The old man shook his head and said no more.

The two passed by a teahouse, and suddenly there was a discussion......

"I'm afraid you don't know, in fact, Liu Sanye washed his hands in a golden basin, that is to take care of the overall situation, if not, I am afraid that there will inevitably be a dispute between the Hengshan faction."

"The battle for the portal? Could it be that Liu Sanye and Mr. Mo are brothers......"

"Humph! Outsiders only know that Liu Sanye is the second master of the Hengshan faction, but the fact is that Liu Sanye's attainments in 'returning to the wind and falling wild goose sword' have long been much higher than the head of the family, Mr. Mo Da. However, Liu Sanye didn't want disputes between his brothers, whether it was for the sake of his teacher or for friendship, he had to wash his hands in a golden basin and become a rich man in the future. ”

"Is there such a thing? It is no wonder that except for Liu Sanye's personal disciples, none of the other disciples of the Hengshan faction were present this time. ”

"Mr. Mo Da and Liu Sanye are brothers, they are in a situation of fire and water, it is good that they have not met, but when they meet, they are afraid that they will directly draw their swords. Since Liu Sanye has backed down, Mr. Mo Da should also be content and interesting. ”

Hearing this, he looked at the old man strangely and said, "You're not angry? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly walked to the teahouse and slowly walked in front of the 'insider'.

Humpty Dumpty' saw him staring at him, and immediately said angrily, "What does the old man want to do? ”

"You talk nonsense!" After speaking, turn around and walk away, without stopping.

At this moment, Humpty Dumpty was furious, and reached out to the back of the departing figure and grabbed him in the back of the heart...... It's a pity that as soon as he reached out his hand, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

A thin long sword suddenly flew out and flew towards the table, only to hear a few "ding-ding" sounds.

Humpty Dumpty was taken aback, and hurriedly retreated, for fear that the sword light would come at him, but he was surprised to see that the old man had slowly retracted the long sword from the bottom of the huqin, and the sword body was gone, disappearing into the huqin.

The sword light flew out, and the light and speed of that moment shocked everyone, the old man looked at Humpty Dumpty, shook his head again, stopped speaking, and slowly walked out of the teahouse.

At this time, everyone saw the white-haired young man outside the teahouse, and someone immediately exclaimed: "That's the holy hand of Wudang, Ren Shaoxia!" He and the old man seemed, seemed to know each other. ”

In the teahouse, there was suddenly another exclamation!

Everyone turned around, only to see that on the Humpty Dumpty table, seven teacups were all cracked in a circle, and there was a hole in the half inch high, and someone took it lightly and immediately picked up a porcelain ring.

It had been slashed with great speed and accuracy, and the teacup did not seem to move even a minute.

Humpty Dumpty stared at the seven half-cut teacups, stiffened in place, his face pale and bloodless.

The one-year-old Jianghu guest in the teahouse said coldly: "Walking the rivers and lakes, bragging indiscriminately, the one just now is the head of Hengshan, Mr. Mo Da of 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain'!" ”

"What?!"

"He's Mr. Mo?!"

……

Mr. Mo Da is gone, not with any. At this time, he saw the signboard of Huiyanlou, smiled slightly, and walked into Huiyanlou.

The second floor of Huiyan Tower is very strange, at this time, all the inns and restaurants in Hengshan City are overcrowded, but here is unusually quiet.

On the spacious second floor, there are only two tables of guests, a total of five people. arbitrarily sat down at a table alone, and after sitting down, Xiao WZHI walked up tremblingly; asked for a pot of wine and a few side dishes, and Xiao Er hurriedly ran downstairs.

At this time, I could take a moment to look at a few people on the second floor......

There were three people seated at the middle table. A little nun sat timidly, but seeing that she was delicate and beautiful, and her complexion was radiant, she was actually a beautiful little beauty. In the jasper years, in a wide robe, he still can't hide his graceful figure.

To her left was a man in his thirties, dressed in fine clothes, with a slight beard, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, but when he looked at the little nun, he immediately softened, as if he were looking at a lover.

The last person was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and thin lips, and a slightly pale face, he was a handsome young man, and he could tell at a glance that he was a disciple of the Huashan faction by looking at his clothes, but he was covered in blood, and there were still more than a dozen knife wounds.

