Hearing Yinrou Baifa's threatening words, Leng Buyu actually agreed with his face and nodded. This reaction made Yinrou Baifa and other people in the inner palace think that the sword master of Muhan Tower was also a wise man.
Lord.
But what Leng Buyu said next caused the faces of all those who came from the inner palace to turn livid, then turn red with anger.
"What a pity. Even if the people in Muhan Tower want to surrender and be accepted by the court, they still need someone with weight to talk about this matter. What do you mean by a few dogs that can only bark!"
The feminine white-haired man couldn't bear it any longer. The followers beside him and those surrounding Leng Buyu all attacked him again without any explanation.
Leng Buyu tried several times, but these people from the inner palace were still too weak to make him really do it. He turned over and dodged the flying moves. It was also during this turning movement that he lifted up his cloak.
The only remaining dagger flew out of its sheath and flew toward the inner palace attendant beside him.
And he himself, holding the white sword Yingzhu in his hand, killed Yinrou Baifa.
The follower beside Yinrou with white hair did not know whether it was due to loyalty, slavery or brainwashing, but they instinctively stood in front of Yinrou with white hair. Leng Buyu's sword had been drawn out, and he did not care who was about to die. He slashed Huashan with one sword.
, a follower who looked extremely strong, had an arm cut off by a sword.
Looking at the wounds, both the flesh and the bones were all smooth. The fallen finger was covered in blood, and the finger moved slightly. Look at this extremely strong follower, without an arm, and the wound
, the blood is surging like a flood that has opened a floodgate, with no stopping trend.
This extremely strong follower had an extremely painful expression on his face, with fine sweat on his forehead and temples. However, despite this, he only grunted twice and did not roar in pain.
He took out his sword and added another kick, kicking this extremely strong follower four to five feet away.
This person was considered useless. Leng Buyu didn't stop. With a move of his wrist, the white sword in his hand slashed to one side, leaving a deep bone-visible scar on the face of another follower.
This disfigured follower did not have the endurance of the extremely strong follower. He let go of his hand, the sword fell to the ground, and covered his face with his hand. His fingers just touched the wound, and he almost fainted from the pain.
From Leng Buyu's point of view, his sword was merciless, it only ruined the opponent's appearance, but did not invalidate his moves.
After easily dealing with the two of them, Leng Buyu thrust forward with his sword, directly stabbing the feminine white-haired woman in the heart. The followers behind Leng Buyu wanted to stop Leng Buyu, but the sword was flying around.
The dagger, however, was like a summer fly that could not be caught, so it was swatted away, circled in the air and stuck to the body again.
Of course, the dagger is more scary than the flies, and flies are just disgusting, but this dagger is not only disgusting, but also full of infinite threats to people.
The remaining followers in front of the Yinrou white-haired body rushed forward and turned into a human wall in front of the Yinrou white-haired body.
If these people were calm at this time, they would have a chance to kill Leng Buyu if they besieged or attacked him. But the terrifying strength Leng Buyu showed earlier had already caused fear in their hearts. To say that a little fear will not affect the life and death of a duel.
, then it’s a lie.
Leng Buyu was like chopping melons and vegetables, which made all these followers lose their glory. But those behind him were still tortured by the dagger.
Finally, the white sword in Leng Buyu's hand pierced the Yinrou White-haired abdomen. Yinrou White-haired vomited out a mouthful of blood. If Leng Buyu hadn't dodged in time, she wouldn't have been able to wear the new cloak for a while.
Been in trouble?
Seeing Yin Rou's white-haired dying figure, these internal servants were stunned for an instant. They all froze on the spot, and some even had their weapons dropped to the ground.
"No!"
A horrified roar did not come from the mouths of these followers. A black shadow came over, Leng Buyu frowned slightly, drew out his sword, turned around and distanced himself from the feminine white hair.
Looking again, the man in black was standing where Leng Buyu was standing. Although his face could not be seen, the eyes that were exposed were full of fear and uneasiness.
The man in black is back, and Yaowu's robe has also returned to Leng Buyu's side. He is still holding the two daggers in his hands, breathing heavily, and his chest is rising and falling. Look at this, the black and white two just now The competition is also quite strenuous.
Yaowan lightly bumped Leng Buyu with his shoulder and asked: "Leng Mouyu, this, this, what, um, what's going on?"
Looking at him, he looked really tired. His speech seemed to be stuttering, and he even swallowed a lot of saliva during the process.
Leng Buyu shrugged and said in a nonchalant tone: "I don't know, this old eunuch seems to have a lot of background."
Seeing the panicked look of the man in black, Yaowan swallowed again and said, "Yes, I think so too. Look, this guy's attitude towards the old eunuch now is like... …”
Yaowuan didn't finish his words for a long time, but Leng Buyu snorted coldly and finished the rest of the words for Yaowuan: "It's like treating his biological father."
After Yaowan heard this, he bumped Leng Buyu with his shoulder again, and said with a smile: "Leng Mumu, I haven't seen you for just a few days, why have you become so bad?"
After hearing this, Leng Buyu couldn't help but frown slightly as he recalled his behavior in the past few days when Yaowian was gone. It seemed that the words he spoke during these days, not to mention his character, were indeed somewhat different from those in the past.
