Because of Xu Fengnian's line of sight, both inside and outside the pavilion by the lake stared at the two cowardly Xue Wei, so that the burly man in the pavilion who was wearing the golden knife from the imperial court suddenly became angry, and even Fan Bainu who was sitting behind him It was too late to show the slightest expression of horror.
The situation changed too fast.
And the momentum of that knife was too fierce, like a strong snowstorm that came suddenly in the cold winter on the grassland.
If there are immortals inside and outside the pavilion, they have cast the body-holding technique.
Mr. Bai Lian, who descended from Longhu Mountain and then went up to Qingliang Mountain, still looked out of the pavilion with a habitual smile and squinted eyes. Bai Yu was still holding a glass of green ant wine, which was half drunk, and the ripples in the white porcelain cup were clear and shallow.
Yang Shenxing, Yang Huchen and his son, who were leaning forward slightly, also focused their attention on the pair of young cowardly Xue Wei outside the pavilion. This pair of warriors on the battlefield is really eye-catching, and they have the unique majesty of warriors on the battlefield.
And Princess Qingluan of Beimang kept her waist straight and turned her head to look back, her sloping shoulders were round and attractive.
The tea-cooking maid was still looking down at the charcoal fire, afraid of spoiling the heat, the flickering fire light reflected on her delicate face, adding a bit of brilliance to her invisibly.
In fact, Xue Wei, the coward in the pavilion who committed the murder, was silent from the moment he drew his knife out of its sheath, to the time when he slashed it down. Therefore, the knife should not have been cut off in an instant when it was close to the head of the young vassal king. Blooming such a majestic momentum.
Just like the two armies confronting each other, cavalry colliding, it is natural that horseshoes are like thunder before the formation, how can it be like a spring breeze and a drizzle
But this knife did it.
Therefore, everyone was caught off guard. Even Song Yu, the chief steward who was the gatekeeper of Qingliang Mountain, who possessed all kinds of mystical powers, was naturally keen in perception, and he took a step too late to recover. A burst of fine dust was splashed, and this martial arts master, who may be the first second-rank junior master in the world, was about to sweep up and rush straight to the pavilion.
But at the next moment, for some reason, Song Yu fell to the ground and took root again, his body remained motionless, and he ignored the situation in the pavilion, his gloomy eyes slowly wandered over the two young cowardly Xue Wei, like a snake looking at a mouse.
This private meeting, it is reasonable to say that it is Beiliang, who is a local snake, should give these Beimang characters who "ask for something" their authority, such as throwing cups and hundreds of knives behind the screen that often appear in romance novels. Axemen would swarm up, or set up a boiling oil pan on the open space, and the owner would pose as if holding chopsticks. Unexpectedly, the young vassal king was amiable from beginning to end, but it was Bei Mang who took the lead in launching the attack.
This Beimang savage, who only had four people, knew that the person he was facing was Xu Fengnian, one of the four great masters of martial arts, and he still made a bold move on the territory of the Xu family who was still separated from Beimang Southern Dynasty by the Beiliang iron cavalry , Just relying on this courage and courage, it is quite impressive.
Mr. Bai Lian's gaze was still cast outside the pavilion, and the wine in his glass was rippling violently, and he sighed softly.
When Princess Qingluan turned her head again, she did not see the scene of the head falling to the ground and blood splattering everywhere.
She only saw that Deputy Commander Xue Wei of Beiting, who had the same surname as her, maintained the posture of raising his knife and slashing down. The claws suddenly hooked the wooden frame.
In contrast, it is the leisurely and freehand young vassal, holding the glass with two fingers in his right hand, slowly raising it, and smiling at her after raising the glass, it is ordinary, like a friendly toast between two friends.
But the left hand of the young feudal lord was raised high, and the four fingers were naturally bent. Only the index finger just touched the blade of the golden peach-skin sheathed Baihong knife.
After this powerful knife touched the finger of the young feudal lord, he couldn't move forward even a tiny distance.
Perhaps it can prove that the previous knife was indeed as powerful as a rainbow, and it was the black hair of the tea-making maid beside the young feudal lord flying backwards.
The slightly rippling and undulating blue hair is like a lotus flower in a pond.
After swinging the sword with the most true sense of martial arts in his life, the deputy commander who was the bravest and bravest Xue Wei in the grassland, his face was pale, his eyes were desperate, and his lips trembled slightly.
Xu Fengnian blocked the finger that was bestowed by the Beimang royal family on the precious sword, and with a slight shake, the unsheathed golden peach-skinned white rainbow sword came out of his hand, and with a bang, it was quickly nailed to a beam of the pavilion by the lake.
This cowardly master of Xue Wei who had the will to die but also believed that he had a great chance of success, didn't care whether the young feudal lord could understand Bei Mang's words, and tremblingly said: "Haven't you been seriously injured by Tuoba Bodhisattva? Later at Huaiyang Pass, you fought Chen Zhibao again, why are you not injured at all?!"
