A few people heard the laughter of the shopkeeper downstairs: "The guest officer must be careful to speak, that is the son of Gao to invite a guest, and the disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect are invited, all of whom are masters in the rivers and lakes, you better wait." ”

The sound of going upstairs paused, and just when Gao Genming thought that this matter was over like this, and admired the prestige of the Huashan faction, he heard a burst of laughter.

"Huashan faction, isn't it just two or three big cats and small cats? If the head of Yue is here, I will also give two points of face, what qualifications can his apprentices have to occupy the elegant seat, tell them to get out, don't make Lao Tzu angry." ”

After speaking, I heard a crisp sound of "pop", and the boss's screams of pain also sounded immediately, which was beaten.

"Who is so cross?" A few people upstairs stopped after smacking the wine bowl in their hands, and Ling Hu Chong grabbed the sword in his hand.

He often goes down the mountain, knowing that sometimes, there is not much reason for people in the rivers and lakes to act, and it is common to fight without a word.

A few people looked coldly, and saw two young men in yellow shirts coming up at the staircase, the first of whom was about thirty or so, and his face was full of beards like steel needles, which looked very rough.

He has thick arms and a burly build, and at first glance he is not a simple character.

Behind this man was a tall, thin young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, with narrow eyebrows like blades, and a somewhat grim face, who was now looking at him with scrutinizing eyes, grasping the scabbard in his hand, eager to try.

"It turned out to be the two senior brothers of the Songshan faction, why did they look down on me Huashan so much, and in Huayin Mansion, they dared to speak disrespectfully, did your master teach you like this?"

As soon as Ling Hu Chong saw the broad scabbard in the hand of the yellow-shirted young man, he understood who the two in front of him were, and his originally drunken eyes suddenly became very sharp.

These two people went straight to the second floor of the restaurant, hit the shopkeeper, and said that they were disrespectful to Huashan, and there was no affection for the five mountains at all.

Ling Hu Chong, as the senior brother of the Huashan faction, was asked to endure by Yue Buqun on weekdays, even if he didn't agree with it in his heart, he inevitably had a lot of scruples, and he didn't dare to offend his colleagues at will.

He was suspicious at this time, but he still suppressed his temper and said: "You two apologize immediately, I can still treat it as if it didn't happen, otherwise there will be something to be sorry for, and it will be difficult to explain it to Uncle Zuo." ”

"Hahaha......"

The burly young man raised his head and laughed wildly, and said: "I'll just say, the Huashan faction is showing off its power behind closed doors, and the disciples under the sect one or two have treated themselves as onions, except for the head of Yue, you also deserve to let me Wei Zifeng apologize?"

"Wei Zifeng, one of the four disciples of the Songshan faction, why did he come to Huayin Mansion, he is also from the Wuyue Sword Sect, and instead of going to Huashan to worship the mountain, he came to the restaurant to make trouble and trouble the Huashan faction?"

The reputation of the four disciples of the Songshan faction has been extremely loud recently, and Ling Hu Chong is sometimes sent by the master to deliver letters, and he has walked through the rivers and lakes, but he has heard of it.

Xiyue is the territory of the Huashan faction, although the reputation is not shocking, but it will not let the Songshan faction be so provocative, there must be a reason for this.

Ling Hu Chong drank some wine, his mind was a little not clear, and before he could understand it, he heard a loud shout next to him: "Where did the wild dogs come from, they dare to insult my Huashan faction, you are looking for death." ”

Liang Fa's thick body stood up suddenly, and with one arrow step, he stepped two or three feet, and ran towards the two young men who were walking slowly, his huge fist glowing with a faint white light, and smashed down.

"Hmph, you don't even have a sword, dare to underestimate us, I don't know whether you are dead or alive, let me Wan Daping meet you. ”

The tall, thin, narrow-eyed young man snorted coldly, and the scabbard of the broadsword in his hand shook, shooting straight at the beam hair that rushed over, and the green sword light suddenly burst out, pressing over like layers of mountains.

