It is said that back then, before Xuan Hongyue abolished the martial arts of the rulers of the seven major forces, the relationship between the Burning Sword Sect and the three major families of the four major sects was quite harmonious.

And Xuan Hongyue is a nameless person in the rivers and lakes, and he has set foot in the north and south of the river at the age of fourteen, but it is a pity that he has a chivalrous heart and gall, although he has practiced martial arts since childhood, it is always difficult to make a difference, and it is difficult to stand out in the rivers and lakes.

If it just goes on like this, I'm afraid that Xuan Hongyue will be just a general person in the rivers and lakes in the future.

At a time when the rivers and lakes are calm, it is very difficult to make a name for themselves, Xuan Hongyue is the age when a teenager does not know what it is like to be sorrowful, and he does not have the awareness that he needs to become famous as soon as possible.

Xuan Hongyue from the north and south, from Songjiang all the way south to Jiangnan, all the way and singing and walking, encountered a lot of things, but also had a lot of situations, although a lot of hardships, but also safe and sound.

The sky was slightly bright, Xuan Hongyue rode a horse all the way along the mountain, looking at the layers of mist covering the mountainside, and could vaguely hear the insects and birds, and the mood was pleasant, and I couldn't help but indulge here.

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves, a man and a horse came to an open flat land, looking around, behind the lush woods of the opposite peak, the red-faced little girl raised her head slightly, and wanted to speak, reflecting the sky in front of her like a peony flower blooming, gradually, making Xuan Hongyue dizzy.

At this moment, a sharp reprimand sounded in the distance, which suddenly disturbed Xuan Hongyue's interest, and he dismounted, tied the reins to the bushes on the side, and quietly sneaked up.

"Wu Na demon, this girl is the chief disciple of the Emei faction, how can she succumb to the coercion of you, even if she dies, she will never let you succeed!"

"Miss Qi, you better save your breath, it seems that we are definitely hopeless, alas, good and decent, who proposed to come out and explore the rivers and lakes, it has only been a few days before it was folded in the hands of the Demon Sect. The man who spoke was also handsome, and dressed like a man of Simon's branch.

A woman embroidered with a Dugu branch pattern reprimanded: "Ximen Kaizhi, you don't know how to do it, Brother Zhang is kind enough to propose to go out to travel, if you are so dissatisfied, why did you set off with you!"

Ximen Kaizhi glanced at Murong Rongrong and snorted without refuting.

Ouyang Nanpu, who was a decent man and a gentleman, persuaded, "Everyone, calm down, now is not the time for infighting." ”

"Amitabha, abstain from anger and anger, donors. A bald donkey said the Buddha number.

"Shut up!" Unexpectedly, this Buddha horn attracted the hatred of the six people, and they all glared at the ring, and the latter trembled, not daring to make any more noise.

Zhang Wenguang, the eldest disciple of the Wudang faction, who seemed to be the leader, was a little fearless, and said calmly, "Zhang is not talented, although he is temporarily restrained by the demon at this moment, but there is a sword under him that can penetrate everything!"

"I can't imagine that the old man came to the Central Plains, not only accepted a good apprentice, but also caught a net of big fish!

As soon as the words turned, Peng Jiayi, the old man in a black robe, pointed to the child beside him, "Good apprentice, this is the meeting gift given to you by the teacher, as long as you come to the Central Plains again after you finish your studies in the future, the teacher will ensure that you can cover the sky with one hand on the rivers and lakes, calling for wind and rain!"

"Bah! You old devil is simply delusional, and the Demon Sect does not want to be rampant in the Central Plains. Qi Yinyin said disdainfully.

Zhang Wenguang was silent, his mind was calm, as if he was driving something.

Ouyang Nanpu and Dugu Ruyin glanced at each other, and spoke and reprimanded, but they continued to scold for a while.

But what kind of tricks are they playing, how could Peng Jiayi, the sect leader of the Heart Demon Sect, not know, and coldly sneered, "Just a few of you little hairy people still want to use tricks, good boys, I will teach you how to use this magic flute for the teacher!" As he spoke, a black flute covered with strange runes suddenly appeared in his hand.

