The three-foot green edge was deshewn for no reason, and suddenly cracked the night sky, whirling in a circle, instantly erasing the three people.

bite!

Qingfeng penetrated the bluestone on the ground, and several inches of the stone were inserted. The sword body was as bright as clean water, trembling and buzzing.

Although he only killed three people, he was still shocked that other swordsmen could avoid the tiger, avoid the three opens, and fight with swords, fearing that the sword's edge would suddenly break the stone and leapt up again and slash the head of a person.

The swordsman leader only felt that this sword was shocked by the sky, as fast as thunder, with no moves or postures. He was a fierce killing that he had never seen or heard of. In horror, he said the three words "Sword Control Technique".

The sword-controlling technique, such as sword-controlling weapons, fly in the air, killing enemies invisibly, is mysterious and mysterious, almost legendary, and has only been passed down from word to mouth in the world. The martial arts giant harness such as the swordsman leader has been experiencing in the world for more than 30 years, but has never seen it.

So although the three-foot green breeze was silent on the ground, he was still protecting his body with a knife, and a cold voice asked somewhere in the dark night, "Which master is here in Chunyang Palace?"

There are rumors in the world that the fist is infinite and the sword returns to Chunyang.

The sword control technique is the mysterious supreme sword script of Chunyang Palace. It kills demons and eliminates demons, and it is easy for gods and ghosts to prevent them from happening, so it is difficult for outsiders to see it.

At this moment, the sword-controlling technique appeared, and naturally the disciples of Chunyang Palace stepped on here.

But no matter how the swordsman leader made a sound, there was only the rustling sound of wind in the courtyard, and the other swordsman's breathing became turbid because of the frightened heart.

The swordsman leader couldn't help but wonder.

The disciples of Chunyang Palace have always practiced Taoism in a closed door, and few people have entered the world. Therefore, even someone like him who has never seen Chunyang Palace before. Now he has appeared here, and this Chunyang master who is not yet aware of where the cone is hidden seems to be very murderous.

It is reported that the seven sons of Chunyang are only the seven heroes Qi Junjin, who are as fierce as fire, cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes, and have always been extremely murderous. All the disciples under his command are jealous of evil. Could it be that Qi Junjin's disciples who came?

Just when the swordsman leader was very worried and confused, he swept his two flower guns into the ground with an unstoppable force sweeping across the army.

However, when Zhu Weiming saw the swordsman leader pondering, he immediately fired a gun and wanted to snatch Yan Changtian, who was held hostage by him.

The gun entered like a dragon, and instantly rushed to the front of the swordsman leader.

Just as the swordsman's shadow was about to submerge the swordsman's leader, the swordsman's leader held the knife in his left hand and quickly slashed it out.

With just one knife, it seemed to split the boundless black clouds that were crushing the border city, and the cold light shone slightly in Zhu Weiming's pupils.

The next moment, the gun was broken, the man fell, and the sword was constantly extinguished, cutting off a wall behind Zhu Weiming like a destruction, dust filled and soaring into the sky.

Everyone in the juggling troupe was so scared that they were all silent and trembling as if walking on thin ice.

Zhu Weiming struggled to get up, but was pressed by the swordsman leader with one knife on his shoulder. Zhu Weiming immediately seemed to have a bent bow and couldn't stand up.

"Zhu Weiming, Ji Zongbu didn't tell you that your gunshot skills were not strong enough, so I couldn't kill anyone? If Ji Zongbu was here, I might be a little afraid." The swordsman leader cut off the flower spear and destroyed the wall with a knife, crushing Zhu Weiming, and said contemptuously.

Zhu Weiming was very frustrated, and his throat felt sweet, and he vomited blood on the ground.

But he has always been tough and would rather die than die. Although he vomited blood, he shouted hoarsely: "You dog thieves, who kill innocent people indiscriminately, actually attack the child who is only a few years old. Even the real person of Chunyang Palace who is idle Yun Yehe can't stand it. If you want to be a chivalrous and righteous person, you can't use coach Ji here, just..."

"Yeah?"

The swordsman leader's eyes condensed when he heard this. The Chunyang Palace Sect only made a sword and refused to show his face. It seemed that there was something taboo.

Thinking of this layer, he looked at him with a sharp look with great murderous intention. He raised the steel knife in his hand slightly, and when he condensed, he seemed to be in a state of stagnation, exuding a sense of uncontrollable domineeringness.

