Quanzhou Mansion, outside the Dingbei Gate, is a large open area, and pedestrians on the road are three or three.

Tang Ji and Mao Sandao walked out one after the other.

"Brother Mao, why don't you tell me where I am, I'll go by myself?"

"Let's be good friends and be righteous! Since I promised you, I naturally want to go together!"

Mao Sandao is a hero and heroic on weekdays, and today he finally has the opportunity to add another stroke to his career, so he naturally has to stick to it to the end.

"Reward silver, I will also share half of you, this is in danger. Tang Ji was very sincere, and he didn't want to be seen making a move, so he tried his best to dissuade him.

"Let's only talk about righteousness, regardless of money! If you say that again, you will look down on me!"

Mao Sandao said loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes, the little brother is reckless. Tang Ji said with a smile, he looked up at the sun that was already in the west, "Where are we going next?"

"To the north of the city, Qingyuan Mountain!"

"Ride!" A jujube red horse galloped out from behind the two, and in a trance, Tang Ji saw a knight on horseback, carrying an extremely wide sword behind him.

Qingyuan Mountain, located ten miles north of Quanzhou Prefecture, is on the main road connecting Quanzhou Prefecture with the outside world.

On the mountain, there are dense cypress trees, and at the bottom of the mountain is a long pavilion.

At this time, in the long pavilion, there were two men in crimson clothes.

The young man stared at the way from the north from time to time, and from time to time he shook the handle of his knife, looking a little anxious. The older one was calm and quiet, closing his eyes quietly.

"It's coming!" the older man suddenly opened his eyes and stood up on the ground.

"Where is the hall master?" asked the young man, who drew his knife and looked around to see no one else.

"It's all said, don't call the hall master!" the older man frowned and reprimanded, being sent out to do such a thing, he himself as the hall master also wanted to save face.

"Yes, yes, my subordinates know their mistakes. The young man hurriedly confessed.

In the early morning, a large cart came slowly from the north, and a gray cloth sign was carried on the face in front of the carriage, on which was embroidered with the word "Zhang".

The two men in scarlet clothes, when they saw the carriage, straightened their backs slightly, and they instantly gave people a sense of strength.

The carriage arrived in front of the pavilion and slowly stopped.

"Lao Liu, where are you and why did you park?" A slightly immature voice came from inside the car, and he asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Young master, it's time to the long pavilion, let's just run into two beasts that don't open their eyes. ”

The driver of the car bowed slightly and replied unhurriedly, not showing the slightest panic.

When the two scarlet-clad men heard the conversation between the master and servant, they were not annoyed, and with a sneer, they jumped out of the long pavilion and landed in front of the carriage.

"Young Master Zhang Jia, are you in the car? The older man said coldly, although the words were polite, but the tone was cold, not at all like the meaning of the courtesy.

"Where did the stupid thief come from, Lao Liu, sent him on the road. "The young master of the Zhang family sitting in the car is estimated to be the standard rich second generation of Quanzhou Mansion, to be honest, he is really a person with a mine in the family.

Speaking in a domineering manner, unceremoniously.

"Okay, young master. ”

Jumping down from the seat gently, the dust landed unexpectedly, the coachman Lao Liu hid deeply, arched his hand, and said, "The two of you, please respect yourself." ”

"Mixed Yuan Zhang Liu Zaidao, I know you, it's just that I advise you not to wade into troubled waters. The older man in scarlet scarlet smiled coldly.

The two were still standing in front of the car, with no intention of getting out of the way at all.

Hearing that the other party directly shouted his name, Liu Zaidao knew that today's things could not be good, so he secretly concentrated and raised his momentum.

"In that case, two of you, please advise!" Before the words fell, Liu Zaidao had already pulled away and stood up a fist fight.

A momentum rose sharply, and the humble state of the coachman just now disappeared completely!

The name of this bastard palm on the rivers and lakes is really not easy to get.

The older man's eyes were cold, he glanced at Liu Zaidao and rubbed his body.

If you don't agree with each other, you will launch a merciless attack!

It's really strong!

The man made a fist with his left hand behind his back.

The right hand or slap or grab, and in an instant, he made more than ten moves, which was an understatement, but the moves did not leave Liu Zaidao's vital point.

Liu Zaidao put out his palms together, either blocking or pushing, and he was able to resolve the opponent's round of attack, and he was already shocked into a cold sweat, completely unexpected, the other party turned out to be a master of this level.

With only one hand, Liu Zaidao can only protect himself!

If he moved his hands together, Liu Zaidao didn't know how many moves he could take! Fortunately, the old man's meaning should be that he didn't want to hurt people, but just blindly fought with Liu Zaidao.

The young man in scarlet clothes glanced at the two people who were entangled together, shook the steel knife in his hand, and walked to the carriage without hurrying.

