"Revenge for your master?" Di Xiao saw the blade of the dagger approaching in front of his eyes, and wanted to grab it with one hand, but the blade was so fast that it turned to his throat at an unbelievable angle.He could only back away, let go of Yan Xi's hand and said, "Depending on you, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Yan Xi turned back and took out Liushuang from under the table, and the long knives came densely like frost.

Di Xiao retreated a few moves, smashed open a row of windows, and when he reached the window on the farthest side, he pulled out the wolf-headed knife from the gap, and said, "I have guessed your identity, if you are really related to the prince, you will neverDisregarding the overall situation, do something in the exchange market.”

The cold wind came in from the open fan, Liushuang pulled out the sound of the wind, Yan Xi said coldly: "It is Heqing who fought in the exchange market today, this is just a fight between businessmen, it has nothing to do with Prince Da Jing."

"Insidious and cunning." Di Xiao slashed at him with a knife.

"Desperate." Yan Xi replied.

In this negotiation, both sides had ulterior motives from the very beginning.

Neither of the two weapons hesitated, and when they saw each other, they burst into flames. With the smooth blade, Liushuang slid down the opponent's blade when they collided, and took off the force.

That collision was thunderous, Di Xiao's strength was astonishing, and Yan Xi's sea of energy was bottomless, after the two sides tested each other's strength, they drew their knives and retreated a few steps.

Di Xiao was secretly startled.

It was because it had been a long time since anyone could receive his knife head-on. Even the famous Han Linmo was so chopped that he could barely hold the knife when he received his first knife.

However, this Prince Da Jing looked thin, but he was able to retreat completely from his ruthless blow.And his strength disappeared without a trace in the opponent's moves like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

Master!

Blood dripped from the wound on Di Xiao's chest, and he didn't have time to bandage it, because Yan Xi didn't give him a chance at all.

Liushuang attacked densely like starlight, and the thick wolf head knife blocked Liushuang's sword flowers tightly. Di Xiao tried to suppress Liushuang every time the blade collided, but Liushuang slyly ran away.

Di Xiao could see that Yan Xi was deliberately avoiding the contest of strength.

The matter of Prince Da Jing's martial arts was hidden too deep, Di Xiao had no clues before, but fortunately he came prepared today.

As early as when Yan Xi made a move, Wu Sen who was present had sounded the alarm, but he couldn't wait for the experts to help him get his finger back from Zi Yuan. When the conflict suddenly escalated, Zi Yuan's sword light swept away like a ghost.Come.

When Jian Han came in front of his eyes, Wu Sen didn't even have time to react, his arm had already been cut off, and the blood splashed a wall, Wu Sen screamed in pain, screaming at Zi Yuan with both hatred and fear.

Changes came too fast, Wei Chifeng followed Yan Xi's movements to go to help, the sound of broken windows rang out at the same time, several burly men jumped into the wing room, the scimitars attacked densely, Wei Chifeng had to turn around to block the attack.

Zi Yuan's long sword was like a broken bamboo, and blood water swept around when she swung the sword. She defended the Modi people who rushed up from downstairs with one sword.

Wei Chifeng's saber light was swift and fierce, he cut several scimitars in succession, and whistled outside.

The hidden guards and Jin Yiwei of Beiyuan Palace who were ambushing all jumped out.

At the same time, the big shopkeeper of the restaurant appeared in the busy market and kindly persuaded the shops in the mutual market to close.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind. Both sides appear one after another in the form of hunters.

The waiter and the waiter in the restaurant drew their sharp knives from under the corner table, and confronted the Dimo people who rushed in from outside.

Zi Yuan cut down the first batch of masters who rushed up, and said to Wei Chifeng in the gap of turning around: "I leave this to you, and I will help the Lord."

Wei Chifeng wiped the blood from his face, nodded solemnly, he slammed the window hard, and slapped a killer who was trying to jump into the wing, his face was covered in blood.

This was a precise plan and a large-scale fight, all of them were first-class masters, no one wore military uniforms, and no sabers appeared, and the Jinyiwei who dispatched did not use Xiuchun knives.

Both sides were masters, and in the shadow of swords and swords, blood flowed like rivers.

This is obviously just a private fight, both sides try their best to disregard the relationship with the political situation, the mutual market is too important to the two countries, Di Xiao and Yan Xi do not want to drag the mutual market into trouble.

Yan Xi and Di Xiao have gone through dozens of tricks, and Di Xiao went from the initial accident, to contempt, and then had to deal with it with all his strength.

He looked at Yan Xi in disbelief, how could such a thin body have endless strength?

There seemed to be a vast and boundless sea of air, which took all his attacks.

This is the toughest opponent Di Xiao has ever encountered. Frost is as elusive as snow and mist, and the white clothes are like floating clouds. The wolf head knife is powerful, but not as fast as Liushuang.Di Xiao couldn't help Yan Xi for a moment.

However, no matter how fast the speed is, it will always show a disadvantage in the face of absolute power.

