Chapter 170： Killing poems

"Oh!" Pei Ziyun took the three swords in total, and the old man laughed: "I was almost coaxed by you. With your martial arts, how can I do that?"

"Probably what method was used, and I temporarily broke free of some restraints, but Long Qi suppressed all the methods. Except where allowed, you can't escape, go to death!"

The two exchanged several tricks, and even the middle-aged Taoist saw it clearly. Pei Ziyun was still suppressed. Now he said, "How do you think you know that your brother and sister live here, why do you only have a few soldiers in the house? These are all It ’s for you. In a few moments, the father-in-law and a large army of soldiers will come. You will have no place to die. ”

"Kill!" The two flickered suddenly, Jianguang intersected, Pei Ziyun raised his hand, a flash of cold light, revealed a flaw, and the old man attacked without thinking.

The figures crisscrossed, and Pei Ziyun groaned, a crack appeared in the chest and abdomen, and a **** mouth, but unfortunately only penetrated into the skin, while the white-haired Taoist stepped back a few steps, and the cracks in his body were not deep.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist shook his left rib, his body was struck by a middle lightning strike, and when he looked down, a flying knife penetrated into his chest. He couldn't believe it and reached out his hand: "You use a hidden weapon."

"Damn." The old Taoist was furious and rushed up, but Pei Ziyun felt only a light body and lost the presidency of the formation. Although he was unable to perform the Daoist himself, the restraint on his body was much smaller.

"Longqi determines the law and ban, but the formation law has been ordered. Why shouldn't your Taoism be restrained?" Pei Ziyun smiled: "The ordinary Taoist people are afraid, but I'm used to Kendo, Kendo Dacheng, this situation It ’s better for me. "

"You're too arrogant. If it wasn't for the imperial court's defense against us and refused to lift the ban, then why." The old man's eyes were unwilling.

"Dead!" Pei Ziyun said with a sigh, his body flashed, and Jianguang flashed.

"No!" The old Taoist fell back instantly, a sword injury deepened into the inch, his face became pale, and the more he killed, the more he was shocked. In fact, even if no one was in charge, the imprisonment weakened his martial arts swordsmanship. Success, you can barely maintain.

"This man was chased after killing him. What adventure did he get, which was originally affected, but now he has cut away most of it. Could it have been an adventure in the mountains?" The Taoist secretly anxiously said, "How long has it been killed, why is it arranged in the foreign soldiers? Come?"

In order to kill Pei Ziyun, the Taoist did not set up an ambush in the mansion, but arranged it secretly. If something happened here, he would immediately come over. Why not come now?

At this moment, the sound of distant footsteps came, and the old man rejoiced: "The father-in-law and soldier are here."

Just listen to Pei Ziyun smiling: "Here it is, there is no need to keep you!"

Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, the old Taoist was shocked instantly, and saw Jianguang go around, cut and pick, and the old Taoist right hand and long sword fell instantly.

"Please return to the dark earth." Pei Ziyun took the sword and cut it towards the Taoist neck.

Looking at Jianguang in front of him, the old Taoist was stunned, and the whole man was exploded. He cried, "I am the elder of Xuanqingmen, and the gate of the imperial court. If you kill me, you will be revenge. What can't you do. "

Pei Ziyun's sword was affixed to the Taoist's neck: "Elder? Even Dixian is not. When I killed me just now, I didn't consider the conflict between Taoism and Damon. Now I will be killed before I think of the clan conflict."

"Still you can kill me. I cannot kill you. You have revenge in your door, so come on. You think your door is yours. You can rely on the elders of the imperial court to break out of the sectarian war."

"No, you will regret it." The old man shouted, when the sword was cut, the head flew out, half a foot of blood spurted out, and the headless body seemed unwilling. After taking a few steps, it fell to the ground. , And a little aura was heading towards the earth.

Pei Ziyun did not stop, came forward, picked up the magic weapon, held it in his hand, looked at it, and laughed: "I could not kill all the people sent by King Lu. You gave me a chance."

"With the memory of the original owner, ancestor, ancestor, and Jingming Taoist, it is not difficult to operate this instrument with modification."

"Well, this instrument can be banned for another five minutes?"

"For me, it's more than enough."

At this time, there was a clamor of armors at the gate of the mansion, and inspections, head-hunting, box soldiers, and even bow soldiers gathered. In addition to the thirty soldiers who supported Dinggong, there were three hundred people.

Dinggong stepped forward and saw that everyone was standing by immediately. At the moment, Shen Shen ordered: "Enclose, archer alert, whoever dares to break out, let alone kill!"

Everyone saluted together, and Jiaye screamed, "Let's take orders!"

With a wave of his hand, a group of people came forward, "banged", kicked the door open, and rushed in on both sides: "Fight, come forward!"

"The thief is in the courtyard."

Dinggong was dressed in Liupin's official uniform, his face was white and pure, and he followed a few men wearing pointed hats and Tsing Yi boots to enter. With a glance, he saw the middle man.

