my infinite personality

He even fears Shang Xiufang like a snake and scorpion, and the Dugu family is the same for him.

Joining the family is like putting a rope on the wolf and turning the wolf into a dog.

If the other party's request is too high, he will run away.

"Kill one person, save one person." Dugufeng said.

"Kill who?"

"Fu Junmao, the first apprentice of Master Yijian, Fu Cailin."

Others would not dare to kill such a person, or use it to make a name for themselves, but the Dugu family is not afraid.

"Save who?"

"The bearded man."

Curly bearded guest, one of the Three Heroes of Fengchen, whose real name is Zhang Zhongjian.It is said that he was originally the son of Zhang Jiling, the richest man in Yangzhou. When he was born, his father thought he was ugly and wanted to kill him. He was rescued and studied as a Kunlun slave, and learned a strange martial art.

Fu Junmei was killed because she was trying to assassinate the emperor; and the bearded man was saved because he had the formula of longevity that the emperor wanted in his hand.

"Three years, I want an answer."

"it is good."

After the deal was reached, the Dugu family prepared luggage and horses for Li Lin, and they were ready to leave for Yangzhou.

Shang Xiufang looked at the leaving swordsman and plucked the strings in her hands.

"When a person has a higher goal in his heart to climb, he will not care about the mud under his feet, and he may face the unbearable pain of ordinary people in the most peaceful way."

"He will be the one who replaces Fu Cailin, someone who can truly change the situation, so I made my own bet, that is myself." Shang Xiufang said looking at the swordsman's back.

"Get ready to clean up Dugu Sword!"

"You are so determined that he will win." Dugufeng doubts Shang Xiufang's firmness.

But Shang Xiufang's answer was only one word.

"Yes."

Can a lonely swordsman, a great master from a great country, really aspire to the pinnacle of swordsmanship?

Chapter 450 Six Korean Women

Chapter 458 Chapter 450

On the commanding platform of Yuwenhua and Zhuoli battleships, the two sides of the river can be seen as far as the eye can see.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and the stars and moon in the sky were eclipsed by the lights of the five giant ships, which seemed to show the rise of his Yuwen clan, which made the southern gentry also lose their former glory.

Yu Wenhua is about thirty years old, tall and thin, with long hands and feet, an ancient face, a cold expression, a pair of eyes that are deep and unpredictable, giving people the impression of being cold and ruthless, but there is also a domineering domineering. .

These five warships were built under the personal supervision of Yang Su, the founding minister of the Sui Dynasty. They were named the Five-tooth Warship. The deck has five floors and is twelve feet high. Each ship can accommodate eight hundred soldiers.

The five-masted sails were fully stretched, and the fleet drove towards Jiangdu downstream of the canal at a speed like galloping horses.

And also on the river, a lone boat is drifting.

The woman in white on the boat was motionless, with a serious expression on her face, and the two gangster-looking teenagers were sneaking around, looking at someone who didn't look like a good person.

Suddenly there was a long howl, and a figure approached from a distance with an astonishing speed.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a brilliant person in Central Earth." Fu Junmao felt the deep inner strength of the visitor, and was not only shocked in his heart.

The two of them were stunned for a while, could it be that the woman in white was a woman from another race outside the territory.

"Two little devils, let me steer the sail." The woman in white stood up abruptly, pressed her hand on the hilt of her sword, and said in a deep voice:

"We won't." Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling complained endlessly.

"You have to understand even if you don't understand, here we come!" The woman in white said impatiently:

The two looked up in amazement, only to see a figure, from small to large, pounced on the fishing boat like a big bird, the momentum was astonishing.

The two couldn't help throwing themselves at the rudder of the boat, the man had already flown to the top of the small boat for a long distance, with strong energy, he was directly pressed down.

The surrounding air was as cold as ice, and the cold air permeated through every hole, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's teeth chattered, and they staggered from side to side.

The heavily veiled woman in white couldn't see her real expression, but she could feel the dignity of the woman in white.

The sail lost control and was hit by the river water. Coupled with the strange swirling force of Yu Wenhua and Bingxuan Jin, the boat tilted and turned, and it was in danger of capsizing at any time.

"Chong!"

The woman in white drew her long sword out of its sheath and jumped up.

Tens of thousands of strong lights shot up into the sky, facing Yu Wenhua and attacking.

The cold air immediately subsided by half, and when Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who were about to freeze to death, regained consciousness, the two masters had already confronted each other head-on.

As one of the four surnamed fighting clans, Yuwen, the leader of Yuwen, is the most outstanding master. Even Shi Longyi, who was famous in Yangzhou, died under his hands.

"boom!"

Fighting with swords.

In the blink of an eye, the woman in white stabbed him with twelve swords, and he returned twelve palms.

The two fell apart.

Yu Wenhua let out a loud howl, borrowing his strength to cross the pole,

The woman in white fell back on the boat, but she spat out a mouthful of blood, and Yu Wenhua and her old injury recurred, also spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Crush them." Yu Wenhuaji directly ordered.

Over the years, due to his high position and weight, he has rarely fought against others.

Shi Long was just a waste, but the strange kung fu of that bearded man caused him to suffer extremely serious injuries.

The big boat had crashed into the small boat, and the bamboo hat of the woman in white suddenly tore apart, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The three of them sank directly to the bottom of the river, and the vortex that was rolled up killed three of them.

Seriously injured, Fu Junmao felt the terrifying dark pressure coming from all directions, sinking towards the endless river, and the fear of suffocation brought the most primitive fear.

Death, the darkness of death was covering the rest of her life.

But just when she was about to despair, a hand, a strong hand suddenly grabbed him.

