Among all the masters, Lu Biejia, Tan Jianhu, Mu Yunse and others were all injured; although the Shuiyue Sect retained its combat power, the woman could not hold her red eyes... Looking around at the scene, no one could fight against the demon sword.
Wei Wuyin's face was cold and her eyebrows were still, and she secretly raised her internal energy. Unexpectedly, there was no drop in her dantian, and she felt as if she was frozen.This palace’s unique skills are really amazing!The old man smiled helplessly and took a lot of effort to gather a trace of inner breath. His true energy was empty and there was nothing, which was only better than ordinary women and children.
He gritted his teeth, sweat dripped from the tip of his eyebrows, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and murmured: You... If there is a spirit in the sky, don't just be a free god, just praise me for the power of a blow.After this guy comes to you, I'll come to find you!With the cohesion, a slight flash of eyes appeared in front of me, and a few young faces were singing and drinking wildly and flying in pleasure. I could still see the silent Tang Shiqi, but many people could no longer remember the names...
Since you are in this world, you will not ask about sorrow and honor; wherever the dust is over, you will still be alive even if you die!
(Is it... who is it? Who is singing this song?)
The old man looked around in a daze, and the generous songs that only he could hear rose and fall, like enchantments, and could not linger in his ears. After a while, he remembered the night thirty years ago. Whether it was the heresy of the heresy of the Qixuan and Baye, or the Qigong Tianmen in the Orthodox Church, which had always been difficult to withstand, everyone gave up their prejudices and united, raised their glasses together before moving forward, and drank the last cup of life in order to save the people of the East Realm under the ravage of the demon sword...
After doing this, the Ming Dynasty will be heroes regardless of life or death!
right!The hero of this world is to let people hang upside down and sacrifice their lives!
After drinking, I threw the cup, and in the crisp sound of broken porcelain, I don’t know who started singing this song first.The low singing sounds dyed the hair like frost, slowly invading, and a tragic sensation crushed the vicissitudes; when they came to their senses, everyone had already followed the concerted voices, and the tone of the dead still lived in the wind, just like the swaying fireworks.
(Is it him... the beginning? Even at this time, the only one who wants to show off is that guy.)
Wei Wuyin shook his head, with a bitter smile with a hint of disdain, as if he was about to shake the lingering sound away.However, even such a difficult sword demon Chu Xinglie was eventually buried with the demon sword in the deep valley; but he was the only one who survived the fierce demon sword war.
Sarcastic Ah!The old man raised his head and let his hair blow the wind, shaking his head off grayish white.
--If the dead are heroes, then what is the surviving one...?
--What changes have happened in the world in the thirty years when you died and left me alone?
--Where the dust is over, even if you die... For thirty years, have the living people scattered the demon dust and appeased the world, or are they still confused and forget the generous and sad song of leaving that night?
--Why should I keep me, why should I take away my youth and teach this aging body to face the rebirth of the demon sword?
(Say Ah! You...you cowards who die easily! Let me...you explain it clearly to me!)
The old zither demon became furious, and his tired body seemed to be responding to this nameless anger. He bit his tongue and an inexplicable force suddenly emerged, and sharp light burst out from his confused and exhausted eyes. At the same time, Lu Yanqing, wrapped in bandages, jumped up, like a shattered earth mother's arrow, flying and swinging his sword!
Since You Ning appeared, the corpse owner's movements have never been so swift!Everyone felt the white shadow swaying, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Wei Wuyin. No one could see where he came from, let alone take action.Wei Wuyin bit a hint of red on his lips, but he held his red eyes behind his left flank, and narrowed his eyes!With a sound of wind power, he was about to split his forehead-
Even if you read through the boxing scriptures and swords of all schools in the world, you can't find a way to block the knife.The demon sword seemed to have unexpectedly expected that a master like Qin Demon would actually match him with his head. Lu Yanqing's sword swayed slightly, and Lan Feng's broad sword with a green demon ray flashed across Wei Wuyin's left shoulder, pulling out a long hole, splitting the wound across the neck, and blood shot out!
Master!
Mu Yun's eyes roared, and his hands and feet rushed forward, regretting that they were too far apart and could not save them.
Seeing that the two of them were about to intersect in the field, Wei Wuyin suddenly looked up and almost sneered: Monster!Can you tell that heroes will never die easily?Before the speech ended, a rippling red light flew out from the bottom of the sleeve, from bottom to top, pressing against Lu Yanqing's right rib to his left shoulder, and the blade almost hooked into the collarbone of the neck!
Lu Yanqing Bang!He hit his chest with a palm, and took the force back and forth in time. He pushed his way out as fast as a leech, dragging the Lan Feng sword away; his feet changed continuously without any dragging, and disappeared at the other end of the night between several ups and downs.
(Escape... Escape? Did the Demon Sword actually escape?)
Wei Wuyin was beaten to the point where he fell into the mud on the rainy ground. He pushed his wrist and got up as soon as he touched the ground. He barely stood firm with a red eye knife, sweeping his sharp eyes everywhere, and saw red stains on the ground, like varnish, winding along the road to the distance.What's strange is that the blood is not connected, but splashes into the ground, six or seven feet apart, as if someone deliberately carried a bucket and poured blood on the ground every three or five steps. It was very strange.
He just slashed and originally planned to cut Lu Yanqing's head diagonally, so that the demon sword could not move. Unexpectedly, the demon sword's move suddenly accelerated, exceeding the original observation and calculation, and then it was lost.However, the blade cut across the entire upper body after all, and even if the flesh is not deep, the amount of bleeding is not general; unless Lu Yanqing's body movement is almost at a certain level, the one left on the ground should be a blood line, rather than a blood ball that is seven feet away in one step.
A gust of rain blew, and the demon of the piano trembled slightly, and the whole body became cold, and suddenly he woke up.
(With such a fast light skill, you don’t have to chase it anymore if you don’t chase it.)
The pain on the shoulders was already numb, and the sudden dizziness during thinking reminded the old man that he was also seriously injured.Wei Wuyin calmed down, tore off her clothes and bit her teeth, wrapped the wound on her left shoulder with one hand, carried the red-eyed demon sword, and ran into the rain following the blood.
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The Sword Palace is the best light skills in the world. Everyone's eyelashes instantly, the demon sword and piano demons disappeared, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Mu Yunse has heavy external injuries, and Yao'er seems to be unfamiliar with martial arts, so she can only rely on the Lushui Qinmo Wei Wuyin shocked the audience's extraordinary martial arts. Once the Qinmo left, the two of them lost their backing.
Su Yansheng was so brave that he pulled out the sword of someone else with a clang. When the Taoist priests saw his eyes, they immediately realized the hearts. There was a burst of gold and iron clashing on both sides. More than ten long swords that had been sheathed for a long time came out in unison, scattering into a huge circle, surrounding Mu and Yao.
Mu Yunse was eager to chase the master, but when she moved, she realized that her waist and legs were injured, and she was unable to move. She whirled a few times under her sleeves. When Tongtian pointed at her sword, she clicked two young Taoist priests casually. Yu Guang saw several people sneaking into the mule cart and laughed furiously: He is bullying the weak, you... you are really making progress!He buckled his fingers and flicked, and several wisps of gray smoke whizzed out of his hands, running through the rain curtain. The Taoist sects fell to the ground with his knees bent, his body was soft and numb, and he still couldn't struggle for a moment.
No...not good!Little beast uses poison!One of them shouted.
The companions hurriedly came to see: What's going on?
The man hummed JīJī: Ouch!He was full of energy... Could it be that he was extremely poisonous to have blood-sealed throat?He turned him around a few turns, and saw a mass of mud stains at the bend of his knee, which was getting dimmer by the rain. He realized that it was not a locust stone or a money dart, but a piece of broken soil everywhere. He was so scared that no one dared to step further.
Su Yansheng bullied him to fight against the crowd and distracted both ends. Suddenly, he used a secret palm and hit two fellow disciples to pounce forward. The Tianmen tribes instantly squeezed into a ball and rushed to Mu Yunse's body.
Mu Yunse was trapped in a heavy siege, sweeping away three or four long swords, tripping and moving one away, and the rest of his body was exhausted; Su Yansheng took a step forward, took the opportunity to snatch his arms between his arms, reversed the hilt, and hit the Qimen acupoint under his breast.Mu Yunse couldn't turn his true energy and he was relieved. He just stopped and several long swords were stalked around his neck, and the mule cart also fell into the hands of the crowd.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of contempt and anger.
It's so easy to plot, Master Su!
Military arts and martial arts are the same destination.Su Yansheng smiled faintly and stroked his long hair: I heard that Jianqi Palace is an ancient imperial vein in the East Realm, and most of his subordinates are blood descendants of emperors and generals... Why, Mu Sixia doesn't even understand such a simple truth?Mu Yunse spat and sneered.
Suddenly, a fat Taoist man next to the mule cart sat down with his legs covering his body, and a dagger was inserted into his thigh, with a bloody thigh.Yao'er lowered his right arm, gritted his teeth and burst out from the cracks. There was a sense of ruthlessness on his pale and beautiful little face.
The one who was stabbed was Cao Yanda, the fat man who had been talking nonsense.His face was pale and he didn't dare to pull out the dagger, and he screamed in pain: Little bastard!I will fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!A long list of dirty words broke out, but he still couldn't relieve his hatred. He grabbed the long sword and threw it straight towards Yao'er's vest!
Su Yansheng was too late to stop and hurriedly shouted: Don’t kill the little devil!Suddenly, his eyes turned white, and a crane like a neck, pulled it like a flower. The long sword suddenly turned and stabbed it straight between Cao Yanda's legs. He was so scared that he quickly supported it, and accidentally touched the wound, and almost fainted from the pain.
The soft and white lotus is like a lotus, with a slender white wrist, slightly transparent like jade, but it is plump and plump near the elbow, and the plump snowy skin reveals a pink and smooth redness under the plump snowy skin, like a crisp, tender and juicy, slightly exposed fresh lily, which is lined by the wide black sleeves of the black shirt, which is particularly energetic. It is Xu Ziyi, the leader of Shui Yuetingxuan.
Since she had taken action, Jin Chuan and Yin Xue seemed to have sensed it. They looked at each other and drew their swords. Two identical graceful shadows came out side by side, blocking the Taoist priests of the Tianmen behind the sword.
Yao'er covered her head and rushed into the water moon formation. Suddenly, she bumped into a warm and soft body. Her little face was sinking between two huge peaks, both soft and elastic. Through the smooth and thin black satin, she could still clearly feel that the peak was swollen and solid like peaches, and it was as full as spring bamboo shoots. A proud deep valley was clamped in the high-supported front closure. Although most of the face was buried in the tip of the nose, the tip of the nose was not against the sternum; she sank slightly forward, and was squeezed out by the elastic and soft muscles. The nasal cavity was filled with the warm and sweet lotus flowers, faintly exuding the creamy fragrance of discharge.
