ten steps one kill

Yearning, but unable to touch.

He was completely at a loss and didn't know what to do, so he could only hold his five fingers together and bury his head even lower.

Fang Wuxiang sensed Yuan Bao's embarrassment, and immediately shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, but we can't... Anyway, you should go to bed early." After speaking, he pulled away from the bedpost, and couldn't wait to tuck the front of his clothes. Rearrange.

Yuan Bao stared at him blankly: "Wait, where are you going?"

Fang Wuxiang said without hesitation: "I'm going to catch those two perpetrators."

Yuan Bao couldn't help trembling, he thought of the hideous and strange faces of those two people again, and the heart-piercing pain of the knife cutting on his body, just recalling in memory, he felt dizzy for a while, and wanted to shrink back into a ball.However, he didn't know where the strength came from, he went forward and chased a few steps, grabbed Fang Wuxiang's arm, and said: "I will go with you."

"No," Fang Wuxiang shook his head immediately, "You stay here and wait for me to come back."

His hand was gently thrown away by the other party.

He stood there, watching Fang Wuxiang walk towards the door, the moment he opened the door, a golden ray broke into the room, it was the light of the dawn, squeezed in through the narrow gap, hurting Yuan Bao's eyes .

He thought that he was finally burned by the light.

At dawn, the Milky Way seems to be falling on the sea, and the sparkling waves are churning and agitating along with the waves.

Du Juan could hardly keep his eyes open.

She sat in a lone boat and fought against the storm for a whole night. She had cut most of the ropes on the rope boat, and only one was still tied to the bow. Although it was strong, it pulled the boat and shook it endlessly.

She is just an ordinary woman. Although she was born in a blacksmith's family, she cannot inherit the family business. She has never even carried a blacksmith's hammer, let alone fighting a storm. Taking control, every inch of progress requires hard work, her strength has been consumed to the very last.

The waves that night were very unusual. She grew up on Yingzhou Island. She has been with the sea since she was a child, and can understand the breathing of the tide. The sound of the tide tonight is particularly heavy, as if it is secretly accumulating strength. It is a sign that the Qiantang River tide is approaching. The tide will last for several days and pour the torrential river into the strait. If she misses this night, even with the help of a rope boat, she will not be able to cross to the other side safely.

Her palms were bloodied by ropes, and her arms were as heavy as lead. The only support for her faith came from the child in her womb, even though it was not a glorious child. Of course there is no marriage, even the fact that she was pregnant, the other party didn't know about it, she didn't dare to talk to her family, she could only wait alone, but the child's father didn't stand up to protect her, as if he completely forgot about her existence.

Even so, she couldn't hate the child in her womb.She still couldn't help but want to protect it, and still had to go through the heaviest disaster for it.

This night seemed like a long nightmare, she held her last breath, struggling to find the exit of the dream.

Finally, she heard the sound of waves lapping on the tidal flat. The clear sound washed away her pain, just like the morning sun washing away the vast white mist.Through the scorching waves of the morning sun, she saw a ship docked on the shore, and there seemed to be a man standing on the bow, looking out to the other side of the sea.

She let go of the blood-stained rope, sat up straight, exhausted her last bit of strength, shook her arms desperately, and shouted: "Help, help—"

She heard the sound of the last rope snapping, and the boat shook violently, almost shaking her into the sea. She could only hold on to the boat firmly, and let out a desperate wail.

Driven by the tide, the small boat swayed and slammed into the shore, and finally hit the hull of the big ship with a bang.

Amidst the earth shaking, her body was supported by the man on the bow. The man was wearing mail armor and a long sword at his waist. He looked like an officer and soldier, but his face was completely unfamiliar.Right now, she didn't care much, and desperately grabbed the man's arm, saying: "Please, save me, and the child in my womb—"

The man's arms were strong and strong, he hugged her body horizontally, and rescued her from the broken boat.

