Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The corner of Ban Xue's mouth was already overflowing with black blood, and finally shook his hand to hold the purse, but Yan San stepped on it with one foot and twisted it lightly, and his hand was broken into mash.

"Ah!" Banxue couldn't help but exhale in pain, and cast his pleading gaze on the entourage on the stairs.

"Useless things," the entourage looked at Ling Qingyu who was still sitting there, and said, "Your poison is useless at all."

"Poison is useful, look at her." Ling Qingyu nodded on the half snow that had already begun to roll on the ground with a chin, and smiled: "It's just useless for me."

"Do you think that with your three-legged cat guards and those mobs, you can beat us?" The entourage coldly snorted.

Wang Xuan stood up fiercely, then rushed to Ling Qingyu, and said, "Take me hostage!"

"I can also be a hostage." Cheng Jia also stood in front of her leisurely and said.

"They took the adults as hostages, brethren retreat!" Zhang commander yelled from below, and then led his people to a corner immediately, threw the weapon and squatted down.

"Brother, you are so boring!" Chen Liang standing in the corner looked at him speechlessly and said.

"Come on, fight with your guy, ten lives are useless! Hey, the person who told you to watch, we are all squatting here!" Zhang commander said, and then motioned to his dozens of brothers to move closer.

"Kill them!" The follower waved his hand, and another twenty dead men in black came out from the cabin below, rushing towards the sailors.

"Go down, I'll come from above." Yan San said lightly.

Shadow Thirteen Shadows and Ten Shadows Second had already flew down and greeted the dead men.

The following suddenly became a group!

"Fighting the four of us alone? Who are you? Big brother?" Mei Xiao asked with a smile.

"Me?" Yan San slowly drew out the long sword and smiled: "Yan San."

The four of them looked blank, and Yan San had already moved.

His long sword drew a sword net, and between the flashes of his figure, he first forced the two upstairs, and when the two retreated, he turned and forced the two downstairs, the sword spirit was like a rainbow, and the four It was a rush, and then I found myself being forced to the deck.

"Okay, now, let's have a lot of fun." Putting the long sword into its sheath and throwing it back into Su Mu's hand on the second floor, Yan San slowly drew out both swords, his eyes turned red, and his murderous aura skyrocketed. The fighting man stepped back three meters away.

"Grandma's! Dong Liushui, you didn't say that there is Yan San on this boat!" Mei Yi cried.

"Isn't it just a Yansan? One hundred thousand taels of silver, ha ha, the four of us are still afraid that we won't be able to get it?" Dong Liushui laughed and said. The four of them are also considered first-class masters in the arena, although they did not enter the top master list. If you want to talk about the ranking, the most powerful swordsman and swordsman here are less than 20, but with the power of four people, even the top ten masters can also fight, not to mention a dead Yan San.

"Everyone, let's go!" Jian Kuang said coldly.

The sword mad and the sword fascinated fit, the two swords fought like two phoenixes dancing, drawing a gorgeous sword net, a little plum whip swept in with a sorrowful whistle, and the scimitar in Dong Liushui's hand rotated and flew, With a cold chill.

The sword spirit whistled the sword intent, bringing murderous aura like a rainbow, approaching Yan San standing still in the middle.

Yan San's mouth contained a sneer, and his eagle eyes stared at the movement of the long sword like electricity. When the long whip and scimitar attacked, his figure suddenly moved, and the two swords were placed on the sword of the sword crazy sword. The majestic internal force directly impacted through the sword body, and the two men shook their mouths. They almost couldn't hold the sword hilt, and their hearts were shaken at the same time, but before they woke up, the swords pressed the blades. Coming straight over and drew a crack on the blade.

how is this possible! Both were shocked at the same time. Although their swords were not as good as Yan San's name Lu, it was impossible for Ming Lu to scratch like this. Moreover, Yan San did not hold Ming Lu in his hands, but two short swords.

The two of them both retreated at the same time with the same mind, and then drew their swords together.

Yan San sneered, and a strong inner breath popped from his fingertips, hitting the sword mark, and then he twisted, the long whip swept his side, and the short sword in his left hand threw the scimitar. Fei, his stature leaped, turned around and rushed towards the sword idiot who was stunned by the blade being broken. With a stroke of the dagger, the sword idiot who dodged sideways took off his arm.

In the eyes of everyone upstairs, it was just that Yan San suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, one of the people in white had already broken his arm and screamed to the ground.

Yansan's dagger turned in his hand, then rubbed his body and leaped on it again.

The sound of metal delivery, the wind screamed, and when the five people separated again, Dong Liushui broke a leg.

"Kill Yan San first!" shouted the entourage standing on the stairs, then turned around with a grin, and said to Wang Xuanzhi: "My son, the villain is offended."

"What are you going to do?" Wang Xuanzhi pushed Ling Qingyu back and shouted sharply.

"As long as you kill her, her subordinates will naturally stop." The entourage took Wang Xuanzhi's hand and pushed it, and a short sword dropped from his sleeve, piercing Ling Qingyu.

Cheng Jia stepped forward, but one person was faster, and the golden hair fluttered in front of him. The scimitar in Su Mu's hand had already withstood the entourage's dagger, and Xie Saburo's sword was under the entourage's ribs. Stabbed in.

Ling Qingyu took Cheng Jia back a few steps, and the entourage looked at the two teenagers in front of him in disbelief, and fell down.

"Are you okay?" Wang Xuanzhi asked, and seeing him shaking his head, Ling Qingyu turned his gaze back downstairs.

Most of the forbidden troops have fallen to the ground, and the dead in black have also been killed and injured more than half.