Even though Yao'er was young, she knew the gracefulness of the woman's body. When she heard a buzz in her mind, she couldn't help but feel dizzy: Here... it seems to be bigger than A Qian's, soft and flexible, like a steamed bun... No, the steamed bun is not tight enough, it is a big white dough mixed with crispy cheese pulp. It feels strong when you knead it, and it will not stick to your hands no matter how hard you knead it... Thinking of the past when you knead the dough with A Qian, your nose is so sore, and you just lean on it, and a large piece of wet and hot water marks are wet on the face.
Xu Ziyi stroked Yao'er's hair and said softly: Good boy, it's hard to suffer so much.His bare hands quietly brushed across Yao'er's right arm and circled it with the flow.
Yao'er woke up, broke away suddenly, and stretched out her hand and shone her face: Bah!Who wants you to sell well... Before I finished speaking, I found that my dislocated right wrist had turned freely, my pale little face flushed slightly, and my harsh words at my lips suddenly lost my target, swallowed it back into my stomach, gritting my teeth and not saying a word.
Ren Yizi watched coldly, smiling in her heart: You love to be a good person, and you ignore you like a little bastard.Why is this going?
Xu Ziyi didn't care and smiled faintly.
Master Su, Shui Yue Dianxuan Quan will accept the life of this child.If I need to ask about the case in the future, whether it is Longting Mountain or Donggaoling, I will take the child there personally, and I will never refuse.
She lowered her eyebrows and eyes, her tone was gentle, and she had a sense of dignity.Everyone knows that this is not the soft begging of a beautiful man, but the decision of the head of Shuiyue, who came from the leader of the sect that was powerful in the north and south banks of the heartbreaking lake and the power of the two major cities of Huyin and Yang. It is more firm than iron and stone and unshakable. It is just to not lose politeness, and there is no room for bargaining.
Su Yansheng glared at Cao Yanda and cursed in a low voice: Idiot!It depends on the good things you do!I knew that the moment was the only opportunity to win back the city, so I made up my heart and sneered: There is no such thing as a man under Shuiyue Sect. Otherwise, even Mu Sixia could be brought back by the head of Dai. According to the head of Dai, I will definitely not lose it.
He deliberately cleaved the word Qingyu to make the word "正" straight and said leisurely with salivation:
It’s a pity that this child is a boy. He must join Mu Sixia and take him back to Zixing Temple by us. In the future, we will report to the head of the He sect in our country and officially join the four major swordsmen to open a trial together.I dare to guarantee my life. At my current moment, my sect will definitely treat this son and Mu Sixia well, and I will ask the sect leader to take care of you.
Xu Ziyi pursed her words and laughed unconsciously: Master Su, who said Yao'er belongs to a boy?
Su Yansheng was stunned and found that two tears on Yao'er's face had melted away the deliberately applied charcoal plaster powder, revealing his snow-white and crystal-clear skin.Her body has not yet grown up, and it is difficult to tell the difference between male and female. When everyone saw that her words and deeds were vulgar, they just regarded it as a rural child and was not well educated. After Xu Ziyi mentioned it, he felt that her slender waist, thin legs, pointed jade neck and chin were slightly raised, and her ragged front lace was slightly raised, and her almond eyes were full of anger, and her mind was a sudden change. She was clearly a beautiful little girl.
Yao'er was called out of his identity and froze, and his eyes were quietly turned to Mu Yun's face. Seeing him smiling, he was not surprised at all, and he was immediately embarrassed: So... it turned out that he had known it!Her cheeks flushed red, like peeled ripe pomegranate, her heart was pounding, shy and anxious, thinking that it was all Xu Ziyi, so she turned her head and glanced at her fiercely, and her thin body shook slightly.
There are only two sisters in her family. Her parents are eager to have children, but they just can't get it. They have raised her as a boy since childhood.Yaoer was used to it, and when he first met Mu Yunse by the stream, he was dressed in this way. He wanted to make mistakes just because he had already seen through it.
Su Yansheng had already said that he could not regret it. He was ridiculed by Ren Yizi: Taoist Su really likes to tell jokes.There were hundreds of eyes present, who didn't know that she was a girl?The Tianmen all were dumbfounded and had nothing to say for a moment.Suddenly, he heard Ren Yizi say: ...The Zixing Temple is a place of pure cultivation, and he is afraid that he will not be able to accept the female members. What Master Su said is very inappropriate.The watery almond eyes rolled around and chuckled.
Su Yansheng heard the word "Female" and was suddenly awakened, and his face remained calm and said happily: I don't know anything about the Three Palm Courtyard. The Baihua Jinglu, which is close to the neighboring temple, only contains women, and is also part of the Baiguan Jungle.I have placed this Yao'er girl in Baihua Jinglu, and I have the girl's crown in the hut to take care of you, so you don't have to worry.
Like the Zixing Temple, Baihua Jinglu is one of the eighteen sects of Guanhai Tianmen. Yu Yingmei, the lord of Jinglu, is the most famous female crown (female Taoist priest) in the East China Sea. She is good at using sword ropes and is known as the Five Cities Immortal Capital. She is also the leader of the 18 sects of the Tianmen and the Rusuo lineage. Her status is comparable to that of Lu Bi.
Yu Yingmei is so arrogant with her beauty and martial arts skills, but her beauty is cold sword. Du Zhuangpity is too famous and has surpassed her in everything. She finally waited for Du Zhuangpity to go into seclusion. Unexpectedly, her three disciples are all outstanding, beautiful and strong, and Shuiyue's sharpness still overshadowed the Mirror Flower.Therefore, although the two factions have no contact, they have never been very close.
Once Yao'er enters Baihua Jinglu, not to mention the person next to him, there is only Shuiyue Dingxuan in the East China Sea. He will never see her again, let alone interfere in the arrangement.Mu Yunse was so angry that she thought to herself: Did you say this? Isn’t it intentionally to destroy your senior sister’s stand?The neck was a little painful. It turned out that Su Yansheng raised his sword slightly, cut some oily skin, and smiled at Xu Ziyi:
As the head of the sect, please let the girl Yao'er come over to avoid my mistakes and everyone must be unfavorable.
Master Su, you can’t take either of Mu Sixia and this Yaoer girl.
The crowd was lined up, and two students helped out a handsome man with purple face and brocade robe and official boots. It was Tan Jianshu.
Su Yansheng bowed and said: "Your injury is not light, so it is not advisable to travel. Baicheng Mountain is still a hundred miles away. According to my opinion, you might as well stay in Zhenhu Mountain for a few days. When the injury is healed, you can return."He didn't give in at all in his words.
Tan Jianhu's face turned pale and said in a deep voice: Master Su!Whose momentum are you relying on to fight against the court?Su Yansheng suddenly understood what he meant and looked around. Sure enough, no longer saw Lu Biejia. He turned around and asked in a low voice: Where is the master?Where did he go?
Fatty Cao Yanda pulled out his dagger and wrapped his leg injury. He stuttered: No one... has seen him.It was probably as soon as the demon sword left, the old man who was the audience... chased him!There was a turmoil just now, and no one... looked carefully... The second senior brother Junguang was swept away, and they were all silent and looked confused.
There are always whispers in Guanhai Tianmen, saying that Lu Yanqing was not inherited by Lu Biejia from his clan brother, but his biological flesh and blood.But Lu Bijie took the precepts and entered the Tao at the age of seventeen. It was nearly half a year old. The Taoist tradition was pure, so he was able to take over the position of the sect leader and even the sect leader. He was clear and he could not have a son who was twenty years old now; the key points were very interesting.
Su Yansheng looked miserable and thought dejectedly: The master has given up the overall situation for his junior brother.The forehead was covered with cold sweat soaked in my clothes.
Tan Jianhu said sternly: If there were no Teacher Wei and Chiyan, he would encounter the other four demon swords at this time, regardless of the Qigong Tianmen, all of them were dead souls under the sword!Why does Taoist Master Su think that the children of the noble school can be spared?The Taoist priests in Tianmen looked at the corpses on the ground and remembered the strangeness of the demon sword just now. They felt ashamed and frightened again, and they never dared to act rashly again.
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, but in the dark night, there is a time when monsters and monsters are rampant. If you act scatteredly, you will be afraid that misfortunes and blessings will be unpredictable.Tan Jianhu pondered for a moment, stroked his beard and said: According to my opinion, everyone retreated to the post office outside Huyin City, stayed for a while for a night, and then planned to go after dawn.What does Dai Zheng think?
Huyin Post is only a few miles away, and the road is straight and easy to walk. In a hurry, it can not only provide food and residence, but also close to the garrison. Once something happens, more than a thousand soldiers can be transferred in a moment. If you really can't defeat it, you can retreat into Huyin City.Xu Ziyi nodded and said: This is very good.
Mu Yunse said anxiously: Talking to you sir!Then what should I do with my master?
Tan Jianhu was speechless, but listened to Xu Ziyi: Mu Sixia, senior Wei is very skilled in martial arts and is familiar with the habit of demon swords. Even if he is unable to defeat him, he is more than enough to escape.Based on the current situation, even if we catch up, it will only increase our burden.I believe that I would not be happy to see the master's wisdom.Mu Yunse was irrefutable and bowed her head sadly.
He was seriously injured and could not walk. Tan Jianhu ordered the son to remove the door panel and carry it on as a stretcher.Everyone left the flag of ceremonial guards and did not care about packing up the corpse, swords and swords, and hurriedly left the Lingguan Hall.
The sudden rain suddenly stopped outside the hall, and the moonlight gradually leaked from the clouds, but the wind blew grass and sang the trees along the way, as if a she-devouring sword could fly out at any time in every darkness. The three major sects were moving faster and faster, just like escaping their lives.
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Ran Hongxia and others bent into the path and ran away for several moments in a blink of an eye.
The night became darker and the surroundings were almost black and there was no sight. When walking along the official road, you could still use the lake surface to map some light to barely identify the road ahead. After turning into the path, you were getting farther and farther away from the lake surface, and there were no things like lights on the car. Looking up, you could see a dark blue indigo blue color. There were countless blurred shadows in front of you, or stones, or branches, or even a sink or puddle, which could not be distinguished at all.
Racing horses at night is the most stupid thing. Many common places during the day become a death-seeking Yama at night.Even if the 800-mile rush documents were enjoyed along the way, the post offices in various places would prepare horses as soon as they saw the banner. The messenger did not need to land and rushed all the way, but it only lasted during the day. In order to prevent miscarriages, they would never rush to the road after night.
Ran Hongxia held the reins of the horse, and the Joho in her mouth was sound. Her bright eyes stared at the void in the dark night. The old and thin horse could always dodge her legs at the right time, avoiding the life-seeking obstacles on the road, and running wildly all the way, without reducing its speed.
Geng Zhao knew that this was not a lucky draw, but an extremely skilled art of driving and controlling horses. While admiring it, he couldn't help but think: Where did a beautiful woman in the Second Palm Academy learn such a skillful horsemanship?I dare not disturb me at will, so I climbed the edge of the car and squinted my eyes and looked at the road ahead.
