Chapter 18, Yan XIII

Yuwen Invincible is not that he didn't feel this sword, but the speed of this sword is too fast, and when this sword was issued, he didn't feel the slightest chill from this sword, as if this sword was a child's game, as if the appearance of this sword was like the sun, moon and stars running is a very normal thing, when he already felt the danger of this sword, this sword has appeared in front of him, and the next moment even if he wants to dodge or fight back, this sword will also cost his life in an instant, and he can't do anything at all。 Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black nightcoat flew wildly like shards, and blood fell on the deck like a sudden and rapid rain.

At this moment, there is also a Zhuo Li man on the deck, a woman with a bamboo hat on her head and an exotic sword in her hand.

Fu Junwu is definitely a very arrogant woman, but today she can't help but lower her arrogant head, she can't imagine what would happen if the person she killed with the sword just now was not Yuwen Invincible, but her?

At that time, she and Yuwen Invincible fought, and when the sword qi appeared in front of Yuwen Invincible, she also felt that the sword qi seemed to have been integrated with all things in heaven and earth, so if the person who was going to kill with that sword was her, then she would not have any chance to react with Yuwen Invincible, and she would fall directly under the sword qi of that iron sword.

Thinking about this, she had never shown a look of fear and jealousy, and she looked up at Zhuo Li's man on the sail who seemed to be like darkness blending into one, and his face was unclear, and his whole body was full of death, and a sigh flashed in her eyes while being both afraid and jealous: Shizun really didn't say it wrong, the Central Plains martial arts is really a master.

Immediately, she withdrew her gaze, looked up at the man on the sail who had completely blended into the night, she did not dare to make any movement, she did not dare to have any distraction, she found something that she did not want to accept, but she could not accept it: "If she is distracted for a moment, this man with excellent swordsmanship can definitely take his life in an instant." After the sword just now, she couldn't figure out how far this person's swordsmanship had reached, and even she didn't know what the chances of a god-like master in his heart would be if he fought against this person.

Now she was in an extremely passive situation, she couldn't move, she didn't dare to move, so she could only wait, and nothing else could be done but wait.

Yuwen Chengdu stood on the boat, this was a plan that could never fail in his eyes, but this time the plan appeared frequently, and the restless factor of Fu Junwu in the plan had completely bankrupted this plan, but then a black-clothed master with a high cultivation killed his brother Yuwen Invincible with an instantaneous sword, thinking of this, his heart was cold and hateful.

He had already clenched his fists, but what else could he do at this moment? If the person who killed Yuwen Invincible was that Goryeo woman, he would definitely not hesitate to board the Dongming and fight that person to decide the winner. But the person who killed his brother was the one he didn't know anything about, and that person killed his brother who was not much different from his martial arts cultivation in just one shot, so what else could he do?

Yuwen Chengdu has an impulsive and irritable temperament, he is the same as Yuwen Invincible, but he is not stupid, he knows that he still has a chance to win in the face of Fu Junwu, but he has absolutely no chance of winning in the face of the black-clothed swordsman, so what else can he do at this moment except to go? He glanced at the Dongming deeply, then rowed across the boat, turned around and left.

"At this point the plan completely failed. On the riverbank, Zhang Shihe no longer had the grandeur of everything under control, only a wry smile remained, and he sighed softly: "I didn't expect that there would be such a superb master in the Dongming faction except for Mrs. Kaidongming." ”

Fu Junwu didn't move, she didn't dare to move, she didn't know how long she had been standing on the deck, he still held the sword in his hand, but his whole body was standing upright without any movement.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, but an indifferent voice slowly sounded in her ears: "You and he got on this ship at about the same time, do you know why he died and not you." ”

Fu Junwu secretly took a breath in his heart, a touch of determination flashed in his eyes, and he randomly held a sword in his hand and said, "The juniors don't know." This seemed like a very simple move, but she knew very well that once she made this move, this man in black with excellent swordsmanship could seize this momentary opportunity to cut off her head like he would against Yuwen Invincible.

She absolutely believes that this person has the ability to do this.

The man in black didn't move, he was still standing high on the sail like a god, there was no human emotion in his eyes, he just looked at Fu Junwu coldly, and he didn't mean to do anything.

"You didn't kill people in this ship, he killed people in this ship, that's the only reason he died, but you didn't die just because of that. ”

Fu Junwu didn't understand, but she didn't speak, she just looked at the eyes on the sail with those clear and bright eyes, which only had an air of obscurity and death.

The man in black was not stupid, so he naturally understood that this woman was asking him silently, but he didn't speak, his eyes were already looking into the distance.

Fu Junwu could only look up at this person who was like a god of death, what else could she do now but look at this person? She understood a fact that she was very unwilling but could not accept, this man in black had the ability to kill him in an instant like the five enemies of Yuwen, regardless of whether she was prepared or not.

