: Bring your head to greet your opponent

In the south, on the shore of the sea, a tall castle stands by the sea, behind it is an ancient city. This tall building is the highest point in the city, and the owner of the castle is also the highest point of the city. He is the city lord Prajna. Within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, everyone knows the reputation of Prajna. As the city lord of Nanji City, this identity cannot be surpassed by another identity. Another identity is: he is the second generation successor of the Sword God and the direct descendant!

The Great Sword Saint of Lieying is his master!

As the city lord, he has a grace, and as a sword saint, he needs even more grace. For decades, his grace has never been lost. At this moment, he was standing in the yard with his waist straight. In front of him was a big man. Although this man was above him, he was like a rooster standing beside a colorful phoenix in front of him, and the rooster was still bent over.

"So, is this old thing really here?" Prajna said lightly.

"Yes! City Lord." said the big man: "This is certain, but strangely: when he arrived at Qiulindu, thirty miles away, he suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where he had gone."

Prajna frowned: "He won't get into the city, right?"

"I will definitely not!" The man quickly promised: "I have set up secret whistles in various places as the city lord's instructions. No matter which direction he enters the city, he cannot escape surveillance!"

Although it was not obvious, Prajna was clearly relieved: "Very good! If there is any news, report it to me as soon as possible, and my master is also waiting for his news."

The big man bowed and agreed, and carefully added: "I heard... I heard that the head of the family was injured some time ago, and I don't know if the noble body is..."

Prajna glared at him: "My master Li Sige and dozens of sword saints from the Li family were besieged. It is true that I was slightly injured, but how good is my master? How could he care about this little injury? Before the person got home, the injury was healed. What are you worried about?"

Of course, the middle-aged man was worried that the head of the family might not be Li Sige's opponent. At this time, he naturally didn't dare to say anything. He muttered in his heart that the Li family had only seven sword saints at best. When did dozens of sieges appear? And that day, the head of the family also brought four sword saints on the road. Did they let the head of the family besieged and stand beside to watch the show?

Prajna added: "Don't worry, this time Lisgnan comes, we will prevent his body from returning to his hometown!"

The big man smiled and said, "Yes! It's rumored that he is immortal. This time, it depends on whether he can survive under the head of the family!"

Suddenly, a voice intercom: "I will die or not, but I will make a decision by this villain Lie Ying!" As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in the yard, masked man! It was like a sudden appearance from the air.

Prajna's face suddenly turned pale: "Lisge?"

"Good eyesight!" The masked man looked at him with cold eyes: "I will lend you something to greet the lieutenant!"

"What do you want?" Prajna's face changed. This Lisge seemed different from what the master said, with different heights and a little young voice.

The man naturally didn't need anyone to remind him and quietly withdrew. The masked man seemed to have not noticed him at all, staring at Prajna: "I want your head!"

Prajna's eyes slid past the door, touched his waist with his hand, and suddenly waved it like lightning. With one wave, it was a sword light that was more than one meter long, and it stroked the masked man's neck with a cold air. At the moment of drawing, a large group of people suddenly poured into the door. The sword lights in his hands flashed and attacked them together. Naturally, there was no need to fight one-on-one against the Great Sword Saint. No matter how many people were, it was extremely lucky to be able to rescue the siege!

As the masked man laughed, blood burst out, his hands moved in circles, and the blood-red sword light shot around, screaming loudly, and he died when he touched it. The bloody aura spread in the air, and the demeanor of Prajna came out. After he took a sword, he stopped attacking, but instead circled around the pillar. When he reached the back of the pillar, his body suddenly accelerated and shot straight to the inner courtyard, and ran away! He was still suspicious at first, but what else could this person have? Facing the Great Sword Saint, he took action to die. If he didn't run away at this time, when would he wait?

But suddenly a lit up in front of him, a figure with a faint red light suddenly appeared in front of him. Prajna was shocked and tried his best to draw out his sword. The opponent's long sword was red and swept across. Prajna's body froze. With a jingle, the sword fell to the ground, the upper body fell, and the whole person slowly fell down. When he fell, the gate between the front yard and the back yard also fell. The power of this sword cut him into two pieces. At the same time, the door was also broken, and everything was broken, including Prajna's long sword!

The dust slowly dissipated, and the masked figure flashed and disappeared out of thin air. His heroic laughter echoed in the air: "Tell Lieying, I'll visit him!... If you have any entertainment, don't be polite!"

