Chapter 339 – Guns, Rolling Yellow Sand (V)

Because of Xu Fengyen’s line of sight, inside and outside the lakeside pavilion followed the two timid Xuewei, so that the pavilion in the pendant of the imperial golden sword of the burly man rose up and attacked, and even sat behind this person Fan Bainu could not show half a bit of fear expression.

The situation changed, really too fast.

And the momentum of that knife and too harsh, like the grassland winter suddenly came to a strong wind and snow.

Inside and outside the pavilion, such as the immortal cast a stasis.

Mr. Bailian, who came down from Longhu Mountain and then went up from Qingliang Mountain, is still looking out of the pavilion with his customary smile and narrowed eyes, and Bai Yu is still holding a cup of half-drunk green ant wine in his hand, and the ripples in the white porcelain cup are clear and shallow.

The body slightly leaning forward Yang Shen Xing Yang Huchen father and son, will also focus on the pavilion outside that pair of young timid Xue Wei body, this pair of sand field fierce generals, can be described as a tiger eye, more have some sand field fierce generals unique majesty.

And North Mang Qingluan county princess maintains that waist straight twisting head looking back posture, tilted shoulders rounded and alluring.

The tea maid is still keeping her head down and keeping an eye on the charcoal fire, afraid of breaking the fire, the flickering firelight reflects on her pretty face, invariably adding a few points of luster for her.

In fact, the murder of the pavilion in the timid Xue Xue Wei from the draw knife out of the sheath of the quiet, to a knife down when still does not show the sharpness, so this knife should not have been in the proximity of the young feudal king’s head, instantly blossomed out of such a majestic momentum.

Just like the two armies against each other, the cavalry collision, naturally in the chiseling formation before the horse hooves are already like thunder, how can the spring breeze and rain in general?

But this blade, on the contrary, did it.

Therefore, everyone was caught off guard, even the Qingliang Mountain as the gatekeeper of the big steward Song Yu, in possession of a variety of subtle finger Xuan Shen Aptitude of his natural perceptions, but also a step slower to come back to God, only to see his foothold in the place of the splash of a small dust, this may be the world’s second grade of the first person of the small sect masters of the martial arts experts, is about to swept up to jump straight into the pavilion.

But at the next moment, for some reason, Song Yu re-landed on the ground, his figure did not move at all, and he no longer paid attention to the situation inside the pavilion, his eerie eyes slowly wandered over the two young Xue Wei, like a snake looking at a mouse.

This private meeting, according to the logic is as a snake of the North Liang side, to give these “something to ask for” the North Mang characters to give a horse’s head, for example, often appear in novels throwing cups as a signal, behind the screen hundreds of axemen will swarm, or in the open space on the shelf on the boiling pot of oil, the master set out to hold chopsticks. Unexpectedly, the young feudal king has been peaceful from the beginning to the end, but the North Mang side is the first to make trouble.

This set of only four North Mang barbarians, knowing that the person they are facing is one of the four great masters of martial arts Xu Fengnian, in the southern dynasty of North Mang is still separated from the iron cavalry of the Northern Liang Xu family territory, still boldly attacked, based on the courage and boldness, it is quite singable and tearful.

Mr. White Lotus’s eyes are still cast outside the pavilion, the wine in the cup, ripples dramatically, gently sighed.

When Sheriff Qingluan turned back again, she did not see the scene of heads falling to the ground and blood splattering.

She only saw that the Northern Court Cowardly Xuewei Vice Commander, who had the same surname as herself, maintained the posture of raising his sword and slashing down, the whole person was filled with the breath of power, like an eagle that had just whistled down from the clouds, with both of its claws violently hooked onto the wooden frame.

In contrast, the young feudal lord, who held a cup in his right hand with two fingers, slowly raised it, and gave her a slight smile after lifting the cup, ordinary, just like a friendly toast between two friends.

But the young feudal lord’s left hand, raised high, four fingers naturally bent, only the index finger, just against the blade of the golden peach skin sheath white rainbow knife.

This momentum like a bamboo knife, in touch with the young feudal lord’s finger, will not be able to continue to move forward even the slightest distance.

Perhaps the proof that this blade was indeed as powerful as a rainbow was the backward fluttering of the green silk of the tea maid beside the young feudal lord.

Slightly rippling and undulating, like a lotus flower in a pond.

After wielding the most martial arts true meaning sword in his life, the deputy commander of the Prairie Cowardly Xuewei, whose bravery was the best in the prairie, had a gray face, despairing eyes, and slightly trembling lips.

Xu Fengyen’s finger that blocked the imperial sword of the Northern Mang royal family, gently shook, this sheathed golden peach leather sheath white rainbow sword out of his hand, bang, swiftly nailed into a beam pillar of the lakeside pavilion.

This heart with a death wish but also think that the chance of success is very great timid Xue Xue Wei expert, do not care about the young feudal king to listen to whether to understand the Northern Mang language, trembling voice said: “You are not already by Tuoba Bodhisattva successfully seriously injured? Afterward, at Huai Yang Pass, you fought with Chen Zhi Bao again, why are you half injured at this time?!”

