A notice was blown by the night wind and floated in front of Ding Xiaoyi.
He reached out and grabbed the notice in his hand.
He took a brief look at the notice and realized that it was a sea arrest announcement, and the target of the arrest was Tie Buyi.
Ding Xiaoyi felt an inexplicable shock in his heart, as if he had a premonition and something unexpected.
A few days ago, Tie Buyi failed to shoot His Highness the Prince.
As a result, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was seriously injured, while Tie Buyi also fled in fear of crime and his whereabouts are unknown.
Ding Xiaoyi knew that it was impossible for Tie Buyi to assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince.
There must be some ulterior conspiracy in this.
He thought of the man in purple,
He could feel that the man came to Tie Buyi with an evil intention, and he had warned Tie Buyi.
But Tie Buyi didn't listen and insisted on following the purple-clad inspector back to the imperial capital.
Ding Xiaoyi let out a long sigh.
In the Yong Dynasty, such sea arrest notices were issued throughout the country, and they were wanted nationwide.
Looking at this notice, Ding Xiaoyi finally threw it away.
Tie Buyi's resolute face and his majestic body appeared in his mind. It seemed that Tie Buyi was doomed this time.
The little girl in his arms snored softly. Ding Xiaoyi hugged the little girl and rushed to the courtyard.
At this moment, several figures slowly walked towards him,
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed, and he recognized those figures as the guards beside the fat young man.
"My young master is trying to persuade you with good intentions, but you are being arrogant and unreasonable to my young master. I would like to advise you to keep the little one in your hands."
A big man in smart clothes said coldly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"roll",
Ding Xiaoyi felt anger rising in his chest, and he yelled at the group of well-dressed men.
He was already in a bad mood, but being misunderstood by that wretched fat man made him very angry.
"Since you still refused to drink the toast and drank the fine wine, I won't be polite to you. Remember, my young master is the Qingyi envoy of Fengbo Pavilion and the legitimate son of the Cui family in Liangzhou."
The condensed eyes of the well-dressed man shot out with a frosty light, and he said fiercely to Ding Xiaoyi.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard that the other party was from Fengbo Pavilion, he couldn't help but sneer.
"Go on, kill this kid, remember not to hurt the little guy."
The well-dressed man shouted to his companions.
At this time, the night wind blew slowly,
There were no pedestrians on the streets, and it was almost the curfew time in Liangzhou City.
Of course, the curfew is just a blank piece of paper for the noble families in Liangzhou City.
"call",
Several well-dressed guards greeted Ding Xiaoyi with their huge fists raised.
They did not raise their weapons, mainly because they were afraid of hurting the little girl in Ding Xiaoyi's arms.
But Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes,
His figure swayed, his foot slipped, and his body strangely passed between the fists.
And the two fingers of his left hand turned into swords, condensing the powerful sword energy.
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His figure was as fast as the wind, and he quickly counted on the chests of the well-dressed guards.
"puff",
One of the guards' expression changed drastically,
He felt as if a sharp knife was piercing his chest, causing a sharp stabbing pain in his chest.
Ding Xiaoyi’s figure is like the wind,
They passed in front of the guards, and his left finger turned into a sword and struck them hard on the chest.
These are just ordinary guards,
Although his cultivation had reached the fifth level, Ding Xiaoyi suppressed the murderous intention that surged in his heart.
at last,
He still didn't kill these guards,
The bloodthirsty aura in his mind surged like a tide, and he suppressed the bloodthirsty killing intent.
"Bang, bang, bang",
The guards were knocked away by Ding Xiaoyi with several fingers. Their faces were pale and bloodless, and they looked at Ding Xiaoyi in horror.
"Go away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
The bloodthirsty and murderous intention in Ding Xiaoyi's mind became more and more intense, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control his murderous intention.
"I didn't expect that you are actually a master, but I underestimated you."
The guard leader was not in a hurry to leave. Although he had some surprises, he was not panicked.
"Come out and capture this kid."
The leader of the guards shouted fiercely, but Ding Xiaoyi was shocked. There was actually an expert ambushing nearby.