But what exactly is the difference and why it is so, I don’t know the details.
Before the Sword Master of Mu Han Tower and the King of Thieves could talk nonsense again, they heard a cry of pain as charming as a silver bell. The two of them couldn't help but frown and looked at the sound.
The fight between Bu Ran and the killing cold wind is coming to an end. It seems that Bu Ran is defeated by the killing cold wind?
There was worry on Leng Buyu's face, but Yaowu's eyes widened. Then, a fierce light burst out, as if he had murderous intent.
Leng Buyu didn't have time to stop him. After all, his body skills were not as good as Yaowu's, and the silly Yaozi had already turned into a white shadow and fled out.
Seeing Yao Wang rushing out with murderous intent in his eyes, Leng Buyu couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's broken!"
Yaowan was so excited, naturally because he saw something he didn't want to see. He saw blood stains on the undyed colorful clothes. The blood stains didn't look like they were splashed on them, but more like they seeped out and stained the clothes. Soaked.
Yaowan roared, passed by Buran's side, and rushed towards the killing cold wind. Buran was anxious in her heart. Although she exclaimed "No", the white shadow passed by her and went straight towards the handsome young man. .
The two daggers in Yaowu's hands threw out beautiful sword flowers, and then they held them behind their backs, and slashed towards the killing cold wind. How could the killing cold wind know that the white shadow thieves' movements were so fast, even though he tried hard to resist with the short swords in his hands. , but two fists are no match for four hands, and a single sword is no match for two swords.
Soon, under Yao Wang's fierce attack as fast as the wind, Ji Ming Han Feng was at a disadvantage. A flaw was revealed, and the dagger in Yao Wang's hand was already placed between Ji Ming Han Feng's neck.
look into his eyes
She was as angry as a wild beast, panting heavily, and her chest kept rising and falling. It was really scary to look like that. But there was no fear in Hanfeng's heart. The feeling in her heart was indescribable, as if she was unwilling, and a bit bitter.
After all, Yaowuan did not move the sword forward any further. He looked at the killing cold wind with ferocious eyes, and words came out from between the upper and lower rows of teeth one by one: "The only way to hurt the woman who hurt me Yaowuan is to die.
Atonement!”
"Yao, no!"
Bu Ran walked over quickly, grabbed Yao Wang's wrist, frowned slightly, and looked nervous?
"Why? If she dares to hurt you, I will take her life. It is only natural and right!"
Buran couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands, wrinkling the sleeves of Yao Wang's white clothes. Bu Ran bit his lip and said, "Yao, you can't touch him."
"Why!"
"Yao, he is from the inner government."
Hearing this far-fetched reason, Yaowan chuckled, and then said: "Buran, that guy Leng Buyu also killed that old eunuch. No matter how you say it, that old eunuch's identity is better than this killing cold wind.
Is it more expensive? This old eunuch can kill, so why can’t he kill this guy?"
Hearing Yao Wangyi's words, Buran's expression became even more nervous, but he opened and closed his mouth, but still couldn't speak.
At this time, Leng Buyu walked up, stretched out his hand, patted Yaowu's shoulder, and said: "Yaozi, the cold wind cannot kill you."
Yaowan turned around, his eyes were still fierce, and it was still the same two words: "Why!"
Leng Buyu shook his head and said: "Because, the urging Hanfeng is the real idler in the inner palace."
If ordinary people hear Leng Buyu's words, they may wonder. Because Ji Mingfeng is the real idler in the inner palace? Then, what about the old eunuch and the large group of followers the old eunuch brought?
What?
But Yao Wang understood what he meant. Now that he understood, Yao Wang took back the dagger in his hand. He handed the two daggers back to Leng Buyu, looking at Han Feng with a fierce look as before.
Yaowan chuckled and said, "Sooner or later I'm going to skin this damn fat guy!"
When Ji Ming Han Feng heard Yao Wang's words, he understood that the fat man he was talking about was not her, but as a woman, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart. What made her even more uncomfortable was Yao Wang's fierce eyes.
The cold wind looked at Buran, and there was a moment of fierceness and murderous intent in her eyes.
Her murderous intention was only for a moment, but when she saw Leng Buyu's cold eyes, she felt inexplicable fear in her heart. Listening to Leng Buyu said: "Ji Ming Hanfeng, if you don't want to abide by this rule, I advise you,
Put away that stupid idea."
"Stupid people, do you know how stupid things you have done!"
Following the shouts, Yaowan waited for a strong gust of wind to hit behind the three of them. Then he turned around, only to be greeted by a huge dark red palm print.
Leng Buyu moved his body and used the white sword Yingzhu in his hand to break up the huge dark red palm print.
One palm of the man in black was broken, and then another. Leng Buyu also struck one sword after another, breaking up these huge dark red palm prints.
The man in black finally approached them, but the distance was only a foot away, and they could only hear the sound of "rustling". They were densely packed, and a cloud of ghost-headed darts came over like raindrops.
Seeing the man in black at such a distance and using so many hidden weapons, Yaowu didn't wait for Leng Buyu to take action, but Yaowu took action one step ahead of him.