Ren Yongchang had been forced to the point of being overstretched by the other party's sword light at the moment, and if he really fought, the swordsmanship and sword skills of the two of them should be between the two of them, and they should not show their defeat so quickly.

The opponent's moves and martial arts are very exquisite, but after all, he has experienced more battles, has more actual combat experience, and his internal strength is stronger than the other party, but he was only poisoned a few days ago, and his vitality has not recovered.

Although there is a bloody courage at this moment, but when it comes to fighting, after all, the strength is three points weak.

Blood Yong can keep him from falling behind for a while, but as he fights and dismantles the moves to thirty or forty combinations, his strength gradually runs out, and he becomes more and more embarrassed, only relying on the experience of dismantling moves in the past, the faster the sword light, the more tired he is to deal with, and he almost has time to think.

Just when he almost thought he was dying, suddenly a voice sounded in his ears.

Others seemed to be just talking casually, but in Ren Yongchang's ears, there was a sense of deafening, such as the ringing of the golden bell, ringing in the bottom of his heart, and before he had time to think about it, he instinctively had already acted according to the move he said.

With a shock of his wrist, he slashed down with a broken blade, and at this moment, Lu Wenxuan's swordsmanship was like a cold plum, and the cold rays were dotted, enveloping Ren Yongchang's acupuncture points around his body.

Originally, it was intended to consume his physical strength with a little entanglement, so he immediately used the killer.

I didn't think that this knife suddenly abandoned the enemy, and performed the method of ending up together, accompanied by a sharp roar, a heavy single-edged knife slashed the head and face towards his eyebrows.

Ren Yongchang fought for a long time, and his momentum was above Lu Wenxuan, Lu Wenxuan was intimidated when he landed, and subconsciously retreated, using a purely practiced body method, and the long sword in his hand attacked the opponent's shoulder acupoint while he retreated.

However, Ren Yongchang had already followed up with a move to lift the willow obliquely, his body was skewed like a sloping willow embankment, just avoiding the vicious sword, the knife in his hand was cut off again and again, and in an instant, the sword in Lu Wenxuan's hand attacked the enemy, and the defense was slow for a moment, and if he didn't check for a while, the sword in his hand had been knocked away.

The heavy chopping knife fell towards his side, and Ren Yongchang was about to stop, when a man with a seven-grade qi machine suddenly took a step forward, slapped the cloth bag on his waist, and the Qimen weapon pierced the bag and flew out, knocking the weapon in Ren Yongchang's hand backwards.

At the same time, the man pulled Lu Wenxuan back, caught the Qimen weapon that seemed to be a hoe with one hand, and the sword with the other, rubbed his body up, and said:

"You can't do martial arts, change to a teacher to ask this adult's martial arts."

"Go down."

Lu Wenxuan staggered two steps and stood still, avoiding the slash in his waist.

And the middle-aged man had already raised his hands, showed his own strange moves, attacked Ren Yongchang, and said: "Come down and learn your Excellency's martial arts." ”

Ren Yongchang was both shocked and angry, and said:

"Your martial arts are several times higher than mine, how can you fight?"

"Do you still want face?!"

The man grimaced and said:

"Your Excellency is too humble."

"Please advise."

After saying that, the two soldiers in his hands were staggered, attacking directly, the speed was so fast, Ren Yongchang could hardly react, and at this moment, another voice came from his ears, saying:

"Take three steps back, twist your body and knock the mountain and shock the tiger."

Ren Yongchang's heart was relieved, he didn't hesitate to take three steps back, twisted his body with a knife, the knife in his hand slashed through the cold light, and a streamer was like, the middle-aged man on the opposite side didn't want to take advantage of the strong internal force, and the sword in his left hand stabbed several big points at the heart of his shoulder, and the hoe in his right hand was used with a clumsy momentum, knocking him on the waist.

Unexpectedly, Ren Yongchang could suddenly perform such a strange move, not only did he just avoid his double move, but the arc light fell from the middle of the two weapons, and tore directly towards the carotid artery in his neck.

This knife is fierce and sinister, if it is hit, no matter how deep the internal strength is, it has to suffer a lot of injuries, and his heart trembled, and he hurriedly changed his moves.

"The golden dragon is out of the hole."

Ren Yongchang heard another sound in his ears, and without hesitation, he stepped forward, the knife in his hand used his internal force, and stabbed one by one, and the blade avoided the opposite blade in seconds, still pointing directly at the throat of the middle-aged man.

