The Seven Princes are in the Dianjiangtai. The first recommendation to go

King Wu Yue likes to drill soldiers, pay attention to the first soldiers, usually do not live in the palace, but live in the barracks with the generals. On this day, the 200,000 troops of Sanjiang will be trained in Dianjiangtai, and the general soldier is the king of Wu Yue.

There are many children of powerful and rich families who practice martial arts, but the internal strength of King Wu Yue has reached the peak, and even Guo Ao's bow ball shot with all his strength can be caught, but it can be said to be unique.

Guo Ao didn't believe that the so-called legendary kung fu such as picking leaves and flying flowers could kill him, but Bai Yong refused to be careless, and urged Guo Ao to go to Dianjiangtai together and inform King Wu Yue to take precautions.

His reason is very simple, Tie Wanchang has been walking the rivers and lakes for more than 50 years, and he is extremely profound in both cultivation and experience, but he was also killed by this leaf, and he didn't even have room to dodge and be vigilant. Even if King Wu Yue's martial arts are higher than Tie Wanchang, how can he guarantee that he is foolproof? The same leaf flies in, even if King Wu Yue can be alert, he may dodge? How much more if the assassin does not use leaves, but kills with throwing knives, swords, and close quarters? Although there are many generals in Dianjiangtai, can they stop this top master?

Bai Yong and Guo Ao were courteous to King Wu Yue, and seeing that King Wu Yue was in trouble, they couldn't sit idly by no matter what. King Wu Yue built the building of the Nine Dragons, that is just ambition, this person is bold and hospitable, graceful and generous, if it is not in a wealthy family, the two really want to make this friend. Therefore, King Wu Yue cannot die.

Jingzhou is near the river, the autumn wind is strong, the two of them are rushing against the wind, and they went out of Jingzhou City in a short time, and arrived at the point of the general.

The ancient legend of the general platform is the Three Kingdoms Guan Yu training place, after the king of Wuyue sealed this place, the pursuit of the sage Yu Feng, the Sanjiang Barracks General Administration was set up here. After many years of operation, it has been quite large-scale. Bai Yong looked at the high platform around him, and sighed, but he seemed to have left his future intentions behind.

Guo Ao didn't want to delay more, so he rushed forward to explain his intention to the soldiers guarding the camp.

The soldier guarding the camp was a big beard, and people called him Wang Huzi, and after listening to Guo Ao's words as if listening to a play, he laughed and said, "You said that someone wants to assassinate the Seventh Prince?" ”

Guo Ao nodded.

Wang Huzi said with a smile: "Do you know that the prince's martial arts are high, and there is really no opponent in the world." The day before yesterday, a thousand bows were shot at once, and our prince didn't even have to dodge, those arrows fell to the ground one after another, and none of them could shoot into him within three feet! With this kind of kung fu, what are you afraid of assassination? ”

Guo Ao coldly: "The people in the rivers and lakes are not comparable to strong bows and arrows. ”

Wang Huzi sneered: "When you say this, you look down on us soldiers? You have to know that this flower is spent thousands of miles, and we are not guarding? In addition to fighting and causing trouble, if you really encounter a big event, why don't you come forward? ”

Guo Ao frowned, but there was a burst of applause behind him, only to see Bai Yong come up with a big laugh and arch his hand: "This soldier is really happy, what do people in the rivers and lakes know?" I only know how to fight, kill and kill, where can I compare to the soldiers who are the Great Wall of Sheji, the mainstay? At most, the people in the rivers and lakes can be a head-catcher, but the soldiers can be marquis and worship the prime minister, and the advantages and disadvantages are not obvious? ”

When Wang Huzi heard his praise, he immediately laughed so much that his beard was lifted, and he pointed at Bai Yong with his waist knife and said, "You are sensible and know the benefits of being a soldier. When will we have a good talk. ”

Bai Yong smiled: "I'm afraid that the Seventh Prince will really assassinate someone in a while, and we will never have a chance to talk again!" ”

Wang Huzi said: "You don't have to worry about this, the prince is meeting guests, and there will be no danger." ”

Bai Yong and Guo Ao glanced at each other, and their hearts moved. Bai Yong shook his head and said, "What kind of guest will the prince get?" Such a big secret, I guess Brother Tai must not know. ”

Wang's beard turned red and said, "I don't know? How could I not know? Isn't he just a red-headed monk! ”

Bai Yong's brows furrowed: "Fan monk? How can it be a monk? He turned to Wang Huzi and said, "Where is the prince?" ”

Wang Huzi pointed his finger and said, "Do you see the tiger skin tent under the two flagpoles over there?" It's right there. ”

