There are actually three groups of people standing on the top of the mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One group of people was led by a young man who looked like a ball horizontally and vertically, and there were about thirty people. The young man at the head looked like he was in his twenties, but he was only 1.7 meters tall, and at least more than 300 catties of fat rolled over his body.

From a distance, it was impossible to tell where his facial features were located.

At this time, he sat on an unusually large rosewood chair, restless and angry.

Behind him stood two old men in gray robes, their eyelids slightly narrowed, their hands in their sleeves, and their bodies bent, like two withered old trees.

However, a discerning person can see that the breath of these two old men is like an abyss sea, silent and extensive, and once it erupts, it will be unstoppable.

The other group of people is also led by a young man in his twenties, probably about 30 people. This young man was nothing more than a middle-aged man, with a mediocre face, a medium build, and the only thing that stood out was his somber temperament and the occasional sword-like gaze.

At this time, he was also sitting on a large sandalwood chair, holding a celadon teacup with both hands.

Compared with the previous fat man, this person has a calmness that is rarely seen at his age, like a wordless mountain.

He was followed by a middle-aged man with a horizontal knife pinned to his waist. His figure didn't look very majestic, but he stood there as if he had reached a steep mountain.

The water cut-off knife is horizontal, and the Tianji Pavilion is ranked forty-ninth in the heavenly list, and the first master of the Lou family in the Moon Pavilion in Liangzhou City.

Then the identity of this young man is about to come out, the young master of the Moon Pavilion, Lou Manshan. And the other guy who is full of fat is naturally the young master of the Three Immortal Towers, Yang Bodhisattva.

In the third group, there were only three people, a young man and a woman and a child.

The woman has a graceful figure and a handsome face, although she has been married to a woman for many years, her clear breath is like a poplar flower in March, warm and warm.

At this time, she was carrying a child of six or seven years old on her back.

The man was on a knife in both hands, his face was tired, and there were three wounds on his body, and blood was oozing outward.

Even so, there was an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth, his determined eyes did not tremble in the slightest, and his hands were still so steady, just like the young man who was in danger back then.

At this time, more than ten corpses fell around him, and the knife wounds on each corpse were clean, concise and clear, and basically a single fatal knife.

Seeing this person, Li Xuan's thoughts couldn't help but be taken to that blood-stained night again, and he could even smell the strong fishy smell of blood plasma.

If it weren't for this man risking his life to save him from the heavy palace gate, maybe Li Xuan wouldn't have had a chance to see the outside world.

If it weren't for this man risking his life to block Yuan Jiao's fatal blow for him at the most critical moment, maybe Li Xuan would not have had a chance to continue to stand on this land.

It can be said that a large part of Li Xuan's current situation was given by this man. Until now, Li Xuan can deeply remember the thrilling things that happened on the way to escape.

Since the battle with Yuanjiao, it has been seventeen years.

Li Xuan had also thought about the scene of the two seeing each other many times, but he never thought that the two would meet in this way.

Zhao Xiaoqi is still the original Zhao Xiaoqi, he still likes to make a silent sneer, he doesn't care about anything, and he still has that enthusiastic Zhao Xiaoqi.

And that woman is Qin Yufei, the command history of Vermilion Bird Guard, who was chased and killed for thousands of miles, and was finally deceived by Zhao Xiaoqi somehow.

Yang Bodhisattva was very angry, and the blue and white glass cups were broken in three.

The people who fell to the ground were all elite disciples of the Three Immortal Towers, and their strength was above the second rate, but they didn't expect Pu Yi to suffer such a big loss in the fight. If the old man knew about this, it would definitely be another meal of fried meat with a belt.

Don't look at his fat body, but he is delicate and tender, and he can't withstand the whip the most. Watching his men fall one by one, Yang Bodhisattva's heart was dripping blood.

It's all a fucking bunch of rubbish, so many people besieging it, and they can't even take a single person who is already injured.

Lou Manshan looked at the tall body of the man on the field, his eyes were playful, and he was thinking that this man could take a few knives from Tuoba.

"Manshan, you're really not interesting, I've got ten people out here, and none of you are on it, can you still be brothers. Yang Bodhisattva shouted.

Lou Manshan glanced at him and said: "Bodhisattva, at first, it was you who played in front of the third brother, why did you get there, you can't stand it, I can tell you, there will be more trouble in the future, I still have to leave some people to do things." Besides, it's not like I haven't done anything, the job of sealing the mountain is the power of our Mochizuki Pavilion. ”

"Then you can't take advantage of the cool on the side, I'm working hard here, and it doesn't make sense for the third brother. Thinking of the third brother, Yang Bodhisattva was obviously stunned.

"Since I feel sorry for my subordinates, why didn't they send the second elder of Montenegro down, any of them can't afford it. Lou Manshan took a sip of tea and said leisurely.

Yang Bodhisattva turned his huge head with difficulty, looked at an old man behind him and said pitifully: "Master Niu, please take action, my subordinates have lost so much, I can't explain to the old man when I go back, for the sake of the old man, help me." ”

The old man was silent, not even the slightest interest in speaking.

The responsibility of their senior brothers is to ensure that Yang Bodhisattva can return to the Three Immortal Towers completely, as for other things, it depends on the mood of the two masters.

Unfortunately, Master Niu's mood today is not very good.

Seeing that there was no way to talk about it here, Yang Bodhisattva had to ask for help from another old man, but he also did not get a response.

I can't help but regret why I took care of this kind of thing in the first place, and now it's hard to ride a tiger.

The little boy on Qin Yufei's back opened his eyes weakly, and asked puzzledly, "Mother, why did Daddy bleed so much?"

"It's okay, Daddy just fell to the ground and scratched his skin, so it's out of the way. Zhao Xiaoqi turned his head and said doting to his son.

"Why is Daddy so careless, Heng'er is a little sleepy and wants to sleep. The boy's eyes blinked, and his little head rested limply on his mother's shoulder.

Zhao Xiaoqi stood up straight, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands and slowly raised it horizontally.

"Whoever stands in my way will be killed. ”

"What a big breath. Tuoba Heng, who was standing behind Lou Manshan, snorted coldly.

He is also a master of the sword path, so he can naturally see the subtlety of Zhao Xiaoqi's knife technique. His knife technique is also a fierce way to open and close, and when he saw that Zhao Xiaoqi's knife technique was refined, he wanted to give it a try.

But Lou Manshan didn't speak, and it was really inconvenient for him to make a move.

Lou Manshan didn't know what he was thinking, so he echoed and said: "This person is indeed too ignorant of the sky and the earth, Uncle Tuoba might as well let him know what is beyond the mountain." ”

Tuoba bowed his head slightly and took a step forward. This step collapsed, and suddenly an invisible qi burst out, like a panicked prison, unstoppable.

"XX doesn't take advantage of you, since you are strong with your own sword technique, then XX will be cultivated to control the first-class intermediate level, if you can block a certain three knives, XX will let you in. ”

After speaking, the long knife on Tuoba's waist was already unsheathed.

The autumn killing in the sky is cold, the sword light is like the sea, and it is difficult to be a fool.