The people in Tsing Yi cheered, their swords raised together, shining cold, and the killing machine was pervasive, forcing Zhao Wuving.
That posture completely regarded Zhao Wudi as an enemy, and there was no intention of letting him in.
Zhao Wushu was angry, since good words don't make sense, then why waste more explanations.
It's just a group of local chickens and tile dogs, since they are shameless to face, then so-and-so will break it with force His figure swept towards the man in Tsing Yi like the wind, and the speed of his body had surpassed the limit of human eyesight, and in the face of a sword made of stainless steel and shining cold, it was like nothing, and it crashed directly into the pile of people.
The people in Tsing Yi were greatly surprised when they saw that Zhao Wudi did not listen to dissuasion and did not retreat but advanced, and not only fell into a panic.
At this moment, the combined attack formation that had been practiced thousands of times on weekdays was suddenly chaotic, and he could only rely on his instinctive reaction to greet the figure with the weapon in his hand.
However, the figure was so fast that most of the weapons missed, and some even injured their own people.
Zhao Wushu didn't just move forward with his extremely fast body, he didn't have his hands idle while moving forward.
Sometimes turning his palm into a knife, sometimes pointing at him like a sword, from time to time he struck at the weapons and bodies of the people in Tsing Yi.
However, his brain remained awake and he was not crazy because he was worried about Mo'er.
He grasped the strength just right, and he didn't hit the lifeline of the Tsing Yi people.
His purpose was nothing more than to shoot away the weapons of the Tsing Yi people, and the attack on the Tsing Yi people's bodies was also to restrain them, so that they could temporarily lose their ability to resist, so that they could break into the courtyard.
Because in Zhao Wudi's opinion, these people in Tsing Yi are all subordinates of Doctor Sun, but Doctor Sun once took action to treat Mo'er, which means that he owes Doctor Sun a favor, and now if he hurts his subordinates, it will be a little unkind.
Under the blow of Zhao Wudi, because the difference in cultivation between the two sides was too great, it was simply incomparable, and the people in Tsing Yi were knocked off with weapons one after another and fell to the ground.
Even the middle-aged man who was the leader of the Tsing Yi people was no exception, and he also didn't support Zhao Wuving for a single round before he was knocked down by a finger, his legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't get up.
Zhao Wudi had already come to the gate of the courtyard, and the people in Tsing Yi who had fallen to the ground behind him were weak, their legs and feet were weak, and only two eyes were rolling around.
Zhao Wushu stretched out his hand and pushed open the courtyard door, raised his feet and stepped in, only to see an empty courtyard in front of him, isolated by three or two bare trees.
The snow on the ground was thick, and there were a few messy footprints scattered in the white expanse, and from the courtyard gate, a passage was artificially cleared to connect the guest rooms on the opposite side.
The sky was still snowing, and the snowflakes were very large, and they were sprinkled like goose feathers, filling the whole heaven and earth, and there was no trace of the sky.
Zhao Wudi stepped on the passage, because the snow did not stop, the passage was still covered with a thin layer of snow, about two inches thick, and when he stepped on it, the soft snow made a "creaking" sound.
The north wind was howling, the snow was flying, and the chill was blowing, Zhao Wushu suddenly sensed that a killing machine was approaching, and he couldn't help but condense his eyes, and the true yuan of his whole body was running at an extremely fast speed, and he entered a state of imminent battle in an instant.
A sword-like sword light slashed through the flying snow in the sky, the snowflakes stirred, the north wind rolled upside down, and even this batch of voids seemed to be cut off.
This is a master, not comparable to those people in Tsing Yi, Zhao Wudi doesn't know who it is, but he is not afraid.
He did not retreat but advanced, rubbed his body to meet him, his figure was like the wind blowing willows, suddenly let go of the knife light, stretched out his hand and slapped the side of the knife, and there was a sound of gold and iron.
The hand was like jade, but it was wrapped in a layer of golden light, like the Buddha's hand, and he repelled the long knife with one palm.
At this time, he saw the owner of the knife clearly, and his first impression was Gao.
This is a tall and mighty man, more than two feet taller than the leader of the Tsing Yi people, and the whole person stands in the wind and snow, like an iron tower, blocking the north wind.
This person is not only extremely tall, but also has a long knife in his hand.
It was a ghost-headed broadsword, nearly one foot and two feet long, with a blade as wide as two feet, and extremely heavy.
One person and one knife, giving people the feeling of a giant carrying a steel door panel, which makes people feel incredible.
The big man was even more surprised than Zhao Wuyi, his big eyes were round, like two golden lamps floating in the air, without blinking, and his big mouth was also open, judging from the white gas that spewed out, his heart was very uneasy.
How can Dahan be calm He never imagined that there was someone in this world who could use his ghost head with his bare hands, and he was so relaxed that he didn't pant at all.
What made him even more unbelievable was that this person was so young, with a small white face and a slick face, and he didn't have a beard.
It would be forgivable if it was one of those old guys who hadn't been born for many years and didn't know whether they were dead or alive, but such a young man, waving his hand and breaking his famous skills, made him embarrassed He could see it clearly, people didn't have the slightest trick, and they slapped that palm in a hurry, which made him unconvinced.
He stood there silently, like a sculpture, letting the snowflakes fall on his hair and beard, as if they hadn't moved since eternity.
He is the King of Ximen, who has been in the world for decades with a Heavenly King Demon Slashing Knife, and has made a great reputation, ranking 14th in the weapon spectrum.
Since he broke his domineering knife with his bare hands in a hurry, there was no need for him to strike again.
King Ximen has his pride, as well as his creed of being a man and his guidelines for walking the rivers and lakes.
That is, people can be defeated and die, but they can't be shameless "Who disturbs the old lady's dream" With the spicy sound, I saw a fiery red figure leaping over the courtyard wall on the left, with a graceful posture and a light posture, falling on the snow on the ground, only sinking five or six inches slightly.
This is a middle-aged beauty, with a slender figure, a graceful body, long eyebrows and starry eyes, and plump red lips, but there is a strong pungent taste between the eyebrows and eyes.
She held a silver spear in her hand, stepping on the snow, her red clothes fluttering, like a burning cloud, white snow and red clothes, which made people's eyes light up.
"Mother, wait for me" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl jumped over the wall on the left, looking like a delicate face, she didn't control the strength when she landed, and she fell into the snow all of a sudden.
Fortunately, the ground was soft with snow, and she was not injured, and the little girl got up without saying a word, and pursued her old lady with a spear.
The woman in red looked back at her daughter, and when she saw that she was fine, she didn't stop, and continued to walk through the snow to Dahan's side.
Her starry eyes flowed, her eyes were like fire, she looked at Zhao Wudi, then at Dahan, and said with a smile: "Ximen Heavenly King, when did you become interested in Xiaobaimian?"
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When the big Han Ximen Heavenly King heard this, he couldn't help but blush, and said: "The red lady said that it was funny, this little man wanted to break into the backyard, and there were some disputes with the servants in front of the door, and the old man heard the movement, so he came out to see, and happened to meet Xiao Langjun." ” "Oh" The woman in red looked at Zhao Wudi again, this time she looked at it a few more times, but her brows frowned slightly, but a look of disgust appeared in her eyes, and then, with a chuckle: "In this way, you have naturally fought each other, but I look at how wrong the two of you look like nothing is wrong, it doesn't look like you have experienced a vicious battle, it could be that I interrupted you."
In this case, I'll stand back first, and you two will continue to fight, and fight as much as you want, as if I didn't exist. ”: