Seeing the woman Jiu Niang in red in front of her, a breath of smoke was sprayed out, covering Chang Shuyuan, a man in white opposite, Li Xiake was surprised and curious, "Why is this smoke so strange? What's the use? Why is Chang Shuyuan so scared?"

At this moment, the white smoke that had originally enveloped Chang Shuyuan's body quickly converged and quickly penetrated into Chang Shuyuan's body. After just a few breaths, the ball of white smoke entered Chang Shuyuan's body along the pores of the skin and disappeared.

"Everyone can penetrate the sky and the smoke!"

After Bai Yan disappeared, Chang Shuyuan stood there motionless, only his mouth was still slowly opening and closing, "When will the disciples of Chang'an Sword Sect use the things from the Demon Sect?"

Jiu Niang, wearing red clothes, chuckled softly: "The Demon Sect Tianluoyan is indeed very rare. But a few years ago, I happened to kill a disciple of the Demon Sect. This Tianluoyan was obtained from him, but I didn't expect it to be used on you today."

As she spoke, her body trembled slightly, and the blood stains on her shoulders were about to expand. It seemed that she might have consumed a lot of energy when she spit out Tianluo smoke just now, and she could no longer hold on at this time.

She walked forward carefully for a few steps, and slowly squatted down in front of Chang Shuyuan and picked up her short sword from the ground. Seeing that Chang Shuyuan was still motionless, her heart finally dropped, and her face suddenly became extremely cold, "Chang Shuyuan, you said too, this sword picture is quite a bit bad. Now that it has fallen into my hands, if others know about it, I may cause endless trouble in my sect!"

Chang Shuyuan seemed to be unable to move because of Tian Luoyan. Hearing Jiu Niang's tone, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, "Jiu Niang, do you want to kill me?"

He didn't move, but the surprise in his tone could be heard by Li Xiake not far away, "I held back three times and never killed you, just to worry about the big conflict between you and me. If you kill me now, aren't you afraid that our two families will have an endless grudge?"

Jiu Niang chuckled softly, "So what?"

The short sword in her hand danced gently, aiming the tip of the sword at Chang Shuyuan's choking throat, and stabbed forward little by little, "Brother Chang, you are indeed a kind and righteous gentleman. I did hold back three times just now, but don't you understand? The purple bamboo sword picture contains a big secret to becoming an immortal and a Buddha. Are you really not moved by the secrets here?"

Chang Shuyuan saw the tip of the sword thrust into his throat inch by inch, and sighed in his heart, knowing that he was no longer immune. When he was about to die, his mind was clear. He instantly understood why Jiu Niang wanted to kill him and blurted out: "You want to swallow the sword map alone!"

Jiu Niang's face changed, and the short sword that stabbed Chang Shuyuan instantly condensed in the air, "What are you talking about?"

Chang Shuyuan sighed, "You and my family have always been in a good relationship. Even if they are fighting for the sword map, they will not kill each other's good players. When the Seventh Lady hurts people and grabs treasures, they only hurt people, not killing people, and there is still some room for them. If you don't want to swallow the treasures, you will not have the intention to kill me. Jiu Niang, do you want to blame my death on the people in the Demon Sect after killing me?"

He whispered: "You are wrong! The purple bamboo sword picture left by Master Feng Yuanshan has not understood it for thousands of years. How could you be sure that you are the lucky person?"

Jiu Niang said coldly: "How can I know if I don't try it!"

Chang Shuyuan said: "In the past, those who were killed in Tibetan paintings basically thought so!"

When he said this, his voice slightly increased, "Jiu Niang, since I want to kill me to silence me, I am afraid that if you see someone fighting with me today, you will not let go?"

When Jiu Niang heard this, her eyes turned to Li Xiake driving and said lightly: "You can only silence the person if you kill someone! They can only blame them for being killed!"

When she said this, she no longer hesitated and stabbed the short sword in her hand suddenly, "Brother Chang, don't blame me!"

Li Xiake heard the conversation between the two in front of him clearly. In a moment, he understood the general reason why the two in front of him were enemies. At the same time, he also knew his current situation. If this Jiu Niang really wanted to swallow the treasures by herself, she would probably be unable to escape after killing Chang Shuyuan.

Chang Shuyuan's voice just now increased, it seemed to be to remind himself.

At this time, seeing Jiu Niang stabbing Chang Shuyuan with a short sword, Li Xiake made a quick decision and did not dare to hesitate anymore. He pulled out the iron spear from the car, so he soared into the air, and stabbed the iron spear in his hand in the air, "Bitch! Take me a shot!"

Jiu Niang was shocked. At first she thought Li Xiake was just an ordinary coachman, so she didn't care about him. At this time, she saw him hitting the sky with great momentum, which made her feel really surprised.

She suddenly retreated, avoided Li Xiake's thunderous attack, stood in the distance, shouting in a delicate voice: "Who are you?"

"It's true of Li Xiake!"

After Li Xiake stabbed the spear in the air, he didn't wait for his body to fall to the ground. The spear suddenly shook, and the tip of the spear changed direction, aimed at Jiu Niang's chest, and stabbed it out again.

Jiu Niang flashed, and the short sword in her hand slashed towards the tip of Li Xiake's spear. With a "puff" sound, the tip of the iron spear in Li Xiake's hand had been cut off by the short sword.

The two short swords in her hand turned out to be swords with iron-cutting like mud.

"What a sword!"

Li Xiake's whole body was trembling as if burning fire. The iron rod was pulled back quickly, changing the gun technique to the stick technique, rushing forward and hitting Jiuniang's legs.

After seeing Jiu Niang's fight with Chang Shuyuan just now, he knew that he was definitely not the match of this woman. Even if she was injured, she could not match her. Therefore, after taking action, he would never dare to give her a chance to breathe. The iron stick in her hand danced like the wind and attacked like a heavy rain, and it kept stopping.

After Li Xiake landed, Jiu Niang could already see that this person's martial arts were ordinary. Apart from being a little stronger, there was nothing to be desired. She immediately felt relieved and her body flashed one after another. After dodging Li Xiake's iron stick, she chuckled and said, "Silly, you are quite strong!"

While speaking, two short swords in his hand were joined together, and a slender jade hand gently grabbed the iron rod that was swept at Li Xiake, "It's a pity that there is only brute force!"

"Bang!"

Li Xiake's body shook, and the iron rod had been grabbed by Jiu Niang's hand. Then a sensation of energy like a needle came along the iron rod, and went up from the Laogong point in the palm, rushing into Li Xiake's heart like lightning.

Li Xiake felt a sudden pain in his heart, his breathing was not smooth, and his eyes blurred.

I heard Jiu Niang's giggle coming from my ears, "Explode!"

The energy that rushed into his heart exploded at this time, as if a firecracker was lit in Li Xiake's body. The explosion made his chest bulge high, and his abdomen was like thunder, and blood spurted out of his mouth desperately.
Chapter completed!