Because of Xu Fengnian's line of sight, both inside and outside the pavilion by the lake were also staring at those two cowardly Xue Guards, so much so that when the tall and sturdy man with the golden blade in the pavilion suddenly attacked, even Fan Bainu, who was sitting behind him, didn't have time to show the slightest expression of alarm.
The situation changed too quickly.
Moreover, the momentum of that saber strike was too fierce, like a strong snowstorm that suddenly came during winter on the grassland.
It was as if there was an immortal inside and outside the pavilion.
Mr. White Lotus, who came down from the Dragon Tiger Mountain and then went up the Qing Liang Mountain, was still habitually looking outside the pavilion with a smile. Bai Yu was still holding a cup of Green Ant Wine in his hand, and the ripples in the white porcelain cup were light.
Yang Shenxing and Yang Huchen, who were leaning forward slightly, also put their attention on the two cowardly guards outside the pavilion. This pair of fierce generals on the battlefield were really eyeing them covetously, and they even had the unique majesty of fierce generals on the battlefield.
And Princess Qing Luan of Beimang maintained the posture of looking back with her back straight. Her slanted shoulders were round and attractive.
The maidservant who was cooking tea was still paying attention to the charcoal fire with her head down, fearing that it would spoil the fire. The flickering light of the fire shone on her delicate face, imperceptibly adding a bit of radiance to her.
In fact, the cowardly guard in the pavilion who attacked silently from the moment he unsheathed his blade to the moment he chopped down, so this blade shouldn't have instantly released such a powerful aura when it was close to the young lord's head.
Just like when two armies collided, naturally, the horse hooves would already be as loud as thunder before the battle. How could it be like a spring breeze drizzle?
However, this saber strike had done it.
Therefore, everyone was caught off guard. Even Song Yu, who was the gatekeeper of the Qing Liang Mountain, who had all kinds of mysterious finger techniques and naturally had sharp senses, was a step slower to react. A burst of fine dust splashed up from where he stood, and this martial arts master who might be the number one level two master in the world was about to jump into the pavilion.
But the next moment, for some reason, Song Yu landed on the ground again, and his body didn't move at all. He no longer cared about the situation in the pavilion, and his gloomy eyes slowly moved around the two cowardly guards like a snake looking at a mouse.
Logically speaking, as the local tyrant of Northern Liang, this private meeting was supposed to be a show of strength to these Northern Mang characters who had 'something to ask of them'. For example, in historical novels, throwing a cup was often used as a signal. Hundreds of executioners would swarm over from behind the screen, or a pot of boiling oil would be set up in an open space, with the owner holding chopsticks. Unexpectedly, the young lord from the beginning to the end, Beimang was the first to attack.
. this group of Beimmortals knew that they were facing one of the four masters of the Beimang Wushu, and in the territory of the Xu of the Xu family's territory of the Xu's family of the Of Of of of of of of the Beiliang cavalry 'of the of the Xu of the Southern of Beimang' 'of the Southern of the Family''s of the Of the Of's........
Mr. White Lotus's eyes were still looking outside the pavilion. The wine in his cup rippled violently, and he sighed softly.
When Princess Qing Luan looked back again, she didn't see the scene of heads falling to the ground and blood splattering everywhere.
She only saw the deputy commander of the Beiliang Xue Guards, who had the same surname as her, still holding the sword in his hand. His whole body was full of power, like an eagle that had just swooped down from the clouds, his claws suddenly hooked onto the wooden frame.
In contrast, the leisurely young lord was holding the cup with two fingers on his right hand, slowly raising it, and then smiling at her after raising the cup. It was very ordinary, like a friendly toast between two friends.
But the young lord's left hand was raised high, and his four fingers were naturally bent. Only his index finger just happened to be pressed against the blade of the White Rainbow Sword in the golden peach skin scabbard.
This unstoppable blade, after touching the young lord's finger, couldn't move forward even a little bit.
Perhaps what could prove that the previous blade was indeed unstoppable was the black hair of the maidservant next to the young lord.
The slightly undulating black hair was like a lotus in a pond.
After waving the blade with the most True Meaning of Martial Arts in his life, the deputy commander of the Beiliang Xue Guards was pale, his eyes were desperate, and his lips were slightly trembling.
Hsu Fengnian's finger that blocked the Beimang Royal Family's sword gently shook, and the White Rainbow Sword with the golden peach skin scabbard flew out of his hand, and with a bang, it was quickly nailed into a pillar of the pavilion by the lake.
The Beiliang Xue Guards, who was determined to die, but also thought that the chance of success was very high, didn't care whether the young lord understood the Beimang language or not, and said in a trembling voice, "Weren't you successfully injured by Tuoba? And then in Huaiyang Pass, you fought with Chen Zhibao, why are you not injured at all?! "
Fan Bainu's hands were tightly clenched on his legs, and blue veins appeared on his white skin. He raised his head and shouted angrily, "Yelu Canglang! Are you crazy?! Why did you assassinate the King of Beiliang without permission?! "
The burly Dainty Xue Guard was in a daze. He turned a deaf ear to the Commandery Princess's exasperated reprimand. He muttered to himself, "This is impossible" over and over again.
He was confident that he had crossed the threshold of the Celestial State. If he was facing Hsu Fengnian, who was at the peak of Martial Arts, of course, it would be a joke. But the spy report clearly showed that the current young lord was in a bleak situation. Even if it couldn't be said that his life was hanging by a thread, his celestial body was almost shattered. Purely speaking of his body, he was even weaker than the ordinary Jianghu Warriors who had reached the Finger Xuan State, let alone the Great Vajra of Buddhism who had cast an invincible golden body. It was just like those Taoist Immortals who had taken the shortcut to the sky. They seemed to have endless mysterious secret techniques, but in fact, they were vulnerable in front of the pure martial artists who were down-to-earth on the road of Martial Arts.
After the Deputy Commander of the Beiliang Xue Guards was exposed, one of the young Beiliang Xue Guards outside the pavilion finally couldn't bear the torment in his heart. Suddenly, his eyes turned red, and he roared, and then he blatantly pulled out his sword. Not only did he not look imposing, but he also gave people a feeling of sadness.
However, before the young Beimang Guard could take four or five steps forward, he was kicked in the waist by Song Yu from the side.
The corpse that was killed on the spot flew out, giving the onlookers a feeling of fluttering willow catkins.
Next, everyone present looked at the remaining Beiliang Xue Guard in unison.
Song Yu's eyes were cold, Yang Shenxing and Yang Huchen's eyes were sharp, and Mr. White Lotus, who had been reading too much, seemed to know his own limits. He didn't look outside the pavilion in vain. Instead, he put down the empty wine cup and smiled at the frightened maidservant who was cooking tea, as if he wanted to ask her for a cup of tea.
The young Beiliang Xue Guard had a pitiful look on his face.
A strange scene appeared.
It was still not outside the pavilion, but inside the pavilion, very close to the young lord.
Hsu Fengnian leaned back, barely dodging an extremely ruthless hand knife.
The arm that was exposed from the Shu embroidered sleeve was slender and beautiful, full of ivory gloss. But when her hand was used as a knife, it was full of murderous intent.
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