Xiao Baozi raised his sword.

The sword energy is like a rainbow!

Qi penetrates the sky!

When her sword thrust out, Wei Changhe suddenly felt a biting chill.

This chill is far colder than the shrill westerly wind in the coldest time in the desert outside the Pass.

It seemed to freeze him.

The blood circulation in his body was not smooth.

He was actually still three feet away from Xiao Baozi.

And his banner was only three feet away from the money-losing boy Yin Ruming.

He could have killed Yin Ruming and then calmly dealt with Xiao Baozi's sword, but he instinctively retracted the flag in his hand.

He stood on the roof.

He clung to the woman flying in the air and that woman's sword!

Like facing a formidable enemy!

Of course Chang Baishu, who was on the other side of the roof, also saw Xiao Baozi's sword.

His old eyes were also staring at that sword.

In his sight, the sword cut off the howling cold wind.

It seemed to stagnate the cold wind.

The sword light passed through the cold wind like that.

Then,

There are blossoming sword flowers in the cold wind.

The wind seems to be picking up again.

But the blossoming sword flowers did not go away with the wind.

They are as substantial as if they had taken root in the air!

But it happened to be drifting towards Wei Changhe again.

Go against the wind.

It’s like going upstream!

One flower.

Two flowers.

Three flowers.

…

Thousands of flowers!

"Tao sword...!"

"The sword's will takes shape!"

"Half-step Grandmaster...!"

Chang Baishu yelled: "Be careful!"

Wei Changhe was already very careful.

He made his debut at the age of fifteen and has been in the world for forty years. He can survive until now because he has always been careful.

But at this moment, he was more careful than ever.

Even when he faced the young master in the secret room of Qinjian Villa fifteen years ago, he was not as careful as he is now.

The flag in his hand has been waved.

That huge patch of scarlet covered Xiao Baozi.

Of course, it also covered the blossoming sword flowers.

He had no intention of fighting a half-step grandmaster.

He knew that his only chance to survive was to abandon this flag!

He must leave when this big flag covers that crazy woman.

Go to Zhouyuan.

Only that place will be safe.

However……

The fighting on the ground stopped with a tacit understanding at this moment.

Everyone looked up at the big flag and the woman who looked a little small under the big flag.

Of course, there are also those sword flowers that make them jaw-dropping.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan still protected Su Meng.

He also looked towards that piece of sky.

Amu's sword was tilted downwards, and he squinted at the sword flowers.

Xiao Wu has cleaned up the enemies opposite him.

His hands were still as smooth as jade, without leaving a drop of blood.

His hand has been lowered.

His eyes are still clean and clear.

He also loves that piece of sky.

It's just that at this moment, he is no longer like a demon.

He is more like a compassionate Buddha.

Wen Xiaowan, who was standing next to Li Chenan, took a deep breath and realized how powerful that woman was.

She even swallowed, feeling timid in her heart, but this timidity disappeared in an instant.

She raised her proud head again.

There were only two people in the audience who did not strike at Xiao Baozi.

One is Su Meng.

There is no sword in her eyes, only her junior senior brother Wang Zhenghaoxuan.

The other one is Xiaoqin.

He has entered concentration.

He was relieved.

He chose to trust the young men who helped him without any reservation.

Although I don't know him.

But some people don't need to know the name to feel his heart.

Even if you know the name of some people, even if you are very familiar with them, they will give you a sword.

He was using his internal energy to repair the injuries on his body.

There are old wounds and there are new wounds.

He must restore himself to a certain level of combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

Because there are still many enemies.

Also because he must live and cannot let his friends die.

friend……

Xiaoqin lived to the age of sixteen without a single friend.

He originally thought that he would never have friends in this life.

Because the word friend is very important and holy in his heart.

Although the world is big, there are very few people who are worthy of being his Xiaoqin friend.

But now, he has regarded this mute young man, the two young men who took out the sword for him, and the young man who paid him ten taels of silver as friends.

He will go to Zhouzhuang tomorrow.

I also want to pay back ten taels of silver to that young man.

If you promise something to a friend, you must keep it even if it means death.
To be continued...