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- Chapter 348: Killing
He cursed loudly, leaned back violently, and used the iron bridge to avoid the sword just in time, but he could already feel the cold air coming from his pores and reaching the bottom of his heart.
He shuddered involuntarily, kicked his feet hard, and slid out six feet in the posture of an iron bridge.
The tip of the sword passed by at an angle. With this slip, he avoided the tip of the sword just in time, but the difference was only a hair's breadth. Cold air surged out from his crotch, and he almost lost control.
Anger surged in his chest. He shouted loudly, fell backwards, and used the lazy donkey roll move, rolling seven feet away. He stood up, drew his long sword, and phantom swords appeared. The flowers fiercely enveloped Sun Yuru.
At this time, he had given up the thought of pity and pity, and the humiliation turned into anger, burning his reason. There was only one thought in his mind: kill her, kill her!
Sun Yuru hummed. If she were to learn Qingfeng Sword, she would still be a little embarrassed when faced with such a fantastic swordsmanship.
But since practicing the Qingfeng Sword, I have gradually come to understand the subtleties of the swordsmanship. Following the wind, finding gaps like the wind, and seeing the essence directly through tricks are only the primary requirements of the Qingfeng Sword.
She chuckled, this stinky man was just used for practice, to see if she was proficient in Qingfeng Sword.
With a lightness, she slowly retreated, as if her body was extremely light, and the sword energy alone could lift her up. The sword in her hand swung gently, without any anger, and it had no power to hurt anyone.
The big man stepped forward, his body moving faster, like a crossbow arrow, the sword was shining brightly, and the air was so cold that the exposed skin of everyone seemed to have been pricked by fine needles.
Li Tianyong felt awe-struck in his heart. He didn't expect this man to have such deep inner strength. He didn't use all his strength just now. Otherwise, he would have been defeated long ago.
Sun Yuru swung the sword lightly, like a long sleeve fluttering, waving away a white cloud, light and graceful, dazzling.
The short and thin middle-aged man's eyelids opened suddenly, and two rays of cold lightning shot out, the light was so dazzling that he didn't dare to look directly.
He moved his body and appeared in front of the big man. He was about to put his hands on the big man's shoulders and push him away, but he felt a cold air coming from his hand. It was so fast that it was about to touch his skin.
He was shocked in his heart. With his own internal strength, he didn't even hear a sneak attack from the sword. It was really strange.
Ignoring the big man, he twisted his body and swung his sword. The long sword was unsheathed. There was a flash of lightning and a clear and sweet "ding" sound.
He trembled, retreated sharply, swung his long sword, danced into a ball, and turned into a sword net, covering himself.
Turning around, he saw Du Wenxiu looking calmly over here, his hand off the hilt of his sword, his expression calm. He glanced at him and turned away.
He knew that Du Wenxiu must have been stabbed by the sword just now, but he did not expect that she was cold and noble, but her actions were not upright.
He sneered twice, shook his head, and showed a look of regret: "What a pity, what a pity!"
Du Wenxiu ignored him, as if she didn't hear what he said, and just turned to look at the two people on the other side. Only then did the short and thin middle-aged man stop and turned around to look.
As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw his companion being injured.
Sun Yuru swung his sword lightly, just as the big man rushed forward, as if he had hit the sword. Blood spattered from his left shoulder, but he was already injured.
Without frowning, the big man swung the long sword in his right hand and slashed straight out with a hissing sound, extremely fast.
Sun Yuru's body floated and swayed like a lotus leaf on the water, just in time to avoid the fierce slash of his long sword.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" The big man looked up to the sky and screamed, he was so depressed that he was going crazy. He was injured, but he didn't hurt the other person at all. It was a complete defeat!
Du Wenxiu's voice suddenly floated up and came slowly, directly covering the big man's roar to the sky, and said calmly: "Third junior sister, the master is here."
Du Wenxiu¡¯s internal power is the Qingyun Gong of the Yanxia Sect. The true energy in his body is similar to the cloud energy. It is continuous and changes suddenly, making it difficult to predict.
Sun Yuru tiptoed, her body drifted back, and she looked over here, only to see her master Wu Wanyun floating over with a cold look on her face.
"Master!" She moved forward, landed in front of Wu Wanyun, and said with a sweet smile: "Master, why are you here? They can be left to me and senior sister to take care of them!"
Wu Wanyun said calmly: "I heard that they wanted to explain something. Don't you want to hear what it is?!"
"Hehe, I want to hear it!" Sun Yuru nodded hurriedly and said with a sweet smile: "Master, what on earth is he going to say?!"