After these two moves, Ren Yongchang did not hesitate at all about what Wang Anfeng said, as soon as he heard the voice, he made a move, his original reaction was far inferior to the seventh-rank martial artist from the previous sect, and he saved time to think at the moment, and only cared about making a move, but he was able to force him to retreat again and again.

The latter is used in the martial arts of the Azure Gate.

The old man Tianqing was born in the branch of the Daomen, and the martial arts he practiced were all exquisite and elegant, and he looked complicated and clever, while Wang Anfeng hindered Ren Yongchang from being a resting person, so he could only be guided by the moves in the basic knife routine, which was practiced by the martial artists of the surrounding countries, which was ancient and plain.

The people around him were also knowledgeable, and they were all shocked to see Ren Yongchang restraining his extremely clever martial arts with the most prosaic moves.

Naturally, they knew that it was impossible for the ordinary guards to have such a vision, so they paid attention to the young man who was lazy in the room, and whispered about it, and had a different opinion about this new neighbor who seemed to be in bad health.

Pu Yongyan was dumbfounded, Ren Yongchang was his subordinate, he was just an ordinary herdsman back then, and he personally taught the sword technique in one hand, and he could be said to know everything about his martial arts level.

But at this time, in the courtyard, the knife in the hand of the swordsman was fierce and fierce, almost had the potential to fight for his life, but it was extremely accurate, almost full of the fierce and domineering momentum in the knife technique, and the move was ruthless, with the cultivation close to the eighth grade, he actually beat the martial artist of the seven-rank sect on the opposite side to almost no power to fight back.

Is this still the kind of honest guy?!

Pu Yongyan only has seven grades, and he is so far away that he has no way to grasp the situation in the courtyard, but the middle-aged man in front of him is different, and his body is like a river and a sea, and he completely grasps the situation in the courtyard.

His expression changed from the original calm and calm, all under control, and gradually became hesitant and vibrating, looking into the distance, he saw that the person in the room was dressed in white, his expression was lazy, just fiddling with chess pieces, holding a small beast in his arms, as if he was not in good health, and occasionally coughed.

It seems that he is just a young man who is sick and weak, but when he speaks casually, he can say what he wants.

A third-rate swordsman, with his guidance, was able to practice the basic knife technique to get the three flavors of the knife technique.

Such a vision is already extraordinary, even if he himself ends up in person, he will definitely not be able to do it to such an extent, and the desire to recruit him under his command is getting hotter and hotter.

At this time, the situation in the courtyard changed again.

Just when the middle-aged man in the Qingmen was forced to almost admit defeat that day, an old voice suddenly spoke, saying:

"The third move of the flying dragon style in the right hand, and the left hand is transferred to the hanging river pose."

The middle-aged man's expression was slightly stunned, and then the double soldier moves in his hand changed, becoming more and more rounded, one staggered, and now he snatched the weapon in Ren Yongchang's hand, Wang Anfeng picked up a chess piece in his hand, dropped it at will, and said lightly:

"Take a step to the left and get straight to the point."

Ren Yongchang did as he said, the knife technique flipped, turning the danger into safety, the old man in the sedan chair opened his mouth again to point out his disciples, and the surroundings were all quiet, knowing in his heart that at this time, on the surface, it seemed that Ren Yongchang and the two were fighting, but in fact, the real competition was the old man hiding in the sedan chair, and the sick and weak young man who was playing chess pieces.

The two of them in the courtyard fought dozens of moves in a blink of an eye, gradually becoming more and more dangerous, and seemed to be in a tie, but those who knew a little bit of martial arts knew that they could deal with several sets of high-level martial arts in several sects with the basic sword technique of thirty-six styles, and it was extremely obvious which was higher and which was lower.

What's more, it is still to deal with the seventh grade with the peak of the nine grades, and the bottom is on the top.

The beautiful maid in front of the sedan chair felt the chill faintly emanating from the sedan chair, knowing its irritability, the more anxious she was, and even a little scared, she gritted her teeth, and suddenly shouted in a coquettish voice:

"Wang An, how long do you want me to wait?"

"A seven-grade, can't you even take down a mere nine-grade?!"

Wang Anxin came to his senses when he went down, woke up from the dangerous atmosphere of the moves, shouted angrily in his mouth, and the weapon in his hand blocked the tiger head knife in front of him, and operated the body, and the internal force of more than 30 years of penance broke out, shattering the blade with a bang.

The internal qi was surging, and there were many cracks on the ground, because he was not angry in his heart, and even the surrounding brick-walled houses and a cold plum tree were shattered, and the courtyard was in a mess for a while.

