My 24-year-old Beautiful Boss

Chapter 438: Taking the Bride

The sword in the heart is the palm of the Jianxin faction. It is a forefront character in all the rivers and lakes. The momentum formed by the high position is the timid young man who can not scare and speak. Yan, and his strength is extremely high, but it is one of the few real and established brands to be truly strong.

Although Shimianren showed enough strength and even crushed the swordsman among the four sons, how to say it was just a strong junior.

No one wanted it. It was such a junior who was so irritable to the sword in his heart that he was so noisy that he turned and shouted.

Everyone was jumping heartily, but when I thought about the performance of this stone face person before, it was somewhat acceptable, yeah, this person can be unexpected every time.

"I won't show mercy to your men. Now if you don't hold your hands, then you have only one dead."

The sword in his heart didn't fall, a bright lightning leaped from behind Xu Qingmo, and hit his face in one fell swoop.

Xu Qingmo didn't have the patience to wait for him to finish, dare to obstruct himself, and cut it directly!

However, the sword in my heart was not a waste like Xiao Jianming, and was not panic. The right **** and the index finger were close together like a sword, and stabbed up against the lightning.

A squeaking bang erupted from the high platform, and nearby guests fell back covering their ears, and even some people had bloodshot in their ears.

The sword in my heart is indeed the sword in my heart, with two fingers, I can fight with the blade!

The voice disappeared and the sword's fingers were intact, but the Qing Feng sword in Xu Qingmo's hand was broken from it, half in his hand and half sandwiched by the sword in his heart.

"Dang!"

Sword fingers in my heart loosened, half of the blade fell to the ground.

"You are now switching to my Jianxin faction, and I can spare you not to die." The sword in her heart looked at Xu Qingmo in amazement, then said.

He naturally knew the power of his sword. He was a latecomer. After thirty years of standing, he was able to set foot in the first-class. But returning from the first-class path to truth, the rest will have to train for five years at the fastest. He only spent five days.

After returning to the truth, he abandoned the sword in his hand, but he had an extra sword in his heart, and he became the head of the Jianxin faction. Every time he shot, he used the sword to refer to the sword. There was no enemy. The young man in front of him could actually catch himself. The sword was not injured, but the inferior sword in his hand was broken, which already gave him a heart of love and talent.

Such strength and qualifications, I do not know how much higher than Xiao Jianming, if the Jianxin faction has such a disciple, He Chou can not become the true tyrant in Lijianghu.

Xu Qingmo grinned and came forward, looking at the sword in his heart with interest.

"I also give you a chance. Now step away, I will not hurt you any more." Xu Qing Mo said, he just came to bring Yue Lingsu, not to kill, otherwise why nine swords, one gun, enough The bullet, what first-class comes true, is just a watermelon in front of him.

"Aren't you from another school?" Hearing Xu Qingmo's words, the sword in his heart was stunned. He looked at Xu Qingmo and Yue Lingsu in surprise, and finally nodded slowly after a long while.

"So it is, Your Excellency is a seed of infatuation, but we think more."

Xu Qingmo didn't speak, just looked at the sword in her heart.

"Unfortunately, she can't follow you." Kendo in her heart, "Jianming doesn't deserve her, you may be her best destination, but all this is not important. What's important is that the bride of Jianxin faction will not Robbed by another man. "Sword solemnly in his heart.

Xu Qingmo said: "So what nonsense."

Talking, Xu Qingmo grabbed the back of the last Qingfeng sword on his back and slowly pulled it out. The sun shined on the blade of Qingfeng sword, and the reflected light was neither as cold as the cold star sword It is not as hot as the sun-drenched sword. It is the ordinary iron piece reflecting the sunlight, but the most ordinary sunlight is more terrifying than the death eyes in the eyes of everyone.

The sword in his heart raised his **** of his index finger and suddenly moved close together. The **** were immediately close to each other, just like a sword. The momentum of his body was also changed. Previously, it was only elegant and majestic, but now, the whole body is up and down. Only revealed a pure sword.

"He has stepped out to this point!" Master Mei Yuhuang was surprised, her voice suddenly dim, "that little guy, I can't save it."

"If you don't save it, I suddenly feel that he won't die, and maybe even win!" Mei Yuhuang said suddenly.

Her master smiled, shook her head, and said it was impossible.

"Huh!" Mei Yuhuang ignored him, and continued to look over there with no reason to be full of confidence.

"When did Lingsu meet him?" Mei Yuhuang looked at Yue Lingsu, and then looked at Xu Qingmo, talking to herself, "When a person climbs against the trend and challenges the entire Jianxin faction, he must also take Lingsu away. Well, a strong enemy! "

On that side, Xu Qingmo and the sword in my heart had already turned in hands. The two were standing face to face, their bodies were not moving, and their steps were steady, but their hands had disappeared.

The speed is too fast, and it is so fast that Xu Qingmo's left hand holding the sword and the right hand of the sword in his heart are directly turned into virtual shadows, which cannot show shadows under the sun.

The only thing I could see was the white fish-like lightning in a faint shadow between the two.

Qing Feng sword turned into a slender swimming fish, like a white snake, quickly dancing between the two, bringing out a dazzling flash.

