A knife in love

Chapter 1

It was raining heavily.

Li Qiufeng stood in the rain, but he didn't move.He knew that as long as he made a slight move, the mysterious figure lurking on the eaves of the hall would definitely make a move.

He knew that he was definitely not this person's opponent.

It was already three o'clock at night, although there were many masters in the palace, Li Qiufeng was the only one standing in the rain at this moment.

He didn't move, and neither did the man on the roof.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly pierced the dark night sky, and only at this moment, Li Qiufeng saw a man in black standing impressively on the eaves.Pale face, white sword.

After the lightning, Li Qiufeng saw darkness again, but he knew that the man in black had drawn his sword.

In the ****, a trace of cold sword energy was pressing towards the center of his brow.

Li Qiufeng jumped up and drew out his saber.

With a sharp sound of "Zheng", the swords intersected, and a few raindrops were blown away by the sword energy of the man in black, and shot directly at Li Qiufeng's face, which was extremely hot and uncomfortable.What's more terrible is that Li Qiufeng's right arm was sore and shocking from the shock of the man in black's sword. The sword technique he had practiced for 20 years was actually vulnerable to a single blow.

sound of rain.

Li Qiufeng put the long knife across his chest and listened attentively.He couldn't figure out why the man in black came here.When martial arts masters entered the palace, they either assassinated the emperor or robbed treasures.But this is neither the emperor's bedroom, nor the treasure house of the House of Internal Affairs, but the emperor's imperial study.Because of this, there is only one Ouchi guard on duty every night.

Li Qiufeng couldn't make a sound to warn, he knew that his voice couldn't be heard in the middle of the incident.

There was a soft sound of "Si", although the sound of the rain was loud, it couldn't cover up the sound of the sword cutting through the air.Li Qiufeng's heart trembled, the tiger roared, and the long knife cut back.

The long knife plunged into the wind and rain, like cutting into a ball of cotton.Li Qiufeng was stunned, and at this moment, another flash of lightning flashed by, and the man in black stood three feet in front of him, with the long sword in his right hand slowly stabbing towards his throat.And his long knife was actually wrapped by the big sleeve of the man in black's left arm.

Li Qiufeng let go of the knife and flew backward like an arrow. With a "bang", the back of my heart hit a big pillar in the corridor outside the Imperial Study Room.The impact was so strong that Li Qiufeng's chest hurt, his throat felt sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

The rain was louder.There seemed to be a cold light in front of Li Qiufeng's eyes. He knew that it was not lightning, but the sword light of the man in black.

Li Qiufeng closed his eyes and waited to die.

With a soft "click", his body was slightly pulled, and he couldn't help but tilted a little to the right.But this slight deviation saved his life.The man in black's long sword stuck to his throat and pierced into the pillar, and the cold sword aura made him shiver involuntarily.

"Your Excellency, why did you enter the palace at night?"

Although the rain was loud, it still couldn't cover the man's voice.

Li Qiufeng knew he was saved.The person who came was Yang Zhenzhong, the Commander of Jin Yiwei who was known as the "No. [-] Master in the Ouchi".Li Qiufeng knew that Yang Zhenzhong's martial arts were more than ten times better than his own. Although the mysterious man in black had high martial arts skills, he was still inferior to Yang Zhenzhong.

The night was dark and it was raining heavily.The three couldn't see each other clearly, but they didn't dare to be careless.

lightning.

Li Qiufeng suddenly realized that the man in black was standing in front of the pillar, and the long sword in his right hand had pierced into the pillar, but Yang Zhen suddenly appeared, and the man in black did not dare to withdraw his sword to make a sound, so he stood still like a zombie.

Yang Zhenzhong, dressed in a green robe, stood beside Li Qiufeng, with his hands in his sleeves, looking at the man in black with a half-smile.

Lightning is only a momentary event, followed by darkness of night.

"Qinghai Three Musketeers, are you Yan Dufei, or Leng Tiexin?"

Yang Zhenzhong asked coldly.The Qinghai faction lives outside the Central Plains, their martial arts are strange, and their whereabouts are strange, which has always been tolerated by the Central Plains martial arts.It's just that there are many masters in the Qinghai School, especially the "Three Musketeers of Death".These three are direct disciples of Shi Yunzong, the head of the Qinghai School. The eldest disciple, Qiao Sinan, has been missing for many years and is rumored to have died in the Western Regions. Only Yan Dufei and Leng Tiexin appear in the Jianghu from time to time.Li Qiufeng naturally knew the names of these two people, but he didn't know why they entered the palace at night.

The rain has slowed down, the wind has died down, and people can be seen vaguely.

"Leng Tiexin. You, Yang Zhenzhong?"

The man in black spoke word by word.Yang Zhenzhong laughed, and said: "That's right. Yang Zhenzhong is mere subordinate. The Great Swordsman Leng is famous in Qinghai, why bother to come to Beijing to wade through the muddy waters? You are a famous swordsman, and Yang doesn't want to embarrass you. You are leaving the palace right now." Let's go, Yang just pretend he didn't see it."

"No."

Leng Tiexin said these two words firmly, and slowly pulled the long sword out of the pillar.His sword penetrated every inch of the wood, although it was not deep, it was enough to kill a person, this person's sword was really accurate and ruthless.Li Qiufeng felt a chill in his heart, knowing that if Yang Zhenzhong hadn't rescued him, ten Li Qiufeng would not be able to avoid this sword.

"Since you don't want to leave, Yang will keep you here."

Yang Zhenzhong chuckled, his arms trembled, and there was a "huh", countless raindrops were blown up by the strong wind from his sleeves, hitting the walls and pillars, making a crackling sound.

"Shattering Yang Hand!"

Leng Tiexin was horrified.Yang Zhenzhong was born in Southern Shaolin, and later practiced the Tantric "Shattering Yang Hand" magical skill. His internal strength is not inferior to any top master in the world.Although Leng Tiexin has lived in Qinghai for a long time and knows the name of Yang Zhenzhong, but he doesn't take it too seriously since he has never failed since his debut.Seeing that Yang Zhenzhong's martial arts are so good at this time, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Qinghai School's swordsmanship is unrivaled in the northwest, there must be something unique, so Yang came to learn Mr. Leng's peerless martial arts, you can do it." Yang Zhenzhong said as he put his hands in his big sleeves again, but he didn't seem to be able to grasp Leng. Put your heart in your eyes.

Leng Tiexin snorted, pointed his long sword obliquely at the center of Yang Zhen, but his body did not move.

Knowing that the decisive battle between the two masters was imminent, Li Qiufeng could not help but take a few steps back.

The heavy rain had just stopped, and the rain fell from the eaves.

Yang Zhenzhong seemed to be smiling but was not smiling, still motionless.Leng Tiexin's face was solemn, and the long sword seemed to tremble slightly.

At this moment, there was a loud "click", and the long window of the imperial study room was blown out, and a beam of sword light, like a dragon in the sky, pierced Yang Yang's heart at the center of the earthquake.

Neither Li Qiufeng nor Yang Zhenzhong expected that there was actually one person hiding in the imperial study room.

(End of this chapter)