Martial arts: 10,000 times return, start with apprentice Xiaolongnu

Chapter 116 Kill Thirteen Swords, Yan Thirteen!!

Among the flowers.

A beautiful young girl carefully hid in it, not daring to make a sound, for fear of alarming the man like a demon.

This young girl was Su Ying in Wei Wuya’s mouth.

Because of her appearance, she resembled the Master of the Flower Palace whom Wei Wuya admired.

Therefore, since childhood, she was adopted by Wei Wuya as an adopted daughter and raised, and she was very fond of her.

In order to cultivate Su Ying’s temperament similar to that of the Lord of the Flower Shifting Palace, Wei Wuya was obedient to Su Ying from an early age, and also taught her various miscellaneous studies such as medical techniques and poison techniques.

In addition, in order to let Su Ying develop a cold and arrogant attitude.

Wei Wuya also deliberately let her live alone in a valley outside the rat hole, without any contact with outsiders, in order to develop her lonely and cold personality.

Although Wei Wuya would be regarded as Su Ying’s treasure, others would go crazy as long as they looked at it.

But perhaps it was because Su Ying was still young, or wei Wuya had always been undead to the moon thief and refused to swallow this breath easily.

From the time she adopted Su Ying until now, this rat spirit had never touched a finger of her.

But even so.

The intelligent and precocious Su Ying was still afraid of this man like a demon.

Although since he was seven or eight years old, he had to see him every two or three days, until now, When Shi Suying saw Zhang Yinyin’s ugly face, she was still trembling and trembling.

This time, the reason why she begged Wei Mai to take her out was to take advantage of the opportunity to escape!

At this moment, with the help of a soft brass pipe, Su Ying heard the conversation between Wu Wei Ya and Wei Mai clearly, and a cold chill suddenly arose in her heart.

The young girl furrowed her brows slightly, bit her thin lip lightly, and murmured, “Whether Wei Wuya can get the Moon Invitation Lord or not, he will not let me go…”

“What the hell am I going to do!?”

Although she was naturally intelligent, resourceful, and proficient in her own miscellaneous studies, Wei Wuya never taught her martial arts in order to prevent her from escaping.

In this case, even though Su Ying was brilliant, there was nothing she could do.

“Can I really only be a caged bird with wei toothless for the rest of my life?”

Su Ying’s eyes were poignant, Qingxiu’s pretty face appeared deeply helpless, a pair of slender jade hands clenched into fists, nails pierced into the palms, and a little blood dripped…

“No!”

“I’m not reconciled!”

“I haven’t seen the thousands of rivers and mountains outside, I haven’t seen the prosperity of the world, I must not be raised by Wei Wuya like this for a lifetime, I will definitely escape…”

Just when Su Ying kept thinking about how to escape in her heart.

A clear roar like laughter suddenly sounded on the cliff of love.

“The guest has arrived, so why didn’t the host show up?”

Su Ying was shocked.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“Doesn’t it mean that this time Wei Wuya’s target is a woman?”

“Could it be that this Flower Palace Lord also invited helpers to come over?”

Compared to Su Ying’s surprise.

Wei Wuya’s face was gloomy as water.

A pair of dark triangular eyes flashed with fierce light, staring dead at Yue Yue and Su Liu, who stood side by side in the distance, and a low roaring beast-like whimpering sound was emitted from his throat.

“Invitation Moon…”

“Who is that man!!??”

Wei Wu teeth clenched the wheelchair with his hands deadly.

In a rage, he actually pinched the steel of the handrail out of two finger marks.

You can imagine how much anger in his heart was.

Over the years, he has always regarded the invitation moon as a goddess in his mind.

Holy and pure, cold as immortality.

However, today, when he was about to be invited to the moon, he found that she was so close to a thief who appeared from nowhere, and it was not clear.

Although it was only a one-sided admiration, Wei Wuya had already regarded Inviting Yue as his own forbidden body.

Whoever dares to touch it will pay the price of blood.

“Little Daoist, no matter who you are, you are dead today.”

Wei Wuya smirked, then turned his wheelchair and slowly drove out of the dense forest.

On the cliff of love.

Yue Yue stood side by side with Su Liu.

Both of them were dressed in white and victorious in snow, and with the breeze blowing, their robes fluttered, like a pair of gods and immortals.

Lin Pingzhi, Qu Feiyan, and Gongsun Father and Daughter followed behind.

At this moment, Wei Wuya’s eyes were blazing as he looked at the invitation moon.

Looking at this flawless beauty made him think about it, like a goddess.

An extremely rare hint of greed emerged from Wei Wuya’s eyes, and two words were squeezed out of his throat with difficulty.

