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The wind also became stronger, blowing the branches of the trees that had just pulled out the sprouts and were still a little bare, like devil's claws.

However, there is no silence here, and few people can even hear the wind, because at this moment, this is a battlefield. The clashing of weapons, the shouts of death on both sides, the cries of pain before death, the muffled sound of swords cutting into flesh......

All the sounds converge here into a sonata, masking all the others and showing the cruelty and danger of the battlefield.

Every minute and every second, someone falls—someone is killed, someone is killed; Some people gasped and congratulated themselves on picking up a life, and some people widened their eyes and lamented the injustice of life and the slowly approaching death; Some people miss their loved ones in their hometown before they die, and some people think about how to continue to protect themselves after they survive......

On this battlefield, where there is never mercy for anyone, everyone seems to be dancing on the tip of a knife, and some people dance well and succeed in getting out of their lives; Some people slipped their feet and landed on the tip of the knife, and the blade pierced through the body.

Zhang Songxi is obviously not good at dancing this dance.

Facing a butterfly sword that was slightly stronger than him, and a mandarin duck sword who was weaker than him, but could cooperate well with the butterfly sword, Zhang Songxi deeply discovered his weakness. At this moment, he suddenly found that it turned out that people said that there was no successor to the master Zhang Sanfeng, not that there was no basis for the words, on the contrary, it was that none of them, including the second senior brother Yu Lianzhou, who had the highest martial arts, was qualified to inherit the mantle of the master.

But it's useless to think about it now.

Reluctantly used the long sword in his hand to open the long sword attacked by the Mandarin Duck Jiansuo, looking at the sword momentum of the butterfly Jiansuo attacking him like a swimming dragon, Zhang Songxi sighed silently in his heart, "Master, senior brothers, goodbye......"

But at the moment of death, he did not close his eyes and wait for death like Wuzhen. As a disciple of Wudang, he didn't allow himself to do that! Using the last bit of strength in his body, Zhang Songxi stood up from the ground, ignoring the long sword of the butterfly sword, but instead stood up with his sword and stabbed at the mandarin duck sword.

Before you die, if you can pull one, you can reduce some trouble for the senior brother and the junior brother!

But Zhang Songxi is now a half-crippled person, even if he is the last sword that does his best, what can he do? This is a real world, there is such a thing as the outbreak of the small universe, but after all, it is still a minority, and it is obvious that Zhang Songxi does not belong to one of those few people.

Therefore, Mandarin Duck Jiansuo can be said to be very scornful of Zhang Songxi's sword, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, he didn't even bother to dodge it, because he knew very well that before Zhang Songxi's sword came, Butterfly Jiansuo would take Zhang Songxi's life with a sword.

But soon he sensed something was wrong.

Because it seemed that a hand was pressed on his back, and then, an extremely strange force rushed over and pushed him out directly, but fortunately, he reacted in time, and instead of hitting Zhang Songxi's sword, he turned sideways and fell out from Zhang Songxi's side.

At the same time, taking this opportunity to look back, he also saw that a young man was standing where he was, and it seemed that he had used his left hand to use that strange martial arts to push himself out. At the same time, he seemed to stretch out his right hand and face the butterfly sword, and the long sword in the butterfly sword's hand suddenly seemed to be tied to a thread, and was pulled crooked by the kid.

Sideways to catch Zhang Songxi, who was stumbling, Mu Xiaojiu turned his hand and let Zhang Songxi into the hands of Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu, who had abandoned the battle and rushed over, and then looked at the five old men holding long swords in front of him with a smile.

"Tsk, let me guess, the five of you should be the five swords of the twelve serial dock waterways of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River."

The Broken Door Sword took a step forward, "It's me, who are you, since you know our identity, why don't you report your name quickly?" ”

At this time, the men who had been fighting on both sides gradually gathered up, and the battlefield suddenly became much quieter, only the corpses and blood stains that had not yet dried up in that place still indicated that there were still countless people fighting here in the last second.

"Me?" Mu Xiaojiu raised his eyebrows, "My name is Mu Xiaojiu, how is it, do you have any impression?" ”

The Broken Door Sword was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "It turns out that your kid is that Mu Xiaojiu, hum, do you know that my Yangtze River Three Gorges Twelve Serial Dock Waterways have already released a hunt and kill order against you in the underworld of the rivers and lakes?" You dare to swagger on the rivers and lakes so openly, I think you are tired and crooked! ”

Mu Xiaojiu couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, "This is a huge river and lake, and the people who want to kill me are like countless carp crossing the river. is also the underworld chase and kill order, don't you think of yourself as the first gang of the underworld in the twelve-chain dock waterway of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River! ”

The Broken Door Sword Su was furious, and he stopped talking nonsense with Mu Xiaojiu, and rushed towards Mu Xiaojiu with a long sword, causing Mu Xiaojiu to say with great disdain: "A first-class person, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, I think you are impatient!" ”

As he spoke, Mu Xiaojiu's feet slipped and met the broken door sword.

