Brother Xiu, who is famous in the capital because he likes to have fun, is sitting quietly in the carriage at this time, his eyes are closed, his internal breath is non-stop, and the true qi in his body is turning far and wide, although his trip to Jianmen Mountain is very smooth, but in the end, he has never found the so-called proud sword magic trick, especially the last flying sword surnamed Chu, which made his heart a little white.

His background must be a noble in the world, as for the so-called throne, for Song Yuntu, it is just a matter of obedience, in fact, there is no covetousness in his heart, but he is extremely obsessed with this martial arts, although the red-robed master does not talk much on weekdays, but the sense that that person has given to Song Yuntu over the years is that the martial arts stranger, for all kinds of legends in the rivers and lakes, this Xiu brother is very yearning, thinking about when he will get the first person in martial arts to taste the taste, as for what status, for him, since he was born, he has all of them,

However, if Emperor Yu Qing really has the heart to cultivate himself, he will not show his brother to play with those itchy brothers.

The carriage was squeaking, and Li Zhanting in the carport was irritable, and he didn't dare to speak loudly, lest he disturb Brother Xiu, who was sitting on the sidelines, and Wang Gui was also a person who couldn't sit still, opened the curtain, and muttered, "I will go to Luoyang City later, I must get a hot bath, it is best to find a few beautiful girls... It's a tiring journey, and it's not easy to run the rivers and lakes..."

As soon as the words fell, the horse in front of him neighed, and the carriage creaked.

He Jiu, who was driving the carriage, burst into a shout, "Child's heart!"

But I saw that on the official road, a man with a hat stood in the middle of the road, but then the figure rose up, and even the sound of the wind around him was Huo Huo's voice, but the horse running in front of him was not dodging in a hurry, and the bang exploded,

Hu Chai and Yin Wolf, the leader, did not make a sound in the fight, but the man fell out with his feet and fell into the dirt pit on the side of the road, but he was already unconscious.

It's just that the breath of these two people is still there, which shows that the man with the hat doesn't know what An's heart is, so he rashly made a move, but he spared the lives of the two people.

He Jiu pulled the reins in his hand, but he was in a hurry for a while, seeing that Hu Yin and the two of them were beaten and fell off the horse with only one face, this would be afraid of the bad luck, and shouted angrily, "Who is coming!

These words came out again and again, but I heard the rugged man laugh and laugh, "Hey, what, is this going to pay attention to the number of rivers and lakes with us, I can't recognize my grandfather, and I want my grandfather to report to his home? Which one surnamed Song should not tiptoe, come out and die, grandpa will go back and burn more paper money for you..."

This person is wearing a hat, but his words are a rough smell of heroes in the rivers and lakes, and the beard that leaks out from under the hat is black and bright.

It stands to reason that although Hu Chai and Yin Wolf suffered some external injuries, in the end, it was the five recultivation of Da Pan, whether it was placed on the rivers and lakes, or Da Nei was a master, but he didn't even stick to a single face, how did this not make He Jiu's heart frightened,

The master in the carriage is the prince of Zhongzhou City, and he has never suffered a big loss in the Sword Saint Gate, but he was assassinated on the way back, but this is a dilemma for He Jiu,

turned around and took a look, and the figure also flew out, and shouted angrily, "The shaft is looking for death!"

Song Yuntu was still sitting in the car to exercise, but he slowly withdrew his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was not in a hurry to come forward, because according to his thoughts, the most important thing in the world is to want these princes and nobles to die, except for the bitter master in the Sword Saint Gate, most of them are also robbers like their own robbers to loot and talk about a few sects, but those guys who call themselves Jianghu Sects, have the courage?

He was not half timid in his heart, but on the contrary, he felt very interesting.

"Mahler is a tweeter, and he is still pretending to be a scholar in front of his grandfather, and he hates you the most like a submissive dog, he has no ability at all, but he can pretend to be the best..."

The corner of the hat man's mouth smiled, just poked out his right hand, but it was directly pressed to the ground in an instant, his knees obviously made a crunchy sound, and his feet were swept away, and the He dove that was directly swept rolled into the dirt pit and passed out.

I only heard the man in the hat sneer, "For the sake of doing chores, I'll take your life... Hey... Lao Tzu is only looking for the one who calls himself Brother Xiu..."