The surrounding people couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, after a lot of fighting, but in the end, they used internal force to suppress and forcibly divide the winner, and they couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

There was a smile on the face of the second prince in front of Pu Yongyan.

He just used his qi to perceive it several times, and the young man said that he had good eyesight, but he really didn't have any qi on his body, even if he knew martial arts, it was just a little trick, and his heart was stable at the moment.

Now the only person who stood out for him was also defeated, and because of the matter, he must have annoyed Tianqingzi, just waiting to see Tianqingzi and others make a move to humiliate him, and then he will make another move, thinking about this, he only feels that everything is in his own hands, and he is more and more calm.

At this time, in the courtyard, Ren Yongchang, who seemed to have no way, suddenly stepped forward, and his hand broke off the knife and went up, Wang An's internal qi exploded, and he had the intention to stand up and not leave a back hand, at this moment it was the time when the old force had gone and the new force had not been born, and the dodge speed couldn't help but slow down.

But seeing a flash of cold light, the broken knife had been steadily pierced into his throat, and with just one more force, he could cut his throat, and the seven-rank martial artist had his throat cut, and he still had to die, no different from the people who had no martial arts.

Wang An's body stiffened suddenly, and the smiles on the faces of the people in the Azure Gate disappeared before they appeared, and the palms of his hands trembled slightly when he was watching the doorman who was going to give grace from a distance.

It was as if the situation under control had slipped and shifted in an uncontrollable direction.

When I raised my eyes, I saw that the young man in the room casually threw down the chess piece, dripping and turning it on the chessboard, and then got up lazily, put his hands in his sleeves, held the stove, walked out slowly, and said:

"It looks like the winner has been decided."

"It's true that the eternal martial arts are even better, do you have anything else to say? If not, please leave as promised. ”

"I'm a powerless scholar, and you're a well-known sect master in the rivers and lakes, so you won't be untrustworthy?"

This is an understatement and polite, but since it is a famous sect in the rivers and lakes, and it is the head of the sect that personally instructs the disciples to compete, it is actually lost to a poor scholar who is powerless, and it is naturally a little ridiculous to listen to everyone.

Everyone in the Azure Gate changed color, and at that moment, several disciples couldn't help but draw their swords, wanting to teach the poor scholar in front of him a good lesson, and for a while, the sound of the courtyard was endless, adding to the chill.

And at this time, suddenly a long howl came from far and near, curling like smoke.

Immediately, a figure was like an arrow shooting angrily, coming quickly, crossing dozens of feet, and suddenly hearing the sound of tinkling endlessly, those weapons were all broken, upside down on the ground, everyone was shocked in their hearts, the old man in the sedan chair snorted coldly, and then found that there was one more person in the courtyard.

He is about thirty years old, with a pair of Danfeng eyes, a few long beards, and his power is not revealed, and he is holding a hundred forging long sword in his right hand, using force at will, and pinching it into pieces at will, and said with a smile in his mouth:

"It's lively, it's lively."

"There are so many people gathered here, but is there anything lively and beautiful?"

Everyone was shocked by his posture and didn't dare to say more, Ren Yongchang recognized the person, hurriedly saluted, the man smiled at him, and said yes, which made Ren Yongchang's heart extremely excited, speechless, the former seemed to have just discovered that everyone in the Azure Gate was here, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said with a smile:

"Who is my Dao, such a great majesty and pomp, it turned out to be all of you from the Azure Gate, you young heroes, but I don't know that Brother Dao of Tianqingzi is also here?"

There was silence in the sedan chair for a while, and then an old laugh came out, and he said:

"Who is my Dao, it turns out that I am a famous man who is full of gold and jade in the world."

"Looks like you're planning to come out?"

Jin Gaochi smiled and didn't say a word, but his right hand was raised slightly, and the tips of his fingers were slightly glowing with gold and jade, which was obviously an extremely remarkable method, Tian Qingzi snorted coldly and said: "The hall is full of gold and jade, so majestic." ”

Jin Gaochi lowered his right hand and said softly:

"Brother Tianqingzi, this is the royal city after all."

He stopped here, didn't say more, and believed that with Tianqingzi's temperament, he could hear the meaning of his words, and he looked calm, but he actually had some bitterness in his heart.

He originally planned to wait for Tianqingzi to vent his power before he showed up to solve this trouble, so that he could show favor to this Great Qin person without having to break Tianqingzi's face, but who knew that the iron guard really won the disciples of Tianqingzi's disciples under the guidance.

In front of everyone's eyes, although Tianqingzi is naturally retributive, he is a person who keeps his promises, at least he will not embarrass this person today, but in this way, he has no reason to make a move, and it is even more difficult to show favor to this Great Qin person, so he has no choice but to come out.

