For a while, a flock of birds flew in the mountains and forests, the crows crows were endless, and the towering trees were broken in two, tilted and fell to the ground by that thin sword qi.

Yin Shao's eyes were quick, and when he heard the sound of 'knocking on the king's court' in white clothes, he immediately quickly retreated and let go of his hands, and wanted to retreat back - but he couldn't help but retreat a little more quickly, his stiff legs were numb because he was too hard, and he couldn't keep up with the flow of breath in him, so he ended up falling to the ground.

The fanged pig was slightly stunned, and seemed to not understand why this green coat suddenly messed up and so clumsily exposed its weaknesses in front of its eyes - but since it was born a pig, it has never understood so much, and it has never bothered to understand so much.

It just needs to go on a rampage.

Because it's its angel.

Because it's just a pig after all.

Therefore, when the thin sword qi that looked thin at first glance and seemed to be nothing to fear at all was reflected in its pitch-black round eyes, it was only slightly stunned.

And this stunned.

It is the last stunned of its life and this life.

I heard it suddenly let out a hoarse howl, and then its skin bloomed, and the mane on its back was all dyed red—and then, I saw that its huge body of human height was all blown up by the sword qi, and then slammed into a thick round ancient tree two feet away, making a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

When the sound stopped, the wild boar fell heavily to the ground, splashing several bloody flowers.

Its limbs twitched twice.

And he didn't move anymore.

The mountains and forests of Nuoda finally returned to tranquility, and finally the fallen leaves returned to their roots, the flocks of birds returned to their nests, and all the sounds were silent.

Ten zhang away, he closed his eyes slightly with the flick of the white clothes, took a long breath, waved his sleeves to put the sword into the sheath, turned his head slightly, and saw the red tassel ash gun that happened to fall beside him, so he stepped forward to lift it, and then slowly walked to the green clothes that were sitting on the ground.

He put the ash gun on the ground, tilted slightly towards the side of Tsing Yi, lowered his head and smiled: "Are you okay?"

Yin Shao raised his head slightly, first glanced at him, then closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, and gently bowed his head.

He raised his hand to hold the gun, and stood up with the help of his strength, then waved his sleeves to dust off the dirt and dust on the green clothes, and looked back at the white clothes: "The one just now, but the second type?"

He asked about the "Knock on the King's Court".

Seeing Wang Manxiu blink slightly, he shook his head with a wry smile, and said with some shame: "It's still the first type." ”

Yin Shao took the ash gun from his hand, patted his shoulder with the gun, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's so difficult to learn?"

Wang Manxiu sighed lightly, pursed his lips and said, "It's hard to say. ”

Then go back and elaborate. ”

Yin Shao said lightly.

With that, he picked up his gun and started to walk three feet away from the beast that had not moved.

Looking down, this head is still alive

The fierce beast of the tiger is obviously out of life at this time, and its soul has returned to the Yellow Spring. I saw that in its red-blooded mane and black beard, there were long and slender wounds that were scattered horizontally and vertically, chaotic - I think it should be caused by the thin sword qi just now, and the style of knocking on the king's court. Although from the perspective of ordinary people, this slender wound only hurt the epidermis, but only caused the rough scalp of the wild boar to suffer some skin.

But at this moment, Yin Shao frowned slightly, and saw some clues-this Dao seemed to have all the sword qi, but almost all of them were perfectly cut on the strange breath veins in the wild boar, splitting the already fragile meridians into two, and really breaking the breath circulation in the wild boar in an instant, causing it to die due to the reverse flow of the breath, or the explosion of the breath.

It turns out that this knocking on the royal court is such a vicious move.

It's such a move to kill people in Qimen.

He took a slight breath and shuddered a little.

Although I don't know if it's because Wang Manxiu is now only in the realm of ten people, so this style of [Knocking on the King's Court] will be so tricky, or is it the same reason that it can cut off half of the condensing forest mountain...... In any case, Yin Shao didn't think that his current self could take this trick and a half.

I couldn't help but think of that really brilliant night, the golden phoenix that couldn't even break the royal court.