"Swish, swish, swish",
Several figures rushed out from the darkness, and they were three old men holding long swords.
They wore a blue robe with the word Cui embroidered on it.
It turned out to be an offering from the Cui family in Liangzhou City.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the people who came were all practitioners of the sixth level, and they were all sword cultivators.
"It's quite interesting that Tang Jianxiu can actually bend himself to perform as an entertainer."
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the three Cui family worshipers coldly, and sarcastically said to them.
"Life is forcing me to live a different life, even if I am a swordsman."
An old man with thinning hair showed a bitter look on his face, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"You really insulted the word sword cultivator. If you don't even have a sword bone, you can't be called a sword cultivator at all."
Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and said.
"So what if we have sword bones? Our qualifications have already reached their limit, and it is unlikely that our cultivation will improve. It is better to find a noble family and enjoy our old age in peace."
The old man with thinning hair said sadly.
"Sword cultivators are fearless and have clear sword hearts. You have not even reached the state of clear sword hearts. No wonder you are so attached to wealth and wealth in this world."
Ding Xiaoyi's sword intention realm has reached the realm of sword chanting mountains and rivers, so he can naturally see that the sword intent realm of these three sword cultivators is not high.
"What nonsense are you talking to this kid? Kill him. Remember not to misunderstand that little girl."
The head guard shouted angrily,
"嗗",
Three long swords roared into the sky, and the sword light was dazzling.
Ding Xiaoyi, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, with more sword energy but less sword intent.
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The talents of these three old sword cultivators were really low, which surprised him, but it didn't matter anymore.
Since they have chosen to enjoy life in peace and become the canine teeth of a wealthy family, they must be prepared to be killed by others.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure glanced over, and he saw his left finger turning into a sword,
A brilliant sword energy burst out, and the sword energy around him roared.
The sword chants the mountains and rivers, and uses the power of heaven and earth to turn all things into swords.
The majestic sword intent roared up, and the sword intent lingering around him surged out like a tide.
The long swords in the hands of the three old men made trembling sounds.
It seemed that they wanted to escape from their hands, and the faces of the three old men became extremely ugly.
"Swords Crying Mountains and Rivers, you have actually reached the realm of Swords Crying Mountains and Rivers."
The long swords in the hands of the three old men trembled, and finally broke free from their hands and flew towards Ding Xiaoyi.
"Condensation",
Ding Xiaoyi points to the left.
The three long swords let out bursts of joyful sword chants, as if they had found a more suitable master for them.
"Wow",
The sword intent around Ding Xiaoyi spread out like a tide,
The three long swords stirred up an even brighter sword light, and the faint moonlight was torn apart by the three long swords.
The three long swords turned their aim respectively,
Floating in front of Ding Xiaoyi, the three long swords pointed at the three old men with fierce sword light.
Feeling that the long sword embodies the supreme pressure,
The faces of the three old men became extremely ugly, their expressions darkened, and the aura around them retreated like a tide.
"That's all, we are really rotten wood. We have lived a long time, but we are not as good as a weak young man."
The old man with thinning hair said sadly.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Kill him quickly."
The leader of the guards seemed not satisfied with the result, and he shouted angrily at the three old men again.
"Sword cultivators, move forward bravely. As long as you have a heart that is fearless, there is no need to be afraid no matter how low your cultivation level is. We have learned the lesson and thank you for your advice."
The old man with thinning hair and the other two old men bowed to Ding Xiaoyi and gave a big salute.
"嗗",
Ding Xiaoyi points to the left,
The three long swords made a sharp sound as they shot towards the three old men.
But the faces of the three old men were as calm as water, without any expression of fear.
"Seize, seize, seize",
There were three dull sounds in a row, and the three long swords were inserted into the ground beneath their feet.
"Three losers, you can't even get a little girl. The Cui family has raised you all in vain."
A gloomy voice sounded, and a fat young man walked slowly from a distance.
But Ding Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed,
When he saw the face that made him furious, he felt his brain explode with a bang.
"die",
Ding Xiaoyi's left finger stirred up a dazzling sword light,
The sword light tore apart the night and reached the fat young man's eyebrows in an instant.