Fu Canglu

Chapter 521
The sound of heaven and earth rushing to kill was loud.

Ren Pingsheng had no time to take care of other voices.

He clenched his numb hands, and before he could hesitate, he clenched his two-handed sword again.

The palms of both hands were already dripping with blood.

Naturally, he can control the sword with his out-of-body vitality.

But in front of him was Xi Yao sitting alone on the Bachi Mountain in the Western Regions, so he couldn't tolerate him not cheering up.

If he doesn't personally hold the sword in his hand, the outcome will be decided quickly.

In fact, the outcome has already been determined.

He just wanted to delay the outcome of the victory and defeat a little bit more slowly.

So that the green armored man behind him can escape from the Western Regions smoothly.

"Miscalculated."

He lowered his eyebrows and laughed at himself.

Liang Liang, who was only a few meters away from the opposite side, did not make a move for the first time, but stood still, with his hands hanging down, his blood-red sleeves fluttering like fire.

Xi Yao calmed down and joked softly, "What? Didn't expect that?"

The blue shirt was blood-stained, sticky and soaked, and it was wrapped around Jiang Qingyi's body obediently at this moment.

He shook his head gently, and said in a calm tone, "I think about it."

From the corner of his eyes, Ren Ping caught a glimpse of the army embracing in front, and the front battalion separated from the rear battalion, enveloping him and Xi Yao.

Xi Yao didn't care at all.

She just wanted to take Jiang Qingyi's head.

Since Jiang Qingyi did not escape.

Then she doesn't care about other things.

The [-] sixteen-character battalion is, logically speaking, enough to kill any grandmaster in the world.

But at this moment, it would be a big joke to want to massacre Xi Yao.

The [-] elite who turned around and turned back were sent into the mouths of the Western Regions.

The surrounding area is a beast horde that is ten times stronger.

Liang Liang, who was sure of winning, had the corners of his lips slightly raised, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Her hands were hanging down, her sleeves were fluttering, and her spirit was almost at its peak.

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath and looked at Xi Yao.

Liang Liang didn't mind that this master of swordsmanship in Xiguan took advantage of this extremely rare opportunity to recover his little physical strength.

She hadn't had a serious fight in a long time.

In all fairness, she hopes that this human master of swordsmanship can use some sword moves that make her feel novel.

For a long time, human sword cultivators have been a different kind of existence.

Liang Liang never underestimated Ren Pingsheng.

Even in the South China Sea Holy Association, Ren Pingsheng is a whole head shorter than the five evildoers.

But there are too few sword cultivators in the world.

If Li Changge came out of the Northern Wei Dynasty, then a sword repairer.

The expression in Liang Liang's eyes changed slightly.

If the current Ren Pingsheng is replaced by Li Changge.

Even if she has the Classic of Mountains and Seas in her hand, she would never dare to underestimate the enemy, let alone distract her at this moment to give her opponent a chance to breathe.

"Before the fight, there are a few words I want to say."

The thin man in front of him didn't seem to give up on this great opportunity to regain his strength.

Even want to delay a little longer.

Liang Liang just looked at him coldly.

Ren Pingsheng smiled and rubbed his numb cheeks, shaking his bloody hands.

The young phoenix hates it nine times, and sticks it on the ground.

He straightened his back, swayed, and said with a loud laugh: "When you fight to the death, you must leave some last words, right?"

The Qingjia Confucian general in the rear is not far away from him.

About to get off the horse.

Next, as expected, he will stand shoulder to shoulder with himself.

The fool.

Ren Pingsheng scolded with a smile: "Jiang Qingyi!"

Jiang Qingyi, who was separated by a certain distance, was slightly startled.

"idiot!"

"Bastard!"

Ren Pingsheng cursed loudly.

He looked up to the sky and laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.

In order to resist the Western Demon, he used the taboo volume of "Sword Classic", and finally won the rest time at this moment. At this moment, the sword energy and vitality in his body are about to return to their peak.

Back to light.

The man's hands had long since left the sword.

That's why Liang Liang gave him time to breathe.

He turned around seemingly "casually", and his vitality stretched along the soles of his feet, reaching the tip of Fengchu Jiuhen, the sword that was inserted into the ground.

The young phoenix rose from the ground with nine hates, and instantly turned into two long rainbows!
Chop down!

Xi Yao's pupils shrank slightly.

She took a step forward, crossed her hands, and slapped a sword away.

The man in the green shirt soaked in blood swayed, but instead of moving forward, he swept back at an extremely fast speed.

Abandon the sword and retreat!

"Sixteen Character Battalion! Stop her!"

Ren Pingsheng smashed his body into the crashing iron cavalry, opened his arms, hugged Jiang Qingyi, and rolled in the torrent of horseshoes. He was so lucky that he was not stepped on by the horseshoe. Feng Chu and Jiu Hen turned into streamers from the horizon, and got into the cavalry of the rear battalion army that was split in half and then split in half again.

Yes.

Ten thousand troops can't bury you Xi Yao.

But if you want to kill through, how easy is it?

I just need to block you, block you, block you.

How can you chase me, chase me, kill me?
Ren Pingsheng laughed out loud, his voice was wild and hearty like never before. After he used the taboo scroll of the sword scriptures, he raised his head high. Holding Jiang Qingyi, it was as easy as carrying a chick, with big sleeves catching the wind.

Among the cavalry.

Jiang Qingyi was a little perplexed.

"idiot."

Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Usually you are very smart, why do you do stupid things when it's critical?"

Jiang Qingyi was a little aggrieved and speechless.

"I just went to stop her. If I can't stop her, won't I run for my life?"

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said, "You still want to stay and die with me?"

