In the middle of the night, an oil lamp flickered in the house.

The strong tea did not dissipate the drunkenness, Cui Hanzhang woke up very uncomfortable, and sat alone in front of the window to play music.

Next to him, Liu Datou carefully reported the patrol around the racecourse, for fear that one would accidentally anger the master in front of him, after all, the old cook drugged the whole audience and didn't even let go of his own people, Xu Qingfeng and they were still drunk and asleep.

"Where did you find the sweat medicine, it's very strong." Cui Hanzhang asked by rubbing his head lightly with his hand.

Liu Datou listened to him ask, and the stone on his chest fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He has always known the Grand Commander, and being able to ask questions shows that he doesn't care, and the more silent he is, the more likely it is that thunder and anger are brewing. So he took the hot tea next to him with a shy face and handed it over to him, and replied: "The medicine is Xiao Wu, the dosage is just right, and everything is clear when I wake up the next day." ”

"No wonder I'm dizzy, the dose is to sleep until dawn, you guys have very dark hands!" Cui Hanzhang was relieved when he heard that the sweat medicine was from the hands of the military doctor Xiao Wu.

"Only by doing a full set of dramas can there be no flaws." Liu Datou replied to the commander with the words of the old cook, he knew that the commander was a reasonable person, but Xu Qingfeng and they woke up and wanted to settle accounts with him, so they thought that they would hurry back to the barracks as soon as it was dawn to hide.

After drinking three cups of hot tea in a row, his whole body warmed up, and he ordered: "There are many stories about the old yellow calendar of the Beihu Royal Court, and there are many blank pages, so we don't have time to check them one by one. ”

"The Ministry of War has the face of the commander, and it must be easy to speak, but other yamen may not be able to ......," Liu Datou said hesitantly, expressing his worries.

Coming in front of him was a bronze waist card, Liu Datou took a look at it in his hand, and the gilded glow of the ancient seal of fish and insects appeared, "Good girl, Jin Yuwei's waist card is easy to use wherever you go." ”

Liu Datou left happily after getting the gilt waist card, Cui Hanzhang poured two cups of hot tea again and closed his eyes to breathe, he had to expel the residual medicinal power in his body as soon as possible.

Outside the window, the wind and rain stopped, and a full moon crept out from behind the clouds, illuminating the dark night a little, and the mountains were undulating and boulders. Cui Hanzhang sweated on his forehead, exhaled a long breath, got up and looked into the distance, his eyes became deep and endless, and suddenly there was a sound of night walking breaking the air hidden in the insects and frogs, but Cui Hanzhang had a spring drum, and he was very aware of the insects and frogs, and he keenly captured the discordant sound.

I didn't have time to change my night clothes and quietly chased out, hanging far behind me, with the help of the moonlight, Cui Hanzhang vaguely sensed three black shadows flickering and moving, only to see them in groups of three with the help of the surrounding terrain and forests, and quickly approached the fence of the racecourse.

Cui Hanzhang didn't think about it, he expected that these three people must be from the Beihu Mission, and he couldn't imagine that the enemy was so cunning, and even the sweat medicine couldn't defeat them. Cui Hanzhang found that the person who took the lead was in a very fast shape, like a wisp of green smoke, if he hadn't taken care of the two people behind, he would have already thrown off and disappeared into the night. Sure enough, they had already found time for the patrol guards, and with a single lift, they jumped over the fence and plunged into the woods ahead.

Cui Hanzhang did not rush to catch up, but settled down to observe the surrounding environment.

When the shift guard arrived, he found that someone was standing with his hand, and immediately drew his knife and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Immediately adjust the shift change, wake up Xu Qingfeng and the others, notify the Black Dragon Army to come to support, and block the fences around the racecourse." Cui Hanzhang turned around and ordered quickly. The shift guard realized that the person in front of him was actually the commander, and he was busy putting away his knife and kneeling to ask for guilt, Cui Hanzhang had already started his body and disappeared into the night after leaving the order, and he had to step up his pace to chase the three people in front of him.

It's just that he has just floated into the woods, and his eyes are bright, and a little sword light has flashed in every inch of space in the dark night. The sword covered the big holes around him, which can be described as ruthless, spicy, accurate, and fast. The cyclone was like a raindrop, blooming like an epiphany blooming in the dark night. Cui Hanzhang leaned back straight and bent over, a soft sword cold light came out of his abdomen, first slashed forward, then twisted his waist close to the ground, and the sword blade rotated with the momentum, slashing towards the side and back. Just this sword, you can see that he is resolute, because if he turns back to block, his momentum will not only weaken, but also fall into a passive state, but in this way, the momentum is not only not weakened, but the strength is also transported to the peak state, and the defense is attacked.

The person on the side made a "huh", flew off the ground, the long sword in his hand was transformed, and the sword light in the sky was concentrated, and the "sonorous" point was at Cui Hanzhang's sword blade, knocking the soft sword in his hand out of a large arc, and flying above like a nighthawk with the help of force.

Cui Hanzhang's whole body was shocked, he got off the iron plate bridge, fell straight back again, and when he reached a place a few feet above the ground, he twisted his waist and legs violently, turned around, turned his face to the ground, shrunk his feet and propped up, and with the strength of the tips of his ten toes, he rushed off the ground like a cannonball.

It's just that before he stood up, there were thousands of swords pouring down like starlight again, Cui Hanzhang was covered in cold hair, he didn't expect this person's swordsmanship to be so skillful, as soon as the sword came out, it was so strong that thousands of small cyclones that made people breathe immediately and cut their skin pain, and they rushed head-on, and the incident caused others to feel that the only way was to retreat backwards, but the sword came too quickly, so he could only lean back, kick the ground under his feet, and his whole body was almost flat on the ground and retreated.

