Building The Ultimate Fantasy

If you die before you die, you die first...

It is no exaggeration to use this sentence to describe the swordsman with three swords in his sword box.

The chances of the show are all cut off under this knife.

As soon as he stepped out of the lobby, he was cut off by a pig-killing knife that fell from the sky.

The blood-stained pig-killing knife floated in the air, very quiet, dripping blood.

In the Chen Mansion, the raven was silent, and everyone was silent and dumb.

Several other swordsmen of the Sword School opened their eyes and were at a loss, either frightened or frightened.

Why... how did you die?!

Phoebe round table.

Jingyue's eyelids jumped slightly.

A glass of wine filled in his hand, the surface of the wine is trembling, rippling.

Is it coming?

Jing Yue raised his head.

He knew that tonight was the key to deciding whether the sword faction could control Beiluocheng.

The young master of Beiluo City, who didn't want to fight with the Sword faction again, finally showed his fangs, and he wanted to use thunder to pull out the sword faction in Beiluo City.

The suspended pig-killing knife suddenly retracted, and in the sight of everyone hell, it shot out.

What is this means?

The sword out of thin air is like a fairy!

Many swordsmen's hearts began to tremble.

They glanced at the swordsman whose head was beheaded on the ground, and at the pig-killing knife that was flying away, and the expression on their faces became ugly and hesitant.

But in the end, they could only go out daringly.

When they walked out of the lobby, every step was very heavy. After about a hundred steps, they came to the garden of Chen Mansion.

Rockery, leisure pavilion, small pond, picturesque scenery.

However, the air in the whole garden was full of blood that was so stoic and appalling that it was inseparable.

Dozens of iron-blooded North Luojun, their cold armor was stained with blood, and the long blade and white blade in their hands were also stained with blood.

On the edge of the small pond, there is a young wheelchair, holding a handful of buns, and thrown into the small pond, attracting the swimming fish to compete for food.

Next to the wheelchair, there was a fox-faced girl in a goose-yellow dress with a smile on her face, and a girl with a chess board on her back, staring at buns with curiosity.

A middle-aged man in a black robe stood solemnly, raised his hand, and the blood-stained pig-killing knife fluttered into his hands.

The sword school swordsmen and the merchants of Beiluo City who walked out of Chen's house suddenly felt tight.

Crunch...

The sound of the wooden wheel rubbing against the ground bricks sounded.

Lu Fan, who was originally facing away from the crowd, turned the direction of the wheelchair automatically. Lu Fan in a white robe gently patted her head, patted the buns, and looked at everyone lightly.

The scorching sun began to slant westward, and the sunlight became red, falling down like a boiling blood.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and swept his eyes across everyone.

"Thirty-seven merchants in Beiluo City, the mob... were you hired together with the three great families?"

Later, Lu Fan lowered his head, playing with his fingers, said lightly.

Lu Fan's words were not harsh, but every merchant's heart he heard was austerity.

They opened their mouths and wanted to say something.

But it was impossible to tell.

The principals of Liu and Zhu's faces shook their faces. They looked at Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan and Chen Beixun who were escorted by Jagged Sergeants, and many important figures of Liu and Zhu. The hands are clenched.

They knew that Liu and Zhu were finished.

"Lu Ping, what is the fault of my Liu family? If you destroy the Liu family, the industry involved in the Liu family and the trading industry involved in other cities will fall into collapse! You will make Beiluo City go to the end of the world!"

"I wish the same to the family! You devil!"

"How reasonable is your father Lu Changkong, but you have such an unreasonable evil barrier!"

Liu Family and Zhu Family’s principals all raised their hands, their trembling fingers landed, and their beards were shaking.

Many large and small businesses around have also echoed.

The disciples of the sword faction pulled out the swords in the box one after another.

The private soldiers of the Chen family also moved one after another, drawing a long bow and confronting the landing team.

Atmosphere, daggers.

However, Lu Fan's vision crossed the masters of Zhu and Liu's family and fell on the masters of the sword faction.

Sword masters are all wearing yellow pear wood sword box, wearing a green shirt.

"All the hundreds of children...Sword School."

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

The first hundred schools of influence he came into contact with was Taoism, but, apparently, Beiluo City was not the goal of Taoism.

The Sword faction is vainly trying to control the hundreds of forces in Beiluo City.

