The smell of blood became more and more pungent, and Qingniao frowned slightly.
The man in black standing in the middle of the road with a knife exuded evil aura, as if he had come out of a pile of dead people. Even the sweet potato, a dead soldier and killer, in terms of killing people, compared with this man with a knife, was It's more than a step short.
How many people's blood has his sword drank?
On a carriage behind the swordsman, a corner of the roller blind was lifted, revealing half of his face, with a pointed chin and a fair complexion.
Behind the curtain, there are two identical faces. One of them is pale, his breath is disordered, his teeth are biting his thin lips, and there is a touch of bright red on them.
The other man was holding a dagger in his hand, standing straight and looking cold. After all, he has not escaped the pursuit of the Xuanyuan family. Since he cannot escape, it is nothing more than death, with a dagger piercing his chest. It only takes a moment, so what is so terrible about it? It's just that the person in front of her who looks exactly like him is already extremely scared. If she hadn't been determined to escape, she might have surrendered to fate.
The people outside seemed to have stopped, and it would be good to take a few more breaths of air. Although death did not scare him, it was always good to die a little later.
A group of people dressed as bodyguards also looked towards the other end of the road. At this time, the carriage pulled by the giant beast was approaching. Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a man and a woman sitting in front of the carriage. The woman was holding a spear and had a cold expression on her face. On the contrary, he looked lazy and took a sip of wine from time to time, as if he couldn't keep anything in the world in his heart.
When the black-clothed swordsman saw the dazzling purple robe, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his murderous intent surged in his heart. He came from a humble background, and after practicing martial arts, he never concealed his disgust for the rich and powerful.
When he first entered the rivers and lakes, he slaughtered a boatload of noble disciples on the river.
To be able to wear this valuable purple robe, this person must die!
If these young men with bells and whistles weren't born well and had ancestors, they would be nothing!
I work my ass off for others, just to get a few secret books, but these useless young masters are born with them, why?
Jingzhou shook the wine pot, drank the last sip of wine, threw the empty pot aside, and said: "Blue Bird, although the charlatan died in a jianghu, he deserves to die, and there is no need to pay attention to the matter if it has nothing to do with him, but if you don't have a long-sighted mind, If you stand in front of them, just use your sword to kill them."
The voice was not loud, but the words were spoken very clearly, which made the people who opened the roller blinds to take a peek tighten their hearts and pin their hopes on that man and woman.
Maybe the young man in purple has a good family background and can save himself?
"You're such a loser and you still want to meddle in other people's business? You're pretty arrogant as a pretty boy. Grandpa gave you a knife. How dare you rub it on a chicken's neck?" The swordsman in black laughed wildly. The people in this car are really arrogant!
"Kill me, Yuan Tingshan, with one sword. What sword do you use to kill the pretty boy?"
Even if you give this good-for-nothing young master the best sword in the world, you can't kill him!
who is he?
He was able to kill Yuan Tingshan, who was at the third level, at the second level!
He has already achieved internal strength at a young age and has acquired superb sword skills. He is only one step away from the first-level realm that martial arts warriors have long dreamed of. Even those phoenix eggs of the Xuanyuan family, with the guidance of elixirs and Xuanyuan Dapan, would still be disemboweled by the knife in his hand if they fought to the death!
Qingniao's face became colder and colder, and there was an evil aura emanating from her body. The instant gun that she originally put down was already in her hand.
Jingzhou narrowed his eyes and said, "It turns out to be a villain like Yuan Tingshan. No wonder."
"Yuan Tingshan has done countless shady and cruel things for the Xuanyuan family. Countless souls have been killed by the sword, and they have died well. With the sword in the rivers and lakes, a person's heart is clear. Small injustices in the heart can be eliminated with wine, and big feelings in the heart can be eliminated." Injustice cannot be eliminated without a sword.”
Qingniao nodded and looked at Yuan Tingshan as if he were looking at a dead person.
If the young master talks about death, then this person will definitely die, even if the person who wields the sword is Gu Jiantang, the best person in the world.
The more than twenty riders who were plundering the formation for Yuan Tingshan were all laughing. Did the young master in this car really think that he was the lawless Northern Liang prince Xu Fengnian?
Even the Prince of Beiliang, with only one maid, would not dare to say such words to a lawless man like Yuan Tingshan!
Could it be that this young man was kicked in the head by a donkey?
"Remember, when you see the King of Hell below, you will say that he was killed by Yuan Tingshan!" Yuan Tingshan laughed ferociously, raised his figure, and cut out a cold arc with the knife in his hand.
Cut off the head of this pretty boy to relieve his anger!
Anyone who dares to pretend to be a master in front of Yuan Tingshan's sword hasn't even rolled out of his mother's womb yet!
