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Chapter 1 A knife from a thousand miles away

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It was raining heavily in the dark sky, and it was hazy at first glance

Most people hide at home and don’t go out anymore. Even if they are on the road, they will quickly find a hotel or a dilapidated temple to hide from the rain.

Yàn Feiyun is still trying hard to urge his beloved mount to gallop in the rain

His horse was a famous horse in Dayuan, and his whole body was covered in snow-white and had no hair. However, the horse was already out of breath now. It seemed that it had been a long time since he was on the way.

And its owner was not much better. Yàn Feiyun was soaked. The rain kept dripping from his head, flowing through his bloody eyes and a haggard face.

After a few days of running around, his handsome face was covered with stubble and his hair was scattered, and he was covered with the wind on his face.

Yàn Feiyun practiced martial arts at the age of six. When she debuted at the age of sixteen, she chose the deputy leader of the Black Hawk Gang, so she became famous in one battle.

In the next few years, he was a hero and righteous man, fighting all over the seven, north and sixty-three provinces, and was invincible. When he was in his twenties, people in the martial arts world already regarded him as one of the top ten masters in the martial arts world.

The so-called beauty loves heroes. He got married at the age of 28. The bride is a famous beauty in the martial arts world. Murong mèi'er, an 18-year-old lady from the Murong family.

That year, he became the object of envy of everyone in the world, and was very skilled in martial arts and handsome. Now he has also married the great beauties of the Murong family. God treats Yàn Feiyun too much, right?

Time flies, Yàn Feiyun and Murong Mèi'er have been married for three years, and are recognized as a loving couple in the world.

The two of them live in the Yàn Yun Village established by Yàn Feiyun. Yàn Feiyun gradually faded out of the world. Apart from some major events, they no longer work hard on the world.

Who is the sacred person who made Yàn Feiyun chase after him in the rain today?

A flash of lightning suddenly cut through the dark sky and illuminated the earth. Yàn Feiyun took the opportunity to open his eyes wide and saw two fast horses running not far ahead.

Yàn Feiyun gritted his teeth. Since the target was in front, he immediately grabbed the horse's belly with his legs. The horse under his crotch also understood the owner's intentions, and ran towards the two horses in front like an arrow.

The distance between the three of them is getting closer and closer. At this time, Yàn Feiyun has already seen the two riders in front of him as a man and a woman, who is the object he has been chasing from thousands of miles away.

He rode his horse hard and could see the clothes of the men and women in front of him clearly in less than a while.

The man was dressed in black, and his cloak was embroidered with a lifelike white tiger, looking extremely majestic

The woman was wearing a fox fur cloak and vaguely saw her graceful figure. She had no good vision in the wind and rain but did not damage her charming charm at all.

Yàn Feiyun suddenly roared and jumped up from the horse's back. The sword in his hand had already taken

His move fell from the sky, and his sword pointed directly at the back of the man in black.

Seeing that if the man in black could not dodge, he would be penetrated by the sharp sword, the man in black turned around and stood on the running horse's back.

The man in black pointed a ghost-headed knife in his hand and looked at Yàn Feiyun's sword to meet him. He could only hear a series of swords and swords ringing in this wilderness. The two of them were in the air and the other stepped on the horse's back. They had a lot of fun fighting.

Although Yàn Feiyun had no place to settle down, he not only did not lose, but also gained the upper hand. Each sword attacked the man in black in a mess.

A blood flower suddenly flew in the air. It turned out that the man in black had been hit by the sword.

While the two were fighting for a long time, three fast horses actually arrived at a cliff. The woman resolutely pulled the horse, and the horse stopped after a series of neighing sounds.

The man in black couldn't stop his horse and fell off the cliff amidst the sarcasm.

The man in black shouted violently, and his legs bounced on the horse's back. His whole person flew up from the horse's back and landed peacefully on the edge of the cliff.

Yàn Feiyun did not take the opportunity to kill him, but just returned from the air and stared at the man in black with a torch.

At the same time, the woman stared at the two men fighting to the death in front of her, who were fighting to the death.