"Then let's take action first to see if the people in Chunyang Palace can really protect you, a stupid cow under my knife."

The swordsman leader was inspired by Zhu Weiming's words and was about to use his sword to kill him to establish his authority.

However, at this moment, the three-foot green breeze that was still trembling on the ground seemed to be invisible hands in the void. It suddenly left the ground and hung in the air, making a clanging sound, as if it was about to break through the clouds and the moon at any time, and emitted a thunderous blow.

The swordsmen were so scared that their scalps were numb and they all retreated from afar, fearing that the next person to the flying sword was him.

Zhu Weiming and the others were also surprised and didn't know what happened.

Seeing this, the swordsman leader, who was full of slaughtering aura, thought that his actions angered the disciples of Chunyang Palace. He did not care about killing Zhu Weiming. He cut out large pieces of snowflakes in his hand, only protecting his body, and then let out a long roar: "Retreat!"

Leading the remaining swordsmen, he escaped into the darkness without any nostalgia.

Zhu Weiming and others were shaken by the long roar before the swordsman leader left, and the blood was churning. The few with a little lighter skill were pale and their butts were paralyzed to the ground. Yan Changtian and the three children were shocked to death.

They couldn't help but burst into cold sweats, and they really realized how good the swordsman leader, who was covered with his face, looked like he was hiding his head and tail, and did not dare to show his true face. If they weren't afraid of Chunyang Palace's sword-controlling skills, they would probably have to give their lives here tonight.

"Thank you for your life-saving kindness from the master of Chunyang Palace."

Si Niang supported her extremely injured body and bowed to the three-foot green breeze hanging in the air.

At the same time, the others were like Si Niang, thanking the master of Chunyang Palace for his life-saving grace.

As Si Niang and the others bowed down one by one, the three-foot green breeze squirted into the scabbard on Si Niang's back with a whoosh.

It seemed that they had received a response, and everyone couldn't help but look happy. They didn't know why the real people from Chunyang Palace saved them, because many of them had never even heard of the word "Chunyang Palace" before, but this did not prevent them from worshiping Chunyang Palace.

"The people of Chunyang Palace, who are all over the sword, are probably impatient to deal with us ordinary people." Zhu Weiming said in a loss that the master of Chunyang Palace did not show up after all, and said in a loss.

"Sure enough, I was mistaken for sword control."

In the void, somewhere invisible to the naked eye, a gauze dress is like snow, and lotus sleeves are flying, Nie Xiaoqian, who is like a wind shaking, said to herself.

In fact, there are some masters of Pure Yang Palace and some sword control techniques.

Everything was just a hidden figure, Nie Xiaoqian saw those swordsmen wanting to slaughter the little boy. She drew her sword in anger, and the sword edge became cold, which was a "flash ghost slash".

The move and the intention were combined, and the ghost slash was as fast as lightning. The sword move was in danger as soon as it was released. The killing was invincible. It was so fast that even she could not predict it, so she wiped out three swordsmen in one go.

Because everyone present had no magic, they did not see her ghost body snatching the sword and using her killer moves. They only saw Si Niang's three-foot green breeze coming and going out of thin air, killing three people back, which made the swordsman leader mistakenly think it was a sword-controlling technique.

Fortunately, this fake sword-controlling technique scared the swordsman leader away. Otherwise, if he really fought, Nie Xiaoqian felt that the three-foot green breeze in his hand would not be able to kill even the three-foot blue head of the swordsman leader.

She could kill three people in a row by surprise and attacking them unpredictable. When the swordsman leader was alert, the surprise attack turned into a head-on attack. With her only figure, "The Swordsman's Way" was simply impossible to defeat a master like the swordsman leader.

The murderous intentions in the courtyard were gone, and Nie Xiaoqian relaxed and took a look at the bodies of the three swordsmen.

Maybe they are dead, maybe they are ghosts themselves, maybe they have seen too many deaths in Lanruo Temple, and she didn't feel too much discomfort except for disgust.

(The power outage was again during the day, I wrote a little by hand, and called at night, and revised it into this chapter. However, there will be two updates, and the second update will be later. Don’t keep the recommendation tickets in your hands, and take action when it’s time to take action.)
Chapter completed!