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    A man and a woman appeared at the entrance.

    The man is tall and majestic. Although his face is a little narrow, he has clear outlines and is as perfect as a marble statue.  Her skin is fairer and smoother than that of ordinary girls, but she doesn't feel effeminate at all.  On the contrary, his sharp eyes gave him a more domineering and domineering charm.

    He had a red scarf tied on his forehead, a tight-fitting yellow warrior uniform under his plain blue outer robe, and a leather vest, which made him look even more broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted.  There is a sword hanging on the left and right waists. He is about twenty-four or five years old, and his appearance is extremely majestic.  Most of the people present were familiar with the world. When they saw this man coming with his hands behind his back and his calm demeanor, they knew that this man was something special. Moreover, because of his high nose and deep eyes, if he was not a Hu, he must have the blood of a Hu.  strangeness.

    The woman¡¯s appearance is also not that of a Chinese person, but she is obviously not of the same race as the man.  But regardless of her face, figure, eyebrows and skin, she is so beautiful that people's hearts beat.  But her expression was as cold as ice, and her charm and charm were not inferior to the stunning beauties like Shan Wanjing and Shen Luoyan.  She was also strange. After crossing the threshold, she deliberately lagged half a foot behind, as if to keep a certain distance from the man.

    ?Ban Fenghan, Fu Junyu.  Ever since the two unlucky disciples fell into the field, Sword Master already knew their identities.  Because in the original work, Ba Fenghan¡¯s appearance is so impressive!

    As soon as the two of them arrived at the venue, they saw the tense situation that was about to break out, and they couldn't help being stunned at the same time.  Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who were quietly retreating into the crowd to find a place to escape, froze the moment they saw Fu Junyu.  Because they saw the shadow of Fu Junma who was willing to sacrifice his life for the two of them!

    "Who are you? Why are you here to cause trouble?" Several important people had their own thoughts, but Chen Yuanzhi asked aloud.

    Looking at Chen Yuanzhi who was glaring at him, Ba Fenghan was about to speak, but suddenly he heard the young man in the field sigh softly: "Turkic Ba Fenghan, Goguryeo Fu Junyu. Today is indeed a good day to kill people."

    As soon as the words fell, Ba Fenghan and Fu Junyu's pupils shrank, and they looked at the young man in front of them warily, but they were extremely cautious in their hearts.  Because between the two of them, the young man in front of them seemed like an ordinary person who didn't understand martial arts at all!

    "Who are you?" Although he knew that the young man in front of him was in danger, Ba Fenghan did not panic at all. Instead, he showed an excited smile after seeing a powerful enemy.

    "Historical editor Jianjun Twelve Hate, I have seen Brother Ba and Miss Fu." Seeing the excitement on Ba Fenghan's face, Jianjun felt funny in his heart. This Ba Fenghan is indeed as written in the book, good at martial arts.  Crazy.

    "So you are the Sword Master." On the other hand, Fu Junyu, who was on the other side, reacted a bit exaggeratedly after hearing the boy's name, "I just don't know, are you qualified?"

    "I understand what Miss Fu means. It must be your master Fu Cailin, right?" Looking at Fu Junyu's cold and arrogant look, Jianjun smiled coldly and ignored the shocked expressions of everyone in the hall after hearing Fu Cailin's name.  He said, "But it doesn't matter. The Great Sui Dynasty went on an expedition to Goguryeo and laid down millions of corpses. You Goguryeo even had the head of my son of the Han family cast into a palace in Jingguan. Such atrocities cannot be tolerated in the world. I have to stay in the original business of Xiazhong. I have to go there."  . At that time, the Goguryeo warrior who appears in front of me will not leave behind his sword! Everyone present at this moment is a witness!"

    As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue suddenly changed their colors!  No one could have imagined that this young man could have such a crazy side.  He actually wanted to go to Goguryeo on his own to avenge the death of millions of people!  There were even some young and enthusiastic young people present who couldn't help but shout loudly, "Come on!"

    With a cry, Fu Junyu unsheathed his sword, "How brave!"

    Seeing the opponent draw his sword, the Sword Lord smiled and said: "Yi swordsmanship? I'm about to see it!"

    As soon as the words fell, the sword master stopped talking nonsense. The heretic sword behind him suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot directly into Fu Junyu's throat!

    "Ding!" There was a soft sound, and Fu Junyu took three steps back, his face extremely horrified. Just now, the disciple of the Goguryeo master couldn't even see clearly how the young man took action. He only saw a ray of silver light coming straight towards him.  He blocked it reflexively and managed to escape!

    "What a fast sword!" Seeing the young man's powerful swordsmanship, everyone present was shocked.  After taking a nap, Ba Fenghan shouted loudly, unsheathed his sword on his left and right, and struck the young man headlong.  But this lone wolf from the desert knew that he and Fu Junyu were no match for each other. Only by joining forces could they find a way out, so he took action boldly!

    "You're not bad either!" Seeing the long knife coming towards his head, the young man didn't panic. He just took a step back and let Ba Fenghan slash him in the air with a chilling blow.

    Ba Fenghan was not surprised when he slashed the air with his sword. The long sword in his right hand was already in the air as soon as he stepped forward.Under the hood, he stabbed straight into the boy's chest!