She felt a light wind blowing over her body, her whole body was drenched, and she almost passed out, but she remembered the entrustment of the man in blue before leaving Yingzhou Island, so she took out a water-stained bag from her bosom. The letterhead was handed over with trembling hands, "Island, go to the island to save people—"

The man lowered his head, looked at her with a pair of deep eyes, and said, "Okay, I will, you can rest assured to sleep."

The man's promise was like the bell at dawn, waking her up from a long nightmare.And she finally took all the strength out of her body, tilted her head, and fell asleep in the man's arms.

The nascent sun dances on her eyelids.

She can no longer tell which is a dream and which is real.

The man stared at her face for a while, then whispered: "What a stupid woman, she tried her best to shake the boat all night, but she didn't realize that the child in her belly had already turned into a pool of blood."

There were two attendants waiting behind the man, with hesitant faces on their faces, they asked respectfully, "My lord, what should we do with her?"

The man said lightly: "She has seen too much, so she can't stay. Since she has passed out, let her not wake up again."

The two followers nodded in unison: "Understood."

The man handed the woman in his arms to the other party, suddenly remembered something, and said: "Come in a way that doesn't show blood, and don't let her suffer too much. After all, our master is a gentle and generous man."

The two followers repeated the same words again.

The man smiled, as if expressing approval, then he opened the envelope in his hand, took out the crumpled letterhead from the wet outer cover, flattened it hastily, and glanced at it.

The handwriting on the paper was already blurred, and it was almost impossible to make out the content, but the handwriting was extraordinarily neat and careful, which made the man raise his eyebrows, revealing a playful expression.

——Who exactly wrote this letter, and who found this rope boat.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then quickly released the space between his eyebrows, tore the letter from the middle, kneaded it again, and threw it into the rough sea.

The flimsy paper was quickly torn into foam, and the handwriting on it disappeared from the world.

——No matter who writes it, it cannot change the ending that has already been written.

The morning sun jumped out of the horizon completely, and the golden waves on the sea also faded and turned into a piece of cool gray again, just like the skin of the poor cuckoo gradually getting cold.

The man at the bow looked at her body for the last time, and murmured, "Actually, it's a blessing to stay in the dream all the time."

The torrential rain that night finally stopped, and Yingzhou Island looked like a tired beast, opening its tired eyes in the morning sun and looking far away alone.

The waves in the distance are still rough. August is the day when the Qiantang River is tidal, but there is a strong southeast wind blowing on the sea. The combination of bad weather makes the sea rough.Not a single ship passed through the strait, and there was only a dead silence on the pier, which was busy and lively the day before.

Today is the first day of the martial arts conference.

However, overnight, more than 20 people died on Yingzhou Island, and almost all of them died of plots. Among them were officials, boatmen, and many women and children who were disemboweled and abandoned.Even though the disciples of Tianjimen had collected and buried the body of the deceased, the horrible message spread like wildfire.Taverns and inns closed their doors one after another, and people hid in their homes one after another, not daring to show their faces.

As for the Jianghu people who came to the meeting, there were hundreds of them, and they had nowhere to go, so they could only go to the arena according to the agreement.

The arena is set outside the main entrance of Zhujianzhuang, occupying an empty field on the top of the mountain, with no obstacles around and a wide field of vision.

In the center of the empty field stands a sword pool, a long stone sword hangs upside down in the air, its height is higher than a hundred-foot dangerous building, its eight sides are tied with iron chains, and the edge of the sword hangs down to the ground.It looks like a pagoda, but it is lonelier and towering than the pagoda.There was a layer of red rust hanging on the iron chain, making Shi Jian's long body even thicker.

This is the demeanor of "No. [-] Sword Village in the World". The stone sword has laid the foundation of Zhujian Village, and it also symbolizes the prosperity of martial arts. After hundreds of years of wind, frost, rain and snow, it still stands firm.

Although the stone sword didn't fall, at this moment, the iron chain was making a rattling friction sound, swaying in the wind on the top of the mountain.