"Dare to compare the sword with the sword in my heart? Isn't this the lantern to go to the latrine to find death!"

"The sword in his heart is because he doesn't have a sword in his hand and he has a sword in his heart, but his right hand has a nickname, called a sword-breaker!"

"As long as the person who knows the sword in his heart a little bit, when he fights with him, he knows that no matter what the situation is, he can't make the sword, because the sword-breaker restrains the sword exclusively!"

"This stone-faced man does not use a sword at all. He used to use a sword as a knife to cut it. If he cuts a sword, he will abandon it. If he abandons the sword in time, he may still be able to use the sword in his heart. Fight for it, but now stupid and sword in mind than sword? There is only one ending. "

"Compared with swordsman, this is the biggest record of death this year."

The crowds said in their hearts that the swordsman was famous, but they were like Lei Guaner, and they were hard to see. It was natural that they had a chance to comment today.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click"

A thin crackling sounded, suddenly everyone closed their mouths and looked at the high platform.

Xu Qingmo and the sword in her heart stopped, still standing face to face. The only difference was that the shining Qing Feng sword in Xu Qingmo's hands was gone, and even the hilt of the sword disappeared. Only the sawdust around the feet of the two men could Tell others how the hilt disappeared in the fierce confrontation between the two.

The flash point at this time was in the fingers of the sword in my heart.

The forefinger and **** of the sword loosened in their hearts, and pieces of sharp blades slipped, rolled in the air, refracting the dazzling light, and finally fell to the ground, arousing a circle of sawdust, covering it, and the light was no longer.

"Your sword, seven or forty-nine pieces." The sword in my heart let the last blade shard slide down and looked at Xu Qingmo.

The sword-breaker is worthy of the sword-breaker. In the course of the fight just now, he actually broke his Qing Feng sword with his fingers, and his fingers were not injured.

"You are a buildable talent, and the kendo talent is the only person I have ever seen in my life. The Jianxin faction is where you should come." The sword in my heart still didn't forget to solicit.

Xu Qingmo shook her head and spread out her left hand, exposing a sparkle, smiling: "It's fifty."

Everyone looked and saw Xu Qingmo's left palm, a shard of a sword blade lying quietly, shining brightly under the sun.

After Xu Qingmo said, he tilted his hand, dumped the blade fragments on the ground, and then turned to Yueling Su.

"Fifty Avenue, Tianyan forty-nine, I lost." Jian Jian said in his heart, then smiled indifferently, took a step backward, and let Xu Qingmo pull Yue Lingsu's hand down the steps.

Lost?

Everyone on the scene could hardly believe their ears, and the sword in their hearts lost, to a person who compares with him?

how is this possible?

If it weren't for your own eyes and hearing the news, everyone would only scold the scammers, but now, the naked fact is in front of them, and they can't say anything if they want to refute it. They can only let their chin fall.

"How could it be!" Mei Yuhuang heard the Master behind her lose her voice and couldn't help turning back immediately. This was the first time she had seen her Master so disoriented.

"Actually won," murmured the master, his face unbelievable.

"Sure enough, she was the one who dared to grab the moon spirit with me!" Mei Yuhuang bit her teeth and went out the window directly, but she couldn't let others, especially a stinky man, rob her heart and soul. gone.

"Wow!"

Although the sword in the heart was not blocked, the disciples of Yu Jianxin didn't agree. When they saw Xu Qingmo and Yue Lingsu going down the stairs, they immediately surrounded them.

"Let it go!" The sword waved in the heart at the top of the steps. "Let him go."

"Master!" Said one disciple.

"There are mountains outside the mountains and heavens outside the sky. It is our Jianxin faction that is obsessed with the power of the world. Instead, we have forgotten our heart, what a reputation, but nothing but a sword." The sword in my heart looked at the index finger of my right hand, "I am The heart of the Jianxin faction. "

If all the disciples realized, some people stepped back, and silently chewed the words of the sword in their hearts, while some people didn't understand, but became even more fierce. Staring at Xu Qingmo hardly, they would not make way.

"Haha, dare to block the road, not afraid of being chopped yet?" A mocking voice sounded. "People chopped down nine of your swords and you haven't been chopped yet? Blocking the road? Can you stop it? Really kill me. "

The disciples of the Jianxin School were furious, but turned their heads to see that they were on a table with their feet on their feet.

Xu Qingmo also glanced at the Playboy, paused for a moment, and then continued to pull Yue Lingsu down, and the disciples did not stop this time.

"Can it be stopped?"

Playboy's four words directly pierced their last trace of resistance.

In this way, in the eyes of everyone, Xu Qingmo broke through the gate of Jianxin School alone and snatched the hot bride, as if all the dust had settled. Otherwise, there will be a heat wave about the story that happened on this day. Know what kind of legend will become.

"Breaking through my swordsman pie, and want to leave alive?"

There was a strange noise, suddenly rising from the Jianxin faction headquarters, as if the wind was blowing across the mountain, sobbing scary.

A dark shadow rises into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the shadow covers Xu Qingmo and Yueling Su.

Before everyone responded, Xu Qingmo's face changed dramatically.

Unprecedented enemy!

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