Zongwu: As soon as I ascended the throne, you asked me to fly to Kyushu

"Yan Shisan!"

A cold voice interrupted Yan Shisan's madness.

A very slovenly young man with a dark face, unshaven beard, and even his body exuded a stench slowly walked out of the darkness.

"I am no longer the third young master Xie Xiaofeng, my name is Aji!"

"No!!!"Murong Qiudi from a distance rushed up and tried to protect Xie Xiaofeng.

"You are the third young master, the genius swordsman, the third young master of swordsman who is known to everyone in the world, Xie Xiaofeng!"

Xie Xiaofeng pushed Murong Qiudi away lightly.

"Qiudi, forget me!"

"My name is Aji now, useless Aji!!!"

"An ordinary person who doesn’t understand martial arts,"

"No!!!"Murong Qiudi screamed heartbreakingly, seemingly unable to accept this fact.

"If you don't care about me, why do you want to save me?"

"You are my husband Xie Xiaofeng, why are you like this? Why!"

At this time, Yan Shisan walked over, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.

"Annoying woman, get out of here!"

"Xie Xiaofeng, fight with me!!!"

As he said that, he went to his waist to pull out the sword, but when he reached out to grab the hilt of the sword, he scratched the air and there was no hair.

This time he was really embarrassed.

The madness in his eyes was also caught by this. The embarrassing plot was washed away and everything became clear.

"Why...I almost forgot that I threw the sword into the river outside the Excalibur Villa!"

"Forget it!"

"Xie Xiaofeng, good luck to you!"

"Otherwise I will definitely kill you!"

Without a sword, it's nothing!

Ordinary long swords can't support sword masters like them at all. They will be scrapped after just a few moves. Such a competition is completely meaningless!

But Yan Shisan gave it up, but Meng Qianqiu But he came slowly with a gloomy face

"Third Young Master?"

"Sword God?"

"Xie Xiaofeng?"

"My brother was injured by you, what are you going to do?"

Xie Xiaofeng apologized helplessly:"I'm sorry!"

"Just apologize?"

"How about you chop it back with your sword?"Xie Xiaofeng gave an answer that stunned both Meng Qianqiu and Yan Shisan.

Is this a great master?

Isn't he a lunatic?

Meng Qianqiu glanced at Yan Shisan doubtfully:"Brother Yan, are you sure? Is he the sword god Xie Xiaofeng? Grandmaster? ? ?"

"The opponent you want to challenge?

Yan Shisan said with some embarrassment:"Yes!""

To be honest, Xie Xiaofeng's current behavior makes even Yan Shisan, the sword demon, feel a little embarrassed!

A great master hurt someone else, and he actually said the words to cut him back, which is really a bit unknowing in Yan Shisan's heart. Thinking about it, was I crazy before?

Why did I choose him as my lifelong rival?

Xie Xiaofeng's frank answer almost made Meng Qianqiu die.

He asked tentatively:"Didn't you say your name is not Xie Xiaofeng? What's your name?"

"Useless Aggie!"Xie Xiaofeng said calmly, seeming to like this name quite a bit.

Meng Qianqiu was stunned for a moment and said calmly:"Useless Aji!"

"Since you have injured my brother, there is nothing you can do to make up for it by going back!"

"How about this!"

"It seems to me that you don't like fighting and killing. Come with me and become a teacher!"

"How about teaching my brother's students?

Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and said:"I can't be a teacher, and I can't teach anything!""

"So you plan to stay here? In this ruins?"

Xie Xiaofeng looked up. At this moment, the small fishing village had been burned to the ground, and dust was flying everywhere.

He looked at the small courtyard where he had lived for a few days with some sadness, and shook his head.

"I'll first find a small mountain village far away from the disputes in the world, and spend the rest of my life peacefully!"

"no!"Murong Qiudi screamed in a sharp voice.

This was the first time she had lost her composure like this.

"You are the third young master of Shenjian Villa, the sword god Xie Xiaofeng. You are destined to become the eagle that soars in the nine heavens. How can you live with a group of untouchables?"

"Xiaofeng, I beg you, please go back with me!"

"Become the high-spirited and world-famous third young master again!"

"Okay?"Murong Qiudi begged and hugged Xie Xiaofeng.

"sorry!"Xie Xiaofeng lowered his head and said with a tired face.

"Xie Xiaofeng is dead, and now I am useless Aji, a person without a past!"

"No!!! Murong Qiudi said sternly:"Why do you do this to me?""

"Why?"

"Since you don't want to go back with me, then let's die together!"

"Poof!"Murong Qiudi took out the dagger from his arms and plunged it into Xie Xiaofeng's belly.

A stream of blood dripped along the dagger and fell to the ground.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at Murong Qiudi with a face filled with disbelief:"Qiudi, why? At this time ,

Murong Qiudi was mad because of love and hatred:"You are not Xie Xiaofeng, you are not the third young master!""

"As long as you die, the Third Young Master of Sword God will live in my heart forever!"

"Xiaofeng...Don't blame me, blame yourself if you want. You failed me again and again, and hurt me again and again. My father was pissed to death because you escaped from marriage! Murong

Qiudi's face was full of tears, and she gently stroked Xie Xiaofeng's cheek:"But I don't blame you!""

"Xiaofeng, why did you abandon me?"

"Why? ? ?"

"ah!!!"

Meng Qianqiu was also stunned by this scene.

He couldn't help but think of a word Luo Tian once said:"Green tea"’！

"Brother Yan...A great master, that’s it?"

"So weak!"

Yan Shisan had a dark face, feeling that Xie Xiaofeng in front of him was really embarrassed.

Not only had he lost the face of a strong swordsman, but he had also lost the face of all the great masters in the world.

The strongest person standing under the land gods, actually He was stabbed to death by a woman. How embarrassing!

Because Xie Xiaofeng controlled the body-protecting sword energy and did not fight back against Murong Qiudi, otherwise he would have been dismembered.

Now that a lot of blood is flowing out, Xie Xiaofeng His vision went dark, and he fainted in such an embarrassing manner.

Murong Qiudi looked at the fallen Xie Xiaofeng, pulled out the dagger, and even wanted to go up to touch it again.

Meng Qianqiu was also shocked by this crazy woman

"Brother Yan, for a penny, don’t let Xie Xiaofeng die!"

"I haven't recovered my brother's debt yet!"

Yan Shisan knocked down the dagger from Murong Qiudi's hand with a burst of sword energy. He ducked over and knocked him unconscious. He threw it on the ground with great disgust.

"Brother Meng, what should we do now?"

Meng Qianqiu shook his head, looked at the royal zombie in the distance who was still holding the bamboo leaves and gnawing fiercely, and shouted:"Zhenren Qian!"

"Mr. Meng, the poor man is here!"

"What are your orders?"

"Is there any way to prevent Xie Xiaofeng from dying?

Mr. Qian laughed and said," It's a joke!" What a joke!"

After that, he muttered something, took out a talisman from his arms, and put it on Xie Xiaofeng's abdomen.

The moment it was put on again, the blood flow was stopped.

Meng Qianqiu said to the unconscious Xie Xiaofeng:"Qian Real people, let the zombies carry Xie Xiaofeng and that crazy woman!"

"Let's quickly find a place to rest and heal Xie Xiaofeng's injuries!"

The zombie jumped over and held Xie Xiaofeng and Murong Qiudi on its shoulders.

It jumped up and down behind everyone and disappeared into the night.

However, among the countless people who died in this small fishing village, none of them People care!

Perhaps this is the cruelty of the world of Kyushu!