Lu Sheng looked at where it was soft.

"You wait here, I'll go back. Deal with one or two a little. ”

"Go, go, go. "Where is the laziness to run everywhere, she has seen a lot of such things, it is nothing more than saying a few polite words in the past, everyone putting on a scene, the number of people, and the background backstage.

See whose relationship is strong enough, whose manpower is enough, and whose connections are strong enough, then you can press the other party to bow their heads and admit it.

This rivers and lakes, this martial arts, good and evil can be peaceful for a long time, relying on these unspoken rules that are not clearly stipulated.

Otherwise, everyone will be mixed up in the rivers and lakes, and when they go out all day long, they will be cut and killed, and no disciple of any family will be able to withstand the consumption.

Throw rats at each other, restrain each other, and fool the people in the past.

After Lu Sheng became familiar with this set of rules for a while, he also rushed over with such thoughts, planning to rely on his identity and people to reason with facts.

Regardless of whether it is evil or right, everyone is not happy when there is a conflict, violence is not the only way to solve it, everyone comes out to mix. As long as you give each other a face, give a step down, hello, hello, hello, everyone, it's really good.

He doesn't have time now, and he is not in the mood to take care of the Hayama Sword Sect's. If it weren't for him, who was the highest in the neighborhood, Lu Sheng wouldn't even want to watch the excitement.

But now there's no way around it. People have come to the door, and they have to deal with it first.

He followed the senior disciple who led the way, and as he hurried, he let out a shrill sound similar to the sound of a whistle to inform the outer disciples stationed nearby.

So, when he was still halfway there, Lu Sheng was surrounded by at least twenty outer disciples, all of whom were wearing swords, all of them were dressed in light gray suits, neatly aligned, and everyone retreated on the street.

It's just that to Lu Sheng's surprise, by the time he arrived at the place of the incident, it was already too late.

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Green Mansion Wine Workshop.

The brewery was in shambles, tables and chairs fell to the ground, some chair legs were broken and people were holding in their hands, and smashed shards of the vat were scattered everywhere on the ground.

The three people of the Yeshan Sword Sect were guarding in front of the two women in yellow, staring at the few people in green clothes sitting opposite with blue faces.

"In broad daylight, there are really people who rob people's daughters, don't you know that this is the territory of my Yeshan Sword Sect!?"

A middle-aged man who took the lead in the Hayama Sword Sect was surnamed Sun and his name was Showa. Sun Zhaohe is the person in charge of the security of this block, and he is also the person in charge of the property placed here by the sect.

On weekdays, he was reluctant to come forward to deal with these fighting, but this time even his nephew was involved, so he had to come forward, hoping that the other party would give face, and both sides would take a step back.

Unexpectedly, the few people on the other side ignored his politeness at all.

Since they're welcome, don't blame him for being polite. Sun Zhaohe slowly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, ready to strike at any time.

The people in Tsing Yi sneered a few times.

"Don't say that you Yeshan Sword Sect, what about the Seven Mountains Martial Alliance? Our Black Snake Sect is tracking down thieves, these two stinky girl skins have stolen the most important treasures in our sect, and we are about to arrest them! You are coming out now, this is to be an accomplice, right?"

"You're talking nonsense!!" a girl in yellow said angrily with tears in her eyes, "That's obviously our family heirloom! You !?"

Another beautiful woman was also weeping on the side, which was pitiful.

"A little girl's skin is quite pretty!" The man in Tsing Yi was also angry, "Give it to me!!" he waved his hand.

The other two didn't say a word, and the fit suddenly rushed up.

Sun Zhaohe hadn't heard of any Black Snake Sect, and thought it was an ordinary sect, but he didn't expect that it was not ambiguous at the moment, and he took the two senior brothers to draw his sword and stepped forward, and a set of jade swordsmanship was used smoothly, and he was in a ball with the man in Tsing Yi at the head.

Outside the door, the industry buddies of the Hayama Sword Sect saw it, and hurriedly ran out quietly to call someone to inform the junior brothers of the faction.

"There are a lot of them, please come to the Dharma Protector!!" the man in Tsing Yi who took the lead said in a low voice.

One of the people in green clothes, seeing this, also quietly released a green line from his sleeve, and the green line crawled out from under his feet, and disappeared like lightning. Apparently, he also informed the same door.

The two groups of people slashed indiscriminately, and the jade swordsmanship followed the consistent light and agile route of the Yeshan Sword School, with fast speed and tricky angles.

The man in Tsing Yi is a scimitar with a degree of advance and retreat, turning into a hedgehog-like formation around his body, whether it is blocking or attacking with a knife, he is heavy and can advance and retreat freely.

Fighting, the rest of the people were forced to a temporary truce by the two leaders. In the rules of the rivers and lakes, if these two masters who can already be called good players play each other, it can completely determine the outcome of this fighting spirit.

Sun Zhaohe and Tsing Yi are the two leaders, and if they take out one at will, they can easily deal with five or six strong men waiting for leisure.

They can be said to be the decisive force on the field, and the victory or defeat between the two affects the victory or loss of the entire scene.

Waited for a while.

Bell, bell, bell.

With three crisp sounds in a row, the man in Tsing Yi slashed three times in a row, slashing at Sun Zhaohe's long sword.

