Baihualing, the main peak of Yanzhi Mountain, plunges into the sky. Ten zhang under the www.biquge.info of the mountain, there is a deep ravine that seems to be split by the gods with a giant axe, and only a stone beam that can accommodate several people side by side runs through both sides, which is called a tiger jumping stream.

At this time, the originally bare stone beam was already stained red with blood, and a tall and thin man was standing on the stone beam against the main peak. This man is extremely tall and thin, and from a distance he looks like a bamboo pole. Standing on the stone beam, the thin figure seems to be blown away by the wind on both sides of the Tiger Leaping Stream at any time. This tall and thin man has a white face and beard, and he looks a little handsome, but at this time, there is a lot of blood splashed on his face, and he is a little more hideous. It is the second leader of Yanzhishan, the nine-ring knife Kang Biaozi.

On the other side of the stone beam were the Turks of the brigade. At the head were two captains with golden feathers, one with a gray beard and the other in the prime of life. The two of them were looking down and discussing something at this time. At the end, the young commander raised his head, waved his hand, and shouted in Turkic: "Husutai, eight guns come out!" ”

Eight Turks had already jumped out. The Turks are generally good at using scimitars, bows and arrows, and it is difficult to see such a long weapon as spears and spears. Among the Turks, there are many battles and battles, and it is extremely rare for a master of the rivers and lakes like Xiang Husutai to be seen. The remaining seven people are the apprentices of Husutai among the Turks in recent years, and eight of them are combined into eight guns, which is the first-class martial arts master in the Turks. The two captains had sent people to take turns to consume Kang Biaozi's physical strength, and finally waited for him to show his exhaustion before sending these eight masters.

Kang Biaozi saw that someone stepped forward to die, and the nine-ring knife in his hand shook, and the nine iron rings made a "Karakala" sound.

Hu Sutai and the others stepped on the bluestone stone beam, only to feel that the soles of their shoes were slippery and abnormal, and they were secretly shocked in their hearts how much blood it took to dye the bluestone like this. Husutai said in a low voice: "Be careful, I don't think he wants to run out of energy." ”

"Can't it......." A person behind Husutai couldn't help but retort: "This has been cut since the morning, this guy hasn't eaten water and rice, and he can't help it even if he is beaten with iron." The garbage ahead can't handle him, but that doesn't mean we can't handle it with eight shots. ”

"Be careful!" Husutai said in a low voice, "In short, everything is careful. In case of......... Forget it, there is no case. In short, try to find a way to break the group card in his left hand, as long as there is no group card that gets in the way, as long as a sharp arrow is shot over, this guy will be shot into a hedgehog even if he is iron. ”

In a few words, eight people had already stood in the middle of the stone beam, and discharged the first two, middle three, and back three columns. If it is a normal competition, as long as two people join forces in the eight guns, at most three people, no matter how many famous heroes in the north, they will have to grab and hate. But after seeing Kang Biaozi's ruthless slashing and killing for a day, even Hu Sutai, who had the highest martial arts among the eight guns, did not dare to go against this white-faced young man alone.

Kang Biaozi saw a few people coming up, and with a move of the group card in his left hand, he shrank his whole body behind the group card and rushed over with the group card more than half a person high.

The stone beam is only about ten zhang long, and in a few breaths, Kang Biaozi has already rushed to a few people with a group card. Husutai, who was at the front, first shouted, and the spear in his hand pierced straight over, but he only heard the sound of "dang", and the tip of the spear only drew a shallow white mark on Kang Biaozi's regimental card, but the Husutai tiger mouth was numb in the shock.

Hu Sutai was secretly shocked in his heart, and he didn't know what material this Kang Biaozi's group card was made of, you must know that the shot just now was fine iron that could make him pierce into it for a few points, but he could only leave a shallow white mark on this group card!

Seeing that Kang Biaozi's regimental card defense was amazing, Hu Sutai hurriedly shouted in Turkic: "Don't worry about the regimental card first, grab the next three roads!" At that moment, two iron guns swept towards Kang Biaozi's ankles. But he didn't want Kang Biaozi to react very quickly, and the group card in his hand hit the ground heavily, only to hear two almost inseparable "click" sounds, and the hard birch gun barrel that was difficult to hurt was smashed in two by the sharp edge of the group card.

The two people who lost the tip of the gun hurriedly retreated, but they didn't want Kang Biaozi to rush forward with the group card, the first Hu Sutai only felt that there was a strong force from the gun shaft, and the foot slipped abnormally, the original steady lower plate was stumbled by Kang Biaozi's group card, and he had not yet stood firm, and suddenly saw Kang Biaozi, who was originally protected by the group card, suddenly flashed out from behind the group card, and the nine-ring machete in his right hand swept up to the waist, only to hear Hu Sutai and the four apprentices around him screaming in unison, and the five people in the first two rows of eight shots were cut down by Qi Qi.

The remaining three of the eight guns only felt inexplicably sad and indignant, and the guns in their hands trembled, but they all let out a roar, and the three spears went straight to Kang Biaozi's barrel. But the eight-person Qi Zai is not Kang Biaozi's opponent, not to mention that there are only three people left now? I saw Kang Biaozi's left hand group card concealed, the right hand nine-ring big knife opened and closed, and in a few moves, the remaining three people with guns were cut into two sections, raised his right foot "Bang ......." for a burst of kicks, kicked several people's corpses down the mountain stream, and knocked the big ring knife in his right hand to knock the group card and made a long sound of "Zheng-", and the tip of the big ring knife swept over the Turkic people, and said loudly: "Who else came to die?" ”

The middle-aged captain with a golden feather on his head was distressed and folded eight shots, and seeing Kang Biaozi so arrogant, he pressed the scimitar in anger and was about to go up to meet him in person, but he couldn't prevent a hand on his shoulder, "Forget it, you Turks will also release the arrows on time, and this kind of pre-battle general should not come out and be embarrassed." ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly turned around, and saw an extremely short middle-aged Taoist priest pressing his hand on his shoulder. This middle-aged Taoist priest is only six feet tall, only to the height of ordinary people's shoulders, and the three-bearded long beard under his chin with a moon-white Taoist robe looks a bit fairy-style Dao bones, but behind him is a long sword that is taller than himself, which makes people only feel a little funny.