Yan San's figure fell from the air, and the sword energy in his hand struck the fallen entourage, completely killing him, and then rubbed his body and rushed towards Mei.

Cheng Jia looked at Yan San with a deep gaze. Even if the two teenagers didn't take action, Yan San had already swept over him. In such fierce battle, did he still look upstairs from time to time?

The two of them have been abandoned, and the remaining two are not Yan San's opponents. Yan San's figure passed by and blood splashed out. After Jian Kuang also fell to the ground, Yidian Mei suddenly shouted, "No more. I surrender!"

Before he could finish his words, Yan San's sword had reached his throat, and he whispered: "Since Xiang Yansan showed his weapon, he should know that there is no living mouth under Yan San's sword." Out.

Without stopping, Yan San rushed into the group of dead men, and then the dead men were really just dead men.

The corpses on the deck were everywhere.

Chen Liang flicked his long knife and shook off the blood beads. He looked at the man who was slowly walking towards the second floor with admiration.

Shi Fang ran up to the deck, looked around, and asked loudly, "Yan San, can these three people be saved?"

"Are you saved?" Ying Shisan asked beside him.

Shi Fang looked at it. Although he still had a tone, he would definitely not survive. He said: "The cost-effectiveness of the rescue is not high. Come, come, you guys show me."

"I'm fine." Yan San smiled while looking at Ling Qingyu's worried eyes.

Seeing that his body was indeed the blood of others, Ling Qingyu turned his head to look at Wang Xuanzhi, his expression was a bit tangled. Judging from Wang Xuanzhi's performance, he didn't know the actions of his men at all, but he brought all the deaths on board now. people.

"Wang Xuanzhi, are you your father's own birth?" Ling Qingyu couldn't help asking after holding back for a while. Your subordinates can make their own claims to such an extent, you are so much less treated by your father.

Wang Xuanzhi's face was white and black, biting his lip and unable to speak. At the moment of danger just now, he only wanted to protect Ling Qingyu's life, but when he woke up, his people died all over the floor, and this was reversed too much.

"My head, Brother Wang and I have a mission, so I'll trouble you to deal with it here." Cheng Jia finished speaking and pulled over Wang Xuanzhi to greet his little servants who didn't do anything, and went back to the cabin first.

"Hey! Chen Liang! Let me tell you, we have been squatting long enough." Seeing Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi are gone, Zhang Commander said to Chen Liang.

"Why haven't seen you in three years, you still have such soft feet?" Chen Liang stabbed his golden armor with the back of a knife and said.

"I obeyed Master Cheng's instructions. Master Cheng said that he can't fight against your head, or we can single out if we find time!" Zhang Tongling said in dissatisfaction. Lord Cheng is still wise, these king killers are so fierce, they are not directly killed by people! Fortunately, I did not stand in the wrong team!

"Let them rest, and when the ship enters the deep sea, clean it up." Ling Qingyu smiled at Chen Liang.

Sipping the tea slowly, Cheng Jia waited for Wang Xuanzhi to calm down.

Wang Xuanzhi's fists were clenched tightly, and the thoughts in his heart turned a lot. Before he came, his father only said that he had to take more manpower for the extra danger, but he didn't expect that they were fighting with this idea, and even the maid given by his mother used it. Poisonous, didn't they really think about what he and Cheng Jia would do if they were not successful? Just for the boat!

"Young Master," Qin An whispered in Cheng Jia's ear: "I remember who Yan San is, Hong Lou Yan San, the number one killer in the world a few years ago. It's just that although he was famous a few years ago, he still There is no strength that can kill these four people at the same time."

Cheng Jia paused slightly. The sailors on this ship were battle-tested soldiers, and the guards were first-rate masters. No wonder she wanted to say that she was invincible at sea.

"Xuanzhi, I think the head of Ling will still safely send us to the foreign countries, but what should I say after returning? You are so lucky."

All three shadows suffered some injuries, Ling Qingyu drove them to rest each, and then took a closer look at Yan San and confirmed that there were only a few minor scratches, which really relieved him.

On the second day, when the sun shone again on the Fengshen, the deck was already clean. The remaining imperial soldiers took off their armor and strolled on the deck, while Wang Xuanzhi's remaining entourage and the small officials of the mission were tightly closed. In his own cabin.

Thinking of the man who stood in front of him resolutely last night, Ling Qingyu sighed inwardly, and went to knock on Wang Xuanzhi's door.

The one who opened the door was the young man beside him standing at the door. Ling Qingyu looked at the young man who was half sitting on the bed, half-draped in white, and staring blankly at the narrow porthole. Qingjun’s side face was full of At a loss, he called out: "Prince Prince."

Wang Xuanzhi turned back slowly, smiled at her, and said, "What's the matter?"

Although it was only one night, the graceful and graceful pride of heaven seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes, and there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes.

"I know that this has nothing to do with you, and I can only deal with it like this." Ling Qingyu whispered.

"How can I blame you?" Wang Xuanzhi smiled faintly.

"I'm here to invite you to dinner, go?"

Wang Xuanzhi shook his head slightly, Ling Qingyu sighed, then took the tray from Soum, walked into the cabin, put the tray on the table, and said: "Then you can eat something."

Ling Qingyu withdrew quietly, Wang Xuanzhi looked at a few dishes on the table and a bowl of thick porridge, slowly moved his body, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and took a sip of the porridge.

The porridge is thickly boiled, with a delicate fragrance, and it melts in the mouth.

Seeing Wang Xuan sipping the porridge, Xiao Si was relieved.