The rain stopped for a moment, and the hazy moonlight broke through the clouds. Geng Zhao identified the surrounding scenery and shouted against the wind: This is Pohu Forest!After going forward a few miles, you will reach the boundary of Zhucheng Mountain!Ranhongxia nodded, her spirit was greatly boosted, she turned her head and smiled slightly, and suddenly she was like a lily blooming, and the snowy face was full of spring.
Geng Zhao was stunned and thought to himself: It turns out that the Second Palm Courtyard is so beautiful when she smiles!I quickly turned around and didn't dare to look at it.
Suddenly, he screamed after hearing the car. He quickly lowered his head and got into the broken car tent. When Cailan pointed at the car, he screamed: She...she is still there!We are going to chase... and we are catching up!He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, his pink neck tilted, and he fainted in Huang Ying's arms again.
As I looked at the moonlight, about three meters away from the back of the car, the petite Bihu dragged the Wanjie Knife, and two straight and thin legs, like pink, quickly intertwined. The toes that were as tender as the tip of the newly peeled bamboo shoots were as tender as they were touching the ground, and even the mud and water didn't even bring a few drops of mud. The gauze skirt was soaked in rain, and the waist and abdomen were close to the skin. The jade-colored snowy skin exuded the garlic texture, and when reflected by the moonlight, it turned warm and radiant.
The sight in the rain was not good, and Geng Zhao lost her trace for a while, thinking she had already gotten rid of it.As the heavy rain stopped, the moonlight returned to brightness. Unexpectedly, she chased after her again. This time she lacked the cover of night rain and got closer and closer. Soon after, she had already pulled within two feet. Geng Zhao did not dare to leave, so she climbed the half-destroyed tent to closely monitor it.
Looking through the moonlight, Bihu's legs are slender, his body is thin, and his waist is small. From the small navel to the snowy triangular ground at the base of his legs, there is no trace of extravagance; the lines between the abdomen are undulating, the soft muscles are tightly tied, and there is no hard and hard eye-catching with the developed muscles.The pubic hill is slightly raised, and a small tuft of flying curly glutinous glutinous rice is covered with a small tuft of flying curly glutinous rice, which is only slightly larger than a single coin, but is extremely black, soft and shiny, like a baby's strong hair.
Geng Zhao felt strange and couldn't help but take a few more glances: Bihu's snow-greasy skin seemed to be covered with a layer of moist halo, and a few drops of sweat were slid across the tight small waist and navel line of the muscles, and Yuxue was so cute that it was indescribable.
(She is sweating!)
Zombies will not sweat, only living things will; they will not sweat even if they are still, and only by moving their bodies and making their muscles will sweat.Since you can sweat and relieve heat, your muscles and bones will naturally get tired... Geng Zhao's thoughts are electric, and in an instant, countless thoughts have turned in his heart.
Huang Ying hugged Cailan, who was fainting, and murmured to herself: Why... why did she become such a monster?His face was pale, but there was an indescribable coldness in the trembling voice.
Geng Zhao shook her head: She is a human, not a monster.Turn around and crawl back to the front seat.
Ran Hongxia asked loudly: Is Bihu chasing me?
Geng Zhao nodded and suddenly said: Second Palm Courtyard, I guess Miss Bihu’s light skills should be good.
Ran Hongxia was stunned: How did he know?He looked slightly away from the wind and said loudly: Bihu’s light skills are very good!Even if my senior sister and third junior sister are included, she can rank fourth and fifth!This child is not good, but he has unique talent.
Geng Zhao nodded silently and said for a moment: Second Palm Courtyard, according to the speed of Miss Bihu, I will catch up when I was young. I want to borrow Kunwu Sword from you.The caravan is almost half destroyed and will never fight in the car.Ran Hongxia said anxiously: No!I...I will never leave you behind and let you face the demon sword alone!
Geng Zhao had no idea how to explain it in a hurry, and thought for a while before saying: I can't beat the demon sword, but I may have won the Bihu Girl.Ran Hongxia frowned when she heard this: What does this mean?
Geng Zhao said: In my opinion, even if he takes the demon sword, He A San is He A San, and Miss Bihu is still Miss Bihu.If He A-san had the light skills of Miss Bihu, we would be dead on the bridge just now; if He A-san had the strength of Miss Bihu, he would definitely smash half of the caravan with one knife.
Ran Hongxia was slightly stunned and immediately woke up. She couldn't help but admire the boy's insight and thought to herself: Even I couldn't help but feel sad while escaping, but he saw what I had never seen and what I had never thought.But he still shook his head: My junior sister has always been weak, but she can wield the Wanjie Sword effortlessly. So what do you say?
Geng Zhao shook his head.
I don't know, it takes more clues to speculate.Please borrow a sword first.
no!The demon sword is strange, and the ghosts are hard to predict!If I let you get out of the car, what's the difference between killing you with my own hands?How can you sacrifice lightly when the situation is not at the end of despair!She was anxious, clasping the reins with her hands, biting the sandalwood mouth a few tangles, and her snowy face turned slightly red: Do you understand?
Geng Zhao was speechless, and he thought that it was not necessary to have a sword, but the crisis came in a moment. He broke down a piece of the broken shaft, bent his waist and legs on the seat of the car, and made a gesture to jump.
Ran Hongxia was driving in full consciousness. She saw a glimpse from the corner of her eyes and hurriedly reached out to grab his collar.Unexpectedly, Geng Zhao moved very quickly, and suddenly lowered his head and flashed by; suddenly the wheels ran through a hole on the ground, bounced high on the left, and the two of them suddenly lost their balance and suddenly collided into a ball.
Ran Hongxia did not avoid the suspicion of men and women. She took the opportunity to grab it and scolded her: You're not going to be upset!At a young age, what kind of heroes should be learned?Do you want to die?Holding the reins with one hand, he hurriedly stabilized the car body.
Geng Zhao was not tall, and was held up by the tall and slim Lanhongxia, and she was holding her arms out of her hands. She looked like her sister taught her naughty young brother a lesson. She snuggled up to her delicate and soft body, smelling the faint fragrance of sweat from her arms, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
During the dispute, the caravan rushed out about a mile, and suddenly saw a dark thing sticking out of the woods, shaped like a mill and a little like a tower.Ran Hongxia was suspicious when she suddenly heard Geng Zhao shouting: It’s a beacon tower!That is the beacon tower of this city!There was a sentry stationed in Taichung, with more than ten brothers in a squad, all of whom were fully armed.Second Palm Courtyard...
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the body suddenly became empty!
Geng Zhao was spinning and flipped a few times. Until the door of his back hit the hard ground, he realized that he was thrown out while galloping.He hugged his head and rolled for a few turns, transformed from the impact force, jumped up, and saw a huge pit three feet away. The wood chips in the pit were vaguely distinguished. It turned out that Bihu chased after him and smashed the remaining half of the caravan with one knife!
The weak horse was severely injured in the hind leg, fell to the ground, hissing and moaning.
Not far from the pit, a graceful and red-robed shadow rose up with a sword.The dyed red hairpin belt burst out, covering its long hair like a waterfall, covering half of the jade cheeks like snow; the clothes all over were scratched by sharp wood chips, and blood was stained like maple, and the crystal skin that was as frost as snow was exposed in the broken holes, which was particularly sad and beautiful.
She barely stood up, dragged her left leg and walked a few steps forward, pulling out Huang and Lan from under the tattered tarpaulin.The two seemed to be fine, Cailan was still unconscious. Huang Ying held her little head and shook it several times, looking confused, but there was no skin injury on her body.
(Where is the demon sword? Where is the demon sword?)
(Demon Sword...where is the Demon Sword!)
Geng Zhao grabbed a shaft wood as thick as a bowl and looked around anxiously.A cold wind blew, the tree crowns on both sides rustled and shook, and dark clouds in the sky were swept over, the moonlight became thinner and fainter, and the vision became darker than imagined, just like someone was playing with the lights...
With an indescribable intuition, Geng Zhao dragged the elf forward.Ran Hongxia leaned on Kunwu's sword and supported Cailan with Huang Ying. She walked towards her, and her beautiful face was full of care: Brother Geng!You're fine...
Geng Zhao's heart moved and shouted: Be careful!The wood swept the shadow of the tree beside it, and with a bang, the whole shaft burst out, and a slender and slender shadow flashed out, and several thick trees fell down in all directions. A ferocious huge stone knife was dragged out to the sound of iron chains!
Go quickly!He turned around and shouted: Go to the beacon tower!
Ran Hongxia hesitated slightly and threw Kunwu sword over.
Geng Zhao took it and prayed in his heart: Uncle Seven!Today, Azhao handed over his life to the sword weapon you forged with your own hands!Sweeping towards thousands of disasters with swords and sheaths!Under the bombardment of iron and stone, Kunwu's sword sheath burst out, but the dark copper-colored sword body did not even shake; Wanjiao rustled a few times, and some stone powder was shaken off, and the sword marks on the sword seemed to be like a new carving.
Geng Zhao was overjoyed and didn't use any tricks. He held the hilt of the Kunwu Sword in both hands and turned around and chopped it up again!
He knew that his martial arts were low and he was only born with his natural strength, so he slashed hard, and every time he slashed, he snatched before Bihu. Without waiting for her to use her body to get old, he turned his head and another sword. After more than ten rounds of attack, Bihu's body was light and turned faster and faster, but the sword changed slowly. It was not so much a sword dancing, but it was better to say that it was a shield with Wanjie Sword as a shield. The impact movements were more than chopping, and the human sword gradually separated.
Even so, the disaster is as heavy as a thousand pounds. In addition, Kunwu is an extremely strong sword. The sword body is hard and not resilient. Every time the battle is fought, 30% of the force it swung back from the sword body, which shocked him to burst his hands and his arms were sore and soft. He was beaten and retreated. Unexpectedly, he stepped on the air and fell into a big pit.
not good!
He raised his sword to protect his head and face, but Wanjie could even slash out three-foot deep pits on the ground. How could he be easily stopped?
Just as he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, Bihu suddenly stopped and hesitated by the pit, as if he wanted to go back and jump over, as if he was a broken bridge, but he vaguely knew that the enemy was not opposite. A pair of snow-covered thin, straight and long legs stretched out from the edge of the pit, and the dusty naked toes were very delicate. He looked up but saw a pink tender clam at the base of his legs, which was covered with bright and shiny, and it kept scattering between the light cherry-colored snow trunks. A shimmer of crystal clear liquid overflowed from the honey crack, and the scenery under the skirt was undoubtedly at a glance.
He looked around without careful consideration and hurriedly looked around: the pit was about seven feet deep, ten feet square, and there seemed to be bricks and stones along the pit, and now most of the blocks were poured out.This place is very close to the beacon tower of Bairiliu Cinema, and may be the storage pool excavated by the former garrison.
Could it be... she can't climb down the pit?Suddenly, he remembered that when He A-san fell off the broken bridge, his movements became even more dull. He could not climb the bridge pier for a long time, which seemed to be the weakness of Wanjie Dao.
