Wei Ziheng, relying on some familiarity with Wumeng Villa before, led this group of people towards a place where there was less restlessness.

Qinglian, who had been following closely behind Wei Ziheng, said, "This son, or go to the place of ceremonies." There are few people there, there are not many people, presumably those black-robed people should not come here, it should be safe enough. ”

Wei Ziheng, who was not very familiar with the terrain, agreed in a hurry when he heard Qinglian's words.

There was still the sound of houses collapsing all around, and huge black smoke shot straight into the sky, except for the fierce fighting in the council hall, the sound of Wu Meng's and other places gradually calmed down.

Just when a group of people thought that the situation had stabilized, a group of black-robed people suddenly flashed out: "Where to go?" ”

Wei Ziheng was first surprised, looking at the posture of this group of black-robed people, it seemed that the goal was very clear, but there were no other valuable things here, could it be said that this group of black-robed people meant something else?

Wei Ziheng, holding his right hand tightly, Wu Gou, who had borrowed it before, was not afraid of the momentum of this group of black-clothed people and said, "Everyone, where do you want to go?" ”

Out of this group of black-clothed people came a woman with a slender body, looking at his somewhat convex and backward body, it seemed that her body was extremely hot, and she said in an extremely feminine voice: "You guys, you can't blame the sky, you can't blame the earth, you can only blame your life is not good." Kill! ”

As soon as the words fell, several black-robed people behind the woman rushed straight down in an instant, holding sharp swords and slashing in the air.

Wei Ziheng, not afraid at all, held the sword in one hand, and resisted hard, and forced one of them back with two simple swordsmanship. Seeing this, the group of black-clothed people gathered around and prepared to attack Wei Ziheng in groups. Looking at it, Wei Ziheng seems to be the only one in this group of people, who is quite strong in force, and it seems that everyone else is weak.

Wei Ziheng didn't mean to retreat at all, and the extremely ordinary Wu hook in his hand burst out with extremely strong sword intent, directly forcing back a few people who were ready to sneak attack at any time.

At this moment, Qinglian actually walked up slowly, only to see her holding a piano, looking at these menacing black-robed people with a calm face, and said, "If you want to kill us, come and try!" ”

Seeing this, the vicious woman standing on the eaves couldn't help but sneer: "I said sister, seeing that you are so delicate and clear, I don't want to crush your beautiful flower easily." ”

"You try!" Qinglian, with a slight look of anger on her face, held her guzheng tightly with both hands.

The next second, the woman made a move, he pulled out a long sword from his waist and stabbed straight at Qinglian. Wei Ziheng, who was fighting with several black-robed people at this time, did not have the slightest ability to go to help with the danger on Qinglian's side. Wei Ziheng looked at Qinglian with wide eyes.

Suddenly, there was only a click, and the zither broke, along with the strings and body, was cut in half by the woman's sword.

At this moment, some discerning people suddenly discovered that a straight object fell from the zither, and Qinglian stepped into the air and caught it.

It's a sword!

There is actually a sword hidden in the guzheng!

This made the black-robed woman never expect it.

Qing Lian, holding the scabbard of the sword with her left hand and the hilt of the sword with her right hand, pulled it out with all her might, and a silver light broke through the air and rushed straight towards the black-robed woman, who was instantly retreated from her.

Wei Ziheng also relied on his swordsmanship to easily break free from the siege of many black-robed people and stood with Qinglian: "I can't imagine the girl, hidden here." ”

Qinglian's eyes were serious, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she said softly: "Being in Wu League, if you don't learn some self-defense skills, how dare you be in a place like Wu League?" ”

After the black-robed woman saw the slender sword in Qinglian's hand, the corners of her eyes moved slightly, and she said with some contempt: "Yo, this sword, you are the descendant of Wu Wangfucha." ”

Qinglian held the scabbard in her left hand and the sword body in her right hand, and her flowing white skirt formed a wonderful picture: "If you dare to come to Wumeng today, don't think about leaving alive." ”

A black-robed man with a rough voice next to him said: "This sword is not a fine product in Wu Gou, in the past, King Wu was a poor sword, Changsu." There were rumors before, saying: Jiuqu River, visitors from all directions, Wu Zhong is hot-blooded, and Changsu is a sword. ”

When Wei Ziheng heard this, he couldn't help but subconsciously look at the famous sword Chang Su in the hand of the woman beside him. Changsu, this sword has been located in the court of Wu, has always been held by successive kings of Wu, and later this sword passed to the hands of King Wu Lu, by the latest technology at that time, recast again, and later ordered to be Changsu. In the past, when the sword master Tian Xuanzi passed through the Wu Kingdom, he once said to the former Wu Wang, Changsu, this sword has the light of the sun and the moon, and the southeast land has the potential, and it should be on the sword list.

But at that time, the king of Wu Lu categorically refused, and said something like this: Changsu is the sword of the king of Wu, although it has not become the climate of the Son of Heaven, but the sword of this royal road cannot be ranked with the sword of the rivers and lakes, otherwise it will damage the country.

At this point, Tianxuanzi will not mention it again, Changsu. Among the people of Wu, Changsu has always been a symbol of King Wu, but now it has fallen into the hands of a woman.

Qinglian's face did not change, and he waved Chang Su, who was emitting a white light in his other hands, and said: "I am the granddaughter of Wu Jun of the former country, you dare to be presumptuous in Wumeng, and pass my level first." ”

The somewhat rough voice sounded again: "Just rely on you, a woman, don't say that I don't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade later." Doesn't it matter if you're the granddaughter of the old thief, or what? You have to die here today. ”

Without further ado, the two sides immediately started fighting.

