In the world decades ago, there was a prodigal sect who shined like a comet in the sky, leaving behind many popular legendary stories. He was not a master, but had a reputation as no less than a master; he was not from a famous sect, but founded.

A unique skill that shines the past and the present.

The flying knife was shocked.

At its peak, the hero Gu was equivalent to an invincible existence, claiming to be "a little ancient flying sword, which is not a false fire; the sword is broken, and the gods and ghosts are not allowed to be treated as gods and ghosts." Unfortunately, he was unruly throughout his life and did not receive a disciple.

This made the unique sword technique not pass on, which made countless people sigh.

Qiao Hui, by chance, discovered the secret identity of the ancient hero, took a different approach, started to simulate his sword technique, and gradually explored the essence and tricks of the ancient sword technique. Especially in Luoyang City, he found the Guanyin master as he wished.

The statue, observes the knife marks on the statue up close, fully understands the sword intent of the ancient hero, and the flying sword technique has made rapid progress.

Qiao Hui knew that he was far from the gap between Gu Daxia and could not reach the best level of killing him by taking action, so after the melee broke out, he did not rashly participate in the battle, but instead grabbed the knife in his hand and waited patiently for the opportunity.

Dongyou Demon King is a peak acquired warrior. He has a perfect aura, sharp senses, and leaps like flying. He also has a protective energy flowing all the time. Once he is alert, he will never have a second chance.

Either don’t move or you will hit the knife!

Due to the amazing performances of Wu Dong, Tuoba Jian, Fu Jingtao and others, the man in brocade was not distracted from Qiao Hui at all. Despite this, his momentum was impeccable and no obvious flaws were revealed.

Of course Fu Jingtao knew Qiao Hui's idea. To be honest, it is harder to repel the devil head-on than to ascend to heaven. Only by taking advantage of the enemy's arrogant mentality and winning by surprise can you win the final victory. So Fu Jingtao took it on

The main task of attacking is to deliberately create a huge momentum to attract the attention of the Demon King.

The man in brocade was indeed trapped. Seeing Fu Jingtao's momentum falling down, how could he be embarrassed to show his timidity? He was confident that his skills were better than others, and he raised his palm to seal the enemy's fist. Fu Jingtao's inertia fell from high altitude was so fierce that he was in contact with the fist and palm.

The art of igniting the qi and blood explosion a moment ago. The iron fist fell and the force increased by a thousand pounds, and the force of the fist increased several times. The man in brocade was caught off guard and the palm of his hand was hurt. The breath in his body was immediately disordered, and the protective energy was correspondingly large.

Reduce it. Fortunately, he has a deep skill, otherwise he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

The fist and palm are about to be separated, and the aftermath is shaking.

At this moment, Qiao Hui raised his arm and swung his wrist, and shot without hesitation!

The light in the inn was dark, and the flying knife silently passed through the space barrier. When the man in brocade realized its existence, the tip of the knife was less than a foot away from his heart.

How long can a foot be?

In the eyes of warriors, this is the distance between life and death.

No one wants to die, let alone a big man used to being in power? The man in brocade has no time to scold the sneak attacker, his magical skills are rushing, and his body turns from reality to virtual, as if he is forced into the void like a ghost.

Puff! The knife light suddenly sank and blood beads splattered.

The next moment, the figure of the Demon King appeared on the long street. He looked pale, his eyes were unfathomable, and a sharp flying knife was inserted into his chest!

The inn was silent inside and outside.

If the flying knife shifted three inches to the right, he would undoubtedly die.

The man in brocade slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the trembling flying knife, savoring the coldness of the wings of the God of Death when it passed by. He couldn't help but feel the coldness of the spinal cord and the cold sweat surged. It was so dangerous! He had just walked outside the gates of hell, only half a step away from his death.

A distance away.

Who did such an incredible flying knife skill come from?

He looked up at the broken inn, like a ruin. Thinking of the little monsters inside, his eyelids twitched. How dare he step into this dragon and tiger den to search for the truth?

After so many years of pampering, he had long forgotten the cruelty of fighting and had no more urgency. He was used to giving orders, drinking and beauties, enjoying day and night, and where would he fight with others? If time goes back ten years ago, he will definitely

Drawing a flying knife on the spot and killing all enemies. But there is no "if" in this world, and no one can act against the will of heaven.

"Cough cough!" The man in brocade couldn't help but cover his mouth and coughed lightly, and sticky blood flowed out between his fingers. Although the flying knife did not cut off his heart veins, it stabbed his lungs. He was depressed and

I regret it, I shouldn’t believe Master Lingxiao’s slander!

There is no point in continuing to entangle. The most urgent task is to find a miracle doctor to stop bleeding and heal the wounds, and then strictly block the news so that those enemies will not come to the door.

"withdraw!"

Even if he was unwilling to accept it, his action tonight had already failed. The man in brocade was sadly on the carriage and led the people of the Demon Sect to withdraw from the town and disappeared deep in the night. It was just in line with the saying that stealing chickens would not lead to a loss of rice.

The sound of the hoofs was gone so far away. Fu Jingtao and others, who were waiting for the battle, finally relaxed, looked at each other and laughed happily. They joined forces to kill the Demon King, which was a miracle!

As proud as Meng Hu, he said sincerely: "There are many talented people in the Central Plains martial arts world, and one mountain is even higher!" Whether it is Wu Dong's quick sword, Tuoba Jian's magic sword, Fu Jingtao's fist palm, or Qiao Hui's flying sword

, all of them are first-class and very eye-opening.

Fu Jingtao took off his mask and said with a smile: "I can defeat the powerful enemy tonight, thanks to Young Master Meng, the little monk took action to restrain him, and he should remember his first merit!"

Meng Hu, Shen Kong was tragically ravaged by the Demon King, how dare he take credit for it? Meng Hu pointed at Qiao Hui and said, "This brother's flying knife severely injured the Demon King, and he is a veritable hero!"

Qiao Hui laughed and said, "I just hide behind and get the bargain. How can you do it?"

Tuoba Jian reminded: "The masters of Jiuyou Valley are like clouds and have a deep foundation. If the Western Demon King or the Northern Demon King arrives when they hear the news, we will be in trouble."

Everyone was shocked and a little proud flew away. How could they give up when Jiuyou Valley returned in a desperate situation? What should they do if the other party sent hundreds of people to siege?

Thirty-six strategies, the best strategy!

Fu Jingtao and others hurriedly sorted out their luggage and fodders, took cars and horses separately, and set off overnight to travel.

There was nothing to say now. Everyone galloped along the empty road, rested briefly several times in the middle, and ran until dawn before slowly moving on.

With the light, I saw the roads on both sides, the villages were densely packed, and there were peaceful and peaceful scenes everywhere. In the distance, a big city in front of me floated out of the horizon, surrounded by rivers outside the city, reflecting the rays of the east, making it look magnificent and magnificent.

Endless.

This city is so majestic, abruptly above the plain, Hanzhong, Chang'an and Luoyang are less than one-fifth of it, with countless houses, thousands of pavilions, towering walls, and intertwined boats. Looking around, there are dense crowds of people and residents everywhere.

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Chapter completed!