This knife was fast and powerful, and the blade was as clear as snow.
No one would doubt that the young master who seemed to come from the Gonghou family could dodge this knife.
If it is hit, the body will inevitably be broken into two sections.
This cruel killing method really makes these bodyguards who have been traveling in the world for more than ten years tremble with fear.
After the purple-clothed young master dies, it will be the turn of people like himself, right?
If they had known this, they would definitely not have accepted this escort. How did the two people in the carriage come to be able to offend Yuan Tingshan?
In Jianzhou, everyone who often hangs out knows that Yuan Tingshan is a disciple of the Xuanyuan family. He has worked hard for the Xuanyuan family over the years and has killed too many people. As long as Yuan Tingshan is targeting people, who has ever survived? Even those young men from official families still died under this man's sword?
Could it be that the person in the car was attracted by the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family?
The girl who was peeping from the carriage just clenched her hands together and closed her eyes in fear.
"boom"
There was a muffled sound, but there was no scream.
The girl slowly opened her eyes and saw that the clear blade was blocked by an ancient spear.
"act recklessly!"
Yuan Tingshan narrowed his eyes, and swept out the knife in his hand. It was covered with a layer of green light, with killing intent.
Since this girl with a gun is blocking the front, just kill them all.
His sword is gender-neutral!
The spear flew into the air and hit the blade. The simple body of the gun made a subtle arc and buzzed.
Yuan Tingshan said "Hey", the gun of the woman in green was not as simple as it seemed. As soon as the sword and gun were handed over, there was a shock coming from the handle of the knife. Several times, it seemed to shake the hand holding the knife away.
Yuan Tingshan didn't have time to think about it. The gun pierced out at an awkward angle, passed through the blade, and pointed directly at his chest with a little red light on the gun tip.
If this spear was stabbed hard and penetrated his heart, even the ancestors of the Xuanyuan family would have to go to see the King of Hell. How could Yuan Tingshan dare to let this spear stab him? He suddenly changed his moves, drew a circle with his knife, and deflected the shot with skill.
Yuan Tingshan's moves became faster, and Qingniao's gun became faster. One shot failed, and another shot came. The blunt tip of the gun became even more domineering. Yuan Tingshan hurriedly drew the knife in front of him, and the thick blade passed by in an instant. With one click of the gun, it immediately bent into an arc, as if it was about to break in the next moment.
Sand and dust were flying, and Yuan Tingshan's feet slipped on the ground and he retreated.
The twenty-odd riders who were originally watching the battle had already stopped smiling, and were replaced by solemn expressions.
Not only could this woman with a gun stop Yuan Tingshan's knife, but she seemed to be able to crush Yuan Tingshan's head!
The several bodyguards guarding the carriage were even more stunned. Previously, Yuan Tingshan had used a knife to kill people like melons and vegetables. Even an experienced bodyguard who had been practicing escorting for more than ten years could not stop him from using his sword. It looked like this A woman who can't catch a double ten can be so powerful with a big gun!
"What an amazing little girl!"
Yuan Tingshan waved his sword to block the big gun while thinking about the identity of the other party.
With such skill as a maid, the status of the pretty girl is definitely not simple.
Could it be that this pretty boy is the son of some prince?
There are six vassal kings named Zhao in the world, and Jianzhou falls under the jurisdiction of Guangling King Zhao Yi. Although this man surnamed Zhao is ugly and bloated, and is known as the North and South of Chu Lushan, he is very kind in leading troops, and his men can be said to be strong soldiers and horses. Even if he has the Xuanyuan family as his backer, he has not yet mastered swordsmanship at this time, so he does not want to offend such a big shot.
Even if this person has nothing to do with the Prince of the Zhao family, but she is so impressive just as a maid, that young master must come from a big force, even if this force is not under the Xuanyuan family.
Although he was a ruthless person who came from the market and killed blood, he was not afraid of death, but he also cherished his life, especially since he had not yet perfected his sword skills and could not suppress Xuanyuan Qingfeng's bitch under him. It's just that the pretty boy in purple is really hateful. He dares to pretend to be an uncle in front of him. If he doesn't teach this grandson a lesson, he really can't swallow it! .
Yuan Tingshan was at war with heaven and man, and he was in a dilemma about whether to kill or not to kill, but the more than twenty riders behind him were already looking dull.
At this time, even a fool can see that Yuan Tingshan, who uses living people to practice swordsmanship, is no match for the gun-wielding man in green.
Since the young master's maid can suppress Yuan Tingshan, her family background is not weak, at least it is not someone like them who can offend her.
The leading knights looked at each other and rode forward, but they had the idea of snatching people back to Huishan.
As for Yuan Tingshan's life and death, it has nothing to do with them. What can they do if they encounter a difficult idea?