Qing Lian retracted a trace of gentleness, exerted the strength of her whole body, and fought hard to kill this group of black-robed people, using that famous sword, Chang Su, to come and go freely among the black-robed people. After a few encounters, two of the weapons in the black-robed man's hands were cut in half.

Changsu, worthy of the sword of the former King Wu, sharpens iron like mud and chops grass like the wind. Wei Ziheng no longer stopped to help Qinglian and help her.

The former group of liturgical people have now fled in all directions. However, the number of black-robed people around was constantly increasing, and the black-robed woman simply got rid of it and led a group of people to the courtyard behind.

Qinglian's face was a little bad, and she immediately broke free from the person next to her and chased after the black-robed woman. Wei Ziheng didn't say a word, and followed closely.

When Qinglian saw that the door of the lock of Lile was broken, her face became particularly stiff, and her beautiful face yesterday was now angry, but there was still a group of black-robed people with high force in the courtyard, and Qinglian and Wei Ziheng were never able to get out.

Wei Ziheng subconsciously understood that there must be other secrets hidden inside that place of ritual music. However, as the number of black-robed people around them increased, Qing Lian and Wei Ziheng's cross-attack became slowly difficult.

Wei Ziheng tilted his head sideways and said, "Qinglian, the situation is not good now, let's temporarily retreat first!" ”

"Nope." Qinglian looked a little stubborn at this time, and she waved the Changsu in her hand, becoming more and more powerful. Wei Ziheng was a little helpless, this kind of situation of being weak to the enemy, first of all, he had to preserve his strength, no matter how strong his martial arts were, he could not underestimate any opponent.

After fighting for a while, Wu Meng's help came.

A burly man appeared in the air, holding a fine Wu hook, and appeared in front of everyone.

It's Tahoe.

With his help, all the black-robed people in this small courtyard were scattered in an instant. A few seconds later, a red aura came to his face.

It's Chifeng.

The extremely manic Yi Yang Sword was madly raging with his red terrifying sword intent. The black-robed people around him couldn't help but tremble when they saw Chifeng's appearance.

Qinglian said loudly to Taihe at this time: "Lord Tai, they broke into the place of etiquette. ”

Taihe, when he heard the news, his face suddenly sank, as if something big had happened: "What, Princess Qinglian, the thief has infiltrated the place of Lile." Chifeng, come with me. ”

"I'll go too." Qinglian looked at Tahoe with firm eyes on the side, as if pleading.

Taihe, nodded, turned around and took Qinglian and Chifeng, and entered the place of ceremonial music. At the same time, the black-robed people around gradually increased, and presumably the black-robed people who were active in other parts of the Wu League also moved to this small courtyard. But at the same time, the masters of the Wu League also came to help, and the situation in the courtyard instantly became clear.

Seeing this situation, Wei Ziheng no longer had to worry about his life, and driven by curiosity, he also rushed in with Tahoe and his party.

The fires in the two places of Wu Meng have all been extinguished, and all the black-robed people who originally caused chaos have been transferred to this small courtyard. And the fierce fighting in the lobby never stopped.

Ji Jianyong held a long sword, stood sideways, and said majestically to the black tiger: "Okay, you thief, if I don't break your body today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart." ”

I saw that the black tiger sneered, and said extremely rampantly: "Is it just you? In the past, a weak scholar dared to be presumptuous in front of me, if it was those people who didn't want to die in Wu League before, I really didn't dare to come to this place to be presumptuous. Ji Jianyong, you have to remember that Wu Meng has long been a sign of decay. With the few people you have now, you can't get anything back. ”

These words angered Yang Sheng, who was holding a battle axe on the side, he was wearing coarse cloth armor, but his body was already covered with blood stains at this time, and he didn't know whether these blood stains were his or those black-robed people, he roared like a jackal, tiger and leopard: "Black tiger, you can't escape death today, look at the axe!" ”

On the ground of the lobby, there were already the corpses of several Wu League elders, in addition to the main beams that had broken before, the heavy pillars around them were also broken at this time, and it seemed that they could fall down at any time.

Wan Yanzhi was also fighting hard at this time, he looked very young, but in fact, he had been in charge of the Wu League for decades. Today is the first time that someone has killed Wu Meng's head. Wan Yanzhi, who was ready to dedicate his life to Wu Meng, was even more furious at this time, the strip of cloth that bound his hair had been cut off, his somewhat disheveled hair fluttered in the wind, and his vicious eyes were full of unforgivable anger.

Ji Jianyong is also not strong enough at this time, the Black Tiger Gang looks at today's situation, I am afraid that most of the strength has been dispatched, and the strength of the black-robed people around the Black Tiger is equal to their own, not to mention their boss Black Tiger. Fortunately, today coincided with Yang Sheng's visit, and he barely withstood the extremely powerful attack of that black tiger. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The black tiger held his pitch-black long sword in his hand, pestle in place, lowered his head and sneered a few times: "The state of Wu has been destroyed, you shouldn't be like this, now like the new successor of the Yue King, the generous, benevolent and righteous dynasty, I want to recruit you, I don't know what your intentions are." ”

"Dare to insult Wu Meng!" A seriously injured Elder Wu Meng dragged the body and said viciously.

The black tiger instantly turned his head to stare at the Elder Wu Meng who was speaking wildly at him, and the next second he flew over, the pitch-black long sword slashed through the air, and there was a faint black mist that went straight to the Elder Wu League.

Ji Jianyong saw that his elder was about to rush to Huangquan, and he said angrily: "No! ”

Only a piercing sound of metal knocking was heard, and the black tiger's attack was prevented.

"Who are you?" The black tiger looked at the young man in front of him who was blocking his strong blow and said.

I saw that the young man tilted his head and looked at the black tiger, and said in an extremely confident tone: "In Xia Sun Qi!" The name of this sword is called, Qihong! Who dares to fight with me! ”