Fan Bai Nu rested her hands on her legs with dead fists, a clear vein appeared on her fair, snow-like skin as she raised her head and angrily rebuked, “Yelu Cangwang! Have you gone mad? Why did you assassinate the Northern Liang King without authorization?!”

This burly Xue Xue Wei was lost in thought, ignoring the County Lord’s almost furious rebuke, muttering “This is impossible” over and over again.

His knife, confident step across the threshold of the celestial realm, if it is against Xu Fengnian at the peak of the martial arts, of course, as a laughing stock of child’s play, but the spies clearly show that the young feudal lord, miserable situation, even if it can not be said to be hanging by a thread, the celestial body is almost broken, purely in terms of the body, not to mention casting invincible body of Buddhist vajra, I am afraid that even ordinary among the realm of Finger Xuan realm of jianghu martial arts is not as good as those who took the shortcut to heaven Taoist real people, seemingly endless Xuan Tong secret techniques, in fact, in the martial arts road step by step down to earth in front of the pure martial arts, unbearable.

In the timid xuewei deputy commander of the deeds exposed, outside the pavilion, one of the young timid xuewei finally can not resist that part of the torment in the heart, suddenly red eyes, roar, and then he blatantly drew his sword, instead of having the momentum to speak of, but instead of giving a person a feeling of sadness.

Just not waiting for the young Northern Mang dead soldier to take four or five steps forward, he was swept away by the figure of Song Yu from the side of a vicious kick in the waist.

The body that was killed on the spot flew out horizontally, surprisingly giving the onlookers a sense of willow fluttering in the picture.

Next, the crowd looked at the remaining Xue Wei in unison.

Song Yu’s eyes were cold, Yang Shenxing Yang Huchen’s father and son’s eyes were cold, and Mr. White Lotus, who had read too much for his eyes, as if he knew better, simply didn’t look out of the pavilion in vain, but instead put down his empty wine cup and looked with a smile at the tea maid who was like a frightened elk, as if he was going to ask her for a cup of tea.

The young timid Xuewei had a pitiful look of wanting to cry.

The visions are transverse.

Still not outside the pavilion, but inside the pavilion, just a stone’s throw away from the young feudal king.

Xu Fengyen leaned back and dodged a vicious hand knife.

The arm that revealed a section of the Shu embroidery cuff was slender and beautiful, full of ivory-colored rounded luster, only when her palm was a knife, it was heavy with killing opportunities.

If one were to be poked in the neck by this seemingly smokeless hand knife, I believe it would be no more light and pleasant than having one’s head split open by that white rainbow knife.

The bewildered County Mistress Qingluan was stunned to see that harmless tea-making maidservant with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and the afterglow between her graceful brows even retained the faint fear that she had deliberately disguised after the previous encounter with the change of events.

A twist of the wrist.

The hand knife was slashed across the young Vassal King’s throat.

In the next moment, Xu Fengyen held both arms with both hands, blocking two hand knives at the same time.

One hand knife came from the tea-boiling maidservant with a mysterious identity.

The owner of the other arm, I’m afraid that even Song Yu, who knew Qingliang Mountain well, didn’t expect it.

Beimang County Lord stared wide-eyed, unable to hold back a look of disbelief, at some point there was a young girl standing beside her, she had one foot on a couple of cases, and her hand knife was probably really only a hair’s breadth away from the temple of the servant girl who was sitting sideways.

Xu Fengyen did not look at the tea-making maidservant who was secretly harboring a murderous intent, but tilted his head up and smiled helplessly at the young girl whose figure still had a girlish childishness, “In front of so many honored guests, it’s not proper for you to come up with a handful of blood splattering images in all directions, is it?”

The young girl gave a laugh without smiling, withdrew her hand, swept her body backwards, then leapt up, grabbed the eaves of the lakeside pavilion with one hand, and disappeared after a light flip.

Only then did Xu Fengyen turn his head to the servant girl and said, “What is your relationship with that little nymph half-faced makeup of the Princess Tomb?”

The young servant girl whose appearance was actually very durable, her eyes were still warm and gentle, without any hint of the kind of gloomy violence of the unusual Jianghu killers, she turned her eyes and saw that the young feudal lord was holding his own hand, and at the tips of his five fingers, a drop of blood as black as ink was seeping out.

She re-raised her pointed chin, and saw the young feudal lord’s eyebrows, a purple and gold mark, like an immortal opening the eyes of heaven.

She laughed softly with the most authentic and mellow sounding Jiangnan Dao soft and sticky voice, “Your Highness is a good tactic.”

Xu Fengyen dismissed it with a smile.

The corners of her mouth seeped out the same dark blood as Xu Fenian’s fingertips, her face carried a look of relief as she slowly closed her eyes.

After releasing her arm, Xu Fengyen held her shoulders, letting her lie on her side on the yellow pear table.

Just like a common maid, lazily sleeping away.

Xu Fengyin took the place of this tea-boiling maidservant and handed Bai Yu a cup of the lingeringly fragrant Chun Shen Lake Tea.

Mr. White Lotus took the cup of tea, let out another sigh, and drank it all in one go, drinking tea like wine.