The strange child, who had been silent from the beginning, finally changed his face, and a pair of small black and white eyes flashed with a strange light.

I don't know if Peng Jiayi was too focused on urging the internal force, or if he focused his attention on these seven people, Xuan Hongyue, who was in the hidden place on the side, jumped after finding out the situation, raised his sword and fell into battle, pointing directly at the old man in black robe.

Peng Jiayi really looked at it if he didn't pay attention, but Xuan Hongyue's three-legged cat kung fu was really not worth mentioning, even if Peng Jiayi didn't fortify, he was only torn through his robe.

Before poor Xuan Hongyue could figure out what the situation was, she was slapped to the ground by Peng Jiayi's backhand, vomiting blood.

Peng Jiayi snorted coldly and said, "Where did the little fly come from, if you want to act as a chivalrous warrior who draws a sword to help, your skills are too much!"

With that, he stepped on Xuan Hongyue's hands that wanted to pick up the sword.

Xuan Hongyue was slapped by Peng Jiayi, and he didn't pass out on the spot, which can be regarded as a small internal strength, but at this moment, he was restrained again, coughed, spit out the blood, and shouted, "Hey, there are a few over there, hurry up and run away, why are you still stunned!"

Zhang Wenguang was waiting for this time, and the person who ran out of nowhere sacrificed his life to save him, as the chief disciple of the Wudang faction, how could he be greedy for life and afraid of death, and be the villain who fled in the wilderness?

At this moment, even if it is as awkward as Simon Kaizhi, he responded with everyone's mouth, "Little brother, you wait, I'll wait to save you!"

Peng Jiayi laughed and said, "The young guy is easy to get hot, he is in prison, he is still difficult to protect, and he is still in the mood to make a big fuss!"

"Duh!" Zhang Wenguang has been silent so far, and finally blessed his soul, and drove out the only remaining Haoran righteousness in his body and condensed it on the long sword on his back.

With a bang, the long sword is out of the sheath, Wudang's secret technique, the sword against the enemy, with the righteousness of heaven and earth, straight to Senluo Vientiane, a sword can fly with air!

Xiao is Peng Jiayi has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has never seen flying swordsmanship, and the flying sword pounced on him and didn't allow him to think more, so he took a few steps back, but he could escape a catastrophe, and the flying sword was dodged.

But something unexpected happened, Zhang Wenguang's sword pointed at him, the sword stabbed back, Peng Jiayi didn't have time to make any response, the long sword swished, directly through his left arm, and the broken arm immediately fell to the ground.

The other six people saw that Zhang Wenguang had a successful move, and they all applauded him, and Ouyang Nanpu said urgently, "Brother Zhang, this is a good opportunity, take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wenguang smiled bitterly, and before he could speak, the originally sharp flying sword suddenly seemed to lose its direction and fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked, but Xuan Hongyue took this opportunity to pick up her long sword, and by the way, she picked up the flying sword that was still majestic just now, and ran towards the seven decent and well-behaved babies who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they didn't add any preservatives.

Xuan Hongyue shouted while running, "You scumbags, don't you run quickly, what are you doing here, run, you guys are running away!"

The more Xuan Hongyue shouted, the more she felt that something was wrong, why didn't these seven people run away, it made him look like a fool.

"Ahem" Zhang Wenguang whispered embarrassedly, "This brother, don't shout, it's not that we don't want to go, but we were restrained by the thieves of the Demon Sect, and we couldn't move for a while." ”

Ouch, Xuan Hongyue suddenly spun around, sitting on the ground on the fifteenth of August and August, panting, in fact, he was also the most tense spirit, as soon as he heard them say that he couldn't run, he was injured just now, and a surge came to his heart, as if he had lost his soul.