Accompanied by a strong force, Fu Junmao was dragged out of the river by the bottom of the water, and the man walked towards the shore step by step with Fu Junmao in his arms.

Feeling the warm embrace, the body fainted involuntarily.

I don't know how long she slept, Fu Junmao woke up from a coma, and saw the sun shining all over the field, her body was warm, and the heat seemed to penetrate into her soul, and she groaned in comfort. Rumbled in the direction of the side, only to wake up to what happened yesterday, woke up with a shock, opened his eyes, and sat up.

But he saw a man lighting a fire beside him, and he was a little disheveled.

Fu Junmao's pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and her almond eyes were round, staring at the man fiercely.

"You have suffered a serious injury and need to recuperate." The man said slowly.

Fu Junmao didn't think that the other party was a good person. In the Sui people's territory, everyone was her enemy.

"Who are you?" Fu Junmao asked.

"The one who killed you." The man handed the grilled fish to Fu Junmei.

"Since you want to kill me, why did you save me? It must be because of the secret." Fu Junmao didn't take the swordsman's fish for fear of being poisoned.

"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago. If you are full, your injuries will heal faster." Dugu Jian said.

Fu Junmao took the fish half-believingly, very puzzled.

But suddenly she saw the man's eyes, those eyes were like looking at the dead.

"Are you really going to kill me!?"

"Yes, but what I want to kill is you intact, because I want to see Master Yijian's swordsmanship. Killing you who is injured will not win you." When the swordsman talked about the sword, a burst of incomparable Brilliant light, the kind of intoxicated fascination.

That light has already made Fu Junmao understand everything, this is a warrior who dedicates everything to the sword.

Bite the fish in his hand, while the swordsman picked up the long sword stuck in the ground.

"I'm going to kill a few people, you'll be safe staying here."

On the shore, Yu Wenhuaji was leading a group of people to search for traces of Fu Junmao. He caught the two punks in his hands and was thinking of ways to get out of trouble.

But when Yu Huaji was walking, he suddenly felt a chill.

"Who!?"

The shadow of the sword appeared, the bone-piercing sword energy struck, Yu Wenhuaji retreated extremely quickly, he pushed fast, but the people around him were not so lucky, the gorgeous sword light flashed past, and they cried out repeatedly .

When everyone reacted, they saw that there were seven complete people missing and seven blind people added in the world.

The swordsman holding the sword stood by the river, holding a heavy long sword in his hand, but it was this heavy long sword that stabbed seven people blind in one breath.

"What a fast sword." Yu Wenhuaji exclaimed.

"Dugu Sword, I have taught you."

As soon as the words fell, it was the sword shadow that struck again. It was so close that it couldn't be added, Yu Wenhuaji didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

People in the world always think that a congenital master must not be a match for a grandmaster, and a grandmaster must not be a match for a grand master, but if this is the case, then why bother to fight, just show your cultivation directly.

The real fact is that Yu Wenhua and martial arts have high internal strength, and the swordsman is indeed no match.

But the swordsman was born to kill death.

Chapter 450 The Seventh Three Heroes

Chapter 459 Chapter 450

The swordsman has the will to die, but Yu Huaji doesn't.

So he could only retreat, and when the long sword tore his clothes, he knew who he had met.

The sword lunatic, who has existed since ancient times, has abandoned everything and only exists for the sword.

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles.One sword light cold nineteen continents.

The sword of the person in front of him is only to bring death and destruction to the enemy.

A pair of iron palms fluttered, Yu Wenhua and the whole body were filled with cold air, and the family's Xuanbing Jin formed a field full of cold air around the body, intending to delay the swordsman's attack, and the flying fist shadow palm prints would kill the swordsman on the spot.

But the fast sword light didn't care at all, like a meteor flying from outside the sky, it suddenly disappeared, but nothing could stop the light and speed at that moment.

At the moment of the collision, Yu Wenhuaji folded his hands together to clamp the swordsman's sword, but the tip of the sword had pierced Yu Wenhuaji's throat, and a drop of blood dripped down.

"You are really not afraid of death!" Yu Wenhua said in surprise, the pain in his throat was extremely sharp.

Although the world is full of people killing people, he has never seen such a life-threatening swordsmanship.

It turned out that no matter how exquisite Yu Huaji's moves were, the swordsman's sword pointed directly at his throat, even if Yu Wenhua used the same deadly and ruthless moves.

But the swordsman's sword always faces a straight direction.

"Killing people, killing people, this is Jiang Hu, your stupidity surprised Dugu Jian." The swordsman said coldly.

If you want to kill, you have to be killed.

People in the Jianghu, if they don't have such awareness, they are not qualified people in the Jianghu.

But in Yu Wenhuaji's view, this is not the case.

From Yu Wenhuaji's point of view, martial arts is just a technique of protection, and rivers and lakes are just a distance from a temple.

So he lost, and he deserved to lose.

"What a murderer. Since the Dugu family wants to take the credit, then I will give it to you."

Urged by Dugu Jian's sword energy, Yu Wenhuaji could no longer suppress his injury, so he ran away.

He didn't dare to gamble his life with the swordsman, his life has greater value, and he shouldn't die here.

Yu Wenhuaji ran away, but the swordsman stayed where he was, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood that fell on the ground was mixed with extremely cold coagulated ice, which directly caused the vegetation to wither and cut off its vitality.

"The Yuwen family's Xuan Bing Jin is well-deserved." Dugu Jian held his chest, leaning on the ground with his long sword. "But since your Excellency has already come, why hide?!"

At this moment, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were completely unaware of the reaction between the lightning and flint, and a burly man was already standing behind them.