“Invitation Moon…”

It seemed to feel Wei Wuya’s disgusting gaze.

Inviting Yue xiu’s eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were cold, as if there was ice and snow contained in them, and he said coldly: “Wei Wuya, today is your death date!” ”

“Hongu will frustrate you with his own hands!”

Hearing this, Wei Wuya shook his head, and a proud smile appeared on Yin Fei’s ugly face.

“Death, death?” I don’t think so! ”

When he finished, he suddenly let out a long roar.

“Children, show up!”

“Your guests have arrived, and it is time for you to come out and greet your guests!”

With his order.

The toothless dead soldiers hidden everywhere sprang up from all sides of the cliff of broken love, and there were more than three hundred people in the black press, surrounding Su Liu and the others.

And wei wuya’s behind him.

Except for the green snake and the medicine, the other twelve stars appeared.

Wei Wuya looked triumphantly at The Invitation Moon, his eyes were full of greed, and he sneered, “Invitation Moon Lord, what now?” ”

“Jie Jie, it seems that today is not the death date of this throne, but the big day that I Wei Wuya married you to invite the Lord of the Moon Palace!”

This remark made The invitation moon, who was already angry, more and more resentful.

She clenched her teeth, and there seemed to be anger burning in her eyes, and she was eager to directly shoot and scatter the rat to the ashes to vent the hatred in her heart.

“You’re looking for death!”

The words did not fall, and a cold and merciless momentum swept out like a snowstorm.

On the whole cliff of broken love, it was instantly cold.

At this moment, Yue Yue revealed the power of his supreme grand master, even if he was facing thousands of troops and horses, he had no fear.

“A swarm of ants, do you dare to be brazen in front of this palace?”

“Wei Wuya, do you really think that with the help of these ants, you can save your life?”

Yue Yue’s eyes were cold and his words were indifferent.

A pair of phoenixes, the eyes are full of coldness, as if a Nine Heavenly Divine Daughter descended on mortal dust, and between words and deeds, it carried a majesty that surpassed mortal dust.

Hearing this, Wei Wuya smiled triumphantly, and SenRan said, “If it’s just these people, Wei Mou is naturally not completely sure that he can take you down, but what if you add this one?” ”

The words did not fall, only to see him gently clap his palms, and said in a high-pitched voice with pride: “Please also ask your excellency to help Wei achieve his wish.” ”

Hearing this, Su Liu’s eyes narrowed slightly, opening too vain eyes.

Only to see that in his eyes, which were originally clear as water, a brilliant divine light comparable to the sun, moon and stars suddenly appeared, as if he could penetrate everything, and his gaze moved to the dense forest on one side.

After locking on to the qi machine of the person in the forest, Su Liu’s sword eyebrows were raised, and the best one aroused a faint smile, and muttered to himself, “Interesting, it seems to be a swordsman.” ”

As SuLius said.

The helper that Wei Wuya had invited was indeed a swordsman.

And he is also the world’s premier swordsman.

Only to see that in the dark forest, a thin and tall figure slowly stepped out.

It was nearly dusk.

The leaves are low and the sunset is full of sky.

And in the midst of the dead leaves, a dark figure slowly stepped out silently.

The man was dressed in black, his face was quite handsome but his face was extremely pale, and his whole body was filled with an air of sadness, ominousness and death.

In particular, those eyes are as dark and calm as two cold pools, and there is a kind of indifference and tiredness that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He was tired, perhaps only because he had killed too many people, some even people who shouldn’t have been killed.

He kills only because he never has a choice.

Because his kendo is the word killing.

The moment I saw this man in black, a name had already appeared in my mind.

Yan thirteen.

Look at the world among the swordsmen.

I’m afraid that only this man who is almost crazy for kendo can control such a pure killing qi, and such a sad, ominous, and even death breath.

SuLiu’s guess was not wrong.

This man in black was the thirteen swords that killed him, Yan Thirteen.

Feeling the breath of death emanating from this man in black, Wei Wuya’s ugly face was full of confidence at the same time, and at the same time, there was also a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

If it is not for the purpose of adding more protection, in order to be foolproof.

In any case, Wei Wuya definitely didn’t want to deal with this guy who looked like a corpse.

At this moment, his eyes darkened, and he said softly: “Yan Thirteen, as long as you help me subdue this woman, I will help you achieve your wish, and the person you want to find, I will definitely be able to help you find it!” ”

The name “Yan Thirteen” came out…

Even if it was an invitation to the moon, he couldn’t help but squint his eyes slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his phoenix eyes.

