224 Tonight, you will be blessed with a wave of wine, and the dust will be abandoned

This song doesn't know which dynasty and which generation it praises, but it frequently reminds Liu Feng of the Li Tang Dynasty in the past, he doesn't know if Duanmu Jing is deliberate, but looking at the situation, the faceless old man seems to have been stimulated with infinite blood, and his mood is also excited.

Unlike the last time Komura ambushed himself, this time it was a real duel between the two, and the faceless old man would no longer retreat and hide his tracks, but poured all his strength into the Heavenly Name Sword and fought with all his might.

The old man's perseverance seemed to be much tougher than before, and his skills improved by leaps and bounds, from the noon to the middle of the night now, there was no fatigue at all.

On the contrary, it was Liu Feng himself, because of the sleepless and bloody battle, until now, it has not stopped for three days, and the opponents he faced are all first-class players, and the skills of the faceless old man are several times higher than those of the wheel war.

The wheel battle that consumes physical strength is really the most practical, and now facing the faceless old man, the master of the world, plus he has never eaten any food to satisfy his hunger, and has not replenished his physical strength, Liu Feng inevitably lacks strength, and it seems that he is unable to drive, his clothes are torn in several places, and the old man's palm is confronted, and when he staggers, the old man's palm shook his chest, of course, his palm also hit the old man's canopy acupoint.

If you don't eat, you can still last for a while, anyway, the hunger is already numb to him, even if the stomach is hungry and cooing, but that feeling erupts during the fight, and it will only have a few regular episodes in a day, as long as you endure it a little, it can be fleeting.

For three days, he had almost counted the hours of hunger, and at that time he was extra careful, and it was good that tonight was fine, and hunger did not make him ugly in front of the Faceless Old Man.

Perseverance can be tenacious to starvation, but three days without a drop of water make the corners of his mouth dry, and there are several cracks on his originally smooth lips, which are even more clearly distinguishable under this night.

He had to tell himself that tonight's battle had to be the last, and the longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it became for him.

Seeing him like this, the faceless old man smiled, although he did not distinguish the winner or loser, but the old man already had the confidence to win.

The old man took a sharp side step, guarding the big acupoint of the whole body, and then five steps and a void, three tricks to explore, he knew that the time had come, so he made a move to try its reality again.

His strength is profound, the sword is changeable, and the momentum is brave, compared with Liu Feng's light and agile flying at this moment, it is even better, so the old man is in sight of victory, listening to the piano song, he is in a high mood, he looks at Liu Feng, suddenly roars, moves back and dodges a move, and then flies forward, and the Tianming Sword is ready to force out, stabbing Xuanji's vital point.

The Heavenly Famous Sword was struck out, and it was like a star galloping lightning, and the wind was also swift.

Liu Feng took three steps on his feet, and immediately walked against the wind, and the Tianmen Sword followed suit.

Two peerless famous swords, both indestructible, fiercely exchanged blows under this night, and suddenly 'choked' a sound, the sound was deafening, like a boulder shattering, a mountain collapsing, or a rigid stone cracking, shocking all around.

For a while, the soldiers were full of sword shadows in front of them, and their ears were constantly ringing.

Who is strong, who is shocked?

What Duanmu Jing saw was that Liu Feng's sword was like lightning, and it seemed to be twice as strong as before, and the old man roared, and he also roared.

Seeing this, the old man clenched his teeth, gritted the handle of the sword fiercely, and pounced on his body.

If the sword can represent the rivers and lakes and the world's disputes, then the Tianmen Sword and the Tianming Sword represent the rivers and lakes of two people, the world of two people, and the disputes of two people.

One is Liu Feng's, and the other is the Faceless Old Man's.

With a sword in hand, it can achieve countless dreams, but it can also kill people, destroy all hopes, and make people fall into the abyss of despair.

The sword light and blood shadow, through the pain, sorrow and sorrow, after the prosperity, it is finally an empty sigh.

Every man has his own suffering.

Therefore, if the rivers and lakes have no blades, they will no longer be rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes with blades will never be peaceful.