It turns out that entanglement of oneself is secondary, and it is not good for the second young master, which is the main purpose!

Liu Zaidao was suddenly, anxious but helpless, and a circle of fine beads of sweat came out of his head. There was the second young master Zhang Jia sitting in the car, if there was anything wrong, how should he face it.

In fact, with Liu Zaidao's skills, it is impossible to be a coachman in the Zhang family.

It's just that many years ago, Liu Zaidao received Zhang Qian's life-saving grace, and later wandered the rivers and lakes, achieved some kung fu, and retreated bravely from the rapids, so he returned to Quanzhou Mansion to repay Zhang Qian's kindness and protect the second young master closely.

The twists and turns in this, Zhang Jia, the second young master, naturally didn't know, he only knew that his coachman was a master.

Liu Zaidao was now entangled by the older man, and he couldn't help himself, so Zhang Jiagui shrank in the car and shivered, silently praying to God and worshiping Buddha.

Gotta ...... Gotta ......

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

The young man in scarlet looked back and saw a red horse appear in sight.

The knights on the horse came so fast!

After only a moment of stunned work, the jujube red horse arrived at the car!

The knight on horseback was a young man with a broad sword on his back, and a dagger-like sword at his waist.

When he got near, the knight pulled the reins of his right hand, and the horse let out a long neigh, and with a sharp stop, the knight on the horse leaped down and stood beside the car.

"Two stupid thieves from the Heavenly King Gang, get over and die!"

"When can the young disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa be so domineering?" the man in scarlet clothes turned around and looked at the young disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa in front of him.

The combination of heavy sword and short sword is simply the living signboard of the Tibetan Sword Villa, which is widely known in the rivers and lakes.

The disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa threw the reins in his hand on the horse's back, and the horse also broke his spirituality, and went to the side to gnaw on the weeds.

"What are you two doing here, do you want me to be polite to you?!"

Although the disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa was aggressive, listening to him, he didn't look like an old fritter who often walked the rivers and lakes.

Liu Zaidao and the older man were fighting each other, and when they heard that these two were members of the Heavenly King Gang, they couldn't help but breathe.

When a master makes a move, he often fights for that fleeting opportunity.

At the moment when there was a flaw in Liu Zaidao's internal operation, the old man's left hand behind his back suddenly moved, even if it was just a false move, but it also messed up Liu Zaidao's mind.

Immediately, he slapped his right hand three times in a row and hit Liu Zaidao's left chest, dodged back, and stood with his hands in his hands.

With a contemptuous look, he glanced at Liu Zaidao, and then glanced at the disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa.

"Who are you?"

Liu Zaidao was slapped three times in a row by the other party, and the qi and blood flowed extremely fast in the fierce fight, and he was hit hard by three consecutive blows by external forces, and suddenly a mouthful of old blood spurted out three feet, and he fell to the ground, his face was like gold paper, and he saw that he had no strength to fight again.

The disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa knew Liu Zaidao's skills, and his plan was to take advantage of Liu Zaidao's struggle with the other party and quickly deal with another opponent by himself.

I never thought that Liu Zaidao would be so unbearable, and he was seriously injured at the moment when he was caught and disappeared. At present, the form is reversed, and the other party is two against one, and I am afraid it will be difficult to get benefits.

In the bottom of this disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa, his thoughts were already turning in an instant.

"Tibetan Sword Villa, Ye Qingchen. ”

Before the words fell, the elderly man took advantage of the moment when Ye Qingchen's mood was relaxed, suddenly cast a hot hand, and attacked the middle lane with three moves in a row, attacking Ye Qingchen.

In this very short moment, he didn't forget to give his companion a look and asked him to kill Liu Zaidao.

Because he knew that this Ye Qingchen was the seventh son of the contemporary owner of the Hidden Sword Villa, and it was rumored that his martial arts talent was extremely amazing, and he was the most likely to chase after the junior disciple of the Nine Peerless Sword Demon Ye Town.

Since such characters are involved in this matter, the best solution is naturally to eliminate them all, so as to prevent future troubles forever.

The elderly man personally made a move on Ye Qingchen, and it was completely different from doing it with Liu Zaidao.

Started with Liu Zaidao, lifted weights lightly, and mainly grappled, and had no intention of killing Liu Zaidao on the spot. Now he is bent on killing Ye Qingchen to prevent future troubles, so his moves are even more powerful.

Ye Qingchen saw the opportunity very quickly.

With a broken step, he raised his hand to withdraw the heavy sword, and slashed at the head of the older man. With his left hand, he put the hilt of the short sword at his waist and waited for the opportunity to move.

The two of you come and go in one place, attacking and defending each other, and it is difficult to distinguish for a while.

