Seeing that the situation was so critical, the Thirty-six Gangs were shocked and angry, and they all drew their blades. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Unexpectedly, Xiong Sifei took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, today's matter is difficult to do, if you don't do it, it will be a river of blood, I have a suggestion, how about you listen to it?" ”

"Less fucking tricks!" Fang Yichen was angry and shouted at him, "If you want to fight, you can fight, why bother? ”

Xiong Sifei shook his head and sighed: "It is rumored that Fang Yichen of the late military department is a famous stinky mouth in Beijing, and when I heard it today, it really lives up to its name." ”

Yuan Tiangang raised his hand to stop the furious Fang Yichen, looked at Xiong Sifei and said with a smile: "What do you want to say?" ”

Xiong Sifei said: "It's still Mr. Yuan's cleverness and ability to listen to the next word." Then he added, "Today is your birthday, and it would be a little disrespectful for us to meet you with swords; It's better to do this, just follow the rules of the rivers and lakes, you and I have a confrontation, see who can win, if you win, we will withdraw immediately without saying a word; If you lose, hand Fang Yichen over to us, so that you can save the people on both sides from suffering the misfortune of blood light, what do you think? ”

Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly: "The guests who came to celebrate the old man's birthday today have been expelled by you, and at this moment, you have said that you want to respect the old man, Xiong Sifei, you are really clever and eloquent." "However, if you want to compete with the old man, how can the old man be afraid of you?" ”

Xiong Sifei laughed and said, "Mr. Yuan is really a cheerful person, and he admires him so much." Turning his head to Xu Xianchun, he said, "Xu Dudu, today I will have a showdown with Chief Helmsman Yuan, and decide whether to arrest people or not by victory or defeat, do you think it is good?" ”

Xu Xianchun nodded and said, "Okay, just follow the words of the master." ”

Xiong Sifei pointed at Fang Yichen, and then said to Yuan Tiangang: "There is no problem on our side, but I don't know if this famous mouth of the Jingshi will listen to you?" ”

Without waiting for Yuan Tiangang to speak, Fang Yichen shouted: "Okay, just follow your words." If Mr. Yuan loses, Fang will go with you; If you lose, get out of the way! ”

Yuan Tiangang smiled: "Xiong Sifei, you heard it." ”

Xiong Sifei said with a smile: "I heard it, I heard it, Mr. Yuan is really respectable, and we can't admire it." ”

Fang Yichen shouted again: "What if you lose and refuse to give up? Why do we believe you? ”

Xiong Sifei looked up at the sky and smiled, looked at Fang Yichen and said, "Hall Master Fang, now that you are besieged by the group, even if we forcibly attack and kill, I believe that you and I will be three or seven in number." I've given you a chance now, and you should be happy; If I don't give you this opportunity, everyone here today will be implicated by you, do you still have a choice? ”

Fang Yichen snorted, stared at him for a moment, and said, "If you dare to repent, my Yichen will fight for his life, and he will die with you!" ”

Xiong Sifei responded with a sneer and said, "It's easy to say." ”

Yuan Tiangang laughed and said, "Bring my knife." "Today, the enemy is coming, and it is also his birthday, and they have been careless for a while, so they have fallen into passivity. Now that the other party has proposed to settle the matter with the level of force, how could he not agree.

First, he is full of confidence in his heart, although Xiong Sifei is powerful, and he is known as the Jingshi with Bingxuan fingering, but he has been immersed in knife skills for many years, and his self-confidence may not be invincible; Second, although the other party is outnumbered, but the highest martial artist is Xiong Sifei, even if he can't kill him, as long as he can be injured, even if the other party regrets defeat, it will greatly increase the success rate of his subordinates desperately breaking through, so he gladly responded to the battle, not scared at all.

Soon, the congregation in the gang took out his powerful sword, which was more than four feet long with a sheath, but the scabbard looked black and black on the surface.

Xiong Sifei's eyes contracted, stared at the knife carefully, and said word by word: "This is the legendary 'Snow Drink Crazy Knife' that was stained with countless blood and killed all over the seven gangs, eight factions and nine alliances in the rivers and lakes?" ”

Yuan Tiangang took the scabbard, shook his head and smiled: "That was the previous name of this knife, and now it is no longer called Snow Drinking Knife." ”

With a "bang", Yuan Tiangang pulled out his knife from the sheath. When everyone looked at it, they were disappointed, where was this a cold and shining, extremely sharp treasure knife, it was clearly a rusty, dull old knife, not even an ordinary long knife.

Xiong Sifei was surprised and said, "This is the famous weapon?" This was the first time he saw Yuan Tiangang's side-worn blade when he was roaming the rivers and lakes.

Yuan Tiangang sighed and said to Xiong Sifei, "The old man hasn't used this knife for a long time, if it weren't for the Xiong Guild Master today, I'm afraid this knife will never see the light of day again." After a pause, he said, "Don't people in the rivers and lakes often say that the years are like flying knives, and the knives urge people to be old, the old man has already renamed this knife as the 'Time Crazy Knife', and today he will use the old man's newly realized 'Feelings Nine Styles' against your 'Bing Xuan Divine Finger'." ”

Xiong Sifei said with a smile: "In this way, Mr. Yuan is still very fond of contemptible, and I should feel honored." ”

Yuan Tiangang said: "But this doesn't mean that I will be merciful, if you are negligent in dealing with it, don't blame me for not warning in advance." ”

Xiong Sifei returned to normalcy and said, "Against you, a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, I will naturally go all out." ”

Both of them were no longer polite, and walked together into the middle of the field, and everyone hurriedly dispersed and retreated, making most of the space for them.

