Chapter 119: Unknown Swordsman

Tang Lian looked at Ye Ruoyi in her arms, wondering: "What do you mean?"
"Do you know why Xiao Se and Lei Wujie were hunted down? Because their whereabouts were leaked, someone was sending a letter back to the Apocalypse, but the content of the letter was hijacked before entering the general's mansion. This messenger is Ye Ruoyi." Wuxin said.
"Are Lei Wujie and Xiao Se so important?" Tang Lian puzzled.
"Did your master always let you wait for someone in Xueyue City?" Wuxin asked suddenly.
Tang Lian was taken aback, then she was shocked: "You mean..."
"Yes, you have already waited." Wuxin smiled. "Although he changed his name and even made some tricks on his appearance, he will always be him. This cannot be changed."
Tang Lian frowned and looked at Wuxin: "How do you know this!"
Wuxin shrugged and smiled coquettishly: "That carrier pigeon told me."
Tang Lian was about to get angry, and suddenly felt a murderous look coming out of him. She turned her head hurriedly, but saw a burly man in black with a golden sword appearing there.
Corset sword, golden sword. Killer Minghou!
Tang Lian pointed her toes and lifted it lightly. Without hesitation, two flying blades stab at Minghou. Minghou withdrew slightly, holding the knife and smashing the two flying blades.
"Damn it." Tang Lian reprimanded in a low voice. After months of absence, this killer's martial arts seemed to have improved a lot.
"Minghou." Wuxin yelled lazily.
Minghou immediately took the knife and stood there with a dull expression.
Tang Lian was taken aback for a moment: "Are you a group?"
Nodded unintentionally: "I asked him to meet us here."
Tang Lian looked at Minghou carefully, but saw that although his skill increased greatly, but his expression was a bit sluggish, he quietly approached, but when he saw Minghou immediately raised the knife.
"He has lost his mind, but the killer's keenness is still there. Don't approach him casually." Wuxin smiled slightly, "Minghou, put the knife down."
"Why does he listen to you like this?" Tang Lian asked in surprise.
Wuxin shrugged: "It's a long story. But..." Wuxin frowned slightly, because he found that Minghou not only didn't put the knife down, but he tightened his grip, and his murderous intent skyrocketed in an instant. Unintentionally turned his head abruptly, and saw a man wearing a black cloak and a hat carrying a sword about the size of Minghou's giant sword walking slowly toward this side.
"This is..." Wuxin whispered.
Tang Lian swallowed, "So strong."
"It's really strong." Wuxin nodded. Although this person walked very slowly, every further step, the oppression of them became stronger and stronger. Ye Ruoyi in Tang Lian's arms even groaned slightly. And Minghou couldn't control the murderous aura on his body even more, his hands were violent, and his eyes were fierce.
"Tang Lian, you have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, what is this person's background?" Wuxin asked.
Tang Lian took a long breath: "Would you like to ask the carrier pigeon?"
Wuxin couldn't help but smile: "It makes sense, I shouldn't have let it go just now."
Minghou suddenly took a step forward.
Unintentionally exclaimed: "No!"
However, Ming Hou had already jumped up, waved his huge blade, and slashed down at the person. But in the next moment, Minghou was already blocked back. He was forced to retreat hurriedly, so he had to plunge the knife into the soil. The knife went three feet deep, and made a line more than ten feet long on the ground. The gully barely stopped the castration. Long Minghou took a breath, stood up, and drew the knife in his hand. But his hand holding the knife was shaking violently.
"Have you seen him draw his sword?" Tang Lian said solemnly.
"No, he didn't draw the sword, he just used the scabbard to force Minghou back." Wuxin sighed, "Why do I have to meet such a peerless master when I enter the rivers and lakes? It's not easy, it's not easy."
Ye Ruoyi called out again softly and struggled in Tang Lian's arms.
Wuxin whispered: "You take her to go first. I just suppressed her injury. If there is another battle, I am afraid that the gods will not save her life. I will hold this person."
"Can you?" Tang Lian frowned.
The corner of Wuxin's mouth curled: "I am a lot more powerful than the Buddha country that day. I was able to fight against the heavenly master Jin Xiangong that day. I am today, even if I come here. The sword fairy and sword fairy can also keep the wind from falling."
"Then don't pass this, there will be some time later." Tang Lian turned around and immediately ran in the other direction.
Unintentionally staying in place, suddenly felt that some of the wind had become a little bleak, and he scratched his beautiful bald head: "This Tang Lian, why hasn't it been a few months, has become dishonest."
"It's not dishonest, it's just to move randomly." Tang Lian heard his words and responded loudly.
"It's not moving randomly, it's moving with your heart. Tangmen, or Xueyue City, your heart needs to make an early choice." Wuxin said loudly, with a smile on his mouth.
The swordsman in the black cloak turned his head and looked at Tang Lian who was rushing away. He suddenly took a step forward, but a white figure stopped in front of him. Under that beautiful bald head, there was a majestic picture. Face. Unintentionally raised his head, the golden light in his eyes flashed, and the corner of his mouth was still a faint smile: "Senior, your opponent is me temporarily."
"Supernatural foot, heavenly eye." The swordsman spoke, his voice low, with a majesty like a king.
"That's right, they are all great martial arts." Wuxin slammed a palm at the swordsman.
"Big Kaye palm." The swordsman slapped Wuxin's palm, his voice calm, "Long-lost martial arts, I think I know who you are. I heard that Tian Waitian has recently had a young master who is the son of Ye Dingtian. "
Wuxin slapped the swordsman with a palm, but he felt as if his strength was sinking into the sea. He pushed hard again, only to find that the swordsman was still motionless, and he couldn't help but smile: "I guessed who you are, but You have to see your sword before you can confirm it."
"Do you want to see my sword?" The swordsman grabbed Wuxin's hand, "It depends on whether you have this qualification."
Wuxin suddenly smiled: "I caught you."
"Did you catch me?" The swordsman felt a real qi from Wuxin's hand, only to realize that the moment he grasped Wuxin, this zhenqi entangled him, he wanted to get out, but found that he took a step Can't step out.
"This martial arts is called Luohan Dingsheng, haven't I heard of it." Wuxin raised an eyebrow at the swordsman.
A figure appeared behind the swordsman in an instant, the golden giant knife in his hand dazzled in the sunlight, Ming Hou just waved the giant sword and cut his head at the swordsman.