Fantasy: My engagement was broken off by a saint, so I married her master

"Xiao Xiao! Come and accept your fate!"

Meng Tian stepped forward with an arrow. The long knife in his hand was like a sickle used to harvest wheat waves. It was extremely fast. Under his slash, all the surrounding weeds bowed their heads.

"No wonder Meng Tian is not afraid, he has already practiced the Hunyuan Sword Technique to this point!"

Wu Jiuding sighed softly, "In the face of battle, realm is never the only criterion."

"Proficiency in a move, or the use of the natural environment, or the use of treasures, can turn defeat into victory, and even kill people by leapfrogging!"

"Brother Meng Tian has practiced the Hunyuan Sword Technique to the point of proficiency, and his strength is extraordinary!"

Seeing how fierce Meng Tian's sword skills were, Bayantu's expression did not change at all.

"There are thousands of sword skills in the world, but I have never seen a few people whose sword skills are as exquisite as my Prairie Crazy Sword's."

"You're really good, haha!"

"Cut the nonsense!"

Meng Tian raised his eyebrows, jumped up and slashed head-on!

boom!

The sword lights of the two men intertwined, and everyone's eyes lit up. The two men kept their movements motionless.

As for what just happened, no one could see clearly.

Click!

There was a slight tearing sound, and the gray-robed man's robe was intertwined into pieces by the sword light and flew to the ground.

Wu Jingtian and others were overjoyed. Could it be that the Hunyuan Sword Technique was even better?

As soon as the smile appeared, it froze on his face.

puff!

Meng Tian spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a fatal blow!

Meng Tian tried his best to tear Bayantu's clothes to pieces, but lost his life.

"Brother! Bastard! I'll kill you!"

Meng Jie saw his brother lying in a pool of blood, his liver and gallbladder bursting, and emotions of anger and grief filled his mind. He just wanted to rush forward, cut Bayantu into pieces, and avenge his brother!

"What a pity. Your brother was too useless and died too quickly. He couldn't experience the emotion of despair. It's such a pity."

"But it doesn't matter. As my younger brother, I'll let you taste two despairs in a while."

"You're going to die anyway, so it's better to die in pain!"

"Wu Jingtian, do you have a different feeling when you see the masters you invited fall in front of you one by one?"

Bayantu stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the crack knife with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Wu Jingtian's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he was speechless.

Then there was another gust of wind and grass, and the weeds that bound Wu Jiuding spread out, and the seal on his spiritual power was released.

"If I read correctly, you should have reached the state of integration."

"I will teach you a lesson today, let you know that even if you are at the same level, there is still a gap!"

This time, Bayantu's body moved first. He jumped towards Wu Jiuding with strange steps.

Faced with such an unusual attack, Wu Jiuding did not panic. He firmly held the Emei thorn in his hand and stabbed Bayantu's chest fiercely!

Spiritual power surged and gathered on the double thorns, and the two iron thorns bloomed with dark blue spiritual energy!

Ding!

There was a harsh sound of metal collision, and the double thorns hit the blade of the crack knife. The scimitar instantly shattered and fell to the ground piece by piece.

Seeing this scene, Wu Jiuding felt happy. Without weapons, no matter how powerful the sword technique is, it cannot be effective!

But Bayantu's face was calm, and he was very calm about the knife breaking.

"The power is good, but it's a pity it's useless."

Bayantu's voice fell, and then his body suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Wu Jiuding was startled and quickly stepped back. A pressure suddenly hit him from above. When he looked up, he saw Bayantu's figure in the sky!

The originally broken crack knife was put back together again, and he held it in his hand.

"Leaping Slash!"

"Master Wu, be careful behind you!"

Wu Jingtian suddenly thought of something and reminded him loudly.

"later?"

Wu Jiuding turned his head subconsciously and saw a flash of sword light.

When is this!

Bayantu's sword skills were so fast that Wu Jiuding didn't even see how he made the move!

I felt a burst of burning pain in my chest and back, and then I couldn't hold on anymore and fell to my knees directly on the ground.

Bayantu did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but looked at Wu Jingtian with a charming smile on his face.

"Wu Jingtian, are you familiar with this set of moves?"

Before the words could even be finished, a whirring sound was heard that broke through the air!

Bayantu's heart was moved, and he turned around to look, only to see the Emei thorn stabbing at his brow as fast as lightning!

puff!

The sharp iron thorn penetrated Bayantu's head directly!

"It's done!"

Wu Jiuding was delighted. That sneak attack just now had used all his power!

I didn’t expect it to actually hit!

"Are you happy?"

"The happier you are, the more excited I am! Hahaha!"

Wu Jiuding trembled, turned around, and looked at Bayantu desperately.

His face was very close to hers, the Emei thorn was inserted between his eyebrows, and blood was constantly flowing from his eyebrows. It looked very scary, and it had a huge impact on Wu Jiuding's soul!

"How is it possible? Why are you still alive after being struck by my thunder!"

"Are you talking about this?"

Bayantu pulled out the Emei thorn on his brow, and then a stream of hot blood spurted on Wu Jiuding's face, with deep fear in his eyes.

"It really hurts."

"what!"

As Bayantu said this, he stabbed Wu Jiuding's thigh with the Emei thorn stained with his own blood, and nailed his right leg tightly to the grass!

The excruciating pain made Wu Jiuding sweat profusely and almost fainted from the pain.

"How can I, a person who died before, die again!"

"Haha, just enjoy the pain slowly. After I take care of the others, I will torture you again!"

Bayantu swept his eyes from the remaining three people, and finally stopped at Gu Changge.

"You have thin skin and tender flesh, and you are still dressed so cleanly. I hate it the most."

"You're next."

As he hooked his hands, the weeds that bound Gu Changge's body dispersed, and his sealed cultivation was restored, and his strength returned again.

"Nephew Gu Xian, I am sorry for you. I should not have dragged you into this muddy water."

"You have saved my life many times, but I have harmed you!"

Wu Jingtian clenched his fists and his eyes were a little red. Meng Tian and Wu Jiuding were okay, but Gu Changge was the son of his old friend. Gu Yangqiu had helped him a lot back then, but now he had killed his son!

How could he remain calm like this!

But who would have thought that Gu Changge smiled confidently and said,

"Your Majesty, you brought me to Xiangshan for my own good. I will always keep this song in my heart."

"It's not something you could have expected to encounter now. Besides, I may not die!"

"Long song..."

Wu Jingtian looked at Gu Changge in surprise. Faced with such a difficult situation, he was calm and indifferent, not afraid of danger.

With such strength and mentality at such an age, given time, he will definitely be the mainstay of the Great Zhou Kingdom!

Such a talent will be killed by himself!

"Haha, you arrogant boy, you really don't know how to write the word death!"

It's now!

Gu Changge's eyes were bright, and a dazzling golden light bloomed in his palms, covering everyone!