Faced with this life-and-death emergency, Young Master Jingqi's brain immediately shut down. As soon as he got on his horse and prepared to escape, the poisonous poisonous organization and Chu soldiers outside were already surrounding him.
"Master Jing, where are you going~"
The killers of the drug poisonous organization all cover their faces with black scarves, and their uniforms are plain black cloth without any strange tights or the like.
The leader is wearing a headband and a scarf, with two black ribbons flying backwards. The most unique thing is a pair of black and purple hands, which makes people think of Da Siming who practices the skull blood handprint.
"Hmph, after so many years as a drug addict, it's rare to encounter such a great achievement like yours. Young Master Jingqi, if you want to blame me, let's blame your cruel father."
This man was Du Shi who fled from Han and Wei to the Chu Kingdom, and later took refuge in Li Yuan. His extraordinary claw skills allowed him to quickly climb up the ranks within the Poisonous Poison.
With a wave of his hand, the soldiers came up to kill the Jing clan members.
"The poisonous people should die, protect the young master!"
"Cover the young master and kill him!"
Several guards surrounded Jing Qi and tried to break out. Their martial arts skills were not bad, and there was nothing ordinary soldiers could do. The dozens of people in the core united together and slowly moved to the side.
"The Jing clan still has a few decent men left." Du Shi saw the martial arts of these guards, and after knowing it in his mind, purple smoke began to rise from his hands, "It's a pity, you want to escape from me,
That’s a fool’s dream!”
Led by him, the poisonous killers began to join in the fight. With two purple arcs, the backs of the two guards were torn open from top to bottom. The profane leg squatted on one person's shoulder, and smiled at the person with "hehe"
After twisting his neck, his figure appeared above the other person's head again.
The ghostly shadows were like ghosts lingering around them. These black and purple claws shuttled through the crowd. The skin and flesh of those who were hit were torn to pieces, and the death was terrifying.
"Shan, Mandrill Ghost Claw... you are the top-notch killer in the world right now!"
Someone recognized this terrifying claw skill and knew that this killer was the most notorious master under Li Yuan in recent years.
"Haha, you are an idiot." Du Shi flashed behind this man and dug his claws into his chest. The clothes on his chest exploded, and four black finger prints oozed out from his chest. This man would definitely not survive.
Already.
Mandrill, also known as "mountain poison", is a mountain spirit shaped like a child, with one leg backwards. It is happy to commit crimes at night. It is called Mandrill. It is a ghost in people's legend. Mandrill Ghost Claw is the evil spirit that has made its way in the world.
name.
Jing Qi watched helplessly as his guards continued to be killed and injured, and the crowd around him gradually thinned out. His lips were completely bloodless, and he said absently, "It's over, it's over... I can't escape..."
At this time, a scarlet and thick sword light flew over, and the Chu soldiers were cut off into an open space. A special sword appeared in the field of vision.
Looking from the tip of the sword with a cold light, the texture of the sword becomes darker and deeper, making people feel a sense of awe as if they are facing an abyss. The inscription engraved near the sword grid is incomplete, and it can be vaguely discerned as the characters of the Chu Kingdom - "
"Lone Deer".
"Dulu? Longyuan Sword! Who are you?!" Dushi felt the power of the sword coming from him, a chill ran down his spine, and he already had a bad premonition in his heart.
"The eleventh generation descendant of the Fengbeard family, Fengtu. Dushi, I remember you. Back then you also participated in the action to kill the sword demon, but you escaped without fighting."
Feng Tu recognized Wu Shi, the participant in the chaos five years ago that made Feng Beard's swordsman the laughing stock of the world. This discovery made him feel murderous.
"I didn't die in the hands of the sword demon, but now I die by this sword, it's the same."
Long Yuan's sword came out, with impeccable power and speed, killing the soldiers surrounding Jing Qi in a circle, and then rushed towards Du Zhen's killers. Only then did the killers realize that the enemy's long sword had arrived.
Feng Tu picked up a person with a sword, swung the sword out and inserted it into his chest. He then drew out the chasing sword, hung the golden hook upside down and kicked one to death in the air. When he landed, the sword energy billowed in all directions, trying to surround him while he was still young.