Bihu couldn't get down the pit, so he screamed in anger. He grabbed the iron chain and swung the stone knife into the pit!
The tip of the knife pierced the stone at the bottom of the pond. Geng Zhao had no choice but to avoid it. He climbed the rough surface of the stone knife and snatched up and took the opportunity to jump out of the pond pit.Bihu pulled back the chain with force, but the strength was about a little less; Wanjie sank as soon as it moved, and then he pulled it up again the second time.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: That's true!Even though the demon sword is magical, human power is poor after all.Take a look at the opportunity and stabbed Bihu's right thigh with a sword!
Bihu fell down and swung the Wanjie knife in his chest, swinging Geng Zhaoping out.
Geng Zhao fell straight to the opposite side of the pond pit, and rolled out more than two feet from the ground, vomiting all the blood on the ground.He stood up and wiped his lips, took the sword and slowly retreated. Bihu opposite him sat on the ground, struggling to stand up, but his right leg was unable to exert force. He shot a raging fire of hatred in his round and large eyes, and he roared lowly in his mouth, as if he was trapped in a trapped beast.
Geng Zhao stared at her and said in a deep voice: If you want to chase after her again... I will take your life next time.
The demon sword was like a human being, and the Bihu howled to the sky, struggling more and more intensely.A demon and a man had four eyes confronted each other across the air. Geng Zhao retreated ten feet away before turning around and running towards the beacon tower.
He used the moonlight to distinguish the landform and recognized the name of this place as Hongluoyu, which is considered to be the northern branch of Zhucheng Mountain. The canyon is not very high, but it is stacked into a snail shell, so it is named.The beacon tower should be built along the top of the gorge. Going further forward, it will be a low cliff.
After running for a while, I heard the sound of swords and swords fighting in front of me, and I was secretly shocked: Could it be that something happened to the beacon tower?I hurriedly walked out of the woods, but saw a green light on the open space in front of the platform with a mist of red mist. A figure flashed in between. Looking ahead and suddenly behind, avoiding the straightness like a ghost; rubbing my eyes again, I couldn't help but be shocked.
It turned out that in the center of the battle group, Ran Hongxia held a burgundy scimitar in her hand, and the red mist rushed out of the blade.She had an injury to her left leg, so she simply sat on the ground, leaning against the stone lion in front of the stage, and responded to the enemy with a scimitar. She couldn't see her expression clearly at night. Judging from the movements of the sword dancing, her physical strength seemed to be exhausted.
The people who came have the upper hand, but have not yet killed them.Geng Zhao was about to step forward when he suddenly heard Huang Ying shouting: Geng Zhao!Go and help Sister Hong!Turning her head, she saw her sitting far away on the other side of the open space. In addition to Cailan lying on her side, there was also a tall and thin old man with a clear appearance, closing his eyes cross-legged, and his face was so blue that he was afraid of people.
When Ran Hongxia heard him coming, her hands suddenly felt weak, as if she had exhausted her strength; the enemy holding the green light did not bend her knees and bend her legs, and she would step backwards with a pointer.Ran Hongxia said anxiously: Brother Geng!Hurry, stop this person... Suddenly, my pink neck tilted, and my plump breasts fluctuated violently. My straight nose squirted out two faint pink smoke, as if rouge was quietly dyed.
Only then did Geng Zhao realize that it was not to repel the enemy, but to keep him!Without any time to ask in detail, he swung Kunwu sword and swept it, and all the retreats for future people were blocked!
The man turned around to block it, and when he looked at it, he found that his whole body and head and face were wrapped in bandages. He held a broad sword with green light. The sword edge was like orchid petals, which was extremely rare.Geng Zhao was slightly stunned and recognized that it was a weapon made by the Sword Qi Palace. When he started grinding the edge, he had watched it from the side and blurted out: You are Mo Sanxia from Qi Palace!
The man didn't say a word, and turned around and was about to take off the Kunwu sword, but Geng Zhao shook his hand and avoided it. A trace of praise flashed through his bandage's detailed eyes. He didn't see how he took action. Geng Zhao's ribs hurt slightly, and his whole body suddenly fell to the ground, half of his body was sore and numb that he could not move.
(So fast...so fast technique!)
The man slowly walked past his eyes, and a blood bead suddenly fell to the ground; before the second step was taken, the blood bead dripped again, the second, the third... was as if the rain leaked in front of the eaves.
Is he injured?Geng Zhao was shocked: With his skills, if he put all his strength into it, he would be afraid that even the Second Palm Academy would be unable to resist... Why did this person come from?
The man raised Lan Feng Kuojian and took a step forward, stepping faster and faster. Suddenly, his body swayed slightly, and he stabbed at the old man in white with his eyes closed and cross-legged like flying!
Huang Ying screamed in shock. Unexpectedly, the moment the sword was striking, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, rolled the Lan Feng sword into his sleeve with his backhand, and hit the man in the chest with a palm!
The man's chest burst, and blood was like a scattered wine, splashing into a rainbow of sunlight. With a bow, he drew his sword and retreated. He had slid four or five feet away between the two ups and downs, and kneeled on his knees, and deep blood plasma overflowed.
The old man's face turned gray. This attack seemed to have exhausted his little left in his spare time. He couldn't stand up, and he coughed violently for a while and sneered: After doing it for a long time, it turned out... it turned out that you were here to kill me.Want to...want to silence, monster?
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This old man was Wei Wuyin, the demon of Lushui Qin who was tracking the demon sword.
Wei Wuyin and Youning fought fiercely along the way, and the two sides fought and walked, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority. They fought all the way to Hongluoyu, and the true energy suddenly condensed, and the Nei Chuang could no longer suppress it. In the critical moment, they happened to encounter Ran Hongxia and her party who came to take refuge.Ran Hongxia had a few encounters with him, and had been respected for him for a long time, so naturally she could not sit still.
Geng Zhao struggled hard, and finally the blood on the left half of his body became stronger. He jumped up and saw the man kneeling on his chest and was about to come forward to subdue him, but Wei Wuyin said anxiously: He... He is holding a demon sword, and he will transfer as soon as he encounters gold and iron!Don't get close to it... I coughed a few times and was furious: First... look at Miss Ran!
Geng Zhao hurriedly helped the ransoming sun-glow up. Her cheeks were flushed and her thick eyelashes were closed. The breath she exhaled was filled with a warm and sweet fragrance of fruit; in addition, there were no fatal injuries all over her body.He couldn't see any clues and hurriedly turned around: Senior!What happened to the Second Palm Academy?
Wei Wuyin said: Take away the knife from her hand first!The knife is fed with poison and it only works for women.
Geng Zhao snatched it with his hand and was about to throw it out, the demon of Qin said again: Let's wait!That is a demon sword with red eyes, so you can't let the tiger return to the mountain!You take off your outer shirt and wrap the knife tightly, so that you don’t have to let go of the red mist on the knife, which will harm the woman.
Geng Zhao wrapped his knife as he said, carrying it behind his back, and hugged Ran Hongxia next to Wei Wuyin.Wei Wuyin took her pulse for her, and for a while, she was speechless and said: It's hard to deal with.Geng Zhao said anxiously: Where is the antidote?Please give me some advice, and I will go and get it now.
Wei Wuyin sneered: If there is a medicine, what is it? It’s hard to deal with?Silly boy, if you want to save her, you must keep your life.Look!The evil star who seeks life is here.
On that side, Lu Yanqing quickly pointed out several large acupoints on his chest, and the true qi was running for a few weeks, and he slowly stood up with his sword.
Geng Zhao has seen the terrifying vitality of the demon sword that is immortal for hundreds of tribulations, and he feels numb. He holds the Kunwu sword, and his mind flies for an instant, thinking hard to deal with it--
The man could knock himself down as soon as he met him. He was a thousand times more terrifying than Bihu, which held thousands of disasters. The strength between the two was inferior, and he could not be considered a mud of heaven and earth. Bairiliu Cinema is not known for its martial arts. There is no martial arts instructor in Changsheng Garden where Geng Zhao grew up. He knows that he has no chance of winning in martial arts...
Who did you learn the method of clashing acupoints?Behind him, Wei Wuyin deliberately lowered his voice.
Geng Zhaoji was obedient and pretended to stretch out his hand to stroke his face, and said in a low voice: I have never learned the method of clashing the acupoint.
That's OK.If you can deceive me, that guy will definitely secretly admit it.Wei Wuyin said in a low voice: He was injured very much. If he was not sure of killing me, he would definitely leave as soon as possible.If you want to fight for time to save Miss Yan, you must scare this guy away.
Geng Zhao had no choice but to hold the sword in both hands and stand up at will; his wrists and hips were loose, so that he could adapt to the situation as soon as possible.
Since he was a child, he only learned the crude skills of the eight styles of breaking formations and iron-line fist in the Zhongxing Army. He knew very little about martial arts, and thought about how to run faster and jump higher and react one step faster.This casual and relaxed posture instead strengthened Wei Wuyin's impression of bluffing, and it became more and more unpredictable and inconceivable.
The demon of the piano makes fun in pain and secretly laughs at himself: The child can teach you!The boy didn't say a word, he was too calm; he might be able to scare me when he was in a place.I was still waiting to speak, and suddenly I was speechless.
At the other end of the woods, a small figure limped and limped, dragging a hideous giant sword like a stone pillar, and the harsh iron chain sounded loudly, which was comparable to the soul-catching rope of the envoy of the King of Hell.
The old man's phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp light like a sharp edge flashed across, and it dimmed again.
It turns out... this is the Demon Sword Ah of the World of Tribulations in this world!He shook his head and sneered:
Are you attracted by the evil ghost and demon atmosphere of your companion, and come here to fight to be the Gu King?
Bihu dragged the demon sword and came to the beacon tower, roaring at Youning, as if provocative.Lu Yanqing looked at her, and whistled her lips long, and the roar was almost unheard, but she couldn't help but feel ache in her ears. Bihu's whole body shook violently, and slowly turned her head along the point of the sword's edge. The holders of Youning and Wanjie actually approached each other side by side!
Such changes seem to be more than the elderly know.Wei Wuyin was speechless and finally lost her usual calmness.
Geng Zhao suddenly turned around.
How much time does Erzhangyuan have?
If there is no rescue within half an hour, Wei Wuyin shook his head: No need to save it!
No need for injections?
The old man glanced at him, as if he was pointing something.
No, just have a secluded place.
Geng Zhao didn't pay attention and nodded calmly: OK, I have a solution.Go here!
He carried the old man up with the ransanhongxia on his back, and called Huang Ying to support Cailan and followed closely.The five people came to the back of the beacon tower and a cool breeze blew towards them. The sound of the wind circled and whistled under their feet, making their clothes flutter and flutter upwards. There was a straight cliff behind the platform!
Huang Ying was so scared that she was a little tired. She opened her empty almond eyes and complained in a muffled voice: What kind of road do you bring?Where can I escape now?Seeing Youning and Wanjie getting closer, his eyes turned red and his legs became weak.
That's it...
