Chapter 1263 - Don't Want Your Head

Of course, he hadn't seen a few masters, but when he saw his father dancing with a sword, he felt very powerful.

In the courtyard, the southerners shuttled through the nets intertwined with sword qi like a remnant leaf, with ease, as if they were playing, and their expressions were very relaxed, but the fifth and fourth masters were very hard, they were not injured, but if the southerners wanted to make them injured, it would be easy, but he didn't, as if he was playing a game of cat and mouse, and let them do their best, but they couldn't even touch a touch of his clothes.

The archers did not dare to release their arrows again, and in the melee, once the arrows were released, it was their own people who were injured, so all the archers also joined the battle circle.

Seeing that everyone was struggling, he heard a long howl from the south, flew into the house in the air, took the tung oil and smeared it in his hand, and did not know where to sacrifice the flint, luck hit the flame palm, and then quickly retreated, so that the fire circle advanced all the way, and the siege was immediately defeated.

This scene made the people present who participated in the melee dumbfounded, some were burned by the fire, quickly retreated and rolled on the ground, Xu Yi's eyebrows were burned, his hair was also burned, and he was buried in the mud and sand in the yard and rolled, how embarrassed and embarrassed it was.

"Still fighting? If you fight again, this Chu Wangfu will have to be burned out! There was a playful smile on Nanbianke's face, and his eyes suddenly sparkled, and he was proud and frivolous, which was the only time he showed any other expression after entering the mansion except for humility, but it was as if this was his true face.

Although Yu Wenhao was not burned by the fire, he felt furious when he looked at the unprovoked fire ring, and looked at the fourth master, and the fourth master said in a deep voice: "Flame palm!" ”

Everyone stopped, Yuwen Hao stepped forward with his sword, already very embarrassed, "Are you determined to take my head?" ”

Nanbian looked at him, "I didn't say it, it was you who came up and beat me in a swarm, I saw that it was fun, so I played with you, I haven't done it for many years, if my daughter-in-law knows, I'm afraid she will reprimand me." ”

Everyone looked at each other, afraid of their daughter-in-law? This is the true face of the peerless sword demon?

The fourth master hesitated for a moment and asked, "Didn't you say that you came to get a million taels of gold?" You're a southerner, sword demon, aren't you? ”

A trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of the southerner: "It's true that I'm a visitor from the south, but who is the sword demon?" ”

Yu Wenhao and the fourth master's expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't help but ask in unison: "You are not a sword demon?" ”

"He's not, I'm me!" On the wall, suddenly there was a voice, everyone heard the words, looked over in horror, only to see that the wall did not know when an old man in a green shirt came, he was carrying a sword, this sword was not on the scabbard, revealing a sharp blade, the blade was cold, and smelled a bloody smell hit, the old man's face was calm, did not show hostility, but people felt a breath of murder from his body for no reason.

The people drew their swords against him, and they were on guard.

The old man in the green shirt, who is also the southern guest sword demon, glanced at it, but it fell on the old man, and asked, "Why is the Venerable Driver wearing a mask?" ”

When the fourth master heard this, his eyes quickly looked at the old man, and when he looked carefully, he couldn't find that he was disguised.

The two looked at each other in the air, and saw the old man smile slightly, "Your eyes are vicious enough." ”

He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, revealing a face with thick eyebrows and rough eyebrows, not old, looking at about thirty, his eyebrows were particularly thick and black, and it was completely impossible to believe that this was the humble and polite old man of Fang Cai, he said: "My name is Qihuo, not a sword demon, nor a guest from the south." ”

The sword demon said: "I have used the sword for a long time, and my observation is different from that of ordinary people, and the disguise of the respected driver is indeed very detailed, but the eyebrows of the respected driver are too thick and black to cover it." ”

Qi Huo smiled and waved his hand, "This kind of disguise with a human skin mask is something I just learned, if you disguise yourself in other ways, no one can see it, this old brother, are you here to rob me of a million gold?" I am determined to get this million gold, and if you come to rob it, I will not show you mercy. ”

The sword demon's eyes drifted towards Yu Wenhao, and he immediately shook his head at the prayer fire, "I asked myself if I couldn't go through three moves under your hands, and I didn't take the humiliation on myself, I gave up." ”

He bowed his hand to Yu Wenhao, "His Royal Highness the Prince, we will meet again, I will wait for my apprentice first." ”

After he finished speaking, his body was in shape, and the person disappeared in an instant.

This inconspicuous trick still shocked everyone, why is it the gathering day of the masters? A sword demon, an unheard of flame palm master, are not fuel-efficient lamps.

The sword demon is gone, but this master who claims to be called Qihuo is still here, and he keeps saying that he wants to get a million gold, but he also said that he doesn't want the prince's head, but it's incomprehensible, how to get this million taels of gold without the prince's head?

"Hey, juggler," Xu Yi called at him, "You're not going to kill the prince, so what are you doing?" ”

"Don't you say it? I want gold, and I have a lot of poor people in my country, and I want to give them all. He turned around and entered the hall, raised his hand and said, "The prince comes in to talk, and the other idle people wait, stand down!" ”

Yu Wenhao lost his sword and ordered General Ghost Shadow Weiluo, "Take someone down!" ”

"Prince, danger!" General Luo hurriedly grabbed Yuwen Hao and said.

Yu Wenhao glanced inside, and said lightly: "If he really wants to take my head, it makes no difference whether you are there or not!" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone lowered their heads and was very ashamed, but they had never seen such a strong person in martial arts, and they really didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

The fourth master also lost his sword, and went in first, praying for fire and looking at him with a look of appreciation, "Boy, you are bold." ”

"My head isn't worth a million gold anyway." The fourth master sat down, and in this battle, he almost exhausted his internal strength, and he was really tired.

Yu Wenhao also came in, and when he saw Qihuo sitting in his main seat, he had no choice but to sit down next to him and look at him, "Since you don't want to take my head, I don't know ...... old man" He said this, glanced at his face, and it was not appropriate to call the old man, so he stopped talking.

Qi Huo glanced at him meaningfully, "I recently learned a new skill. ”

"Technology?" Yu Wenhao and the fourth master glanced at each other, although they were not answered, but they had unique skills, so they could only follow his words and ask, "What technology?" ”

Pray for fire: "Dig a bucket of yellow mud and send these onlookers away." ”

Yu Wenhao looked at him, then slowly turned back and instructed Tang Yang, "Do what he says." ”

Tang Yang nodded, then walked out quickly, asked someone to dig yellow mud in the backyard, filled a bucket and brought it over, and then withdrew all the ghost guards.