Mount Emei has stood on Mount Emei for hundreds of years, and has always regarded himself as a famous and decent family, only to see Kui was killed by mud incense with a finger, and he was shocked in his heart.

It seems that Jianghumen is not as fragile and fragile as everyone imagined in their hearts, whether it is him or a group of Jianghu heroes standing here, no one still doubts the whereabouts of Muxiang's martial arts.

At this moment their hearts are sad.

Why grieve?

Because they have been extremely opposed to the summoning academic of this western savage tribe since the beginning thirty years ago, and now thirty years have passed, as soon as they hear the words "summoning academics", they begin to hate it in their hearts.

It was originally a good heart, but the people in these rivers and lakes are all arrogant people, and they are unwilling to pull down their faces and admit their vulnerability and incompetence.

Therefore, they didn't appreciate it, they were all stunned, and then one by one, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, the hair on their heads stood on end, and shouted at the master of the mission: "Whoever asks you to intercede, even if we die, we will not practice Western summoning techniques." ”

For the stubbornness of these people, Muxiang seems to have a prophet, so the request of the master of the sect just now has been ruthlessly rejected by her.

Yes, when the war is disturbing today, there are very few people like the Master of the Mission, who regard human life as the most precious, and even the other Western summoners standing on the side are sighing to themselves.

Maybe the master of the sect is the representative of martial arts justice, but no matter what, he can't protect these people, because these people are simply some people with good faces and bad lives.

Hearing that these people had a lot of complaints about themselves, the master of the sect reviewed the four songs, looked at the people present, and said, "Originally, I planned to exchange my life for everyone's life, but you didn't appreciate it at all. ”

Not appreciative at all?

Yes, it was because of the unappreciative of these people that the master of the sect changed his attention again, and he said to the people behind him: "This woman is a disciple of Jianghumen, proficient in the martial arts of our major factions, presumably I can't win if I can't win, then I can't win either, if I know that I can't win, then I have to go to death, isn't this a stupid behavior, so I changed my attention, I won't fight, none of you are afraid of death, go first!" ”

In addition to the cold Qianyue on Mount Emei, then among the Emei faction, it belongs to the highest status of the master of this sect, the best martial arts, and he was also an out-and-out martial arts master when he was young.

It's just that he figured it out, thought it out, and a group of martial arts people behind him without a watch could figure it out, and he figured it out, and his body retreated into the crowd, and suddenly a person flew up from the crowd.

This person is very burly, holding a big long knife in both hands, he jumped into the crowd, shook the big horse knife, and shouted: "You are a bad old man or the master of the Emei faction, but now you are scared by this little girl, I am afraid that from today onwards, the Emei faction is no longer an Emei faction, it should be called the ** faction!" After that, without waiting for the Emei disciples to speak, his saber flew down on the forehead of Nixiang as if it had wings.

Seeing that this person was menacing, Nixiang was stunned in her heart, thinking: Could it be that this person wants to split himself in half? Thinking of this, he immediately took off the hairpin on his head and poured it into it with all his strength, making this hairpin made of jade poke on the knife like a steel needle.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, and the person who made the knife had already discovered that there was an extra hole in his blade, and this hole was poked by the mud-scented hosta.

This surprised the man who made the knife: "Ah, my knife! ”

Yes, the knife is still in his hand, but this knife is no longer the original knife, because the knife has been poked a hole by the mud incense, and a person who makes a knife can't even protect his own knife, which is a great humiliation for the person who makes the knife.

You must know that the knife of the Chen family in Gusu City is a well-known good knife technique in the rivers and lakes, but even if it is such a knife technique, it is not defeated in the first round, and he is already doomed to failure.

Time passed so fast, so fast that the Gusu Chen family was also so rude, which surprised Ni Xiang, so she said: "The Chen family in Gusu City was very amazing thirty years ago, but now why are they so confused?" ”

Hearing Ni Xiang say this, the person who used the knife said: "That's my father, it was my father who was demonized by the demons of your Western Barbarian Tribes, so he almost caused our Gusu Chen family to be wiped out by martial arts thirty years ago." ”

No matter how mud incense felt when she heard such words, but when this sword-wielding person was scolding the summoner of the western barbarian tribe, Qi Shuilian, Feng Qin, and Ye Xuan, who were standing on the side, were all unhappy, especially Ye Xuan, with her violent temper, she really couldn't help but rush forward, and wanted to turn this sword-wielding person into mud.

It seems that this person who uses the knife should be the person who hates Zhongzhou the most here and practices Western summoning techniques, and when Ni Xiang thought of this, he hurriedly shook the hairpin in his hand, and the hairpin passed through the throat of the person who used the knife like a bullet.

A hole in the throat, from which bright red blood flowed.

This trick was seen clearly by the people standing on the sidelines, and it was also very vague.

Why?

Because the technique of mud incense is a method of releasing hidden weapons, the Tang Men on the side saw it in their eyes, but they remembered it in their hearts. And the vague thing that is said is nothing else.

What kind of thing is that?

Because the technique of Ni Xiang's hand to put the hidden weapon was flexible and light, as if holding a pen, he threw it forward, but it was such an ordinary action, but the person in front of him who made the knife died at this moment.

When he died, Nixiang turned around, so he bent down and picked up the hairpin. However, the hairpin is still a hairpin, and there is not a drop of blood.

Clay incense elegantly and intellectually put it on her head again.

At this moment, the people here were much quieter.

At this moment, these martial arts people in Zhongzhou suddenly woke up to the fact that if they went up one by one, it would be nothing more than sending them to death.

Yes, although they are all people with backbone, they shudder at such a death because they feel like they are in hell.

Although there are many people, they are like a helpless dead wood, as long as the autumn wind is tight and the cold rain is dashing, they will be easily broken.

When the martial arts people in Zhongzhou were quiet for a moment, Ye Xuan first said to Muxiang: "I heard others say that Jianghumen is the most powerful sect in Zhongzhou, and I always thought it was an exaggeration, but now when I see it, it is not false!" ”

Nixiang said: "Everything Jianghumen does on Jianghumen is for the sake of martial arts, but these friends who claim to be chivalrous are stubborn, always thinking that they are very great and can guard the scorched earth under their feet, which is very stupid,"

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