Yan Xi has been avoiding a head-on collision with Di Xiao, deliberately attracting Di Xiao to chase after him, more and more blood splattered on the ground, Yan Xi is waiting for Di Xiao to lose his strength.

Di Xiao naturally saw Yan Xi's intentions, he stopped fighting, but backed away a few steps, raised his hand and tore the cloth strips to tie up the wound, Yan Xi really took the initiative to step forward.

Di Xiao didn't use any moves this time, he just stared at Yan Xi, his strength is like a mountain, he doesn't have to turn the mountain, just wait for the other party to throw himself into the trap.

When the white robe approached, Di Xiao's lower body was extremely stable, and he suffered a bruise, caught Yan Xi's shoulder in the gap, and threw Yan Xi down heavily with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Yan Xi's body, which has practiced yoga for many years, is flexible and strong, twisting and turning in mid-air, but Di Xiao's strength is too strong, he has nowhere to use it, and he can't get rid of that strength at all.

However, he doesn't care.

He didn't take any action to defend the task while he was making space, and the frosty light pierced Di Xiao's shoulder, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Yan Xi was dizzy from the collision, and turned to avoid Di Xiao's pursuit.

Di Xiao also spared no expense, he still ignored the wound on his shoulder, he let out a rough gasp from his throat, and tore off his ripped sleeve, revealing his strong arm.

Underneath the dark skin were knotted muscles, and when he raised the knife, he had an astonishing explosive power, and he swung the heavy knife with an ear-piercing sound of contention.

Yan Xi turned over to dodge, he managed to avoid the blade a few times, but was still hit by the blade, was shocked by the terrifying force and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Di Xiao laughed ferociously, and the veins in his hand holding the knife were twisted. He slashed and slashed like a man-eating monster, and said with a vicious smile: "A beauty like you should be pitied and cherished, but it's not good to hold a knife. What a pity., I'm going to destroy you."

Yan Xi was forced to retreat to the corner of the wall, he was swept away by the wind of the knife, his eyes stared like gold stars, his left arm was wounded by the knife, blood flowed profusely, and his white sleeve was instantly red.

He leaned against the pillar behind him, endured the severe pain and held onto the window sill, his slender wrists were tough and powerful, he propped up his palms for strength, and rolled over to stand up.

Yan Xi's movement was fast enough, and the wolf's head knife slashed at the side of Yan Xi's face. He lowered his body and drew the knife to cut off Di Xiao's arm.

Yan Xi slowly condensed her breath at this moment.

He has gone through countless life and death, and the more critical he is, the more calm he is. He took a deep breath, and when he was in life and death, he thought of Song Beiming's face.

"Rong" was burning in his body, he held Liushuang tightly, and decided not to avoid it anymore.

His Meng Ze is going deep into Mo Di to attack food and grass, he is guarding the Western Region at home, Song Beiming will definitely come back, and he will live to welcome Lang Jun back.

Liu Shuang turned around, Yan Xi turned around to avoid a wolf's head knife's slash, turned around with incredible flexibility, and hit Di Xiao directly in the face.

The Wolf's Head Knife was right in front of him, and Yan Xige blocked it with his hands.

If he received this blow from the Langtou Saber head-on, his arm would surely be broken.

Yan Xi is a desperado in the duel. He dared to fight against the killer when he was young five years ago. He never thought that he was weak.

As long as he is ruthless enough, there is no one he can't kill.

Yan Xi showed a cold and cruel insanity, he didn't care about life and death, and he wanted to block with one arm for a chance to kill.

The tip of Liushuang slashed at Di Xiao's chest

At this moment, a sword was picked from the gap, the purple clothes flew, and the rain of sword light disrupted the battle situation.

The wolf-head knife that was supposed to fall on Yan Xi was forcibly split open, and Zi Yuan jumped into the battle, sighed at the cut long sword and said: "My lord, my sword is broken, please let the third master come back again!"Give me a hand."

Yan Xi was gasping for breath, he stepped back a few steps, and felt as if he had passed away in an instant.

Wu Nei's colic surged up, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, tore off a piece of clothing, and quickly bandaged his left arm to stop the bleeding.In Zi Yuan's laughter, Yan Xi loosened her eyebrows slightly and said, "I will reward you with Meng Ze."

Zi Yuan received Song Beiming's death order, and spread her sword to protect Yan Xi.

She is the head of the dark guard, and her skill is the highest among all the guards. Her sword is even faster than Yan Xi in some moves.

Di Xiao switched to a defensive position in the first few moves, Zi Yuan's strength was not as strong as Yan Xi's, and the long sword and the wolf's head knife showed their flaws a few times.

Di Xiao showed a cruel smile, and the wolf-headed sword was raging, and he said, "Give back Wu Sen's hand."

Zi Yuan's hair stood on end, she was a dead soldier, but she was terrified by Di Xiao's blood-thirsty gaze.But she didn't retreat, she raised her sword suddenly and faced Di Xiao.

