Marquis of Grand Xia

In the world, Zhu Mansion, dozens of Hou Man guards quickly ran to the backyard to catch the assassin.

A room in the backyard, the sound of collision continued, and fierce fighting overturned the tables, chairs and bed, and the sight was very messy.

The two began to practice martial arts almost at the same time, and the martial arts talents were almost the same. One person carried a sword and the other worked **** the flesh, each with their own strengths.

The guard broke into the room and surrounded Ning Fan.

Surrounded by, Ning Fan, with a dagger, gazed at Zhu Ye behind many guards, stepped out and killed him.

Han Ye Leng Jian, the sword light was dazzling, and the eyes of the two guards shrank, only to see that blood was pouring out of the throat, and the body was unable to fall.

Out of the room, the two women came and watched the battle in the room. Although their hearts were concerned, the look was calm like water.

The appearance of two people, no one in Fufu found it, as if they couldn't see them.

"Master may be in danger."

Yin'er looked at the fierce fighting in the room and said.

"Just wait and see."

Lime said calmly.

In the room, swordsmen and soldiers hand over, a handle scimitar is shaken by the long sword, it is difficult to prevent Ning Fan's footsteps.

"A bunch of waste!"

Watching the many guards break in Ning Fan's hands, Zhu Ye's face flashed coldly, snorted, and stepped forward.

Punched with fists, the swords collided, Ning Fan's right arm was numb, and his feet slipped a few steps away.

呲 啦!

The moment when Ning Fan was shaken back, the blade of light crossed, bringing out a dazzling blood flower.

Boom!

Ahead, Zhu Ye flicked out again, punching hard.

Ning Fan Hengjian, blocking the offensive.

A shocking shock, resounding through the night, Ning Fan stepped back half a step, and the corners of his mouth were red.

"Uh! Uh!"

At the same time, around, a knife-blade crossed, ruthless.

Ning Fan leaned over, avoiding the two blades of light, immediately stepped on his feet, stepped up, and avoided the third blade of light.

In the air, Ning Fan waved a sword and cut off the arms of the two guards. At the same time, he kicked the third guard.

However, while Ning Fan forced to retreat the three guards, the flaws also appeared, and Zhu Ye's figure swept to him, punching Ning Fan's chest with a punch.

Humming sounded, blood stained plain clothes, Ning Fan flew out, smashed the door.

In the backyard, Ning Fan fell to the ground and immediately struggled to get up.

At this time, outside the backyard, more guards arrived and surrounded

Backyard.

"Ning Fan, you have nowhere to escape!"

Zhu Ye walked out, looking at the old friend in front of him, looking cold and indifferent.

"Before I die, I will send you to hell!"

Ning Fan flew out, slashed his sword off the guard's block, and slashed forward to Zhu Ye again.

The close friend who once lived and died, so that life and death face each other, endlessly, the relentless destiny, all manifested at this moment.

In the dark night, the brutal killing, the sword and the sword, the heavy guards blocked, Ning Fan killed the bleeding path again and again, but was blocked again and again to block the way.

As far as the swordsmen and martial artists are concerned, Ning Fan is strong enough to be besieged by dozens of guards, and he will not fall.

It's just that the manpower is poor, and the mortals are after all flesh and blood, they can't sustain it for a long time.

Gradually, Ning Fan's sword-swinging speed began to slow down, and it seemed to have reached the limit.

"Bring the knife!"

Zhu Ye looked at Ning Fan, who was hurt in the battle, and said coldly.

Aside, a bodyguard took the long knife and handed it over.

Zhu Ye took the long sword and stepped towards the battle.

"I remember you and I met each other, at least, let me personally kill your life."

During the speech, Zhu Ye stepped forward and cut off with a long sword, trying to end the life of the person in front of him.

Now!

The moment when the long sword fell, Ning Fan's tired eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, and a sword greeted him.

The swords were staggered, each dyed red, Ning Fan's body was injured, but the killing was unabated, the sword turned, and the sword was broken.

"what!"

Fei Luo's arm, dyed bluestone in the red courtyard, Zhu Ye stepped back several steps, his face twisted violently.

In front of him, Ning Fan's body was also staggered with a long knife, and he vomited with a bite of blood.

"Once the nerd had become so cunning, Ning Fan, you still changed!"

Zhu Ye's face was roaring with rage.

"Everyone will change."

Ning Fan propped himself up with his sword, forced his body, and said indifferently, "In order to kill you, I am willing to dye my ink."

The words fell, Ning Fan stepped on it, and rushed out again.

"kill him!"

Zhu Ye stepped back two steps, ordered angrily.

The guards killed like a tide, Ning Fan stood up, his sword was like a cold moon, a sword, and a sword flying to a fairy.

In seven steps, avoiding the invisible, the sword that is so stunning, just like the death of a fairy,

Fifteen years of Xijian, just for this moment.

In front of him, Zhu Ye subconsciously waved his knife to stop it, but when he came back, he realized that the arm holding the knife was broken.

"Uh!"

The long sword penetrated through the body, penetrated into the Dantian Sea, destroyed the spine keel, and brought out a dazzling blood flower.

The sea of ​​air was broken, the keel was destroyed, Zhu Ye's body fell down, and his body trembled violently.

"Death is too light for you. I want you to live in fear forever and forgive sins for thousands of innocent soldiers in Yan Kingdom!"

The words fell, Ning Fan pulled out his long sword, and the blood-stained eyes looked at the guards around him, and said coldly, "If you don't want to die, let go. For a waste person who betrayed your country, if you want to give your life, I All of you will be determined. "

Around, the guards of the Hou Man looked at each other and subconsciously stepped back.

Ning Fan stepped forward with his sword, and on the sword, blood dripped down, staining the land of the Red Zhu Mansion.

In the stalemate, Ning Fan walked out of Hou Mansion, and no one dared to step forward.

It's just that it didn't take long for Ning Fan to leave Zhu Mansion ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he fainted on the street.

Not far away, Lime stepped forward and lifted Ning Fan in a coma on the ground.

"Master's injury is very serious." Yin'er whispered.

"There is a broken temple over there, let's take him to rest first."

Liming said quietly, and immediately helped Ning Fan walk towards the west of the imperial city.

Yin'er picked up the blood-stained sword on the ground and followed.

In the west of the imperial city, inside the broken temple, a bonfire rose and the flame crackled.

In the persistence of consciousness, Ning Fan seemed to see a beautiful shadow flashing in front of his eyes, so familiar, but very strange.

"It was almost like that Master couldn't get out. Fortunately, Master was clever and bluffed those guards." Yin'er felt terrified.

"He knows people's hearts."

Lime wiped the blood on his face for the people before him, and said, "The traitor will never be popular. Zhu Ye is abolished. How can those guards desperately want him."

By the campfire, Yin'er looked at the blood-stained sword in front of him, and said, "In this life, Master is too weak. After learning the sword for fifteen years, he still failed to step into the innate."

"enough."

Liming glanced at the long sword on the ground and said, "An ordinary sword, but to help him complete the wish of this life, in the past life, he held the strongest four swords of Zhuxian in the world, still can't change the end of the world. , I'd rather have an ordinary sword in his hand. "

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