Zhao Qingsong in the prison car took out the key hanging from the short knife and immediately opened all the shackles on his hands and feet. As soon as the chains were removed, he let out a long laugh. He took Zhu Miaoying in the corner of the prison car into his arms with his left hand and held it with his right hand. Holding the dagger, he kicked the railing of the prison car behind him several times!
Several "bang bang bang" sounds of wood breaking were heard, and the prison car had been kicked to pieces by Zhao Qingsong.
Going out of the prison car today is like a tiger returning to the mountains and a dragon entering the sea. The world is so vast, where can't you go?
Zhao Qingsong jumped out of the prison car in a flash, wielding a short knife to kill one person immediately!
And the second person in the field who moved quickly was Bai Hanlu!
As soon as Bai Hanlu saw the Yan Ling knife falling to the ground, she jumped over desperately, reached out and snatched the Yan Ling knife from Tongyou's severed hand and held it in her palm!
As soon as he got the Yanling Sword, Bai Hanlu felt endless power rushing through his body like a river. Black energy filled his eyes and he looked sideways at Tongyou!
Tongyou's arm was cut off, and the wound was bleeding profusely. Seeing Bai Hanlu grab the mirror knife, he desperately covered the wound on his right arm with his left hand, and angrily shouted at Bai Hanlu: "Bai Hanlu, you son of a bitch" , you kill the guy named Zhao first!"
Bai Hanlu laughed evilly, waved the Yanling sword in her hand, and used the first of the three sword techniques taught by Zhao Qingsong - a ridge from the side and a peak from the side!
Tongyou never thought that he would die under this mirror knife until he died!
He will die in Bai Hanlu's hands!
He will never rest in peace!
Tongyou's huge head flew up to a height of more than ten feet and rolled to the foot of the mountain.
Bai Hanlu killed Tongyou with a single blow, and with murderous intent in his heart, he grinned strangely, and the black veins around his eyes sprouted. He held a black wild goose feather knife and launched an indiscriminate and crazy massacre of all the outer disciples in Fengdu Ghost City!
"You people look down on me, you all deserve to die! You saw me kill Tongyou, you deserve to die even more!"
kill! kill! kill! kill! kill! kill!
A bloody light suddenly spread in Heizi Ridge!
Zhao Qingsong snatched the wild goose-winged saber from the outer disciple, hugged Zhu Miaoying, climbed onto a yellow gelding that was grazing nearby, clamped the horse's belly, patted the horse and charged towards the outer disciples.
All the outer disciples drew their swords to resist, but Zhao Qingsong's sword skills were far superior to everyone, and now he was riding a horse. These outer disciples were all a bunch of losers, who could stop Zhao Qingsong's sword?
There was only an endless sound of "Puff, puff, puff", and blood splattered everywhere. In less than half a stick of incense, Zhao Qingsong had killed eight people in a row!
Seeing how brutal Zhao Qingsong was, how could anyone dare to resist?
They all fled in all directions, only hating their parents for giving them two fewer legs.
Zhao Qingsong turned his horse and charged backwards. Just as he was about to rush towards an outer disciple, he suddenly saw a flash of black sword light in front of him, and the outer disciple's head fell to the ground.
Then a figure flashed, and Bai Hanlu rushed toward him with a black wild goose feather knife in his hand!
Just after Zhao Qingsong cut off Tongyou's arm with a knife, he kicked off the railing on the other side and rushed out of the prison car. Then he grabbed the sword and the horse and rushed to kill all the outer disciples. What happened on the other side of Bai Hanlu? Didn't pay any attention.
At this time, Bai Hanlu himself came to the door, how could Zhao Qingsong be polite?
With a sneer, he jumped on his horse and raised his sword, planning to kill Bai Hanlu with one strike!
The Bai Hanlu at this time was completely different from just now.
As the mirror knife in his hand killed more and more people, streams of black energy invisible to the naked eye poured into the mirror knife, and then penetrated into Bai Hanlu's body along the handle of the mirror knife!
Bai Hanlu felt only the extremely cold breath filling her body, and the crazy murderous intention in her heart became stronger and stronger. The bones and muscles of her whole body swelled like an inflated balloon, and the black veins spread on her face, and her eyes Red, the three people whose appearance has changed are no longer human, half like ghosts, and very ferocious!
And the speed and strength of his sword attacks are getting faster and faster, more and more fierce!
The outer disciples who were watching the commotion had already been killed by Bai Hanlu. At this time, when he saw Zhao Qingsong charging towards him on horseback, his fighting spirit became even stronger, and he rushed straight towards Zhao Qingsong!