Yuan Tiangang threw away the scabbard, pointed the long knife at Xiong Sifei, and said, "Could it be that you plan to use your hands on me?" ”

Xiong Sifei raised his hands to his chest and said lightly: "My hands are my blades, they are better than thousands of weapons, I believe you should be able to understand." ”

Yuan Tiangang smiled: "Okay." He stopped talking, his body leaned forward slightly, his eyes shot towards Xiong Sifei like electricity, and he didn't see how to make a big move, but he had already given birth to a powerful wave of qi and coercion, surging towards Xiong Sifei like a mountain and a sea.

Xiong Sifei showed a solemn look on his face, his hands danced back and forth in front of his chest, and his ten fingers danced like ten thousand flowers blooming at the same time, and he instantly condensed a powerful true energy, which could withstand Yuan Tiangang's surging energy.

Yuan Tiangang praised: "Bing Xuan's stunt is really extraordinary. Before he could say a word, the whole person had turned into a lonely flock and bounced up, slashing at Xiong Sifei's head.

Xiong Sifei snorted lightly, his right hand danced like a phantom, and then his two fingers popped out, and the second sound of "whoosh" cracked the air, and the strength of the finger wind hit Yuan Tiangang's knife tip with the slightest error.

A crisp sound broke out, Yuan Tiangang's body was blocked, and he fell two feet in front of Xiong Sifei, and the long knife was raised again, pointing at Xiong Sifei.

With the move just now, although Yuan Tiangang's long knife seemed to be sharp, it was only tentative in nature, and it did not focus much on strength. Xiong Sifei was able to see through it, and he only relied on a finger to resist the enemy, which shows that this person is quite scheming.

Xiong Sifei said lightly: "The sword song is about to be stopped, and the first style of the crazy sword of the years is 'thunder style'. Holding the knife in both hands, the handle of the knife sank, the tip of the knife was facing upward, and between the shaking of the wrist, a thunderous blow slashed towards Xiong Sifei's neck like lightning and thunder.

Xiong Sifei smiled slightly, and flicked the sky with three fingers in his left hand, and three strong winds suddenly shot out, directly hitting Yuan Tiangang's door.

Yuan Tiangang's long knife suddenly accelerated, and met the three finger winds, with a sound of "wave", the strength of the two sides immediately touched, and he immediately shouted, "The green shirt is in danger of the peak, the second type of 'wind and rain style'", the whole person jumped high, the long knife danced wildly, like a thunderous rainstorm, and the heavy knife shadow swept towards Xiong Sifei.

Xiong Sifei was moved for the first time, his clothes were windless, his hands were raised above the top, his four fingers flicked, and dozens of strong winds broke through the air and shot into the shadow of Yuan Tiangang's knife that fell from the sky.

After a few muffled sounds, Yuan Tiangang's heavy knife shadow dispersed, and the whole person turned backwards and fell to the center of the backyard, the long knife in his hand hung obliquely, and there were several drops of water on the old knife body slowly dripping along the tip of the knife.

Wu Chengde was shocked when he saw it, and whispered to Fang Yichen: "Have you seen it, Mr. Yuan's face seems to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost, could it be that he has suffered internal injuries?" ”

Fang Yichen shook his head slightly, and said: "Xiong Sifei's Bingxuan Finger is originally Yin and Cold Qi, and Mr. Yuan fought with him to unload all his Yin Qi from his body, so he is in such a situation, it's okay, he is not injured." "Back then, when he fought with Xiong Sifei Xiangshan, he had learned Xiong Sifei's Bingxuan Finger, so he could understand it at a glance, unlike Wu Chengde.

In the venue, Xiong Sifei said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, your years are not lacking in poetry, no wonder you were known as the 'prodigal son' in the rivers and lakes back then." ”

Yuan Tiangang shook his head and sighed, and said: "It's old, this set of knife techniques is used by the old man to play around, and he is used to miss his best friends in the rivers and lakes back then, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today." ”

Xiong Sifei let out an "oh" and said lightly: "I don't know what the next style is?" ”

Yuan Tiangang smiled and said: "The third type, the child must be famous and drunk, and the 'machine variant'." Before the words fell, the figure flickered, turning into thousands of figures, and the long knife slashed towards Xiong Sifei from all directions, as if countless Yuan Tiangang were attacking from all directions, and the only target was Xiong Sifei in the center.

Everyone outside the arena was deeply shocked by Rusi's knife technique, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could they know that Yuan Tiangang's knife technique had progressed to such a supernatural point.

Xiong Sifei finally moved.

He let out a clear whistle and stood on his feet.

He had not moved his body in the first two sword moves of Yuan Tiangang just now, and at this moment, under the persecution of this third type, he had to try his best to deal with it.

At the same time, as soon as the other person flicked up, his hands flicked in a row, and countless strong winds were like meteors across the sky, sprinkling Yuan Tiangang's figure in all directions, preventing him from pursuing further.

"Tuk Tuk" burst out continuously, and Xiong Sifei's finger wind all fell short and shot into the land in the courtyard. The bone-chilling chill spread along the ground in all directions, and even at the end of summer, it still made everyone present feel a chill and shudder.

Xiong Sifei was in the air, and before he had a chance to take a breath, he heard Yuan Tiangang below shouting violently: "I don't care about the ups and downs of success or failure, the fourth type is 'flirting with the sky'." ”