The Sword Dynasty

The thin and tall man with a large finger joint under the umbrella does not know Ding Ning’s thoughts at the moment. He is not eager to follow the two foreigners, calm and indifferent.

Outside the fish market, the rain curtains are still like curtains. The water in one pond is about to overflow, and the grass on the shore is floating with the water waves.

The thick eyebrows and the young and handsome young people walked outside the city, and gradually the huge turrets standing in the wind and rain disappeared in the rain and rain behind them.

There are several wooden pavilions along the ramp outside the city, one of which happens to be called the Autumn Rain Pavilion.

This is a dilapidated kiosk that is full of dead vines.

Looking at this dilapidated kiosk and the hurrying pedestrians in the rain, there was a rain and fog in the eyes of the young people.

This kind of kiosk was originally built to shelter the pedestrians from the rain. However, in the autumn and autumn, the pedestrians are more hurrying, and there is no one to shelter from the rain.

The same is true of life. The way of doing things and the thoughts at the beginning are often counterproductive.

The young man with his eyebrows behind him helped him with such feelings. Since he left the fish market, his brows have been locked, and the murder in bright eyes has become stronger.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him and stopping to look at the kiosk, he lowered his voice and asked, "Is it here?"

The young man with his hands folded and nodded: "It’s here."

The young man with thick eyebrows started to get a little excited: "Let me shoot?"

The young man looked at him with a calm look like water: "The other party's strength is good, here is Changling, we can't spend more time here, so you are very suitable."

The younger eyebrows are more excited, and the left hand without the umbrella wipes on their clothes. It seems that the palms are sweating.

The young people in the Qingxiu mood seemed to be better, smiled slightly, stepped into the kiosk, and waited quietly.

The young man with thick eyebrows thought about it, didn't follow the walk into the kiosk, just stood outside the pavilion with an umbrella.

Not far away, on the way they came, a buttery paper umbrella was just like the yellow lotus leaf in the lotus pond.

Seeing the young man with thick eyebrows and the young man standing in front of the small pavilion, the thin man under the butter paper umbrella also frowned slightly, but he still had strong confidence in himself, so he did not stop at the same pace.

He walked to the opposite side of the young man with a thick eyebrow and stopped at it.

The thick eyebrows are provoked by their brows, and their hearts are more excited. However, in the past, countless killings and lessons have allowed him to develop a habit of not shooting before he can hear the exact order behind him.

"You are not a Qin person." He did not say anything, and the young man standing in the pavilion was indifferent at this time.

The thin man under the butter paper umbrella is undecided, faintly said: "Look at the situation, you two are not Qin people."

The young man of Qingxiu said calmly: "It is not a Qin person. If it is not a Qin person, it has nothing to do with the laws of the Daqin Dynasty. No one will use his strength to trace it. You are a good idea to play. See if you have fear." I am afraid that it is not the first time to do such a business."

Is it fishing?

The thin man under the butter paper umbrella frowned. He looked suspiciously at the road around him, and determined that there was no hidden Daqin chariot in the rain screen. He even looked at the young people who were calm and reached the extreme. Asked: "Ordinary foreigners must go through the middlemen in the fish market to do business. They don't dare to show up. You don't follow the rules. Now you know that I am specializing in business. I still stop here waiting for me. You are also doing this. Kind of business?"

"I don't have much interest in this kind of business that cuts the road."

The young man shook his head. "Only someone hits our idea and we will fight back. This is the rule of our work. It is you, some who dare to follow up when they are not sure, but they are courageous, and they are desperate." only."

The thin man under the butter paper umbrella laughed and said: "I was a dragon in the pool. It was not a small fish and shrimp in the fish market. It was different from the average person. Since I have spent a lot of effort, I have to look at it. clear."

His laughter was very sincere, and his words were very arrogant, but in the next moment, the voice did not fall, he turned without hesitation, the butter paper umbrella in his hand flew toward the front of the thick eyebrows, and his body, It was like a rushing horse, fleeing in the rain curtain behind.

"There is a bit of a brain, and I understand that I can retreat."

The handsome young man looked at the thin man who was smashing in the white mist and escaping in the incomparably violent posture. He shook his head in exclamation. "Since it is coming, it is going to retire." If you want to enter, you are not thinking about it."

After saying these two sentences, he said softly to the young man with thick eyebrows: "Do it."

At the time when his "hands-on" sounded softly and softly, the edge of the swirling butter paper umbrella was less than a foot away from the eyes of the young man with thick eyebrows.