Can she really be killed......

Alas!

"Take it back?"

It was the voice of the white cloth coming from behind.

Wang Manxiu carried the black sheath around the head, walked slowly to its side, and looked down at the beast with a pair of white jade fangs on the ground.

I don't know if it's an illusion of the two, this beast was originally a human-sized body, but it seems to have been half a circle after it stopped moving, and now it is only less than half a person-tall in size.

"Hmm. ”

Yin Shao didn't hesitate much, shrugged his shoulders and bowed his head: "Although it is ugly to be cut by your sword, it is still ah, you can eat it for three days." ”

Wang Manxiu smiled faintly and was noncommittal.

It was the two of them who stepped forward together, one on the left and one on the right, one on the forelimbs and the other on the hind limbs, and lifted the beast up with a 'swoop-'.

"It's still sinking. ”

Yin Shao blinked and said.

Wang Manxiu took a breath and was noncommittal.

......

......

About half an hour after the two of them left.

Suddenly, the sound of falling leaves sounded from the mountains and forests.

Looking closely, there are five figures stepping on the flying swallows, shuttling through the forest.

I saw them hurrying in all directions, as if they were about to go in all directions, but at last they turned back and stopped at the wasteland full of broken trees.

This wasteland is the ten zhang heaven and earth that were knocked out of the king's court before.

And these figures are a long story.

It's just because of what they're wearing, even if it's the standard of the Western Regions

, it can be regarded as a very 'fancy dress'.

I saw that the big man at the head wore a rounded horn helmet with a broken horn, a pair of iron nail shoulder guards on his shoulders, a silver carved heart guard in front of him, a tiger skin skirt wrapped around his waist, and a pair of animal skin boots on his feet—and he had no other clothes on him except these five things that were really not considered 'clothes'.

It's a tough guy who dares to show himself in this autumn wind, wearing the top half and wearing this pile of broken copper and iron.

It is majestic.

It is also cold and windy.

And the four men behind the big man are all dressed similarly, that is, without the horn helmet on the big man's head, the front heart goggles have also been replaced with brass and bronze, which is obviously less majestic in comparison.

Seeing these five people standing in front of the wasteland, the bull-horned man led by him slowly stepped forward, looked around the wasteland, frowned his dark thick eyebrows, and fell on the black and red blood stains in front of the ancient trees.

He was born with a Chinese character face, but he only tilted his head slightly, and a man in the back immediately stepped forward, ran to the ancient tree, squatted and wiped a little blood stain with his index finger, and then stretched out his dark red tongue to taste it, and the corners of his lips.

"The beast died. ”

He rolled his eyes and said back to the strong man: "He was killed by Qimen." ”

Hearing this, the horned man and the other three were stunned for a moment, and their already thick eyebrows wrinkled even thicker.

"Boss, what can I do?"

Another man next to the big man with horns stepped forward and asked the big man in a low voice, "Can't you bring it back...... Will the cave master want our lives?"

"No, it won't. ”

The horned man spoke, and his voice was very thick: "But the cave master will probably let us go to replace this beast's class." ”

When the voice fell, I saw that the man who had just asked a question turned a lot pale, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't, don't, it's better to let the cave master throw me into the iron pot and stew for a good time." ”

"Think beautifully. ”

The horned man glared at him unkindly, then looked sideways at the man who was pointing his fingers, and asked, "Buhan, can you find the owner of this strange gate?"

The man nodded, raised his thick fingers and gestured to three, which meant that it would take three hours.

"Then look for it. ”

The horned man's face was a little heavy, and he should have felt that three hours was a bit long.

He replied, glanced at the three people behind him, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have all the stones?"

The three of them were slightly stunned, and they all reached out and pulled out the tiger skin skirt around their waists, and then they all nodded.

"Good. ”

The bull-footed man shook his head with satisfaction, looked up at the ten-zhang broken tree around his eyes, snorted coldly, slammed his left hand into the palm of his right hand with a clenched fist, sneered, and said.

"I want to see which guy dares to kill our pigs. ”