Ming Chengjun wanted to pierce Qin Yi first and then block the incoming people, but the speed of this enemy was too fast, and the sword roared and the dragon roared, obviously it was not idle, so he had to abandon Qin Yi, and with a wave of the big sword, he swept away!

Sweep away.

There was a soft sound, and a stream of cool water staggered the big sword, drawing a graceful arc and attacking head-on.

Ming Chengjun retreated and fought with his sword.

The stream of water suddenly changed its angle in the air, wrapped around the great sword, and stabbed forward like a snake.

Ming Chengjun had already seen clearly that it was not water, but a sword!

The sword body is as blue as water, just like the night at this moment, but there is a lot of cold bones, that kind of refreshing clarity, people can't help but want to drink and sip lightly.

However, after all, it can only stay at "thinking".

Because, whoever really goes to sip will be blocked!

The sword is poisonous, and it is no more than the warbler's resentment, so the warbler's resentment sword is also called the warbler's resentment.

The glacier is inserted into the sea, and the warbler complains about the poor, these four famous swords, as the Ming Chengjun of the Kendo Fang family, Shen Lu, does not know. He knew even more that this sword was owned by the Oriental Heavenly Sword, one of the nine great swords of the Hundred Swords Alliance. Cangtian Sword and the rest of the famous swords, under the command of the old swordsman Xu, in the sword cultivation hall to refine and study, assist each other, discuss and overcome difficulties, the predecessors have not been developed, and the limit of the way of the sword, its attainments are beyond the world's ordinary hands.

In this world, there are many people who can be among the likes of the Great Sword, but in terms of absolute strength, who is comparable to these ten people!

Even if only one of them is here, there is no hope of victory today.

Ming Chengjun's heart sank, and for a while, the warbler's resentment had reached the sword grid, and when he saw the stabbing wrist, Ming Chengjun secretly screamed in his heart: "Oops!" If you don't let go, you will be hurt, but the swordsman loses the sword, it is a great shame, his five fingers are slightly put and retreated, and then tightened, holding the green jade sword head at the end of the hilt, the warbler's resentment is only more than an inch, but it can't hurt him. Ming Chengjun was overjoyed, thinking that this warbler was also seven feet long, and when it was wrapped around my big sword, it would be shorter, and there was a wonderful point in every inch, this was my good chance to break the enemy!

The man's body was biased, avoiding the edge of the big sword, and the warbler wrapped around the sword suddenly tightened and threw it back! With the strength of the move, the big sword was about to be taken down under the belt, Ming Chengjun hurriedly turned his palm into a claw, probed and buckled, and held it on the head of the sword, his toes touched the ground, his body rose in the air, and he rotated rapidly, and the tip of the sword was like a drill to the enemy.

The two of them were in the air, Ming Chengjun's brocade clothes were picturesque, and the man's robe was blue like water, like two spinning tops with the tips together, which was very good-looking.

Ming Chengjun's momentum declined first, his body was biased, his toes touched the ground, and he immediately exerted his strength, stabbing at the enemy who was still spinning in the air, at this time, the warbler's resentment had already shaken away, and the person took a square with his hand, his body slid down, and his feet came out in a row, kicking the top of Ming Chengjun's head!

"What a spicy method!" Ming Chengjun fell back, the enemy's feet flew in front of him, he hit a barb in his right leg, kicked to the waist of the man, suddenly heard a brush, and the warbler was resentful and rolled from behind him, like a flower snake wrapped around a tree, Ming Chengjun hurriedly closed his legs and swung his sword to fight, the two swords struck each other, and there was a soft sound on the ground.

The man swept forward with his strength, his feet fell to the ground, Ming Chengjun's waist straightened, and his body returned to erect, separated from the man, but back to back. The two of them twisted their waists and turned backwards together, the big sword was white in the moonlight, and the warbler was like water, and they each struck out!

There was a crisp sound on the ground, the sword light clutched, the figure separated, Ming Chengjun took a step back, but the man only took half a step back.