And he also understood that this man in black did not have her in his eyes, she was just an insignificant ant in the eyes of this black-clothed swordsman, and she also saw that this black-clothed swordsman was waiting for someone, waiting for someone who might be why the ruthless black-clothed swordsman continued to let him live.

Mo Qingchi stood at the bow of the boat, his whole body did not show any momentum, but the faint smile on his face was enough to make him stand out in this small boat, at this moment, when he saw the invincible Yuwen invincible sword dead, everyone else was already stunned, only Mo Qingchi did not have a slight expression on his face, didn't he stand out from the crowd?

The delicate woman came back to her senses, he took a deep look at the black-clothed swordsman standing on the sail in the distance, and then looked at the smile on Mo Qingchi's face, she gently pulled the man's sleeve and asked, "Is he waiting for you?"

Mo Qingchi sighed and said, "Although I don't want to admit that he is waiting for me but waiting for others, but there is anyone else in the world who is worthy of his delay except for me." He sighed even more as he spoke, and then he took a step forward, and this step he stepped straight out of the boat and landed in the water.

He didn't sink, but floated on the water, and then Mo Qing Pond walked quickly on the water, forcing into the Dongming like the wind, and finally landed on the deck of the Dongming with his toes.

The boat was thirty or forty feet away from the Dongming.

This series of actions is not only smooth, but also indescribably relaxed, as if it is very natural to do this, but Shan Wanjing, Yun Yuzhen, Bu Tianzhi and the eyes of the beautiful woman looking at Mo Qingchi's elegant boarding of the bow of the Dongming have begun to change, they definitely did not expect that Mo Qingchi would have such a clever martial arts, even if it is a beautiful woman.

Dressed in white like snow, Mo Qingchi stood on the deck, he did not look at the black-clothed swordsman who was very conspicuous at this moment, but at the woman in front of him who was also dressed in white, he looked at the woman in front of him and said slowly: "You are Fu Junwu, the disciple of Fu Cailin, the master of the sword?"

Before Mo Qingchi boarded the boat, Fu Junwu had already noticed the man who stepped on the lake and floated on the boat, when she looked at this man who was too young from afar, she had already begun to think in her heart that this man was the person who the black-clothed swordsman was waiting for, and when the man said this, although she didn't believe this fact, she couldn't help but believe it.

She looked at the man in front of her, her voice was still cold, and said, "I am, who is Your Excellency?"

Mo Qingchi smiled, and he said, "You don't need to know who I am for the time being, you only need to know one thing now." ”

"What's the matter?"

"You just need to know that you can survive because of me. Mo Qingchi glanced up at the lone swordsman standing on the sail of the ship, and the meaning could not be more obvious.

Fu Junwu didn't have the slightest expression on her face, she looked coldly at the man in front of her who also had a sword at his waist and said, "So what does it mean?"

Mo Qingchi smiled, although sometimes he hated talking to smart people, but sometimes he liked to talk to smart people very much, for example, he looked at Fu Junwu and said, "So you can leave now, but I hope that you will come to No. 35 Huangshi Lane to meet me in the next two or three days." ”

A strange color flashed in Fu Junwu's eyes, and she couldn't help but ask, "So I can go now?" After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but forget which swordsman was in the sky above.

Mo Qingchi nodded calmly and said, "Yes, you can leave now." ”

"You're not afraid that I won't come then?"

Mo Qingchi smiled, he looked at the honest and stupid woman in front of him, and he said: "I believe you will come to me, and if you don't come to me, I will also go to Goryeo to find you, maybe you don't understand who I am, but I can tell you that I am a person who will not stop until I achieve my goal." He said, a smile on his face again.

Fu Junwu didn't speak, she looked deeply at the cynical and somewhat scoundrel man in front of her, she believed what this man said, she believed that this man was definitely a man who could do what he said, so what else could he say at this moment? She didn't say anything but turned around and left, leaving this place that she could never forget in her life, and the terrible swordsman who could never forget.

There were people in all directions, these people lit torches in their hands, and looked at the two people facing each other at the moment from a distance, neither of them approached, they were all standing quietly in the distance.

These are the people of Mo Qingchi, no one dares to approach without Mo Qingchi's order, the order given by Mo Qingchi is very simple, those who do not obey the order will only die, although there are people in the world who want to die, but there are not many.

After Fu Junwu left, his temperament had slowly changed again, he looked up at the lone tall swordsman standing on the sail, and only sighed for a long time and said, "I didn't expect to see you." ”

"I didn't expect to meet you. ”

"But you still see me after all, Yan Thirteen. ”

"Yes, I've seen you after all, Mo Qingchi. As he spoke, an extremely sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his man slowly floated down from the sails, and finally landed in front of Mo Qingchi.

Dressed in black, a sword as black as ink, a cold and pale face, and a pair of people exuding incomparable majestic sword intent.

At this moment, anyone looking at this person in front of him will definitely not see anyone else, Mo Qingchi is the same, he looked at the swordsman in front of him, and he only had the swordsman in front of him in his eyes, this peerless swordsman he had already known. (To be continued.) )