The Deputy Commander of the Cowardly Xuewei watched all of this with cold eyes, and when the maidservant who most likely had the true identity of a female dead soldier of the Princess’s tomb struck out, he never had the heart to take a chestnut out of the fire.

At this time, he had a bold smile on his face, absolutely no sign of kneeling down and begging for mercy, and said aloud, “Your Highness, this life of mine, are you going to take it yourself or have someone do it for you?”

Xu Fengyen reached out his hand and made a gesture of please sit down, and laughed in the North Mang’s official accent with the color of Guseizhou, “This time, this king is really strange, you Yelu Cangwang is in a family that has always claimed to be the orthodoxy of the Yelu family name, and Yelu Hongzhai Yelu Dongtuo’s family has not always been regarded as enemies of each other? You guys hate that the three dynasty gu life of yelu hongcai failed the previous emperor, and since you can sit here this time, clearly considered to be your north mang crown prince’s beloved, why would you help them turn around and stab the crown prince this time?”

Yelu Cangwang, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, hesitated for a moment and finally sat down, wondering, “Why would Your Highness think that I am allied with Yelu Hongcai and the others? Wouldn’t it be more logical for the assassination of Your Highness to come from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Northern Mang?”

Xu Fengyen replied, “Before you unsheathed your sword today, was it at least two years since you unsheathed your sword?”

Yelu Cangwang nodded.

The corner of Xu Fengnian’s mouth curled up, “And this king also knows this kind of parochial sword practicing method that emphasizes intent and not force, it must have been Tuoba Spring Falcon who secretly told you.”

Yelu Cangwang opened his mouth slightly, it was obvious that he had been hit by this young clan king who could pinpoint and calculate again.

Xu Fengnian smiled and explained, “Back then, when this king traveled the rivers and lakes of Liyang, he often acted as a fortune teller, not every time he conned.”

The corners of Yelu Cangwang’s mouth twitched.

Xu Fengyen raised his cup and took a small sip of green ant wine, narrowing his danfeng eyes, which became more and more narrow, and asked with a smile, “Don’t believe me?”

The famous Xuexuewei Vice Commander did not say anything and was skeptical.

Xu Fengyen laughed, reached out and pointed at himself, “Actually it’s very simple, the old ancestor of your kind of sword technique is far away and close at hand.”

Perhaps no one noticed that when it came to jianghu matters that were not helpful to the world’s situation, this young feudal lord seemed to be a lot more spontaneous.

Yelu Cangwang was dumbfounded, so it was like that.

His family and military god Tuoba Bodhisattva close, in the grassland up and down everyone knows, especially he and Tuoba spring falcon is a different name brother.

Yelu Cangwang exhaled heavily and asked with a smile, “Your Highness hasn’t told me yet, how do you know that my going south this time is actually Yelu Dongbed’s intention?”

Xu Fengyen said in a serious manner, “This king also only realized it now.”

Yelu Cangwang’s expression stagnated, holding back the blood and Qi that filled his mouth.

Yelu Cangwang suddenly laughed, arched his hand and cupped his fist and said in a deep voice: “This time, I took the risk of assassinating the king, and Yelu Dongbed has nothing to do with it, just that in the grassland, I very much admired the king’s reputation as the first person in the world, and I really can’t help but to be courageous enough to take out a knife, the knife was originally used for the fight for the position of the commander-in-chief of the Xue Xuewei at the beginning of next year, so I hope that you will have mercy on me! I believe that the king understands the idea of a martial arts fanatic like me, if because of this small matter, let the two princes have a misunderstanding, delaying the two princes to share the world’s ambitious hegemony, Yelu Canglang Wolf can not be blamed for all the deaths!”

Xu Fengyen’s eyes were playful, just as Yelu Cangwang was about to instinctively ponder the young feudal king’s deeper meaning, the burly man suddenly turned his head with difficulty and looked at the woman who was insignificant in his eyes.

What Fan Bai Nu, what North Mang horse drum first hand, originally as long as he made this business, the world will no longer Qingluan County, she will only become his bed a plaything.

Is that the Prince of the loser, have the guts to say a word of no?

Really annoyed him Yelu Cangwang, wait until the future of the North Mang dynastic hall turned upside down later, even that in the chess sword music house to “cold nun” to win the two words of the name of the Prince Consort, also snatched together in the bag!

Just this moment, the timid Xue Xue Wei Vice Commander Yelu Cangwang, clearly is the person who will die, a dagger pierced his thick neck.

And that Northern Mang County Lord who held the dagger with both hands, after a successful strike, swiftly pulled it out.

The action was crisp and clean, without any delay.

Yelu Cangwang covered his blood gushing neck with one hand, and with one hand trembling, he pointed at this woman of the same surname who was even more ruthless than himself.

Fan Bainu gently put down the dagger, not even looking at Yelu Cangwang, gazing at the young feudal king opposite the several cases, “Your Highness, now you and I can continue with the original topic! I still do that deal with Your Highness for His Highness the Crown Prince and Your Highness, and right now, it seems that Your Highness has no other choice!”