Updated: 2012-10-19

(I wanted to take a short snooze yesterday afternoon, but I didn’t expect that I would sleep for more than ten hours as soon as I slept...)

After the girl laughed, the old sword god had already rushed over. She pulled out the hand knife that penetrated Wang Mingyin's body, and her petite and thin figure jumped back, and her feet stuck to a half-parted old locust tree. Another point was that she walked away gently. Even an old guy like Li Chungang, who had experienced vicissitudes, had widened his eyes. It was not that the girl's force was better than Wang Mingyin, who was worthy of the eleventh place in the world. The latter resisted the green snake with a hundred feet in his sleeves, and was hit in the chest with a flash of attention. In addition, all her attention was placed on Xu Fengnian, so she had the possibility of being successful with one blow. The girl grasped the right time, place, people and everything with great accuracy. Finally, she successfully killed Wang Mingyin with a hand knife, making him die with her eyes open. When Li Chungang arrived, she retreated without any nostalgia, with the super first-class assassin attitude of a comet attacking the moon flying eagle attacking the palace.

Xu Fengnian didn't care about these things, and silently came to the blue bird with white faces as white as snow, sat on the ground, hugged her in her arms, reached out to wipe the shocking black blood from the corners of her mouth, Li Chungang threw away the sword in his hand, and drew a beautiful semicircular track in the air, and happened to insert the scabbard that was inserted in front of the carriage. The old man tightened his sheepskin fur and wandered to the prince's hall. The eldest young man in Beiliang, facing the red armor of the talisman that broke through the ground, could calm down in the face of the danger, and completed nineteen moves in one go. Later, he had to face Wang Mingyin, who was determined to have his head, but at this time, he was at a loss. He just looked at the maid with a paper-thin breath in his arms. The old sword god sighed quietly, squatted down, pinched the arm of the maid in blue with both fingers, and asked, "The girl who killed Wang Mingyin is your dead soldier?"

Xu Fengnian's answer was wrong, "Can you save me?"

Li Chungang looked solemn, and with a finger on the blue bird's eyebrows, she fell asleep. The old sword god said slowly: "It depends on your fate. I first shut her qi and blood, but I just pulled her on the road to the underworld. As for whether she could walk back to the world, God knows. Even when the spear King Embroidered Qi and Blood was at its peak, I would not dare to use the overlord in the instant gun to remove her armor. This girl really spared her life for you. You can bring her back to the carriage first, and I can see if I can inject sword energy to extend her life. Don't disturb this incense stick, otherwise Qi Xuanjie will not be able to save her again."

Xu Fengnian smiled miserably.

Shu Xi, whose clothes were broken and could hardly cover her body, came in a panic. She seemed to have her eyes red in the reed marsh, and knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Your Highness, the sword formation of Zhenren Wei broke the wooden armor, but Lu Qiantang was shattered by the explosion of the corpse in the fire armor, and she was about to die."

Xu Fengnian just said lightly, picked up the blue bird and walked towards the carriage. Shu Xiu's face was desolate, with a look of rabbit death and a sad fox. Among the three entourages who were appointed by the Great Pillar Kingdom, Lu Qiantang was undoubtedly the most respected by His Royal Highness. At this time, people were about to die like a lamp, and there was no words of comfort. Shu Xiu believed that he was quite mean. Compared with this young man who was expected to inherit the new Northern Liang King in the future, it was just in line with the saying that the little witch in southern Xinjiang was almost the same as the big witch. For a moment, she almost had the idea of ​​escaping.

Head, just thinking of the iron-blooded wrist of the Dazhu Kingdom, Shu Xi smiled sadly, and escaped? The sky and the earth are big, and can escape from the Wuzhi Mountain where people slaughtered? What a misfortune that was born in the imperial family, it was pitiful to be a slave to the royal family who was inferior to a dog. Shu Xi had been competing with this Dongyue swordsman during his lifetime, hoping to stand out among the three. He was only given the blue eyes of His Royal Highness, but now he felt a little sad and silently returned to the reed marsh to see Lu Qiantang for the last glance.

Jiang Ni and Yu Youwei freed up the carriage, and the old sword god raised his sword and used the sword to save people. Li Chungang saw Xu Fengnian sitting aside and said annoyedly: "What are you staring here and go out. Your Highness, the prince, just as the curtain of the battle fell, he hid here, what kind of style is it?"

After Xu Fengnian got out of the car, he looked around. The official road was already full of ravines and dilapidated. In a death battle, the big halberd Ning Emei and the Fengzi Camp Captain Yuan Meng were both seriously injured, and the Qingqi killed eight people and sixteen people. The old dynasty Wei Shuyang walked out of the reed marsh and saw Xu Fengnian safe and sound. Xu Fengnian approached the battlefield and pulled out the Buzi Iron Salute that nailed a light cavalry to the ground, took off his outer shirt and covered the dead soldier, returned the big halberd to Ning Emei, and said softly: "General Ning, you and the Chief Yuan are responsible for cleaning the battlefield. I will go to the reed marsh first."