Everyone knows that once you enter the rivers and lakes, even if you can't help yourself, you have to work hard to make yourself immortal.

Survival and survival are the foundation of every Jianghu person.

To do this, you have to make yourself strong, you have to be strong, you have to have perseverance, you have to have amazing endurance.

Therefore, Liu Feng never cried for disappointment, disappointment only made him stronger, therefore, in the high-pitched singing of the soldiers, in the sound of Duanmu Jing's piano, he violently shook the sword away, and the sword edge was ready to move forward, he actually picked off the mask of the faceless old man with a lightning speed, and even cut off the long hair on the old man's sideburns.

The faceless mask fell with the old man's white sideburns, halved in half in the night sky.

The old man immediately dodged his head as he did in the woods outside the village last time, and that time, after he confronted Liu Feng, the mask on his face was shattered from the bridge of his nose, and this time, not only was the mask shattered, but Liu Feng almost cut off half of his face.

A chill suddenly rose in his heart.

The singing and the sound of the piano all stopped at that time.

The soldiers all stood up, all drawn their swords and stood by.

Duanmu Jing frowned, and also threw down the yaoqin, and Huo Ran stood up.

I saw the old man turn his face sideways, make a light effort, and open up more and more.

Liu Feng chased after him quickly, he had never cared about himself, so when he saw the Heavenly Famous Sword in the faceless old man's hand, he didn't care where the sword came from, let alone take the Heavenly Famous Sword back and send it back to Shimen or Qingju Yuan.

At this moment, all Liu Feng was thinking about clearing the previous account, so he grabbed the faceless old man with a light skill, and the two looked at each other, and he finally saw the appearance under the mask.

An unfamiliar face, an unfamiliar sixty-year-old man, the old man's eyes are unfathomable, his eyes are shining, there is no clarity, only a brilliant anger, murderous spirit and vigilance. If he is old, his body and footwork are unusually vigorous, although his face is a little wrinkled and vicissitudes, but the complexion of his hands and neck is very fair, and his skin and flesh are extremely delicate and smooth.

It's just that there is a huge contrast between him and the previous skill, which makes Liu Feng surprised.

Liu Feng saw the faceless old man for the first time, and three chuckles had already come out of his mouth, staring at the unfamiliar face fiercely, and asked coldly: "One eyebrow! Zhu Youyou?"

The old man raised his head and stood proudly, his voice was strong, and he twisted his beard to answer: "Not bad!" suddenly glanced at Liu Feng, and said with great contempt: "You are not too stupid, you still have some eyesight!"

Liu Feng snorted coldly, his thoughts turned sharply, and he immediately searched for the person 'Zhu Youyou' in his mind, this person had mentioned his grandfather Tang Zhuangzong Li Cunxuan, if his grandfather was really alive, he would really not be a few years older than this person.

Thinking of this, Liu Feng's eyebrows stretched out, staring at the old man who called himself 'Zhu Youyou', and said, "It's you!"

The old man was cold and arrogant, and he was not surprised by Liu Feng's reaction, he took over the words and said, "It's me!"

Liu Feng's sword blade was handed forward, and he was angry: "I didn't expect you to be alive!"

Zhu Youyou also greeted Liu Feng with cold eyes, and said categorically and coldly: "The old man didn't expect that you, a little beast, would also live in the world. ”

Liu Feng waved his sword and took a step forward, and said coldly: "So along the way, you are sending people to kill me, okay, I, Liu Feng, have always been deceived by others, and I have always wanted to take revenge, this account, today, either I killed you, orβ€”β€”"

Zhu Youyou clenched the Heavenly Name Sword and intercepted the words: "It's you who die!" suddenly his body was in shape, and he rushed forward again.

In an instant, the two of them both jumped to a peak.

The old man landed on a tree, and used it as a cover to find an opportunity to pounce on Liu Feng, and Liu Feng jumped on a tree branch like him, and the two of them held their swords in their hands at the same time, looked at each other, and at the same time raised their palms and flew away.

The palms of each other confronted each other, causing Duanmu Jing and the soldiers of the Shence Army to hold their eyes and gaze intently.

