The owners of the two golden eagles did not come to the Luo River. However, this did not prevent them from killing people by commanding them. This is exactly what makes them powerful.

The huge divine eagle can attack within a few feet. It comes and goes quickly and kills people in a flash. It has to be said that this is an extremely powerful attack weapon. Even if it fails to hit a single blow, it can flap its wings and fly into the air and pass through the clouds. Most people can't do anything to them at all.

However, the Qin people who commanded them remotely did not expect that no matter how powerful the Golden Eagle was, their lives would be over when they met the top masters who had already been prepared for a long time.

Nangong Qi just saw that his last personal armored soldiers died in a bad life, and even Heisha died in a terrible death. He was shocked. He couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid the sharpness of the sword. He was crossing his sword in his chest, and suddenly saw the dark clouds dissipate and the moonlight illuminated again. The two huge birds of prey were spreading their iron claws and rushing towards the enemy with a ferocious gust. In an instant, a glimmer of hope flashed through his heart. He really wanted to see the powerful enemy on the other side be injured by him. In that way, he might have the last chance to save the situation.

And this thought just rose and was immediately destroyed. And it was destroyed very thoroughly! The sky was like a cover, the moon was as bright as silver. You could see clearly in the fire. The figure who killed all the soldiers, his arms trembled, and opened the sky with one sword! The sword seemed to transform into countless lights and shadows in the moonlight, and two huge eagles were shrouded in it. It seemed to be light and murderous intent!

In the blink of an eye, countless feathers floated over the Luo River like snowflakes. The two extraordinary golden eagles turned into fragmented limbs and broken bodies in the sharp and sarcastic roars, and about 17 or 8 pieces fell down with a blood rain.

Feeling the bloody smell on his forehead, Nangong Qi was stunned and reached out to wipe it. Suddenly, he shook his hands and retreated repeatedly as if he was burned by fire. At this moment, he was really shocked and angry, mixed with fear, and no longer had the arrogance and pride he had before.

Lao Ji did not go to see the bloody and bloody swords, but calmly took back the swords and glanced at the light on them with care. The famous swords are famous swords, which emitted such great power in his hands, and even a little proud of him. Since the enemies in the sky and underground have almost been treated cleanly, he should be his coachman again and protect his little prince safely across the river. As for the last guy left... Lao Ji glanced at him and left it to the little prince to decide his life and death himself!

"Damn old guy! If you have the ability, come and kill me! Why don't you dare? Don't go back, use this sword to kill me... I am the prince of the Great Wei Kingdom! Chu Jiangmian, please order him to kill me! If you don't kill me today, I will definitely order you and you Zhao people to kill you soon! Hahaha!"

Nangong Qi, whose eyes were stabbed red by blood, looked a little crazy. He waved the long sword in his hand randomly and shouted hysterically by the river.

"Save some energy, young people. Whether to kill you or not, our little prince will naturally decide. Don't use these tricks. What's so great about the prince of Wei? You should ask for your own blessing!"

Lao Ji turned around and started walking back without even looking back. His tone was full of disdain. The guy behind him, who was obviously extremely scared, thought that if he showed his name, he would not die? He could have killed him with one sword, as simple as crushing an ant. But just now, Lao Ji suddenly changed his mind. He left this opportunity to Chu Jiangmian. Because he remembered the special instructions that King Zhao Chulie had given to him when he left Zhao State. Then this time, it would be a small observation test for the little prince!

Chu Jiangmian stood in the carriage, and he watched the whole process with his own eyes. However, there was no shocking look like Bai Ye and Li Cheng on his face. He just smiled faintly and saw Lao Ji, who was carrying the sword, walk back again.

"Little Prince, the mess on the road has been cleaned up and I will not be able to mess around anymore. Please return this sword to you."

While talking, Lao Ji jumped onto the carriage and took his whip again. He handed over the sword of Gan Jiang who had just shown his power. Unexpectedly, Chu Jiangmian did not reach out to pick it up, he just said with a smile.

"This sword is too long, I don't like it. Why not... let Lao Ji keep it for you."

Old Ji looked stunned, but he did not turn to look at Chu Jiangmian's gaze. He didn't believe that this young man's gaze could be so sharp that he could see through the past hidden in his heart!

"This is a famous sword given by Emperor Zhou. It is extraordinary and extremely valuable. The little prince should keep it himself!"

"Everyone said that I didn't like this sword, why did I keep it myself? Lao Ji, you asked me for half a pot of wine just now, and I didn't even help with this little bit of help? Humph!"