Let's say that Tang Ji and Mao Sandao went all the way to the north and walked nearly ten miles.

"Ouch, no, no, there's a long pavilion in front, Brother Tang, let's go there and rest first. ”

Mao Sandao had just woken up, and after walking such a long way, even a man with iron was a little unbearable, and shouted loudly to go to the long pavilion in front of him to rest.

"Okay, just Brother Yimao. Tang Ji was easy-going, and when he saw that Mao Sandao did start to sweat at the corners of his head, he couldn't bear it, "After walking for half a day, my little brother is also a little tired, so it's better to sit down and take a break." ”

"Hahaha...... You're right, Lao Mao is just worried that you're tired, brother......" Mao Sandao raised his head and laughed for a while, looking at Tang Ji from the corner of his eye, he is a hero, how can he shout bitterness and tiredness.

Tang Ji shook his head, this Mao Sandao really can't let go of the face of heroes and heroes. Think about it, in those movies and television, which heroes and heroes are shameless?

"Ahh

"Is it him?" Tang Ji also saw the two people who were fighting, one of them was the disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa who he met outside the Dingbei Gate, and the other was a man in crimson clothes.

How could the disciples of the Hidden Sword Villa fight fiercely here? Tang Ji was a little puzzled.

In addition to the two people who were fighting, there was also a carriage at the scene, with a gray cloth sign embroidered with the word "Zhang".

Could it be such a coincidence? Tang Ji saw the carriage, his heart jumped, wasn't this what the two of them went to Qingyuan Mountain for?

"Bah, stop!"

Mao Sandao shouted loudly, and rushed forward with an iron rod.

Seeing this, the young man in scarlet clothes gave up the dying and struggling Liu Zaidao, and swung his knife against Mao Sandao, and the two fought together.

Tang Ji found that there was still a person lying on the ground, and when he looked closer, this person was confused, with more air in and less breath, and it was not possible to see it.

"What should I do, do you want to save him?"

Tang Ji thought about it in his heart, "It stands to reason that going against the Heavenly King Gang who pretend to be rogues should not be a bad person, why don't you save it?"

He looked inwardly at the dim five-colored characters in his own sea, and the source power reserve had barely increased compared to when he first came, and he didn't know how long he would stay in this bewitching world, what if the source power was not enough?

Without the source power, what is the difference between being a waste person here? Yan went to Chonghu, how could he get it?

"No matter, human life is greater than the sky, save it first!" After hesitating for a moment, Tang Ji finally made up his mind, he couldn't watch a person die in front of his eyes and be indifferent.

Mobilizing the source power of the green characters, gathering in the palm of his hand, and slowly pressing it on Liu Zaidao's chest, Tang Ji instantly felt that his consciousness followed the source power and infiltrated into Liu Zaidao's body.

All the meridians can be seen clearly.

The source force walked along the meridians, and soon arrived near the heart veins, constantly moisturizing the damaged heart veins, and in about a quarter of an hour, Liu Zaidao miraculously got better!

"Dog thief!" Liu Zaidao turned around, shouted angrily, and raised his hand to palm, but was gently pinched by Tang Ji and couldn't move.

Liu Zaidao tugged hard a few times, but he didn't move, and his old face suddenly turned red. When did such a young master come?

"Thank you Shaoxia for saving me. Liu Zaidao saw that the other party was not the two Heavenly King Gang disciples, so he understood that the other party had saved him, and hurriedly thanked him.

"It's just the right time, no need to be polite. Only then did Tang Ji let go of his hand and slowly stood up.

"You dog thief!" Liu Zaidao got up, saw the old man in scarlet clothes, and Ye Qingchen was still fighting, roared angrily, and regardless of the morality of the rivers and lakes, he rushed up to take down the man with two to one.

"Mr. Liu step aside, I'll come by myself. ”

Ye Qingchen is young and arrogant, and he is unwilling to fight against others. Liu Zaidao had no choice but to retreat.

Ah, it's not good, Brother Mao can't beat it!

Tang Ji rubbed his right hand, and a burning flame appeared in the palm of his hand, and he was about to throw it at the young scarlet man who was fighting with Mao Sandao.

"Brother Tang, what are you going to do!"

"Help!" Tang Ji said confidently.

"Two fights one, it's not a hero's doing!"

Just kidding, what do heroes and heroes value most? When did the disciples of the Wudang Sect lose face so much? They even joined forces with others to fight two and one, or did they throw hidden weapons?

Mao Sandao hurriedly stopped.

Tang Ji watched dumbfounded as Mao Sandao was stumbling left and right in the field, struggling to support each other but not letting Tang Ji interfere.

On the other side, Ye Qingchen was still well founded, and when he heard Mao Sandao shouting at Brother Tang, he turned his head and glared at Tang Ji fiercely before handing over the sword again.