As the skinny swordsman was on his way, he kept urging the taboo scroll of the sword scriptures, his complexion became more rosy, and his laughter became more cheerful.

Jiang Qingyi didn't know what he was laughing at.

Ren Pingsheng has always been a man of few words.

Jiang Qingyi asked cautiously: "So is it out of danger now?"

Ren Pingsheng, who was carrying Jiang Qingyi, hummed lightly.

While he was distracted from manipulating Fengchu Jiuhen, he squeezed out a bright smile and said, "You will be able to return to the City Lord's Mansion in the west barrier in a short time."

Fengchu and Jiuhen shuttled through the black armor tide.

These two swords took away almost all of his sword energy and vitality.

He wanted to manipulate these two swords to point Xi Yao in the wrong direction of pursuit.

Even if he didn't turn his head, Ren Pingsheng could still feel the suffocating killing flame behind him.

Even stronger than Yan Xiaoqi.

Yan Xiaoqi killed people like mowing grass.

Xi Yao kills people like killing grass.

The fire swept through, and not a single blade of grass grew.

The Sixteen Character Battalion simply cannot stop such a massacre!

Fengchu was caught up first.

Then came Nine Hate.

The two swords whimpered and were held in Liang Liang's hands.

That fiery red figure rushed out in a long straight line among the army of the Sixteen Character Battalion.

Extending the sword energy, it leads straight to Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath.

His breathing began to become a little short.

His face was a little unnaturally red.

"Jiang Qingyi, do you still remember the line at the border of Xiguan?"

When he asked such a question, Jiang Qingyi was slightly taken aback.

Qing Jiaru subconsciously hummed, turned around and ran into Ren Pingsheng whose face was covered in blood.

A large amount of blood overflowed from Ren Pingsheng's nasal cavity.

These blood auras carried a ray of murderous aura.

Jiang Qingyi looked at Ren Pingsheng's unknowingly smiling face in astonishment.

He had a sour nose: "Ren Pingsheng, don't lie to me."

Ren Pingsheng touched his face, and as expected, he touched blood.

He was still smiling, showing his white teeth: "I didn't lie to you, I didn't lie to you. It's just the backlash of the sword scriptures, it's a trivial matter."

"Probably. How long will it take to reach the Western Barrier after arriving at the border of Xiguan?"

With a crying voice, Jiang Qingyi sniffed: "Half stick of incense."

"Okay. Half a stick of incense."

Ren Pingsheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

In front of him is the long line of the Xiguan border, which is separated by heavy snow.

Two worlds.

"Jiang Qingyi, listen, I have something to say now."

Ren Pingsheng smiled: "It must be said."

"I can't run away with you anymore. You'll hold me back."

He didn't go to see Jiang Qingyi.

The eye sockets began to bleed.

Ears buzzing.

So he can't see and he can't hear.

Ren Pingsheng just said to himself: "Well, the frontier is the Xiguan border, right?"

He chuckled lightly and said, "When we got here, we all ran away. Did you hear that?"

no respond.

He couldn't see the sword scripture backfired.

Just relying on the feeling, where should be in front of the eyes
Should have reached the border of Xiguan, right?
If he doesn't come again, he has nothing to do.

He originally wanted to send Jiang Qingyi farther.

Send it back to the West Barrier and send it to the City Lord's Mansion.

If possible, he would also like to send Jiang Qingyi to Luoyang, where he would wear the python robe and become the new vassal king of Xiguan.

just.

He has no more strength to send Jiang Qingyi a longer distance.

Ren Pingsheng said softly: "West Barrier City Lord's Mansion, my room, the second wooden cabinet from the left, the third drawer, there is a wooden sword."

He smiled to himself: "Let's compare."

The blind man, who can't see anything, said softly at this moment: "Let's see who is faster, and go to Xiguan first."

"I promise"

"I will go back to the Xiguan City Lord's Mansion before you find that wooden sword."

Ren Pingsheng said with a smile: "So you have to hurry up and get ahead of me, otherwise"

The voice stopped.

Someone threw himself into his arms.

He froze, then gently patted the head of the man in his arms, and scolded with a smile: "Childish, it's not a parting of life and death."

I pushed it gently, but found that it wouldn't move.

Ren Pingsheng said angrily, "Don't cry."

Gently pushed a second time, still not moving.

He frowned fiercely, and ruthlessly pushed Jiang Qingyi away from his arms.

"Jiang Qingyi!"

"Go away!"

"If you want me to live, get out!"

"The farther the better!"

Ren Pingsheng, after the backfire of the sword scriptures, was covered with unsheathed swords all over his body, without any trace of his usual gentle aura.

He said viciously, "Get out!"

After saying this sentence, Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, turned around, and suddenly shouted: "Fengchu!"

After an extremely long distance, the simple long sword broke free from the palm of No. 1 in the Western Regions and slipped into Ren Pingsheng's hands.

It was snowing heavily.

Then came the second sound.

"Nine hates!"

Amidst the roar of sword energy, Xi Yao landed in front of Ren Pingsheng.

She stared solemnly at the skinny swordsman in front of her whose aura had completely changed.

The two swords that were held in his palms were released one after another.

Ren Pingsheng raised his arms and pointed his two swords at Xi Yao in front of him.

His face was covered in blood, he had no hearing or vision.

The six senses are lost, and there are only two swords between heaven and earth.

It's called Fengchu, and it's called Jiuhen.

His hostility suddenly subsides.

The sword energy is extremely presumptuous.

He sensed that the Qingjia Confucian general had already left the border of Xiguan.

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's lips were slightly raised, and there was no longer any burden in his heart.

No worries, no worries, no life, no death.

Neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

(End of this chapter)