The wet and salty sea breeze, mixed with strong bloody gas, is cold and pungent.
Thousands of shark oil lamps and candles lit up in the big boat, like the dark sea surface rising a bright moon.
Under the bright lights, the blood and corpses not far away became more and more clear.The corpses are all over, there are pieces of flesh and blood stacked together, and there are people who still have half a body, but still have a breath.The cry of pain has long since dissipated, and there is only a weak and painful breath.
The entire dragon boat is like purgatory on earth.
The blue-winged luan lay in the pool of blood and was held back by more than ten chains.The guards who clasped the chains had no expression, after all, they were used to life and death, and even more bloody and horrible scenes than now.
And those who have died or are inferior to life are the victims who only subdued it.
Duan Chongxuan knew that when the other party lights up at this time, he just wants him to be shocked by such a miserable situation.As a useless prince who was raised in the deep palace when he was a child, and was raised to Cangya Mountain, he should really be scared, and then he will be confused.
He glanced at Wang Xi, and the other party did not make any urge, like patience and temptation,
"Your Highness, did you think clearly?"
Knowing that the use of the streamer chain will make the blue-winged luan mad and hurt people, and the loss is not countable, but it does not care how much the cost of his men pays.
At this point, the cold heart is really suitable for doing big things, such as rebellion.
Of course, the evil dog Xiao master.Duan Chongxuan remembered the emperor who always smiled gently in his memory, and his heart was cold.
He said, "I will go to visit the king with you. But I will treat Luan Er first."
The dust settled and Wang Xi breathed a sigh of relief. "This is nature. Your Highness please."
After all, there are too many killers on this prince's body, and they are invincible.Whether you can do it or not is naturally the best choice.
He gave way sideways, and the heavy surroundings also made way.
The guard holding the chain did not move, but did not stop Duan Chongxuan.
Luan Er saw him approaching, his violent and angry eyes were originally fiery, but suddenly became watery, like the child's wronged red eyes.
Duan Chongxuan gently followed its feather, leaned down, and fed a pill to his mouth.Luan Er whispered in a low voice, obediently opened his mouth to eat in, and rubbed into his arms again.
The Imperial Guards, who were waiting for the battle, couldn't figure it out. How did the beast with terrible lethality change just now?
Duan Chongxuan patted it and turned back.
Qingyi Luan is still obedient.
Many people are relieved.
At this time, the change is steep!
A very bright electro-optic tears the night!
The clear and high-pitched chirping sounded like a crane, like a fengming, and when the wind screamed, the blue-winged luan shrunk in half in the air.
And Duan Chongxuan held a long|gun in his hand, with white smoke at the tip of the gun. It was he who had just cut off the streamer chain between Luan's two necks.
There has never been any lightning, but the speed is too fast, and the swaying gun shadow is like electric flint!
The flames of fire and flames.
'Beacon' is not a sword, but a gun.If the first magical soldier in the world is well-deserved, the "Spring Hill Smile" and the "Autumn Wind Apart" cast by Lin Yuanjian, then this long gun with the emperor of the Northland Founding Kingdom's Southern Expedition to the North War, is eligible to enter Top five.
Duan Chongxuan's move "Fenghuolangyan" was barely twofold true, but it could cut off the streamer chain, purely based on the original power of the Divine Soldier.
At the moment when the chain between the necks broke, Luan's two bodies shrank rapidly and emerged from the rest of the bondage!
Duan Chongxuan|The gun swept across, the sea mist gathered under the gunpoint, and the momentum was like a gust of wind. Everyone, taking into account his identity, dared not go all out and suddenly failed.
The first one to react was Wang Xi, who got up and flew over and shouted, "Let the arrow! Get together!"
□□ Winding, countless arrows shoot blue-winged luan in the air!At the moment of leaving the crossbow, the arrowhead ignited a blazing flame!
On the dark sea, the bright fire flickered across the night like a star shower.
More guards leaped onto the top deck, and they kept coming here. The recent soldiers' footwork changed suddenly, forming layers of trapped formations, encircling Duan Chongxuan.
Duan Chongxuan raised his head and shouted, "Run--"
But this time, Luan Er didn't listen to him.
It flapped its wings and swooped down from high altitude!Go through the dense fire!
Wang Xi snatched from the guards, and swelled up his robe, bursting into reality, and flew out with one arrow!
The tip of the arrow pierced the air, making a harsh cry.
At the same time, the long side of the knife came out of the sheath. The blade did not arrive and the pressure came first. It pressured Duan Chongxuan to quickly retreat, but he could not retreat from the trapped array behind him!
At this moment, he suddenly remembered his father's words--
Even if you have thousands of troops, you can't help fighting alone.
He drove in front of him, no longer backing away, ready to pick up the knife.
Yu Guang saw that the arrows in the night were cast too hard. Luan Er tried his best to flutter his wings, but there was a wound on his body that should not be avoided...
But between the moments, the sword dissipated and the fire in the air went out.
Like a gust of wind, the killing and crises at sea were blown into the wind.
Everyone looked at the windy place.
There was a man standing on the bow.
People stand in the shadows that are not illuminated by the lights, but the sharpness of the martial artists is like a sharp blade, as if they can cut the space.
The breeze is back.The figure fell in front of Duan Chongxuan.
The blue-winged luan also fell right down, but because of exhaustion, he could only lie at their feet.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the person who came was actually a woman.
Chu's color is strong, his hair is high and his heroic spirit is compelling.