The short sword in his left hand stabbed, the blue light flashed, and there was a sneering sound, the internal force was strong, it was no less than a famous master in the rivers and lakes, the old man in scarlet clothes was shocked, and the Tibetan Sword Villa really lived up to its reputation.

Ye Qingchen's left hand short sword was slanted, drawing a semicircle in front of him, flat on the spine of the heavy sword in his right hand, the strength was transmitted, the heavy sword was heavier, and the power of the stabbing was even better.

The man in scarlet clothes praised: "Good swordsmanship!"

Immediately cheered up and continued to attack, only to see him shaking his wrist and pointing at Ye Qingchen's left flank. Ye Qingchen's short sword snapped back, with a soft sound, the sword fingers intersected, and the two of them flew up separately.

The short sword in Ye Qingchen's hand couldn't help but tremble when it was hit by this, and it made a buzzing sound for a long time.

The two clashed this time, one was a sword, the other was two fingers, you must know that Ye Qingchen is the best among the new generation of disciples of the Hidden Sword Villa, but the man in scarlet clothes can attack him with his bare hands, and he will make a judgment.

At this time, only the sound of sneering was heard, and the man in scarlet clothes had strong internal strength, simulating sword moves with fingering, which was fierce and ruthless.

Tang Ji felt the sword aura permeated on the side, as if there was a large snow mass rotating in front of him, emitting a bone-eroding cold aura.

Ye Qingchen, who was in the center, a short sword kept cutting in this cold light, as if it was about to cut the bone-eroding cold, while the heavy sword stabbed out in an arc with each move and retracted in an arc.

The heavy sword, which seemed to be extremely heavy, was as light as a feather at this time, and the short sword in his left hand seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought more than 300 moves, and the more the man in scarlet clothes fought, the more he admired the exquisite swordsmanship of the Tibetan Sword Villa, and at this time, he felt that the other party had two swords, one light and one heavy, as if he had cast out a big net, and gradually gathered himself in the center of the net.

The man in scarlet clothes wants to win quickly, so he changes three or four fingerings in a row, changing vertically and horizontally, and there is no way to get a fantasy. Ye Qingchen always stood in place, holding a sword in both hands to attack him.

Suddenly heard the scarlet man look up to the sky and roared, and changed another set of exercises, he stepped on his feet quickly, and the middle palace rushed forward, that was to use all his strength to launch a blow to Ye Qingchen!

The other party was fierce, Ye Qingchen hurriedly returned to the sword to block, and the man in scarlet clothes stepped on strange steps with his feet, like a wisp of green smoke flashing in front of Ye Qingchen.

With a muffled sound, the man in scarlet clothes stabbed his fingers straight into Ye Qingchen's chest. Ye Qingchen was shocked, his left hand reversed, the short sword in his hand slashed, and the heavy sword in his right hand slashed towards the right arm of the man in scarlet clothes.

Unexpectedly, the man in scarlet clothes laughed, and his feet suddenly kicked out in a row, swinging Ye Qingchen's double swords away, supporting the ground with both palms, and pounced in front of Ye Qingchen in a strange posture.

"Bang bang bang ......" was another three heavy blows, all of which were slapped on Ye Qingchen's chest, which was exactly the same as the method used to deal with Liu Zaidao.

Not good!

As soon as Tang Ji's thoughts moved, the man in scarlet clothes had already retreated in a flash, jumped onto the carriage, turned his hands into claws, grabbed the car body and pulled it, only to hear a sound of Kerala, and the carriage was torn apart.

The man in scarlet clothes grabbed a well-dressed boy from the shattered carriage and galloped away.

Liu Zaidao didn't expect this change, thinking that the second young master was taken away, he threw his hand towards Tang Jiyi and chased after him.

"Am I going to die?" Ye Qingchen's chest was hit three times by the man in scarlet clothes, and he fell to the ground, he only felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and the flowing clouds in the sky seemed to become blurred.

"How are you?" Ye Qingchen heard someone asking him in a hazy way.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingchen gradually became conscious.

"Go away! you don't need to pretend!" Ye Qingchen opened his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was Tang Ji, and opened Tang Ji's hand.

For some reason, Ye Qingchen did not mince words about Tang Ji.

"Sasa your mother, don't run!"

The young man who fought against Mao Sandao, when he saw that his hall master had already arrested someone and ran away, he was panicked and ran away in a hurry, but fortunately, he was higher than Mao Sandao's kung fu, and he was about to escape, but he didn't prevent Mao Sandao from shouting loudly.

"Come and help, don't let this thief escape!"

Ye Qingchen picked up his sword from the ground and lifted it to chase after him, that young man could pair with Mao Sandao, how could he be Ye Qingchen's opponent, and he was taken down by Ye Qingchen in a few rounds.