It turned out that when Guan Qianjian approached the two, the first lady was close and could not help but notice it. Her first reflection was that she was in a situation of being attacked from both sides.

A trace of fear flashed across her face and her body trembled slightly.

Zhang Liuqi, who was concentrating on the enemy, would not notice the changes in his opponent. He had a slight doubt before giving the opponent a thunderous blow.

The lady immediately concluded from his subtle expression fluctuations that Zhang Liuqi did not feel the existence of the person coming.

From this we can further infer that the person who came was not Zhang Liuqi and his gang.

A lady hurriedly gave him a wink, indicating that there was someone behind her who was very skilled in martial arts. The two of them must immediately stop fighting and work together to kill him, otherwise the person would wait for his work and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

It is rare that she expresses many meanings very well with just one pair of eyes and two eyebrows. It is even more rare that Zhang Liuqi can be able to be intimate and be consistent with her.

This is why there is a scene of sneak attacking Guan Qianjian.

Guan Qianjian could not stop Zhang Liuqi's sword!

Fortunately, when Zhang Liuqi recognized him, he habitually thought: "This person cannot die yet!" He took a breath and withdrew half of the twelve points of his accumulated skills in his hand.

Despite this, Guan Qianjian was moving forward at full speed and suddenly encountered an accident, and he still couldn't win.

He was not afraid of danger, and he held his sword in front of his chest, slashed the other party with his head, and pulled his hand outward, and removed it to one side.

Only then did he learn the true strength of a master. Even if the other party does not want to kill him, he still cannot avoid the bad luck of being injured in the sword. He felt that the sword was so fierce and fierce that it was impossible to remove it!

As soon as he turned his head to avoid the vital points, a "silk" sound came from his chest. The sound was the sound of flesh and blood splitting. Even if he was not afraid of pain, he would not help but worry that the intestines and stomach would surging out of this hole.

"Ah!" Zhang Liuqi shouted. There was pain and anger in the scream.

Because the first lady followed closely behind, she made a deep hole in his back.

"ah!--"

A lady lowered the sword in her hand and staggered back.

She was actually injured at the same moment!

——"Who is it!"

It's really a mantis stalking the cicada, and an oriole behind it.

However, Zhang Liuqi was not happy because of the unexpected encounter of the enemy. On the contrary, his face was like Mrs. Yi, and there was extreme panic.

Just because he saw the sword energy flying towards the abdomen of Mrs. Yi was not below him at all. Who was the one who came? Yue Song was already lying in the grave, who else would join in the fun?

"Which one of you is Guan Qianjian?"

An old man in his fifties walked out from behind the tree with his sword in his arms, smiling and extremely peaceful in his expression. It was Yue Feng.

Yue Shenghong was in a panic and followed behind him in a trot.

Guan Qianjian clenched his teeth and leaned against the tree, unable to speak.

Yue Feng's eyes swept across the faces of the three of them and continued, "Hehe, but no matter which one of you is or is not, or what name you are, there is no difference, because you will soon be together with the dust and go to the underworld."

His wrist turned, like a thousand equal force, stirring the waves, and the sword in his hand scattered into nine.

Everyone knows that it is not that the sword he holds can really be split and merged, but that it is the phantom he created with his unique technique.

Any kendo master has studied this kind of change, but like him, so soothing and calm, and taking weights lightly, is the only secret of their Yue family. No one in the world can achieve this except his brothers.

And the power of this sword will be more terrifying than it seems.

"Dad, don't kill him!" Yue Shenghong ran to Guan Qianjian and supported his seriously injured body.

The first lady and Zhang Liuqi were at the same time facing the tomb they dug up, where there were two treasures that the world dreamed of.

Yue Feng looked sideways, suddenly dropped the enemy and headed straight for the grave.

The first lady and Zhang Liuqi were trying to divert his attention and exchange treasures for their lives. They got this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Yizhe jumped into the jungle with one another. Although he was seriously injured, his running speed did not slow down at all, and he went far in a blink of an eye.

Yue Shenghong took advantage of the moment when his father turned around and quickly approached Guan Qianjian's ear and whispered: "The one you said was Guan Qianjian who ran away!"