After Cui Hanzhang was forced to withdraw from the woods by the two swords, he rolled on the spot, and when he got up again, there was still any sword light, but the dark woods in front of him made him feel cold in his heart, and he didn't dare to rush in. He quickly combed through it in his heart, he really couldn't imagine that there was such a sword master in the Beihu Mission, the sword was like a starlight, there was no warning, the sword momentum expanded quickly and quickly, and it instantly caused a blinding effect, and there was nothing else in the sight, as if the entire heaven and earth had been elevated to the realm of illusion in an instant.

Imagine that he was the essence of martial arts of the two great masters of the Heavenly Rank, and he could not help but be annoyed in his heart when he was forced to retreat by a sword. The enemy is dark and I am clear, and he is forced to be helpless, he pours his true qi into the soft sword in front of him, and a move of the immortal guides the way and rushes into the dark woods again, only this time he is strictly guarded but there is no sword light up, a gust of night wind rustles the leaves, virtual and real, the other party is not only good at swordsmanship, but also proficient in the art of war, presumably long gone at this time.

Cui Hanzhang made up his mind to catch up, so he pulled out a black scarf from his arms to cover his face, put the soft sword at his waist, and bowed his waist to perform the light body exercises taught by the great elder.

There is an open place in front of the woods, but there are two forks in the road, he squatted down and carefully observed the direction of the grass bending on the ground, although the other party was cautious, but after all, there were traces to follow, but it seemed that the three of them were divided into two roads, the left front was Frunze Wutang, and the right front was the road to the back mountain, Cui Hanzhang really couldn't guess that someone would explore the back mountain at night.

Frunze Wutang is located in the largest sunny valley in Hayama, across the ridge from the racecourse. Due to the initial period, there were not many guards, and more relied on Wutang students to organize their own night patrols. He guessed that the man in black should avoid the direction of the mountain gate, and chose to take a detour from the side, choosing a path and sneaking away.

Sure enough, after entering the martial hall, everything was quiet, and only a sword light shone in front of the tower. It's just that this scene is extremely strange to outsiders, and at this time, the sword qi is even more powerful than when he attacked Cui Hanzhang before, but there is no one in front of him.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and the skill of the man in black is above him, if it weren't for the big crisis, he wouldn't give it a go. Cui Hanzhang planned to observe for a while, and after a while, the sword light of the man in black was compressed again in the surrounding space, so he hid behind a tree and silently sensed the surrounding environment, and as a result, he immediately found a familiar feeling in the world of the heart, it turned out that the man in black was trying his best to fight against the Great Sun Law Realm, and it seemed that Wu Fuzi had discovered his invasion.

It turned out that the man in black lightly carried himself into the valley as if he was in a no-man's land, and he never wanted to be blocked by a tower in front of him, and at first he forcibly broke through without believing in evil, but he hit the inexplicable wall twice in a row and was bounced back.

"Dang!" With a clear sound, the famous weapon made of fine iron was broken in the middle, a black shadow opened its mouth and spurted blood, and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and the direction was Cui Hanzhang's stealth position.

"It's good to come!" Cui Hanzhang clenched the hilt of his sword, ready to sneak attack him, and did not respond to him.

I never thought that the black shadow turned around in mid-air and looked back, and half of the weapon piece in his hand scattered a piece of spark, still burning smoke and shooting out, bringing up a red light, which had suddenly arrived.

In a desperate situation, Cui Hanzhang had to give up frontal sniping, avoid his edge and turn his body to the other side.

The red star fire crumbs, crackling on the trunk of the tree.

It's too late, it's too fast, and the wind on the other side is coming.

It turned out that the man in black had already discovered Cui Hanzhang hidden behind the tree, so he used his strength to float backwards, first forced him to give up sniping with smoke and sparks, and moved out sideways in mid-air, and arrived at the back right side of the tree, and slapped Cui Hanzhang at the coccyx of Cui Hanzhang's spine with one palm.

The spine is the center of the body's activities, and if it is hit, Cui Hanzhang wants to stand up again.

This person is by no means an ordinary master of the rivers and lakes, and his kung fu is full of tricks, making people unguardable.

Cui Hanzhang squatted and slashed away with his backhand palm.

I only heard this person shout 'good boy', his palm shrank, flew up with a kick, and side-kicked Cui Hanzhang's squatting left foot in support of the center of gravity.

After Cui Hanzhang rolled on the ground, the man in black jumped off the ground, flew above his head, and attacked Cui Hanzhang who was still rolling on the ground like smoke and rain.

"Tuk Tuk!"

Resisting to the death, blocking the half-cut pipe in his hand thirteen heavy blows, Cui Hanzhang only found out at this time that the weapon in the hand of the man in black was not a long sword, but a broken smoking gun. Cui Hanzhang was frightened, but also guessed who the black-clothed man in front of him was, his slightly obese body and half-volley smoking gun were the unique symbols of Mr. Xin Yi, the leader of the Beihu and the mission.

This time, the man in black reversed the previous strategy of not colliding with Cui Hanzhang, and every blow was better than a thousand pounds of hammer, full of amazing true qi, and for a while, the wind howled, and the dead leaves on the ground swirled all over the sky, and the momentum was amazing.

A round of attacks between the lightning and flint forced Cui Hanzhang's breath to be disordered, and he could only retreat again and again, without the power to parry.

The smoking gun suddenly became delicate and flexible, chasing Cui Hanzhang like a snake out of a hole, Cui Hanzhang gritted his teeth and rolled from backwards to sideways.

The man in black let out a long howl and drifted away........