Ling Zhen laughed loudly and shouted: "Xiao Nizi, call uncle quickly and give you a red envelope!"
Qiu Jin gave Ling Zhen a thumbs up and was about to say a few more words.
Behind Ye Yiran, a rugged man with disheveled hair saw the princess being humiliated. He took a drink and yelled in anger: "You don't know what to say, you bold lunatic, how dare you treat the princess unreasonably!"
After saying that, he held the meteor hammer and rushed forward with long strides, like a jackal rushing towards him.
This muscular man with disheveled hair has bulging muscles all over his body.
The spiked hammer in his hand was in full swing at the moment.
It was smashed on the head, and it was as powerful as a broken bamboo.
The force of the move is more than extremely powerful? !
If this falls on the head of an ordinary person, there is no doubt that the skull will be smashed into pieces and broken into several pieces, resulting in an extremely tragic death.
Facing the enemy's fierce attack, Qiu Jin remained unhurried and narrowed his eyes lightly, as if it didn't matter at all.
Ling Zhen knew that Brother Qiu would be fine, so he actively chose to stand by and watch.
When the man approached, Qiu Jin saw where the hammer fell and instantly punched upwards.
With a "bang" sound, the giant hammer belonging to the big man with loose hair flew out from the chain, and fell directly into the lake with a "plop", splashing a lot of water, and the scene was spectacular.
The man was stunned, his eyes were dull, and before he could react appropriately, his breathing suddenly stopped.
His neck was tightly grasped by a pair of iron-like hands, and he was in unspeakable pain.
No matter how hard this strong man struggled, it was all to no avail, just like an earthworm shaking a big tree or a mantis blocking a big cart.
Ling Zhen clapped his hands and applauded.
Capturing a thief with one hand, with smooth flow, can be called a model move.
"I said, as a dog, don't be so arrogant, okay? She's just a princess, not your mother. Why are you so excited?"
Qiu Jin said with contempt on his face, he lifted the man who had lost his weapon with one arm, and with a slight exertion of his right hand, he easily broke the man's neck bone with a "click".
Ye Yiran saw that this man killed one of his men so easily, it was no different from killing a pheasant, effortlessly.
She couldn't help but said "Ah".
The majestic royal princess of the largest country in the Western Region instantly lost her beauty and stood there as stunned as a stone sculpture.
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Ye Yiran.
Autumn gold.
Wei Jie, who knew Mr. Ying's past very well, had a quick mind and understood everything at once.
The middle-aged man in green shirt turned his head slightly and glanced at Ying Chun, with a smile on his lips, a tacit understanding.
I remember that at Painsi Cliff, before the sword demon Ying Qiu was defeated and died, he had talked about something with Wei Jie and Ling Yanqing.
That is the woman he loves most in his life, the sister of Ye Guangji, Emperor Xuanwu of Heaven.
"Northern Holy Fairy" Ye Siran!
Once upon a time, Ye Siman was accidentally killed by Ying Qiu on the cliff of Changzhu Mountain.
And that cliff was later named "Pain and Thought Cliff", which naturally means "suffering from loss and thoughts burning".
Sword Saint Ying said that he had already suffered defeats before.
The word "love" is too lethal.
He failed miserably.
In the decades after Ye Siman was gone, the old man had a lot of regrets. He could not feel at ease all year round and had no fun at all. It would be better to die than live.
One leaf knows autumn.
Only "leaf" knows "autumn" best in the world.
Changgongzhu Mountain is full of painful thoughts and cliffs, and the quiet empty valley.
Buried Ying Qiu and Ye Siran.
Here, in the world of Guixu, there is another man and a woman in the world of Frost Blade.
The man's surname is Qiu and his name is Jin.
The woman is Ye Yiran, the princess of Tianluo Kingdom.
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One person's neck was broken very quickly, and he died just like a chick, extremely fast.
Putting aside the fresh corpse, Qiu Jin had a relaxed expression on his face, as if he didn't care at all about the murder just now.
Ling Zhen was full of praise.