Fan Bainu clenched his hands tightly on his lap, with clear veins appearing on his snow-white skin, he raised his head and scolded angrily: "Yelu Canglang! Are you crazy?! Why did you want to assassinate the King of Beiliang without authorization?!"
The burly and cowardly Xue Wei lost his mind, and always ignored the princess's loud reprimand, which was almost out of breath, and muttered "this is impossible", repeating it over and over again.
With this knife, he confidently crossed the threshold of the astronomical realm. If he was facing Xu Fengnian, who was at the peak of martial arts, it would certainly be a ridiculous child's play. It is said that his life is hanging by a thread, but that celestial body is almost torn apart. Purely in terms of body, not to mention the Buddhist King Kong who forged an invincible golden body, I am afraid that it is not as good as ordinary warriors who have entered the realm of the finger, just like those Daoist real people who have taken the shortcut to ascend to the sky, seem to have endless mystical techniques, but in fact, they are vulnerable to pure martial artists who are down-to-earth in martial arts.
After the whereabouts of the vice-commander of Qi Xuewei were exposed, one of the young Xue Wei outside the pavilion finally couldn't bear the torment in his heart, his eyes turned red, and he roared angrily. It can be said that it gives people a feeling of sadness.
But before the young Beimang soldier took four or five steps forward, Song Yu, who was swept away from his body, kicked hard at the waist from the side.
The corpses that were killed on the spot flew out, giving the onlookers a sense of catkins floating in the air.
Then everyone present looked at the only cowardly Xue Wei in unanimous agreement.
Song Yu's eyes were gloomy and cold, Yang Shenxing's and Yang Huchen's father and son's eyes were cold, and Mr. Bai Lian, who had damaged his eyes from reading, seemed to be self-aware. Instead of looking out of the pavilion in vain, he put down his empty wine glass and looked at the frightened elk with a smile. An ordinary tea-making maid seemed to beg her for a cup of tea.
The young and cowardly Xue Wei had a pitiful look of wanting to cry but no tears.
Anomalies abound.
Still not outside the pavilion, but inside the pavilion, within a short distance from the young feudal lord.
Xu Fengnian leaned back, narrowly dodging an extremely ruthless knife.
The arm that exposed a part of the Shu embroidery cuff was slender and beautiful, full of ivory round luster, but when her palm was a knife, it was full of murderous intentions.
If you are stabbed in the neck by this seemingly innocuous hand knife, I believe it will not be more relaxed and comfortable than being split in the head by the white rainbow knife.
The bewildered Princess Qingluan stared blankly at the harmless maidservant making tea, with a slight smile on her lips, the lingering charm between her graceful eyebrows and eyes, and even the slight surprise that she deliberately disguised after the previous accident. fear.
Wrist twist.
The knife in his hand wiped the throat of the young prince.
The next moment, Xu Fengnian held both arms with both hands and blocked two hand knives at the same time.
A hand knife came from a mysterious tea-making maid.
As for the owner of the other arm, Song Yu, who knew everything about Qingliang Mountain, probably didn't even think of it.
Princess Beimang's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but look incredible. She didn't know when there was a girl standing next to her. She stepped on the desk, and her hand knife was far from the temple of the maid who was sitting sideways. There is only a thin line.
Xu Fengnian didn't look at the tea-making maid who was hiding her murderous intentions, but raised his head, and smiled helplessly at the little girl with a girlish figure: "In front of so many distinguished guests, it's inappropriate for you to show blood splattered everywhere. Bar?"
The girl snorted without a smile, withdrew her hand, turned her body upside down, then jumped up, grabbed the eaves of the pavilion by the lake with one hand, and disappeared after turning over lightly.
Then Xu Fengnian turned his head and said to the maidservant: "What's the relationship between you and Xiao Niantou from Gongzhufen who is half-faced?"
This young maidservant who is actually very good-looking, her eyes are still gentle and gentle, without the slightest bit of savagery and violence of ordinary Jianghu killers. She turned her eyes and saw the hand held by the young feudal lord, with five fingers oozing from the fingertips. Drops of blood as black as ink.
She raised her pointed chin again, and saw a purple and gold imprint appearing between the eyebrows of the young feudal lord, like a fairy opening the eyes of the sky.
She smiled softly in the most authentic Jiangnan Dao soft and waxy voice: "Your Majesty is a good means."
Xu Fengnian laughed it off.
The corners of her mouth were as dark as Xu Fengnian's fingertips, and she slowly closed her eyes with a relieved look on her face.
After Xu Fengnian let go of her arm, he held her shoulders and made her lie sideways on the huanghuali table.
Just like an ordinary maid, go to sleep lazily.
Xu Fengnian took the place of the tea-making maid and handed Bai Yu a cup of Chunshen Lake tea with a lingering aroma.