According to Chen Beixun, the six great fortresses of the Great Zhou Dynasty were afraid that all of the sons and hundreds of families would infiltrate it.

Before the rebellion of the three great families, it was necessary to lead the army of Dantai Xuan into the city, and it was obviously also influenced by the hundreds of schools.

Nie Changqing opened his eyes.

He wiped the blood from the pig knife.

In the air, a Wuxiang master was beheaded, and Nie Changqing's hands were shaking.

This is the guru, not the unappreciative Confucian students on the flower boat before.

Of course, to a large extent, he was able to successfully kill the opponent, also because of the impact of the magic knife, and unexpected.

Luo Cheng pressed his knife, his face full of excitement.

However, he did not care, because he knew that the next wave of counterattacks for these people would follow.

"Son, what should I do?"

Luo Cheng turned to look at Lu Fan.

far away.

The principals of Liu and Zhu are still screaming and scolding, and they try to scare Lu Fan by this and show their interest.

The same is true of many large and small businesses.

Beiluocheng lost them and would soon be confused.

"killed."

Lu Fan braced his chin with one hand, and said nothing.

"The world will not stop running because you are gone, so is Beiluo City. If you die, someone will naturally replace you."

Lu Fan's voice was cold.

Everyone in the family and the merchants, big and small, were suddenly quiet.

Their hearts were cold.

"Bellow City...it will be chaotic!"

A merchant businessman crimsoned and growled.

Lu Fan glanced at the person, "How about chaos?"

"If anyone feels that they can't live in Beiluo City, they can leave the city..."

"Look if it's chaotic outside, or Beiluo City is even chaotic."

Lu Fan propped his chin in one hand and gently stroked the thin wool blanket covering his leg with one hand.

After that, a cold word came out of his mouth.

"kill."

Luo Cheng's eyes suddenly turned hot.

Bloody knife in the waist, suddenly pulled out the sheath.

The clang sounded.

On the surrounding wall of the Mansion of the Chen Mansion, a soldier wearing a suit of armor from the head of the city appeared in the armor of the army, carrying a strong crossbow in the army, aiming at the private army of the Chen family, as well as many merchants and swordsmen. .

The digital sergeants, holding an iron shield, stood in front of Lu Fan.

"Do not!"

"Lord Master Lu, I was wrong! I hope Master Master spares my life!"

"It's all the family bluffing me! I'm waiting to be a good man!"

When I saw the crossbows in the dense army.

The merchants' mentality collapsed, they knelt on the ground, they wept bitterly, faced with death, they only had fear.

however.

They are useless to cry.

Luo Cheng ordered.

The strong crossbowmen shot arrows.

In Chen Fuzhong, the merchants were shot dead and bloodshed.

The principals of Liu and Zhu were shot directly, and the wailing was too late.

Sword masters could not resist the siege of the Iron-Blood Army, and they were slashed to death under the siege.

As for the slashed Chenfu private army, it is not even the opponent of the elite Beiluo iron blood army, and was soon killed.

Of course, casualties also occurred on the defending side.

The air in the garden is full of blood.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and suddenly looked up.

far away.

In the lobby of Chenfu.

A figure walked out slowly carrying a wine glass.

It was Jing Yue, the swordsman with the four swords.

A sword-style first-rate martial arts man, covered with wounds and covered with blood, crawled before Jingyue.

With unwillingness in his eyes, he finally swallowed and fell to the ground.

Jing Yue sighed.

The glass in his hand shook and was thrown up by him.

Liquor spilled.

In the setting sun, shine brightly.

Later, Jing Yue's two fingers swept from the bottom of the sword box from the bottom to the top, a sword came out of the sheath, and the sound of the sonorous sword continued.

The six sounds of body qi and blood broke out.

The sword light was like a torch, pumped over the celadon wine glass.

far away.

Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife, stepped dignifiedly, and stood in front of Lu Fan.

Six Rings Master Swordsman...

He exhaled slightly, and the pig-killing knife became tighter.

suddenly.

His eyes were stagnant.

But I saw that Jing Yue, the master swordsman who exploded with six qi and blood, pumped a sword on the ground under his feet.

Then he took Jing Yue's body up the roof and galloped along the brick roof.

Looking at the back that fled quickly in the sunset.

Lu Fan somehow felt familiar.

This scene, it seems...where I have seen it.