Big brother is here, she and Xiyue are saved!

Gui Bu held the scabbard of King Nanyang's sword with his left hand, and with his right hand, he grasped the hilt, pulled out the sword and cut towards King Nanyang's throat.

King Nanyang took several steps back to avoid it.

Gui Bu stomped his feet hard, flew into the air and attacked King Nanyang. At the same time, he threw the scabbard in his hand away.

It seemed like a random throw, but in fact it was extremely fast, like an arrow shot from a bow, and shot fiercely at the peddler who was holding Wei Xiyue.

He didn't even look at him, so the vendor certainly didn't think he would attack him. By the time he reacted, it was too late. The scabbard pierced through his forehead and pierced his head.

Jiang witnessed this scene and shuddered.

At this moment, she finally believed that her elder brother was a assassin.

Gui Bu exchanged a few moves with King Nanyang, and before Wei Xiyue could look up at the cruel scene above her head, he used his Qing Kung Fu to hold her in his arms.

"Don't look," he said.

Wei Xiyue obediently raised her little hands and covered her eyes.

"Were you acupunctured?" Gui Bu frowned and untied her acupuncture points.

Wei Xiyue called out, "Uncle."

At this time, Jiang also completely dealt with the driver who was drugged.

Gui Bu rushed over and handed Wei Xiyue to her: "Take Xiyue back."

Jiang nodded.

Now is not the time to show off. She cannot interfere in the battle between her elder brother and King Nanyang. It is better not to stay here and distract her elder brother.

She hugged Wei Xiyue over.

Since uncle didn't say that it was ok to look, Wei Xiyue just kept covering her eyes obediently.

Thinking of something, Jiang said: "Wait, brother, Xiyue's shouting seems to be able to disturb him, otherwise-"

Ghost Fear: The little guy's scream is like an indiscriminate attack, is he afraid too?

Really, how can a child scream so loudly? Also, wouldn’t his throat hurt if he screamed too much? “Go back.”

He said in a deep voice.

Jiang no longer hesitated, holding Wei Xiyue and took two steps, then turned back and said, "Brother, will you come back safely?"

Gui Bu rarely said "I am a death warrior, and death warriors have no past", he just nodded imperceptibly.

Jiang smiled with tears in her eyes and walked back quickly with Wei Xiyue.

King Nanyang chased after him, but Gui Bu stopped him with a sword, and the two fought for two more rounds.

The reason why King Nanyang did not rush to attack when Gui Bu was talking with Jiang just now was because he was taking hangover medicine and at the same time using his internal energy to dispel the smell of the milk wine.

But by coincidence, he heard some extraordinary news.

"Are you Wei Chen?"

Wei Xiyue called him uncle, and Jiang called him brother. He thought that there should be no other person in the world who could be addressed like that by them.

King Nanyang said coldly: "You are not dead? And you have become a dead soldier?"

The ghost said in terror: "You will die soon."

There was no fear in the eyes of King Nanyang: "Do you think everyone is Qin Canglan? Even when Qin Canglan defeated me by chance, it was only because he discovered my weakness by accident. Otherwise, how could I lose to him?"

Gui Bu said calmly: "Being able to discover it is a skill."

King Nanyang sneered: "I don't deny that you are right, but if you plan to continue to take advantage of my weakness, I am afraid I will disappoint you. My weakness is gone, but I know one of your weaknesses."

Gui Bu looked at him deeply: "When you talk too much, you are just wasting time."

Nanyang Wangdao: "You know me very well."

The ghost said in terror: "It's no use delaying. No matter how many people come, they can't save you!"

King Nanyang smiled and said, "I advise you to think carefully about the possibility of killing me before you take action. If you use your remaining internal energy to turn around and escape now, you may still have a chance of survival."

"Do you recognize it? It's the power-dissolving powder used by your assassins. My people told me that I was being followed by an assassin. How could I be defenseless?

"You shouldn't have saved that child. You should have sprinkled the powder on her body. Don't you death warriors have no past? Since you have chosen to be a death warrior, you should wholeheartedly forget your previous identity."

Gui Bu used a killing move towards King Nanyang, but was knocked away by King Nanyang's palm.

He turned in the air, kicked the tree trunk with his toes, used the force to leap backwards, did a somersault, and landed steadily on the ground.

King Nanyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "After inhaling for so long, you still have strength. It's a little stronger than I thought. However, it's only a little bit! That's all!"

He raised his sword and slashed at the ghost.

There are no fancy moves in the fights between masters; it's all about punching into flesh and swords drawing blood, a style of fighting that's closest to instinct.

After another round, Gui Bu vomited blood, knelt on one knee on the ground, and used the tip of his sword to support his body.

"Still got the strength?"

A sharp sword energy from him blasted Gui Bu to the ground. He walked towards Gui Bu step by step, dragging his sword across the ground. The blood on the blade flowed down, drawing a long river of blood.

He raised his sword and was about to chop off the ghost's head with one strike.

"Green grass, willow leaves fluttering, thousands of birds flying like clouds and silken threads~"

Wei Xiyue's singing echoed in the silent forest, her voice was clean and ethereal.

"Xiyue, what are you singing?" asked Jiang, who was holding her. "Who taught you? Why haven't I heard it before?"

Wei Xiyue was immersed in her own world and could not hear Jiang's voice. She continued to sing:

"Blue sky~ Mountain wind sways~ Thousands of flowers bloom~ Early~ Spring~ Early~"

…

"Father! I have learned the song that mother taught me. I will sing it to you! "Green grass, willow leaves fluttering, thousands of birds flying in the clouds, blue sky, mountain breeze swaying, thousands of flowers blooming, early spring, early spring " "Father! Did Min'er sing well?"

It was as if someone had chopped off the King of Nanyang's head, and then pried it apart bit by bit with his bare hands, causing him so much pain that his eyes were bloodshot.

He bent over, held his head with his left hand, and roared in pain.

Seeing this, Gui Bu took the opportunity to kick him down! He fell to the ground and spit out blood.

He stood up with a somersault and swung his sword like crazy.

"I am the King of Nanyang!"

"I am!"

Gui Bu gave him a strange look and rushed forward with a sword! This sword was blocked by King Nanyang.

King Nanyang looked at Gui Bu with a sinister look in his eyes: "No one can kill me! Not him! Not you either!"

His aura suddenly surged and he stabbed at Gui Bu with a sword.

Gui Bu did not dodge, but met his sword with his shoulder, and then pounced on him naturally.

He grasped the sword in his backhand.

The sword that seals the throat will not be sheathed until the throat is sealed! "It's over!"

Gui Bu didn't call him King of Nanyang.

After he finished speaking in a cold voice, a terrifying murderous aura surged up, as if the sword of the King of the Underworld stabbed into his chest!

The King of Nanyang... or rather the man in front of him looked at Gui Bu in disbelief, and said in a mad voice:

"I am... the King of Nanyang... I am... the new emperor... I... I am..."

His eyes were dazed and he stared at the ghost in a daze.

"Wei Chen..."

He fell in a pool of blood.

(End of this chapter)