Ning Emei, whose arm was broken by Wang Mingyin, focused her head heavily and glanced at the robe that was covered by His Royal Highness's clothes, her eyes softened a little.

Xu Fengnian and Wei Shuyang walked into the reed marsh together. Lu Qiantang was covered in blood and sat on the shore near the water. Shu shy and shy with a sad face. Yang Qingfeng stood not far away and reached out to break the reeds that were swaying with the wind. Xu Fengnian carried a pot of wine and sat opposite Lu Qiantang who placed the Chixia sword horizontally on his knees, without saying a word.

This swordsman has been a hawk in the Beiliang Palace for a long time. His heroic demeanor when he was walking in the world was smoothed out. Instead, he felt a sense of heroism in the face of death. He no longer looked down at His Royal Highness. After coughing and bleeding, he laughed and said, "Your Highness, can you ask if this wine is a farewell wine?"

Xu Fengnian raised the wine pot and asked, "Can you drink it?"

Lu Qiantang, who was already in a flash, recovered a little bit of blood. His thick arms were soft on the sword and he laughed at himself: "You have to drink even if you can't drink, otherwise wouldn't you die in vain? Unfortunately, my hands are gone, I'm afraid I can't hold the wine pot, so I'm sorry that I can't hold the wine pot, so I'll bother you."

Xu Fengnian reached out to pour wine for Lu Qiantang into his mouth. Wei Shuyang, who had been practicing Taoism for his whole life, sighed when he saw this scene. Especially the shyness that was happy to play with life, no matter how heartless, his eyes were still moist, and he sat a little farther away, and turned his back. Xu Fengnian stopped, held the wine pot, and asked softly: "Do you have any last wish?"

Lu Qiantang smiled freely and said, "No, I am a martial artist. My country has been destroyed and my family has been destroyed. I only have a sword left. If you really want to say it, I hope that Your Highness can scatter Lu Qiantang's ashes into the Guangling River and practice swords for ten years. Every August 15th, the tide has a very good scenery. If Your Highness goes to Guangling, it will be worthwhile to watch this scene."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Okay."

Lu Qiantang spit out a mouthful of blood and suddenly laughed and scolded: "Your Majesty, your prince!"

Xu Fengnian laughed it off.

Lu Qiantang laughed out of blood on the beach and said intermittently: "I have wanted to say this long ago. Why do you, a young boy, want me to work hard? Isn't it just because there is someone to slaughter my father? What's so great! If you have the ability, you can conquer the world by yourself, so that I can convince you!"

Shu Xiu turned around in shock, afraid that the prince's prince would do something extreme in anger, but it seemed that Xu Fengnian didn't seem to mind. He just poured wine again and poured wine to Lu Qiantang, who was unrestrained. The latter swallowed the wine and blood, and looked into the distance. He was probably exhausted and said softly: "Along the way, Yu Yu's small path, the old sword god was watching two swords, the horse went to the Yang Palace, and the sword immortal broke the river and died on the river. It was not too unfair to die. In the battle of the reed marsh today, Lu Qiantang used the sword in his hand to break the fire armor. Before his death, he had to pour two drinks of wine in person."

Lu Qiantang lowered his head and looked at the giant sword, closed his eyes and murmured: "But this Chixia sword has not been touched enough."

The peaceful-looking big sword Lu Qiantang had already lost his aura at this time.

Xu Fengnian placed the wine pot on the Chixia sword, stood up and said calmly: "Yang Qingfeng, Lu Qiantang was cremated and placed the ashes in the altar."

Yang Qingfeng stopped the small movement of breaking the reed pole, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Here!"

For some reason, Princess Jing'an Pei Nanwei did not stay on the official road, but trotted and followed Xu Fengnian to the reed marsh. She saw this scene with her own eyes, biting her lips tightly, with a complicated expression.

When Xu Fengnian and Wei Shuyang turned back, they were about to ask for some details. The energy in their body condensed. As soon as they were about to pull out the embroidered winter knife, they were stabbed in the chest. They fell into the water like a broken string kite. Wei Shuyang had no time to intercept the thorn. Pei Nanwei felt inexplicably, and it was not a fool who was the prince of Beiliang who died like a fool. She saw the appearance of the assassin and killed her.

The culprit of the farmer who was riding in nothing was the pretty girl. She was as handsome as a girl next door. After succeeding, she did not retreat. Instead, she stood there and wrinkled her nose, as if she was very dissatisfied. Shu Xi and Yang Qingfeng blocked the enemy, and Wei Shuyang saved the people, and hurriedly made a fuss. Princess Pei came to her senses and thought about whether this girl who was not beautiful was not a death soldier in Beiliang? But she came to assassinate His Highness? Then why did she kill the extremely brave farmer?

