Under the moonlight, Jiang Tao's body was slightly bent, with his left hand holding the scabbard and his right hand on the hilt. He looked extremely relaxed, and his expression was as calm as the bright moon in the sky. In the tense atmosphere, he actually showed a bit of freehandism.

posture.

He didn't seem to be preparing for the tense fight in the next moment, but instead seemed to be writing an article with a pen.

It was obvious that he had flaws everywhere, but the man in black he was looking at was completely stiff and did not dare to move, a drop of cold sweat slowly falling from his forehead.

The sword-drawing technique is most terrifying when the sword is still in the scabbard!

Once you draw your sword, you will move forward without hesitation. Either you die or I die...

At this time, in Jiang Tao's eyes, there was nothing else but the enemy in his eyes. Even the target's two helpers were ignored by him. Jiang Tao, who was silent in the next blow of the sword, forgot everything.

His injured mouth was bleeding, and a drop of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

From afar, Mr. Baoshou's voice was heard urging the three men in black to capture Jiang Tao and go to meet the protector.

Jiang Tao, who had nothing else to do, moved his eyelids slightly.

"Get him, no matter the cost!" The man in black, who was stared at by Jiang Tao, said in a deep voice. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to wait any longer. Mr. Baoshou's urging was one thing, but it was Jiang Tao who was really interested in him at this time.

It is too dangerous and this deadlock must be broken immediately.

Although he said that, the man in black stepped back as soon as he spoke. He was not sure to take Jiang Tao's charged sword.

Since Jiang Tao's target is himself, he should let his two companions capture him. If he retreats by himself, it will be useless even if he accumulates power for so long.

When the man in black spoke, Jiang Bian's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed through his eyes. His body, which had been relaxed to the extreme, tensed up instantly. He held the sword, drew it, stepped forward, and stabbed...

Whoa, the sword came out, the cold light dazzled the eyes under the moonlight, and the coldness penetrated into the bones.

However, Jiang Tao was stunned. He moved for a moment and lowered his head slightly in shock. Where is my sword?

Where did the sword that was in my hand just now go? It was such a big sword.

Jiang Tao was about to use the sword-drawing technique to pull an enemy back, but the sword that was in his hand a second ago disappeared inexplicably.

The sword in his hand was indeed unsheathed, but it was not Jiang Tao who stabbed it, but the sword flew away on its own, so fast that Jiang Tao didn't react.

Puff~!

The long sword flew away in the air, so fast that its traces could only be vaguely caught by the occasional reflection of moonlight, like a stream of light in the night sky.

The two men in black rushed toward Jiang Tao. Their movements froze late in the day, and their necks were cut off directly by the sharp sword. Blood spurted out, and their heads were spinning in the air.

The two people whose bodies and heads were separated were not dead at this moment. Everything they saw in their eyes was spinning. Finally, their heads fell to the ground. The last thing they saw in their lives was the bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight tonight is so beautiful...

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's not a swordsmanship at all..."

The man in black, who was supposed to be Jiang Tao's target, stopped retreating and immediately opened his eyes.

Damn it, is this the way to draw a sword? To take off a long sword and dance in the air? Especially when the speed is so fast that there is no chance for people to react. This is not a sword technique that can be performed in the acquired realm. No, I have never heard of it in the innate realm.

There is such a thing.

The long sword flying in the air drew a beautiful arc, and instantly pierced towards the last man in black, cutting through the air and making a harsh sound.

The reaction of the last man in black was not unpleasant. Knowing that he could not avoid it, he immediately used body protection skills to resist.

Buzz~!

The inner energy in his body surged, his clothes fluttered, and his skin instantly turned into a golden bronze color with a metallic luster. His whole body seemed as indestructible as cast bronze.

What he used was a relatively advanced level of horizontal kung fu called Tong Ren Kung Fu. He had practiced it to the point where the man in black was already invulnerable to ordinary swords once he used it.

The man in black was confident that he could use his Bronze Man Kung Fu to resist the long sword without any internal strength.

Ding~!

Almost at the moment he performed the Tongren Kung Fu, a sharp sword came from the air and pierced his throat. Sparks shot out. He was obviously a body of flesh and blood, but under the horizontal training of the Tongren Kung Fu, he actually emitted

The sound of clashing golden bells.

The man in black's eyes widened at this moment. He felt that the force of the sword was so terrifying. He felt as if he had been hit by a crazed iron bull. His whole body was pushed back by the long sword and he couldn't help but retreat. His feet were

Long furrows were plowed into the ground.

Fortunately, he was very powerful in the Bronze Man Skill. Although the force of the long sword was terrifying, it was blocked by him. However, the man in black did not feel comfortable. The bones in his neck were cracking, as if they were about to break at any time.

"If this continues, I will die. Although the power of the long sword here is terrifying, the material itself is not that outstanding. I have to break it to have a chance of survival!"

The man in black, who was pushed back by the long sword, instantly made half a move. Immediately, his whole body suddenly sank, and his legs sank a foot deep into the ground.

broken.

As he stopped, the long sword containing terrifying power began to bend and was about to break.

But who would have expected that the strength on the long sword suddenly disappeared, and the sword instantly returned to its straight position. Before the man in black could react happily, the sharp sword on his neck began to rotate rapidly, and the rotating blade was very fast.

It brought up a strong wind!

As the sword rotated, the tip of the sword where it came into contact with the man in black's neck turned red and sparks shot out.

The man in black, who had not expected this change, tried his best to activate the Tongren Kung Fu. However, he could not hold on for two breaths. The horizontally practicing kung fu technique was broken by the high-speed rotating long sword. Then, the long sword penetrated his neck with a pop.

, a blood hole appeared on the throat of the man in black, penetrating from front to back, and the blood mixed with air and turned into blood bubbles gushing out...

