"Who?" The sudden sound made Ding Mian feel alarmed.

At this moment, the skin feels as if it is rubbed with the blade of a sword.

At this moment, Ding Mian thought of his childhood.

At that time, he was just a child, and it was the first time in his life that he met people in the rivers and lakes.

That's a group of people who have a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes.

Because of some trivial disputes, his whole family was killed by the other party.

In the end, he tied himself to a big tree and rubbed his sword back and forth against his skin.

Later, after he joined the Songshan faction and his martial arts were beginning to grow, he found those people and killed them all.

As for fame.

From the day he joined the Songshan faction, it meant that the reputation of the few of them had been imaginary.

My Songshan faction is powerful, so my Songshan faction represents the righteous side.

At this moment, Ding Mian had the feeling that he was tied to a tree and helpless, and could die at any time.

But how is this possible.

You must know that you are now the Thirteenth Taibao of Songshan.

His own martial arts are not inferior even compared to some of the heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

There are definitely people on the rivers and lakes who can make themselves feel helpless.

However, there is absolutely no such person in the Huashan faction.

You must know that after the battle of Huashan's sword qi, the strongest person is Yue Buqun.

For Yue Buqun, Ding Mian looked down on him.

But it's too hypocritical to be human.

What a gentleman's sword, he is clearly a hypocrite.

"What kind of ability does a demon cult demon hide his head and show his tail!"

Ding Mian looked at the sky and scolded.

In the years since joining the Songshan faction, Ding Mian has already played a perfect game with this form of wearing a high hat.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you've done anything bad before, wear the hat of a demon cult demon first.

What?

You're not a demon cult?

My Songshan faction is the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and we are decent.

If you go against us, then you are not a demon.

Big fists make sense.

Isn't that what this is?

"Master, he's--"

Hearing Ding Mian's words, Ling Hu Chong suddenly hurried to explain.

After all, others don't know, but they do.

This is the uncle of the wind master who is clear and the wind is blowing.

At the same time, Hu Chong's heart was slightly moved.

Sure enough, when he was about to be attacked just now, it was Uncle Fengshi who saved him.

I ordered Hu Chong He De how could he actually be able to wind the uncle and ancestor down the mountain.

But now it's not just about moving.

Ding Mian, an iron man, really dares to say anything.

If you make Uncle Feng angry, you don't know how to die!

"Haha, okay, I didn't expect the big disciple of the Huashan faction to collude with the demon sect demon, Senior Brother Yue, this disciple's ability is admired!"

Ding Mian said angrily.

"No wonder—"

Immediately, Ding Mian looked suddenly enlightened.

"I just saw that this kid's swordsmanship is a little weird, not only is it not like Huashan swordsmanship, but it is a bit like it is specially restrained Huashan swordsmanship, and sure enough, the demon sect will not die in my heart!"

Ding Mian seemed to have grasped the key, and suddenly realized.

Yue Buqun......

Ning Zhong Ze......

Linghu Chong......

All......

The association ability of this Songshan Thirteen Taibao is really strong.

It looks completely unreasonable.

For other people's expressions, Ding Mian naturally looked at them in his eyes.

But Ding Mian didn't care at all.

Sometimes it doesn't matter how you 'reason' how the other person became a demon.

The important thing is that if the other party doesn't deal with it well, this matter will spread from the Songshan faction.

When the time comes, the matter of the Huashan Sect's big disciples colluding with the demon sect demons is not true, but it is also true.

"Huh~"

An invisible sword aura pierced the air and passed through Ding Mian's bun in an instant.

Ding Mian instantly became disheveled.

Warm blood slowly flowed down the scalp.

"Mr. Nameless, you are."

The old man's voice spoke again, but there was some Wu Yuhang in the voice.

Feng Qingyang is really a little speechless now.

After living for such an age, I have already seen through the ups and downs on the rivers and lakes.

According to his own ideas, just wait for Ding Mian to jump, and when he jumps to the happiest, he will appear again and slap the other party to death.

How to spread it on the rivers and lakes, the wind is clear and I don't care at all.

Even if the old man is a devil, there are still people on the rivers and lakes who can punish the old man.

It's just that I didn't expect that this nameless gentleman's temper would be even more irritable than his own.

"I'm sorry, it's the first time I've seen such a shameless person, I can't hold back."

Nameless said helplessly.

And until this moment, the two figures finally appeared in the Huashan Hall.

A figure with a childish face, looking like a fairy, quite a hermit master.

The other looked younger, holding an erhu in his hand, and looked like a restaurant performer.

It's just that no one dares to underestimate these two people.

Needless to say, the old man of the fairy wind dao bone looks like he is at the boss level.

The one who pulled the erhu looked like the one who had just released his sword qi.

This cultivation alone is not comparable to ordinary people.

"Senior Brother Yue, the Demon Sect Demon Sect is in your Huashan Sect, and the Huashan Sect still doesn't make a move against him?!"

Ding Mian looked at Yue Buqun and said loudly.

"It's-"

Yue Buqun subconsciously stepped forward.

Although he wished that Ding Mian would die sooner, the Wuyue Sword Sect was in the same spirit.

Well, at least on the surface.

Now is not the time to tear his face with Zuo Lengchan, at least now he still needs to be humble and wronged.

"Master, that's Uncle Feng Qingyang."

Linghu Chong's faint voice sounded, causing Yue Buqun, who was about to move, to stiffen.

"Impossible, impossible, Feng Qingyang was taken home to marry a prostitute, and he committed suicide in shame a long time ago, and Ling Hu rushed to you to bluff and raise Feng Qingyang can't save you!"

Ding Mian suddenly shouted.

There was a slight tremor in his voice.

The Huashan faction didn't collude with the Demon Sect to know if it was true, but if the other party was really clear

Not only was it his own pill, but Senior Brother Zuo's plan all along was also in vain.

You must know that the Wuyue Sword Sect respected Huashan back then, and if it weren't for the sword qi battle that caused the high-level Huashan to be killed and injured, the Songshan faction would not have been able to ascend to the throne.

But it's just such a powerful sword qi two sects.

Before the decisive battle, the Qi Sect also sent people to sweep the wind away.

Fear that the wind will blow upset the balance.

It can be seen that the wind is clear and powerful.

"The wind... Uncle Fengshi! ”

"Uncle Feng, unfilial disciples will not give up to meet Uncle Feng!"

"No, disciple Feng Buping has seen Uncle Feng!"

"Disciple Yue Buqun (Ning Zhongze) has seen Uncle Feng!"

Ding Mian......

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

What about the pit father, there is such an old monster in Huashan, why didn't you come out earlier!

"The old man is clear, do you think the undefeated Sun and Moon God Sect in the East dares to accept the old man?!"

Ding Mian......

Take in your sister, Huashan is too dangerous, I want to go back to Songshan.

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