This chilling sound poured into the ears of every viewer, shaking people's hearts to pieces.

There was only one person whose expression was as determined as before. This person was standing on the ring, facing people from all corners of the world, neither impetuous nor discouraged.

This person is today's challenger, the beloved son of the head of Tianji Sect, Duan Changya.

However, his fluttering figure in white clothes did not hold a sword, but was replaced by a fluttering piece of white paper on which two large figures were drawn.

The face of the figure is drawn simply and vaguely, but the figure is extremely prominent, with a disparity in height like a father and son.

Facing the crowd, Duan Changya pointed to the portrait and said, "These two are the culprits who killed women and children last night. They are still hiding in secret and waiting for opportunities to do evil. If they continue to tolerate, innocent people will be implicated. Therefore, today The rules of the arena should also be changed."

When he speaks, he mobilizes his inner strength, and his voice spreads thousands of miles away, every word is clear, hundreds of people on the high platform quiet down for him, and all turn their eyes to him.

Someone asked: "How to change the law?"

"Before sunset, whoever can take the heads of the two and present them to everyone will be the winner of today's ring."

Someone asked loudly: "As long as you get the head, you will win? Don't you have to compete with you?"

Duan Changya nodded and said, "No need."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Duan Changya explained: "Now Yingzhou Island is facing a crisis, and the innocent people on the island can only rely on your protection. People in the martial arts must be chivalrous in their actions. Eliminating evil and promoting good is more important than fighting for the limelight. As long as we can get rid of this The two scourges, I am willing to give up the position of the champion."

"Does everyone count? Even if you are not a famous family, as long as you get the heads of two people, you will admit it?"

"That's right, don't ask about your background, just look at the results. I, Duan Changya, will never break my promise."

The arena where he was standing was directly below the sword pool, borrowing the majesty of the stone sword, he looked solemn and solemn.

His figure was equally solemn, like a black and white flag, floating in the desolate world, standing proudly.

The sword box behind him is very long, and the surface of the simple black wood is covered with winding carvings, making it look extraordinarily heavy.

The words in his mouth carry more weight than the sword case.

He doesn't talk much, but he swears with his straight waist all the time—even if the world is as muddy as mud, there is still benevolence and righteousness in the world.

He posted the reward notice on the pillar, and then walked down the ring slowly.

The crowd erupted for a while, and even covered the sound of the chain shaking.

Duan Changya walked around to the left side of the ring.

On the left and right sides are the seats for the guests. From the temporary high platform, you can clearly see the scene of the fight. At this moment, some people have gathered on the high platform. On the main seat is Yan Yuehua, the owner of Zhujianzhuang, with Dongfeng majestic. Lord Song Yungui, and Pingnan Shizi Nangongyou.Those who accompanied him at the second table were all their cronies, among them there were many outstanding figures from the younger generation, each of them was eyeing Mo Xiejian.Today is the first day of the competition arena, but Duan Changya said something surprising and changed the rules without authorization.People's eyes naturally fell on him, looking at him thoughtfully.

In the silence, Song Yungui got up first, walked up to Duan Changya with a sloping foot, held his hand, and said, "My nephew said today that he is selfless, and his righteousness is so small, it really makes me look at it with admiration. .”

Duan Changya cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Song is serious."

The compliments and humility between the two were originally ordinary conversations between aristocratic families, but in Yan Yuehua's ears, there was something special about them.Yan Yuehua's temperament is very different from Song Yungui's, he has always been cautious and introverted, serious in speech and smile.Zhujianzhuang is located on an isolated island, living in isolation, which also has the meaning of avoiding the world. However, he was involved in the storm this time and could not avoid it. He could only be more cautious and observe the situation.Even his eyes were sharper than usual, and they fell on Duan Changya's black and white silhouette.

At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance.

Seeing the person's face, the crowd retreated to both sides to make way for the horse.