These three people with countless grudges and hatreds stare at each other on the edge of this cliff.

The woman is about her early twenties and is extremely beautiful. Her beautiful eyes seem to be charming. With her delicate figure, she is indeed a great person.

Yàn Feiyun said to the man in black with his eyes blazing fire: Wu Xiaotian! As my brother, you actually kidnapped my beloved wife while I was going out to chase the flower-picking thief! I treated you as my biological brother and saved you many times in times of danger!

It turns out that the man in black is Yàn Feiyun's sworn brother, Jade-faced tiger Wu Xiaotian

Wu Xiaotian's face is like a jade crown and his sword eyebrows are in the clouds. He really lives up to the nickname "The Jade-faced Tiger"

He didn't say anything at this time, but he just slashed at Yàn Feiyun head-on with a serious face. Yàn Feiyun waved his sword lightly to block Wu Xiaotian's attack, and stabbed him three times in a row.

Wu Xiaotian's martial arts skills are still far from Yàn Feiyun. Although he immediately returned to block all three swords, he was already in a hurry and in a mess.

Seeing that Wu Xiaotian had no chance of winning, Yàn Feiyun could be said to be sure to win.

At this moment, Murong mèi'er, who was watching the game, suddenly shouted: Yàn Feiyun!

At the same time, he pulled hard and opened his clothes, revealing his white breasts: If you want to kill, kill me! Use your sword to stab me in the heart!

Yàn Feiyun was shocked when he heard this, and stopped the sword move that attacked Wu Xiaotian.

Murong mèi'er continued to say loudly: Yàn Feiyun! Tell you, no one kidnapped mèi'er at all! I was willing to leave with Xiaotian!

Yàn Feiyun stared at his wife with disbelief. He never dreamed that Murong mèi'er had voluntarily elopement with Wu Xiaotian. The psychological impact on him was really unparalleled.

He couldn't help but ask: Why is this? Could it be that I'm not good to you?

Murong Mèi'er suddenly spat, and it was really different from her usual elegant behavior of a daughter of a prominent martial arts clan: OK? What's the best? On the second day of our wedding, you hurried to the desert, saying that you would go to the chivalrous and righteousness and pursue some thieves! Just throwing Mèi'er at home alone is this good for Mèi'er?

Yàn Feiyun was stunned for a moment: Eliminating harm to the people is the duty of our martial arts generations... Later, I also tried my best to stay in Yàn Yunzhai to accompany you!

Murong mèi'er said with anger: Try to stay at home with me? Do you still remember when Mèi'er was so sick a year ago, where were you? At that time, you were not by Mèi'er's side at all! Aren't you still acting your hero outside, relying on his righteousness?

Yàn Feiyun's mouth was stuffed: That...that's because the ever-changing gods at that time were harmful to the world! He slaughtered countless knights in the Jiangnan area by him with his poisonous hands. Husband, I was forced to bear the pain and went away when you were sick.

Murong mèi'er shook her head repeatedly: It's Ah! My husband is a man with noble sentiment! He is a great hero who takes the world as his responsibility! But... what he needs is just a man who is kind to me and can stay by my side, and will not run away when I need him!

Her words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Yàn Feiyun. The impact on him was really unprecedented, and she fell into a state of shock.

Wu Xiaotian watched coldly, and saw that this was a good opportunity to attack. He walked quietly behind Yàn Feiyun, and stabbed him in the back while he was unconscious.

If it were normal times, Yàn Feiyun could naturally dodge easily, but now he is just a fool at the mercy of slaughter.

Seeing that Yàn Feiyun was about to be penetrated by a knife, Murong mèi'er suddenly shouted: Feiyun, be careful!

This shout made Yàn Feiyun escape

He knew that the situation was not good as soon as he heard it, so he immediately moved to the left and narrowly avoided the heart-piercing disaster, but his back was stabbed so hard that his flesh and blood were flying everywhere. He was seriously injured

Wu Xiaotian was afraid that Yàn Feiyun would fight back after being seriously injured. After succeeding with one knife, he would quickly retreat.

