The one after another changes made everyone dizzy and unprepared.
"Shangguan Xiaoxian!"
With a long roar, the six dragon heads jumped into the air, and a flying knife several inches long appeared out of thin air in his hand like a magic trick. The blade was bright, the blade was cold, and the handle was delicate, twisted between the fingers.
Fast, as fast as the clouds and flowing water.
The moment Shangguan Xiaoxian revealed his true appearance, he had already drawn his sword.
The sharp force of the sword was bone-piercing and cold. Before anyone could take a closer look, there was already a bright cold light under the moon.
The cold light suddenly appeared, as if it could break the moon.
Shangguan Xiaoxian stood proudly, with a bright moon behind him and a menacing light in front of him.
However, the moon has set in the west.
But between the cold light and Shangguan Xiaoxian, there was a golden light that was not very dazzling but was enough to make everyone stunned. It was like the rising sun at the end of the night. It stretched across the sky and the earth, and no one could Beyond the thunder pool.
Under the hazy moonlight, accompanied by a heart-shaking hum, the ray of light was like a trapped bird or a moth flying into the fire, rushing straight into the golden light.
Shangguan Xiaoxian held the golden ring in his hand, glanced at the flying knife on the ring, and said softly: "You have the courage to speak bravely even though you have defeated a general?"
However, what is unexpected is that the six dragon heads retreated immediately with one sword strike.
"retreat!"
All the disciples of the Qinglong Society heard the order and retreated like a tide.
Shangguan Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "We have been separated for three days, and we actually recognize each other."
Although there was a smile on her face, there was no smile at all in her eyes. Instead, her phoenix eyes moved sideways and looked at the seven dragon heads whose retreat was blocked by Liu's mother.
Originally, she wanted to wait until all three parties were defeated, or when the casualties were almost equal, she would pretend to be the "Five Dragon Heads" and take action to easily capture these Jiangnan martial arts families, and then explore the "Blue Dragon". How can I expect this person to expose the details of "Meeting"?
Now that the Demon Sect and the Green Dragon Society have all retreated, and all her plans and arrangements have come to nothing, how can she not be angry.
Li Muchan also wanted to retreat, but Mother Liu's cheeks suddenly bulged up like a toad about to spit, so he could only stand there, not to mention there was another person not far away, that was the "Deadly Swordsman" Jing has no life.
He was not in a hurry to escape, but looked at the Xie father and son who were still fighting in the field.
This battle is not over yet. If Xie Wangsun wins, then the Xie family will naturally win; if Xie Wangsun loses, then Shangguan Xiaoxian will win.
As for Xie Xiaofeng and the Xie clan members, no one dared to act rashly with Jing Wuming on their side.
And Shangguan Xiaoxian had no intention of taking action at all. The situation on the field was changing too fast. If Xie Longteng was really capable, why would she take action? If Xie Longteng was not capable, there would be no need for her to take action. She didn't want to have her whole body affected by a single move. Fighting to the death with the Xie family for a thing that is of no use.
What is surprising is that Xie Wangsun was able to hold on until he was clearly stabbed through the chest by a sword just now, and it seems that his posture can continue to hold on.
Shangguan Xiaoxian clicked his tongue in surprise, his beautiful eyes sparkled, he pondered for a moment and said curiously: "I heard that there is a kind of person in the world who is born with his heart on the right side. Could it be that Master Xie is this kind of person?"
There was no expression on Xie Longteng's face. The green willow sword in his hand was full of light, flying in his palm as fast as a spiritual snake. The sword light trembled continuously, and his moves never left the critical point, and the sword never left the critical point.
After a fight, everyone discovered that this man's swordsmanship was not only fast, but also almost mixed with the lightness of "Huashan Swordsmanship", the ruthlessness of "Diancang Swordsmanship", the swiftness of "Kunlun Swordsmanship", and even more The gentleness of the "Wudang Sword Technique" covers almost all the variations of hundreds of schools of thought. Every move can be mastered at your fingertips, which is truly terrifying.
The divine sword in Xie Wangsun's hand was spinning in circles, struggling to parry the killing moves in front of him like a sudden storm, his eyes became complicated.
All this time, almost all of them had their eyes on Xie Xiaofeng, completely ignoring this person.
Even Xie Xiaofeng was stunned for a while. He never expected that his usually timid second brother could be so powerful.
Shangguan Xiaoxian was speechless, stroking his palms and exclaiming: "I have to say, Master Xie has really given birth to two incredible sons. If your two sons join forces, I am afraid that all the masters in the world will have to retreat."
Xie Wangsun's old face was ugly, with green and white alternating. He gritted his teeth and said: "Long Teng, it's not too late to look back now."
Xie Longteng grinned and said: "For the Xie family, you are really shameless. What if I kill my aunt? Ask Hua Shaokun if he will let me go, and ask those tribesmen if they can spare me?"
Xie Xiaofeng screamed as if he was struck by lightning: "Second brother, did you kill my aunt?"
"bass!"
The two swords intersected with each other, and Xie Longteng sneered: "She won't know who drew the sword until she dies."