Growing up in a big family since childhood, he naturally knows what kind of people should be messed with and what kind of people should not be messed with.
As long as the two beauties in the car are taken back and presented to the ancestors, it will be a great achievement.
The leader of the cavalry slashed the bodyguard who was standing in front of him, cursed secretly for the blind dog, stretched out his hand to tear the car curtain to pieces, grabbed a figure from inside, and said arrogantly: "The ancestor took a fancy to you. Green smoke is rising from the Murong family's ancestral grave! You're such a dull thing. You don't know how to serve your ancestor willingly, and you want to escape. You really think you can escape..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a burst of sound in the air, followed by a pain in his neck, and his whole body became weak. The scenery in front of his eyes suddenly changed, and there was wind in his ears. After that, he lost consciousness.
The pale woman fell to the ground, ignoring the pain in her knees, holding her neck and gasping for air. When the pain in her chest subsided, she turned to look at the man lying next to her. His thick neck was penetrated. With a small leaf.
Turning around and looking again, there were originally more than twenty riders, but now only one person was sitting on the horse like a fool. The others fell to the ground. The few people who landed on their backs were exactly the same as the person lying next to her. It's a leaf stuck in the neck.
Yuan Tingshan was horrified. With his peripheral vision, he just caught and tossed the pretty face in purple clothes, and the Xuanyuan family members had already gone to see the King of Hell.
"escape!"
The thought suddenly came to his mind.
Just the woman in green clothes in front of him was able to suppress him. If he hadn't cultivated both internally and externally, and had been forging his bones with water under Liudie Waterfall all year round, he would have been defeated by now. If there is a pretty face with unknown skills, even if Yuan Tingshan is arrogant, he does not think that he can fight one against two.
The next moment, something even more horrifying for Yuan Tingshan happened. He saw the pretty boy grabbing him from the air, and the man trying to escape flew backwards from his horse and landed in front of the giant beast.
"How can this be!"
"How can this pretty boy have such power!"
He, Yuan Tingshan, is already regarded as a "genius" in Xuanyuan Dapan's mouth, and the first-level realm is easily accessible. Even so, he cannot catch someone from the air from a distance of more than ten feet!
With his inner strength pushed to the extreme, Yuan Tingshan swung away the instant spear with his sword. Using the remaining energy from the spear, he retreated backwards like an arrow missing.
Even the pair of immortal furnaces and cauldrons on the carriage took him several days to catch up with, and he couldn't care less about them at this time.
He still had a great future, how could he die here!
As long as Xuanyuan Qingfeng becomes his woman, he can devote himself to practicing at Guniu Dagang and master all the elixir and kung fu skills. As long as he is successful in swordsmanship and surpasses Xuanyuan, everyone in the Xuanyuan family, regardless of gender, will have to be his dogs!
Feeling the wind blowing from behind, Yuan Tingshan slashed out with all his strength, and landed on the tip of the instant spear. The man then fled a few more feet. He laughed loudly and said: "Little Niangpi, thank you so much for this." One shot, we will meet again later, and next time I meet you, grandpa will let you know how powerful he is!"
"You can't wait until next time." Suddenly a voice came to his ears. Yuan Tingshan stood on his head and slashed in the direction of the voice with a backhand knife.
The blade fell into the air with a burst of explosion.
Not here?
How can this be!
Yuan Tingshan's palms were covered in cold sweat before he knew it.
A swordsman is most afraid of having his palms sweat, as this will make him unable to hold the sword stably, but the strange scene before him really overturned his perception.
The pretty boy's words seemed to come from behind his ears, but the purple figure had already stood three feet in front of him at some point.
Is this person a human or a ghost?
"What happened today was all a misunderstanding. I offended the young master before, so I hope you will show your favor." Except for Xuanyuan Dapan, he has never encountered such a terrifying person in his life!
Bowing your head in front of such a person should be a sensible move.
After calming down, Yuan Tingshan added another sentence: "Ancestor Xuanyuan looks at me differently and promised to marry me the granddaughter of the Xuanyuan family."
Jingzhou said calmly: "If you weren't Xuanyuan Dapan's dog, maybe I could let you go. This old guy is so heartless that he even harmed a young girl. It's not too much to say that he is angry with God and people are resenting him."
Seeing the purple shadow moving forward, Yuan Tingshan let out a loud bang as his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, but he was planning to fight to the death.
If you want to make him stand still, not even the King of Heaven can do it!
"If you want me to die, you must die first!"
Yuan Tingshan's right foot slammed into the ground, suddenly making a big hole. Sand and dust flew under his feet, and a large piece of heavy soil was thrown up from the dirt road and hit Jing Zhou.
Hidden behind the mud that seemed to block out the sky was a bright knife shadow.