The man on the horseback has an outstanding appearance, with light hair and pale skin. He is almost carved out of the same mold as Duan Changya, but he is much older and his expression is much calmer. Behind him are dozens of apprentices. Surrounded by crowds, not angry but prestige.

This person is the head of Tianji Sect, Duan Qichang.

Seeing this, Nangongyou also came to Duan Changya's side, and asked in a low voice: "Your father is aggressive, and he will definitely not let you go later, do you want to hide?"

Duan Changya shook his head, and said, "I have a clear conscience, why hide."

Nangong sighed sadly: "Oh, you two are really father and son, and you even have the same temper. No matter how hard I fight, neither of you will appreciate it."

In a blink of an eye, Duan Qichang got off his horse and stepped onto the high platform quickly. The apprentices behind him followed suit and came to Duan Changya with him. He was about to bow with his fists in greeting to the young master, but he blocked him with a gesture.

He stared at Duan Changya's face, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you messing around with?"

Duan Changya met his gaze, and said without dodging, "Father, I didn't mess around. This is a decision I made after careful consideration. I alone can't chase down the evil, and I must rely on everyone's strength. "

"Thought it out? Have you consulted with me?"

"The incident happened suddenly, and human life is at stake. I haven't had time to discuss it with my father."

"You make up your own mind before you have time to discuss it. What do you think of your elders? Do you think the rules of the martial arts are your practice copybooks when you were young, and you can scribble at will?"

Facing his father's severe criticism, Duan Changya was silent for a moment, and asked back: "I thought the only rule in martial arts was to fight evil with the sword and support chivalry. Am I wrong?"

"You..." Duan Qichang was so angry that he choked his throat, and he said after a while, "The martial arts conference is not held for you alone. You act recklessly, have you ever considered others?"

Duan Changya bowed his body, turned his gaze to the back, and said in a loud voice: "I would like to ask the two elders, is the younger generation's approach just now appropriate?"

His eyes swept across Song Yungui and Yan Yuehua.The expressions of the two changed at the same time.

It seems to be written on their faces-what a bold young man, dare to throw the problem into our hands.

Song Yungui was the first to show a smile, and replied: "It's a great thing for my nephew to do good deeds, why should Brother Duan blame him?"

Yan Yuehua also said: "Nowadays, Yingzhou Island is full of disasters and people's hearts are in danger. If we can use this to get rid of the scum and scum, and restore the unity and integrity of the martial arts, it might not be a good thing."

Duan Qichang was silent for a while, finally sighed, turned to his beloved son, and said: "Since the two elders have both nodded, I can't say anything more, but you have to think about it, you have already planned to hand over the position of the winner Yet?"

Duan Changya raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course not, I will also go after the murderer."

Duan Qichang snorted: "You alone? Chasing the murderer is not a practice, it's not as easy as you think."

"Of course it's not just me," Duan Changya replied, "and my friends."

Duan Qichang was shocked: "You actually have friends?"

Duan Changya: "..."

At this moment, Liu Hongfeng sneezed loudly.

Of course he didn't know that Duan Changya was revealing his name in public, causing the children of the aristocratic family to show curiosity.All he remembers is that he's playing the villain, and he's even sneezing harder than usual in order to do his job dutifully.

He drove a luxurious carriage.

The jade cover hangs down, carved dragons and painted phoenixes, and even the seats for the carriage drivers are covered with a layer of white cotton lining, wrapped in golden silk cloth, soft and comfortable.

Liu Hongfeng was almost sunk in this soft cushion, with his back leaning against the body of the box, his arms folded in front of his chest, his feet raised high, resting on the weight bar, with the carved phoenix tail on his heels, shaking uncontrollably.

The wind was so loud that it blew up the hem of his clothes, almost blending with the dark red hood of the car.

Although the carriage was borrowed, he felt that it suited him very well in his heart.

He was very satisfied with his appearance, and the willow whistle in his mouth made a sound from time to time.

