Even March's wind and fire knife roared by, and he was faintly surprised in his eyes, just now he saw clearly, as soon as his knife moved, the other party had already dodged!

However, when Lian Yue saw another wind and fire knife appear behind the Blood Bodhisattva, he was greatly appreciative in his heart, and Lian Tian's grasp of the fighter plane could be described as superb. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A figure quickly appeared behind the Blood Bodhisattva, a black light flashed in his palm, and the golden iron made a crisp sound, and it actually blocked the sword of Liantian!

The Blood Bodhisattva's heart trembled, she didn't notice this sneak attack at all, if the night clothes didn't arrive, she would definitely have died!

"The Danshu iron scroll is here, who dares to be disrespectful!"

This voice is not as masculine as the father and son of the Lian family, but it has a majesty that is not angry and arrogant!

I don't know when the night clothes on my body turned into a green shirt, and the thing in my hand is half an iron scroll of the Imperial Gift Dan Book!

"Oh? It turned out that Song Tixing, a member of the fourth rank of the imperial court, was here in person, and it was not an honor. ”

Lian Yue looked at that person, although he hadn't seen it, but there was only one person on the rivers and lakes who could use the iron scroll of the Imperial Gift Danshu as a weapon!

"Song Mou was ordered to hunt down the imperial court to commit the thief Xingjun! Please ask the city lord to fully cooperate with the imperial court to handle the case!" Song Tixing raised the iron scroll of the Danshu to his face, and his eyes swept everyone fiercely.

"Hmph, what a big official, the old man, this Wind and Fire City is the foundation left by the ancestors, although it is said to pay tribute to the court on time, but this is completely the private territory of the Lian family!" Lian Yue sneered, although the Wind and Fire City is subordinate to the imperial court, but all the governance rights can belong to the Lian family!

"The whole world is not the king's land! Could it be that your family wants to rebel!" Song Tixing held a black gold-tipped iron pen in his hand and pointed at everyone. This is different from the shape of the copper pen that the Blood Bodhisattva saw last time, but the Blood Bodhisattva didn't care.

Boom! Lian March's internal force exploded, setting off a turbulent current. He held the knife in one hand and pointed it at Song Tixing.

"Song Yi, do you really think that the old man will not dare to kill you? Thinking of your service for the imperial court, if you retreat now, the old man will surround your life, if you really catch the old man of the thief Xingjun and hand it over to the court personally, if you don't know how to respect the elders, don't blame the old man for being polite!"

Even the March Wind and Fire Glaive Knife immediately swung in the air, and a sword flew towards Song Yi, Song Yi snorted coldly and the iron pen was tapped, and the sword was gone. This kung fu can't help but tremble in my heart even if I see it in March, this Danshu iron scroll's kung fu is really unfathomable!

Although Song Yi did not lose in momentum, he knew that this was the territory of the Lian family after all, and he was about to leave with the Blood Bodhisattva.

"Wait!" Song Yi pulled the Blood Bodhisattva, who was still a little struggling, and before he could take a step, he heard Lian Yue's voice, he frowned slightly, and looked back at Lian Yue.

"You can go, but this woman must stay!" Lian Yue's eyes showed a fierce light, and he glared at the Blood Bodhisattva fiercely, when the Blood Bodhisattva directly took the head of Liantian, he must have some grudge with his son, this person's martial arts are weird, and he must definitely cut off future troubles!

Song Yi snorted coldly. "This person is a subordinate of Song, how can you say that you will stay?"

"This woman can see through the old man's knife technique first, the body is weird and smart, look at this dress, I think it is a blood bodhisattva, right? It is rumored that the prey of the blood bodhisattva on the rivers and lakes will not escape death even if it escapes to the ends of the earth, she has already set her eyes on my son, how can I rest assured if I don't get rid of this woman!"

"Hehe, this Bodhisattva is still afraid that you, an old thief who protects your shortcomings, will not succeed?" Your son robbed the people's daughters, and he should be punished!" The Blood Bodhisattva shook off Song Yi, and Qin Jian pointed straight at Liantian, and a monstrous aura emanated from the sword's body, making Liantian feel terrified.

"The old man has never treated the Wang family badly, the Blood Bodhisattva is unscrupulous, and he is unreasonable and has long been famous in the rivers and lakes, since this is the case, then you can stay here!"

Song Yi sighed and wanted to help the Blood Bodhisattva, although the Blood Bodhisattva's swordsmanship was against the sky, but in the face of this iron-walled treasure armor race Tang Yi, he could only hold hatred.

"I'll meet you!" Before Song Yi could join the battle, Lian Tian stopped him with a big sword.

