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"Guo Xiu! Don't be too presumptuous, this is the capital of the eleven provinces, and it is the Tibetan sword list! It's not your Medicine King Pie! ”

Jiang Hua's face turned red with anger, and he didn't know how to refute Guo Xiu's words for a while, so he could only cover his face and refute weakly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What's wrong with me?" Guo Xiu shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the people around him who were a little sluggish, and pouted: "This is not what you said, as long as you say it, it can be used as evidence?" I'm curious, the sects where others were attacked didn't say much, why are you an outsider excited? ”

Guo Xiu looked at Jiang Hua on the opposite side scrutinically, and suddenly showed a sly smile: "Is it difficult to say that these things ...... You did it all? ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around them suddenly made an uproar, and looked at Jiang Hua in surprise, whose whole face had turned pale. Jiang Hua only felt that a bucket of cold water was poured from his head to the soles of his feet in an instant, which made his heart almost cold, and the sight of the people around him was like a sharp knife, making it difficult for him to control himself at all.

"You're spewing blood!"

Jiang Hua couldn't help but take a step back, the intestines in his stomach were about to repent, if he didn't say Guo Xiu's words, others didn't believe him, just this sentence was enough to make others jealous of him. It is similar to the situation that Guo Xiu and the others are encountering now, they do not need conclusive evidence, only a slight hint of it, and they can put Jiang Hua in a very embarrassing situation.

"You're wrong, am I following your logic entirely?" Guo Xiu shrugged his shoulders with an innocent expression, "But, why don't you admit it now?" ”

The scene suddenly fell into embarrassment, Jiang Hua couldn't stand, he couldn't sit, and he couldn't come up with the slightest argument that could be refuted, so he could only stand there, repeating the sentence "You are spewing blood" sentence after sentence, and he couldn't even care about the wounds on his face.

Guo Xiu sneered, he knows best this kind of person who catches the wind and rain, he is completely just messing around with a hooligan energy, if you want to talk about logic, there is no at all.

No longer paying attention to Jiang Hua, the clown, Guo Xiu turned his head to look at the strong man at the Eight Poles Gate in Northern Hebei, and smiled on his face: "I don't know what this person is called?" ”

"Tang Wei, my name is Tang Wei." The big man named Tang Wei was startled, but he saw all the scenes just now, and his reason was as he immediately figured it out, he must not fight with the guy in front of him.

Therefore, he just responded, and then hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I don't have the idea of taking you as a murderer, this kind of thing is very clear at a glance, it must be outsiders who splash dirty water on your Medicine King Sect, I will definitely catch the real murderer, and then seek justice for our Baji Sect and your Medicine King Sect!" ”

Saying that, Tang Wei smiled friendlyly, coughed, and then walked back awkwardly, no longer having the tense atmosphere before.

Jiang Hua saw that the people around him also took their attention away from him, and couldn't help but sit down secretly, facing the complaining eyes of his companions on the side, he also looked a little embarrassed.

Guo Xiu arched his hand at the members of the various sects around him, and then Shi Shiran sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a leisurely sip, as if he had just gone out and slipped away, and the whole person looked very relaxed.

Qu Yang secretly gave a thumbs up on the side, and the other Medicine King sectarians at the same table were also crying and laughing, this kind of thing seemed to be a quick knife in Guo Xiu's hands, and it didn't cause any trouble at all.

The sky was getting darker, and the turmoil that had been caused by Jiang Hua's questioning of the Medicine King Sect was gradually subsided, and the vast canopy of the sky hung down from the sky, and a little star lantern gradually lit up on it.

Everyone sat on the top of the mountain, feeling the clouds around them blowing on the corners of their clothes, fluttering as if they were immortals, with a touch of comfort on their faces.

In this unique venue, the light source of the surrounding lighting is also gradually lit up, and there is no electric light or anything, as if it is specially designed to create the atmosphere of the ancient martial arts event, as a large number of torches are lit up around, a crisp gong sound breaks the silence, and the ripples of sound spread around the peak, and then a lion and a dragon suddenly turned out from behind the ring, circling and fighting while moving forward.

"Lion and dragon dances, I can still see the live-action version."

Guo Chao's face was full of excitement, pointing to the two rows of dancing teams and smiling from ear to ear, shaking Qu Yang on the side while talking, feeling very fresh.

"I saw it on Wong Fei Hung's movie when I was a child, but I didn't expect that this time Huiwu also has this program?"

Qu Yang is somewhat enthusiastic, she is different from ordinary girls, for those things that little boys like, she has played since she was a child, otherwise she would not have specially found the Medicine King to send to practice martial arts. Huang Feng and Zhou Lei were as calm as ever, but the excitement in their eyes still showed that they were not calm.

As the lion dragon entered the field, the rapid drum beat was like a string of thunderbolts in the sky, and it was also like a rapid horse's hooves, and it suddenly rang out all around. As if carrying the smoke of the battlefield, the drum beat was like heavy rain falling on the lake, and after a while, it knocked a series of ripples on people's hearts.

