The sword idiot Nangong Yu died on the sword that he loved all his life, and the name of the sword was 'Farewell', maybe this is the true meaning of the Parting Sword. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

"Big brother...... Big Brother ......"

In that heart-rending shout, there seemed to be some touch in the depths of Ouyang Zi's heart, and there was no trace of joy in her Mu Ran's eyes, more of an inexplicable sadness and helplessness.

Nangong injured brothers and sisters are still immersed in the sadness of Nangong Yu's death, Ouyang Zi has already left silently, Tian Buping and they have not stopped them, maybe some things are destined in the dark.

Ren Piaoping never thought that Nangong Yu would die so decisively, and Nangong Yu is definitely a person who doesn't want to die, otherwise he wouldn't have arranged the play of fake birthday, could it be that there is something more terrible in this world than death.

The willing monk was not taken away by Ouyang Zi, Ren Wandering hurriedly stepped forward, and the sluggish eyes of the willing monk actually had a trace of tears at this time, but Ren Wandering had already seen that he was running out of oil when the lamp was dry, Ren Wandering knew that Ouyang Zi didn't know when he had untied the Gu on the willing monk, but that Gu had already devoured all the essence and blood of the willing monk.

The monk trembled and took out an object from his body and handed it to Ren Piaoping, Ren Piaoping looked closely at it was actually a key, and then looked up at the monk Shede, the monk seemed to open his mouth to say something, Ren Piaoping put his ear close to his mouth, "Lao Qu is wrong!" These are the last four words that the monk said to Ren Piaoping.

The Nangong family is now redundant with Ren Wandering, and Ren Wandering is unwilling to stay longer. It was Ren Wandering who left with the corpse of the willing monk.

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On the official road to Luoyang, Ren Piaoping, dressed in white Confucian clothes, was in a carriage, carrying a black coffin, which contained the body of a monk who was willing to go, walking lonely in this silent cold night. The night was as dark as silver, and Ren Wandering, who was driving the carriage, suddenly took out an object from his arms, which was actually a silver token, and what appeared on the token was a golden arrow and a silver spear scimitar.

And now there is also a coffin in front of the first peak and others, which is also a black coffin, the difference is that this coffin is empty.

When the first peak of Shicai, Yan Wushuang, Liu Rujun, Chang Xiaoyu, Feng Zhongtian and others were eating at Tianxiang Restaurant, a group of several people had not eaten enough, and they saw this obscure coffin, which flew in from outside the door and landed on their table, the table did not fall, but the meal was not edible.

Chang Xiaoyu quickly snatched a pot of wine when he was dodging, and said to himself: "Grandma's, even if you are dead, you can't sweep our family's wine!"

There were four people standing outside the door, it was Fang Shaoyu, the protector elder of the Gold Worship Sect, who was powerful at the Weapons Conference that day, and the three Gold Worship Sect disciples who were surrounding the first peak at that time.

Fang Shaoyu was still dressed in a red robe, inlaid with gold and jade, and at this time, he was staring at a person seriously-the first peak, he didn't take Chang Xiaoyu seriously at all, and the three people standing behind Fang Shaoyu were dressed in white, black, and yellow robes in turn, and they were looking at each other, eager to try.

Chang Xiaoyu saw that no one paid attention to him, and his face was a little unbearable, so he asked: "Hey, Lord Shenzhu, do you know?" First Peak nodded, Chang Xiaoyu asked again: "Do you have a grudge?" First Peak still nodded and did not speak. Chang Xiaoyu smiled: "No wonder I think this coffin seems to be used to hold you?"

The first peak finally spoke: "You want to pretend to me?"

Chang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Of course I don't want to, I think the man in white is not bad, and he looks crying and mourning." ”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they were amused by Chang Xiaoyu's words, only the first peak couldn't laugh, because he knew what kind of sect the money worship sect was, and he also knew what Fang Shaoyu's trip was for this time.

