"Haha, happy, happy, Brother Yang is indeed a great joy in life to be able to kill the Maitreya Sect side by side with you today?"

Yang Zheng said: "What the master said is exactly what Yang thinks in his heart?"

The two of them talked and laughed without paying attention to the Maitreya sect members, and the black-clothed man who saw it at the beginning snorted coldly and said, "What a staring and not afraid, I want to see how much ability you have?"

As soon as the words fell, his body jumped, and the long sword in his hand pulled out seven sword flowers, and the sword light shone, pointing directly at Yang Zheng to kill.

"Damn, come back, is it really a little strong who can't be killed?" Yang Zheng scolded, not daring to slack off, the Pu knife flew over, and the knife technique of sailing against the current practiced on the shore of the West Lake finally played a role, and the knife was slashed, the move was plain, but it was fast and accurate, and it slashed at the chest of the man in black.

The man in black obviously didn't expect Yang Zheng to have this knife technique, and was slightly stunned, at this moment, Yang Zheng's knife technique had been slaughtered, and the sharp knife technique broke out quickly, and the black man saw Yang Zheng's knife technique, and snorted: "I underestimated you?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Won the award, passed the award?" As he spoke, his knife technique flipped, and he killed a man in black while the man's body had not yet lived.

"Haha, Brother Yang didn't expect you to hide this hand, Monk Hua still thinks that you and the donkey skills are exhausted?" Monk Hua laughed with the Zen staff in his hand in front of Zhu Zhanji.

Yang Zheng withdrew the Pu knife, kicked it, and said with a smile: "It's just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

The flower monk laughed and waved his Zen staff to fight.

"Tut-tut, old monk, you're not bad?" Monk Hua turned the Zen staff in his hand slightly, I don't know what method was used, the speed of the Zen staff attack was a little faster, and a man in black was caught off guard, and was actually pierced through the chest by the Zen staff, and died with a cold snort.

Monk Hua laughed and said, "Brother Yang showed his hand, Monk Hua, I can't lose?"

The two of them went back and forth and killed four black-clothed people, so that the pressure was a little less, and Yang Zheng was guarding in front of Zhu Zhanji, but his eyes were staring at the black-clothed man who was the leader.

Since the attack just now, the man in black has not moved, which makes him a little worried, for fear that the man in black is also a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and takes advantage of his momentary negligence to come to a fatal blow, which will outweigh the loss, so he does not dare to leave Zhu Zhanji for half a point.

"Kill Zhu Zhanji quickly, don't delay?" In the Maitreya Sect, I don't know who shouted again.

The black-clothed man who had been staring at Yang Zheng heard this voice, snorted from his nose, jumped up again, and the long sword pulled a sword flower, and the sword light was shining, like a fluttering white lotus, assassinating head-on.

For this man in black, Yang Zheng didn't dare to slack off, as soon as the knife sank, the move of sailing against the current struggled, in the shadow of the sword and sword, it was heard properly, and the sound was like thunder.

The two of you come and go, the bigger and faster, only to hear the loud sound of "dang!", Zhu Zhanji was shocked, looked up, but saw the man in black, his body slowly retreated, and Yang Zheng spilled a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, but it was a horizontal knife on his chest, within a zhang of himself, and he never moved half a step.

"Brother Yang, you, are you okay?" asked Zhu Zhanji eagerly.

Yang Zheng turned his head and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay!"

The man in black smiled and said, "Very good, very good!"

Yang Zheng scolded in his heart: "What a fart, Lao Tzu is uncomfortable?" but laughed and said: "Your Excellency is good at swordsmanship, but it's a pity that you have just made a move, Your Excellency seems to take advantage of the Tao, if you are not afraid of death, you might as well come again!"

The man in black looked down at his chest, bright red blood was overflowing from the black clothes, he snorted, frowned slightly, and said, "A little injury, nothing?"

Yang Zheng didn't let it go at all, and said with a smile: "Small injury, make it bigger next time?"

The man in black's eyes were cold, and shouted: "Don't think!" As soon as the words fell, the man in black shouted, the sword light grew violently, and the offensive was sudden, like the tide of the Qiantang River, rolling in, and the momentum was terrifying!

Yang Zheng squinted his eyes, his face was cold, he was holding a Pu knife in his right hand, his left hand was slightly open, protecting Zhu Zhanji, retreating step by step, Zhu Zhanji behind him saw the man in black, the sword flowers were scattered, the sword qi was incomparable, and the speed of the shot was even more unclear, and he couldn't help but be secretly worried.

"Brother Yang—?"

Yang Zheng's face was pale, he pushed Zhu Zhanji to retreat continuously, took dozens of steps back, turned his head to Zhu Zhanji and said, "Brother Zhu, stand firm!"

Zhu Zhanji was also calm, and said calmly: "I stand firm!"

Yang Zheng didn't say much, slowly waved the Pu knife, his feet were like nailed to the ground, and he let the opponent's sword attack sharply, just blocking left and right to avoid, protecting the vital points around him, with a momentum that did not seek merit, but sought no fault.

The sword of the man in black was like a storm, and the Pu knife in his hand did not take the initiative to attack half a move.

