Jiang Aijian's eyeliner has been wandering on the tip of a knife all year round, and accompanying you is like a tiger, and he will lose his life one day.

From the moment they followed Jiang Aijian, they knew that they might die...

Life is like a feather, death is like a light breeze.

Maybe no one will remember them.

But they were willing to die and were willing to do so.

Hearing Luzhou's words, Jiang Aijian's heart moved slightly.

His impression of this old demon Ji from Motian Pavilion has changed again

What is a demon? Why is it called a demon?

Taking away the life of wisdom, destroying the Tao, and making good works, so it is called a demon?

I have been reading the world for a long time, and everyone is a demon.

"You, and you! I want to see how long he can last!"

These two generals have become smart, one on the left and the other on the right, and are in a double-team situation.

Bring a gust of sword wind.

Although it cannot mobilize vitality.

But practitioners who have undergone body tempering are not comparable to those of ordinary people's physical fitness.

Stepping on a pit under your feet.

Slash with a knife!

Luzhou circled on the spot, and Weiming Sword turned around in the palm of his hand, holding the knife, taking a lunge... and stabbing it out with a sword.

"Huh?" The two generals had evolved into battles in their minds, but were dissolved by incredible actions.

It was like an hallucination, and escaped the blade and passed through the figures of the two in a trance.

Chih!

Pull it out, turn around! Chih!

The swords in the hands of the two generals were still held in the air, but neither fell.

His mouth was wide open and his eyes were staring ahead, empty.

They felt that life was rapidly flowing from that incision... breathing, heartbeat, becoming depressed, uncomfortable...

The smell of blood hits my face.

I don't know if it's my own or someone else's.

It is no longer important to think about how Ji Laomo did it now.

When it falls, the sky turns dizzy and everything goes into darkness.

Another person fell.

"These two lives will be borne by my disciple Ming Shiyin."

These two thousand points of merit were recorded and did not cause any fluctuations in Luzhou.

The scorching sunlight made everyone unable to open their eyes.

Even the smell of blood is dry and pungent.

The originally quiet and comfortable Shuntian Garden has become a place to fight in a blink of an eye.

There is no gorgeous vitality, no dazzling energy.

There is nothing but a battle on the battlefield!

...

Luzhou only saw Mo Li.

The killing of six people in a row has made them feel guilty.

Moreover, the six people who died are not small characters, they are imperial guards!

Mo Li woke up from his dream... waved: "All the generals retreat!"

Four generals were left, and they took a few steps back.

At this time, no matter how powerful a master is, it will be useless.

It would be better to let ordinary soldiers quarrel.

In history, how many heroes have been exhausted by the human sea tactics.

No matter how skilled you are, you can't withstand the attacks of so many people.

"Kill the old demon Ji and give you a reward of ten thousand taels. Become the king and the minister in the future!"

This sentence reveals two meanings: one, he must get rid of the Demon Heaven Pavilion; the other, he wants to be emperor.

There must be a brave man under heavy rewards!

The soldiers nearby rushed up with long halberds in their hands.

"Senior, I'll help you!" Jiang Aijian rushed up.

In order to cover up, he didn't even carry the Dragon Roar Sword, which seemed a little thin.

Ming Shiyin and Zhaoyue stood up.

"Isn't it just killing people... I haven't felt this way for a long time."

"And I! Senior brother and sister!" Xiao Yuaner jumped over.

It's really all the same.

Luzhou said: "You can protect yourself."

How smart is Ming Shi... I thought to myself, Master is old and has such powerful combat power? He glanced at the Weiming Sword in his master's hand. This sword is not simple.

Master is Master. How can these young people compare with their thousand years of experience and trump card?

Ming Shiyin and Jiang Aijian immediately became very confident.

...

Liu Huan's eyes sank and waved his arms.

Many soldiers rushed up.

The Weiming Sword in Luzhou's hand trembled slightly.

Thousands of years of murder skills and experience seem to be truly integrated with Luzhou at this moment.

One sword and one person!

Live broadcast Mo Li!

His body was like lightning, shuttled between soldiers.

Bang bang, bang bang...

The long halberd broke and fell to the ground.

Wherever Weiming goes, there are all dead souls!

Waves after waves swarmed up...

The scene in front of me was shocked. Lu Zhou's figure looked like a tumbler, sometimes on the left and sometimes on the right, and at the same time waving the Weiming Sword.

The moves are clean and neat, without dragging on the mud.

Until the last person fell down.

The scene became quiet again.

Luzhou's expression remains natural.

He held the sword in his hand, and at the end of the Weiming Sword, a drop of red blood, shining with sunlight, dripping to the ground.

After all, he... made the people behind him scared.

Don't dare to continue charging.

Many soldiers held long halberds and kept retreating towards Luzhou....

Luzhou did not look back. Wherever he walked, the soldiers falling from both sides piled up into a small path.

He moves forward.

Those people retreated.

Mo Li staggered and retreated.

His face turned pale!

She never expected that the old demon Ji from Motian Pavilion would be so powerful.
To be continued...