Yuan Jianzhi, who was sitting on the horse at the back, was throbbing in his heart, and looked at a few men in the pit who were embarrassed but still had breath, and shouted, "Yuan Jianzhi came to ask for two tricks!"

The man in the hat looked at his face, and beat three good hands in a few breaths, his ability is naturally some means, this person saw that the figure was shaking, and he was already a young swordsman with a sword in his hand, and his eyebrows and eyes did not move, but showed a mouthful of white teeth,

"Now the world martial arts have no future at all, now it seems to be true, Lao Tzu originally had no ambition, but now it seems that even the mountain master of the five old peaks has been invited out, it is indeed the wind of the world..."

This person didn't move like a mountain, just stood in place, but Yuan Jianzhi's long sword danced ten sword flowers in a row, and his body and the air were twisted continuously, and the sword flower rushed towards the burly man in the middle of the road.

"The world is restless, what's the use of the sword in my hand, I, Yuan Jianzhi, only rely on the sword in my hand to sweep away the injustice, but unfortunately it is a lonely shadow, look at the sword!"

Yuan Jianzhi's swordsmanship in his hand is a mature and old-fashioned way, but he has never used a lot of strength, these sword dances are beautiful, but it can't be called a killer move, but he deliberately took risks in this trip, but the idea in his heart is to find an excuse to smear oil on the soles of his feet.

The burly man who heard these words was obviously stunned, and looked at the swordsman carefully for no reason, and handed out his right fist, looking domineering, but there was a feeling of pity in his heart.

Once upon a time, he Li Chenghu had great ambitions, thinking about making some achievements in the rivers and lakes, but in the end, didn't he become a shadow killer, there are really a lot of princes and nobles who have died in his hands over the years, and the An Tinghou who died violently in the capital two years ago was the brains of his own punches, and he has never found a clue.

Make a knife for Song Tai, how can it be helpless in my heart,

He just turned to the side under his feet, but he dodged the swords, and Yuan Jianzhi, who was bent on taking advantage of the situation to pretend to be dead, was stunned, but his body was non-stop, spinning around the hat man, these formulas were flashy, and the layman looked at it in his eyes It was dazzling, and he had to shout good, this Yuan Jianzhi's kung fu must be good.

In this way, Yuan Jianzhi struggled with the man with the hat for a while, and finally Yuan Jianzhi deliberately slowed down, and was punched by the man in the shoulder, and the whole person flew out of the stab and fell into the pit, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and there was no sound in an instant.

Wang Gui on the carriage secretly shouted, this time I really met a tricky idea, I should have known that I should have advised Brother Xiu, that team of people and horses to stay to escort, wouldn't it be beautiful, it's good now, I am alone on the field with Li Zhanting, a scholar, and then I am burdened with Brother Xiu,

Those servants are really bad, one by one lying in the pit half dead, if the man in front of him really wants to kill, wouldn't his father have no one to send him to the end, so thinking about it, his face was black for a while,

On the contrary, Li Zhanting didn't look anxious at all, but a poem came out of his mouth,

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, go to the clothes after the incident, and hide your merit and fame..."

The burly man who listened smirked, "Don't worry, let's only look for the surname Song, you two weak young masters, we don't look down on it at all, haha, Brother Xiu, let's come out, isn't this way majestic and tight, even the Sword Saint Gate is about to overturn you, so bold, even when you are in the prime of life, you don't dare to act like this, your Song family is indeed more than domineering..."

Song Yuntu slowly walked out of the carriage, but turned around and smiled at Wang Gui, "You go to Luoyang to wait for me, I'll be there later, Wang Gui, Zhanting, this journey is tiring, it's really not easy, go ahead, you can contact Tiefutu in Luoyang... That son of the Li family seems to be very famous for most of the past half a year, and Wang Gui is very familiar with you..."

Wang Gui was stunned for a moment, but he knew in his heart that this Xiu brother was Li Shaofu, who was the most domineering and crazy demon in the Futu Army for most of the past half a year, so he couldn't stop nodding, pulled up the reins, and the carriage galloped away into the distance when he got it....