Geng Zhao's eyes were firm, Zora held his right hand, and rushed to the wind and fell backwards just before the two demon swords arrived:
Jump!
Wei Wuyin's face was cold and her eyebrows were still, and she secretly raised her internal energy. Unexpectedly, there was no drop in her dantian, and she felt as if she was frozen.This palace’s unique skills are really amazing!The old man smiled helplessly and took a lot of effort to gather a trace of inner breath. His true energy was empty and there was nothing, which was only better than ordinary women and children.
He gritted his teeth, sweat dripped from the tip of his eyebrows, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and murmured: You... If there is a spirit in the sky, don't just be a free god, just praise me for the power of a blow.After this guy comes to you, I'll come to find you!With the cohesion, a slight flash of eyes appeared in front of me, and a few young faces were singing and drinking wildly and flying in pleasure. I could still see the silent Tang Shiqi, but many people could no longer remember the names...
Since you are in this world, you will not ask about sorrow and honor; wherever the dust is over, you will still be alive even if you die!
(Is it... who is it? Who is singing this song?)
The old man looked around in a daze, and the generous songs that only he could hear rose and fall, like enchantments, and could not linger in his ears. After a while, he remembered the night thirty years ago. Whether it was the heresy of the heresy of the Qixuan and Baye, or the Qigong Tianmen in the Orthodox Church, which had always been difficult to withstand, everyone gave up their prejudices and united, raised their glasses together before moving forward, and drank the last cup of life in order to save the people of the East Realm under the ravage of the demon sword...
After doing this, the Ming Dynasty will be heroes regardless of life or death!
right!The hero of this world is to let people hang upside down and sacrifice their lives!
After drinking, I threw the cup, and in the crisp sound of broken porcelain, I don’t know who started singing this song first.The low singing sounds dyed the hair like frost, slowly invading, and a tragic sensation crushed the vicissitudes; when they came to their senses, everyone had already followed the concerted voices, and the tone of the dead still lived in the wind, just like the swaying fireworks.
(Is it him... the beginning? Even at this time, the only one who wants to show off is that guy.)
Wei Wuyin shook his head, with a bitter smile with a hint of disdain, as if he was about to shake the lingering sound away.However, even such a difficult sword demon Chu Xinglie was eventually buried with the demon sword in the deep valley; but he was the only one who survived the fierce demon sword war.
Sarcastic Ah!The old man raised his head and let his hair blow the wind, shaking his head off grayish white.
--If the dead are heroes, then what is the surviving one...?
--What changes have happened in the world in the thirty years when you died and left me alone?
--Where the dust is over, even if you die... For thirty years, have the living people scattered the demon dust and appeased the world, or are they still confused and forget the generous and sad song of leaving that night?
--Why should I keep me, why should I take away my youth and teach this aging body to face the rebirth of the demon sword?
(Say Ah! You...you cowards who die easily! Let me...you explain it clearly to me!)
The old zither demon became furious, and his tired body seemed to be responding to this nameless anger. He bit his tongue and an inexplicable force suddenly emerged, and sharp light burst out from his confused and exhausted eyes. At the same time, Lu Yanqing, wrapped in bandages, jumped up, like a shattered earth mother's arrow, flying and swinging his sword!
Since You Ning appeared, the corpse owner's movements have never been so swift!Everyone felt the white shadow swaying, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Wei Wuyin. No one could see where he came from, let alone take action.Wei Wuyin bit a hint of red on his lips, but he held his red eyes behind his left flank, and narrowed his eyes!With a sound of wind power, he was about to split his forehead-
Even if you read through the boxing scriptures and swords of all schools in the world, you can't find a way to block the knife.The demon sword seemed to have unexpectedly expected that a master like Qin Demon would actually match him with his head. Lu Yanqing's sword swayed slightly, and Lan Feng's broad sword with a green demon ray flashed across Wei Wuyin's left shoulder, pulling out a long hole, splitting the wound across the neck, and blood shot out!
Master!
Mu Yun's eyes roared, and his hands and feet rushed forward, regretting that they were too far apart and could not save them.
Seeing that the two of them were about to intersect in the field, Wei Wuyin suddenly looked up and almost sneered: Monster!Can you tell that heroes will never die easily?Before the speech ended, a rippling red light flew out from the bottom of the sleeve, from bottom to top, pressing against Lu Yanqing's right rib to his left shoulder, and the blade almost hooked into the collarbone of the neck!
Lu Yanqing Bang!He hit his chest with a palm, and took the force back and forth in time. He pushed his way out as fast as a leech, dragging the Lan Feng sword away; his feet changed continuously without any dragging, and disappeared at the other end of the night between several ups and downs.
(Escape... Escape? Did the Demon Sword actually escape?)
Wei Wuyin was beaten to the point where he fell into the mud on the rainy ground. He pushed his wrist and got up as soon as he touched the ground. He barely stood firm with a red eye knife, sweeping his sharp eyes everywhere, and saw red stains on the ground, like varnish, winding along the road to the distance.What's strange is that the blood is not connected, but splashes into the ground, six or seven feet apart, as if someone deliberately carried a bucket and poured blood on the ground every three or five steps. It was very strange.
He just slashed and originally planned to cut Lu Yanqing's head diagonally, so that the demon sword could not move. Unexpectedly, the demon sword's move suddenly accelerated, exceeding the original observation and calculation, and then it was lost.However, the blade cut across the entire upper body after all, and even if the flesh is not deep, the amount of bleeding is not general; unless Lu Yanqing's body movement is almost at a certain level, the one left on the ground should be a blood line, rather than a blood ball that is seven feet away in one step.
A gust of rain blew, and the demon of the piano trembled slightly, and the whole body became cold, and suddenly he woke up.
(With such a fast light skill, you don’t have to chase it anymore if you don’t chase it.)
The pain on the shoulders was already numb, and the sudden dizziness during thinking reminded the old man that he was also seriously injured.Wei Wuyin calmed down, tore off her clothes and bit her teeth, wrapped the wound on her left shoulder with one hand, carried the red-eyed demon sword, and ran into the rain following the blood.
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The Sword Palace is the best light skills in the world. Everyone's eyelashes instantly, the demon sword and piano demons disappeared, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Mu Yunse has heavy external injuries, and Yao'er seems to be unfamiliar with martial arts, so she can only rely on the Lushui Qinmo Wei Wuyin shocked the audience's extraordinary martial arts. Once the Qinmo left, the two of them lost their backing.
Su Yansheng was so brave that he pulled out the sword of someone else with a clang. When the Taoist priests saw his eyes, they immediately realized the hearts. There was a burst of gold and iron clashing on both sides. More than ten long swords that had been sheathed for a long time came out in unison, scattering into a huge circle, surrounding Mu and Yao.
Mu Yunse was eager to chase the master, but when she moved, she realized that her waist and legs were injured, and she was unable to move. She whirled a few times under her sleeves. When Tongtian pointed at her sword, she clicked two young Taoist priests casually. Yu Guang saw several people sneaking into the mule cart and laughed furiously: He is bullying the weak, you... you are really making progress!He buckled his fingers and flicked, and several wisps of gray smoke whizzed out of his hands, running through the rain curtain. The Taoist sects fell to the ground with his knees bent, his body was soft and numb, and he still couldn't struggle for a moment.
No...not good!Little beast uses poison!One of them shouted.
The companions hurriedly came to see: What's going on?
The man hummed JīJī: Ouch!He was full of energy... Could it be that he was extremely poisonous to have blood-sealed throat?He turned him around a few turns, and saw a mass of mud stains at the bend of his knee, which was getting dimmer by the rain. He realized that it was not a locust stone or a money dart, but a piece of broken soil everywhere. He was so scared that no one dared to step further.
Su Yansheng bullied him to fight against the crowd and distracted both ends. Suddenly, he used a secret palm and hit two fellow disciples to pounce forward. The Tianmen tribes instantly squeezed into a ball and rushed to Mu Yunse's body.
Mu Yunse was trapped in a heavy siege, sweeping away three or four long swords, tripping and moving one away, and the rest of his body was exhausted; Su Yansheng took a step forward, took the opportunity to snatch his arms between his arms, reversed the hilt, and hit the Qimen acupoint under his breast.Mu Yunse couldn't turn his true energy and he was relieved. He just stopped and several long swords were stalked around his neck, and the mule cart also fell into the hands of the crowd.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of contempt and anger.
It's so easy to plot, Master Su!
Military arts and martial arts are the same destination.Su Yansheng smiled faintly and stroked his long hair: I heard that Jianqi Palace is an ancient imperial vein in the East Realm, and most of his subordinates are blood descendants of emperors and generals... Why, Mu Sixia doesn't even understand such a simple truth?Mu Yunse spat and sneered.
Suddenly, a fat Taoist man next to the mule cart sat down with his legs covering his body, and a dagger was inserted into his thigh, with a bloody thigh.Yao'er lowered his right arm, gritted his teeth and burst out from the cracks. There was a sense of ruthlessness on his pale and beautiful little face.
The one who was stabbed was Cao Yanda, the fat man who had been talking nonsense.His face was pale and he didn't dare to pull out the dagger, and he screamed in pain: Little bastard!I will fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!A long list of dirty words broke out, but he still couldn't relieve his hatred. He grabbed the long sword and threw it straight towards Yao'er's vest!
Su Yansheng was too late to stop and hurriedly shouted: Don’t kill the little devil!Suddenly, his eyes turned white, and a crane like a neck, pulled it like a flower. The long sword suddenly turned and stabbed it straight between Cao Yanda's legs. He was so scared that he quickly supported it, and accidentally touched the wound, and almost fainted from the pain.
The soft and white lotus is like a lotus, with a slender white wrist, slightly transparent like jade, but it is plump and plump near the elbow, and the plump snowy skin reveals a pink and smooth redness under the plump snowy skin, like a crisp, tender and juicy, slightly exposed fresh lily, which is lined by the wide black sleeves of the black shirt, which is particularly energetic. It is Xu Ziyi, the leader of Shui Yuetingxuan.
Since she had taken action, Jin Chuan and Yin Xue seemed to have sensed it. They looked at each other and drew their swords. Two identical graceful shadows came out side by side, blocking the Taoist priests of the Tianmen behind the sword.
Yao'er covered her head and rushed into the water moon formation. Suddenly, she bumped into a warm and soft body. Her little face was sinking between two huge peaks, both soft and elastic. Through the smooth and thin black satin, she could still clearly feel that the peak was swollen and solid like peaches, and it was as full as spring bamboo shoots. A proud deep valley was clamped in the high-supported front closure. Although most of the face was buried in the tip of the nose, the tip of the nose was not against the sternum; she sank slightly forward, and was squeezed out by the elastic and soft muscles. The nasal cavity was filled with the warm and sweet lotus flowers, faintly exuding the creamy fragrance of discharge.
