There are already three more dead people on the ground, and the other two who are alive have lost their courage long ago and no longer dare to take action; Ximen Chuixue is also blowing the blood from the tip of the sword.
Shangguan Xueer's eyes widened and she looked very obedient, but her little face was full of interest. Hua Manlou stayed by her side. If he hadn't pulled the little girl along, he would have doubted whether she wanted to get involved. foot.
The flesh on Yan Tieshan's face was trembling. There was no sadness or sympathy in his eyes for those who died for him on the ground. There was only fear in his eyes at this moment.
Only now can others see that he is indeed an old man. The older a person gets, the more afraid of death he is. He is already looking for a way to survive for himself.
Just as Lu Xiaofeng was about to continue asking, figures flashed, and seven more people flew out of the water pavilion.
They rushed towards each other almost at the same moment.
At this time, Su Shaoqing stopped Ximen Chuixue, Huo Tianqing stopped Lu Xiaofeng, and then Yan Tieshan seemed to find a way out.
He was about to start Qinggong Kungfu at this moment, but he saw another terrifying, terrifying scene...
Those seven people were all martial arts masters with their own attainments. As soon as they made a move, they surrounded him. Two of them faced him head-on with swords, three of them secretly used secret techniques from behind, and two of them were on the left and right.
The combined attack of seven people was so perfect. Even if he could handle such a battle, it would still take a lot of effort.
The cold light is dazzling, the sharp wind is biting the skin, and the murderous intent is killing people...
But the reality is not what Yan Tieshan thought. There is only one sword, and only one sword!
Such a sword has never appeared in heaven and earth, throughout the ages; therefore, there is no way to describe that sword with words, pictures, or words!
At that moment, it was as if all the martial arts in the world, all the weapons in the world, and all the moves in the world were in vain, and fell under that sword.
The sword light flashed again, only to disappear again.
It was as if the sword light had never appeared, as if the sword had never appeared, but the weapons of the seven people were cut off, and the throats of the seven people were slit.
When the broken blade fell to the ground, the man also fell to the ground.
No one cheered, because everyone was cold, even Xueer covered her mouth with a look of surprise.
Of course Yan Tieshan couldn't move again, and he also lost all courage.
He sighed and said in a trembling voice: "I am already old... old..."
Lu Xiaofeng also suppressed the shock in her heart and said calmly: "You are indeed old."
Yan Tieshan said: "You...why do you want to...treat me, an old man, like this?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because if you owe a debt, you always have to pay it back. No matter whether he is an old man or not, and how old he is, he has to pay it back himself."
Yan Tieshan suddenly said loudly: "I owe a debt, of course I will pay it back, but when have I ever owed anyone else a debt?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "You didn't, what about Yan Liben?"
Yan Tieshan's face began to twist and she roared: "You are right, I am Yan Liben, the same manager Yan who ate people without spitting out their bones fifty years ago, but..."
His words suddenly stopped, and his twisted face began to deform, because the blood had bloomed on his chest, like a blooming flower.
That's the tip of a sword.
Huo Tianqing's face was livid, and he asked sternly: "Who is it?"
"it's me!"
With a voice as clear as a silver bell and a body as light as a swallow, a figure suddenly jumped up from the lotus pond, causing water all over his body.
She was wearing a black sharkskin swimsuit, tightly wrapped, showing off her graceful figure.
Yan Tieshan looked at her and used her last strength to ask three words: "Who are you...?"
Her eyes were not closed, but the person was already dead, but she still glared at the dead person with eyes full of hatred and malice.
"I am Princess Danfeng, and I am the one who came to settle old scores with you for King Jinpeng."
The sword is cold, and so is the blood.
The hatred and resentment in Princess Danfeng's eyes disappeared, and disappeared into a kind of faint sadness.
Ximen Chuixue suddenly stood in front of her and said coldly: "You also use a sword?"
Princess Danfeng was slightly startled and nodded slowly.
Ximen Chuixue said: "From today on, if you dare to use the sword again, I will kill you!"
Princess Danfeng wanted to ask why, but Ximen Chuixue swung her sword and shook her hand. The light of the sword turned into sword flowers. After a burst of golden iron, her sword broke into eight or nine pieces, and one piece fell to the ground.
Ximen Chuixue said coldly: "You are not worthy of using a sword!"
Princess Danfeng's pretty face turned a little pale. Of course Xue'er saw her cousin, but her eyes were very strange. When she looked at Shangguan Danfeng again, she felt a little strange, but also felt indescribably familiar.
Random chuckled and shook his head slightly... He was no longer interested in staying any longer. He walked over to the little girl and patted her head.
"gone!"
Xue'er raised her face and responded somewhat confusedly.
Hua Manlou also followed the two of them and walked outside the water pavilion.
It was time for everyone to leave, including Lu Xiaofeng, but he didn't expect that the Shaoqing of the Yan family actually stopped that person.
Su Shaoqing's steps were still steady, but the color on his face was gone. He stood on the only way to the Shuishui Pavilion and said, "I am Su Shaoying from Emei."
Ranran paused and said, "You want to use your sword on me?"
Su Shaoying nodded, with light shining in his eyes, and said: "That kind of... that kind of swordsmanship, I want to see it again."
Random smiled and shook his head, ignoring him, and walked past him.
Hua Manlou sighed lightly, he could already guess what would happen next.
Su Shaoying tiptoed slightly, and a sword bounced up and fell into his hand. After all, he was a hot-blooded young man, and he felt that being ignored was humiliating, and blood and anger surged up in his chest.
With a flash of body, he stopped the person who was about to leave again.
"I must see you again!"
The sword in his hand has been swung out. In addition to being light and agile, the sword technique also has the force of opening and closing the sword.
This is the "Seven, Seven and Forty-Nine Styles for Double Killing with Swords" created by Dugu Yihe, the master of Emei. He has been studying it carefully and practicing hard since he joined Emei.
Now he has achieved extremely high attainments in swordsmanship, and he has integrated the strong and fierce swordsmanship into Emei's elegant and unique swordsmanship.
One soft and one hard, one sinking and one filling, the blending into the sword is extremely wonderful.
The sword light flew away quickly, and he casually flicked out a finger.
The finger edge is sharper than the sword, and sharper than the knife. The strength of the finger and the skill of the fingering are so great that as soon as the finger is released, it cuts into the sword light, breaks the edge of the sword, and cuts off the sword body.
Just hearing "ding ding ding ding..." there was a soft sound, and the broken blade flew away in all directions.
Su Shaoying used the sword, but found that only the hilt of the long sword was left in her hand.
Ranyi said calmly: "I didn't kill you not because I am a lenient person, but because I don't want to kill you now. If you continue to pester me, you will die, and your master will die too... Maybe the Emei Sect will no longer exist."
He finished speaking calmly and walked out slowly.
This time Su Shaoying no longer dared to stop him.
