Chapter 339: One Man, One Sword

Chapter 339: One Man and One Sword

When Yang Xiao found the place where Chang Hao said they had been attacked, he only saw three thousand Rouran cavalry, and a corpse that had been placed on horseback by the cavalry.

Just at a glance, Yang Xiao recognized it.

Instantly!

Yang Xiao's whole body is really angry!!

The hairband cracked, the green silk swayed, and the white robe swelled.

"Jiaojiao~~~~~!"

With a cry of earth-shattering sorrow, the Qing Ying Sword flew out at an unprecedented speed.

The eyes are red, one person and one sword, the grandmaster is rampant!

The killing frenzy begins.

No moves, no tricks, just chopping.

Whether it is a human body, whether it is a horse's body, it is just a sword to cut down.

It's like wiping out all the living beings in the world!!

Three thousand Rouran cavalry neighed and mourned all over the field.

Until death, they don't know what happened?

Directly killed the three thousand Rouran cavalry, Dong Yongcai chased after Yangxiao with seven swords.

I saw the stumps of people and horses piled up like a mountain, and a bloody man towered on it, bursting out with an abyss-like terrifying aura of despair.

It's just that the bloody man has a woman in his arms, a woman who has no life.

The bloody man gently stroked the woman's face, his eyes were tender like water, and his tears were like tears.

"Master!"

"Fourth Aunt!!"

"Elder Shentu!!"

Xie Changqing and Qijian let out a sad cry and rushed forward.

A sword aura rushed down, drawing a chasm in front of several people.

Hearing it, Yang Xiao said coldly:

"The master is a big matter, and you will meet with the three elders according to the order of the master!"

Baili Xuanshuang flew forward, but he opened his mouth and stopped.

Flying down, Yang reluctantly handed the cold woman in his hand to Baili Xuanshuang, and then reached out to wipe the blood stains on the woman's face, and said affectionately:

"Xuanshuang, help me take care of Jiaojiao, she loves to be beautiful. ”

As soon as his mouth and nose tightened, Baili Xuanshuang burst into tears instantly, and his heart was full of mixed tastes, and he asked:

"What about you?"

Yang Xiao took a deep look at the tearful man in front of him, turned his head suddenly, pointed to the north, and said:

"Rouran!"

Looking at the direction in which Yang Xiao's back disappeared, Baili Xuanshuang sat on the ground weakly.

Dong Yong, another grandmaster in the field, opened his mouth several times and stopped.

Dong Yong knew that he couldn't persuade Yang Xiao, and he didn't dare to persuade him.

is also a grandmaster, Dong Yong was afraid for the second time, the first time he was afraid of the wisdom of smiling to the sky, and the second time he was afraid of Yang Xiao's qi.

Murderous!

......

Rouran Royal City.

The royal city resembles a square, and the upper quarter is the royal tomb and the royal palace.

Descending along the central axis of the palace, in the middle of the city, is a square square that also serves as a place of worship to the gods.

On the left and right are the reservoir and the sacrificial platform.

From the central plaza downward, it is divided into the East Square and the West Market by the middle line.

Fang, is a uniform size of the house,

Cities, mostly entertainment, merchants, markets and the like.

Outside the royal city, a perfect hexagonal urban agglomeration was formed around the royal city, and a huge Rouran tribe was formed.

A man with a dirty face and a bloody face walked slowly towards the city gate, and the whole person looked a little sluggish.

However, from his scattered hair, a pair of angry eyes appeared.

He is Yangxiao.

Anyone who has seen him will never recognize him, this is the once graceful Yang family three young people.

Perhaps only the Qing Ying Sword pointing diagonally at the ground can make people recognize his identity.

"Coming to ......"

The soldiers defending the city could not even finish a complete sentence, and their hands clutched their necks tightly, blood spilling from between their fingers.

"Catch him!!"

With the roar that sounded in front of the city gate, the entire Rouran King City ushered in its most difficult day.

From the city gate to the royal palace, there is a straight stone official road.

The blood soaked through the slate, soaking the soil under the slate, and the blood flowed down the crack in the slate to the small ditches on both sides, and dyed the whole canal red.

One man and one sword, blood flowed everywhere he went.

Gentle and fierce, a man will have his own knife at the age of eleven.