Even though Yao'er was young, she knew the gracefulness of the woman's body. When she heard a buzz in her mind, she couldn't help but feel dizzy: Here... it seems to be bigger than A Qian's, soft and flexible, like a steamed bun... No, the steamed bun is not tight enough, it is a big white dough mixed with crispy cheese pulp. It feels strong when you knead it, and it will not stick to your hands no matter how hard you knead it... Thinking of the past when you knead the dough with A Qian, your nose is so sore, and you just lean on it, and a large piece of wet and hot water marks are wet on the face.
Xu Ziyi stroked Yao'er's hair and said softly: Good boy, it's hard to suffer so much.His bare hands quietly brushed across Yao'er's right arm and circled it with the flow.
Yao'er woke up, broke away suddenly, and stretched out her hand and shone her face: Bah!Who wants you to sell well... Before I finished speaking, I found that my dislocated right wrist had turned freely, my pale little face flushed slightly, and my harsh words at my lips suddenly lost my target, swallowed it back into my stomach, gritting my teeth and not saying a word.
Ren Yizi watched coldly, smiling in her heart: You love to be a good person, and you ignore you like a little bastard.Why is this going?
Xu Ziyi didn't care and smiled faintly.
Master Su, Shui Yue Dianxuan Quan will accept the life of this child.If I need to ask about the case in the future, whether it is Longting Mountain or Donggaoling, I will take the child there personally, and I will never refuse.
She lowered her eyebrows and eyes, her tone was gentle, and she had a sense of dignity.Everyone knows that this is not the soft begging of a beautiful man, but the decision of the head of Shuiyue, who came from the leader of the sect that was powerful in the north and south banks of the heartbreaking lake and the power of the two major cities of Huyin and Yang. It is more firm than iron and stone and unshakable. It is just to not lose politeness, and there is no room for bargaining.
Su Yansheng glared at Cao Yanda and cursed in a low voice: Idiot!It depends on the good things you do!I knew that the moment was the only opportunity to win back the city, so I made up my heart and sneered: There is no such thing as a man under Shuiyue Sect. Otherwise, even Mu Sixia could be brought back by the head of Dai. According to the head of Dai, I will definitely not lose it.
He deliberately cleaved the word Qingyu to make the word "正" straight and said leisurely with salivation:
It’s a pity that this child is a boy. He must join Mu Sixia and take him back to Zixing Temple by us. In the future, we will report to the head of the He sect in our country and officially join the four major swordsmen to open a trial together.I dare to guarantee my life. At my current moment, my sect will definitely treat this son and Mu Sixia well, and I will ask the sect leader to take care of you.
Xu Ziyi pursed her words and laughed unconsciously: Master Su, who said Yao'er belongs to a boy?
Su Yansheng was stunned and found that two tears on Yao'er's face had melted away the deliberately applied charcoal plaster powder, revealing his snow-white and crystal-clear skin.Her body has not yet grown up, and it is difficult to tell the difference between male and female. When everyone saw that her words and deeds were vulgar, they just regarded it as a rural child and was not well educated. After Xu Ziyi mentioned it, he felt that her slender waist, thin legs, pointed jade neck and chin were slightly raised, and her ragged front lace was slightly raised, and her almond eyes were full of anger, and her mind was a sudden change. She was clearly a beautiful little girl.
Yao'er was called out of his identity and froze, and his eyes were quietly turned to Mu Yun's face. Seeing him smiling, he was not surprised at all, and he was immediately embarrassed: So... it turned out that he had known it!Her cheeks flushed red, like peeled ripe pomegranate, her heart was pounding, shy and anxious, thinking that it was all Xu Ziyi, so she turned her head and glanced at her fiercely, and her thin body shook slightly.
There are only two sisters in her family. Her parents are eager to have children, but they just can't get it. They have raised her as a boy since childhood.Yaoer was used to it, and when he first met Mu Yunse by the stream, he was dressed in this way. He wanted to make mistakes just because he had already seen through it.
Su Yansheng had already said that he could not regret it. He was ridiculed by Ren Yizi: Taoist Su really likes to tell jokes.There were hundreds of eyes present, who didn't know that she was a girl?The Tianmen all were dumbfounded and had nothing to say for a moment.Suddenly, he heard Ren Yizi say: ...The Zixing Temple is a place of pure cultivation, and he is afraid that he will not be able to accept the female members. What Master Su said is very inappropriate.The watery almond eyes rolled around and chuckled.
Su Yansheng heard the word "Female" and was suddenly awakened, and his face remained calm and said happily: I don't know anything about the Three Palm Courtyard. The Baihua Jinglu, which is close to the neighboring temple, only contains women, and is also part of the Baiguan Jungle.I have placed this Yao'er girl in Baihua Jinglu, and I have the girl's crown in the hut to take care of you, so you don't have to worry.
Like the Zixing Temple, Baihua Jinglu is one of the eighteen sects of Guanhai Tianmen. Yu Yingmei, the lord of Jinglu, is the most famous female crown (female Taoist priest) in the East China Sea. She is good at using sword ropes and is known as the Five Cities Immortal Capital. She is also the leader of the 18 sects of the Tianmen and the Rusuo lineage. Her status is comparable to that of Lu Bi.
Yu Yingmei is so arrogant with her beauty and martial arts skills, but her beauty is cold sword. Du Zhuangpity is too famous and has surpassed her in everything. She finally waited for Du Zhuangpity to go into seclusion. Unexpectedly, her three disciples are all outstanding, beautiful and strong, and Shuiyue's sharpness still overshadowed the Mirror Flower.Therefore, although the two factions have no contact, they have never been very close.
Once Yao'er enters Baihua Jinglu, not to mention the person next to him, there is only Shuiyue Dingxuan in the East China Sea. He will never see her again, let alone interfere in the arrangement.Mu Yunse was so angry that she thought to herself: Did you say this? Isn’t it intentionally to destroy your senior sister’s stand?The neck was a little painful. It turned out that Su Yansheng raised his sword slightly, cut some oily skin, and smiled at Xu Ziyi:
As the head of the sect, please let the girl Yao'er come over to avoid my mistakes and everyone must be unfavorable.
Master Su, you can’t take either of Mu Sixia and this Yaoer girl.
The crowd was lined up, and two students helped out a handsome man with purple face and brocade robe and official boots. It was Tan Jianshu.
Su Yansheng bowed and said: "Your injury is not light, so it is not advisable to travel. Baicheng Mountain is still a hundred miles away. According to my opinion, you might as well stay in Zhenhu Mountain for a few days. When the injury is healed, you can return."He didn't give in at all in his words.
Tan Jianhu's face turned pale and said in a deep voice: Master Su!Whose momentum are you relying on to fight against the court?Su Yansheng suddenly understood what he meant and looked around. Sure enough, no longer saw Lu Biejia. He turned around and asked in a low voice: Where is the master?Where did he go?
Fatty Cao Yanda pulled out his dagger and wrapped his leg injury. He stuttered: No one... has seen him.It was probably as soon as the demon sword left, the old man who was the audience... chased him!There was a turmoil just now, and no one... looked carefully... The second senior brother Junguang was swept away, and they were all silent and looked confused.
There are always whispers in Guanhai Tianmen, saying that Lu Yanqing was not inherited by Lu Biejia from his clan brother, but his biological flesh and blood.But Lu Bijie took the precepts and entered the Tao at the age of seventeen. It was nearly half a year old. The Taoist tradition was pure, so he was able to take over the position of the sect leader and even the sect leader. He was clear and he could not have a son who was twenty years old now; the key points were very interesting.
Su Yansheng looked miserable and thought dejectedly: The master has given up the overall situation for his junior brother.The forehead was covered with cold sweat soaked in my clothes.
Tan Jianhu said sternly: If there were no Teacher Wei and Chiyan, he would encounter the other four demon swords at this time, regardless of the Qigong Tianmen, all of them were dead souls under the sword!Why does Taoist Master Su think that the children of the noble school can be spared?The Taoist priests in Tianmen looked at the corpses on the ground and remembered the strangeness of the demon sword just now. They felt ashamed and frightened again, and they never dared to act rashly again.
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, but in the dark night, there is a time when monsters and monsters are rampant. If you act scatteredly, you will be afraid that misfortunes and blessings will be unpredictable.Tan Jianhu pondered for a moment, stroked his beard and said: According to my opinion, everyone retreated to the post office outside Huyin City, stayed for a while for a night, and then planned to go after dawn.What does Dai Zheng think?
Huyin Post is only a few miles away, and the road is straight and easy to walk. In a hurry, it can not only provide food and residence, but also close to the garrison. Once something happens, more than a thousand soldiers can be transferred in a moment. If you really can't defeat it, you can retreat into Huyin City.Xu Ziyi nodded and said: This is very good.
Mu Yunse said anxiously: Talking to you sir!Then what should I do with my master?
Tan Jianhu was speechless, but listened to Xu Ziyi: Mu Sixia, senior Wei is very skilled in martial arts and is familiar with the habit of demon swords. Even if he is unable to defeat him, he is more than enough to escape.Based on the current situation, even if we catch up, it will only increase our burden.I believe that I would not be happy to see the master's wisdom.Mu Yunse was irrefutable and bowed her head sadly.
He was seriously injured and could not walk. Tan Jianhu ordered the son to remove the door panel and carry it on as a stretcher.Everyone left the flag of ceremonial guards and did not care about packing up the corpse, swords and swords, and hurriedly left the Lingguan Hall.
The sudden rain suddenly stopped outside the hall, and the moonlight gradually leaked from the clouds, but the wind blew grass and sang the trees along the way, as if a she-devouring sword could fly out at any time in every darkness. The three major sects were moving faster and faster, just like escaping their lives.
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Ran Hongxia and others bent into the path and ran away for several moments in a blink of an eye.
The night became darker and the surroundings were almost black and there was no sight. When walking along the official road, you could still use the lake surface to map some light to barely identify the road ahead. After turning into the path, you were getting farther and farther away from the lake surface, and there were no things like lights on the car. Looking up, you could see a dark blue indigo blue color. There were countless blurred shadows in front of you, or stones, or branches, or even a sink or puddle, which could not be distinguished at all.
Racing horses at night is the most stupid thing. Many common places during the day become a death-seeking Yama at night.Even if the 800-mile rush documents were enjoyed along the way, the post offices in various places would prepare horses as soon as they saw the banner. The messenger did not need to land and rushed all the way, but it only lasted during the day. In order to prevent miscarriages, they would never rush to the road after night.
Ran Hongxia held the reins of the horse, and the Joho in her mouth was sound. Her bright eyes stared at the void in the dark night. The old and thin horse could always dodge her legs at the right time, avoiding the life-seeking obstacles on the road, and running wildly all the way, without reducing its speed.
Geng Zhao knew that this was not a lucky draw, but an extremely skilled art of driving and controlling horses. While admiring it, he couldn't help but think: Where did a beautiful woman in the Second Palm Academy learn such a skillful horsemanship?I dare not disturb me at will, so I climbed the edge of the car and squinted my eyes and looked at the road ahead.
The rain stopped for a moment, and the hazy moonlight broke through the clouds. Geng Zhao identified the surrounding scenery and shouted against the wind: This is Pohu Forest!After going forward a few miles, you will reach the boundary of Zhucheng Mountain!Ranhongxia nodded, her spirit was greatly boosted, she turned her head and smiled slightly, and suddenly she was like a lily blooming, and the snowy face was full of spring.
