Chapter Seventy-Eight: Bloody Killing
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Fang Yu herself has some martial arts skills, and she is not afraid of the roof made of tiles, the purple-clothed girl withdrew her sword when she heard this, and with the momentum, her body swirled slightly in mid-air, and then landed, light and silent, showing her exquisite body skills.
She returned the sword into the sheath, and Fang Yu greeted her, happily grabbed her left hand and said, "Yueyi, it's great for you to come back, I'm almost bored to death alone." β
But seeing that this purple-clothed girl was twenty-eight years old, about five feet tall, wearing a light brocade purple skirt, the skirt was embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the brocade light yellow belt was tied around the waist.
Her face is not powdered, willow eyebrows, clear eyes, Qiong nose cherry lips melon seed face, beautiful and lovely, expressionless on the face, a faint sense of alienation and indifference with people, when Fang Yu held her hand, there was a trace of joy, and then disappeared.
"Martial arts. Her words are as succinct as she is when she draws a sword.
Fang Yu's little face fell, her martial arts practice was three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, with her out-of-the-box temperament, she couldn't stand that kind of boredom at all.
Her eyes rolled wildly, but she didn't pick up the topic, but said to Su Fu: "Su Fu, come here." β
Su Fu secretly observed the purple-clothed girl, and the latter also looked at Su Fu lightly, all of them were awe-inspiring, Su Fu knew that his comprehension of kendo was probably not so female.
Looking at the surrounding martial artists with awe, they knew that this female martial arts cultivation was definitely not weak, and this age was really shocking.
Su Fu walked a few steps, stood still in front of the two of them, hugged his fists and said lightly: "Su Fu, haven't you asked?"
"Miyazuki ......"
The purple-clothed girl looked at Fang Yu with a puzzled gaze, and the latter smiled knowingly and said, "This is my new personal guard, martial arts, barely good ......."
"Miss, if there is nothing to do, I will retire first. Su Fu could feel Gong Yueyi's fighting intent, but it was not appropriate to do anything with him here and now, so he had to go back first.
"Of course there is something, hum! Since you are here, I am going to find that Xun Lin Xue shame, so the three of us will go, lest that fool say that we are bullying more and less,"
Fang Yu turned to the surrounding martial artists and ordered, "You wait until you go back and stand by." β
Hearing this, these martial artists were secretly relieved, and Xun Lin was the only son of the local Taishou Xun Qianyan. This person's personality is also domineering, and Fang Yu is a needle to Maimang.
A few years ago, that Xun Lin found a few 'personal guards' from nowhere, and his martial arts cultivation was really not weak, and he defeated eleven martial artists under Fang Yu in a row, and then they beat five of them one by one, beating the remaining martial artists to cry and cry for their mother, losing Fang Yu's face.
Since then, Fang Yu has begun to forcibly recruit martial artists, whether he wants to or not, he will first tie them up and go home before talking about anything else. She has a strong nature, and she is a martial artist to fight, but she is reluctant to call the monks in the mansion.
Two years ago, Gong Yueyi and another wandering martial artist came to Fangfu, and was immediately promoted by her to be a 'personal guard', that time she brought the newly accepted 'personal guard' and a group of martial artists to challenge again, but failed miserably twice, that 'personal guard' turned out to be a dead brain, defeated and died, and died on the spot.
Because of this, Fang Yu's love was low for a whole year, not only because of the failure of the challenge, but also because of the martial artist's behavior that touched her a lot, in the process, Gong Yueyi never left, and the two gradually became good friends.
And Gong Yueyi is actually a disciple of an old man of the Fang family, and it was her master who introduced her to this place, and everyone in the house knows about this matter, because no one regards her as a subordinate, and this time she left with her master.
Because of Gong Yueyi's departure, Fang Yu had the idea of continuing to recruit 'personal guards', and that dialect had a chance to become the master, but unfortunately his three places were never filled.
Some of the surrounding martial artists are 'elders' who have experienced a fiasco, and when they heard that they don't have to go, they are naturally secretly relieved, the dignity of martial arts is compared with their own lives, for them, it is naturally their own lives, Qingzhou rarely sees such extreme martial artists, and the truly talented martial artists have become monks, and there are very few real martial artists.
Second, the unbridgeable gap between martial artists and monks, several sects are desperate, it is difficult to form a martial artist's self-style, in the eyes of the real world, martial arts is a profession, a profession that can barely satisfy the stomach.
Defeat is death, in the eyes of many people, is just a joke.
Su Fu didn't know what was going on, although he resisted, he had no choice but to follow the line, the three of them went out of Fang's Mansion and came to the Taishou Mansion next door, but Fang Yu suddenly turned to Su Fu and asked, "Hey, you shouldn't have that kind of problem?"
"You're the one who has the problem. β
Su Fu glanced at her angrily, and replied: "I have a word first, only to protect your safety, and the rest has nothing to do with me." β
Fang Yu smiled abnormally and said: "You don't make a move, you have to make a move yourself, I will always bump and bump during the competition, you can't always take care of me, isn't this two against one? It seems unfair, and you are so cheeky, you will definitely not commit suicide if you lose......"
"Suicide?"
Su Fu frowned slightly and said, "Life is so precious, how can you give up easily." Besides, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and if everyone loses and commits suicide, how many martial artists are left in the real world?"