The man in white was in his thirties, and he did look like he was crying and mourning, but now he was so angry that he stepped forward with a golden knife in his hand and shouted, "Crazy boy, you are here to put the master in it." ”

Chang Xiaoyu was already ready to make a move, but what he never expected was that Liu Rujun's shot was faster than him, only to see a light blue figure already falling in front of the man in white, and said: "Do you really think that the Central Plains martial arts can be bullied?" The sword has been shot, and the first move is the powerful move of the '7749-style flower sword technique', the forty-third style 'falling flowers are ruthless', and suddenly the sword shadow in the sky fell from the top of the man in white, and the sword aura came suddenly, just like the boundless autumn flowers falling one after another, and the boundless sword shadow had shrouded the man in white.

The man in white suddenly felt that something was wrong, and even Fang Shaoyu, who was standing with his hands on the side, secretly screamed that it was not good. Although the man in white felt that it was not good, he was not ambiguous, the golden knife in his hand danced into a golden knife curtain to protect the top of his head, the flower has fallen on the golden knife curtain, the flower will naturally break when it meets the knife, but the knife momentum is immediately blocked, and the broken tens of thousands of pieces of flower crumbs have fallen on the chest and back of the man in white.

Liu Rujun had landed with a smile at this moment, there were nine sword marks on the chest and back of the man in white, and the white clothes were already bloody. Liu Rujun's people are originally charming, and at this moment, Liu Rujun, who is smiling and setting up a move to defeat the enemy, is not even more charming, but I am afraid that I don't know how many women in Luoyang City will be fascinated and killed.

But in Fang Shaoyu's eyes, Liu Rujun's smile was really not charming, not only charming, but hateful, so when Liu Rujun was still smiling, Fang Shaoyu made a move.

Fang Shaoyu made the 'Luoying Colorful Palm' of the Diancang faction, and the palm turned into thousands of palms, but it was slapped at Liu Rujun's back as fast as lightning in the air, and everyone shouted urgently: Be careful! Rao is Liu Rujun's light work, after all, he moved later, and he was still injured by Fang Shaoyu's palm power when he ran out of ten meters, fortunately, the palm power was also a long-distance attack, and there were only three points left in the palm power, Liu Rujun staggered a few steps, stood firm, and felt that the blood and qi in his heart were stirring like a river and a sea.

Yan Wushuang scolded angrily: "Hurting people behind your back is really done by a small person, are you so not afraid of the jokes of people in the world?" Yan Wushuang looked at this cold-blooded man on the outside but extremely enthusiastic on the inside, and put the piano back again.

Fang Shaoyu didn't get angry when he heard Yan Wushuang's words, and when he saw the first peak coming out, he sneered twice and said, "I thought you were scared?"

First Peak didn't seem to hear it at all, just looked at Fang Shaoyu quietly.

Fang Shaoyu said to himself again: "Do you know why I brought a coffin?"

First Peak said coldly: "If you die in a foreign country, you have to prepare a coffin for yourself first, or who will send you to the end?"

Fang Shaoyu said with a smile: "Do you want to send me to the end? So you want to be Lao Tzu's son!"

The first peak was silent, still with his eyes closed.

Fang Shaoyu actually has no confidence to defeat the first peak in his heart at this moment, just because of the momentum of the first peak that is not happy or surprised, in his heart, although Liu Rujun has superb swordsmanship, he is too impetuous, and the first peak in front of him is an out-and-out master. Fang Shaoyu sighed and said, "Actually, I don't want to be your enemy, at least you are from the government, but you should never kill people casually, you always have to pay a price for killing." ”

The first peak was still calm and relaxed, and said: "I didn't kill the 'Liaodong Sanjie'. ”

Yan Wushuang and the others knew that the other party was actually here to seek revenge, and Feng Zhongtian secretly exclaimed at this moment: Wasn't the 'Liaodong Sanjie' still alive and well a while ago?