"I want to know too!" Wu Wanyun said calmly, her body floating forward, and she came to the place where the two gangs were fighting.
She is dressed in a white dress and her stockings are spotless. She is like a white lotus in a troubled world, bright and clean, which makes people shine.
The big man¡¯s long sword was not sheathed, he pointed at Wu Wanyun and hummed in a deep voice: ¡°Are you the leader of the Yanxia Sect, Wu?!¡±
"I am exactly that." Wu Wanyun nodded lightly.
The big man stared at her for a long time, then looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, okay!Okay!You are finally out!"
"You have something to say, but it doesn't matter." Wu Wanyun glanced at him coldly and said lightly.
"There are so many people here, we need to find a secluded place!" The big man looked around, shook his head, and said in a deep voice.
Wu Wanyun frowned and said calmly: "You can tell people everything you want. If you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to just say it!"
The big man shook his head, glared at her coldly, and hummed in a deep voice: "This is the master's order before leaving. If there are many people, I will not say it anyway!"
"You Taishan Sect are so sneaky in their actions?!" Wu Wanyun frowned and said calmly, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.
"Shut up!" the big man yelled angrily, glaring at Wu Wanyun fiercely: "Wu Zhang has a good attitude at the door, don't go too far!"
"Shut up!" Sun Yuru couldn't help but jump out, her bright eyes widened, she glared at the big man, and shouted: "Who are you, how dare you be so rude in front of my master!"
The big man sneered with disdain in his eyes. He obviously did not take Wu Wanyun into his eyes, let alone Sun Yuru.
Sun Yuru was so angry that she stamped her feet, turned around, clasped her fists, and said bitterly: "Master, disciple, please fight! I want to teach him a lesson first and let him know what etiquette is, okay?!"
Wu Wanyun glanced at the big man and nodded lightly: "Yeah, that's fine, don't kill the person!"
The big man seemed to be confident and sneered: "Hehe, okay, this is the way of hospitality of the Yanxia Sect, I have learned it!"
Sun Yuru drew her sword out of its sheath, took two steps forward, and said angrily: "For someone as rude as you, I'm going to beat you!"
After saying that, he unsheathed his long sword and placed it in front of him, humming: "Pull out your sword!"
The big man glanced at his companion, the short and thin middle-aged man. The middle-aged man stood there, as inconspicuous as a tree, and could easily be ignored.
The big man turned his head, flashed his long sword, and with a cold light, he rushed forward, swung his sword towards Sun Yuru, and shouted angrily: "I will discipline you on behalf of your master!"
A silver glow suddenly appeared in front of Sun Yuru, like a group of night pearls gathered together, emitting a gleaming light.
When the big man's long sword struck, the silver light suddenly flashed, and the brilliance spread out like a gun.
"Ding ding ding ding" the crisp sound of gold and iron mingling sounded, just like playing a song of spring river flowers and moonlit night, which is uniquely sweet.
The big man took a step back, and Sun Yuru also took a step back. Her beautiful face was solemn, and she stared at the big man with a look of surprise.
She didn't expect that this big man had such swordsmanship. She had really underestimated him before. He had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He would rather be injured than hide his true martial arts. He was afraid that it was to plot against her. As soon as he came up, he wanted to give him a blow, so he used Luoxia Sword Technique.
If not, I might fall into his trap unexpectedly.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder. The human heart is a ghost land and it is difficult to fathom. What Mr. Xiao said is indeed true!
"Try another move from me!" She was filled with anger and screamed, and a ball of silver light appeared in front of her again, slowly growing in size on her chest.
Seeing this, the big man took a step back and said in a deep voice: "What kind of ghost swordsmanship is this?!"
"Hmph, didn't Canglan Sect tell you?!" Sun Yuru snorted, glanced sideways at her, and said: "This is the sword technique of our Yanxia Sect's Zhen Sect. If you don't use it lightly, just look at it. It depends on your ability!"
As he spoke, the silver light surged, forming a sea of ????light and sweeping towards the big man with an astonishing momentum.
The big man snorted angrily, and rushed forward without retreating. He waved his long sword, forming a curtain of light that enveloped him.
He just didn¡¯t believe that his inner strength was deeper and he would not be able to match the opponent under the sword net, so he used a head-on attack.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding," a continuous sound of impact sounded, and blood started to flow out of the wound on his left shoulder again. He had exerted too much force and his blood was floating.
After the two swords clashed, they suddenly separated and took three steps back.