Before the ripples were settled, the ripples rose again. Xu Fengnian, who fell into the water, came out with two swords, which made Wei Shuyang's hanging heart halfway. Common sense, the assassin's sting was fierce and terrifying, and I'm afraid he couldn't even stop him, let alone His Highness. Xu Fengnian closed his teeth tightly, but could not stop the blood from surging. He looked directly at the assassin who took action and asked in a deep voice: "Since I'm going to kill me, why did you block Wang Mingyin on the official road?"

The girl smiled and shouted, and her figure rushed forward, and she had just passed by Shu Xi Yang Qingfeng and Wei Shuyang. She tapped the embroidered Dongchun thunder in Xu Fengnian's hands, and then stepped on his chest, blasting His Royal Highness the Prince's Highness into the water again. Wei Shuyang and others could clearly see that His Royal Highness the Prince who was stepping on his chest was sprayed with a mouthful of blood. Wei Shuyang was about to make some moves, and a strange black and white cat jumped out of the reed marsh. Shu Xi slapped his palms on his head. Not only did he not block the invasion, but he was slapped by it. Yang Qingfeng was even hit by it. They fought with Fu Jiang Red Armor to death, which was almost at the end of their strength, but it was unexpected that Wei Shuyang, who was worried about the life and death of His Royal Highness the Prince, shouted angrily: "Avil beast!"

The girl smiled expressionlessly, and attacked Mi Laodao with her pet one by one, and hit Wei Shuyang's neck with a knife, directly slapped the old Taoist priest into the mud. Then she ignored Shu Xi and Yang Qingfeng who could barely stand, and just looked at the rippling water surface.

Xu Fengnian walked out of the water for the third time.

The assassin girl with a pet cat finally spoke, "The first thorn, because you have the Qilin Silk Armor to protect your body, you will be able to survive. But I stepped on the chest where I tore the armor open, and you should be dead."

Xu Fengnian, who had no blood-colored face, had a red mark on his eyebrows, and his eyes were silent.

The girl yelled and said suddenly: "It seems that you really got the Great Huangting of Wang Chonglou by you. It's okay. I don't believe that you can really live without death. You are still far from the realm of the Ninth Level Tower."

Xu Fengnian gritted her teeth and asked, "Haha, I have a grudge with you?"

"No grudge. But someone pays 1,000 taels of gold to buy your life. I have always been very disciplined when doing business. Since I have collected the money, I have to take my life with myself. Besides, if you are killed by Wang Mingyin, I have to pay back 500 taels of gold."

Since she could appear behind a peerless master like Wang Mingyin without knowing it, she could naturally slap the prince's temple while talking. Poor Xu Fengnian's head shook, flew out sideways, and rolled down a large area of ​​reeds.

Xu Fengnian was bleeding from seven orifices, but he still stood up with a knife on the ground.

"Ha, your life is indeed worth one thousand taels of gold. When I do business, I always get half of the deposit first. Whether I take action depends on my mood. When I am in a good mood, I start killing people after getting the other half of the deposit. When I am in a bad mood, I kill the person who paid my deposit. So in the past few years of my debut, I have not made many business transactions. The one in Xiangfan City is very courageous. I am in a good mood, so I promised him to kill you and kill another woman named Pei Nanwei. Is it her?"

No matter what she said, she always had a pretty and graceful face, and even when she laughed, she was extremely stiff. When she finished speaking, Xu Fengnian had been knocked down by her again. She could not talk about any moves, never dragged on the mud, and she always had one move to work.

Princess Jing'an's face was sad.

The girl slowly moved forward, walked towards the prince who was kneeling on one knee, and whispered: "Xu Fengnian, are you waiting for the secret death warrior in the Beiliang Palace? Tell you, it's gone."

Xu Fengnian wiped the blood on the back of her hand and smiled coldly, "I'm not waiting. It's better to rely on myself than anyone else."

After standing up, Xu Fengnian was holding an embroidered winter knife in his right hand.

Spring thunder with backhanded left hand.

The posture is weird.

The girl showed a solemn expression for the first time.

Jian Yi.

A sword runs away the dragon and the snake.

Sword 2.

The two swords echo each other.

Sword Three.

The sword energy on the sword weighs three pounds.

Until Sword Eight.

Sword nine and one sword six thousand miles.

Who else in the world is more careful about the Nine Swords of the Sword Nine Old Huang than Xu Fengnian?

Especially that Jian Jiu!

He was in a state of dying and entered the sword with his two swords, and the sword intent was so strong that it was in the reed marsh.

Especially Jian Jiu, who was supported by the surging Dahuang Ting in the end, made the two swords faintly produce a bright yellow sword energy.

The girl blocked the sword that was only seven or eight parts but only four or five parts were similar in spirit, and it was not difficult to block the sword that was only seven or eight parts, but only two or three parts, but only two or three parts, but finally disappeared and retreated.

The old sword god Li Chungang came quickly on the reeds.

Seeing the last sword, standing on the top of the reeds, floating in the air, he praised: "A sword achieves the great way, no matter your skills, you can do all your skills."
Chapter completed!