The people in the yard were not dead, but at this time they were no different from the dead. Everyone looked like earth. The sword saint was killed by his sword. What else could they do? It would be great to be able to recover a life! After a long time, a sword master shouted: "Go and report to the head of the family!" He ran away. Although the enemy had left, the yard seemed to be very terrifying, and no one dared to stay for a moment.

The middle-aged man was still alive, staring at the city lord who was broken. He had a long thought in his mind, how did this old guy come in? Why didn’t there be any secret whistles in various places reported? He is very good at kung fu, but can he fly in with wings? Little did he know that this person did fly in from the sky, even if he didn’t fly in, as long as he untied his mask and entered the city swagger, no secret whistle would pay more attention to him, because the appearance gap between him and Lisge was too big and should not be their target!

In the east of the city, there is a high mountain on the back of the sea. An old man stood halfway up the mountain. His thin body seemed to be blown by the wind. But when he stood in front of a large wooden house on the mountain, he seemed to dominate the entire sky. It was the Great Sword Saint Lie Ying! He stared at the horses galloping from the foot of the mountain with a calm gaze. The peaceful voice broke through the howling sea breeze, clearly in his ears: "What's the matter?"

The man on the horse's back turned over and fell off the horse: "Report to the head of the family, Li Sige is here... I just killed the city lord!"

"What?" A stern shouted, and the peace on Lie Ying's face completely disappeared.

The two words were like two bullets shot out. The person kneeling on the ground almost pissed his pants and said tremblingly: "Li...Lisge... just killed... the city lord!"

There were three people around Lieying, looking at each other, his face full of fear. Lieying looked up at the sky and breathed a long sigh: "Don't panic, tell me slowly, when did he come and how did he kill the city lord? Why no one reported it in advance?" He felt sad and angry. Prajna was his favorite disciple. As a city lord, he was also the source of food and clothing for this master. Lieying had the identity of the Great Sword Saint there, and it was impossible for him to lose his identity to do robbery, nor did he want to go into the forest to kill monsters like other sword masters to make money. All the things were done by his disciples, but with this city lord's disciples, his many disciples lived a very comfortable life, but now, this disciple was killed!

The people on the ground said tremblingly: "No one found out how he entered the city. The disciple was outside the yard at that time, but he didn't see him entering the yard. When the disciple entered, he had already... succeeded."

"Damn it!" Lie Ying finally couldn't help it: "This person has a special appearance, and it's very easy to identify whether he is masked or not. You actually let him enter the city from under his nose. What's the use for you?" The sword was swung out, and a cold light splashed out, reaching five feet away, and blood was splattering on the ground.

The tragedy happened at the feet, and the four people in front of the wooden house seemed to have not seen it at all. The blood in the air was quickly blown away by the mountain wind. An old man on the left bowed and said, "Head of the family, Lisge may have already gone to the island at this time. Should we kill him now?" If Zhou Yu was next to him, he would definitely be excited, because this statement already shows one thing: the appointment of Skull Island was planned by them.

Another old man next to him interrupted: "Honor, will Lisge use this trick to deal with us intentionally divert our attention?"

Lie Ying's eyes focused on: "What does it mean?"

The old man said respectfully: "Maybe he has guessed... he guessed that the matter on Skull Island is related to us, so he dared not go to the island, and he intends to fight the head of the family outside the island!" The disciple who killed Lieying naturally inspired him to fight the decisive battle.

Lie Ying smiled gloomyly: "He could naturally guess it was me! But this person has always been determined in his work. Even if he expected that there was danger on the island, he would still go to the island and eliminate future troubles forever!" He could be said to be very accurate in Lie Sige. Lie Sige was not sure who was the one who had attacked his family all the time. Even if he was 90% sure that it was Lie Ying, after all, less than 10%, and 10% might be enough to let him go to the island and eliminate future troubles for the family.

This is Li Sige's character. In addition to his personality, there is actually another one: Li Sige is old, and Lie Ying and Ta Ye are both more than ten years younger than him. If he dies, no one in the Li family can resist any of these two sword saints. Therefore, his greatest hope is to kill people who threaten the Li family in his lifetime, even if they die together!

The old man said carefully: "The head of the family means... let us stay still for the time being, let him go to the island?"

Lieying nodded slowly: "That's right! This person has a irritable personality and cannot find us in the city. The ten-day period will arrive tomorrow, and he will definitely go to the island first."

The old man smiled gloomyly: "As long as he goes to the island, he will die, and he will not even have a chance to self-destruct!"

Lieying did not answer. Looking into the distance, from here you can see a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth. Lisge, do you think no one dares to kill the Great Sword Saint? I will let you see what a means is!
Chapter completed!