Sun Yuru's bright eyes widened, staring at the big man, but secretly adjusting her breath and concentration. She didn't expect this guy to be so difficult, and thought he would be defeated in one blow!
The big man was also staring closely at Sun Yuru.Unexpectedly, this little girl has a lot of internal strength, and her sword skills are even more exquisite.
He looked down and saw a new wound next to the old wound. It seemed that the flaw in his swordsmanship was on his left shoulder.
While thinking, he adjusted his breath and gathered his strength, preparing to strike again next time to defeat this stunning beauty.
After a fight, the anger at the beginning had dissipated, but she was so lively and beautiful, but she was reluctant to kill her.
Over there, the short and thin middle-aged man had changed his position and moved closer to Wu Wanyun, as if he wanted to talk to her.
Sun Yuru bit her lower lip and made up her mind not to hide the Qingfeng Sword Technique secretly anymore. She used this technique with the next sword and defeated this person with the sword.
She called out in a sweet voice: "Look at my Qingfeng Sword!"
He followed the wind and floated lightly towards the big man. The long sword spread out and drew a stream of light, which flew towards the big man's throat.
The big man sneered, his long sword trembled, and several sword flowers floated out, blocking him in front of him. He didn't care about Sun Yuru's casual sword strike.
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting on the stone couch in the hut, meditating and falling into concentration. He wanted to understand the strange situation in his body, but suddenly he heard noisy footsteps.
He was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized, he sighed secretly, he was afraid that he would be in danger today, someone actually copied Aishan.
Because there is no formation to hide it, this Ai Mountain is not a natural danger. As long as you are willing, you can quickly avoid the Yanxia Sect and enter the Ai Mountain.
The people of the Yanxia sect did not pay much attention to the people chopping wood, because these people were familiar people around them, but the Yanxia sect was wary of the rest of the people who went up the mountain.
However, these days, the Yanxia Sect has been guarding the entrance of the valley, and up and down Ai Mountain, but they have neglected their management. Someone sneaked up without noticing.
Xiao Yuesheng was helpless and shook his head. He couldn't stay in the hut, otherwise, several people would surround him and trap him to death.
Although his sword skills are still there, his inner strength has turned into running water. After he goes out, he doesn't know if he can stop them.
But at this time, he had no other choice but to work hard and struggle to survive. His wives were still waiting for him.
If you die in this life without succeeding in cultivation, you will fall into the path of reincarnation and will no longer be able to remember your wives.
Since then, he has been separated forever, unable to see her again. Every time he thinks of this, he shudders and dares not think about it any more.
Think about it, all the wives or confidants in previous lives have always wanted to know news about themselves and waited desperately, but nothing came. In the end, at the end of their lives, there was no news about them, leaving them depressed. .
Every time he thought about this, he felt that life was difficult. If he wanted to live peacefully and well, it was really not an easy task.
Thinking of this, he suddenly realized what had he wanted all along? !
I want a peaceful life, quiet and peaceful, without any risks, and finally work hard to practice Taoism without being disturbed by others.
Unfortunately, practicing Taoism is not a way out of the world. Instead, you need to constantly sharpen your state of mind in the world of mortals in order to grow faster. Otherwise, staying in the deep mountains and forests, slowly gaining enlightenment, will only be in vain in the end. , can¡¯t get the Tao.
Since then, he has been conflicted and helpless. Living in this world is a helpless thing. He has slowly understood and gradually become happy with it.
He was carrying a long knife, which he had used to cut the grass, but he had never returned it. There was never a long sword around him, so he could not use it.
Today, he finally had to fight someone. After much deliberation, he still had to use a knife. Although he could defeat the person with his bare hands, his power was greatly reduced.
"Who are you?" Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the hut, holding a knife and looking at the dozen big men in front of him.
"These people come in different shapes. Some are wearing yellow shirts, some are wearing long robes, and some are wearing short shirts. They have bare arms but wear woolen waistcoats.
They either carried knives or swords, as well as some strange weapons, such as bolas, life ropes, boots, and big guns.
Looking at these people, Xiao Yuesheng's face was slightly solemn. None of these people were good people. Although he had no internal power, his mental power was stronger. It was as if the internal power turned into mental power and was replenished. All the internal power in his body was exhausted. Transferred to the mind.
With a quick glance at his mind, he could tell that these people were all sinister and had several lives on their hands. They were all desperate people and should not be messed with.
But now that you are in front of me, it is useless to try to escape. The only solution now is to break through¡ª¡ª!