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In the teacher's mansion, tonight can be regarded as a night of bright lights, and many Mu Ne Taoist priests who have been practicing Huang Laoxue all the year round are now as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, because in the most spacious courtyard next to the main hall, the bonfire is burning, and there are many fresh faces sitting around the fire.

Barbecue meat and wine, a melon and fruit are placed aside, and everyone is really not lively for the rest of their lives.

Chu was shocked to realize that this would be a long time to sit quietly, a full stick of incense, and the true qi in the muscles and veins in his body had been circulating for more than a week, and at this time, he felt as if there was a slight fluctuation in his cultivation, but where was the difference, but there was no trace of it.

He chatted with Zhang Jiuling for a while, and the old Taoist priest was an old pedantic lover of elixir, and at this time he had already taken the bottle to the alchemy room.

I was surprised that I naturally had some expectations in my heart, how could this Zhang Jiuling also be a famous Taoist of the Sword Saint generation, and even gave people the title of Zhang Zhenren, his ability is naturally at the level of a grandmaster, and I want to find a way to treat a serious injury for Mu Li's mother-in-law.

He rose from the ground and pushed the door open, but walked along the campfire.

"Gao Lingfeng, come on, I won't pour you down today, my table begonia, this famous sword will be used to dig out the toilet, you are good, Ao is right, this mountain and river brother, I see that your face is much ruddy, I will chat with you later, hehe, I didn't expect that today I Zhuo Haitang can sit in the most magnificent Sanqingguan of Longhu Mountain, and talk with everyone... I'm now, actually, I want to see how crazy he is, when people leave, the grievances will naturally disappear, right, hey, that young master Zhang, can you not keep staring at it, my names are all martial artists on the rivers and lakes to spread falsehoods, the old man is really a good person..."

Isn't it Zhang Yuchu who called him Zhang Gongzi?

Zhang Yuchu frowned, sat opposite with his arms crossed, and looked at the room not far away from time to time.

But tonight, since it was Ling Feng's uncle, and it was for people to find firewood, and it was for a big banquet, just this lamb was bought by the people below the mountain, but it was used to entertain such a stinky person, Begonia Sword?

As for Zhao Shanhe, who was already drunk and dizzy, but didn't say a word, Zhang Yuchu felt pity for no reason,

Not long after this sword saint entered the earth, he came up with something Song Yuntu to overturn Jianmen Mountain, and this kind of bad luck really made the onlookers sigh in their hearts,

Zhang Yuchu frowned, and smiled at that Zhuo Haitang, "I met the Begonia Sword earlier, then you will still be the care of Brother Xiu, this will be a drink with us, you are not embarrassed, I want to ask for advice again..."

When these words came out, Zhao Shanhe coughed, his chest couldn't help heaving, but he still lowered his head and poured wine, as if he wanted to get drunk and dream of death tonight, how could he not feel pain in his heart, this kind of pain was much stronger than the serious injury to his body, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked up,

Zhuo Haitang stopped his hand and waved it again and again, but his eyes glanced at the down-and-out Zhao Shanhe not far away, and said with a smile, "Childe is laughing, we just found it through a friend, we are half a grass and tree that has not moved, how can we be a thug for others, isn't it very cheap to come out like this, why are we also old people in the rivers and lakes, right, Brother Ling Feng, don't take care of yourself to pour wine, touch me..."

Gao Yushu, who was looking at him coldly, said with a smile, "Song Yuntu's identity is the prince of Zhongzhou City, this can take care of that person, your Begonia Sword is indeed impressive compared to the pear blossom rain..."

Zhuo Haitang's face was extremely ugly, but he caught a glimpse of the shadow of a young man pacing not far away, got up and shouted not far away, "Hehe, this son is here, okay, this son is indeed half of my strength when I was young, and the old man stayed here to drink a few glasses of wine, for the second son..."

stretched out his hand and pointed, but it was indeed Chu Jingjue's figure,

Zhang Fugui and Niu Youcai, who were sitting on the side and gnawing mutton, were stupidly happy, they were indeed suffering a lot today, and they would eat and drink quickly if they could live, but this begonia sword that seemed to be a little improper, had something to do with shock, this person was really thick-skinned, and he was not ashamed, he was not ashamed... 166 Reading Network