The long sword pierced the neck of the man in black and flew around in the air. Finally, it was inserted back into the scabbard in Jiang Tao's hand without missing a beat.

All this is a long story, but it actually only takes a few breaths. The reason why it takes so long is because the long sword made of poor material took a while to break through the body-protecting skills of the man in black.

The whole process looked as if Jiang Tao was performing the sword-drawing technique, the long sword flew out to harvest the lives of the three men in black and then the sword flew back.

At least the three dead men in black thought so.

But Jiang Tao knew that he did not do this, but the sword flew away on its own.

After glancing at the three dead and dying men in black, Jiang Tao lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. What was going on?

Being at an absolute disadvantage, I actually made a comeback inexplicably...

Not being stupid, he quickly figured out the key, and immediately raised his head and said into the night: "I don't know where the master can help me. I am very grateful. Please show up and see me so that I can repay my life-saving grace..."

No one responded, the bright moon hung high, and the clear light fell on the world. It seemed that everything before was just an illusion to Jiang Tao, but the corpses of the three men in black told him that it was real.

"I'm afraid it's just an expert doing it casually. He won't take such a small thing as saving my life to heart at all." He murmured in his heart, but Jiang Tao still showed his attitude, bowed respectfully into the night and said:

"The junior once again thanks the senior for saving his life. If he is called upon in the future and does not violate the law and morality, the junior will definitely go through fire and water without giving up."

Even if you are a scholar, you are not as reckless as people in the world of martial arts in repaying kindness. Even if you repay kindness, it should only be within the scope of law and morality, and you will never do such reckless things.

It’s not that I’m being helpless, it’s just that there is a time when I really want to repay a favor, but what I do violates the law and morality. At the worst, I can only return my life to my benefactor. The bottom line of a scholar must be...

The so-called master... If standing tall is considered a master, then the cloud scene standing above the clouds is really a master.

Getting rid of the three men in black to rescue Jiang Tao was just a matter of thought for him.

What? Yunjing, as a scholar, killed innocent people indiscriminately? Are those three men in black good people? Should they accept legal sanctions even if they are not good people?

But what does the mysterious man in black do have to do with Yun Jing? The key is that no one knows what the man in black looks like...

You insist on saying that he did it, but there are no fingerprints left, so why should you accuse him unjustly?

Apart from such things, Jiang Tao should have left as soon as possible and reported all the suspicious things about the Changsheng Palace for investigation. However, he thought that the chief messenger who commanded the three men in black seemed to be not far away, and his voice was quite loud.

To be familiar with...

"It seems to be the voice of Mr. Baoshou. Isn't he a well-respected and kind man? How could he instruct the man in black to kill me? If it wasn't him, could it be that someone was pretending to frame me?"

Everything must be based on evidence.

Each of the three men in black was already more powerful than Jiang Tao himself. The main messenger was definitely stronger, but he still decided to confirm it.

He knew that it was extremely dangerous to go there, and 90% of the time he wouldn't be able to come back, but he still wanted to go.

Because he is a scholar, if he just doubts the main messenger, Mr. Nai Baoshou, such suspicion is equivalent to frame-up without evidence. A real scholar will not handle things based on suspicion. This is the bottom line issue.

Pedantic?

It is indeed a bit pedantic, but this is the scholar of this era.

It is not unreasonable for scholars to be superior to others in this era, not just in terms of knowledge, and not just because scholars have only half a foot in the officialdom, the management class, because there are so many things about scholars that deserve people's heartfelt respect.

Perhaps to many people in Yunjing's previous life, the "respectable" aspects of scholars in this era seemed ridiculous, but in this world, those seemingly pedantic or even brainless aspects are the true manifestations of noble character!

"The father and daughter were also there. They were stopped by someone suspected of being Mr. Baoshou. It might be detrimental to them. The father and daughter are very capable. Maybe I can't help at all, but scholars can do something.

If you don’t do anything, how can you turn a blind eye just because you can’t help..."

With this thought in his mind, Jiang Tao took a deep breath and silently used his internal energy to recover from his injuries, but he walked in that direction.

If the father and daughter need help, please help as much as possible. As scholars, why should we regret our eight-foot body!

Above the clouds, Yun Jing was slightly surprised when he saw Jiang Tao's actions, and probably understood what he was thinking.

"As expected of a scholar, his literary character is engraved in his bones. No wonder he can stand out in Nujiang County. There are such people in just one county. The four great talents in the near future are quite exciting. I don't know what kind of humanities

Only quality deserves such an honorable title..." Yunjing thought to himself.

At this time, Yun Jing was multi-tasking. While he was busy with Jiang Tao to rescue him, he was also keeping an eye on Mr. Baoshou, Su Xiaoye and the others. Finally, he had to pay attention to Fu'an's movements in the Changsheng Palace.

Logically speaking, Yunjing should go down and reunite with his little wife at this time. They will be a couple in the future, and even if he changes his clothes at this moment, there is nothing he can't do to face her.

The key is that Yunjing has to pay attention to Fu'an. Such foreign visitors with such huge backgrounds can keep Su Xiaoye and the others away as much as possible without involving them. Even though it seems that Su Xiaoye and the others can no longer stay out of the matter, if

It would also be good to reduce some involvement.

As for Baoshou, although his true artistic conception is as high as Yunjing's own two great realms, it is not enough for Yunjing to take too much into consideration. The dangers of Baoshou cannot be compared with Fu'an at all.

Yunjing seems to be 'not there', but in fact he is everywhere...

"Mr. Baoshou wants to take Xiao Yezi and his daughter to Fu'an, and things will definitely go wrong. They are by no means opponents. I have to take action to deal with Baoshou. I am not acting in my true identity. In this case, I have to think about it.
To be continued...