"Then what’s your name? You are our little teacher younger brother."
"Miss? What a nice name! My name is Lu Xue. "
"Smelly little! I won’t inform my sister if I go out! "
The naughty girl suddenly came out from the deepest part of Si Nian’s memory and looked at Si Nian with small tongue laughing and akimbo. "Si Nian is small, so you can make your sister easy to find!"
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"She’s not well. She’s now imprisoned in Shenhou Mansion." The masked woman stared at Sinian and said.
Sinian nodded slightly and then looked at the blood front. "I want to take her away."
This is the scene in the rain. The protagonist, King Jinyi, has angry eyes and an unpleasant flame. His jaw quivers slightly, regardless of the obstruction of the blood front. He shouted, "You bastard don’t care about the king! Give me this bastard! "
When this was said from the mouth of King Jinyi, the blood front was not dissuaded after all, because he saw a flash of cold mountain in Sinian’s eyes.
"Ah ….." Blood front slowly took out his back sword and said to Sinian, "This woman is a spy of the Southern Song Dynasty, and Mongolia Keqing has the responsibility to catch her back."
"That you catch …"
Chapter one hundred and fifty-five Feather Man
"That you catch …"
Simple three words gently spit out from Si Nian’s mouth, making this cold gas even colder.
On a rainy night, the streets are killing each other.
The tense atmosphere of silent people makes a group of Mongolian soldiers with low martial arts feel weak in their legs. They have the idea of fleeing. This group of perennial fierce Mongolian soldiers would rather fight in the Song Dynasty than stay here and be eroded by murder.
Blood front has a slight fear, but he is more excited. He was the second master of Huashan School after Fengyue, but he was not blind, so he was really a master in this Jianghu.
After going through the’ Desert Order’ trip and seeing many experts who are even worse than himself, Xuefeng finally made up his mind not to go back to China with Lonely Moon Villa. He chose to go deep into the desert to find his own kendo without saying goodbye or leaving a message.
Feng Yue chose the renegade blood front, which has never been reborn. In recent years, Huashan School has not had a powerful rising star, so after the blood front disappeared for so many years, it still occupies the position of the top ten masters of Huashan School.
Not only Huashan Sect, but also other sects. Now, who knows the top three of the top ten martial arts sects who have been hanging high for more than ten years?
Because fame is defeated, it will face death. Every rising star of the sect is afraid to challenge the top three masters. The greatest courage they can do is to challenge the last master.
They are going to tell the Jianghu that they are coming after all.
"The direction pointed by our swords will eventually be different with different positions." The blood front chose to fight and practice hard, which is what it is today. It is possible for the top group of people in this Jianghu to have a good fight
"Kill these two people!" King Jinyi made many Mongolian soldiers suddenly wake up from the cold atmosphere.
"kill!" Disturb the whole street, shout and kill over the storm, and hundreds of Mongolian soldiers wield knives and spears and go straight to Sinian and the masked woman.
"Can you still move?" Si Nian steps a little, and the whole person appeared gracefully in front of the masked woman, holding an oil-paper umbrella and her right hand moving forward slightly, and she covered the overwhelming rain.
The masked woman’s body was soaked to the skin, and the black cloth was soaked. She struggled to raise her right hand to get the cloth, and a pair of beautiful faces appeared in front of Sinian. She looked at her head and nodded gently with an oil-paper umbrella, and her left hand propped up her body. Judo "Thank you"
Sinian looked at her pale face and then grabbed a bean long knife with his right hand and just crossed the position where the masked woman was just now.
"What’s your name?" Si Nian put an oil-paper umbrella in his right hand and took out his longevity sword. Several people were killed when the sword was swept out.
"Yuman"
"You look familiar. Have we met?" Sinian held her waist with her left hand and looked straight at the Mongolian soldiers again.
"Well …" Feather man relaxed and leaned against Sinian’s arm. She stared at Sinian’s side face with glittering and translucent eyes and blinked her long eyelashes gently against this strange man’s arm, which made her feel a little warm and peaceful.
"Since you want to fight with me, let this group of mixed weapons disappear." SiNian looked at the blood front lightly and then whispered to Yuman. "Pay special attention to it …"
"Hey!" Si Nian holds Yu Man’s body figure and instantly dissipates the figure and steps into the crowd.
"ah! ….. "Si Nian is like a wolf into the sheep, screaming one after another. Throughout Si Nian, even with one person, he can easily shuttle through hundreds of people.
Yuman stared at the sight of Si Nianjian crossing a personal throat and bringing up a trace of blood. She had never seen such a precise killing technique. She grasped Si Nian’s waist and didn’t worry about whether this group of people could hurt herself.
Her body moved with Sinian, and the figure flashed conveniently to bring up a bunch of blood. It didn’t take a moment for Sinian to stop.
"bang! ….. "The last few Mongolian soldiers stopped with Si Nian’s footsteps, their eyes widened in despair, and their strong bodies fell down. Their dying eyes contained unwillingness. This group of soldiers never thought that one day they would be so timid and die. Hundreds of people actually did not hurt the enemy in front of them.
Yuman couldn’t believe it. With her eyes open, she couldn’t believe that everything was true just now, but she had to believe that because she watched hundreds of people die at close range, their bodies were still lying on the cold bluestone street.
That night in the desert, she realized that this man was extraordinary, but how could she have thought that he would be so extraordinary? Hundreds of Mongolian soldiers were slightly cut in the throat, and their clothes were not even stained with a drop of blood!
"Have a good rest, no one will bother you." Sinian picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the ground and gave it to Yuman, then slowly took it back and held her waist and left hand and walked gently towards the blood front and the king of Jinyi.
"Let me see if I haven’t seen you for years. You’re busy again." Sinian didn’t look at King Jinyi, but looked at the blood front faintly.
The blood front watched the performance of Si Nian just now, but the excitement in his heart was even worse. His heart was screaming wildly to kill the sword! He used to kill swords, too What a perfect sword!
Crazy people who kill kendo will not value their own lives after all. The only thing that fascinates them is that the sword is full of enchanting blood.
King Jinyi also saw the horror of Si Nian. He took two steps back slightly and was afraid. "Blood Front, I order you to kill him!"
The blood front of "Good King’s Hall" is beside King Jinyi, and his mouth is filled with a bloodthirsty smile.
"poof!" The sword in the blood front hand penetrated the chest of King Jinyi.
You!’ King Jinyi’s pupils gather and disperse. I can’t believe staring at the blood front.
"From now on, you and I are gone." Blood front looked at him faintly.
"What …" King Jinyi asked the last question in his life but couldn’t hear his answer.
"Bang!" The heavy body splashed a pool of water, and Wang Zungui was trampled by the blood front
Blood front looked at the blood of the blade and was instantly washed away by the rain, and slowly said, "If I am reborn today, I will return to the dust together. If I win, then I should go back to China’s eleven cities …"
Blood front corners of the mouth outline evil spirit smile that smile gradually become crazy in his face and then he face upwards long smile "SiZhuangZhu! Today, I will show you that I have been practicing hard to kill Kendo day and night in this yellow sand desert! "
Chapter one hundred and fifty-six Blood front kill kendo