Peng Jiayi ate a sword, and immediately lost his left arm, and his heart was full of anger, especially in the hands of this group of hairy children, which made him feel that he had lost face, let out a long breath, calmed down his qi and blood, and hurriedly clicked the hemostatic acupoint on his left shoulder.

After doing all this, Peng Jia and B said angrily, "I didn't expect the old man to catch the eagle all day long, but he was pecked by the eagle, okay, okay, the heirs of your seven sect branches can't be killed for the time being, but this kid who came out of nowhere is dead!"

The child who was accepted as an apprentice by Peng Jiayi stood aside, coldly watching everything that happened, even if his master's arm was cut off and the ground was bloody, it didn't make him change his face a little.

Murong Rongrong has a gentle temperament and a kind heart, as soon as she heard that Peng Jiayi was going to be unfavorable to her life-saving benefactor, her clear voice spread to Xuan Hongyue's ears like a trickle, "This son, concubine, thank you very much for sacrificing your life to save us, but now please leave quickly, don't lose your life." ”

"Yes, this brother, that Demon Sect thief has intentions for us, he will not take our lives, you are heroic, you should never die here!" Zhang Wenguang echoed casually.

Xuan Hongyue on the ground smiled bitterly, and said in her heart, I want to leave, but do you think I look like someone who can run again?

Seeing that Xuan Hongyue was silent, he hurriedly said, "Donor, if you leave Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, you better leave quickly!"

Qi Yinyin and Dugu Ruyin also persuaded, "Childe, please take care!"

I can walk, hey!

But Xuan Hongyue couldn't say this after all, after all, Peng Jiayi stared at him like a wolf, and he couldn't weaken his momentum if he said anything, so he replied angrily, "You don't have to say more, since you show up to save people, you will never leave you and run by yourself!"

"Hey, hey, you self-proclaimed decent little hairy heads, don't learn all day long, that kid is not dead after being slapped by the old man, and his skills are good, now he looks like he can run, why not eat minced meat, good boy, you must not learn!" Peng Jiayi was laughed at by them, but he didn't forget to teach his precious apprentice.

As soon as these words came out, the seven people who wanted to continue to persuade Xuan Hongyue to leave blushed with shame, and they couldn't think of words to refute Peng Jiayi for a while.

Although Xuan Hongyue didn't know what the Demon Sect in Zhang Wenguang's mouth was referring to, how could he make Peng Jiayi fulfill his wish, and hurriedly said, "Okay, you cunning old thief, Hao Shou Horseman, a shameless despicable and gray-haired old thief, he still attacks the younger juniors when he is old, it is simply despicable and shameless, everyone will be punished, how dare a foreign cult dare to be so strong in front of the Central Plains, I have never seen such a brazen person!"

Peng Jiayi, who originally planned to weaken the will of Zhang Wenguang and others and use the magic flute to continue to make their demon roots deep, heard these words, and was immediately so angry that he smoked from the seven holes, and his chest was full of anger, pointing at Xuan Hongyue and speechless for a while.

Even the little kid who didn't move An Rushan just now couldn't help but be amused by Xuan Hongyue's words, but this anger was glared at by Peng Jiayi before it stopped.

The seven people who were originally depressed were also so happy that they stared at Peng Jiayi with strange eyes and couldn't stop laughing.

Peng Jiayi, who was old and angry, couldn't tolerate this nonsense-filled kid anymore, took back the magic flute, came to Xuan Hongyue, raised the long sword and said angrily, "Stinky boy, I think you are a long life, and now the old man will send you to hell!"

"Don't!" the women shouted in unison.

Zhang Wenguang and the others also couldn't bear it, but they still stared at Peng Jiayi, as if they would forever engrave the scene in front of them in their hearts, like a sea of blood hatred!

Xuan Hongyue smiled and said, "If you want to kill, you shameless old thief, if you want to blink, Lao Tzu will not be called Xuan Hongyue!"

How could Peng Jiayi be choked by the person who was about to die again, and without hesitation, he stabbed the sword in his hand down-

Xuan Hongyue closed her eyes in resignation.