In addition to the sound of the wind, there is also the sound of rushing water at the feet, which is the sound caused by the waterfall falling into the deep pool.His carriage was parked upstream of the waterfall, under a cliff covered by huge rocks. The spring water gushed out from the root of the mountain here, fell down the waterfall, and rushed into Huichuan.

The spring water is called Longyin Spring, and the boulder is called Longtou Stone.

The curved half-dome of the Longtou Stone covers half of the sky, and the carriage is parked in the center of the half-moon, like the eyes of a giant dragon, which is really eye-catching and can be seen from a distance.

This is exactly what Liu Hongfeng pursued.

Once Duan Changya's reward certificate is issued, it will inevitably lead to a large-scale search. In order to compete for the position of champion, the martial arts people will definitely scramble to find the two perpetrators. Open crowded places and go to remote places.Judging from the location where the two committed the crime and dumped their bodies last night, it is most likely that they were hiding nearby.

Liu Hongfeng is waiting here.

From early morning to noon, he had been waiting for several hours. From a distance, he saw crowds of people at the foot of the mountain, and it was the Wulin people who started to move.He guessed that it was time to implement the next step, so he slowly lowered his legs, bid farewell to the comfortable chair, then jumped out of the car, turned around, and lifted the hood.

Under the canopy, Liu Qian and Jin'e were sitting close together, they were both tied up with ropes, they couldn't move, their mouths were stuffed with cloth, they couldn't speak a word, they could only moan and moan.

"My little ancestor, can you stop for a while," Liu Hongfeng said loudly, "You two have been yelling all morning, are you going to make my ears deaf? If you don't stop, I can only knock you unconscious .”

Their eyes widened, their shoulders receded, their faces showed fear, and they whimpered more fiercely.

Liu Hongfeng snorted, picked up a wooden stick from the corner, and threw it head-on at the back of Jin'e's head.

At this time, Liu Qian jumped up suddenly, his thin body writhed like a loach, and broke free from the restraint of the rope.

He vomited the cloth ball in his mouth, threw it aside, and then hugged Liu Hongfeng's arm: "You are not allowed to hurt my mother!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and bit hard on Liu Hongfeng's wrist.

"Hey, hello," Liu Hongfeng hurriedly parried, but two teeth marks were still bitten out: "You little bastard, dare to act wild in front of me, I think it's better to throw you into the river first, lest you spoil my good deeds !"

As he spoke, he picked up Liu Qian's collar.

"Let go of me, let me go!" Liu Qian kicked out of thin air, hitting Liu Hongfeng's body like a steamed bun.

Unmoved, Liu Hongfeng carried Liu Qian to the water's edge.

The carriage was very close to the pool, and Liu Hongfeng came to the edge of the pool in a few steps, with a smirk in his mouth: "Little bastard, go show off your prestige to the Dragon King."

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand and pushed hard on Liu Qian's shoulder.

Liu Qian lost his balance, his two arms were scribbled in the air, and he fell into the pool with his back on his back. There was a splash, causing waves on the surface of the water, and his figure quickly sank to the bottom and was out of sight.

Liu Hongfeng rubbed his wrists, cursed in a low voice: "Hmph, I can't deal with you yet."

He returned to the car, lifted the wine gourd hanging on the scale, raised his head and took a sip, then turned his head and cast a wink at the cracks in the rocks not far away.

Of course Liu Hongfeng wouldn't really wink at the seam of the stone.

His real target is the person hiding in the crevice of the stone.

Just now, although he slumped on the seat and let go of all his strength, his eyes were still turning non-stop. He had carefully observed the surrounding terrain. The cliff was high, surrounded by dense forests, and above it was the dragon head stone. Strictly covering half of the sky, behind it is the Qingtan water, which is closely connected with the waterfall and the cliff. Looking in all directions, there are really not many places to ambush, and the rock crack he was looking for happened to be the best place.

In other words, if he was Duan Changya, he would definitely choose to hide here.

It's a pity that he is Liu Hongfeng. According to the plan, he has to stay in the open to play the villain.