Guan Qianjian opened his eyes wide and looked at her, "This is how she protects me?"

Yue Shenghong saw his intentions and was embarrassed. She looked down and pulled his chest and said, "Where is the injury!"

The rough cloth rubbed against the wound, causing Guan Qianjian to scream in pain.

"I'm sorry!" Yue Shenghong hurriedly covered his clothes, "I don't know you are so seriously injured! I'll stop the bleeding..."

Yue Feng stood at the edge of the tomb, looked at his brother's lifeless face as if he was boiled, and then looked at the secret sword in his arms, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

He suddenly felt his heart turned into ashes.

Perhaps it was because it had burned violently, so it became cold at this moment.

He couldn't help asking himself: Why am I fighting for the sword? Isn't it just to defeat him one day? But now he is dead, all the martial arts and all my hatred for him will no longer exist, - what else should I do to the sword? Who am I using it to deal with? Whom should I take revenge to and show off to whom? Is everything I have done meaning?

...

It turned out that the two brothers of the Yue family, Yue Feng was dull since childhood, but their elder brother Yue Song was always smart. No matter whether they learned martial arts and literature, Yue Feng was far behind.

This time, he was inevitably ridiculed by his brother, even teased and bullied. Even his parents favored each other, loved Yue Song very much, took great care of him, and became increasingly alienated from Yue Feng.

The last one who inherited the unique skills of Yue's family was naturally the elder brother Yue Song. At this time, the two brothers had already grown up, but Yue Song attached great importance to brotherhood and participated in the research of the unique skills of the family with his brothers.

However, the two of them learned their skills together and achieved great success. Yue Song made rapid progress and Yue Feng almost stood still. Therefore, Yue Feng suspected that he was teased by his brother and gave him his fake unique skills, which made him feel infinite anger.

Over time, Yue Song also lost feelings for this ungrateful brother, and the two of them had a grudge.

At this time, standing in front of the elder brother's grave, Yue Feng's heart was empty for a moment, so empty that he didn't know what to pretend.

But he immediately developed a desire that he had never had before. This desire was the best choice to fill his empty heart. This desire told him: I also want to prove myself!

I was fooled by him and suppressed him all my life, so that I always thought I had failed. Now that he is dead, did I succeed? No, I still failed, and it was a complete failure. How could I spend my rest of my life with peace of mind?

Unless I can defeat this world with stronger opponents than him...

He suddenly figured it out, his heart was filled with a sense of pride, he raised his head, jumped into the grave, and reached out to grab the sword.

His foothold was impartial, just three inches away from his knees. This position may not be special to ordinary people, but to Yue Song, it is the hub of his meridians and true qi.

Before he was buried by Yue Dong, he said that he would recover in three days. Yu Jin was still one day away, but Yue Feng's jump woke him up in advance by accident.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a pair of big hands hitting his chest and abdomen, instinctively turned over and jumping, rubbing over Yue Feng's fingertips, turning several times, and landing seven or eight feet away from the tomb.

At this time, the two of them looked frightened at the same time. Because they looked similar, they seemed to look in a mirror.

However, the contents of the two who were shocked and afraid of were very different. Yue Feng was naturally afraid of his brother's martial arts. This "borrowing the corpse and resurrecting the soul" might have to increase his skills a little. However, Yue Song found that his skills had dropped sharply, which was much worse than before, and it was difficult to accept.

But as a hero of his life, he did not sink for too long. After a moment, his eyes were fixed and his eyes fell on the sword in his arms. He held the hilt of his face and his face twitched, not only regaining confidence, but also showing ecstasy.

At this time, he was embarrassed, pale, red eyes, and strange expression, just like a ghost and demon breaking out of the grave!

It was this demon who suddenly turned his head and looked at Guan Qianjian, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Guan Qianjian swallowed his saliva with difficulty and used the remaining power to hold the sword in his hand tightly.

Just a dozen steps away, the tiger's wings were unsheathed again, and the sword edge was aimed at his shaking body after being seriously injured.

Guan Qianjian always thought that he had a mysterious fate with this sword, but he didn't expect that this fate would be the fate of offering it the last drop of blood! (To be continued.)
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