The big tent was really huge, and there was a tiger embroidered on the top, inlaid with brass, which looked like a real tiger, majestic, and looked extremely eye-catching. There is a flagpole erected not far from both sides of the big tent, more than four zhang high, there are soldiers patrolling faintly in the top of the fight, each flagpole is pulling a big flag, one side is embroidered with a big "Ming" word, the other side is embroidered with a "Wu" word. Bai Yong muttered: "This flag is really majestic, looking at it fiercely, there is a feeling that I have seen Taizu." He looked at the two flagpoles in a daze, and said suddenly: "If this flagpole suddenly breaks off and smashes on the big tent, do you think the Seventh Prince will come out?" ”

Wang Huzi smiled: "How could the flagpole be broken......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt Guo Ao's figure move. A chill came over my face. His feeling was instantly invaded by this cold air, and he froze solidly, and the sun in the sky suddenly dimmed!

It was as if all the light had gathered together on a single sword. This sword is formless and substantial, without form and without appearance, but it is everywhere, and a sword is inserted into the face of the king's beard! Wang Huzi opened his mouth and shouted, but he felt that there was no sound in his mouth!

The sound of breaking the sky went straight to his brain, and the sword seemed to pierce into his heart in an instant, and then it passed through his body with an incredible degree. Before he could react, he had disappeared without a trace. Wang Huzi was shocked, instinctively operating to breathe, but now that he was not injured, and was about to rejoice, only to hear a clattering sound suddenly coming from behind him!

The flagpole on the left side of the golden-topped tiger skin tent suddenly cut off from the bottom and smashed down on the tent!

The king's mouth was wide open, and he watched it all in disbelief. The flagpole fell more and more rapidly, and before he could catch his breath, the flagpole had already smashed on the top of the big tent with a huge sound!

I saw the figure of King Wu Yue rising into the sky, his palm was drawn in the air, and before the flagpole landed, he was hit by his palm and flew out. At the same time, an extremely bright sword light broke out of the big tent, and the flying shadow jumped, cutting a large piece of the cowhide of the tent, turning a light curtain, and forcing the rising dust away.

King Wu Yue waved his big sleeves, and his body was like a flying eagle, and he fell to the ground. His face was heroic, not angry, but mighty, and he shouted, "What person? ”

The overlord was angry, and he was really fierce, and all the generals and soldiers in the camp were so shocked that their faces changed color, and they knelt down together. The smile on Bai Yong's face did not diminish at all, and he said with a smile: "Thank God, you are still alive, and it is not in vain to waste our hard work." ”

King Wu Yue's face sank, as if the sky had fallen, and he said angrily: "This king is ordered by heaven, how can he die!" ”

At this moment, the flagpole on the right suddenly "clucked" with a soft sound, as if it had been cut by a sword, and it was broken in the air, like a giant spear more than two feet long, stabbing straight down towards King Wu Yue!

This blow came extremely quickly, and the sword qi was like a scorching sun in the sky, shining on the spot! King Wu Yue's mind was slightly confused, and the flagpole had reached three feet above his head. King Wu Yue suddenly shouted, and his true qi spurted out with the shouting, rushing towards the flagpole. The energy in his whole body suddenly moved up with this shout, and suddenly gathered in his right fist, and suddenly blasted out!

As soon as this punch was struck, it immediately caught up with the true qi that had been spewed out before, and the naïve qi inside and outside were integrated into one, and the layers were fierce, and it became a groundbreaking punch, as if it held up the entire blue sky, and the flagpole that was about to be inserted into the Infernal Hell was crit!

King Wu Yue's internal strength cultivated by the secret method is extremely strong, and at this time, he suddenly made a move, and still has great power, but the power of the flagpole is too sharp, and King Wu Yue's fist is connected with it, and he feels that a strange cold in the dantian penetrates the body, like a cold pool of ice springs, endlessly. King Wu Yue's majestic internal force was stabbed by this extremely sharp cold, and he was suddenly like seven inches in a snake, and he could no longer advance a single inch. He let out another loud cry, and his left hand reached out, clenching it with his right fist. The force of the attack was doubled, and the flagpole creaked and cracked, and it was held firmly in the air. Wu Yue Wang Dantian's true anger was mentioned again, and the strength of his body crackled violently, and he suddenly retracted his fist, and instantly struck out again, smashing the flagpole outward with one punch!