The blade snapped and flew out, Sun Zhaohe's face was ugly, he took a few steps back, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He still lost, but the other party didn't have a good time.

The man in Tsing Yi laughed, but immediately followed by a cough. There were three sword marks on the right side of his chest, although all of them were not as deep as flesh, but they also hurt his lungs.

"The Hayama Sword Sect is nothing more than that!!hahahaha!"

When Sun Zhaohe heard this, his face quickly turned blue.

"Die for me!!!" he waved his hand.

Several people behind him, who had long been unable to bear it, suddenly drew their swords one after another, and rushed towards the Tsing Yi man with angry eyes.

I don't know when I was outside the door, but there were also strong men with knives in their hands. Hearing this, they all rushed through the door.

"Insult my Yeshan Sword Sect and hack him to death!" Sun Zhaohe roared.

The three people in Tsing Yi panicked, there were so many people, there were thirty or forty of them in a blink of an eye, and they were still in such a narrow space. If the other party really wants to kill them, they don't want to leave this place alive at all.

"What a big breath!!"

At this moment, a blue-green figure wind passed through the gap in the crowd, and slapped each of the five or six people on the chest like lightning.

Bang bang!!

The five people flew out upside down and became a rolling gourd, spitting blood from their mouths and falling unconscious on the spot.

At this moment, all the Yeshan Sword Sect men were suppressed, and Sun Zhaohe's face also changed, and when he looked behind him at this time, the two women in yellow had disappeared long ago.

But now it's already red-eyed, and there's no way to separate anymore.

Sou!

Suddenly, the green figure behind it flew ghostly in front of Sun Zhaohe.

Sun Zhao and he were shocked, he didn't expect the other party to be so fast. Hurriedly swung the jade sword technique at the fastest speed in his life.

Ding Ding Ding!

Three times in a row, the tip of the sword was easily blocked by the opponent.

Click.

With a last soft sound, a long sword that Sun Zhaohe had just replaced broke off again and flew out and nailed to the wooden beam.

"The fast sword of the Hayama Sword Sect is nothing more than that. The green figure sneered, and his right palm slapped towards Sun Zhaohe's left chest like lightning.

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the gate.

Phew!!

A flash of silver light flashed like lightning. Poof, pinning it to the back of the green figure's hand.

Yes!!

The man screamed and took a few steps back to cover his right hand.

"My hands!!damn it!!"

At this time, two people slowly walked in outside the door, two young men wearing the uniforms of disciples of the Hayama Sword Sect.

The young man who took the lead had a lazy face, his eyes narrowed slightly, his short slightly brown hair fluttering in the wind, and he held an empty scabbard in his hand, which he had obviously thrown just now.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?" Lu Sheng walked over to the long sword he had nailed to the wall, reached out and gently pulled it out.

"You!!" the green figure stared at Lu Sheng angrily, the hatred in his eyes almost devouring flesh.

"Senior Brother Chen!!" Sun Zhaohe was old, but when he saw Lu Sheng appear at this time, he also felt tears in his eyes, he almost spared the ghost gate just now, and was almost killed on the spot.

Lu Sheng glanced at him, as well as the outer disciples around him who showed excitement in their eyes.

The strength of these people is just like that, even if he doesn't come, just the original Chen Ziluo, he can easily solve more than ten people.

Formal disciples can be described as real Jianghu entry-level powerhouses, and these people can only be regarded as ordinary fighting masters.

Look at the four Tsing Yi people opposite, one by one, as if facing a great enemy, tense all over.

"I don't embarrass you, dare to make trouble on the territory of my Yeshan Sword Sect, and each of you leaves an arm by yourself. I don't think it happened today. ”

His face was calm, but the words he said made several people on the other side chill.

For martial artists, once they lose an arm, it will almost ruin their lifelong martial arts, and this kind of punishment is only a little better than killing them.

But at this time, look at the people around him, and Lu Sheng who is separated by a table not far in front of him.

The cold sweat of several people oozed out at once.

"Are you really planning to do everything?" said the man in green who covered his hand.

"Then you can also choose to take my sword. If you don't die, I'll let you go. Lu Sheng looked at him strangely, he rarely spoke so well, and the other party didn't appreciate it.

Among the few people opposite, the person who came out behind had some ability, but not to mention that he was compared with Lu Sheng, even with the previous Chen Zi Robbie, it was also a little worse.

"You!!" the man sweated profusely on his forehead, "You... Very good! My Black Snake Sect remembers you!"

"Black Snake Sect, if all of you are at your level, then I really don't have anything to fear. Lu Sheng said calmly,

"What a big breath!!"

Suddenly, outside the window, there was a rumbling and dull sound of breaking through the air.

Boom!!

The window was smashed by a gray shadow, and a strong monk in a gray robe and holding a Zen staff landed fiercely in front of several black snake sects with a heavy whistling sound.

"Uncle Shi!!"

"Zen Master!!"

"The Dharma Protector has arrived!!"

Although several people in Tsing Yi have different names, all of them are ecstatic.

Boom!!

The heavy black staff slammed into the ground to hold steady.

The monk folded his hands, and the muscles of his strong upper body throbbed slightly like a little mouse.

"The poor monk is colorful, and he has seen the benefactor. ”