Lian Yue knew that the Blood Bodhisattva's swordsmanship was weird, and the seemingly ordinary Qin Sword turned out to be a top-level divine weapon, and he had Sai Tang Yi to block it, but his son's treasure armor might not be able to block it, so he planned to block the Blood Bodhisattva.

Although Lian March is short, after all, he is still upright, so he naturally has to compete one-on-one, otherwise it will be contrary to chivalry. As soon as he came to this iron bucket, sure enough, the blood bodhisattva was under a lot of pressure, and she had killed countless people, but there was only one piece on the rivers and lakes of this Saitang Yi! With his observation of people and ethereal steps, he was also on par with Lian Yuedou.

Besides, Song Yi looked at Lian Tian with a sneer. Although he Danshu Iron Scroll is not a top master like Xiao Tianyan, he is also first-class in the rivers and lakes, at least at the same level as this Lian March, and now that Lian Tian has come to deal with him, he will inevitably look down on him in his heart.

Holding an iron pen in his hand, he poured his internal force into the iron pen, and the originally hard iron pen tip turned into a real bristle, soft and elastic.

The iron scroll of the Danshu was given by the emperor first, but this iron pen was Song Yi's own. The nib is made of a golden divine iron that is extremely tough and extremely hard. This piece of divine iron originates from a flying stone outside the sky, and there is only a pen as big as a pen in the world.

The golden divine iron seems to have its own barbs, which looks smooth, but it can be scraped on the fine iron and scrape off a layer of iron filings silently. Now this head was forced to bend by Song Yi with internal force, and in the gap that flashed and moved, I saw him silently leaving a pen and ink treasure on the wind and fire knife in the sky.

Although the wind and fire knife of Liantian is not as good as Lian March's, it is also forged with high-grade fine iron, but it is like tofu under this small brush!

Lian Tian was frightened, and the wind and fire knife swung faster, sweeping towards Song Yi like a fire wheel, he didn't dare to let the other party's pen scrape on his knife anymore.

Song Yi smiled, the Danshu Iron Scroll in his left hand blocked the attack, and from time to time he left vigorous and powerful words on the Liantian treasure armor. If people who know calligraphy look at it, this Song Yi's font is imitating Su Huang Mi Cai!

Lian March glanced at the battle situation on his son's side, and naturally saw the strange iron pen. A chill rose in his heart, he seemed to have seen a similar stroke, but that pen was that person's treasure, I don't think it was the one in Song Yi's hand, if it was really that one, Lian Tian would be in danger! Even if he thought so in his heart, he still reminded Lian Tian loudly.

"Heavens dodge those words!"

But the more anxious he was, the closer the Blood Bodhisattva became, and the sword went straight to the part of his neck that was not protected by the armor, so that he had to fight seriously, but in his heart he had long been eager to split the Blood Bodhisattva into several pieces!

Song Yi's iron pen wrote more and more words silently, some large and some small, sometimes the font was fresh and elegant, sometimes beautiful and long. With one stroke, the view is like a loose horse taking off the air and leaving the dust, and it is like a dragon flying in the sky. From nothingness, and back to nothingness.

Even on March's knife, the front heart and back of the treasure armor were filled with four poems, large and small, with a total of twenty-eight words.

The green shirt and bird hat are edged,

In an instant, the dragon snake pen was born.

Mi Cai Su Huang can be as if,

The Holy Hand of Good Books has a reputation.

Song Yi finished writing the last word with a smile on his face, only to see him take a step back. This step is a few feet away. He threw the Danshu iron scroll above his head, and said four words lightly.

"Silent pen!"

Then he put his palm on the iron scroll, and a huge sound sounded like a bell ringing through the heavens and the earth!

The weapons of everyone present were buzzing, and with this sound, Lian Tian was stunned by the strange scene on himself!

All the buzzing sounds, the sound of the iron roll bell, were transmitted to his sword and armor, echoing in the stroke of the twenty-eight words, and this tremor became stronger and stronger!

"Shattered!"

With countless cracking sounds, Liantian Tiger's mouth shattered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the treasure knife in the treasure armor of the whole body shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Lian Tian looked at the man in the green shirt who was holding the Danshu iron scroll high in front of him like a god, he was covered in blood, and slowly knelt down towards Song Yi, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually faded.

"Oh my God!"

Lian Yue looked at Lian Tian, who was slowly falling, and was sad and angry in her heart, wailing. This grief and indignation made the qi and blood in his body surge unsmoothly, and suddenly his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. I was so sad and angry!

He glared at Song Yi hatefully, and said word by word.

"Why do you have the Mo family's ancient method of gilding!"