Murong mèi'er's pretty face and beautiful breasts, standing not far from Yàn Feiyun, was covered with blood splashing everywhere. There were a little blood on her snow-white breasts, and a little more weird beauty.

Wu Xiaotian asked Murong mèi'er in confusion: mèi'er, how did you warn him?

Murong mèi'er's eyes were full of tears: Brother Tian, ​​he had a husband-wife relationship with mèi'er after all... No matter what we said today, we also let him down, and you and him are sworn brothers... You can't kill your righteous brother Ah!

Wu Xiaotian said ruthlessly: mèi, let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles! Today we must not let him leave alive! Otherwise, as long as he recovers from his injuries, we will definitely not be his opponent!

Murong mèi'er shook her head repeatedly: Brother Tian, ​​no! mèi'er won't allow you to kill Feiyun!

Wu Xiaotian said with a calm face: mèi, we have no choice. Today either he dies or I die!

The seriously injured Yàn Feiyun suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly: Hahaha...Yàn will not beg for mercy on both of you, and Yàn's despicable life will be decided by Yàn himself!

After saying this, Yàn Feiyun jumped from his body to the cliff. Murong mèi'er was so beautiful that she wanted to stop him but it was too late.

She ran to the edge of the cliff, opened her eyes and saw that the flying clouds had disappeared in the clouds and mist, and it seemed that she had fallen under the cliff and had no bones left.

Murong mèi'er couldn't help but cry like rain, kneeled down on the edge of the cliff, and in an instant, her short and happy day of her newly married Yàn Feiyun came to her heart.

Wu Xiaotian was secretly happy when he saw his brother committing suicide, but he didn't show any joy on his face.

He walked over and hugged Murong mèi'er, and whispered gently in her ear: mèi'er, this is his own choice. This matter has been over. We both can live a happy and stable life from now on.

At this time, the horse that was left on the cliff suddenly cried a few times, and then ran towards the cliff. Amid Murong mèi's screams, the horse also fell off the cliff with the steps of its master, committing suicide to the master.

Murong mèi'er looked at the cliff in a daze and whispered the name of the horse: Ziyun Ah Ziyun, you should accompany Feiyun under the nine springs!

The rain was getting heavier, and God seemed to be crying for the man and horse who had just passed away...

Time flies, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye

The blood left by Feiyun on the nameless cliff had been washed away by the rain, and Murong mèi'er's tears naturally dried up.

The so-called "When people go, the tea is cold. Since Yàn Feiyun falls into the cliff, there has been no such figure as him in the world. His ranking among the top ten masters was replaced by his brother Yu-faced tiger Wu Xiaotian.

Since Yàn Feiyun is no longer in the world, Wu Xiaotian no longer has any concerns, so he went back to Yàn Yunzhai with Murong mèi'er and changed it to Feihu Castle.

With the assistance of Murong mèi'er, Wu Xiaotian found Yàn Feiyun's martial arts secret. After he practiced in seclusion for a year, his martial arts made rapid progress, which was different from that day.

After he achieved great martial arts, he became famous for his righteous brother who was killed by him, and defeated many famous masters in a row.

The phoenix in the martial arts world immediately cheered and recommended him to be one of the top ten masters. Since his martial arts skills are indeed very powerful, other respected martial arts seniors have no objections, so his existing hunchback became the top ten martial arts masters Wu Xiaotian, the Jade-faced Tiger Wu Xiaotian, who was in the limelight for a while.

Wu Xiaotian is an ambitious man. He took the opportunity to rely on his fame to attract talents and quickly expanded his power. Many Green Forest heroes heard of his reputation and defected to him, making him a martial arts hero who dominated the country.

There are five top masters under him, each with their own amazing arts. People in the world call the five of them the Five Tiger Generals collectively

These five people are domineering in the world with their martial arts and Wu Xiaotian's power. As long as they make money, they will snatch them, bringing huge profits to the Flying Tiger Fortress.