At this time, Ming Chengjun saw the face of the enemy clearly with the help of the firelight, and saw that the young man in front of him had thin and flat eyebrows, big eyes, and bright lights in his eyes, which were pure and thorough. The nose is not high, some are straight, and the small mouth is lightly pursed, even a bit like a girl. He was not tall either, and his thin neck made one imagine the thinness hidden under the blue shirt, but he stood there, his shoulders loose and his waist straight, like a javelin pierced to the ground, giving people the feeling of being so straight and so cold.

Ming Chengjun saw that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was secretly surprised that he was only half a step back, and it was definitely not that his skill was higher than mine, but that he was a soft soldier with whip strength, and the internal strength was only transmitted outward, not subject to reverberation. However, no matter what, he had lost face, and his face was slightly ugly, and he said: "In Xia Ming Chengjun Shen Lu, may I ask who your Excellency is in the Hundred Swords Alliance?"

The young man said: "I, Liao Gushi, have nothing to do with the Hundred Swords Alliance. ”

Ming Chengjun said: "Then why did Your Excellency come to help the Qin family?"

Liao Gushi looked sideways and said, "I owe her husband a life, and I am sent to do a favor." ”

Everywhere he looked, a girl was holding Qin Yi and was treating, and a tear mole in the corner of her eye was Qin Ziyin. She was soaked, the corners of her clothes were still dripping, and when she heard Liao Gushi say "I owe her husband a life", she knew that she was referring to Chang Sihao, and her face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Ming Chengjun saw the sincerity in his eyes, and thought that what he said should be true, but he was holding a warbler and resentful, and his surname was Liao, even if he was not a member of the Hundred Swords Alliance, he must have a relationship with Liao Dajian, this section has to be taken into account, and now the Juhao Pavilion is only a one-way attack on the Qin family, and the Hundred Swords Alliance is not involved, if they are involved, the situation is quite unfavorable to the Juhao Pavilion.

In fact, with the current strength of Juhao Pavilion, there is no problem in attacking with all your might, and there is no problem in taking down the Qin family, but there will be heavy losses in the large-scale firefight, Jiangnan is newly determined, and the people's hearts are not convinced, once the war situation in the north is frustrated, it will inevitably lead to undue fluctuations, and it is troublesome to catch fire in the backyard, and it is meaningless to take Shanxi and not be able to hold it steady. In addition, the most worrying thing is the problem of the Hundred Swords Alliance and the Qin family joining forces, the all-out war has been delayed for a long time, the Hundred Swords Alliance has heard the wind, the two have joined forces, no matter how strong the Juhao Pavilion is, it is difficult to resist the enemy, but as long as the Yellow Dragon is smashed and Qin Langchuan is taken first, the rest of the people are not worried, and the rudder can be lured to tie it, Shanxi is self-leveling, and it is too late for the Hundred Swords Alliance to be saved. This attack on the Qin family was planned to surprise the attack, rather than combining it with force, and the intention was this.

Ming Chengjun said: "Since Your Excellency saved Qin Yi under my sword, it can be regarded as a favor and saved his life, and the debt owed can be offset." ”

Of course, Liao Gushi understood that what he meant was that he would leave now, and he would pay off his debts, and Juhao Pavilion would not be embarrassed by it. But he didn't buy it. said coldly: "If you don't help to the end, it won't be helped, and if you don't save someone, you won't save it." ”

Ming Chengjun smiled and said: "The young man is also persistent, so in this way, Your Excellency must be a river going to the sea?"

Liao Gushi said coldly: "Seeing that you are only about thirty years old, you dare to pretend to be old here!"

Ming Chengjun took a big sword and said: "Whether you are old or not, you have to look at the sword, not the person." ”

Liao Gushi glanced at him lightly and smiled slightly: "You are indeed old." ”

Ming Chengjun was stunned: "How do you say it?"

Liao Gushi shook the warbler in his hand, and the clear blue light shone on his cold starry eyes: "Only the old man chatters endlessly, and he doesn't move his hands with his mouth." ”

Ming Chengjun laughed: "Okay, good!"

Suddenly, I heard the soft sound of the strings, and a song "Crying in the Dark Night" floated from the east, and a faint voice said: "I have heard for a long time that Ming Chengjun is a high-spirited, elegant and elegant Jiangnan celebrity, and the moon and stars are shining tonight.