"Little Prince... OK."

Lao Ji lowered his head and took back the sword. In the back of the fire, no one could see the expression on his face clearly. Perhaps only the old sword sheath worn by time could truly feel the temperature of his palm and the surging beating in his chest. But the next moment, what Chu Jiangmian said again made him roll his eyes.

"I'll say it's better first. When I don't have any alcohol, I'm not allowed to use this sword to go out for wine! Haha!"

"How can the turbid wine outside be able to re-sip before drinking all the wine hidden by the little prince?"

Old Ji muttered in a low voice and ignored Chu Jiangmian's joke. All his thoughts were already on this sword. Few people in the world knew what kind of relationship they had. Many years ago, the master of the famous sword general was at the age of being in his prime and beautiful trees. The so-called "Ji Zi, Jiangnan, is the famous sword romantic"! Countless people were fascinated by it. Now after the vicissitudes of time, when the sword found its old master again, it was already covered with wind and frost. Do it still recognize it?

Although Chu Jiangmian didn't know what Lao Ji was feeling in his heart now, he understood very well what the reason why Lao Ji didn't kill Nangong was for. Lao Ji, who seemed drunk and confused all day long, was indeed the one who understood his mind the most. Kill all those who should be killed, and of course he would leave it to those who should take action personally to kill!

"Brother Mian, what are you going to do? You don't have to take action yourself, I'll kill him for you..."

Seeing Chu Jiangmian take out a knife from the carriage, Murong Li took a step forward and stopped him. He knew what he was going to do, but under such circumstances, he would not allow him to take risks. However, Chu Jiangmian's attitude firmly interrupted him.

"Xiao Li, do you still remember the oath I made on the mountain?"

"Brother Mian...!"

"This knife was left by Zheng Qi. I thought I wouldn't have the chance to avenge him with my own hands... but I didn't expect that he had a spirit in heaven and asked his enemy to come to him on his own initiative. If I don't fulfill my oath, how can I be worthy of him?"

Chu Jiangmian pulled out the knife. The blood stains on it reminded him of the man's face. Murong Licheng let go of his hand and no longer blocked him. This is indeed his Mian brother, worthy of his lifelong followment!

Bai Ye's eyes were also full of admiration. Such a person who values ​​affection and friendship would not be in vain for the hard work he had been running around for thousands of miles. Lao Jize didn't say anything. He just held the sword and continued to drink the remaining half pot of wine.

Jiang Xueer, who poked her head out of the car, showed excitement in her eyes. No matter what she did, her brother Jiang Mian would never fail. Even if he killed someone, that person would definitely be damned. She would raise her hands and feet to support him. But she didn't notice that the woman who was quietly watching her eyes flashed in her eyes.

"He was so loyal to an ordinary guard... If he had used the power of Zhao to take revenge in the past year, would he still be so generous?"

The woman named Murong Qiancheng stared at the back who drew her sword, thinking about the long-distance future. But she was not sure whether the deep hatred she shouldered by her siblings could get help from this person.

The bright moonlight, the reed marsh, boundless blood, and a strong murderous intent. Nangong Qi, who was waving a long sword in his hand, looked at the figure gradually approaching, and he finally confirmed that it was Chu Jiangmian who he was going to kill! After a moment of dazed, he suddenly laughed wildly.

"Chu Jiangmian! What does it mean to bring a knife? Do you want to fight me one-on-one? A useless playboy has such courage? Hahaha!"

"I'm not interested in fighting you one-on-one, but I'm here to send you on my way!"

Ten feet away, Chu Jiangmian stopped and looked at Nangong Qi opposite him with a calm expression. Not far away from them, the reeds were burning. As the fire broke out, two long figures were pulled out. Nangong Qi seemed to have heard the funnyest joke in the world. He pointed at Chu Jiangmian with his finger and smiled even more rampantly.

"Just you, you are going to chop my head? Who gives you the confidence! It's simply...hahaha!"

"That day, you personally killed my guard and cut off his head... This account will be returned today. If you want to laugh, continue to laugh. I can still give you this time. When your head is cut off, you will never have a chance to laugh!"

Chu Jiangmian continued to say lightly. There was no smile on his face. Because he believed that Zheng Qi's soul was watching in the night sky, watching himself avenge him with his own eyes.

"Then... come on!"

Nangong Qi, whose hatred light burst out in his eyes, suddenly swung his sword and slashed. Since Chu Jiangmian came here to seek death, then let's take a cushion before he died!
Chapter completed!