Winter goes and spring comes. The spring in Jiangnan is warm. After several months of cold winter, the people can finally put away their cotton coats and pants and put on light spring clothes.

Spring is Lin Baiwei's favorite season. He woke up today when the Chen Dynasty was around. Not only did he wake up, but the giant thing between his legs was also standing up.

He is already in his fifties, but his heroic spirit is still there. Lin Buwei is indeed very proud of this.

He lay on the bed and looked at the golden spear placed beside the bed. The red tassels of the golden spear had faded, but they still emitted a murderous aura.

This golden spear once accompanied him to fight all over the country, stabbed countless martial arts masters, and won him a seat as one of the top ten martial arts masters.

Although he is now highly respected and does not need to use a knife or a gun at any time, the words "The gun is inseparable from his teacher's teachings are still firmly engraved in his heart, so he has always put his famous weapon, the golden gun, in his reach.

He turned around and looked at the youthful and lovely body of his concubine Xiuling sleeping beside him. She was eighteen years old. She bought it from Zuiyuelou in the city for 1,000 taels of silver.

Lin Buwei looked at Xiuling's delicate face, small breasts, tightly pressed against her legs, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He had just enjoyed this little beauty last night, but now after seeing her crystal clear jade body, a heat surged from his lower body again, and the giant thing between his legs was as hard as his famous weapon.

He reached out his hand to grab Xiuling's breasts and gently kneaded them. Xiuling, who was sleeping, was naturally awakened by him, and immediately said coquettishly: Master, you are going to bully Xiuling again~~ This sound made Lin Baiwei fascinated and pinched even harder: Little baby, who told you to be so charming? Otherwise, the master wouldn't have fought with you for three hundred rounds every night!

Xiu Ling replied indifferently: I hate... Every time I tossed Xiu Ling to the point where half of my life was left, Xiu Ling would get up before dawn. Since she followed the master, she could only get up at noon.

Lin Buewei laughed loudly when he heard this: Our Lin family didn’t ask you to do any work, why did you get up so early? Why would you serve the master in the morning!

After saying that, he turned over and lay on Xiuling.

Xiuling immediately found a hard object pressing between her legs. The hot feeling made the little girl who had just experienced the first time to experience the situation and felt a burst of emptiness.

Although she was moved, the training in Zuiyue Tower made her realize that she had to accept it but refused, so she tried to twist her body to avoid the giant thing, and at the same time continued to speak in a coquettish voice: Master, you bad guy... you bully Xiuling...

It would be fine if she didn't call her, but after she called her like this, Lin Buwei wanted to bully her even more

Lin Buwei smiled and spread her legs apart, then he directly attacked her vital points. Xiuling's coquettish voice turned into a panting sound after being captured.

Although Lin Buewei is over fifty years old, he is one of the top ten martial arts masters. His muscles are extremely strong and his back is strong. Every impact brings a great feeling to Xiuling.

As his wide chest and Xiuling's tender breasts kept rubbing, Xiuling's nipples were also stimulated to stand up.

Lin Baiwei looked at the girl who was as beautiful as a flower under her body. The giant thing under her crotch was also tightly clamped. She couldn't help but act fiercely, and the movements of one after another made the big bed shaking continuously.

Under his attack like a tiger, Xiuling could only cover her mouth with her hands shyly, trying her best not to let herself moan too shyly

Just as the two were about to reach the peak of paradise, Lin Buwei suddenly heard a squatter

If the usual fighting sounds would not affect his elegant pleasure, but this time he felt a murderous aura surged in, and even the golden spear that accompanied him for many years made a sound of roaring.

He frowned, his muscles were jumping tightly, and the thrusting stopped

Xiuling, who had just tasted the sweetness, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: Master, can you just let your disciples deal with it? Let's continue!

Lin Buwei pushed Xiuling away with a serious look on his face, and then pulled the giant object out of her body: Little baby, be good! The master will come back after he handled the matter.

Seeing the shimmer ejaculation in his eyes, Xiuling, who had been growing up in Zuiyue Tower since childhood, knew that things were unusual and no longer bothered her.