Geng Zhao was stunned and thought to himself: It turns out that the Second Palm Courtyard is so beautiful when she smiles!I quickly turned around and didn't dare to look at it.
Suddenly, he screamed after hearing the car. He quickly lowered his head and got into the broken car tent. When Cailan pointed at the car, he screamed: She...she is still there!We are going to chase... and we are catching up!He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, his pink neck tilted, and he fainted in Huang Ying's arms again.
As I looked at the moonlight, about three meters away from the back of the car, the petite Bihu dragged the Wanjie Knife, and two straight and thin legs, like pink, quickly intertwined. The toes that were as tender as the tip of the newly peeled bamboo shoots were as tender as they were touching the ground, and even the mud and water didn't even bring a few drops of mud. The gauze skirt was soaked in rain, and the waist and abdomen were close to the skin. The jade-colored snowy skin exuded the garlic texture, and when reflected by the moonlight, it turned warm and radiant.
The sight in the rain was not good, and Geng Zhao lost her trace for a while, thinking she had already gotten rid of it.As the heavy rain stopped, the moonlight returned to brightness. Unexpectedly, she chased after her again. This time she lacked the cover of night rain and got closer and closer. Soon after, she had already pulled within two feet. Geng Zhao did not dare to leave, so she climbed the half-destroyed tent to closely monitor it.
Looking through the moonlight, Bihu's legs are slender, his body is thin, and his waist is small. From the small navel to the snowy triangular ground at the base of his legs, there is no trace of extravagance; the lines between the abdomen are undulating, the soft muscles are tightly tied, and there is no hard and hard eye-catching with the developed muscles.The pubic hill is slightly raised, and a small tuft of flying curly glutinous glutinous rice is covered with a small tuft of flying curly glutinous rice, which is only slightly larger than a single coin, but is extremely black, soft and shiny, like a baby's strong hair.
Geng Zhao felt strange and couldn't help but take a few more glances: Bihu's snow-greasy skin seemed to be covered with a layer of moist halo, and a few drops of sweat were slid across the tight small waist and navel line of the muscles, and Yuxue was so cute that it was indescribable.
(She is sweating!)
Zombies will not sweat, only living things will; they will not sweat even if they are still, and only by moving their bodies and making their muscles will sweat.Since you can sweat and relieve heat, your muscles and bones will naturally get tired... Geng Zhao's thoughts are electric, and in an instant, countless thoughts have turned in his heart.
Huang Ying hugged Cailan, who was fainting, and murmured to herself: Why... why did she become such a monster?His face was pale, but there was an indescribable coldness in the trembling voice.
Geng Zhao shook her head: She is a human, not a monster.Turn around and crawl back to the front seat.
Ran Hongxia asked loudly: Is Bihu chasing me?
Geng Zhao nodded and suddenly said: Second Palm Courtyard, I guess Miss Bihu’s light skills should be good.
Ran Hongxia was stunned: How did he know?He looked slightly away from the wind and said loudly: Bihu’s light skills are very good!Even if my senior sister and third junior sister are included, she can rank fourth and fifth!This child is not good, but he has unique talent.
Geng Zhao nodded silently and said for a moment: Second Palm Courtyard, according to the speed of Miss Bihu, I will catch up when I was young. I want to borrow Kunwu Sword from you.The caravan is almost half destroyed and will never fight in the car.Ran Hongxia said anxiously: No!I...I will never leave you behind and let you face the demon sword alone!
Geng Zhao had no idea how to explain it in a hurry, and thought for a while before saying: I can't beat the demon sword, but I may have won the Bihu Girl.Ran Hongxia frowned when she heard this: What does this mean?
Geng Zhao said: In my opinion, even if he takes the demon sword, He A San is He A San, and Miss Bihu is still Miss Bihu.If He A-san had the light skills of Miss Bihu, we would be dead on the bridge just now; if He A-san had the strength of Miss Bihu, he would definitely smash half of the caravan with one knife.
Ran Hongxia was slightly stunned and immediately woke up. She couldn't help but admire the boy's insight and thought to herself: Even I couldn't help but feel sad while escaping, but he saw what I had never seen and what I had never thought.But he still shook his head: My junior sister has always been weak, but she can wield the Wanjie Sword effortlessly. So what do you say?
Geng Zhao shook his head.
I don't know, it takes more clues to speculate.Please borrow a sword first.
no!The demon sword is strange, and the ghosts are hard to predict!If I let you get out of the car, what's the difference between killing you with my own hands?How can you sacrifice lightly when the situation is not at the end of despair!She was anxious, clasping the reins with her hands, biting the sandalwood mouth a few tangles, and her snowy face turned slightly red: Do you understand?
Geng Zhao was speechless, and he thought that it was not necessary to have a sword, but the crisis came in a moment. He broke down a piece of the broken shaft, bent his waist and legs on the seat of the car, and made a gesture to jump.
Ran Hongxia was driving in full consciousness. She saw a glimpse from the corner of her eyes and hurriedly reached out to grab his collar.Unexpectedly, Geng Zhao moved very quickly, and suddenly lowered his head and flashed by; suddenly the wheels ran through a hole on the ground, bounced high on the left, and the two of them suddenly lost their balance and suddenly collided into a ball.
Ran Hongxia did not avoid the suspicion of men and women. She took the opportunity to grab it and scolded her: You're not going to be upset!At a young age, what kind of heroes should be learned?Do you want to die?Holding the reins with one hand, he hurriedly stabilized the car body.
Geng Zhao was not tall, and was held up by the tall and slim Lanhongxia, and she was holding her arms out of her hands. She looked like her sister taught her naughty young brother a lesson. She snuggled up to her delicate and soft body, smelling the faint fragrance of sweat from her arms, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
During the dispute, the caravan rushed out about a mile, and suddenly saw a dark thing sticking out of the woods, shaped like a mill and a little like a tower.Ran Hongxia was suspicious when she suddenly heard Geng Zhao shouting: It’s a beacon tower!That is the beacon tower of this city!There was a sentry stationed in Taichung, with more than ten brothers in a squad, all of whom were fully armed.Second Palm Courtyard...
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the body suddenly became empty!
Geng Zhao was spinning and flipped a few times. Until the door of his back hit the hard ground, he realized that he was thrown out while galloping.He hugged his head and rolled for a few turns, transformed from the impact force, jumped up, and saw a huge pit three feet away. The wood chips in the pit were vaguely distinguished. It turned out that Bihu chased after him and smashed the remaining half of the caravan with one knife!
The weak horse was severely injured in the hind leg, fell to the ground, hissing and moaning.
Not far from the pit, a graceful and red-robed shadow rose up with a sword.The dyed red hairpin belt burst out, covering its long hair like a waterfall, covering half of the jade cheeks like snow; the clothes all over were scratched by sharp wood chips, and blood was stained like maple, and the crystal skin that was as frost as snow was exposed in the broken holes, which was particularly sad and beautiful.
She barely stood up, dragged her left leg and walked a few steps forward, pulling out Huang and Lan from under the tattered tarpaulin.The two seemed to be fine, Cailan was still unconscious. Huang Ying held her little head and shook it several times, looking confused, but there was no skin injury on her body.
(Where is the demon sword? Where is the demon sword?)
(Demon Sword...where is the Demon Sword!)
Geng Zhao grabbed a shaft wood as thick as a bowl and looked around anxiously.A cold wind blew, the tree crowns on both sides rustled and shook, and dark clouds in the sky were swept over, the moonlight became thinner and fainter, and the vision became darker than imagined, just like someone was playing with the lights...
With an indescribable intuition, Geng Zhao dragged the elf forward.Ran Hongxia leaned on Kunwu's sword and supported Cailan with Huang Ying. She walked towards her, and her beautiful face was full of care: Brother Geng!You're fine...
Geng Zhao's heart moved and shouted: Be careful!The wood swept the shadow of the tree beside it, and with a bang, the whole shaft burst out, and a slender and slender shadow flashed out, and several thick trees fell down in all directions. A ferocious huge stone knife was dragged out to the sound of iron chains!
Go quickly!He turned around and shouted: Go to the beacon tower!
Ran Hongxia hesitated slightly and threw Kunwu sword over.
Geng Zhao took it and prayed in his heart: Uncle Seven!Today, Azhao handed over his life to the sword weapon you forged with your own hands!Sweeping towards thousands of disasters with swords and sheaths!Under the bombardment of iron and stone, Kunwu's sword sheath burst out, but the dark copper-colored sword body did not even shake; Wanjiao rustled a few times, and some stone powder was shaken off, and the sword marks on the sword seemed to be like a new carving.
Geng Zhao was overjoyed and didn't use any tricks. He held the hilt of the Kunwu Sword in both hands and turned around and chopped it up again!
He knew that his martial arts were low and he was only born with his natural strength, so he slashed hard, and every time he slashed, he snatched before Bihu. Without waiting for her to use her body to get old, he turned his head and another sword. After more than ten rounds of attack, Bihu's body was light and turned faster and faster, but the sword changed slowly. It was not so much a sword dancing, but it was better to say that it was a shield with Wanjie Sword as a shield. The impact movements were more than chopping, and the human sword gradually separated.
Even so, the disaster is as heavy as a thousand pounds. In addition, Kunwu is an extremely strong sword. The sword body is hard and not resilient. Every time the battle is fought, 30% of the force it swung back from the sword body, which shocked him to burst his hands and his arms were sore and soft. He was beaten and retreated. Unexpectedly, he stepped on the air and fell into a big pit.
not good!
He raised his sword to protect his head and face, but Wanjie could even slash out three-foot deep pits on the ground. How could he be easily stopped?
Just as he was about to close his eyes and wait for death, Bihu suddenly stopped and hesitated by the pit, as if he wanted to go back and jump over, as if he was a broken bridge, but he vaguely knew that the enemy was not opposite. A pair of snow-covered thin, straight and long legs stretched out from the edge of the pit, and the dusty naked toes were very delicate. He looked up but saw a pink tender clam at the base of his legs, which was covered with bright and shiny, and it kept scattering between the light cherry-colored snow trunks. A shimmer of crystal clear liquid overflowed from the honey crack, and the scenery under the skirt was undoubtedly at a glance.
He looked around without careful consideration and hurriedly looked around: the pit was about seven feet deep, ten feet square, and there seemed to be bricks and stones along the pit, and now most of the blocks were poured out.This place is very close to the beacon tower of Bairiliu Cinema, and may be the storage pool excavated by the former garrison.
Could it be... she can't climb down the pit?Suddenly, he remembered that when He A-san fell off the broken bridge, his movements became even more dull. He could not climb the bridge pier for a long time, which seemed to be the weakness of Wanjie Dao.
Bihu couldn't get down the pit, so he screamed in anger. He grabbed the iron chain and swung the stone knife into the pit!
