Huh ~

The north wind is sweeping, and the cold current is howling.

The already dead Poison Dragon Town became colder and colder, except for this sound full of anger, there seemed to be no noise.

I saw that everyone came like a sharp sword, and the momentum was like a peak, and the sound of footsteps almost suppressed the sound of the wind in the sky.

The unconcealed blood and blood are like a torch in the night, which is unignorable.

"Great master!"

Yang Yu's eyes condensed.

The person who came was powerful and had strong blood. Compared with Feng Sanyu, Lu Wanchuan was much stronger.

It made him move his index finger.

“我儿,我儿……”

Holding the strip of cloth, Lu Ming was extremely frightened and angry.

I never expected that my son would fall into such a remote countryside, and violentness would appear between my eyebrows and eyes.

"Tear the skin and bones?"

Cao Jinlie gently pressed Yang Yu's arm, stood up and walked to the window, looking at his subordinates with a faint tone:

"I haven't heard anyone speak loudly in front of me for a long time!"

Flying fish suit?!

The leaders of the Poison Dragon Village in the shadows were all in their hearts.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

What does this flying fish suit mean? Everyone in the world knows it. Even if they are all unruly people, their hearts tremble.

"Cao Jinlie!"

Lu Ming's pupils shrank, his anger suddenly dropped by three points, but his voice was still cold:

"Cao Baihu! That man killed my son, would you want to stop him?"

"I tell you who it is? It turns out to be Elder Lu of Bai Longxuan."

Cao Jinlie smiled coldly:

"Your son has made friends with bandits, and if you kill him, he will kill him. What's the big deal? I heard that you have a thirteen-bedroom concubine. Could it be that you have such a bad guy?"

"Cao Jinlie!"

Lu Ming took a deep breath and felt furious in his heart, his tone was as cold as it could freeze the air:

"This is not Qingzhou City!"

"Hahaha!"

Cao Jinlie laughed loudly when he heard this, pointing at Lu Ming, and tears were about to flow down his laughter:

"This old dog actually thought it was Qingzhou City that protected us."

"Hahaha!"

Lin An, Zhao Qing and other Jinyiwei also laughed loudly, and Lu Ming was so angry that he burst into tears.

"Cao Jinlie!"

Lu Ming stepped like a dragon, roaring wildly with his sword:

"I will kill that little beast today. Anyone who dares to stop me will die!"

boom!

This angry roar was like a rush of overwhelming force.

The sound waves visible to the naked eye suddenly spread with its body as the center, causing a strong airflow and suppressing the laughter of the Jinyiwei.

"Come out and fight!"

The laughter stopped.

"Fight with me?"

Cao Jinlie laughed in silence and looked back at everyone.

"Brother Cao, how about borrowing a knife?"

Yu Yang stood up.

The martial arts of the visitor were much better than he expected, but he was not afraid in his heart. On the contrary, he was still a little eager to try.

"Not busy, no busy."

Lin An put his arm on Yang Yu and chuckled:

"What if you kill so many people along the way, what if you give this merit to your brother?"

"this…"

Yu Yang was a little hesitant.

It’s not that I care about the credit, but that Lin An’s aura seems to be as high as a tiger, which is much worse than Lu Ming.

"If the strength of martial arts depends only on blood and energy, then where will there be so many disputes in this world?"

Cao Jinlie spoke:

"This old dog is still one step away from being like a dragon. If you kill him within a hundred moves, is there any problem?"

"Where did you use a hundred tricks?"

Lin An stepped down a little, and the man rushed out of the window like a ghost. As the ape's arms stretched, he had rolled up three feet of sword light and swept ten feet away, heading straight for Lu Ming at the end of the long street.

"Cao Jinlie, you dare to bully me like this?!"

Seeing that the person who came was unknown, Lu Ming was surprisingly angry.

Cao Jinlie laughed:

"If you learn your 'White Dragon Palm Power' in Zhenzong Wushu, you will still have the right to fight with me. Now..."

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

Being so despised, Lu Ming's expression changed several times, and finally showed a deep murderous intent.

Buzz!

Accompanied by a clear sword sound, he had already set off his sword.

Maybe his swordsmanship is extremely high, or he may deliberately show off his skills.

Yang Yu could see clearly that the old man slashed out dozens of swords at this moment.

Kill, stab, pick, wipe, and all kinds of sword moves poured out like mercury, as if they were killing the sound of breaking the wind.

Ten feet away, and dozens of swords had returned to one another and slashed from bottom to top towards Lin An who was descending down the sky.

It seems like he wants to kill him with one sword!

"What's the purpose of fancy things?"

Lin An walked down the sky and saw the sword light rising, and couldn't help but smile.

I saw the sword light rushing across the board, and the person followed the sword, as if combined with the sword light, facing the right side, facing the upper side, not avoiding or dodging, slashing straight towards Lu Ming:

"Old dog, you are not qualified to challenge a hundred households, so let's have fun!"

clang clang clang ~

The swords and weapons intersect, making tinnitus.

The two of them collided with each other and disappeared. For a moment, only sword shadows in the sky were scattered on the long streets dozens of feet long.

Don't lose the disadvantage!

"Brother Lin has such a high sword technique!"

Yang Yu was shocked and couldn't help but speak.

Lin An's blood and energy level is far lower than that of Lu Ming, and there is no such powerful force as he is, but his sword skills seem to be far superior to Lu Ming.

The sword was dense and orderly, blocking all Lu Ming's sword moves.

"The blood exchange level is like soil, and martial arts attainments are the plants and trees rooted in it. Fertility of the soil is important, but how can grass seeds be more gorgeous than peonies?"

Cao Jinlie looked away with his hands behind his back, and while watching the battle, he did not forget to explain to Yang Yu:

"The Bailongxuan school has only been in a hundred years. There is only one excellent martial arts "White Dragon Palm Power". There are only a few middle-hand martial arts. Whether it is suitable or not, you can only choose one.

But how profound is our Jinyiwei? Any Jinyiwei can choose the martial arts that suits him the most. Although there is a gap in blood and energy, the result is destined."

"Brother Lin's sword technique is indeed fierce."

Yu Yang was really shocked, but he nodded.
To be continued...