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Outside the study, the lights were bright, the sword shadow flickered, and Jiang Nanyun had a sword curtain in front of him, resisting all embroidered spring knives. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She was not happy to draw her sword, elegant and graceful, like dancing a sword under a peach blossom tree, with a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if mocking.

Now, after putting on a mask, she has become a mature young woman, enchanting, charming, amorous, her eyes are flowing, and she is swaying.

Commander Li stood behind everyone, pressing the knife and standing still, the light in his eyes flickered, and the anxiety was abnormal, but there was no good way, one husband should be closed, ten thousand people should not be opened, this female martial arts committee is really terrifying and terrifying, worthy of being a martial arts master!

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly waved his arm and shouted, "Stop...... All of them, stand back!"

When his words fell, everyone stopped swords, protected behind them, stepped on their feet, and retreated quickly, in unison.

Jiang Nanyun took a step back and smiled at everyone.

This smile was revealed through the mask, and it became extremely charming, and everyone present was so busy that they didn't dare to look at it.

For these people, Jiang Nanyun also put away his contempt, their sword skills are fierce and sharp, all of them are well-trained, cover each other, the defense is not leaky, and the attack is crazy like a huge wave.

Such a person, put in the martial arts, can be regarded as a first-class master, but now he is only a small guard in the palace, it's a pity.

She shook her head and sighed lightly, her eyes were regretful, but then when she thought about it, she immediately laughed, the disciples in her gang are now all masters, not inferior to theirs, four or five out of ten, it is a pity to stoop to a small Qingping Gang.

She glanced at Commander Li, she didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but it was very interesting, but it was strange for the master to meditate in the room.

"Master?" she called softly, using the sound into the mystical thaumaturgy.

There was silence, and all that came from his ears was the sound of dozens of breaths around him, and there was no voice from the master, and he couldn't breathe.

She knew that this state was the meaning of fetal breath, and that the master was ingesting the vitality of heaven and earth, and it must be healing.

Who hurt Master? Her heart was like being scratched by a cat, and it was extremely itchy.

Commander Li's expression was anxious, and his voice was still calm: "Retreat one more zhang, surround it, and let me and Zhang Chuanming do it!"

Everyone stepped back together, their expressions did not move, the embroidered spring knife returned to the sheath, pressed the handle of the knife, did not say a word, and looked cold.

Commander Li stepped forward, Zhang Chuanming jumped up from the corridor, swept over the flower garden, and landed beside him, and the two of them walked towards Jiang Nanyun.

The two of them acted tacitly, stepping on each step, just like one person.

Jiang Nanyun pouted and smiled: "You two big men, bullying me a weak woman, it's really ruthless!"

Her voice was rough, although her appearance was even more weird, it was extremely uncomfortable to listen to, and the original thoughts immediately dissipated, like clear smoke meeting cold wind.

If she didn't speak, her appearance would be charming, and her mind would be shaky, but when she spoke like this, with such a voice, it was not flattering, and she immediately broke off her thoughts.

But Jiang Nanyun didn't know what he looked like, and he thought that it was really as the master said, but he was an ugly monster.

"Shut up!" Commander Li drank in a deep voice and said coldly: "If you get out of the way, I can swear to let you go, if you resist again, you will be better off than dead!"

"Oh?" Jiang Nanyun asked with a curious smile: "Why is it better to die than to die?"

Commander Li smiled coldly and silently, and said: "Pick off the tendons and tendons, break your throat, and sell into the Qinglou!"

Jiang Nan Yundai's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and her face tightened, cold as frost.

Thinking of such an encounter, it was really worse than death, and her originally relaxed mood suddenly changed, terrible, murderous, and overflowing.

"Sure enough, the mind is vicious!" She sneered, squinted at them, and snorted, "In that case, why should I be polite to you?!...... If it's fun, don't die!"

Commander Li made his heart firm, his eyes did not move, his feet were unhurried, he slowly moved forward, and slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist.

His knife is not an embroidered spring knife, it is a few points wider, the blade is black, only the cold light on the blade is circulating, and it feels like a treasure knife when you look at it.

Zhang Chuanming is not an embroidered spring knife, but a long sword, the sword body is flashing, and it must also be a sword.

Jiang Nanyun shook his head and smiled, his heart was even more murderous, but he was worried about the master, and he didn't know what happened to him, so he had the idea of delaying time.

"Kill!" Commander Li shouted angrily, jumped up, and the long knife slashed straight down, slashing Huashan angrily with one move, sneering.

The Frost Sword circled in front of him, drawing an arc that formed a cyclone towards his long blade.