It's just that Jin Gaochi also knows in his heart that in this case, the resentment in Tianqingzi's heart must be attributed to himself, although he is not afraid, it is also a trouble.

The man in the sedan chair was silent for a while, and sneered:

"Okay, then I'll sell you face."

"Boy, you're ......"

"Let's go!"

Those angry young disciples glared at Wang Anfeng fiercely, and everyone just got up and was about to leave, when Wang Anfeng suddenly said slowly:

"Walk slowly."

One of the disciples turned around and sneered:

"Why, are you scared?"

"If you're afraid, you'll ......"

Wang Anfeng shook his head, pointed to the messy courtyard around him, and said lightly:

"I'm a poor scholar, I have no power to tie the chicken, you demolished the door of my house, and made my house look like this, not to mention the materials, it is not a small cost to invite someone to repair it, the Tianqingmen family has a big business, and the Jianghu sect will not take advantage of a poor scholar like me."

The young disciple was slightly stunned when he heard this, as if he couldn't believe it, his eyes widened, and he said, "You, you ......."

Wang Anfeng hugged the stove, squinted his eyes slightly, and said lazily:

"Please, if you want to leave, leave the silver before leaving."

When the disciple heard this, there seemed to be an explosion of anger in his chest and abdomen, and his face turned red, he had been in the past many years, and wherever he was, whether it was a family or a big faction, he was all respectful and respectful, courteous, and he encountered blackmail in the open, and this was the first time in the world.

At that moment, he was furious and was about to draw his sword, when one of the maids seemed to have received an order, and coldly threw out a bag and deliberately threw it at Wang Anfeng's feet, and some broken silver rolled out, wanting to humiliate him.

But he didn't think that Wang Anfeng didn't care, leaned over and picked up the money bag, and he didn't waste a copper plate, threw it, and said with a gentle smile:

"It's really a big faction, and it really has a family background."

"I won't give you any extra money."

"Walk slowly, don't give ......"

Jin Gaochi couldn't help but take a deep breath, the scholar in front of him looked kind and polite, but his mouth was too poisonous, to put it mildly, it didn't seem rude, but he poked people everywhere, I don't know where he learned it, and now the other side has to be even more annoyed in his heart, I'm afraid that even he will hate him.

I regretted it for a while, I was going to catch the cicada and yellow finch behind the praying mantis, but I never wanted to pounce on it, and this person looked like this, it is estimated that he was very arrogant in his heart, and his words were ruthless, that is, he was under the command of His Royal Highness, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Before he could think clearly, he saw that the scholar-like Daqin man in front of him put away his money bag, turned around, and a calm smile subconsciously appeared on Jin Gaochi's face, and he took the initiative to say:

"Childe is frightened."

Wang Anfeng took the second prince's guest in front of him into his eyes, a sincere smile appeared on his face, nodded, and said:

"Don't dare to be."

"Thank you, Mr. for breaking the siege, please come in and drink tea."

Fu again seemed to cough twice because of the cold surging, the more sick he looked, Jin Gaochi calmed down a little when he saw this, and thought in his heart that although he was arrogant in his heart, his eyesight and medical skills were also strong, but this sick and weak body was the biggest limitation, and it couldn't be bad.

At the moment, he just stood aside, smiled and waited, watching Wang Anfeng thank Ren Yongchang for a few words, and even took out the pill as a gift, Ren Yongchang resigned again and again, but Wang Anfeng was quite tough and stuffed the pill into his hand, his right hand was on his palm, and sighed with a smile:

"Don't shirk, thank you for standing up and solving the siege this time."

Ren Yongchang followed like this, still thanking him many times, Wang Anfeng nodded with a smile, and then silently added in his heart.

If you don't come, I'll have to do it myself.

A sick and weak son from Daqin hugged the stove and coughed while beating the octogenarian with a chain-length whip?

Wang Anfeng felt a headache as soon as he thought of the possible picture.

If it is according to the words of the third master, it is 'this style of painting is too wild', it really doesn't look like a doorman, even if the eldest prince is kicked in the head by a donkey, it is impossible to recruit with confidence, let alone the second prince.

It's okay, it's okay......

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned his eyes to look at the 'fish' Jin Gaochi next to him, and couldn't help but have a gratifying smile on his face like a bumper harvest old farmer.

"Mr. Kim, please come in."

"It's better to ask Childe first."

PS: Today's first update is ............

Five thousand two hundred words, ahhhhh

Yan ZK, Super Evolution Mode is on.