At the other table sat two Taoist priests, one old and one young.

Arbitrarily recognize the two, the long-bearded Taoist is the Taishan sect Tiansong Daoist, and the young disciple is his nephew Chi Baicheng, two years ago he went to Mount Tai to collect medicine, and saw the two.

When the two of them saw anything, they both hugged their fists and saluted, and then Chi Baicheng suddenly drew his sword and stood up, grabbed it in front of the man, and shouted: "You are Tian Boguang?" ”

The man smiled: "It's someone from my field!" ”

"Kill you, whore!"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Feng immediately stabbed towards Tian Boguang.

A sword pierces the heart, this sword is already the most ruthless sword move in Taishan's swordsmanship, perhaps Chi Baicheng thinks that after this sword, he must kill Tian Boguang's dog, because he shot at the right time, and he has never given the thief a chance to draw the knife.

But he didn't pierce Tian Boguang's heart, because a piece of sword light had already flown out......

Tian Bo's naked body shook, and there was already a single knife in his hand, and the single knife slashed before his long sword fell.

As soon as the knife came out, he put the single knife back into the scabbard, and smiled at the young man standing up beside him: "Brother Linghu, please sit down, let's continue drinking!" ”

The person did not stand up, but only swung a knife, but Chi Baicheng's sword had already fallen, and the blood on his chest began to drift. Chi Baicheng's eyes glared at Tian Boguang, his body shook, and he fell to the floor.

Suddenly, a figure rushed in front of Tian Boguang, and in the midst of a loud shout, the sword light vomited.

But Tian Boguang still didn't stand up, fell into the seat leisurely, and drew his knife to parry.

The sword light and sword shadow touched the sound of gold and iron, and it also intertwined with splashing sparks, looking at the two of them at will, one out of the sword, the other back the knife, he didn't seem to have any intention of making a move.

Outsiders can only watch the excitement, but they are watching at will, but they are also reading.

Since he was five years old, he has mastered the 33 martial arts of the Wudang Sect in only seven years, and practiced them to the peak and perfection. His martial arts qualifications are brilliant and amazing, and his British talents are incomplete.

When he was twelve years old, presensibilia attacked, and Wudang felt sorry for this little junior brother, regretting that his talent was jealous, which was intolerable in the world, so he suffered from pre-aging disease.

The sword light and sword light were wrong, and the Tiansong Dao people attacked twenty-seven swords in a blink of an eye, and Tian Boguang also returned twenty-seven swords, until this time, he still couldn't force him to stand up, he was still sitting.

Tian Boguang's 'Wind Knife Technique' is not a high-level trick, what he does is nothing more than to abandon the many changes in the knife technique, and study the fastest knife and the fastest move.

This point is the same as the gist of the Thirteen Swords that he created by himself, and he looked at it for a while, and almost learned Tian Boguang's fast knife.

Suddenly, another sword light lit up, causing the fox to draw his sword and stab at Tian Boguang.

Tian Boguang returned the knife to force the sword of the Tiansong Daoist, Huo Ran got up, and cut into the sword light again.

The sword slashes the sword, only to hear the sound of "ding"!

Linghu Chong was shocked away by his sword.

"Brother Linghu, I treat you as a friend, but you attack me with a sword...... But I still respect you as a human being in my heart, so I will now get up and parry with you, and you and this bull's nose can be caught together to attack Tian. ”

Ling Hu Chong glanced at the Tiansong Dao people, who knew that the Tiansong Dao people didn't look at him, stepped back and stood aside, and said coldly: "How can my Taishan faction join forces with the lewd people?" ”

The delicate little nun suddenly said: "This uncle, you don't wronged Senior Brother Linghu, he is a good person!" ”

The people of Tiansong Dao still ridiculed, and someone intercepted: "Chi Baicheng is dying." ”

Tiansong Daoren was taken aback, looked at the nephew who had less air in and more air on the ground, and immediately clenched his fists: "Please also ask Ren Shaoxia to save the life of my nephew, Taishan Tiansong, I am grateful." ”

Arbitrarily laughed: "Now please let me save him?" Just now, I had the leisure to do it with Tian Boguang. ”

The old face of the Tiansong Daoist turned red, and a pill had fallen into his palm.

"Heart Protection Pill, you can stabilize the injury for the time being, go find a doctor."