"Fuck..." As he was walking, Mr. Duan suddenly stopped and punched a tree nearby with an angry look on his face.

Meng Jiao, the fourth child, yanked Mr. Duan hard and said, "Second brother, why are you so crazy?"

"Brother, I'm not leaving. I want to go back and save the young master. When have I ever been so aggrieved? Second master, I can't leave my own people and run away."

When Mr. Duan said this, everyone fell silent. They were all famous men, and the one who was willing to be the coward was willing to be the coward. The third child, who had always been steady, came over and patted Mr. Duan on the shoulder and said, "I agree with what the second brother said,

What we pay attention to when traveling in the world is the word "righteousness."

"Okay, you and I, the four brothers, will fight him." The four of them touched their fists tightly together and said.

The Ninth Prince wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all. Knowing what the Ninth Prince was thinking, Zuo Swordsman came over and said: "Your Majesty, that boy is a passionate kind. Since this girl has been handed over to you, you must take good care of her, my brother.

Four people went."

At this point, Fang Fangyi was ready to sacrifice his life for his life. In desperation, he completely let go of his consciousness, no longer deliberately suppressed it, and completely handed over his freedom to the knife in his hand.

As a trace of consciousness disappeared, Lou Lanqing saw that there was no longer a person standing in front of him, but a sharp blade, a murderous knife.

Lou Lanqing himself had killed countless people, but the artistic conception of rivers of blood and mountains of bones presented by Heavenly Sin made him mistakenly believe that he was hallucinating, and he, who had never known fear, actually felt cowardly in his heart.

His martial arts is based on killing, and only with a cold, hard and unshakable heart can he reach the pinnacle of martial arts. He allows himself to lose, but does not allow himself to be afraid. That's why he embarks on the path of a killer.

The most important thing is to forge your own heart.

Realizing the changes in his heart, he understood that only by completely killing the person in front of him could he get out of the shadow in his heart. He closed his eyes and merged with the Shura Blade in his hand.

Now, the duel was no longer between two people, but two weapons. One was a Heavenly Sin, and the other was a Shura Blade. The sword glow lingered, and the scarlet blood spread out, completely surrounding the two of them.

The man who suddenly appeared had a calm face at first, but now he became serious, because the sword in his hand began to tremble violently, and there was a slight sound.

"kill"

"kill"

The two of them shot almost at the same time. There were no extra moves or extra thoughts, and their hearts were completely controlled by the thoughts of killing. Sweeping the fallen leaves around them, the two knives collided together, and the huge aura spread out, blocking the surrounding trees.

Broken. The two of them advanced and retreated, fighting desperately. Zuo Swordsman and others who had not yet approached could already feel the intensity of the fighting here.

The man standing aside to watch the battle was dressed in black clothes with white lines on one side. He was neat and square, with a bamboo hat on his head, a beard, and cloth shoes on his feet.

The huge sword light set off an air current that came towards him, and there was no movement on his hands. A simple and thick black air lingered on his body, blocking the air flow. The black air on his body was like scattered ink, alternating between light and thick.

, simple and unpretentious, completely different from the gloomy aura of Tang Chong.

Fang Fang Yi was seriously injured, but he couldn't help it at this moment. All the internal energy in his body continued to pour into Heavenly Sin. As the internal energy passed, Fang Fang Yi's face turned pale and his lips became chapped.

Under the violent sword light, the two people who were fighting fiercely were the first to bear the brunt. They attacked each other without reservation, leaving them with no ability to protect themselves.

The two of them were already in mid-air while fighting, and the sword light on Tiansin weakened. Because Fang Yi was already overwhelmed, on the other side, the sword light on Shura Blade was overwhelmingly pressing down on Fang Yi.

The four brothers who arrived saw that the house was in danger, and they didn't care so much. The four of them took action almost at the same time, jumping up and hitting the sword light coming from the shop.

The palm power of the four people did not have much effect at all. Under the light of the sword, it was completely devastating. The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the four people were thrown out.

With that violent power, Lou Lanqing was at the end of his strength, but even so, Fang Fangyi had a narrow escape from being hit by this knife, and there was little hope of survival.

Seeing that Fang Fangyi was about to die under the sword, the four brothers felt powerless and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if they were facing the vast sea.

The man who was watching the battle flew up and stood in front of Fang Fangyi. He waved his long sword in his hand. A vast sea of ​​ink hit the sword light in front of him. In a moment, the sword light on the Shura Blade disappeared into smoke.

At this time, Situ Xue, dressed in white, ran out of the forest. There was a blood mark on his neck, and the blood was still flowing. His face was full of pear blossoms, and he had obviously cried just now.

House Yi weakly fell from the air, and was caught by Situ Xue. Seeing the scars all over House Yi's body, Situ Xue cried even more sadly.

The man's sword restored Lou Lanqing's clarity. Although he felt uncomfortable, it was still better than the house. He reluctantly stood on the ground. He looked at the person in front of him fearfully, although he was not willing to let it go like this.

It was easy to leave the house, but he didn't dare to do it, so he turned around and left in desperation.

Second Master Duan refused to obey. He picked up an ax and cursed: "Grandma, I will chop you alive today, Second Master."

Mr. Duan who had just stepped forward was stopped by the man with his hand. Mr. Duan was suddenly stopped by someone. He had been holding back his anger and finally burst out. He struck him with an axe.

Seeing that Mr. Duan was so reckless, Zuo Swordsman stepped forward and blocked Mr. Duan's axe. He glared at Mr. Duan and said to the man, "Thank you for your help. Zuo Mou thanks you here. My brother is reckless.

Please don’t mind me.”

The man returned the salute respectfully and said, "Please forgive me. It's not that I meant to make things difficult. I just intervened in their fight for no reason, so I can't let you kill him."

"Your Excellency is serious. I haven't asked your name yet."

"I won't mention my name. I just hope what I did today was right. I'll say goodbye." Perhaps he didn't want to say more, so the man handed over his hands and left.

"Hey, what a big rack."

"You can't change your temper. Someone just helped you. It's better for you to give them an ax with your backhand. Besides, if you don't see the power of that person's sword just now, can you beat him?" Zuo Swordsman scolded him.

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Mr. Duan scratched his head in embarrassment and said nonchalantly: "Brother, I'm just out of temper. I'm going to see how the young master is doing?" As soon as he heard that the elder brother started preaching again, Mr. Duan found an excuse and prepared to leave.

Let's go. Even though he has reached such an age, Mr. Duan still has the temper of a child.

"Is it Mo Xia?" Zuo Swordsman said to himself.

Kneeling on the ground, touching Fang Fang Yi's cheek, Situ Xue cried and said: "Zi Yi, Zi Yi, what's wrong with you, don't scare me."
Chapter completed!