Based on his true strength, Zhao Qingsong must have cut Bai Hanlu in two with this sword!
But at this time, Bai Hanlu's body functions were greatly enhanced by the death energy instilled by the mirror knife, and he had begun to possess the peerless magical power of the ghost gate to confuse the gods. When he saw Zhao Qingsong running close to him on a flying horse, his magical power was automatically activated, and his ghostly eyes were red. The light flickered and stared straight at Zhao Qingsong!
Zhao Qingsong didn't understand the magical powers of the ghost sect. In the pale white morning light, in the slightly dazzling morning sun, he accidentally met Bai Hanlu's red eyes!
In an instant, a man and a horse passed by each other, and each jumped several feet away!
There was just a soft "click" sound, and the Yan Wing Sword in Zhao Qingsong's hand was cut into two pieces by the Yan Ling Mirror Sword in Bai Hanlu's hand, rolling and inserted into the soil on the side!
Zhao Qingsong was immediately shocked!
He didn't know what happened just now. The moment the two of them passed by each other, Zhao Qingsong suddenly felt in a trance. Someone's dark shadow seemed to appear in front of him, but nothing seemed to appear? !
But just for a moment, the trajectory of the wild goose wing knife in his hand lost its change, hit the blade of the mirror knife, and was cut in two by the extremely sharp mirror knife!
However, Zhao Qingsong was not shocked that his sword was vulnerable to the Jing Dao in Bai Hanlu's hand. He was shocked that he was so stunned at the critical moment just now!
This is something strange that has never happened to him since he became an artist!
However, he also guessed in his heart that the reason why he was dazed just now was probably related to the Yan Ling knife, which was as black as a mirror in Bai Hanlu's hand and the look in Bai Hanlu's eyes!
He couldn't understand why Bai Hanlu's strength had soared so much after only getting hold of this small sword for a while.
Then if he was allowed to hold this knife for several years, wouldn't he kill him instantly with one blow?
Thinking of this extremely terrifying thing, Zhao Qingsong couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart!
He wanted to turn his horse around and fight Bai Hanlu again.
It would be best to kill Bai Hanlu under the knife, grab the mirror knife, and study it carefully. What kind of strange power does this strange knife contain?
But then he thought again, this matter was deeply inappropriate and the risk was too high!
The reason why Bai Hanlu just cut off his own sword without killing himself was not because of his superior martial arts, but because Bai Hanlu's sword skills were raw and he was not very proficient in using it!
But Bai Hanlu easily cut off his own sword using only his unskilled sword skills. If he continues to fight with Bai Hanlu, no matter how unskilled Bai Hanlu's sword skills are, who can guarantee that he will do it again and again? Wouldn't Bai Hanlu kill himself with a knife when he was distracted?
Things are unpredictable, and there is nothing you can be sure of, so you can only gamble your life!
Zhao Qingsong doesn't like gambling on his life, and he doesn't gamble easily!
Originally, this extremely evil mirror knife was worth his gamble, but now he was holding Zhu Miaoying in his arms!
You can gamble with your own life, but can you easily gamble with Miaoying's life?
Love will make an invincible man weak.
Zhao Qingsong flinched and looked at Zhu Miaoying in his arms. He was unwilling and did not dare to make this bet again!
Anyway, I don’t plan to be a royal guard anymore. I plan to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests with Zhu Miaoying, withdraw from the world, and let others think that I am dead!
The death certificate disappeared, and there will no longer be a person like me, Zhao Qingsong, in the world.
"Captain Cao, brothers in uniform, if you are still alive, don't blame me, Zhao, for not saving you. I, Zhao, am really powerless. I wish all my brothers good luck!"
With a rather helpless sigh in his heart, Zhao Qingsong looked up to the sky and roared, and rushed forward without stopping!
The horse ran for about tens of feet. Zhao Qingsong turned around and saw Bai Hanlu still standing there in a daze and not pursuing him. He turned around and saw the carriage abandoned randomly on the roadside.
"Hey! There's so much gold and silver, it's nothing if you don't take it." Zhao Qingsong grabbed the horse's belly, ran to the gold transport truck, kicked the car onto the wooden box, and the shining golden light almost blinded his eyes!
What a big box of gold bars!
It was unrealistic to transport all the gold in this box. Zhao Qingsong hurriedly took about twenty gold bars, put them all into the side pockets of the saddle, stuffed them firmly, shouted "Drive", and patted the horse. Run towards the deserted trails in the mountains!