As if looking at an ant, Di Xiao hooked Zi Yuan's long sword with a scimitar. Zi Yuan's arm strength could not resist Di Xiao, so she had to abandon the sword.

However, she still did not retreat, but struck Di Xiao's chest with her bare hands.

There are two knife cuts left by Yan Xi, as long as they succeed, Di Xiao can lose his combat power in an instant.

Di Xiao's scimitar was blocked by the long sword that came out of his hand, and he seemed powerless to save him.

Zi Yuan's ear was buzzing with swords, and he punched Di Xiao's chest.

Just a few centimeters away, her hand was firmly held by a rough big hand, and the sound of phalanx cracking sounded.

Zi Yuan let out a cry of pain, struggling to withdraw her hand, her sword was knocked off by Di Xiao's slamming attack on the tiger's mouth, the breath of death forced her in, and she was captured by Di Xiao's fierceness like the king of Hades at a very close distance.

She is a loyal and outstanding head of the dark guard, and she did not forget her duty - to protect the lord even when life and death were at stake.

Zi Yuan slammed it with the only forehead that she could control independently.

Di Xiao's nose bleeds from the blow, and he grabbed Zi Yuan's slender neck angrily, and said fiercely: "Women should hide behind men, and if they run out, they will die."

Di Xiao's fingers tightened like iron inserts, trying to break the fragile neck.

Zi Yuan's face was bruised and purple, showing a look of extreme pain and struggle, but there was light in his eyes.

Because she knew that as long as she adjusted her breath for a moment, Yan Xi would be able to recover.

She and Yan Xi once had a back-to-back fight, knowing that Yan Xi could kill anyone in this world.

If she can exchange for this moment of breathing, she will die a worthy death.

Di Xiao was comforting the dying prey, at this moment, a long knife was picked up, and the white coat was blowing in the wind, coming fiercely.

Di Xiao had to let go of Zi Yuan when Liu Shuang was about to cut off his wrist.

Yan Xi fought forward, while Di Xiao changed to a close attack amidst the fierce sword light, he was not as versatile as Yan Xi, and his scimitar could not catch Liushuang, which was harder to catch than water.

He can only win with one blow in close combat.

Di Xiao's scimitar can be used for close attack, approaching powerfully.

But in the melee, Liushuang's long knife could not be used, and Di Xiao stuck the blade with his body.The scimitar turned around, Yan Xi raised his fingers to pinch the turning edge of the Langtou knife.

The Langtou knife is powerful, Yan Xi's white palm sank into the blade, and was cut bloody. Di Xiao was waiting for this moment. He wanted to destroy this beautiful hand, and said with a grinning grin: "I will replace Wu Sen.Take back the severed finger."

"I'm going to disappoint you, no one can take anything away from me yet." Yan Xi stared at Di Xiao with eyes like ice cellars, and the blood feud drove Yan Xi crazy.

With a knife in one hand and Liu Shuang in the other, Di Xiao said cruelly and playfully, "The one who will be disappointed is your lover. Is Song Beiming your man? I will call him to collect the body."

When Di Xiao mentioned Song Beiming, he violated Yan Xi's deepest taboo, which is an unforgivable crime.

Yan Xi's violent killing intent rose, his eyes were instantly bloodshot, "Rong" was soaring, and the power was rolling in. He abandoned Liu Shuang and smashed his long knife to the ground.

Make a frustrating crashing sound.

Di Xiao was about to be proud.

However, the next moment, his chest was pounded by sharp claws, he lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a white hand rushing through the two knife edges on his body.

Di Xiao moved the knife violently, Yan Xi's fingers were crushed and deformed, and before he could see, his right hand tore apart the two incisions on Di Xiao's left chest like a ghost, and broke the ribs inside.

Di Xiao hissed in pain.

Yan Xi revealed a look of disgust, and twisted that dirty heart.

The wolf head knife fell to the ground.

The blood from Di Xiao's chest spurted out, splashing Yan Xi all over.

Blood was splashed all over his white clothes and fair face. Yan Xi raised his half-broken palm, and twisted his fingers strangely. He didn't seem to feel the pain, and said darkly, "Di Xiao, it's time to pay the debt with your head."

Di Xiao's body fell down.

Yan Xi picked up Liushuang indifferently, and when he got the handle of the knife, his eyes were full of hatred. When he lifted the knife, he sneered, and when he dropped the knife, the blood burst, and the head rolled away.

Wei Chifeng was finishing a round of fighting, when he turned around, he saw Yan Xi covered in blood like a Shura. He had seen so many lives and deaths, but he was frightened by this scene and felt chills all over his body.

Yan Xi unhurriedly tore off the strip of cloth to bandage her left hand.

Wei Chifeng rushed over as if waking up and shouted: "Master, your hand!"

Yan Xi didn't cry out in pain or groan, he carefully wiped off the blood stains on his face with his sleeve with one hand, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, and gently held it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

The "dried" smell on the handkerchief made the blood in Yan Xi's eyes drop.

Yan Xisu's clothes were soaked in blood, his face was pale, and he said softly: "Go home."