The edge of the paper umbrella cuts the sound of the air and the raindrops, so that people can clearly feel the power contained in it. However, the young man with thick eyebrows is just motionless, looking excitedly at the umbrella and running away. man.

A fierce whistling sound suddenly sounded in the air, and a thin black sword with a red handle suddenly flew out of the sleeves of the young man with thick eyebrows, flying forward like lightning.

Just on the way to the flight, I cut the handle of the butter paper umbrella. At the next moment, the butter paper umbrella screamed and completely disintegrated. It was directly shattered into a smattering by the power of terror and spread out.

The thin man's pupils contracted violently, and the skin of the body was tense with acupuncture pain.

He is not an ordinary practitioner himself. He is indeed a Jianglong, so he dared to do such a thing, but between the conversation with the young people, he felt that he was restrained everywhere, especially at this moment. They are directly seen by the other party.

Although he was reluctant to retreat, the buttery paper umbrella is still his temptation. As long as the strength of the other party is not as terrible as he imagined, he will not retreat.

However, at this moment, the strength of this young man with thick eyebrows is even more terrible than he imagined!

A crack of "嗤"!

The speed has been horrified to the ultimate flying sword, but it is still accelerating even more fiercely, even with a burst of white air mass, directly in his sight!

The thin man was screaming, and there were more than ten lines of thumb in the air in his body. The water vapor wrapped around him was evaporated.

The little sword that disappeared in his sight had already appeared behind him, and the flying sword flying at a very high speed stabbed three times on his back.

boom! boom! boom! Three knocks.

More than a dozen criss-crossing fire lines in front of the flying swords were all smashed, and the powerful force made the skinny man's body fly uncontrollably.

The thick eyebrows are close to the lips and step forward.

Just one step, just in front of the thin man who flew back.

The dilapidated umbrella in his hand flew up, and a black sword was pulled out of the handle.

The skinny high practitioner's face is pale, he knows that this time has reached the end of life and death, under the pressure of death, he finally broke out of the ultimate strength, all the real elements in the body, enjoy the countless niches in front of him. Spewing out.

Countless tiny real fires appeared in front of him, faintly forming a red dragon, and rushing to the young man.

He is right. He is not a small fish shrimp in the shallow pond. He is a dragon.

The numerous dragons formed by the real fire are even more terrifying than the real dragons. The raindrops floating above are directly burned.

The damp clothes of the young man with thick eyebrows were dried up in an instant. He didn’t even blink his brows. He simply waved the black sword pulled out from the handle and swung forward.

A loud bang.

The black sword carries the horror of heaven and earth, and directly breaks the dragon formed by the real fire, and then knocks on the skinny practitioner.

This is not like a sword at all, but like a giant hammer that hits iron!

A stalk of iron mountain can hit a broken hammer!

"One…"

The thin man only issued a rushing scale, and all the meridians in the body were smashed by the power of terror. All the bones, like a sack without weight, flew backwards.

When the sword came, his subconscious mind knew that he could only issue a rushing scale.

He is full of guilt.

The "one" character represents a lot of meaning.

......

Among the seven disciples of Zhao Jianhao, the first one was Zhao Zhi.

Legend has it that he has two swords, one with a "red scorpion" and one with a "breaking mountain."

However, in the mouths of practitioners of various dynasties, they are used to calling him "Zhao Yi".

Because unlike all the other swordsmen who use two swords, his two swords, one flying sword, and one close-knit sword are not one attack and one defense, but are used for attack.

He only repaired a sword. No matter what kind of opponent, he would only fly out with a sword and knock out a sword.

However, very few people can take his sword.

In this Changling, it happened to be the practitioner of Zhao Jianhao, and it was the character of the seven true disciples. The thin man was feeling dead when he fell to the ground.

Even the shock and amazement of a wave of waves, even more than the beginning of the embarrassment and the fear of death.

It turns out that Mr. Zhao Yi is so young, it turns out that Mr. Zhao Si.

The bones in his body have completely shattered, but he still doesn't know where the strength comes from. He lifts his head up slightly and wants to look at the handsome young man in the pavilion.

It turned out that it was Mr. Zhao Si.

The legendary Mr. Zhao Si is actually such a young and handsome person.

All the practitioners in the world know that although Mr. Zhao Si is the fourth disciple of the great master of the sword furnace, his realm is the highest among all true disciples, and all the disciple disciples listen to his orders.

Mr. Zhao Yi, who only took a sword, is also very respectful to him. Just like a servant, he has always been with him, but his life is from.

The skinny practitioner finally vaguely saw the shadow of the young man in the pavilion.

He is a bit stunned, with some surprises and satisfaction to die.