In the blink of an eye, the splash that Liu Qian made had disappeared.The sunlight passing over the edge of the dragon head stone was like a sharp knife passing over a whetstone, and after being roughly polished, it turned into a sharp knife, which hurt his eyes and made him completely unable to see what was in the dark.

Although he couldn't see the situation behind the crack in the stone, he believed that Duan Changya was a person who abided by the agreement and would definitely come to the appointment. He didn't care too much about the sight in his eyes, but wishful thinking in his heart.In his heart, Duan Changya must be able to see him, and he must keep a close eye on him.

He will not let go of such a wonderful opportunity.

After Liu Qian was thrown into the pool by him, Jin'e also reacted violently, struggling to get up under the restraint of the rope, and made a movement of flying towards him, but before touching his hand, she lost her balance. Staggered and fell to the side.He slammed his face heavily on the door frame, just knocking the cloth out of his mouth.

Jin'e gave a heavy pooh, spat out the messy cloth, then turned to Liu Hongfeng, gritted her teeth, and said word by word: "You beast! Give me back—"

Liu Hongfeng spread his hands and said, "I just threw away a doll for you, don't you still have a new one in your belly?"

"You ghost in human skin! Is your heart made of stone—"

The more she cursed and struggled, the harder she fell, falling back to the ground several times, knocking the gorgeous car into a loud crash.

Liu Hongfeng sighed, and stepped forward to help her up: "Sister, you can't commit suicide, I still count on you for the rest of my life."

"you this--"

Before Jin'e could finish speaking, Liu Hongfeng raised his left arm, using his hand as a knife, and struck her on the back of the neck.

Jin'e rolled her eyelids, and then she collapsed into Liu Hongfeng's arms and remained motionless.

Liu Hongfeng shook his head, stepped into the carriage with one foot, picked her up horizontally, and put her back on the soft and comfortable seat.

As he was doing it, he thought to himself——I am really vicious, devoid of conscience, my heart is covered with lard, and I am not as good as a beast.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel some admiration for his acting skills, so he turned his head again and cast a wink into the crevice of the stone.

If the stone had eyes, he must be disgusted by him at this moment.

It's a pity that the stone couldn't see his majestic and heroic appearance, but there were rustlings in the bushes behind the stone, and two people slowly walked out from the darkness.

The height of these two people is very different, and they look like a father and son when they stand side by side.

Liu Hongfeng's heart couldn't help but hang up.

He went up to meet him, raised the corners of his mouth, bowed and cupped his hands and said: "I have waited for several hours, and I have waited for two noblemen."

These words were not just a joke, but a feeling from his heart. From sunrise to afternoon, he worked hard for several hours, drove the carriage around a lot, and finally waited for this moment.

The dwarf on the opposite side narrowed his eyes, looked at him like a fox, and said in a rough voice that didn't sound like a child: "Why don't I remember where I met you, let alone having an appointment with you."

Liu Hongfeng still had a warm expression on his face: "To be honest, I am not only more patient than others, but also thick-skinned. I came here uninvited, and I specifically wanted to do business with the two noblemen."

"what business?"

"Business is in this car."

He turned around and opened the thick car curtain, revealing half of Jin'e's face, with her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted, showing a pained look in a coma.

The tall man on the opposite side immediately opened his eyes wide, and couldn't wait to call out: "Mother, my mother——"

"Wait, what's the rush?" The person beside him kicked his half-stepped foot back, then turned to Liu Hongfeng, and said slowly, "This business is really good, but we don't have any money in our pockets."

Liu Hongfeng spread his hands and said: "When doing business with a nobleman, how can you use gold and silver vulgar objects as bargaining chips? Don't worry, you two, I won't accept a single copper coin."

"Then what do you want?"

Liu Hongfeng raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the tall man.

"I want the Shuanghua sword in his hand."

Hearing the words Shuanghuajian, the corners of Wuji's mouth twitched slightly, and a little surprise appeared on his face.

