Without the stern sword blades fighting each other, the dark night suddenly calmed down, only the rustling night wind coming from the forest and the low voices of the Baizhan Village Villagers who had not escaped in the dark.

Li Wujiu fell to the ground with a thunderous thunder, and saw the stars on the snowy night. He felt his life pass by quickly from the sword wound on his chest. His eyes were wide open, but his vision gradually blurred.

He said unwillingly: "Did you change your birth date with the spiritual world and spirit** in advance, so you don't have the art of mechanics at all, otherwise... how could you break free from the Nightmare Town in an instant..."

Li Buzhuo's eyes moved from the sword blade of the Shocked Cicada to Li Wujiu.

I saw that the blood in his chest had flowed all over the ground, and the scroll around his waist was soaked in blood.

"You want to know?"

Li Buzhuo walked over and picked up the scroll of the Painting Sword Book. He saw that the material of the scroll was not bloody, but weighed hundreds of pounds. He couldn't help but wonder. If there were more than forty swords in the Painting Sword Book, it would not be surprising to weigh hundreds of pounds, but how could it be hung on the waist? It seems that using this object requires a method.

Then he looked down at Li Wujiu, whose chest was undulating rapidly.

"Tell me, how do you use this painting sword book?"

Li Wujiu was stunned and felt that the scene was very familiar in a trance. After traveling around and forcing others to compete with him to win, he also took off his own sword weapon and took it for himself. At this moment, it was finally his turn.

"Hmm?" Li Buzhuo found that Li Wujiu had no reaction to his words, squatted down and put his hand in front of him and shook it.

"Danqing...Sword Book?" Li Wujiu came back to his senses and gasped, "This thing is a treasure passed down by my family. Even if you go, it will be a piece of waste paper."

Li Buzhuo said intimately, it would be a pity that this kind of treasure would be false if it was not itchy.

The moment he started the scroll, Li Buzhuo realized that there were dozens of weak spiritualities.

Li Wujiu is alone and cannot sacrifice so many sword spirits. I believe this scroll can also have the effect of warming up the sword spirit.

"Although I am defeated by you, it is not that my sword is inferior to you, but it is beyond my expectations that you will break free from Nightmare Town. Tan Ziang, Chen Zang, Han Shengxie, whom I defeated before..." Li Wujiu murmured to himself, his tone getting lower and lower, "These people are all geniuses in the sword, I am among the geniuses... geniuses, my sword is... the right way, how did you break free from Nightmare Town."

"When I first registered my household registration, my birth date and horoscope were falsely reported for a day. I don't know where you found out about my birth date and horoscope, but unfortunately you got fake news." Li Buzhuo paused and squatted beside Li Wujiu, "Besides, swords, guns, swords and halberds are all tools to protect the Tao. There is no right or wrong, right or wrong, right or wrong, and your swordsmanship is naturally the right way."

Li Wujiu heard Li Buzhuo's first half of the words, and his breath stagnated. He never expected that he would be defeated by such a ridiculous reason. After hearing the second half of the words, he looked at Li Buzhuo and gasped: "I didn't expect you to think so? Okay, okay, I said, life and death are just false, my life..." He looked at the Danqing Sword Book, "Everything is in the sword. Since you defeat me, you must take me to see the extreme of the sword path. Even if you die, I will not regret it."

"You are too obsessed with it." Li Buzhuo shook his head. Before he could speak, he saw Li Wujiu's eyes closed.

"The method of using the sword scripture is in the center of the axis of the drawing."

Only one sentence left behind.

Dead?

Li Buzhuo tapped Li Wujiu's supreme carotid artery with two fingers, and then stood up.

What he said just now was falsely reported when he registered his household registration and his birth date and horoscopes. He just said it casually. In fact, the reason why he suddenly solved Yanzhen was because when he was suppressed by Yanzhen, he had no choice but to use the method of losing souls in six swords.

The first three styles of the six swords are all sword techniques, but the last three styles are all secret techniques with aggression. The residual heart consumes essence and blood, and the soul is lost. The essence and blood damage can still be restored, but the damage to the soul is difficult to make up for, so it should not be used easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

As soon as the soul was lost, the effect was beyond Li Buzhuo's expectations. When his soul was exhausted and turned into sword energy, the Nightmare Art collapsed on its own.

"Is it because Nightmare needs to use the birth date and eight characters, and my soul has gone through the spring and autumn of my dreams, so I have broken this technique?"

Even Li Buzhuo himself could not fully understand why he broke away from Yanzhen Town as soon as the soul was lost, so naturally he could not explain to Li Wujiu.

According to his plan, he blessed the flying sword with his soul-destroying soul. If he could not block Li Wujiu's sword, he would burn his boat and use the last "Sword Tomb", forcibly block the sword, and then kill Li Wujiu. However, in that case, the sword spirit and sword bodies would be destroyed, and the skills of sacrifice and refining the sword spirit would be in vain.

Fortunately, Li Wujiu is dead now and unexpectedly obtained a painting sword.

Li Buzhuo suppressed the idea of ​​observing the axis of the painting axis, and looked around and caught a villager in the Baibian Village hiding in the dark.

Originally, a group of horse bandits had lost their fighting spirit due to Shi Heng's death, and they only hoped that Li Wujiu could kill Li Buzhuo. As soon as Li Wujiu died, he hid and fled, leaving only a few people who had not left.

The person Li Buzhuo captured was like a middle-aged scholar. When Shi Heng first appeared, he followed Shi Heng. It seemed that the person who could speak in Baizhanzhuang Village was mostly the position of a military advisor.

The middle-aged scholar was caught by Li Buzhuo and mentioned it to the house in front of Shiheng to the north of Zhuangzi, but did not resist, and his face seemed as if dead.

"Since you're all dead, why don't you kill me too."

"Oh? You want to die, I will fulfill you." Li Buzhuo didn't blink and slashed at the middle-aged scholar's neck with a sword.

The middle-aged scholar's face turned pale and fell down softly.

"Give me your life, spare me your life."

"Do you know where Shi Heng treasures are?"

Li Buzhuo took his sword away.

"I know, I know..."

The middle-aged scholar led Li Buzhuo into the stone house, pushed open the bookshelf, opened the secret door, and saw a secret library behind the wall.

When I entered the warehouse, I saw a pair of bows and arrows hanging inside, even armor, and more than ten firearms were also listed.

"Someone in the village knows about Shi Heng serving the Dragon Bird?"

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Li Buzhuo asked.

"Indeed, only the second in commander and I know about this matter. How do you know about it?" The middle-aged scholar's voice trembled. Although he had to sacrifice his life, he was still very panicked. Since this matter was exposed, he would definitely die wherever he fled, but he did not dare to die immediately.

"The Dragon Bird has regarded the Baibeasts as an abandoned son." Li Buzhuo looked around the warehouse, "Even if I die here tonight, Hedong County will definitely investigate the Baibeasts. You will not be able to escape when you fall. If the Baibeasts are loyal to the Dragon Birds, the Dragon Birds will definitely not be like this, which will make the hearts of others."
Chapter completed!