And Qu Feiyan, who had always been extremely familiar with jianghu intelligence, exclaimed even more.

“Heavenly List Forty-Nine, Death-Defying Swordsman, Yan Thirteen!?”

As a world-famous swordsman, Yan Thirteen was definitely a first-class master in the world, and there were an unknown number of kendo masters in the jianghu, all of whom died under his thirteen swords.

In the Yuedan Review, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng even evaluated him as a kendo ghost talent.

Bluntly speaking, his kendo talent was even no less than xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of the Excalibur Mountain Villa, who was famous in the jianghu at that time! Why would such a person be mixed up with such a rat as Wei Wuya?

At this moment, Yan Thirteen didn’t seem to have heard Wei Wuya’s words, his look was still cold as ice, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said, “My sword is only used to kill people, and nothing else.” ”

“Can it only kill?”

Hearing this, Wei Wuya’s brow frowned, and he suddenly sneered, raised his finger to Su Liu, and said compassionately, “Well, then you kill that Daoist priest for me first!” ”

As if he hadn’t heard Wei Wuya’s words, Yan Thirteen stood motionless in place, just a pair of cold and tired eyes, staring at Su Liu without turning his eyes.

And Su Liu did not think that he was afraid, still standing with his hands in his hands, looking indifferent.

After holding each other for a moment, Yan Thirteen suddenly said, “You make a sword?” ”

This headless and brainless sentence made everyone present confused.

But only Su Liu, who was also a swordsman, could understand Yan Thirteen’s meaning, and nodded with a chuckle.

“Yes.”

“Where is your sword?”

Yan Thirteen asked again.

Su Liu looked indifferent and said softly, “The sword is in the heart.” ”

Hearing this, Yan Thirteen frowned, his eyes darkened, and said coldly, “I don’t kill unarmed people, you’d better pull out your sword now.” ”

Su Liu smiled and said lightly, “Sword Poor Dao, once you shoot, you are bound to see blood, you are a rare kendo seed, I don’t want to kill you yet.” ”

“And you should take out the sword, before the fourteen swords are struck, the poor dao should not have the need to make the sword.”

Hearing this, Yan Thirteen, who had been cold as an iceberg since he appeared on the scene, finally changed his expression, and among his always cold eyes, there was also a shock that broke through the sky, and he said in a deep voice: “You… Know the fourteenth sword!? ”

Su Liu stood with his hands in his hands, as if smiling, “Poor Dao not only knows the fourteenth sword, but also knows this fourteenth sword, and it is not the limit.”

This remark completely shocked Yan Thirteen.

His eyes froze slightly, staring dead at Su Liu, and he said in a deep voice, “Who the hell are you!?” ”

Su Liu groaned with a smile and said lightly, “Poor Dao is just a nameless cultivator, but he still knows a little about swordplay.” ”

“Out of the sword, poor Dao also wants to see if the legendary thirteen swords of death are as terrible as the legends.”

Hearing this, Yan Thirteen was silent.

After several breaths, he suddenly sighed softly, then gently stroked the sword around his waist and said in a deep voice, “As you wish.” ”

The voice did not fall.

Only a sword roar like a ghost’s scream could be heard.

At some point, a long sword with a sheath as black as ink appeared in Yan Thirteen’s hand.

This seemingly unremarkable black sword,

“It is one of the most murderous swords in the jianghu.” Bone poison. ”

Also known as loneliness.

Seven years ago, he had mistakenly thought that Xie Xiaofeng was dead, so he threw the sword into the green water lake.

Unexpectedly, by chance, it was actually fished out by the dead soldier of the Toothless Gate, and Wei Wuya, after finding out the cause and effect, carried this sword to find Yan Thirteen.

After some effort, Wei Wuya finally persuaded Yan Thirteen to come out of the mountains to help.

The deal for two is simple.

Yan Thirteen helped Wei Toothless to achieve his wish.

Wei Wuya, on the other hand, mobilized all the toothless dead soldiers and exhausted all the power of the twelve astrological phases to find out the specific whereabouts of Xie Xiaofeng, the Third Young Master of excalibur.

Now.

A sword in hand.

The breath on Yan Thirteen’s body became more and more cold, as if he had completely transformed into a sword ghost, and a pair of dark and deep eyes looked at Su Liu coldly.

Su Liu, on the other hand, chuckled softly.

Immediately untie the wine gourd and pour out the wine in it.

The next moment, in the shocked eyes of the crowd.

A pool of crystal clear wine, meandering and flowing, quietly changing form, and finally turned into a slender water sword with bright crystals.

Zhou Liushui Jin, Tianshui Ten Square Sword!