Liang Fa rushed fast and retreated faster, and before he could get closer, he felt the sword wind rushing towards him, and the fist that broke the wood and cracked the stone on weekdays became extremely painful, and he had already been cut off with two swords. But the enemy's sword did not stop, surging like a tide.

There was a pain in his chest, but he was stabbed again.

Liang Fa was so frightened that he had to retreat and flee for his life, but the enemy's sword light jumped and pursued, without relaxation, but this time it was stabbed to his thigh.

"It's so poisonous, I can't escape if I want to, does he really dare to kill someone?" Liang Fa was horrified, cold sweat welled up on his head, and his alcohol was frightened by this pain, but it was almost gone.

"Daring!" a sword groan.

The white light was like lightning, flashing from Liang Fa's side, and the sound was not endless, and the tall and thin young man in yellow was a roar of pain, and hurriedly dodged sideways, but it was too late......

He was stabbed in the chest, and blood splattered everywhere like a fountain.

He dodged quickly, obviously when he attacked, he was already guarding against Ling Hu Chong's shot, but he still didn't expect that after Ling Hu Chong's shot, the swordsmanship would be like this, and it was impossible to dodge.

The green-clothed swordsman who followed behind the silver-white sword light made Hu Chong's eyes cold, and the serious injury of his junior brother made him extremely angry, and as soon as his wrist moved, he was about to pick it diagonally, which was ready to be ruthless.

"What a trick 'White Rainbow Through the Sun', let me come!"

With a violent roar, the floor also trembled, and as soon as Gao Genming's eyes broke, he saw a faint red light rising, and the tall and burly man Wei Zifeng slapped Ling Hu Chong with one palm.

The palm twisted along the air, and a wave of heat hit the face, and the temperature on the second floor suddenly rose by four or five degrees, like a blazing fire, roasting the mouth and nose with thirst.

With a "bang", this palm hit the Qingfeng sword that Ling Hu Chong was about to pick out, and the palm sword made a sound like striking iron, and the palm of the hand was like steel, which could resist the sharp sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand.

"Da Songyang's hand, it turned out to be a disciple of Master Fei, and he will take me another sword. ”

As soon as Linghu Chong's body jumped, he jumped up a foot, and the sword in his hand crossed the air, flashing a shining light and shadow, stabbing people's eyes painfully, like the noon sun, Gao Genming couldn't help but look away.

Wei Zifeng's heart froze, and he only felt that the power of this sword was incomparably great, compared to the agility and speed of the white rainbow before, this sword technique was like the rising sun, and the light was so bright that it made people open their eyes as if they were blind, and it became difficult to breathe.

"Chaoyang one-word sword!"

This thought surged in his heart, but he didn't have time to dodge, this sword technique is a pure attack, as soon as it comes out, it is like light and electricity, and the power is extremely great.

Huashan swordsmanship pursues danger, and when he shoots, he wants to seek a glimmer of life between desperate situations, but Hu Chong does not dodge or avoid in the face of Da Songyang's palm, and uses wonderful swordsmanship to seize the opportunity, completely ignoring his own safety.

This way of playing made Wei Zifeng curse in his heart, is this person on the other side of his heart a madman, how can there be such a fight?

However, he traveled south and north, followed his master to do many big things, what kind of people have been encountered, and the desperate way of playing is not very new, and the coping method is not complicated.

He shouted violently, and his subordinates added a few more strengths, and the internal force was more vigorous, and when the sword light slashed to his chest, his left hand swung up, and a palm wind rose and slapped on the side of the sword, and the original style of the right hand Da Songyang slapped on Ling Hu Chong's shoulder.

With a "click", Hu Chong's face flashed red, and his body was shocked and flew back, and his shoulder bones had been broken into several pieces.

What's even worse is that the muscles in the middle palm have almost been roasted, the air is full of scorching smell, the body is surging with heat, and a stream of hot poison is surging straight to the internal organs.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which steamed into a mist of blood before it fell to the ground...... (To be continued.) )