"Who are you?!" one of the big men asked coldly. He was tall and majestic and had a loud voice.Bright, like the sound of several people speaking loudly at the same time.
"Where you are now is the valley below!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, raising the long knife and looking at himself.
He took a look, nodded, and said to himself: "I should shave my beard. I have been too focused these days"
"Are you the master here?" The big man frowned, very arrogantly, and said lightly: "Who is here?!"
"It's just me, a lonely wild ghost," Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, glanced at them, and asked indifferently: "Who are you? What do you do to break in here?!"
"Is this where the Yanxia Sect is?" the big man asked loudly, his voice buzzing and echoing throughout the valley.
"The Yanxia Sect is over there." Xiao Yuesheng pointed to the west and said coldly, still shining the long knife to see his own image in the blade.
"Then do you know anyone from the Yanxia Sect?" The big man nodded and asked in a deep voice, staring at Xiao Yuesheng closely, as if to see if he was lying.
Xiao Yuesheng put down his knife and glanced at them: "We just said hello when we met,What, what do you want from the Yanxia Sect?!"
"That's great!" The big man nodded, turned his head and glanced at the people behind him, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Whoever comes, silence them!"
After saying that, he stepped back, and a gap opened behind him, allowing him to be in a protected position. There were several people in front of him, protecting him layer by layer.
Six people stood still, and the other four rushed forward, thrust out the spears in their hands, swung out the long swords, the sword light flashed, and several sword flowers were already covering them. There was another person, but it was a ghost-headed sword, and he suddenly slashed. When cutting, it is erratic and light, as if it is as light as a sword.
The last person wielded a long stick, which was fierce and powerful. The stick had heavy shadows and was so powerful that no one dared to directly attack its front.
Xiao Yuesheng raised his brows, smiled softly, stepped forward, swung the long knife suddenly, hit the tip of the spear, and cut off the silver tip of the spear.
With another strike, the long sword stabbed in the chest was struck, and the long sword broke.
He took another step and slashed with the sword. It hit the long stick just in time. With a bang, the long stick flew away from the owner's hand. It rolled in the air and landed five or six feet away. In the pine forest.
The last sword hit the swordsman who wielded the ghost-headed sword. The two swords collided, and the sound of the clang was clear and sweet.
"Tsk¡ª¡ª" Xiao Yuesheng's long knife was embedded in the opponent's knife, like a knife cutting into tofu, and it went in easily.
He lightly flipped his wrist, and with a "bang" sound, the tip and blade of the ghost-headed sword separated from the home and broke into two pieces. It could hardly have any power.
The four swords were swung out, the swords were thrilling. Every time the sword went down, it would hit a person's weapon, making them unable to use it again. They had never heard of such a fierce and unparalleled sword technique.
"Good sword skills!" The big man stood in the crowd of six people, clapped his hands, extended his thumbs, and showed an admiring look.
" Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, neither a plague nor a rage, and said in a calm tone: "If you want to kill me and silence me, you need a little more skill."
"Everyone, come forward!" The big man sneered, waved his hand, and the six people around him rushed out at the same time, all with long swords in their hands, and rushed towards Xiao Yuesheng.
" Xiao Yuesheng's feet slipped, like a galloping horse. They were too fast to react and had already gotten into the pine forest next to them.
"Don't enter the woods!" the big man said hurriedly, and the six people stopped in front of the woods and were about to step in.
"Xiang Master, can we just spare him?!" An ordinary man shouted unconvinced, waving the sword in his hand with an excited expression.
"Gang leader, we can't keep this person!" Another person next to him said hurriedly.
"That's right, Gang Leader, since such a master has been offended and the opportunity is rare, he must be removed, otherwise, there will be endless troubles!" someone else advised.
The big man turned his eyes and looked at everyone and nodded: "Okay! Everyone is in a group of three. Each group looks after each other and is not allowed to disperse. Let's go in and search together!"
"What if we meet him?" someone asked.
"Kill without mercy!" The big man glared at him and grunted.
"Yes!" Everyone responded loudly.
"Xiao Yuesheng was so domineering, and they were secretly worried that if they were to capture him alive, it would be difficult to capture him, and they would suffer heavy losses, but if he were to kill him directly, it would be much easier.
A group of three, several groups are connected together, as if a large net, and this small pine forest is not large. They can easily search for a search.
"Here!" A shout suddenly came from the distance, and the big man perked up, used Qing Kung, and galloped away in that direction.
"Ah!" A short scream sounded, and they suddenly moved a few minutes faster, reaching the place where the sound came from just now.
