At this time, in the ancient town of Vientiane, the quiet needle can be heard; on the long street of the ancient town, the people in the Yanyulou are all eyeing each other, and He Yifan and the three people on the other side are also standing quietly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the face of the woman in red, and she said softly: "It seems that my brother doesn't want to come over by himself! Go ahead!

When the words fell, I saw a group of Yanyulou killers coming up in response, He Yifan was about to meet the enemy with a knife, only to see two figures behind him fly up and face a group of killers.

Chu Hanxuan is petite, and her light skills are even better, I saw her jump high, a pair of jade hands took out a handful of things like willow leaves from her waist, and raised her hand to scatter it at the rushing killer, the flying blade like a willow leaf is called "Thousand Leaf Blade", shaped like a willow leaf, extremely sharp, hundreds of them are fired together, which is difficult to parry.

For a while, under the reflection of the sun, a little starlight flickered in the sky, Chu Hanxuan was wearing a red dress and flying in the air, and he should unfold the Qianye blade, like a blooming peony in the air, and Chu Hanxuan was more like a fairy dancing among the stamens.

The Chiba blade shot away from Chu Hanxuan's hand, as fast as a meteor and as fast as lightning, and many black-clothed killers couldn't dodge it, and they fell to the ground one after another.

I saw Chu Hanxuan falling from the sky, and the jade hand was lightly clasped to his waist, and a handful of extremely thin software came out of his waist.

At this time, Wu Quan was already with a long sword in his hand, and when Chu Hanxuan threw a thousand leaf blades in the air, Wu Quan didn't stop for a moment, and rushed forward directly.

Those fish who escaped the net from Chu Hanxuan's secret weapon waited for Wu Quan's long sword head-on. That night in the pouring rain, Wu Quan realized the way of nature, the realm of great progress, this time also had the idea of trying his skills, immediately did not leave his hand, a sword completely swayed.

At this time, Wu Quan, there is a lot of conformity in the swordsmanship, a sword stabs straight away, if it is blocked, it will move with it, and use force to fight. In the past, Wu Quan's swordsmanship was mostly known for his ruthlessness, and every move he made was a trick that hurt others and hurt himself.

In the past, these killers could not take a hundred and ten moves under Wu Quan, and during this time, Wu Quan's realm was greatly advanced, and they were even more invincible.

Sure enough, after Chu Hanxuan's snake-like soft sword joined the battle group, the killers were even more defeated, and they were killed by the two of them in a few ups and downs.

Mr. Three, who was standing not far away, watched his subordinates being killed by the two of them in such a mess, his face was blue and white, and the old man in black robe was now like an old monk in a fixed position, with no sign of making a move, and the woman in red was only interested in teasing the child.

The three gentlemen puffed up a slightly fat solitary, shouted and flew towards Wu Quan to kill; when they got closer, they slashed at Wu Quan's door with enough true qi, Wu Quan raised his hand to meet the palm, and with a "bang" sound, Wu Quan and the three gentlemen flew away.

The two of them flew back a few steps and stood separately, both stunned in their hearts, Mr. Three understood in his heart that the internal strength of the martial arts of the person in front of him was not under him, and then he gently took off the burden behind him, and threw out a pair of black weapons from the burden with a wave of his hand.

The blade that was thrown high fell into the hands of Mr. Three, and the momentum of Mr. Three, who caught the blade, seemed to have changed.

But at this time, Mr. San's eyes were shining, his left leg was gently touching the ground, his right leg was slightly bent behind him, his whole body was slightly inward, and his hands were clasped horizontally in front of his chest.

At this time, Wu Quan saw the appearance of the pair of weapons, it was a pair of short sticks with a dark body, looking at Xu You's about two feet, the whole body was carved with a pair of coiling dragons on it, and there was a section stretched out at the five inches of the short stick, which happened to be held in the hands of Mr. Three.

Mr. Three held a pair of crutches on Wu Quan's attack, during the march Mr. San's body was short, the crutches in his right hand were protected above his head, and the crutches between his left hands rotated rapidly in his hands, taking Wu Quan to come down three ways.

Wu Quan was shocked, he really didn't expect that these three gentlemen looked slightly fat, but now they were as agile as a monkey when they were attacking with crutches. As he spoke, the crutch attacked Wu Quan, and Wu Quan's long sword flew backwards.

When Wu Quanfei retreated, Chu Hanxuan behind him danced a snake-like software and slashed towards Mr. San; Mr. Three saw Wu retreat, but the woman's sword behind him slashed towards him, and immediately raised the crutch in his right hand to block Chu Hanxuan's sword body.

Who knows, Chu Hanxuan's software is extremely tough, and Yu Jian's body is blocked, and the tip of the sword seems to have eyes, straight to the back of Mr. San's head; Mr. Three suddenly felt the strong wind in the back of his head, and he lowered his head and let Chu Hanxuan's soft sword without thinking about it.

At this time, Wu Quan saw the opportunity, and the long sword pierced the door of Mr. San; at this time, Wu Quan was no longer Wu Xia Ameng, the empty door of Mr. Wu was opened, where would Wu Quan let go of such an opportunity, the swordsmanship made it look like a little star, and the sword momentum was like a big river rushing and searching endlessly.