Lin Buwei hurriedly put on a robe, picked up the golden spear and rushed out of the martial arts training ground of the mansion.

As soon as he arrived, he saw a group of his disciples carrying weapons and facing a man in white.

This man is tall, about five feet eight or nine, about twenty years old, wearing a knee-length white robe, with a handsome face as white as jade. He is actually a handsome boy.

He tied his long hair behind him, fluttering with the breeze, making him look more elegant and elegant

But although others are handsome, they have a cold face, and an invisible murderous aura penetrates the hearts of people, making people feel chilled

Lin Buwei is an old man. He was shocked by the appearance of this young man in white and noticed a three-foot-long steel knife in his hand.

Lin Baiwei was shocked when he saw this long sword. The so-called "one inch long and one inch long and one inch short and one inch dangerous". Generally, people who use particularly long and most likely extremely short weapons in the world must have outstanding features, otherwise they would not have chosen these difficult weapons.

Lin Buwei cleared his throat and asked loudly: What's the point of doing this little brother?

At this time, one of the children walked to him and whispered in his ear: Master, this person named him and said he wanted to challenge you!

As one of the top ten martial arts masters, Lin Buewei has come to challenge him first, but it is usually handled by his disciples.

This time it seems that the young man in white has defeated some of his disciples, so a group of disciples surrounded the young man.

The boy in white stared at Lin Baiwei coldly, his dark pupils were so deep that it seemed as if he could suck all the souls in it.

He spoke, and his tone was also cold: Miyamoto Eki, who was from Fusang, practiced martial arts since childhood. He lived for martial arts for a long time for martial arts, so he came to learn about the martial arts of Middle-earth.

Although he was kind enough, his meaning was very obvious, and he was here to challenge him.

Lin Buewei knew from the murderous aura of Miyamoto's body that this young man was definitely a top expert. Although he was young, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all.

Lin Baiwei stole his horse, held the gun in both hands, and slowly pointed the tip of the gun at Miyamoto Ying: Since you have come to the Central Plains thousands of miles for martial arts, I will not disappoint you!

Facing this visitor from Fusang, he no longer called the other party a little brother, but used a more respectful title.

Miyamoto also held the handle of the knife in both hands and slowly raised the long sword over his head: Lin Buwei, the golden spear, please give me advice!

In an instant, the two of them were surrounded by a strong murderous aura.

Lin Buewei's disciples all felt a chill and couldn't help but retreat, leaving a piece of the martial arts training ground for these two peerless masters.

After the two of them made an attacking posture, they stopped moving, staring at their opponents with lightning. As long as any person showed a slight flaw, the other person's weapon would take action immediately.

For a moment, neither of them found each other's weakness

Lin Buwei thought to himself: You, an American, raised your hands high and exhausted more than me. Even if we are in a stalemate, your physical strength will be consumed faster than me. As long as you shake it slightly, you will be shot through the heart with a shot!

Who knew that after a long time, Miyamoto Ei still didn't even blink, and the sharp samurai sword continued to emit a cold light on his head.

Lin Buewei's wishful thinking could not be made, so he had to calm down and continue to wait patiently

At this moment, the morning sun gradually rose

Since Lin Buewei was facing the sun, he began to feel a little dazzling and couldn't help blinking. However, Miyamoto took such a snap of his fingers and took a move.

After blinking, Lin Buwei found that Miyamoto had already jumped over him, holding a knife in both hands and slashed his sky spirit cover.

The Golden Spear is also a top-notch player. The Golden Spear is immediately stabbed towards the samurai sword.

Since Miyamoto's head was falling from the sky, Lin Buwei raised his head and made a move and suddenly saw the breasts and slightly raised chests in his open white clothes. The experienced Lin Buwei immediately realized that Miyamoto was a girl rather than a teenager.

It was time to say that the two had already confronted their weapons

Lin Buwei's apprentices who stood closest were suddenly spurted with blood. Everyone looked at the battle in front of them in horror. Lin Buwei was actually split into two pieces by Miyamoto Ying with his gun!