Duan Chongxuan looked at the person in front of him and said, "Sister II..."
Liu Lishuang turned sideways and nodded slightly, "Uh."
Wang Xi looked pale.
Because Duan Chongxuan broke the woman's identity in a single voice, he let the knife out of the sheath return to the sheath again.
There are very few people who have seen Liu Lishuang in person. She has been practicing on Xihuafeng for many years and is not keen on fame.This does not mean that she is unknown.
On the contrary, because of the battle of Xiling Mountain many years ago, to this day, the practitioners still dare not forget her.
Like Jun Yu's days, she explained to the world well that what is meant by combat power is far higher than the realm.
Wang Xi signaled that the guards were all withdrawn, and they made a right-of-way meeting. "Cangya is far away, dare to ask Liu Daoyou why he came?"
The other party's sincerity and courtesy gave the greatest respect. According to the convention, you have to give some face and make a few greetings.
But Liu Lishuang was just a hard way,
"Pick my brother."
Wang Xi's face was even worse.
Duan Chongxuan suddenly wanted to laugh.Because he knew that the sister did not deliberately refuse to give face.It's because they don't have much experience in interacting with people and they don't speak.It is usually better to communicate with the teachers and brothers. When you meet strangers, you can only be regarded as a cold and proud person.
Wang Xi again said, "Liu Daoyou, this matter is very extensive, and it is more of the family affairs of the North Imperial Capital... I believe you heard it a little bit, why did your Highness go to Cangya Mountain to worship the teacher...If the Taoist can stand by and watch, Wang Mouke Here, I make an oath that the day the great things will be done, the prince will never forget what the Taoist friends are today."
The sincerity of this remark is even higher.It is a promise in disguise.Because he really didn't want to do it.
This vast sea has no place to borrow, but the other party can ride out of thin air. The true yuan is still very abundant, and the lightness of the sleeves dissolves his arrows and swords. This alone is enough to make people afraid.
Duan Chongxuan is indeed a disciple of Jian Sheng, but that was also sent to Xi Huafeng by a letter of recommendation from Mr. Zhang Yuan.
Why is Mr. willing to write a letter?Because of his original identity.
In other words, if he was not a prince, or Duan Shengan died, he would no longer be the emperor, and the identity of this sword saint was not true.
Wang Xi thinks so.
Everyone who has fought long in the center of power thinks so.
Where is the interest?
But nobody in Xihuafeng thought so.
Liu Lishuang didn't even know who he was talking about.
But she said the longest words tonight, and she looked very serious,
"I don't care why he came to the world. Since he really treats me as a sister, I really treat him as a brother."
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Midland.Yunyang City.
In the late autumn, Daotong Baibai swept through the dead leaves, and as soon as he fell into the night, he fell into court again.
Mr. Zhang Yuan sat in the courtyard and faded the correct Eguan Bo belt in the past. Ufa was raised with a wooden hairpin and a simple sky-blue gown, even more casual.
It seemed that the autumn wind was too bleak, and his lips were slightly pale, even the fine lines of the corners of his eyes were a little deeper.
He saw Wei Jingfeng coming out of the house. Although he didn't know what was happening to the person in front of him, he asked as usual, "Can I drink tea?"
Juggernaut did not answer him.
Instead, he glanced at the sky.
The vast night sky above the head was covered by the courtyard wall and the distant Guangsha, and cut into an irregular piece.
You can still glimpse the bright, peaceful and beautiful galaxy.
Everything is no different than usual.
But Mr. Zhang Yuan's face was white!
In the courtyard, the sky above them began to sway violently, and the cracked fine lines extended from Wei Jingfeng's gaze, and eventually spread across the entire field of vision.
It's like breaking a layer of glazed cover, the illusion is shattered, and the real sky shows its true colors!
Black as splashing ink, no stars and no moon.
"Wow!...——"
There is no sound to disillusion.At this sound, the tea cup in the hand of Mr. Zhang Yuan fell to the ground, and the splashing porcelain foam made a thin blood line on the back of his hand.
Blood stains flowed through the pale skin and dripped on the withered locust leaves.
He shook his body twice, and he supported the stone table with his right hand.
Wei Jingfeng's eyes were cold.
Suddenly, with such a look, he subconsciously wanted to explain something, "It will not hurt people's lives, but just leave people in Jingsi Pavilion. As for your apprentice, nothing will happen..."
Wei Jingfeng didn't move, but just said,
"You used to be like this."
Mr. Zhang Yuan lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
Because there is nothing to say.
He thought, you also said it was the "past".Have I calculated that you are still few in these years?
He persuaded Jingfeng to leave a wound, and then used a method to isolate the place, even the sky was fake.
Maintaining a formation that will conceal the eyes of the saints requires a price and great consumption.So that the edge of broken porcelain can easily cut through his skin.
All this is just for the sake of Xingshan Temple.
The aftermath is endless.
Wei Jingfeng looked at him indifferently.
Mr. Zhang Yuan understood what he meant: if he could not overcome Mozun, he shot to the younger generation, especially shamelessly.
In the courtyard there was a bleak autumn wind, and the layers of fallen leaves fluttered.
When the wind went, there was only one person left in the courtyard.It seems that there is only one person from beginning to end.
He squatted slowly, tidying up the broken pieces of porcelain on the floor.
The cracked teacup is also the place where the disk was destroyed that day.
It was the same thing that Wei Jingfeng sent him many years ago.