Feng Yiyang withdrew the sword in his hand, calmly stepped forward, picked up the long knife that was full of demonic aura and weirdness, looked at it slightly, and then turned around, and passed by Yoshida Kazeno like a person who met on the street without knowing him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Boom. Yoshida Kazeno fell to the ground, his eyes blank. Blood slowly flowed out of the wound between the chest and abdomen, the wound was exaggerated, blooming like a flower, but the flower smelled of blood.

The wound was large, but the amount of blood that came out was very small, as if it had come out of a small slit.

At this moment, the wind is blowing, although he still looks like a young man, but in the eyes of everyone, he has become a sword immortal who has become a feathered immortal, and his every move looks like a cloud and mist, full of immortal energy,

Although he only completed a closing move after using the last move, he picked up the knife.

Although his plain white robe had been splashed with a lot of blood and dirty dust.

"This, Feng Aiqing, we have an agreement with these Fusang missions in advance, we can't hurt people's lives, you... The emperor spoke to the wind across the high platform, his voice was extremely loud, and the foundation of his internal strength was not weak.

Feng Yiyang looked at the knife in his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Your Majesty, the location of the stab I just now is not critical, and the wound in the body is not too big, so it will be fine to let the imperial doctor take him away and recuperate carefully." ”

After speaking, Feng Yiyang raised his eyes and glanced at Yoshida Kazeno again, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, my sword aura is still unstable, so his wounds look more scary, in fact, it is good to raise them, but they must leave scars." ”

The voice on the high platform also sounded a little relieved, "So good, where is the imperial doctor?"

In fact, before the emperor could speak, the two imperial doctors had already trotted to the stage, and after careful inspection, they lifted Yoshida Kazeno down, and their movements were neat and tacit, and it seemed that they had been doing this all year round.

When the imperial doctor in the back went down, he didn't roll his eyes at the wind, but looked at the wind deeply, and the wind was relieved, and secretly smiled bitterly.

Wait a minute!

When did labor and management become Aiqing?

As soon as the wind was raised, he looked up depressedly at the mahogany platform with a golden curtain on his head, and faced a cunning look of the ninety-five lord on the high platform,

Feng Yiyang's eyes were innocent and dazed, as if there were a thousand words: Your Majesty, I haven't been an official yet, I haven't received a salary, how did I become your Aiqing, this is a typical action movie without subtitles, showing your face and looking for a naked replacement.

The corners of His Majesty the Emperor's mouth were full of smiles, and his eyes were ambiguous: The old thing surnamed Feng hid you too tightly, I didn't know that you had this ability, you are not Aiqing now, you will be in the future, it's just a big deal to give you more money, why bother Aiqing.

Feng Yiyang changed into a clear look, and his pupils were still full of sincere admiration: I see, Your Majesty is worthy of being Your Majesty, and when it comes to knowing people, it is really a model for my generation, and Weichen's admiration for Your Majesty is endless......

His Majesty the Emperor resolutely closed his eyes and did not look at the sycophants of the wind, and began to seriously doubt and deeply reflect in his heart whether his decision was right or wrong.

The wind smiled, retracted his gaze and turned his head, ending this silent eye conversation at this time.

"Why is the Sword Immortal smirking?"

"Who said he smirked, how could Lord Sword Immortal smirk, that was a sneer of disdain for the Gentiles......"

"But when I saw it, I just giggled, don't hit me... I know it's wrong..."

There was a commotion under the ring.

Feng raised a cold sweat, closed the corners of his mouth, held the weird long knife in his right hand, and made a gesture of picking up the tip of the knife at the Fusang people, saying, "Do you plan to come up one by one, or come up together?"

There are a total of twelve Fuso samurai, and there are three and nine injured at the moment, but it seems that because in order to deal with Xiao Rong before, the strongest Yoshida Kazeno and Yagyu Ichiro were put in, and at the moment, the master of the other party does not seem to have suffered any major injuries except for his right shoulder, one by one, it seems that there is no chance of winning.

The Fuso people chattered with each other for a while in words they did not understand, and the discussion was very fast and fierce, until at last a big foolish man poked his head out of the crowd, looked tentatively at the high platform, and said:

"Well, that, Your Majesty, I just heard that we can go together, is it true?"

When the emperor heard this, he opened his eyes, his face was solemn, and he looked at the wind with his eyes, but at this time, the wind did not look at him, but played with the long knife in his hand with pleasure, and gently brushed the blade with his fingers.

However, the more you play, the more frightened you are, this knife, not only sharp, but also faintly demonic, stimulated by internal force can spit out a black knife, this knife, don't dare to touch it with your fingers, whether it is with the help of the heavenly weapon or the sword and sword inspired by the master's internal force, there is a common characteristic, it sounds good to say that it is indestructible, blowing hair and breaking hair,

To put it mildly, it is called killing people without blood.

Seeing the wind, the emperor raised the corner of his mouth with a faint smile, and suddenly felt relieved, and said loudly to the Fusang warriors: "Okay, then you can go together." ”

The stupid big man scratched his head and asked, "So if we win him, what will happen to the next competition, and which of us will stand in the ring to meet your challenge, or will we all stand in the ring as a contestant?"

The stupid big man stared at His Majesty the Emperor tightly, with a smirk on his face, but there was an expectant look in his eyes, it seemed that he wished that His Majesty the Emperor would promise that the nine of them could be used as one person.

It seems that the round of brainstorming just now still played a role in thoughtful thinking.

The emperor looked at the stupid big man, and then at the wind that was standing upright in the middle of the ring,

This young man like a long sword, just standing there, has a momentum, like a sword, constantly folding, unable to bend, as if nothing messy in the world can be used as his edge.

The emperor's heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of pride, a familiar boy.

Once upon a time, I was also a teenager.

I also used to be angry with horses, and I also thought about fighting the sword world.

He was born in the emperor's family.

The emperor didn't think much about it, the smile on the corner of his mouth was like a drop of colored ink on the ink painting, and he said aloud to the group of Fuso warriors who were full of anticipation:

"Well, then, as you wish, if you can join forces to defeat him, I promise you,

No one else will come up to challenge!"

No one else will come up to challenge.

Win against my Datang Sword Immortal, and you will win!

There is another sentence, a wild word, His Majesty the Emperor, who has entered middle age, did not say it, but the smile on his face clearly wrote this sentence.

I bet that he is an indestructible sword,

I'm betting that the nine of you together can't beat my Tang Sword Immortal.