When Mu Xiaojiu just made a move, the Broken Door Sword Suo's mind was already a little panicked, for no other reason, but Mu Xiaojiu's speed was too fast, and before he could see clearly, he found that Mu Xiaojiu had already reached his left and near.

Frightened, at this time, his life was fighting, but the broken door sword could not show his cowardice, and the sword in his hand shook, and it was a stab towards Mu Xiaojiu. Mu Xiaojiu snorted coldly, his right hand suddenly reached out, and suddenly landed on the long sword of the Broken Door Sword, and then on the side of his body, his right hand swept the long sword of the Broken Door Sword Sword.

As one of the five swords of the twelve serial dock waterways of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, how could he have little understanding of Mu Xiaojiu, who was vigorously wanted by his own forces? He had long heard that Mu Xiaojiu was good at a lot of kung fu, especially fist kung fu, where did he dare to be careless at this time? Hurriedly flipped his wrist and wanted to withdraw the long sword.

But how could Mu Xiaojiu tolerate him? As soon as he saw that the Broken Door Sword wanted to withdraw the sword, he immediately turned his whisk into a pinch, and grabbed the long sword of the Broken Door Sword from the bottom up, so that the Broken Door Sword could not withdraw it, and at the same time punched out with his left hand, and smashed it straight to the chest and abdomen of the Broken Door Sword Sword.

The Broken Door Sword is an old man, feeling the power of Mu Xiaojiu's punch, how dare he resist this punch? At that moment, he was very decisive to abandon his sword and leave.

Mu Xiaojiu raised his eyebrows, put the long sword flat in his hand with a movement of his right hand, and flicked the middle finger of his left hand at the hilt of the sword, and an invisible force burst out, and the hilt of the long sword in the middle directly flew out of the long sword, and directly took the sword vest of the broken door.

The Broken Door Sword turned sideways, intending to pass the tip of the sword, and then grabbed the long sword again, but he didn't expect the speed of the sword to be too fast, and it actually cut through the clothes on his chest when he turned sideways, and by the way, he also opened a shallow opening in his chest, bringing out a bead of blood.

In the end, the Broken Door Sword Warrior failed to get his sword back, but instead collected the sword from the Butterfly Sword Breaker in the back, and then handed it back to the Broken Door Sword Warrior.

"Broken door, are you okay?" There was some worry in Butterfly Sword's words.

The Broken Door Sword Su looked at Mu Xiaojiu who looked at him with a smile, and he was angry, but in the face of the Butterfly Sword Suo, he still suppressed his anger, "It's okay, I underestimated the enemy, I didn't expect this kid's martial arts to be so high, although the internal force is still shallow in the transformation realm, but all kinds of exquisite martial arts have made his strength soar." ”

Butterfly Kensuo frowned, "Together?" ”

A hint of determination flashed in the eyes of the Broken Door Sword Suo, "Together!" ”

After a brief exchange between the two, they glanced at the three behind them, and then rushed up together.

Mu Xiaojiu smiled disdainfully, without fear, and rushed forward directly again.

Behind, Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu glanced at each other, handed Zhang Songxi over to other Wudang disciples to take care of, and then rushed up as well, "Mu Shaoxia, let's help you!" ”

Mu Xiaojiu smiled slightly, thanked him loudly, and then took the Broken Door Sword directly.

At this time, Mu Xiaojiu's name has also spread between the two sides, and many people are a little surprised, they can't imagine that this Mu Xiaojiu is so powerful, he has such martial arts at such a young age, and even the first-class master Broken Door Sword is not his opponent.

Of course, some people admire and admire, and naturally some people are jealous. But Mu Xiaojiu obviously didn't know all this.

Looking at it from a distance just now, he was already very clear about Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu's catties, so he only gave up the two swordsmen Teng Lei and Lightning, so that the two of them could fight more easily, and they could also boost their morale, as for the remaining three, it might be difficult to win, but entangled with these three people, Mu Xiaojiu was still confident.

has the unique art of Ling Bo Weibu, and Mu Xiaojiu's own martial arts are higher than the three of them, so Mu Xiaojiu's confidence can be said to be full of confidence, and it is definitely not groundless.

Seeing the three long swords coming towards him, Mu Xiaojiu suddenly jumped up, dodged the three long swords, and then wiped his hand from his waist, and the heterogeneous bamboo flute given by Huang Yaoshi had already reached his hand.

Replacing the sword with a flute, Mu Xiaojiu first touched the long sword of the butterfly sword, and then spit out the strength of his left hand, and the dragon grabbing power in the dragon grabbing magic skill of the longitudinal crane was suddenly released, and the pulling force suddenly deflected the mandarin duck sword's belt involuntarily, and directly cut the direction.

There was only one Broken Door Sword Keeper who saw Mu Xiaojiu's empty door wide open, where would he let go of such an excellent opportunity? He knew very well that no matter how fast Mu Xiaojiu was, Mu Xiaojiu would definitely not be able to draw his hand to resist this sword.

Therefore, the Broken Door Sword Su saw this opportunity, and pointed a sword straight at Mu Xiaojiu's middle acupoint.