Liu Hongfeng stared at his face, and said unhurriedly: "The Shuanghua sword was famous all over the world in the past. It was a rare magic weapon, but it's a pity that it went back to the countryside with the sword master and was shelved. No one cares about it for many years. I heard It is said that a sudden change happened in the sword owner's house, both men and women died in love, leaving only an innocent child who escaped with the Shuanghua sword..."

He spoke more and more slowly, as if waiting for the other party's response.

Wuji sneered, and said: "You guessed right, this idiot just doesn't care."

Liu Hongfeng glanced at the tall man's face, quickly retracted his gaze, and said: "The magic weapon is the source of disputes in the world, your friend doesn't care about worldly affairs, and doesn't need such a vulgar thing, why don't you give him to me?" Me, take what you need."

"What if he doesn't give it?"

"Then I can only settle for the next best thing. Please come to the next two heads to accompany me to the ring."

Wuba's eyes froze: "You want our lives too?"

Liu Hongfeng shrugged and said, "It's not just me, everyone on Yingzhou Island is spying on your life today, and you are truly noble people."

"You made trouble out of it?"

"Your words are serious. I am a man of three religions and nine streams. I have no ability to command the heroes. It was Young Master Duan Changya who said that whoever can present the heads of the two heads will give up the position of the champion of the martial arts competition. Although this position is far less expensive than the Shuanghua Sword, since I've come, I can't just leave empty-handed."

Liu Hongfeng's tone was very brisk, even revealing a bit of grievance and innocence.

Staring at him without taboo, he asked slowly: "Are you so sure you can win?"

Liu Hongfeng met the other party's gaze, and slowly replied: "You might as well give it a try."

The four eyes met, and after a while, Wuji took the lead to look away, spread his hands and said: "Don't try it, don't try it, it's a deal."

As he said that, he turned back to Buji's side, pulled out the sword from his companion's waist, and handed it forward: "Here, it's just a sword, you can take it."

Liu Hongfeng had never seen the real face of the Shuanghua Sword, so he focused his attention on the scabbard in the opponent's hand, only felt that the surface was intricately carved and the gold thread patterns were intricate, making it impossible for people to understand the trick.

He took a few steps forward and reached out to pick it up.

The moment he took over the hilt, he felt a heavy weight pressing into his palm.

His heart sank, and he immediately drew his sword out of its sheath. However, what jumped into his eyes was not a thin and sharp magic weapon like frost and snow, but an ordinary steel blade.

He raised his head abruptly, only to feel a gust of cold wind blowing in front of his eyes, like an invisible sharp claw tearing through the air, kissing his wrist holding the sword impartially.

In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have seen the scene of blood splattering and severed limbs leaving the body.

Excalibur is invisible, but it is fast.

Those who practice martial arts understand that the more famous a weapon is, the more similar it is to a living thing. Each has its own temperament, sometimes obedient, sometimes rebellious, and it all depends on the understanding of the swordsman.

Lightness and quickness are the two inherent temperaments of Shuanghuajian. The mystery of controlling it is rooted in Buji's body. Even though no one has ever taught him techniques and routines, he seems to be born with the ability to use his hands and feet. , Know how to use this sword for your own use.

He has identified Liu Hongfeng as his enemy.

His sword moved according to his heart, turning the edge to Liu Hongfeng's wrist.

The white wrist looked extraordinarily thin, with protruding joints and distinct meridians, covered under the scarlet cuffs, like a fresh lotus root.

The Shuanghua Sword can cut even the flow of water, let alone a flesh and blood body as thin as a tree root.

Buji thought he was about to succeed, he even raised the corners of his mouth, showing a childlike smile.

But he didn't see the blood, just waited for two crisp sounds.

The first sound came from his feet, it was the sound of the fake Shuanghua sword slipping from Liu Hongfeng's hand and hitting the ground.