Qiu Jin was unmoved at all.
It seems like it’s just cutting a chicken, so what’s the point?
Under the command of Princess Ye Yiran of the Western Region, two more bald monks armed with iron rods rushed forward with great noise and fierce pace, with extraordinary momentum.
Ling Zhen was still watching with a smile this time.
he knows.
Enemies die very quickly and...smoothly.
Qiu Jin actually yawned, then casually pinched a small piece of wood from the bridge railing, and rubbed the wood into sawdust with his hands.
He brought his mouth close to his flat palm and exhaled twice.
Two sword beams made of fine sawdust suddenly shot out from the palm of his hand!
The sword had penetrated the chests of the two monks in an instant, and they both let out a desperate scream almost at the same time.
Simply and neatly, he died of exhaustion.
The body fell down.
Ling Zhen cheered happily.
First, he knew Brother Qiu’s achievements.
Secondly, Ling Zhen was happy that he had learned how to kill enemy invaders.
This method of blowing to kill people is really interesting.
Qiu Jin had already killed three people without even using his sword.
The green-robed guest next to him, Ling Zhen, didn't even make a single move, and seemed to have no need to help at all.
Except for the two men in black robes.
There were only five people left behind the red-haired woman.
"These three guys who have neither strength nor fame are too weak. They are so weak! They are really not worthy of my sword."
After Qiu Jin defined his behavior just now, he pointed with his right hand, stared behind Ye Yiran, and said loudly: "Hey, those four at the back, I know you, the 'Four Heroes of Tian's Family, Unparalleled Heroes in the World'" ', weren't your names so loud back then? Why are you acting like dogs now? If God knows that you are so worthless and have become traitors, he will be pissed off!"
The Biluo Sect, a martial arts sect, has been well-known in the southern realm of Longshu for many years. The previous leader, Tian Jingxian, was extremely generous and made many friends, making him a master of the "Tianmen Sword Technique" with no emphasis on skills. He killed so many bandits in the grass that he was dubbed the "Hero of the South of the Yangtze River".
About ten years ago, Tian Daxia unfortunately contracted a serious illness and could not get out of bed before he died. When the old sect leader died, he passed the position of head to his eldest son Tian Yingfeng and told him to make sure that the Biluo Sect's The chivalrous family tradition is carried forward.
After Tian Yingfeng took charge of the Biluo Sect for his father, he, together with his brothers Tian Xiongyu, Tian Gailei, and Tian Shidian, became known as the "Four Heroes of the Tian Family". They shocked many people in the south and became famous. Ding Dingxuanhe.
But a few months ago, these four brothers finally couldn't resist Ye Yiran's invitation with the high-ranking official and generous offer, and they became obsessed with the princess of Tianluo Kingdom and became the lackeys of the foreign tribesmen in the Western Region.
Ling Zhen sneered, "They are just a bunch of worthless traitors, and they still have the nerve to scream here? Are they afraid of flashing their tongues?"
"I advise you, don't call them 'Tian's Four Heroes'. It's not worthy of their name. You might as well call them... Tian's Four Dogs? It's more worthy of their name."
Qiu Jin laughed loudly and said, "It's best to change all the slogans to-'Tian's four dogs are all Xiaoxiao, they don't like to be human, they only like to be dogs'!"
Ling Zhenzhi's laughter made the stream under the bridge rise and fall continuously, and he was extremely happy and wild.
Ling Zhen, a young man in green robes, laughed and repeated the sixteen-character slogan Qiu Jin said.
When the four Tian brothers heard that he was so humiliated, they all became furious. Qi and blood surged in their chests, and they clenched the weapons in their hands tightly.
I saw the four young masters of the Biluo Sect, carrying the family heirloom "Tianmen Machete", roaring and charging towards Qiu Jin, intending to kill this arrogant man who spoke openly.
Qiu Jin sighed, shook his head, with an unyielding expression on his face, and muttered to himself: "Four dead dogs really deserved to die..."
Ling Zhen also murmured four words: "You are indeed seeking death."
