The night is rich, with a hint of confusion, the old people in the rivers and lakes often say that the moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills people, but in fact, it is just the rendering of the scenery of the natural world and the carving of the literati.

It is true that ordinary murders are easy to occur on the night of the black winter in the dark bush, but the fighting in the martial arts is more often on the night like this.

There is moonlight, but it is hazy and windless, but it makes people feel solemn before the stormy waves.

In the small room, several people were standing or sitting, one of them was full of white hair, but he was in good spirits, and a long sword was lying next to the old man's hand, it was a long sword that looked extremely simple, and there was a full of ancient words engraved on the hilt.

"Those bastards have already started to do it in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, it shouldn't take long to come to us, this time to come to Henan, it's just a trivial matter to arrest the You brothers, the secret may not be in the You family's kid, but eradicating the rebellion of the Fang family is a big deal, brothers, this time we are all heroes of the Holy Sect, if we fail, I'm afraid we can't get out of Henan."

The dull words sounded in the room, and Zi Qinshi didn't know that the Ming Sect had already begun to fight among themselves at this time.

At this time, Fang La was only in his twenties, however, after all, Xiao Xiong was Xiao Xiong, but Fang La's side had gathered a large number of Ming Sect people, because of his personal participation in the mission, Fang La had an incomparable influence in the hearts of the middle and low levels of Ming Sect.

And the high-level leaders of Mingjiao at this time are not stupid, but they have clearly seen the situation of Mingjiao at this time, and the struggle between the two sides has become white-hot.

This is actually the real reason why Fang Qifo is looking for Ziqin.

"Fang Qifo has already come into contact with that wandering boy, and this is evidence of his rebellion against the Holy Sect. Next, we can let Fang Qifo contact the You brothers. ”

The man's words paused slightly.

"Elder Zhuo, according to our news, that kid from the You family seems to have a great chance in Dali, and his martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds, especially swordsmanship, which can be called superb, and this kid will be handed over to you when the time comes."

The man who spoke looked at the old man who was sitting there, who was silent and only nodded slightly.

"Here they are."

Suddenly. The old man's hand gripped the sword. His eyes suddenly lit up, and the old man's eyes seemed to flicker under the oil lamp in the room.

In the dark, countless people were moving, and Ziqin couldn't help but sigh slightly when he looked at Huang Sheng beside him. He didn't want to owe Huang Shang a favor. But now it seems that he has to owe this favor.

It's just that. In the future, once the plan he discussed with Li Chengqu and others in Dali began to be implemented, he did not know how to face the six gates led by Huang Shang on behalf of the Great Song Dynasty.

In the hazy moonlight, figures quickly climbed over the eaves. A moment later, a small courtyard was encircled.

Ziqin followed Huang Shang to stand on the roof of a private house opposite the small courtyard.

Standing here, Zi Qinfang understood that what Huang Sheng said was indeed not the slightest exaggeration, he was far away from the small courtyard, but he could feel a sword qi rushing towards him.

Whether it's a person or a sword, it's absolutely strong.

Ziqin's hand couldn't help but grasp the hilt of the sword at his waist, since he learned the ape gong swordsmanship, he had never really performed this peerless sword technique that had been famous for thousands of years, and at this time, when he met another supreme swordsman, Ziqin's blood couldn't help but start boiling.

In the silence and empty night, countless people stood around the small courtyard, but there was no sound at all, in fact, at this time, whether it was the besieged or the surrounded, each other already knew where the other was.

However, before anyone upsets this balance, no one is willing to take the lead.

"Do it."

At that moment, a voice roared out of nowhere.

The sound was like a spark falling into gunpowder, and the explosive barrel was ignited in an instant, and the people from the six doors rushed towards the small courtyard, and the Mingjiao people in the small courtyard also immediately rushed out.

The scuffle began in the hazy moonlight, and the roofs of the houses, Huang Shang and Ziqin's faces changed at the same time.

The resistance of the Ming Sect surprised them a little, it didn't seem to be the same as the news they inquired about, and it seemed that not all the people in the Ming Sect were here.

Fang Qi Buddha.

A name appeared in Ziqin's heart, and he suddenly understood that he and Huang Sheng were still in the path of Fang Qi Buddha, and that kid was obviously deliberately letting them eradicate more Mingjiao masters for him.

The most helpless thing is that they are willing to do this help, but Fang Qifo does not owe them any favors.

When Ziqin and Huang Shang's faces were ugly, the faces of those Ming Sect disciples were also generally ugly, they had planned to destroy Fang Qifo, but they had never regarded Ziqin as a great enemy.

However, in fact, the pressure that Ziqin brought to them at this time was far beyond their expectations, and this pressure was even beyond the range they could bear.

"Formation, stubborn defense, don't panic, this victory is still unpredictable."

The leader of the Ming Sect who took the lead roared, and while he roared, he couldn't help but look at the room where they were before, which was the place where today's victory and defeat were decided.

