Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone stared intently at Shi Jin and You Guan in front of them, especially the calf that began to fall to the side in the air, which was eye-catching.

"Ah......h

In the next moment, Na You Guan suddenly let out a heart-rending scream, and fell to the side, his body twitching, and his face was full of hideous color.

Struggling to arch his waist, he wanted to grab his broken leg with his hands, but he was bleeding like blood in front of him, but he didn't dare to touch his wounds, just kept wailing, looking at Shi Jin's eyes in front of him, full of resentment and fear.

No one expected that Shicai still wanted to grow his nostrils to the sky, but at this time, he looked miserable.

"The cowhide is blowing loudly", Shi Jin couldn't help but smile coldly when he saw this: "I thought I had a lot of ability!" What a disappointment! ”

Saying that, Shi Jin no longer looked at You Guan who was struggling and wailing in front of him, and said directly to the Qingzhou officials and soldiers led by Qin Ming in front of him:

"I said Chief Manager Qin Ming, don't you have no one under your command, even if you send such waste here, could it be that you are here to play treasure?"

"Bold!"

Hearing this, Qin Ming's face turned cold, and he was about to speak, but he saw that Huang Xin, a disciple on the side, was already carrying his mourning sword and headed towards Shi Yi, who was shouting in front of him. Huang Xin's voice came from his ears: "Master, teach the disciple to go, I will be here for a while!" ”

Seeing this, Qin Ming wanted to stop Huang Xin, but it was too late.

Qin Ming didn't expect that the man in front of him, who seemed to be a little delicate, made a three-pointed and two-edged blade. but few of them are used. The reasons are, first, difficult to practice, second, difficult to refine, and third, more demanding.

As usual, there are only two types of people who make such a sword: either mediocre or master. Therefore, when he saw Shi Jin flashing his blade before, Qin Ming's heart tightened. By the time Shi Jin and You Guan made a few moves, Qin Ming had already seen the extraordinaryness of the handsome man in front of him. Even if it's on your own, it takes a lot of work.

At this time, Huang Xin was out of the horse, and Qin Ming was secretly worried. Huang Xin is the apprentice he taught by hand, but his apprentice is a dead sword. This kind of weapon is also a bit out of the way, but this apprentice is very good at it and loves it very much.

There's no way, I can't force others to practice knives and sticks. Therefore, his own master actually taught Huang Xin some basic skills of martial arts, experience against the enemy, etc., and Qin Ming himself was not very familiar with the specific swordsmanship and sword moves of the Mourning Sword, let alone teaching others.

However, for Huang Xin's overall level, Qin Ming still has a bottom in his heart. According to the truth, his talent in martial arts is really mediocre, but fortunately, he is willing to endure hardships and can make up for his clumsiness with diligence, so his martial arts can be regarded as passable. But if you face the handsome young man in front of you, I'm afraid you still have to be a line behind.

Qin Ming knew that when Huang Xin came out of the station, it must have been the handsome man in front of him who made sarcastic remarks about himself and hurriedly made a move. Grateful for Huang Xin's fist heart, Qin Ming was very relieved, but this Huang Xin had already left the station, and he definitely couldn't be ordered to return anymore.

For now, the only way to do this is to keep an eye on the war situation. If Huang Xinzhen is in a crisis, he will help again.

"Bold thief, don't speak evil! I will teach my town Sanshan Huangxin, come to meet you for a while! Huang Xin patted his horse and came to stand five or six meters opposite Shi Jin, pointed at Shi Jin with the mourning sword in his hand, and shouted loudly.

"Zhen Sanshan Huang Xin?"

Shi Jin saw that Huang Xin in front of him had a lot of courage, and couldn't help but feel a little good, and then laughed loudly: "Okay, Nine-Pattern Dragon Shi Jin, I have learned!" ”

As he spoke, Shi Jin exerted his legs, and the horses under him neighed, and immediately headed towards Huang Xin in front of him. And that Huang Xin did not show weakness, and rushed towards Shi Jin-for-tat.

Shi Jin lifted the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and stabbed, and his movements were smooth, without the slightest intention of showing mercy to his subordinates. On the other hand, Huang Xin at this time, the cold light flashed on the mourning sword in his hand, which did have some preemptive meaning.

Bite!

When the two met, a sword and a knife collided violently, and a crisp sound of exchange was heard. Then, the two hurriedly beckoned to each other again.

Chao Gai looked at the battle circle in front of him and couldn't help but bow slightly. This Shi Jin is not a disciple of Wang Jin, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand is like an arm and fingers, and he wields freely. Shi Jin was able to sit on the top of Shaohua Mountain, and he did have some real skills.

What Chao Gai didn't expect was that the good-looking man who was fighting with Shi Jin in front of him was none other than Huang Xin, the three mountains of that town.

Before, Chao Gai didn't pay attention. This town of Sanshan Huangxin, in the original Water Margin world, is really not a conspicuous role. Even for Chao Gai at this moment, compared to Huang Xin himself, it was the mourning sword in his hand that made Chao Gai more interested.

After all, in Chao Gai's original understanding, this Huang Xin's martial arts are mediocre, but he dares to call Zhen Sanshan such a nickname, which is really a bit exaggerated. Even if it shocked Peach Blossom Mountain, Erlong Mountain, and White Tiger Mountain, it was nothing that could be praised.

This mourning sword, Chao Gai really hadn't seen it before. I thought it was similar to an ordinary long sword, but I didn't want to look at it at this time, but it was still a little longer than that ordinary long sword.

Chao Gai took a closer look, but felt that this mourning sword belonged to the category of heavy swords. At this time, Huang Xin was holding a sword with both hands, and the whole person looked majestic, and his momentum was not much inferior to Shi Jin.

However, seeing that these two people had taken a few moves, Chao Gai suddenly found that this Huang Xin's martial arts were also remarkable. Although he did not gain the upper hand, under Shi Jin's offensive, although he only had the ability to parry and did not have the power to fight back, he also covered the sword of death in an airtight manner.

Touch!

Until the two walked for three or four rounds, the two didn't know how many times they collided. At this time, Huang Xin felt a little timid. The previous fighting styles of the two of them were invariably more energetic, and they did not use their original martial arts paths, but looked for opportunities to fight together.

At this time, both of them were sweating profusely. But Huang Xinzhong was shocked. Shi Jin in front of him had watched a battle with Nayou before, and at this time, he had been fighting with himself for a long time, but there was no exhaustion, which showed that this person's endurance was strong, and he couldn't compare.

"Be careful!"

Shi Jin became more and more courageous the more he fought, and saw that the movements in Huang Xin's hand slowed down slightly, and suddenly changed his moves, turning stabs into slashes, and the three-pointed two-edged knife that had previously gone to Huang Xin's nest was instantly changed to a horizontal slash towards Huang Xin.

Seeing this, Huang Xin didn't have time to change his moves, so he had no choice but to drag his mourning sword to him and stick it upright into the ground.

Clang!

In an instant, Huang Xin only felt that the mourning sword in his hand was like a bronze bell that had been ringed, and it suddenly vibrate, and his household was numb.

Snort.

At this moment, Huang Xin saw a silver blade slashing along his sword body towards his hands.