Nightfall

Over the years, the entire Chang'an City has been dominated by the Yulong Gang. Everyone knows that there are a group of upper-level members of the Yulong Gang who can fight for good fights, unlike the harsh characters of ordinary characters: Chang San Leng, Qi Si Ru, Liu Wuheng , Fei Liuxiu, Chen Qiyin. In addition to climbing from the bottom of the rivers and lakes, Qi Si with a vicious position, the rest of the characters are randomly placed in Xicheng or Nancheng, and they can definitely play a river and lake easily.

Many people think that they will not be reconciled to their current position, thinking that they will leave the Yulong gang to find their own world, will find opportunities to come forward, and even betray their superiors. However, after so many years, these five men still closely follow their elder brother, He has never left in one step-because their eldest brother is an old man of Chunfeng Pavilion.

Few people in Chang'an have seen the Spring Wind Pavilion Lao Chao shot. More precisely, the old people who had seen the Spring Wind Pavilion Lao Chao shot have already died long ago, but no one dare to despise him, and no one would think of him. It is a paper tiger who can only talk about brotherly sentiment without thunder. Because everyone understands that the mortal characters who can hold Chang San and others in town, the sword at the waist cannot be just the ornament of the scholar.

The name Chunfengting Laochao is a shadow floating above the heads of all his enemies. They want to see what kind of wind and rain this sword will bring after the sword is sheathed from the waist, but no one dares to try, because they know that once this With a sword out of the waist, the night in Changan will surely usher in a **** storm.

Felt that everyone in his own party was deterred by the action of holding a sword towards Xiaoshu. Master Nanchengmeng stared at his big eyes and screamed: "He is only one person, and he is not a god, I will give it to me!"

There will never be a lack of **** and sloppy man in search of a hidden ninja who has the chance to kill the legendary Jianghu legend, and a herd of people who have been brave and brave by the number of companions around him. The Chang'an gang raised their steel knives in their hands and shouted that they rushed from all directions!

"I just want to go home."

Looking at Xiaoshu, the enemies who rushed up said such a word, and then choked with tears at the old alley in the rain, the sword at the waist was like a dragon, and the outer image was slow, but it quickly sprinted to the front. that person.

Ning Que looked at Zhao Xiaoshu ’s back, holding the knife handle with his right hand, but did not pull out the recently sharpened sharp knife, because he wanted to see the true strength of the Changan Night Legend, and he felt Xiao Shujun's previous statement was too compulsive, and some worried that he would be mistakenly killed by a lightning bolt when he pulled out his knife.

Chao Xiaoshu's sword style is very ordinary, ordinary long and ordinary wide, and there is nothing special about the opening. Only when the raindrop is scattered by the high-speed moving sword body, I can vaguely see many fine lines on the sword. The pattern is not a kind of rune, but more like a few gaps filled with mercury.

Too honest people will be mistaken for pretending to be honest. Ning Que stares at the sword, watching the ordinary sword change to stab at the last moment, and shoots it accurately and easily On the chest of the famous man, he finally realized that the words of Chunfengting Lao Chao were not pretending, but that this person was indeed very good.

The straight sword body was forcibly bent in the air by a certain force. Compared with its speed, the raindrops falling from the night sky were slow and outrageous, and just as the sword body slapped on the man ’s chest, The force suddenly came out from the sword body, and with a snap, it directly hit the chest deep!

A dull bang like a heavy leather!

The wailing that stopped abruptly!

The brave rushed to the front of the Nancheng gang, without even looking at the face of Xiao Shu, he was directly photographed as a kite, and it was extremely miserable to fly through the sky, flying past the dilapidated spring wind pavilion, fell It's a dozen feet away!

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Hundreds of gangs who were shouting and killing from the hustle and bustle suddenly calmed down, their eyes subconsciously drew an extremely long arc with the companion in the rainy night sky, and then quickly occupied the body with fear, and the hands waving the knife became cold .

They had imagined that when Chunfengting's old sword was sheathed around his waist, a gust of wind might blow up, and perhaps a **** rain would fall, but they never imagined that a thin blue steel sword could hold heavy A person flies so far away, the horror power contained in the thin sword wave is like a sledgehammer in the hands of the gods, moving all over the world!

No, that sword is not an iron hammer in the hands of Tenjin, it is more like a steel whip in the hands of Immortals!

The men who had rushed to the side of Xiao Shushu were stiffened by the thunder, and Chao Xiaoshu didn't stop walking in the rain. He walked with his sword in a chic manner, every time he stepped out, his wrist was slightly lifted, and his shirt was slightly vibrated, and when he waved, the thin sword body buzzed, bending and releasing, like a steel whip. Whistling and waving, the breeze wrapped in raindrops blows out, and every sword comes out with a figure flying!

With the sword body and chest, some people hit the laneway wall and spit blood and fell; with the sword body and legs, some people turned their heels and broke through the night sky, and the bone beats and fell to the ground; Then, the horror of horror sounded through the spring breeze pavilion, which was still dead.

'S way of waving his sword towards the small tree is easy and casual, and can even be described as not caring. It is like driving away the night mosquitoes in the summer. The expression on his face has not changed at all, and it is calm as usual. Yi Bu Yi Nu followed Ning Que but could no longer keep calm. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com flashed a shock in his extremely bright eyes in the night rain.

Fly the enemy with a thin sword, instead of stab the enemy with a simpler and less effort. The shot towards Xiaoshu made him a little puzzled at the previous moment, only to understand at this moment that only in this way can he keep his body at all times. Zhou always has an empty space to avoid being surrounded by the other party.

But such a barbaric and even arrogant fighting method obviously consumes energy and energy. If Zhao Xiaoshu did not want to deter hundreds of fierce men on the spot in this way, he was confident that he would shoot all the enemies to death!

Ning Que looked at the back of Chao Xiaoshu, at this middle-aged man who was arrogantly walking in the night rain, at the man who screamed from time to time under his sword, at those who could not moan in the mud in the distance People, pursed their lips and thought:

"I know you are strong, but I did not expect you to be so strong."

The gangsters in Chang'an who had been hiding among the crowd had already split their hearts at this time. They finally saw Chunfengting Lao Chao's sword today, but they had never seen it in their lifetime. On weekdays, they live very well in the shadow of the Yulong Gang. They think that the gap between the two sides is not big. If they try hard to do it, they still have a strength. Until this moment, in the cold spring rain, these talents are very cold. The facts found were so cruel.

They can live only because the Yulong Gang and the middle-aged man disdain to look at themselves more.

Legends are legends. No matter in rivers, lakes, or in the officialdom, people who can become legends in people's memories will inevitably have the reason that they become legends, and this will never change because the legends have not appeared for many years.

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(Continue to strongly recommend tickets, the next chapter is more brilliant, dear.)