Knock knock, knock knock!

The drums grew from low to high-pitched, and the rhythm became more and more rapid, like a burning heartbeat. Although they didn't see it with their own eyes, everyone present seemed to be able to see that on that endless frontier, the broken knives and halberds, the blood flowed and the pestle flowed, and the strong fishy smell seemed to carry flames, burning people's noses with a hot pain.

The blood ignited unconsciously, and all the martial artists felt their scalps tingle, and they couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, as if only in this way could they show the majesty of their hearts, and only in this way could they fully express the pride in their cavities!

In the midst of this rapid drumbeat, a hoarse voice was like the sound of the wind behind the thunder, there was no lingering rain beating plantains, nor the beauty of red walls and green tiles, but only the rough trembling like the wind and snow in the north, and the hard and unyielding iron bones.

There was such a voice in Guo Xiu's ears, he spoke in the tone of Kuching Yang, singing a clever rhyme, everyone here came from Tiannan and Haibei, not the same place, but unexpectedly, everyone could easily hear every word in the words.

It's as if these words are not engraved on people's eardrums, but in people's minds! The sound is not clear, nor beautiful, hoarse as the broken silk strings of the dulcimer, which makes people worry that it will collapse in the next moment, but it is this sound that makes people have goosebumps.

The voice was heroic with a kind of strength, uninhibited but with an ambition, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, like the supreme spirit inherited from the ancient bloodline, every word shook people's minds:

"Yanhuangdi, many heroes, with one enemy and a hundred people are not afraid.

People are not cowardly, the enemy will be bloody, look at the blood of my Chinese man.

The blood of a boy is self-heroic, and his pride runs through his chest and heart like iron.

Carrying a golden knife in his hand, wearing a white jade jue, he is hungry for a beautiful chieftain and thirsty for Rakshasa blood. ”

Vaguely, there seems to be an unruly figure in front of people's eyes, he may be young and frivolous, handsome young man, he may have experienced the world, and his sideburns are dyed with wind and frost. But the only thing that remains unchanged is his always hot chest, and the patriotic heart that keeps beating in his chest.

That is the majesty of a man, that is the ambition of a man, and it is also the spiritual imprint that has been inherited by Chinese warriors for thousands of years!

"Children's love, and throw it away, Hanhaizhi, only decide now.

The man travels thousands of miles with his sword, and he cuts Hu Qi all the way for thousands of miles.

Liban Chaozhi, keep the Su Wu Festival, sing Wu Mu words, and do easy water farewell.

The fallen leaves are Xiao Xiao, the blood of the strong man is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the sad song is cut.

And the horse crossed the Tianshan Mountains as fast as possible, and swept the library page with a longbow.

The iron ship went straight down to Sydney Bay and broke through the night of the North Sea with one shot.

The West Yi luck has been extinct, and the Han is like Zhongtian.

Fight for 100,000 heroes, vow to paint the world with Chinese colors, and when the time comes, drink Luoyang wine and get drunk with the bright moon. ”

Since it has reached this point, what is the love of children? Compared with the ambition in my chest, which is thousands of miles away, it is just a drop in the ocean in the face of the vast clouds and smoke. As a man, as a warrior, there is no force, why not think about serving the country?!

"Men are good, be violent. Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly.

Immortal karma is all in killing.

Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male.

Xiong Zhong Xiong, the Tao is different:

See through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but make this life heroic.

Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished.

It is better to teach ten thousand people to grit their teeth and hate, and not to teach nothing to scold my name.

Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where heroes do not kill?

My generation is a hot-blooded man, but can the present lose to the ancients?! ”

The killing intent suddenly rose, holding the knife to the front, raising the fist and looking at the invincible!

Benevolence and righteousness are all false, and only killing can not be in vain with a splash of hot blood in the heart. Even if there are millions of corpses, even if you kill people like numb, the blood in your hands is soaked in the palm prints, and it will never be washed away, but for the ambition in your chest and the prosperity of the country, what are these?!

Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and how many heroes have avoided the rise of blood, when I am young, I am in the prime of life, only with my liver and gallbladder, for the world congratulations!

Guo Xiu felt as if there were shackles in his heart and moved lightly, as if it was a budding power, breaking free again and radiating new strength. In this song, he faintly felt the direction of progress, and he had a hunch in his heart that the master of the eight veins was definitely not the apex!

There are also many people like Guo Xiu in the venue, who have more or less comprehended, they are either contemplative, or smiling, like condensed sculptures, and even some people can't control the internal strength in their bodies on the spot, sweeping away like ocean waves, and then breaking through to a new realm.

Click......

Like the sound of something opening, an infinite sense of relaxation suddenly completely enveloped Guo Xiu, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes seemed to sweep a touch of electric light, faintly penetrating the air in front of him, and suddenly lit up in the field, like a star falling, and woke up everyone around him in an instant!

"It's ...... Electricity in the virtual room! ”

With an exclamation, Jiang Hua, who had just clashed with Guo Xiu, suddenly turned ugly, as if he had eaten a dead child.