This man is very young. He looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is still in the heavy soldiers and still calmly. Dinggong reveals a trace of admiration and his voice is sharp: "You are Pei Jieyuan. If you have the grace, it is no wonder that you can kill it repeatedly. Good for the king. "

"But this world is royal. You offend the King of Kings. Even if you are a hero, you will have to die without paying for my layout." Dinggong laughed aloud, and then there were dozens of people in the surrounding rooms. It turned out that the archer was preparing to climb up.

"Shoot him!" Dinggong ordered, and he didn't talk much. He shouted loudly when the layout behind was completed. The archer bent his bow immediately, and he was about to shoot. At the same time, there were many armored and box soldiers at the gate. Inflowing outside, surrounded Pei Ziyun in the courtyard.

Pei Ziyun shook his head and sighed: "Is it? Sick!"

With this, all the people in the yard felt a shock in their whole body. It seemed that there was a huge restraining force and they couldn't move at once.

"It's a Dao, no." Gong Ding immediately reacted and took the decree in his arms. As long as there was a decree and the authority was transferred, the Dao could be eliminated immediately.

Seeing the audience, only Dinggong and the inspection can move. Pei Ziyun's figure flickered, and he flew up.

"Hugh is presumptuous!" The inspection authority has a thick eyebrow, and his eyes are eagle-eyed, very official. At this moment, he shouted and went up.

Pei Ziyun's flutter speed did not change at all. When he passed, the blood rain rushed out, and the head of the inspection had flew to the sky. Although he still moaned, he did not stay.

"Donggong, how long have you chased me down? I'll send you to the land government, kill the battlefield, maybe the King of Kings will give you a gift, there is a place for the earth."

Dinggong's face was pale, and Ling Yu had taken out: "Release ..."

The words haven't come down yet. I only heard the sound of "噗", and the sword ran across his throat. The gloomy face of Ding Gong looked at him with an unbelievable expression, and he tried desperately to cover his throat. Blood continued to flow from him.

Pei Ziyun only felt qi and blood rolling for a while, his face paled instantaneously, and blood leaked from his mouth and nose. At this time, although everyone couldn't speak, they were all in a blast.

"This man reversed and killed Ding Ding."

Pei Ziyun rushed to the front of a Lu Wang Jiabing, who was desperately struggling, only listening to the sound of a long sword, piercing his heart relentlessly, and then facing the next one.

Snoring one after another, it took just one minute to kill thirty armored soldiers. The original noise and anger, when killed more than a dozen, had been quiet, and there were corpses and blood on the field. Many people His face was bland, his feet were soft, and some even vomited loudly.

After the killing, Pei Ziyun dropped a roll of paper on Ding Gong, and then used a clean silk cloth and wiped the blood-stained sword. He calmly walked out, the flowing clouds disappeared into the distance, and the magical instrument was instantly broken into powder. The next moment, all those who couldn't move were all messed up.

One was tough and shouted, "Follow me, he can't run far!"

But this voice, although most people heard it, did not respond. The cold killing just now scared most people away.

One of them was pale and looked older, and said with a bitter smile: "Looking at us, it looks like we are all done."

One said in a sullen voice, "Yeah, Dinggong died here. Our best results were all 30 big boards, and then we peeled the tiger skin."

The middle-aged man quickly said, "It's like that, there's no way!"

When the door was closed, a door came in, and a person came in. This man was dressed in the official clothes of a hundred households, came in pale, and looked forward.

"Who are you?" Several catchers couldn't help changing colors.

"A hundred households in Prince's House!" Hundreds of households had thick brows, with a look of arrogance in their cold look, and felt arrogant and brave at first glance.

When Dinggong's body was found, he picked up the paper and unfolded it.

"Zhao Kehuan Hu Yan, Wu Gooshuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on a white horse like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps and stay for a long time.

Hello.

Leisurely after Xinling drink, take off his sword knees horizontally.

Three cups of Torano, Wuyue fell light.

After dazzling ears, Yiqi Nisheng was born.

The death of the chivalrous bones, not the world.

Who can book the Lord, Bai Shou Tai Xuan Jing. "

"It's really killing poems ..." The muscles on the faces of these hundreds of households also twitched. He was a member of the court, and he knew the power of the Duke Ding, so his task was to observe the records, not Including helping Pei Ziyun, originally thinking that Pei Ziyun was dead this time, I wanted to give a report to explain.

I do n’t want the result but it ’s like this ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Even if it is hostile, we can't help but feel the sadness of a rabbit and a fox, and the middle-aged head catcher stepped forward and asked, "What do we do, master?"

"Don't ask me about this, I just record it." Although the catcher sneered, Baihu said coldly, "This is your business."

After the inspection, he waved his hand and left, leaving a group of people looking at each other.

For a long time, the middle-aged arrester sighed quickly: "Report to the prefecture, report to the governor. As for us, we have to listen to our fate."

Some people gritted their teeth, some were annoyed, and some were angry, but at this time the emotions cooled down, but like Xue, no one caught up and tried to take Pei Ziyun to justice. (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 17-03-1808: 49: 50

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