Without waiting for Fang Yu to react, he said: "It's okay to let me make a move, after I go back, you have to solve a few questions for me, if you should ......."
Fang Yu waved his hand and said generously: "What's so difficult about this, I will answer you, if I get the field back later, I will have another reward, and I will teach you to be satisfied." β
Yan Fu asked: "What is the 'soldier'?"
"There is a slang saying in my hometown, which means to encourage people not to give up easily......" Su Fu replied satisfactorily and said a few words casually.
Gong Yueyi looked at Su Fu, her eyes flashed with brilliance, Fang Yu had never been so accommodating to anyone, Fang Yu in the past, if she didn't follow her wishes, she would definitely think of a way to make you comply, there was no compromise, it was to make her feel a little curious.
The three of them resumed, and the faΓ§ade of the Taishou Mansion was much more majestic, after all, it was an official sent by the imperial court, and the members of the three products were not as old as the 'Xuanfu', and it contained a connotation, but it had a different meaning.
I saw that the courtyard of the house, sitting in the north and facing south, the door was newly painted, the black tiles on the top were lined up, extending to the top of the eaves, and there were two giant horns protruding, so that it added a tall majesty.
When the three of them came to the door, it was a square platform, and two rows of silver-armored guards with swords were standing, all with solemn indifference.
"Who's coming?"
As the three of them arrived, two silver-armored guards came up to block them, one of them was a little unusual in color, probably his collar, he was strong and burly, and his voice was full of anger, so that people did not dare to underestimate him.
Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "You don't even recognize me Fang Yu, you are still the first person in Golden Scale City who dares to shout at me." β
Seeing that the guard was unmoved, Fu Jiao shouted: "Get out of the way for me, otherwise don't blame me for lifting your Taishou Mansion." β
As soon as these words came out, the two rows of silver-armored guards pulled out the big ring knife with a bang, and then surrounded the three of them without leaking, and their movements were well-trained, which was by no means comparable to ordinary soldiers.
Su Fu's heart moved, the momentum of this group of silver-armored guards was faintly connected, with this leader as the center, combined, I am afraid that it will burst out with more powerful force, this is what soldiers often say about bloody killing?
However, the mind was separated by a trace, connected with the soul flag, introduced the external scenes one by one, and retransmitted: "Zilong can have a harvest?"
Then a voice came: "My lord, it still needs to be verified, the soldiers here are brave." β
"If you are too guarded by the important land, all the idle people will retreat, and if you dare to stay any longer, you will be told to wait for the corpse here. β
The collar did not show any face, his voice was cold, and his body faintly exuded an ominous aura.
Fang Yu was furious, her cultivation was the weakest, but she couldn't sense the doorway here, but she coldly ordered: "Kill with me, I want to see who dares to stop me today." β
Su Fu was about to try them for two pounds, so as to give Zhao Yun an example for reference, but Gong Yueyi had already drawn his sword in his hand, his wrist turned like a beautiful jade, his body danced like a colorful butterfly, and a colorful afterimage flashed in the air, but everywhere he went, those silver-armored guards screamed and were bounced away, which contained incredible power.
The guard collar frowned slightly, pulled out the big ring knife in his hand, and pointed at Gong Yueyi from afar, Su Fu saw a faint blood qi slowly overflowing from those silver armor guards, submerged into the big ring knife, and then the big ring knife overflowed red.
It didn't stop, but seeing that the sky was filled with the red rays of the big ring knife, and then a giant python was faintly formed, Su Fu's spiritual sense, these silver armor guards were connected with each other, although there was no slightest rule in the position, but there was a sense of suffocation that made people's hearts palpitate.
"Lord, they are all crawling through the sea of corpse mountains and blood, it is not surprising that they have this might, but the battle formation is really rough, and Zilong is sure to break through their formation within two rounds. β
At this moment, Zhao Yun suddenly transmitted the sound to Su Fu's mind, and then passed out the method of breaking the formation, but in a moment, the collar moved, his body moved, and the giant python roared silently, and his subordinates were not idle, they all roared and pounced on Gong Yueyi, obviously intending to destroy them one by one, and the momentum was terrifying.
Gong Yueyi suddenly felt a surge of blood and qi in her brain, and then felt that her body was heavy and weak.
"This is the breath of blood, remember to keep your heart. β
Su Fu's voice came from her ears, her heart was cold, and she was clear, her cold and delicate voice attached a little internal qi to the sound, and she broke away from some restraints, and the long sword re-rung, blocking the big ring knife, only to feel that the hand holding the sword suddenly sank, and a huge force pressed down.
"K-"
After the sound of metal clashing, there was a muffled sound, and the rock under her could not withstand the huge force, so it was deeply imprinted, and she lost her lotus feet.
Fang Yu was by Su Fu's side, with him in his way, he didn't feel any discomfort, but instinctively felt that the silver-armored guard was a little terrifying, and seeing that Gong Yueyi was in danger, he said to Su Fu: "Go and help Yueyi......"
Su Fu shook and said, "Don't worry, she's not so weak." β
Before the words fell, I saw Gong Yueyi pushing open the big knife hard, and her body danced like a colorful butterfly, flickering left and right that made it impossible to distinguish, and there was a scream in a moment.