Duanmu Jing's internal skills are still good, and her eyesight and ability to distinguish and hear are higher than ordinary people, so although she is standing farther away, it is not hindered, but after seeing her father collide with Liu Feng's palm, they both took a step back, and her father was wheezing very quickly at the moment.

She was anxious, and a complex emotion surged into her heart, and her face was in pain, as if she was struggling to hesitate whether to go up and help. After glancing at Liu Feng, she began to sweat coldly, and suddenly opened her eyes sideways, looking around the peak, as far as her eyes could see, expecting a miracle to appear.

Half a sound later, just as Duanmu Jing had just stepped under his feet and was about to jump up, a rapid wind suddenly sounded in the valley, and he saw four cold arrows piercing the sky and shooting the four soldiers of the Shence Army to the ground.

Without waiting for the soldiers to react, four more arrows were shot to kill, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people have been knocked down, and the remaining soldiers were about to find the source of the arrow, but three people jumped down in the air, two of them held long swords, and the swordsmanship was waved, which was his famous stunt 'Luoying Swordsmanship', which was the 'Luohe Shuangying' Tong Wuji and Yangguan among the four guards of Qingjuyuan;

The three of them jumped into the circle, and there were people around them pulling bows and crossbows, and the cold arrows continued to shoot through the air, which made the few dozens of soldiers of the Shence Army panic, and everyone took out their weapons to meet them.

For a time, the Shence army in the deep valley of Taiyi Mountain was also in chaos, and at this time, the person who pulled the bow and released the arrow walked out from behind a tree with a bow and crossbow, but it was the hope of Qingju Yuan, known as the god of archery.

This hope is the fourth of the four guards, with the title of "a hundred steps through the heart of the ghost is also frightened", each arrow is four arrows in a row, and he carries a large bamboo basket on his back, the basket can be loaded with hundreds of arrows, this time he is light and swift, his expression is calm, obviously out of the house, he is eager to protect the Lord all the year round, he has long been accustomed to walking in such a dress.

Walking behind him was Mrs. Li.

As soon as the two walked out a little, there were soldiers in twos and threes, rushing over, raising their knives and slashing at the two, Li Lao Taijun immediately waved the jade staff in his hand, the jade staff swung outward, and then turned around and walked sideways, and the jade staff hit the two soldiers left and right.

The other two were killed by Li Chaoyi, who suddenly jumped down, and Li Chao smiled back at the old Taijun and shouted, "Taijun, you have to be careful!" With that, he had already taken a few steps and killed the scattered Shence soldiers.

Her swordsmanship is fierce and fast, her momentum is terrifying, and the hair on her head has poured down and spread over her shoulders, obviously after going to Taiyi Mountain, in the past three days, she has been constantly fighting with people, and she has long been unable to comb it.

The hair is clear and dreamlike, adding a sense of immortal driving the fog.

Afterwards, someone pushed Li Shuangbai over, and everyone fought with the soldiers of the Shence Army, which made the scene in the deep valley even more chaotic, and in a moment the corpses were scattered or rolled down the slope.

Li Shuangbai is also very brave at this time, he controls the handle of the wheelchair with one hand, so that the wheelchair can operate flexibly under his hands, and the other hand holds the iron fan, the iron fan is a blade, slashing on all sides, dancing and windy, with angry teeth on his face, a posture of retribution, in the face of the Shence Army, as if hiding thousands of hatreds, he shot mercilessly, most of them are a slap to the throat and other key points, and a move kills him.

He sat upright on the chair, whenever a soldier stabbed with a sword, he used his upper body to dodge left and right or tilt his head and neck back to dodge the killing move, if he was attacked to the chest and abdomen, his arm Huo Ran blocked, with an iron fan to fight, and when the iron fan swept back, he would attack and take someone's life.

This technique is coherent and fast, and the use is skillful, Li Shuangbai is also very brave in this fight, and after many battles, the white robe on his body can also see a few blood stains, and the gold band that binds his hair is also slowly relaxed, making a few strands of hair dance in the air.