Although there are many masters from the Six Doors this time, it is by no means enough to keep them all here, and in turn, they may even leave all the people from the Six Doors here.

Everything just depends on the competition between the highest forces of the two sides, and the leader of the Ming Sect is absolutely assured of the highest strength of several parties, just because that person's swordsmanship is no longer imaginable by ordinary people.

"You say, when will the people of Fang Qi Buddha be killed."

On the roof of the house, Huang Shang opened his mouth meaningfully, his eyes were also bright in the dark, but the corners of his mouth were already on a faint smile.

Of course, this battle was chosen by themselves, but looking at the strength of the Ming Sect below, they clearly understood what a wonderful idea Fang Qi Buddha had to fight.

But what is even more worrying is that Fang Qifo is fighting the idea of catching them all.

"If he was smart enough, he wouldn't have appeared."

There was a faint sneer on the corner of Ziqin's mouth, Fang Qifo put him together, but he was willing to be posed, if Fang Qifo honestly protected the You family brothers, he Ziqin had nothing to say, but if Fang Qifo did the yellow finch at this time, it would be looking for his own death.

The figure moved slightly, Ziqin slashed towards the room like a phantom, the long sword in mid-air was already in his hand, and the earth-shattering sword aura appeared.

The hazy moon is like a rainbow sword qi.

This sword is a declaration of war, and below, the momentum of the Ming Sect disciples in the battle has been low for a while, the reason why they can have the confidence to fight is because of the rainbow sword qi of the old man behind them, however, seeing that there is also a person in the six doors who can exert such a sword qi, the confidence of these Ming Sect disciples suddenly suffered a great blow.

"I don't want anyone in this world to be able to practice sword qi, your junior talent is excellent."

Inside the room, a deep voice sounded, and at the same time, the whole room was cut open, and the old man appeared in the hazy moonlight with a long sword in his hand.

The ancient sword was held in the old man's hand, but at this time, it was constantly spitting sword qi from above.

The moon was hazy, the sword was hazy, and Ziqin's figure turned in mid-air, crossing an arc and landing opposite the old man.

As light as Xu Qinggong, the old man's eyes suddenly showed a trace of vigilance, and the long sword turned slightly in his hand, but it was an extremely strange sword posture.

Ziqin's expression froze, and the long sword in his hand was also the starting style of the ape swordsmanship.

Although he had forgotten his martial arts, he had never forgotten the martial arts and swordsmanship he had seen, but with his brain as a guarantee, Ziqin swore that he had never seen a swordsmanship as strange as the old man's starting style.

The ape gong swordsmanship opened the hand style, and at the same time, the internal force of the seven signs of Yun Ji instantly flowed, and the sword light on the long sword began to flicker, although it was not as vigorous as the old man, but it had a kind of toughness, which seemed to be able to destroy everything, and there was nothing to stop and nothing to break.

"It's actually that lineage, but today it's a coincidence, I don't want to be able to see the heirs of that lineage, the war was not over back then, but it seems that we will continue it today."

The old man looked at Ziqin's sword, and suddenly sneered, and he walked quickly.

In the past, when Ziqin watched martial arts TV, he also saw the situation of walking in circles when he was fighting, and at that time, Ziqin only thought it was extremely funny, and he would fight when he fought, and what would he go.

However, at this time, in the face of the old man's rapid walking, Ziqin felt that in fact, this kind of walking in circles was not as simple as it seemed.

At this moment, every extra step the old man took seemed to be able to integrate with the surrounding environment, and it seemed to be able to bring more pressure to Ziqin.

This kind of walking in circles seems to have played a role in the formation.

The pressure increased as the old man walked, and cold sweat even slipped from Ziqin's forehead, however, for some reason, Ziqin only felt that he didn't seem to know how to deal with the old man's sprinting at all.

"When was the heir of that lineage so useless, he couldn't even stand this simplest gathering of seven killings."

The old man sneered as he walked, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly raised, and it seemed that he no longer planned to continue, but directly gave Ziqin a sword aura.

"Those who are of the same sex as me are seven kills, little guy, look at your appearance, this way of seven killings has not been practiced, otherwise there is no need to turn in circles like monkeys, really, you are not practicing monkey boxing.

The half-baked way of seven killings still dares to be so arrogant against the ape swordsmanship of my sword god, I really don't know where you got your confidence to show up, if it weren't for the old man who didn't want to fight with people during this time, he would have slapped you to death. ”

At this moment, a playful and a little naughty voice sounded, Ziqin was overjoyed when he heard this voice, seemed to have completely forgotten the pressure from the outside world, and naturally turned his head, and immediately saw the white-eyed Taoist sitting on the wall of the small courtyard without any image, and the two white eyebrows were fluttering in the wind.

"Apprentice, you still have the supreme internal strength of Taoism, and you were shocked by the evil qi of the seven killings, you are really angry to death as a teacher."

Bai Mei couldn't help jumping up from the wall when he saw Ziqin looking over, and just stood on the wall of the small courtyard and jumped his feet and yelled in dissatisfaction. (To be continued......)