    In the blink of an eye, the long sword came three inches in front of the young man's chest, but the distance between these three inches seemed to be the end of the world. The young man's feet did not move, but he seemed to fly in the air and kept retreating at the same speed as the tip of the sword, as if he were an immortal.  !

    At this moment, a long and narrow sword stabbed at him diagonally, exactly where the young man was about to arrive in the next moment.

    Seeing that the escape route was blocked, the young man did not panic at all. He simply turned his hands behind his back and held the sword again.  The Heretic Sword, using the boy's own strength, knocked Fu Junyu's long sword away with just one touch.

    The breeze blew by, and in a split second, the young man escaped from the attack of the two young masters from a foreign country, while the long sword behind him did not even move.

    Looking at the young man who retreated to the center of the hall, Ba Fenghan's face turned pale.  It was not because he was frightened and angry when he saw his opponent's strength, but when he saw that the opponent, a guy who was a few points smaller than himself, was so confident when facing the attack between himself and Fu Junyu.  It was a huge insult.  Ba Fenghan's face was livid, Fu Junyu's face was also extremely ugly, and the people of the Yingyang Sect on the side looked panicked.

    In just a few moves, Ba Fenghan and Fu Junyu showed their ruthlessness and strength, but they were unable to force each other to attack with all their strength. How could this not frighten a few people?

    "Zheng!" The long sword was straightened horizontally, and the rapid movement caused the thin sword body to tremble.  Looking at the people facing the sword, the young man smiled coldly: "Let's go together, you may be able to find a chance of survival!"

    "What are you crazy about?" Just now they were still frightened by the young man's methods, but now after listening to the young man's words, everyone was furious. Shen Naitang was old and tolerant, Shen Wushuang was a weak girl, but Meng Chang on the side was young  He was full of energy and believed that standing behind Ba Fenghan, Fu Junyu and Shen Naitang was extremely safe, so he cursed loudly.

    "Why bother? You must know that trouble comes from your mouth!" Meng Chang shouted angrily, causing his brother Meng Ran and Shen Naitang to panic, but the sword master just glanced at him and immediately lowered his eyebrows.

    The long hair suddenly fluttered, and a gust of cool wind quietly surged in the hall, as if blowing over a dangerous cliff, and chanted a faint whistling sound, "With your head raised a thousand hills away, in the roaring wind, you can find opponents to discuss swords with, high  It's so cold here!" A strangely melodious chant came from the young man's mouth, making everyone nervous.  The young man caused a bloody storm in the world, and his mysterious methods have long been known to everyone.  But at this moment, when I saw with my own eyes that this young man changed from the image of a delinquent boy who was full of laughter and scolding to a handsome young man who was dressed in plain white brocade, calm and composed, all of them couldn't help but feel in a trance.  .

    Everyone was in a trance, but Ba Fenghan and the others did not dare to be in a trance.  Because although the young man in front of him did not move, he quietly exuded a chill like a spring chill, covering the whole place.

    "What kind of skill is this? It's really miraculous!" Of all the people present, Ouyang Xiyi had the highest skill. The old man couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the magical changes taking place on the young man's body, and he spoke in surprise.

    A long howling wind blew a chill all over everyone's body, but everyone who faced the Sword Lord had chills all over their bodies!  In this wind, Ba Fenghan and Fu Junyu danced their swords fiercely to protect their bodies, but their hearts felt cold.  Even the wolf-like sense of smell honed by the endless killings on the grassland, or the wonderful skill of Yi swordsmanship that predicts the enemy's enemy, are completely useless at this moment in this pervasive cold wind!  The young man who was standing still just now turned into a white shadow and shot out, and the four-foot long sword turned into a breeze, exuding the cold murderous intention, leaving nothing behind!

    "Poof!" There was a soft sound, and the ethereal white shadow solidified behind Meng Chang, who was still talking nonsense just now, like a ghost, and the thin blade of the four-foot long sword had already penetrated into Meng Chang's back!

    "Brother!" Meng Ran, who looked back in astonishment following the voice, roared heartbreakingly, while Ba Fenghan's long sword in his left hand, which had been hidden by his side, had already struck out with a fierce blade!

    "Ding!" He casually pulled out the long sword from Meng Chang's back and swung Ba Fenghan's long sword away with a flick of his hand. Fu Junyu's sharp sword had already emitted dozens of sword lights, blocking all the young man's escape routes.  As for Shen Naitang, who had lost his beloved disciple, his palms, which had been filled with decades of intensive cultivation, were already being slapped on the chest with a deafening sound of breaking the wind!

    With the same hatred and hatred, the three people who were originally strangers developed an indescribable tacit understanding, and in an instant, the young man was put into an extremely dangerous situation!

    "The wind has passed without a trace!" A strange tone sounded, and the young man with no trace of panic on his face suddenly turned into a gust of breeze. From under the sword light of the three people, beside the sword blade, he calmly escaped from the palms of his hands, and his clothes fluttered.  In the middle of the flight, there was another soft sound that was almost hard to hear. Meng Ran, who was originally grieving for his brother, had a small blood flower soaked in his chest and fell to the ground!;
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