When Mr. San jumped into the battle circle, he didn't expect that this short swordsman standing behind He Yifan would have such a sharp swordsmanship, and when he saw that the two of them had killed the killers of Yanyulou, his heart was still full of resentment.

But at this time, he was overwhelmed in the face of Wu Quan, and Chu Hanxuan, who was on Wu's side, knew in his heart that there was a big gap between the two of them, and if he forced himself into the battle group, it would also interfere with Wu Quan.

Thinking of this, Chu Hanxuan simply was on the periphery of the battle group, and every time the three gentlemen wanted to jump out of the battle circle, Chu Hanxuan greeted him with a thousand leaf blades;

The woman in red not far away looked at the battle situation in the field, knowing that Mr. Three was defeated, and said softly: "Rubbish!"

At this moment, I heard the old man behind him say, "You don't have to make a move, I'll deal with it!"

After that, the black-robed old man went straight to Chu Hanxuan to kill; Chu Hanxuan saw the black-robed old man killing him, and he couldn't help but panic, and the hidden weapon in his hand was thrown at the black-robed old man.

Under the sunlight, the 10,000-point cold stars were colorful and beautiful, but when those thousand leaf blades flew in front of the old man, they were all unhurriedly pushed away by the old man, and the distance between the two became closer and closer;

The black-robed old man's right hand had already been raised, and he was about to cut it off. From behind Chu Hanxuan, a golden light flashed, slashing towards the black-robed old man like a wind.

The man knew the power of He Yifan's sword, and when he first saw the light flashing, he turned sideways and let go of the sword. At this time, as soon as Fang landed on the ground, he saw a tall figure standing in front of Chu Hanxuan.

"Your Excellency is also an old-timer who walks the rivers and lakes!How did you shoot at a little girl for no reason!" He Yifan's long knife pointed obliquely at the ground, looking at the black-robed old man with disdain.

"I'm just a shadow! I don't have any face, even if it's an immature child who gets in the way of the old man, the old man won't be soft. Under the black cloak, a hoarse voice came.

"Okay!" He Yifan just said yes lightly, and the long knife slashed at the black figure in front of him.

The black-robed old man's body was as strange as ever, and he couldn't completely see through the realm under his eyes; he slashed it away, but found that it was only an afterimage, and the next moment the black figure would appear in front of him.

He Yifan knew in his heart that this black-robed old man's ghostly body was so fast, if he only used his eyes to see, he would never be able to see it; at that moment, He Yifan closed his eyes and felt the changes in the surrounding airflow with his heart.

Last night, He Yifan sat at the door of the restaurant in the rainstorm, behind him was the warm fire and the lovely person like a flower, everything behind him was everything He Yifan had now; outside the door, the rainstorm was pouring, and the whole world was washed by the rain.

Two completely different worlds, one quiet and peaceful, the other raging and violent, however, there is only a wall between them, that is, He Yifan realized a truth, everything behind him is guarded by the knife in his hand, and no matter how violent the rain outside, he will bear it by himself.

Heaven in one thought, hell in one thought. Between this thought, there is the line between life and death, and this line is the knife in your hand. At that time, He Yifan seemed to feel the sound of every drop of rain hitting the bluestone slab, smashing on the eaves, falling on the grass and trees, and converging into the stream.

Feeling the tranquility behind him, feeling the breath of the beautiful woman sleeping deeply, He Yifan raised his knife and slashed into the rainstorm, the rain curtain was divided for a long time, this thought is heaven, this knife guards heaven.

Suddenly, He Yifan felt a breeze flash on the left, and he handed the Soul Breaking Knife in his left hand with lightning speed, and his head didn't slash out with a knife.

Seeing that He Yifan closed his eyes, knowing that he wanted to avoid the disturbance in front of him, Mr. Shadow couldn't help but have a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "The person who can capture the shadow in the world hasn't made a move yet!"

Thinking about it, the shadow went up behind He Yifan to give him a fatal blow, who knew that he had just crossed He Yifan, and then he felt a strong wind coming, and before he could react, he saw that the golden knife had arrived in front of him, and even if he pounced forward, he wanted to dodge this thunderous knife.

But it was finally too late, although Mr. Shadow flashed most of his body outside the sword with a ghostly body, but his right hand was still swept by the sword, and suddenly blood flowed sideways, and a severed arm spun in the air.

Chu Hanxuan, who was behind He Yifan, was willing to let go of such an excellent opportunity, before the black-robed old man landed, the long sword like a spiritual snake stabbed over; Chu Hanxuan's swordsmanship was dexterous and delicate, but he also took the path of fighting fast.

The black-robed old man lost his arm in vain, and it was the time of great pain, and before he could land to stop the bleeding, there were bursts of cold stabbing behind him. Immediately stretched out his remaining left hand and threw out a palm wind, and he soared into the air and pulled it back.

Chu Hanxuan saw that the old man's palm wind was coming, and he wanted to dodge but it was too late, so he had to protect his arms on his chest and take the palm wind;