Fang Shaoyu seemed to be a little surprised, and said, "Could it be someone else?" He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: The other party doesn't look like he is lying, could it be that it is Ren Piaoping, but it is said that Ren Piaoping never kills, so who could it be?

The first peak was stunned and squeezed out two words from his mouth and said, "I don't know." ”

At this moment, Fang Shaoyu glanced back at the man in black, and the man in black behind him immediately seemed to be unable to help but make a move, and said, "Elder, there is no need to talk nonsense with him, how can our three altar masters die in vain." Before Fang Shaoyu could express his position, his sword had already slid through a beautiful arc from the air, directly picking up the knife in the hand of the first peak.

The man in black is clever in this move, he aims to seal the knife of the first peak first, and the sword will follow wherever the knife is split, and first ensure that he is invincible, so this move is a false move, and the latter move is the real move to the first peak, and there is clearly a smile on his face.

The first peak did not move at all, not even his closed eyes did not open, and his knife did not move either, the knife was held in his hand so casually, the whole blade was at an angle of eighty-five degrees to the ground, the back of the knife was forward, and the blade was backward.

The black-clothed man's smile suddenly froze, and even the sword seemed to freeze, because the tip of his sword almost touched the blade of the first peak, but the knife that he expected to move did not move, so his sword suddenly did not know where to stab.

However, the sword of the man in black had to be pierced, and when his sword was about to touch the sword of the first peak, he had to suddenly change its direction and rise at an angle of forty-five degrees.

It's just this change of direction, all the advantages of the man in black disappeared in this instant, just like a mother-in-law who prepared all the boys' clothes, socks, shoes and hats for her unborn child who was still in the womb of her daughter-in-law, who knew that the daughter-in-law gave birth to a girl, although the things prepared before could still be used alive, after all, it seemed a little nondescript.

And at this time, the people of the first peak moved, the people moved their knives, and the knife of the first peak drew a brilliant light in the dark night before dawn, and the speed of the knife was extremely fast, and before the sword of the man in black touched the chest of the first peak, the sword had fallen to the ground with a bang, and the hilt of the sword and the right hand holding the sword.

The man in black felt that the whole body had retreated violently when the knife wind was close, but it was too late, and the entire right arm was cut off in this way, and the blood flowed like a pour, and the man in black was already grinning in pain, but he didn't cry out in pain, and he was a tough guy.

Fang Shaoyu didn't look at the man in black, but just said four words with an expressionless face: "Shame on you!" In fact, Fang Shaoyu didn't stop the man in black because he wanted him to try the strength of the first peak after so many years, and now the man in black was injured and defeated, but he reprimanded the man in black for not doing things well.

Although the man in black was dissatisfied with the other party Shaoyu in his heart, he didn't dare to be angry or speak.

Chang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel sorry for the man in black, and said with a smile: "Isn't it chilling that you treat your subordinates like this?"

Fang Shaoyu didn't answer Chang Xiaoyu's words, but turned his head and asked with a smile: "Wang Zifeng, are you a little chilled by this seat?"

That Wang Zifeng seemed to be even more afraid, and couldn't help but take a step back, and said, "No, the elder cares for his disciple, how dare the disciple have a complaint in his heart?"

At this time, the smile on Fang Shaoyu's face became even stronger, but even the man in yellow and white on the side seemed to be a little scared, and Wang Zifeng shuddered even more, and took another half step back.

Fang Shaoyu said with a smile: "Okay, let this seat take a look at the wound for you, so as not to gossip from outsiders." ”

However, Wang Zifeng's face changed greatly, and he said in shock: "No need, thank you for your concern, the disciple has stopped the bleeding and is out of the way." He took a big step back as he spoke.