The second sound came from the top of the head, and the cluster of arrows shot from someone's hand pierced between him and the enemy with unstoppable momentum.The silver spot flashed across the air, like a sharp eye suddenly opened.This eye is absolutely extraordinary, even the invisible Shuanghua Sword can penetrate it.

Silver Spot hit the sword impartially, causing the sharp blade to stagger away from Liu Hongfeng's hand and cut through nothing.

Don't avoid showing a panicked look.

Although he knew how to control the Shuanghua Sword by nature, he only knew how to use it to kill people.So far, no one who has seen him unleash his sword has ever been able to leave his side alive.

Because of this, when he encountered a setback for the first time and was easily broken by the feather arrow, he completely panicked, turned to Wutao, and asked, "Brother, how did this happen? Why is this?"

Wuji didn't speak, and another cold voice answered for him: "What about the peerless famous sword, once it enters the rivers and lakes, how can it always be victorious and invincible?"

The deserted voice came from above the cliff.

A black and white shadow appeared from the dragon head stone, jumped down, and the flying clothes covered half of the sky.

Liu Hongfeng's eyes really widened this time, showing undisguised surprise—even more surprised than the moment before Shuanghua's sword cut his wrist.

He looked up and saw that the rock wall above the Longtou Rock was steep and towering, and there were indeed some uneven potholes on the nearly vertical surface, which could really hide a person.But there is no shelter around the rock wall, and you can see the whole picture at a glance. That person has to lie in the recess like a gecko, motionless, so as to deceive the eyes of others.

In a word, it was really the worst place to ambush, but it happened to be chosen by Duan Changya.

Liu Hongfeng once again felt the difference between himself and Duan Changya, the way the two think and act is really far apart.

It's a pity that those few winks that I have spent so much time were in vain.

He shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I want to turn my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

Duan Changya fell in front of him, tilting his head with a puzzled expression: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Liu Hongfeng: "I didn't expect you to understand."

Duan Changya: "..."

Who said that the rivers and lakes are impermanent, but if the competition is incomprehensible, Duan Changya is absolutely invincible, and there is no one in the world.

Liu Hongfeng was full of resentment and had nowhere to vent it, so he could only vent his anger on Wuya: "How can you be so treacherous, you agreed to do business with me, but you fooled me with a fake Shuanghua sword, your magnanimity I'm afraid it's not as tall as your head."

Wuji also said angrily: "You were the one who lied to me first, your mind is probably as slippery and flamboyant as your face."

Liu Hongfeng said: "My way of being a gentleman is only reserved for true gentlemen, and will never be left for you scum and scum who kill innocent people."

Wuji stopped arguing with him, just turned his head and said in a low voice: "Buji, let's go."

"Don't even think about leaving!"

A third voice stopped him.

This voice was completely different from Duan Changya's tone, it was full of energy and full of sullen emotions, it was as loud as the roar of a lion in the east of the river.

Wuji and Buji turned their heads, and saw a young man in green shirt standing behind them, posing to meet the enemy, cutting off their escape route when they came.

It was Fang Wuxiang.

Seeing the person coming, Liu Hongfeng was overjoyed: "Brother Fang, thanks to your clues, we can catch these two scum by the tail!"

Following Liu Hongfeng's words, the car cover was lifted by a slender hand. It was Jin'e's hand. She had awakened, and got rid of the ropes all over her body, regaining her freedom.Of course she didn't know martial arts, the reason why she was able to break free was because she hadn't been tied up from the beginning, let alone passed out.

At the same time, a string of air bubbles emerged from the clear water, Liu Qian's head emerged from the depths of the waves, his hands skilfully slid across the water, clung to the rocks by the water, and supported the stone surface like a monkey Turning over to get out of the water, he shook the water droplets on his head like a lion dog, and quickly walked into the crowd behind Fang Wuxiang.

Fang Wuxiang was followed by a dozen people, all of whom were young apprentices from Dongfeng Hall. They did not take Fang Wuxiang to take a bath last night, so the time saved was spent on