Mr. Bai Lian took the teacup, sighed again, and drank it down in one gulp, drinking tea is like drinking wine.
Deputy Commander Xue Wei watched all this with cold eyes. It is very likely that his real identity is the servant girl of Princess Grave Lady's dead man.
At this time, he had a proud smile on his face, showing no sign of begging for mercy on his knees, and said loudly: "My lord, will you take my life yourself or let someone do it for you?"
Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand and made a gesture of asking to sit down, and said with a smile in the Beimang official accent with the color of Gusai Prefecture: "This king is really strange this time, the family you belong to, Yelu Canglang, has always regarded itself as orthodox with the surname Yelu. Didn’t the family of Yelu Hongcai and Yelu East bed have always regarded each other as enemies? You hate that Yelu Hongcai, who lived in the three dynasties, failed the late emperor, and since you can sit here this time, it is clear that you are the north The confidants of His Highness Prince Mang, why did they help them turn around and stab the Prince this time?"
Yelu Canglang, with an uncertain face, hesitated for a moment, finally sat down, and asked in confusion: "Why does the prince think that I form an alliance with Yelu Hongcai and the others? Isn't it more reasonable for the assassination of the prince to come from His Royal Highness Prince Beimang?"
Xu Fengnian answered inappropriately and asked: "Before you drew your sword today, did you not draw your sword for at least two years?"
Yelu Canglang nodded.
The corners of Xu Fengnian's mouth twitched, "Besides, this king also knows this side-by-side method of practicing swords that emphasizes not gravity, it must have been told to you secretly by Tuoba Chun Falcon."
Yelu Canglang opened his mouth slightly, and it was obvious that he had been hit by this young feudal lord who could pinch and count.
Xu Fengnian explained with a smile: "When I was traveling around Liyang, I often acted as a fortune teller, but I was always deceived."
Yelu Canglang's mouth twitched.
Xu Fengnian raised his glass and took a sip of the green ant wine, narrowed his red phoenix eyes, which became narrower and longer, and asked with a smile, "Don't you believe me?"
The cowardly Deputy Commander Xue Wei, who was well-known on the grassland, didn't speak, he was half-doubtful.
Xu Fengnian laughed loudly, and pointed to himself, "It's actually very simple, your ancestor of sword skills is far away in the sky and right in front of you."
Perhaps no one has noticed that when it comes to Jianghu affairs that are of no help to the general situation of the world, this young feudal lord seems to do as he pleases.
Yelu Canglang laughed dumbfounded, that's why.
His family is close to Tuoba Bodhisattva, the god of war, and everyone in the grassland knows him, especially he and Tuoba Chunying are brothers with different surnames.
Yelu Canglang let out a heavy breath, and asked with a smile: "Your Highness hasn't told me yet, how do you know that my going south is actually the intention of Yelu East Bed?"
Xu Fengnian said solemnly: "This king only found out now."
Yelu Canglang's expression froze, and he was so aggrieved that his blood was surging.
Yelu Canglang suddenly smiled, clasped his hands and said in a deep voice: "This time, the reckless assassination of the prince has nothing to do with Yelu Dongchuang. It's just that he admired the reputation of the prince as the number one person in the world very much in the grassland. The knife was originally used for the battle over the position of Xue Wei at the beginning of next year, so I still hope that the prince is Haihan! I believe that the prince understands my martial idiot's thoughts, if because of this trivial matter, the two princes have A misunderstanding has delayed the grand plan of the two princes to share the world, and Yelu Canglang is to blame for his death!"
Xu Fengnian's eyes were playful, and just when Yelu Canglang was about to instinctively think about the meaning of the young vassal, the burly man suddenly turned his head with difficulty and looked at the woman who was insignificant in his eyes.
What about Fan Bainu, what about Beimang immediately drumming up the first hand, originally as long as he made this deal, there would be no more Princess Qingluan in the world, and she would only become a plaything on his bed.
Does that wimpy Crown Prince have the guts to say no
Yelu Canglang really annoyed him, and when Beimang court is turned upside down in the future, even the crown princess who won the title of "Han Gu" in Qijian Yuefu will also be snatched into the pocket!
But at this moment, Yelu Canglang, deputy commander of Xue Wei, was clearly about to die, and a dagger pierced his thick neck.
And the princess of Beimang, who was holding the dagger in both hands, quickly pulled it out after a successful blow.
The action is crisp and neat, without sloppy.
Yelu Canglang covered the bloody neck with all his strength with one hand, and pointed at the woman with the same surname who was even more ruthless than himself with a trembling hand.
Fan Bainu gently put down the dagger, did not look at Yelu Canglang at all, and stared at the young feudal lord opposite the case, "My lord, now you and I can continue the original topic! I will still make the deal with the lord for His Royal Highness , and now, the prince seems to have no other choice!"