The man in black snorted: "Coward!" There are three swords, the swordsmanship is unmatched, left and right, but Yang Zheng was unmoved, and the Pu knife slowly shot out, each knife was aimed at the opponent's sword momentum, so that the opponent attacked dozens of moves, and Wu couldn't attack it.

Although Zhu Zhanji behind him couldn't understand the tricks of the two, when he saw that the man in black's face turned smug and angry, he knew that Yang Zheng had the upper hand, and he was secretly relieved.

The man in black attacked dozens of moves in a row, but he couldn't attack himself, and said in his heart: "If I don't kill this kid and go back to be talked about, what face will I have to ask for merit and reward in front of the little prince!"

After making up his mind, his swordsmanship skyrocketed again, and he attacked Yang Zheng.

As before, do not seek merit, but seek no fault, and the boat against the current slowly unfolds.

The two of them had a sharp move, and the other was slow, advancing and retreating, and they didn't take half a advantage of each other.

In this way, the man in black attacked dozens of moves, and his heart was irritable, and he suddenly heard him shout coldly: "Kill!" The sword flower flew, and the white light shone brightly, directly taking Zhu Zhanji behind Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng was not in a hurry or impatient, seeing that the other party's sword was fierce, it was not small, and he didn't dare to be careless, pushing Zhu Zhanji to retreat uncontrollably, the man in black seemed to see his thoughts, hehe sneered, the long sword in his hand was slightly in the air, and stabbed at Yang Zheng, the swordsmanship was shining, unstoppable, Yang Zheng hurriedly waved his knife to resist.

The man in black smiled and said, "You've finally been fooled!"

Before the word "dang!" could be spoken, the long sword in the black-clothed man's hand lightly clicked on Yang Zheng's knife surface, a dragonfly touched the water, Yang Zheng trembled, and felt a powerful force hit his chest, and before he could think about it, Teng Tengteng took a few steps back, but this powerful force did not weaken in the slightest, it was a little bigger than before, and he had to continue to retreat.

After taking dozens of steps back, one stumbled, and sat on the ground with one butt.

The man in black smiled, the long sword shook again, pulled out a few sword flowers, and stabbed straight at Zhu Zhanji.

"Brother Zhu-?" Yang Zheng was shocked, and he was about to get up as soon as he mentioned it, but the force just now was really great, and at this moment, his body was like a river and a sea, where could he stand up.

"Monk Hua saves people!" he shouted at Monk Hua as he spat out blood.

Monk Hua heard the movement, turned his head to look, and was also taken aback, wanting to save people, but he was attacked by dozens of black-clothed people back and forth, where could he be separated?

"Brother Yang, you save first, Monk Hua and I will come later!" Monk Hua reluctantly said this, only to feel a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he was actually stabbed by a black man, and blood flowed out of the gray monk's robe, so he didn't dare to say more, and was busy dancing his Zen staff to face the battle.

"Zhu Zhanji suffers death, right?" the man in black laughed, and the long sword went straight to Zhu Zhanji's throat.

At this moment, I heard the sound of "dang!" and a shadow flashed quickly, followed by a flash of white light, which was not unusual, just cutting off the blade of the man in black.

The man in black was taken aback, and before he could take a closer look, he hurriedly brushed three swords, one sword after another, and came continuously.

The person who came snorted coldly and said, "Carving insect skills!" The jade hand was raised, and the long sword in his hand was slashed obliquely, like a wind sweeping leaves, extremely fast, Yang Zheng, who had just gotten up, saw this swordsmanship, and then looked at the shadow, and shouted in surprise: "Sister, good swordsmanship!"

The beautiful shadow in the air was none other than Shen Yanqiu, hearing this, her pretty face turned red, turned her head and glanced at him, and said, "I want you to say good things!"

Although the tone was a little annoyed, it was also a little surprised, and when I heard it in the ears of others, I thought the two were flirting?

Yang Zheng was not annoyed, wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Monk Hua, and shouted loudly: "Monk Hua, I'm going to help my wife, can you hold on for a while?"

Monk Hua scolded: "Yang Zheng, you guy who is heavy on color and light on friends, the Sprinkle family didn't play with you!"

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "You'd better take care of yourself first, right?"

Yang Zheng walked up to Zhu Zhanji with a smile and said, "Brother Zhu, are you okay?"

Zhu Zhanji's face was pale, and after listening to his words, he recovered from the panic just now, nodded and said, "I'm fine!"

Yang Zheng said: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Zhu Zhanji saw that the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and a wave of emotion welled up in his heart, and he pulled his wrist and said, "Brother Yang, you-?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Small injury, small injury is not in the way?"

"Who is this sister?The swordsmanship is so good-looking?" Zhu Zhanji looked at Shen Yanqiu with his cheeks up.

"Oh, don't you fall in love with this vixen? No, you have to strike first?"

"Hehe, is she, my wife?" he said unashamedly.

His voice was very loud, and Shen Yanqiu, who was fighting against him, heard it clearly, and suddenly turned his head to Yang Zheng and said, "The surname is Yang, you, what are you talking nonsense?"

Yang Zheng laughed and said: "Where am I talking nonsense, tonight we are a candle night in the cave room, you won't admit it, right?"

Shen Yanqiu hurriedly attacked the sword, and scolded with a red face: "You are so shameless?"

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