"Look around!" The big man waved his hand, and the masters who followed him slowly searched, worried in their hearts.
"Master of Incense, Brother Chen is here." A person shouted, and everyone gathered around him, but he was lying on the ground, motionless, as if he was dead.
The man sighed in a low voice: "Brother Chen's acupoints were tapped, but the wound on his wrist was very deep and has been disabled."
¡°Damn, this guy is too vicious!¡± The big man cursed bitterly.
This man¡¯s wrist was cut off and his wrist was broken. Even if he was cured, he could no longer use the sword. He was like a disabled person.
The man lowered his head, took a look at the wound, and hummed: "It's clean and neat. This man's sword skills are really easy to control."
"Damn! If you have the guts, get out of here and hide your head and show your tail. What kind of hero are you?!" The big man shouted loudly, and the sound shook the sky.
Xiao Yuesheng's voice rang out in the forest, lingering like mist: "If you withdraw now, I will spare your life! If not, don't blame me for being ruthless and showing no mercy!"
¡°Fart, fart your mother, get out of here!¡± The big man yelled, his voice filling the sky with unspeakable anger.
He was supposed to be hunting a wolf, but in the end, the wolf was beating him, turning him from a hunter into a prey. How could he not be angry and resentful in such a situation.
Xiao Yuesheng let out a sneer, which echoed in everyone's ears, and then disappeared.
"Keep searching, I just don't believe it. He has three heads and six arms!" The big man waved his hand and roared.
Everyone nodded one after another. They were in groups of three, but they were more closely connected. They were about the same distance from each other, giving them time to react.
They should not be too dense, lest they cannot be covered at one time, but they should not be too sparse, just like a fishing net. If they are too dense, the area will be too small, and if they are too sparse, the mesh will be too large.
"Ah!" A short scream suddenly sounded.
People turned around and looked in the direction of the screams, but they saw a swordsman beside the incense owner, already lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
As the owner of the incense, the big man looked calm, but his eyes widened, staring at Xiao Yuesheng, and said coldly: "You killed my people!"
Xiao Yuesheng stood next to a green pine, wearing a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, holding the long knife in his right hand, looking at him lightly, smiling slightly: "Can't your people kill you?"
"You have to die!" the big man said coldly, waved his hand, and several people slowly surrounded Xiao Yuesheng, trying to cover him.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled softly and shook his head. He felt extremely funny and said, "Don't waste your efforts. Instead of embarrassing yourself in front of me with your trivial skills, you might as well go home and put your wife and children to sleep!"
"Kill¡ª¡ª!" A loud shout rang out, and several people swung their swords and rushed towards Xiao Yuesheng, as if Xiao Yuesheng was a Tang monk, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood to relieve the depression in his heart. .
Xiao Yuesheng shrunk and hid behind the green pine trees beside him, letting them chop down the pine trees. These pine trees were all old, and their branches were dry and tough. The sword hit them with a dull sound, but they could not hit Xiao Yuesheng.
"I don't know how high the sky is!" Xiao Yuesheng sneered and decided not to be merciful anymore, otherwise, it would be endless and he would never appreciate it.
He drew his sword, and just in time, a person's head popped out from behind a tree, and he hit him in the middle with his sword. Although it was only the back of the sword, it knocked the person down and fell softly. His shot was not a little heavier. , and died an unexpected death.
He turned around and slashed with another sword. A big man was stabbing at him with his sword. The tip of the sword was struck by the knife. It was like hitting a branch. The tip of the sword shot out, and the long sword fell down.
Although Xiao Yuesheng has no internal strength, he is now invincible. He can strike with one strike. In addition, the force of the sword is a modification of physics in later generations. With the force of one strike, even the top masters in the martial arts can only take a step back. There is no other way. .
At first glance, his swordsmanship is fierce, but if you look closely, you will find that there is some fineness in the roughness, but not many people see it.
Someone wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to use skill to defeat his clumsiness, so that his sword could not be cut down, or to vent the murderous thoughts in his chest, but they could not take shape.
In the blink of an eye, he had struck out four of them with one blow, one by one. Only two swordsmen were still guarding the big man and did not make a move.
Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands on his sleeves, his green shirt spotless, looking at the big man quietly, and said calmly: "Do you want to fight again?"
"I can't compete with you!" The big man admitted defeat and snorted coldly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded lightly, glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "That's very good, and you still know how to retreat."?¡I¡¯m just too lazy to kill anyone anymore. "
"Get out!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand lightly.