When the middle-aged captain heard the mocking words of this short middle-aged Taoist priest, he said angrily: "The surname Zhao, even if you are the national teacher of the royal department, you can't insult our Yiwu tribe!" ”

The short middle-aged Taoist priest sneered, "Insult? Have I insulted you? Look, tens of thousands of people have been fighting for almost a day, and they can't even take a guy who is a little higher than the first-class master's martial arts, I just explained a fact. Empty! ”

"In!" Behind the short middle-aged Taoist priest, a handsome-looking young Taoist priest leaned over and answered.

"Let these wastes take a good look at the martial arts of the Central Plains, the province will feel that he is invincible in the world in the future, and then go to the Central Plains to challenge the famous masters, and give away his name in vain. The three Qingdao Daoists are above, and the poor Dao is also doing good deeds and accumulating good virtues. ”

"Yes!"

The two Taoist priests responded to each other, and the prime man was so angry that his face turned red, but he couldn't have a seizure, so he had to pant in his nose, watching the handsome Taoist priest walk up to the stone beam step by step, and thinking viciously in his heart, it was best for this rabbit master to be cut into two pieces with a knife and thrown down to feed the mandrill.

The handsome Taoist priest carried a long sword on his back and walked up to the stone beam step by step, his face was indifferent, not like he was walking in a bloody battle, but like enjoying flowers in the forest. Walking to the stone beam, he hugged his fists at Kang Biaozi and said: "Zhengyi teaches the Qing character Ye Qingkong, and I have come to take your head on the order of the family teacher." ”

Kang Biaozi saw that this Taoist priest had a calm face and a steady step, and he knew that he had a hard idea. Secretly tightened the machete group card in his hand, "If you have the ability, what does it matter if the name of Lao Tzu is given to you?" But I'm afraid that you won't be able to get my life, and you will give up your life in vain. ”

"Your Excellency Lao is worried." Ye Qingkong said with a smile as he raised his right hand and slowly drew the long sword from behind his back.

Ye Qingkong's long sword is just the most common standard long sword of the Zhengyi Sect, three feet three inches long, one inch and two minutes thick, with two sides open, one side of the sword is engraved with two small characters "Zhengyi", and the other side is engraved with a side of yin and yang gossip. This long sword is also a rare weapon in the rivers and lakes, but it is far worse than the nine-ring machete in Kang Biaozi's hand compared to the group card. Kang Biaozi said in his heart This handsome Taoist priest must have seen the extraordinary blade in my hand just now, but he still dares to use such an ordinary long sword against the enemy, and he must have an amazing art in his hand!

I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, my left hand was a group card to protect myself, and my right hand dragged the nine big ring knives upside down, and the two long legs were like wheels, rushing towards Ye Qingkong with the group card.

Ye Qingkong's long sword hung up, not dodging or dodging. When Kang Biaozi rushed to three feet in front of him, he suddenly lifted his body, and his toes lightly touched the group card, and a swallow in mid-air was turning behind Kang Biaozi.

Kang Biaozi didn't expect that this Ye Qingkong's light body kung fu would be so peaking, and the group card in his left hand didn't have time to put it away, and the nine-ring big knife in his right hand hurriedly swept back. Ye Qingkong's sword blade turned, and it actually stuck to the blade of Kang Biaozi's nine-ring broadsword, and slashed diagonally towards Kang Biaozi's wrist holding the knife.

Kang Biaozi knew that if he didn't accept the recruitment, his wrist would be controlled, and he would have to lose the nine-ring broadsword. At the moment, his body retreated, but he didn't prevent Ye Qingkong from following like a shadow, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as a sword. Zhengyijiao's martial arts were originally known for being peaceful and peaceful, but when they were used in Ye Qingkong's hands, they were as fast as lightning.

Kang Biaozi was hit by more than a dozen swords in an instant, and the clothes on his chest and right arm were scratched. Fortunately, every time the sword was hit, he was able to dodge in time, so that each sword only scored a few points into the flesh without hurting the muscles and bones.

But this is not a long-term solution, as the so-called long-term defense will be lost. Under the lightning-fast sword light, Kang Biaozi didn't think he could survive many moves even if he was conceited. At the moment, his eyes were staring at the tip of Ye Qingkong's sword, and he sent his right chest up. Listening to the "flutter" sword body entering the body and Kang Biaozi's muffled snort of "um" sounded at the same time, Kang Biaozi's left hand finally drew back, and fiercely pushed Ye Qingkong.

Ye Qingkong's face was full of regret, as if it was a pity that he didn't kill Kang Biaozi. The hand was not slow, the sword of the "brush" in the right hand was withdrawn from Kang Biaozi's chest, and the left hand "ping" slapped on Kang Biaozi's group card, and his body retreated a few feet with the power of this beat. The figure slipped back, but the left hand was suddenly withdrawn, and a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair shot into Kang Biaozi's right eye silently.