Zhang Chuanming's body did not move, the long sword pointed obliquely, and his feet were not the same, like a statue, only his eyes were blazing, like a torch.

When the long knife fell on the top of Jiang Nanyun's head, it suddenly froze, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, Commander Li slowed down his body, and after being stunned, he broke off with a loud voice, and the other hand also held the handle of the knife, held the knife with both hands, and pressed down violently.

What Jiang Nanyun used on the sword was an authentic and incomparably sticky technique, and the long knife was trapped in her sword, and it was difficult to move.

Although Commander Li has deep internal strength, it is far from being comparable to Jiang Nanyun, although he is using both hands, the green tendons on his neck are bulging, like several earthworms wriggling, it is still difficult to suppress the long knife.

Jiang Nanyun's long sword spun again, and with a slight pull, Commander Li suddenly stumbled and rushed out a few steps to the side.

A loud roar came, followed by a cold light, like a flash of lightning across the sky.

Zhang Chuanming took out the sword very quickly, and the tip of the sword instantly came to Jiang Nanyun's body, extremely fast, as if it pierced the air.

His narrow sword seemed to be subjected to less resistance, and it was exceptionally fast, yin and venomous, like a snake poking its head.

Jiang Nanyun stepped on the seven stars under his feet, and his delicate body swung, as light as a swimming fish swinging his tail, and suddenly a sword pierced the air, grazing her left side.

Stepping on his feet to dodge, his hands did not stop, and he spun again, pulling to the left.

The long knife was then pulled over, and Commander Li rushed forward, and the long knife changed direction and suddenly crashed into Zhang Chuanming's narrow sword.

There was a "ding" sound, and the long knife collided with the narrow sword, making a crisp sound.

Jiang Nanyun's feet slipped, and when he came behind Zhang Chuanming, a sword stabbed out, elegant and silent, and his movements were slow.

But the long sword seemed to ignore the existence of space, flashed in the air, and suddenly appeared in another place, far away.

Therefore, Jiang Nanyun's sword seemed to be unpleasant, but it was unspeakably fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached Zhang Chuanming's back and stabbed his vest.

Zhang Chuanming's eyes were full of flowers, and when he saw that she was gone, he felt that something was wrong, and he used a lot of force under his feet, rushing straight to the right, just avoiding this sword.

The three of them fought in one place, the sword light and sword shadow, it was difficult to distinguish for a while, dozens of masters watched from the side, pressing the embroidered spring knife in their hands, and the green tendons in their hands appeared from time to time.

Where Xiao Yuesheng was sitting, on the bed, white smoke shrouded him, and there was no shadow of him, only white smoke rolling, as if there was life.

"Whew-" "Whew-"

Slowly, the sound of breathing came, getting louder and louder, like pulling bellows, like blowing thunder, and the sound became louder and louder.

The white smoke tumbled violently, as if caused by boiling water, and the whole room was filled with white smoke, and there was nothing to be seen.

After a few moments, the sound of breathing suddenly stopped, and the room fell silent again.

The white smoke suddenly dissipated, and it went in one direction, and in the blink of an eye, the whole room returned to clarity again.

The white smoke drilled into Xiao Yuesheng's body one by one, and soon, everything got into his body, and it was all gone.

Xiao Yuesheng appeared in shape, with a ruddy complexion and clear eyes, just like the two of them before meditating.

He floated, floated, swept two feet, lowered his feet and landed on the ground, and turned his head to look around.

After taking a look, he shook his head and sighed, seeing this, he actually felt a little cordial, it seems that the memory of King Ruiyang is really imprinted in his mind.

He bent down, pressed his palm on the vermilion lacquer box he brought out, lifted it slightly, straightened up, and walked outside.

In his hands, the box seemed to be as light as nothing, and his steps were light, as if it were a few points lighter than an empty box.

Pulling open the door, the clanging sound outside suddenly became louder, and he strode out, facing the crowd.

"Division...... Are you out?!" Jiang Nanyun waved his long sword, drawing three arcs in a string, and the tip of the sword sprinkled a piece of clear light, resisting a sword and a sword, and still had time to greet Xiao Yuesheng.

Fortunately, although she was excited, she still did not lose her sense of proportion, and her heart was flowing endlessly, and she always maintained a calm attitude.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Let's go, don't delay any longer!"

"Okay!" Jiang Nanyun nodded in agreement, and the sword light suddenly rose.

"Hey, want to go?!" a cold shout suddenly sounded, and a figure swept through the night sky, fell into the courtyard, and stood at the bottom of the steps, looking at the two of them.

Jiang Nanyun's eyes narrowed, suddenly lit up, and he became excited, the man who suddenly appeared in front of him was obviously a powerful master!

(To be continued)