The tip of the knife pierced the stone at the bottom of the pond. Geng Zhao had no choice but to avoid it. He climbed the rough surface of the stone knife and snatched up and took the opportunity to jump out of the pond pit.Bihu pulled back the chain with force, but the strength was about a little less; Wanjie sank as soon as it moved, and then he pulled it up again the second time.
Geng Zhao thought to himself: That's true!Even though the demon sword is magical, human power is poor after all.Take a look at the opportunity and stabbed Bihu's right thigh with a sword!
Bihu fell down and swung the Wanjie knife in his chest, swinging Geng Zhaoping out.
Geng Zhao fell straight to the opposite side of the pond pit, and rolled out more than two feet from the ground, vomiting all the blood on the ground.He stood up and wiped his lips, took the sword and slowly retreated. Bihu opposite him sat on the ground, struggling to stand up, but his right leg was unable to exert force. He shot a raging fire of hatred in his round and large eyes, and he roared lowly in his mouth, as if he was trapped in a trapped beast.
Geng Zhao stared at her and said in a deep voice: If you want to chase after her again... I will take your life next time.
The demon sword was like a human being, and the Bihu howled to the sky, struggling more and more intensely.A demon and a man had four eyes confronted each other across the air. Geng Zhao retreated ten feet away before turning around and running towards the beacon tower.
He used the moonlight to distinguish the landform and recognized the name of this place as Hongluoyu, which is considered to be the northern branch of Zhucheng Mountain. The canyon is not very high, but it is stacked into a snail shell, so it is named.The beacon tower should be built along the top of the gorge. Going further forward, it will be a low cliff.
After running for a while, I heard the sound of swords and swords fighting in front of me, and I was secretly shocked: Could it be that something happened to the beacon tower?I hurriedly walked out of the woods, but saw a green light on the open space in front of the platform with a mist of red mist. A figure flashed in between. Looking ahead and suddenly behind, avoiding the straightness like a ghost; rubbing my eyes again, I couldn't help but be shocked.
It turned out that in the center of the battle group, Ran Hongxia held a burgundy scimitar in her hand, and the red mist rushed out of the blade.She had an injury to her left leg, so she simply sat on the ground, leaning against the stone lion in front of the stage, and responded to the enemy with a scimitar. She couldn't see her expression clearly at night. Judging from the movements of the sword dancing, her physical strength seemed to be exhausted.
The people who came have the upper hand, but have not yet killed them.Geng Zhao was about to step forward when he suddenly heard Huang Ying shouting: Geng Zhao!Go and help Sister Hong!Turning her head, she saw her sitting far away on the other side of the open space. In addition to Cailan lying on her side, there was also a tall and thin old man with a clear appearance, closing his eyes cross-legged, and his face was so blue that he was afraid of people.
When Ran Hongxia heard him coming, her hands suddenly felt weak, as if she had exhausted her strength; the enemy holding the green light did not bend her knees and bend her legs, and she would step backwards with a pointer.Ran Hongxia said anxiously: Brother Geng!Hurry, stop this person... Suddenly, my pink neck tilted, and my plump breasts fluctuated violently. My straight nose squirted out two faint pink smoke, as if rouge was quietly dyed.
Only then did Geng Zhao realize that it was not to repel the enemy, but to keep him!Without any time to ask in detail, he swung Kunwu sword and swept it, and all the retreats for future people were blocked!
The man turned around to block it, and when he looked at it, he found that his whole body and head and face were wrapped in bandages. He held a broad sword with green light. The sword edge was like orchid petals, which was extremely rare.Geng Zhao was slightly stunned and recognized that it was a weapon made by the Sword Qi Palace. When he started grinding the edge, he had watched it from the side and blurted out: You are Mo Sanxia from Qi Palace!
The man didn't say a word, and turned around and was about to take off the Kunwu sword, but Geng Zhao shook his hand and avoided it. A trace of praise flashed through his bandage's detailed eyes. He didn't see how he took action. Geng Zhao's ribs hurt slightly, and his whole body suddenly fell to the ground, half of his body was sore and numb that he could not move.
(So fast...so fast technique!)
The man slowly walked past his eyes, and a blood bead suddenly fell to the ground; before the second step was taken, the blood bead dripped again, the second, the third... was as if the rain leaked in front of the eaves.
Is he injured?Geng Zhao was shocked: With his skills, if he put all his strength into it, he would be afraid that even the Second Palm Academy would be unable to resist... Why did this person come from?
The man raised Lan Feng Kuojian and took a step forward, stepping faster and faster. Suddenly, his body swayed slightly, and he stabbed at the old man in white with his eyes closed and cross-legged like flying!
Huang Ying screamed in shock. Unexpectedly, the moment the sword was striking, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, rolled the Lan Feng sword into his sleeve with his backhand, and hit the man in the chest with a palm!
The man's chest burst, and blood was like a scattered wine, splashing into a rainbow of sunlight. With a bow, he drew his sword and retreated. He had slid four or five feet away between the two ups and downs, and kneeled on his knees, and deep blood plasma overflowed.
The old man's face turned gray. This attack seemed to have exhausted his little left in his spare time. He couldn't stand up, and he coughed violently for a while and sneered: After doing it for a long time, it turned out... it turned out that you were here to kill me.Want to...want to silence, monster?
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This old man was Wei Wuyin, the demon of Lushui Qin who was tracking the demon sword.
Wei Wuyin and Youning fought fiercely along the way, and the two sides fought and walked, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority. They fought all the way to Hongluoyu, and the true energy suddenly condensed, and the Nei Chuang could no longer suppress it. In the critical moment, they happened to encounter Ran Hongxia and her party who came to take refuge.Ran Hongxia had a few encounters with him, and had been respected for him for a long time, so naturally she could not sit still.
Geng Zhao struggled hard, and finally the blood on the left half of his body became stronger. He jumped up and saw the man kneeling on his chest and was about to come forward to subdue him, but Wei Wuyin said anxiously: He... He is holding a demon sword, and he will transfer as soon as he encounters gold and iron!Don't get close to it... I coughed a few times and was furious: First... look at Miss Ran!
Geng Zhao hurriedly helped the ransoming sun-glow up. Her cheeks were flushed and her thick eyelashes were closed. The breath she exhaled was filled with a warm and sweet fragrance of fruit; in addition, there were no fatal injuries all over her body.He couldn't see any clues and hurriedly turned around: Senior!What happened to the Second Palm Academy?
Wei Wuyin said: Take away the knife from her hand first!The knife is fed with poison and it only works for women.
Geng Zhao snatched it with his hand and was about to throw it out, the demon of Qin said again: Let's wait!That is a demon sword with red eyes, so you can't let the tiger return to the mountain!You take off your outer shirt and wrap the knife tightly, so that you don’t have to let go of the red mist on the knife, which will harm the woman.
Geng Zhao wrapped his knife as he said, carrying it behind his back, and hugged Ran Hongxia next to Wei Wuyin.Wei Wuyin took her pulse for her, and for a while, she was speechless and said: It's hard to deal with.Geng Zhao said anxiously: Where is the antidote?Please give me some advice, and I will go and get it now.
Wei Wuyin sneered: If there is a medicine, what is it? It’s hard to deal with?Silly boy, if you want to save her, you must keep your life.Look!The evil star who seeks life is here.
On that side, Lu Yanqing quickly pointed out several large acupoints on his chest, and the true qi was running for a few weeks, and he slowly stood up with his sword.
Geng Zhao has seen the terrifying vitality of the demon sword that is immortal for hundreds of tribulations, and he feels numb. He holds the Kunwu sword, and his mind flies for an instant, thinking hard to deal with it--
The man could knock himself down as soon as he met him. He was a thousand times more terrifying than Bihu, which held thousands of disasters. The strength between the two was inferior, and he could not be considered a mud of heaven and earth. Bairiliu Cinema is not known for its martial arts. There is no martial arts instructor in Changsheng Garden where Geng Zhao grew up. He knows that he has no chance of winning in martial arts...
Who did you learn the method of clashing acupoints?Behind him, Wei Wuyin deliberately lowered his voice.
Geng Zhaoji was obedient and pretended to stretch out his hand to stroke his face, and said in a low voice: I have never learned the method of clashing the acupoint.
That's OK.If you can deceive me, that guy will definitely secretly admit it.Wei Wuyin said in a low voice: He was injured very much. If he was not sure of killing me, he would definitely leave as soon as possible.If you want to fight for time to save Miss Yan, you must scare this guy away.
Geng Zhao had no choice but to hold the sword in both hands and stand up at will; his wrists and hips were loose, so that he could adapt to the situation as soon as possible.
Since he was a child, he only learned the crude skills of the eight styles of breaking formations and iron-line fist in the Zhongxing Army. He knew very little about martial arts, and thought about how to run faster and jump higher and react one step faster.This casual and relaxed posture instead strengthened Wei Wuyin's impression of bluffing, and it became more and more unpredictable and inconceivable.
The demon of the piano makes fun in pain and secretly laughs at himself: The child can teach you!The boy didn't say a word, he was too calm; he might be able to scare me when he was in a place.I was still waiting to speak, and suddenly I was speechless.
At the other end of the woods, a small figure limped and limped, dragging a hideous giant sword like a stone pillar, and the harsh iron chain sounded loudly, which was comparable to the soul-catching rope of the envoy of the King of Hell.
The old man's phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp light like a sharp edge flashed across, and it dimmed again.
It turns out... this is the Demon Sword Ah of the World of Tribulations in this world!He shook his head and sneered:
Are you attracted by the evil ghost and demon atmosphere of your companion, and come here to fight to be the Gu King?
Bihu dragged the demon sword and came to the beacon tower, roaring at Youning, as if provocative.Lu Yanqing looked at her, and whistled her lips long, and the roar was almost unheard, but she couldn't help but feel ache in her ears. Bihu's whole body shook violently, and slowly turned her head along the point of the sword's edge. The holders of Youning and Wanjie actually approached each other side by side!
Such changes seem to be more than the elderly know.Wei Wuyin was speechless and finally lost her usual calmness.
Geng Zhao suddenly turned around.
How much time does Erzhangyuan have?
If there is no rescue within half an hour, Wei Wuyin shook his head: No need to save it!
No need for injections?
The old man glanced at him, as if he was pointing something.
No, just have a secluded place.
Geng Zhao didn't pay attention and nodded calmly: OK, I have a solution.Go here!
He carried the old man up with the ransanhongxia on his back, and called Huang Ying to support Cailan and followed closely.The five people came to the back of the beacon tower and a cool breeze blew towards them. The sound of the wind circled and whistled under their feet, making their clothes flutter and flutter upwards. There was a straight cliff behind the platform!
Huang Ying was so scared that she was a little tired. She opened her empty almond eyes and complained in a muffled voice: What kind of road do you bring?Where can I escape now?Seeing Youning and Wanjie getting closer, his eyes turned red and his legs became weak.
That's it...
Geng Zhao's eyes were firm, Zora held his right hand, and rushed to the wind and fell backwards just before the two demon swords arrived:
Jump!
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