Fang Shaoyu's face changed suddenly, two cold rays of light shot out from a pair of mung bean-sized eyes, and his right palm quickly slapped towards Wang Zifeng's Heavenly Spirit Gai, then turned around and squinted and smiled: "This brother of mine said that he is very grateful to you for serving him righteously." ”

Wang Zifeng was already dead, and the entire head was slowly turning into a skull at this moment, and Fang Shaoyu's right palm that slapped Wang Zifeng had turned blood-red in an instant.

At this moment, everyone actually felt that every hair on their body was standing on end, and there was a trace of cold air on their backbones. Chang Xiaoyu was already extremely angry, and said, "You cold-blooded butcher with no humanity!

Chang Xiaoyu had already jumped in front of Fang Shaoyu, but the first peak said coldly: "You step aside, I don't need you to interfere in my affairs!"

Chang Xiaoyu originally thought that if it weren't for himself, then Wang Zifeng would not have died, but he felt very guilty in his heart, and when he heard the first peak say this, he obediently walked back without saying a word, and in Chang Xiayu's heart, for some reason, he was always a little inexplicably afraid of the first peak, even to Ren Wandering, he had never heard such a word.

First Gao Feng sneered, "It seems that your 'Blood God Palm' has already reached the seventh level. ”

Fang Shaoyu's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "The eyes of the Divine Capture are really poisonous, but I don't know if your 'Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Blades' are still so vulnerable." ”

Yan Wushuang exclaimed: "Blood God Palm, isn't that the famous skill of the 'Blood Cloth Hou' that has been lost for more than thirty years?" ”

Ziyun whispered to Chang Xiaoyu: "It seems that the eldest brother of the first peak and the butcher seem to have known each other before." Chang Xiaoyu nodded yes and said, "No wonder." "Chang Xiaoyu always has to find a balance for himself in everything he does, so that he can be happy, and it is rare for everyone to see Chang Xiaoyu unhappy.

At this moment, the sun was rising, and the first ray of light from the east shone on the blade of the first peak, the knife was from the horizontal eyebrows, the knife light was like frost, and the eyes of the first peak were like frost like a knife, and the heart said: This battle must not be defeated, he was defeated under the hands of Fang Shaoyu's blood god when he was twenty-three years old, how can he be defeated again today? When the eyes of the first peak flashed with the frost-like light on his sword, he also saw the light of the sun reflected from the ring gem that Fang Shaoyu's blood-like right palm was shining, and at this moment, he slashed at the rising sun.

At the age of sixteen, the first peak had already practiced the one hundred and eight knives of the 'Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Knives', and at the age of twenty, he was able to reduce the one hundred and eight knives to seventy-two knives according to his own experience, and he was already well-known in the rivers and lakes at that time, and at the age of twenty-three, he turned the seventy-two knives into thirty-six knives based on actual combat experience, which was called ' in the martial arts at that time. Ghost Knife', among the swordsmen, has been able to rank among the top twenty, that is, in this year, he lost to Fang Shaoyu, it is because in the past ten years, he has been familiar with the art of war, and turned these thirty-six knives into one knife.

It is because this knife of his own body has been a knife that he has learned, it is already a knife that shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods, and this knife has cut out all his essence and spirit. This knife is already the first peak, the knife that looks at life with a righteous and cold smile.

The blade is like frost, the knife light is like snow, the knife is like a rainbow, and the sound of the knife is like thunder.

Everyone seems to have never known the knife of the first peak until now, even Chang Xiaoyu has to admire his knife at this moment, and he can't help but ask himself if he can take this knife.

At dawn you can already hear the chirping of early birds, the trees are still without a hint of wind, and the occasional sporadic cacophony of early risers can be heard.

Fang Shaoyu had already seen the power of this knife, his right palm became even more blood-red and blood-red, his small eyes suddenly widened at this moment, as if he wanted to see the knife of the first peak clearly, and then Fang Shaoyu took out his palm, and the blood-red palm shadow turned into thousands in an instant, but the thousands of palm shadows suddenly turned into a palm, a very big blood palm, a blood palm that was six feet square, and this blood palm was facing the knife of the first peak.