All the killers were killed by the sword energy.
In just one encounter, more than ten people died tragically. Feng Tu drew his sword and stood up. A strong wind hit the back of his head. With an indifferent expression, he raised the sword behind his back;
A claw wrapped with internal force struck the sword body. There was no sound, only the air at the collision was slightly distorted.
Only then did Du Shi clearly see the detailed and detailed picture of the Long Yuan Sword. The blood of the divine sword that had just killed a man was soaked in most of the sword's body. The texture on it was originally like a giant dragon lying down, but with the water of blood, it seemed to come alive.
Just by staring at it, he felt a sense of fear in his heart.
"No, it's impossible... You have such strength, how could you not take action in that chaos five years ago?"
The fact that he had predicted his sneak attack and easily blocked it with his backhand sword, as well as the stinging feeling from the sword that made his whole body shiver, all showed Feng Tu's strength.
In the past five years, with the help of Du Zhen's resources, he has entered the realm of Dacheng, and his self-confidence in blasphemy is no less than that of the world's heroes. Feng Tu's sword power made him relive the battle between Tian Guang and Sword Demon.
"Dacheng Peak, you have such strength, what were you doing five years ago~~"
He yelled in panic, because he seemed to have discovered a ridiculous and terrifying fact - five years ago, the Fengbeard family was made a laughing stock. If Feng Turuo had the strength, there was no way he would not take action, unless he was still very weak at that time.
Five years later, he was already a peak swordsman in Dacheng. Where did this completely unreasonable surge in strength come from?
The blood stains on Long Yuan's sword did not drip normally, and simply disappeared without a trace. Feng Tu frowned. There was no reason for the other party's ugly appearance. After all, he was also a person who had reached the realm of great achievement, so how could he be so unbearable?
He found that the profane pupils were staring closely at the Long Yuan Sword in his hand, with that look of horror, disbelief, and absurdity, and he knew the answer.
"You have given yourself another reason to die."
Wu Zixu Sword, the Feng Beard family has been pursuing this cursed sword. It is precisely because Feng Beard got the skills left by Wu Zixu by chance, a set of skills specially created for the Long Yuan Sword - Integrity and Nobility.
The sword, the sword that kills and thirsts for blood, the most divine and most demonic sword technique.
This is also a portrayal of Wu Zixu's life. In the images of many famous officials in ancient China, he was not only a loyal minister, but also criticized for being cruel and tyrannical.
"Wu Zixu's filial piety and pure loyalty are astonishing to the heavens and the earth, and he is also the most powerful of Chu."
"Being brave and rude, acting without regard for others, not only betrays his own king, but also betrays the king of others. Wu Zixu is really a villain!"
Although Feng Beard's sword manual has been passed down for more than two hundred years, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of hundreds of scholars. In terms of sword-making skills, he is not as good as Chu Mo and the Xu family, a peasant soldier; in terms of strength, he is not worth mentioning.
In order to use Chu Di's rivers and lakes to pursue Lu Yan, Luo Wang threw out the Long Yuan Sword, which gave Feng Beard the chance to meet a powerful family, and the great chaos five years ago was born from this.
Feng Tu can quickly acquire such strength, and the bloodthirsty dragon abyss in his hand is the source of his powerful power.
"Go! Come on!" Dushi recovered from the shock and ordered his men to charge, but he was already thinking of escaping.
Damn it, that's a magic sword, and you've become a peak swordsman. I'm a claw-handling guy, who's going to risk my life with you!
"I want to run away!" Feng Tu killed the killers who were getting in the way, and the bloody shadow rushed out, aiming at the fleeing Murderous Houxin, and was about to slash out with his sword.
"Jing Qi, go to hell~" Du Shi turned around and threw the six flying knives in his hand towards Jing Qi who was escaping over there.
Feng Tu changed his target and chopped down six flying knives in the air. When he turned around, he found that the opponent had run away. He took a deep look into the distance, turned around and protected Jing Qi and killed him.