Xie Wangsun seemed to be really angry: "You evildoer!"
Then I saw the two of them flying back and forth, fighting from the ground to the air, and then jumping to the top of the tree from mid-air, flying and lifting, and fighting. In a moment, the two sides moved straight sideways, close to the "Excalibur Villa". Climb straight up the cliff you are leaning on, fighting to the death under the moonlight.
However, although Xie Longteng was secretive and his skills were astonishing, how could Xie Wangsun, the owner of the No. 1 martial arts family in the south of the Yangtze River and "the No. 1 village in the world", take it for granted.
Shenjian Villa has been almost isolated from the world these years. Secretly, I don’t know how many times I have tried to make ideas and thoughts, but all of them have gone nowhere and never come out.
The world only reports that there are many masters in the villa, but little does anyone know that the highest master is the owner of the "Excalibur Villa" who has never set foot in the world, has a low reputation, and is the most hidden, Xie Wangsun.
"You were taught by me, and my father will teach you another lesson today, that is," Xie Wangsun was clearly losing ground, but his words seemed to have great confidence, "You will not live or die until the end." When it comes to success or failure, never reveal your trump card, you are too impatient."
Seeing the battlefield move into the air, Xie Wangsun's eyes dimly lit up, and he quietly raised his left hand.
A flash of black light suddenly flew out from his left sleeve, and there was actually a sword hidden inside.
This sword is thinner than "Green Willow", and the sword body is gray. Only the tip of the sword has a little cold light, like a poisonous snake flying out and biting Xie Longteng's throat, which is extremely cruel.
This is actually a soft sword.
With one strong and one soft, two swords in hand, Xie Wangsun's attack changed drastically. The same sword technique originally had become mysterious and unpredictable, with many unusual changes.
Xie's swordsmanship can be used by both left and right hands.
"The old guy actually has a secret secret."
Xie Longteng's eyes twitched, and he flicked the soft sword with his left hand. Veins popped out on his forehead, and the muscles on his cheeks were tense, as if this would make his sword faster.
His sword was indeed faster.
"kill!"
The sharp roar and hiss, carrying the resentment of more than ten years, were all vented with this sword.
Under the moon, green awns bloomed across the sky.
Xie Wangsun seemed to be caught by this sword. Seeing that the divine sword held in his right hand was difficult to parry, he suddenly raised his wrist with his left hand, and the attack of the soft sword immediately changed. It circled back like a snake, and like a soft whip, it wound around at the critical moment. He hit the green willow that was only a few inches away from his heart, causing the sword to slow down. At the same time, the sword in his right hand trembled with cold light and penetrated into Xie Longteng's wrist.
It's sinister enough, cruel enough, and hidden deep enough.
Li Muchan witnessed this fight between father and son, and gained a new understanding of human nature.
In order to revitalize the family, Xie Wangsun spent half his life planning, just for one day, such a person... is amazing.
With one strike of the sword, the winner is decided.
Xie Longteng was hit by a sword in his wrist, and the green willow in his hand was swept away by the soft sword. He made a sudden decision and retreated, flying away under the moonlight, and finally jumped off the green mountain and plunged into the green lake.
This man retreated, and so did Li Muchan.
As soon as he retreated, Mother Liu's squirming cheeks immediately bulged, and "Puff-Puff" spit out two date-core-like objects, which shot through the air and hit him directly in the back of the heart. At the same time, she jumped up and opened her arms, like The old bear rushed up like a tree.
But Li Muchan just shook his shoulders slightly, and several phantoms appeared out of thin air under the moonlight. His steps were strange and unprovoked, and his movements were traceless.
Mother Liu smiled ferociously, grabbing and probing with both hands but failed, but nothing was true. When she came back to her senses, she saw that Li Muchan had swooped into the forest, and she suddenly became furious.
Shangguan Xiaoxian said "Hey", glanced sideways, turned his left wrist and vibrated, and immediately saw a ball of golden light wrapped in a sky-shattering force and striking away like a meteor chasing the moon.
…
Inside Jinling City.
Murong Yingzheng led a group of demon sect disciples to retreat quickly and quickly retreated to their stronghold on the Qinhuai River.
Jing Wuming took action, as well as the traitor Shangguan Xiaoxian. The two of them joined forces to not only restore the invincible power of Shangguan Jinhong in the past, but they were also powerful enough to dominate the world.
The two Wind Envoys on their side were killed in battle, and the Thunder Envoys were missing. Looking at his subordinates who had suffered heavy losses, Murong Ying was filled with anger, and the Three Corpse Gods jumped with hatred: "What the hell are the Thunder Envoys doing? Damn it, at such a critical moment..."
However, before the buttocks were still hot from sitting, a calm voice sounded softly under the lamplight on the boat: "Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to see him."
Murong Ying was shocked: "Who?"
He looked for the sound and saw a tall figure wearing a cloak slowly walking out of the shadows.
This man acted and spoke. Under his black hood, there were strands of white hair floating in the wind. His voice was gentle and authentic: "I give you two choices, kneel down or lie down."
Murong Ying's face turned pale: "You are... the great dragon head of the Qinglong Society!"