The big man stared at him, groaned deeply, and waved his hands. Everyone gathered together, everyone looked surprised and inexplicable, as if they had experienced a nightmare.
These people gathered together and looked at each other. The weapons in each hand were gone and their hands were empty. Those who were lucky enough to save their lives were extremely lucky.
"Let's go." The big man waved his hand, and under the protection of the two elderly swordsmen, he moved slowly, as if he was hesitating about something.
"Shoot!" The big man suddenly clapped his hands and shouted loudly, which was extremely sudden.
Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, and the black shadows in the sky came over the sky, just like the situation during the locust plague, covering the sky and the sun endlessly.
" Xiao Yuesheng sneered, and quickly stepped in a circle with his feet, and then swung the long knife. The light of the knife was like a sword. Several rays of knife light surrounded him, like several strands of silk fluttering in front of him.
¡°Ding, ding, ding, ding,¡± countless crisp chirping sounds sounded, like strong winds and rain hitting the plantains and the eaves.
" Xiao Yuesheng retreated quickly. The knife was already covered with countless small pits and could no longer be used. He looked down, shook his head and smiled bitterly, quite reluctantly.
When those people saw this scene, they were also inexplicably surprised. This move had already assassinated countless heroes. It was considered to be weird and vicious and difficult to prevent. Unexpectedly, he actually used this method to block it instead of escaping the hidden weapon. scope.
"You are seeking your own death, don't blame me!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled coldly, threw his long knife, and rushed out.
He has no internal strength and cannot use Qing Gong, so he resorts to such stupid methods.
Now his body is far beyond that of ordinary people. He can run at full speed, faster than a galloping horse, and his Qinggong is even more advanced than ordinary masters.
"Bang!" A muffled grunt sounded, but Xiao Yuesheng got into the crowd, punched a person in the lower abdomen, and knocked him up. Then he kicked him flying and broke the person's lumbar spine. No matter what, His life and death, continue to take action.
When a punch came, he caught it casually, pulled it, and with a click, the opponent's arm was dislocated. He hit it again, and the opponent screamed, and he kicked him up and flew three feet away.
He was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. In the blink of an eye, three people were knocked away by him. Although they were not killed, they were disabled and unable to stand up again.
With his arms broken, his waist broken, or his hands broken, amidst the screams, Xiao Yuesheng stood among the crowd, moving freely and freely, like moving clouds and flowing water, raising his hands and feet, all with great power.
The big man stood behind the two old men, his face was pale, and he murmured to himself, knowing that he had caused a big trouble and had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.
"Master Xiang, you go first! We'll wait for a while!" An old man pushed him and said in a low voice, his eyes sharp.
The big man shook his head, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "If we live together and die together, isn't it just a scar as big as a bowl Eighteen years later, I am still a good man!"
An old man shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Xiang Master, even if you die, you have to avenge us. Let's meet under the underworld again! You hurry up, otherwise it will be too late!"
The big man shook his head and refused to leave.
Another old man stared closely at the field, pressed the hilt of his sword, with a solemn expression, and scolded: "Xiang¡ª¡ªLord¡ª¡ª! If you don't leave, who will know that we died here, and we will take revenge after death?" If you can¡¯t retaliate, wouldn¡¯t you be living in vain for the rest of your life?!¡±
"But" The big man hesitated for a moment and felt that it made sense.
"Don't worry, Master Xiang, we won't make it easy for him!" An old man patted him on the shoulder, pushed him out from the sky and flew away into the distance.
The big man took advantage of the situation and flew away, shouting: "Just wait, I will definitely come back for revenge!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, turned his wrist, took half a step, and dodged a man's broken sword. He stretched out his left hand from his sleeve and picked up a white chess piece.
"Hi¡ª¡ª" Amidst the long and sharp whistle, the big man was flying far away in the air, and suddenly fell down. He fell straight down. Looking at the height, it was probably difficult for him to survive.
Xiao Yuesheng's figure was like flying. He ran over and kicked him. He already understood that this man's life was gone, and it was in vain for Daluo God to save him.
The two old swordsmen were dumbfounded, staring at the incense master who fell to the ground, then looked at Xiao Yuesheng next to him, and shouted angrily: "I will fight with you!"
After saying that, the sword light flashed, and the two swords were unsheathed at the same time, and then weaved into a sword net, covering Xiao Yuesheng.
The two old men looked like crazy demons, but they were very calm when they used their sword skills. The sword light was continuous and airtight. Xiao Yuesheng moved his feet and tossed around in it. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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