In the beginning, many people drew their swords and slashed at the sword-wielding man.

Without exception.

It's all a sword to seal the throat!

Hundreds of people died, and no matter how fierce the folk customs were, there was some fear.

Run in all directions.

The man with the sword didn't chase after him, but just walked towards the royal city step by step.

He's not here to kill, he's here for revenge.

Target: The lord of the Rouran Kingdom 'Mukuro'.

Two groups of Rouran soldiers drove out from the direction of the royal city and the city wall, and began to surround the sword-wielding man.

Bows and arrows and scimitars were held high, shields were as long as walls, and countless soldiers flocked to them.

Yang Xiao's face was expressionless, his eyes were fixed on the brightest place in the royal city, and he wanted to use the head of the lord of a country to pay tribute to his deceased wife.

The Qing Ying Sword seemed to feel the master's heart.

The sword body vibrates regularly, and the speed is fast, so fast that it is out of reach of the naked eye.

Any weapon or armor is so delicate in the face of this trembling that it is shattered when touched. (Guess how it works, right?)

Bows and arrows are useless, and people are like clouds of light smoke.

The scimitar is useless, and the sword qi is like flying.

The shield was useless, and it only broke and shattered in an instant.

Later, from all over Rouran City, various figures burst out.

There are those who step on the ground like an earthquake, there are those who fly on the wall, and there are those who gallop like a flyer.

But see!

On the official road, the momentum of black and white yin and yang rises four zhang high.

As the killings increase, the tide changes.

Outside the black and white yin and yang, there is a suffocating glow.

"Grandmaster?!"

"Ah~~!"

"Who are you......"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

"He... Who is he......"

The screams came and went, and Yang Xiao turned a deaf ear.

Every blue light streaked through.

It was the life of a Rouran warrior.

Every time the sword is handed out.

Always with a touch of throat blood.

Another rain of arrows struck, and Yang Xiao bounced up, and his posture in the air was still extremely beautiful.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, and it flew in the air, and a sword took the lives of three people.

Finally, someone called out the name of Yang Xiao.

"It's the Yangxiao of the Kunlun faction in the west, the 'Flying Immortal Sword' Yangxiao!!"

"Hurry up and invite the Maiden Sect!"

Suddenly!

Dozens of figures in colorful clothes rushed out of the palace.

Just look at the light skills, and you know that everyone's kung fu is not weak, and more than a dozen long swords stabbed at the sun.

A sword and a row of soldiers' heads, Yang Xiaoqi felt it, and he didn't look at it, and with a ring of the Qingying Sword in his hand, he blocked all the more than a dozen sword blades, and was just about to fight back, but he took a step back and jumped out of the battle circle.

When you look closely, the enemies in front of Yang Xiao are all skirt and hairpin outfits, but this shirt is really a little less.

Indecent disrespect.

Yang Xiao's eyes were lowered, and two words burst out between his teeth: "Shameless!"

In the face of Yang Xiao's reprimand, the women were not ashamed, but laughed out loud:

"I have long heard that the third son of Yang in Xipingzhou is the most beautiful man in the world, and I see ...... today"

"Demon woman, shut up!" A broken roar, Yang Xiao's eyes closed, and the Qing Ying Sword was handed over again.

Suddenly, more than a dozen sword qi directly took the vital points of the women.

This is the Grandmaster's angry blow, and it is not trivial.

Ground!

A cloud of red mist floated in, swallowing more than a dozen sword qi.

The sword is retracted, the bloody clothes stand upright, and the blade of the sword is pointed obliquely.

Yang Xiao's face sank like water, his voice was as heavy as ice, and he shouted:

"Who?"

"Hmph! Kunlun is so bold to send it! A new grandmaster dares to come and make trouble" A bewitching voice sounded, and an extremely tempting female body appeared.

On the spot, all the Rouran men gathered on both sides of the official road were beating faster.

"I've seen Mrs. Right!" everyone knelt down to worship.

Listening, Mrs. Right said charmingly: "You are the Yang Xiao? The little woman Lu Zhi has seen Yang Gongzi." ”

No longer answered, Yang Xiao stabbed with his sword.

Lu Zhi's face was cold, and he flew up to meet him, and said coquettishly:

"Don't be ashamed, since you're here, don't go!"

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