His internal strength is really domineering, and at this critical time, he can even fight back. Knowing that he was a stronger enemy, in the dazzling sunlight, a ray of light suddenly flashed, and the half of the flagpole that was hit in the air was split in half by this sword light, and the lower half was punched away by King Wu Yue, and the upper half was stabbed down. Its momentum is more urgent, its cold is more beneficial, and its power is more intense! King Wu Yue let out an angry roar, Fang Cai's palm had almost consumed all his strength, this flagpole flew down, he still wanted to swing his fist, but his true qi could not be raised! In a hurry, I heard Bai Yong shouting: "Take the earthquake position, turn dry and leap!" ”

King Wu Yue didn't have time to think about it, jumped up according to his words, and listened to the wind around him, and the flagpole slammed down, grazing his body and plunging straight into the ground. The accumulated strength of both sides poured out together, and the ground was actually knocked out of a large pit within a radius of two zhang by the force of this blow, and the mud and sand flew violently, like a heavy rain.

King Wu Yue's figure retreated, and in the mud and sand, a little sword light suddenly flashed, like a flying star, like thunder, like the sea tilting, like the sky cracking, slightly like fog, dancing like snow, and pieces of flying and jumping, chasing him.

This sword came so fast! King Wu Yue didn't even have time to blink his eyes, Sen Han's sword qi was already imminent on him! He never imagined that a human sword could be so fast!

He wanted to howl, but he couldn't! This sword is vicious and vicious, even if King Wu Yue's true qi is sufficient, he still can't stop it. King Wu Yue's pupils contracted suddenly!

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind rushed from behind King Wu Yue and greeted the sword light. That strong wind was not a sword, not a palm, not a weapon, but the half of the flagpole that King Wu Yue struck with a palm. This flagpole didn't have any moves, just stabbed straight at the sword light. But it's so big, too thick, so thick that all the changes are useless, no matter how the sword light changes, it will definitely be pierced on this flagpole!

What's more, this sword light is already old, and there will be no more changes. Sawdust erupted like snow, and the sword and flagpole were already pierced together. The sword light was like a poisonous dragon, and the huge flagpole was quickly cut into hundreds of millions of pieces!

What kind of swordsmanship is this, what kind of martial arts is this? King Wu Yue's eyes showed a hint of rage, he was angry that he couldn't block such a sword!

After the sword light broke through the flagpole, the killing intent was vented, and the castration was slowed down, which was no longer enough to kill. The flagpole was just over a foot long. Guo Ao waved his hand and threw the flagpole away, looking behind the sword light through the sawdust and dust.

The earth and rocks fell one after another, and all the people suddenly fell into a great silence. There was a slow sound of metal grinding, but it was the man who slowly retracted the sword into its sheath. Guo Ao remained motionless.

The earth and rocks fell less and less, and gradually the field was filled with bright sunlight, and I saw that the man was dressed in white, clean as if he was not stained with the slightest earthly float. A white crane is embroidered with white thread on the white clothes, spreading its wings and flying angrily, straight into the sky. The man's rings spread out, and his almost knee-high head draped down, covering his entire face, revealing only two lines of sword-like divine light in the gap like a waterfall. This divine light actually flashed with a strange purple.

His sword was casually held in his hand, and it looked very inconspicuous, only at the edge of the sword, a small white crane was carved. No one could have imagined that it was this sword that had just broken the flagpole twice, and almost killed King Wu Yue, whose martial arts were not under the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes. This sword was also rated as the eleventh sword in the world by the famous sword caster Zhong Shizi.

The sword is not good, but it is famous. Fame is due to the sword master.

Qinghe Sword.

Guo Ao's gaze shrank, staring at the sword. The divine light after that long time was also staring at his hand. Guo Ao said in a deep voice: "Ling Baohe? ”

Ling Baohe said lightly: "Sword God Guo Ao, it really deserves his reputation. He paused slightly and said, "But the next time we meet, I wonder if you still have such luck?" As he spoke, Ling Baohe's figure suddenly jumped up, like a big crane soaring into the sky, and his body nodded a few points on the camp tents around him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Guo Ao stared at the direction he was going, and the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated.

Wuyang or Qinghe, who is faster? Who is better? The famous sword handed down in the sky, or the famous sword named after people, which one can be called a real famous sword? If this move stabs at you, how can you block it? There are many people who want to know these questions. But no matter what the answer is, sooner or later it will have to be obtained with a person's corpse, either Guo Ao's or Ling Baohe's.

Bai Yong walked up with a smile, looked at the big pit on the ground, and then looked at the broken flagpole, and sighed heavily. Two flagpoles, one was cut in two by Guo Ao, and the other was cut into three by Ling Baohe, scattered to the ground. There was also a half-section of the flagpole standing there, which looked weird and funny. The originally majestic and luxurious tiger skin gold-roofed tent was also smashed and beheaded, and it became a mess, just like King Wu Yue's face, how ugly it is, how ugly it is.

Bai Yong patted King Wu Yue on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You don't have to be angry, you must know that being able to survive is the most important thing, if the old man Tie were you, he would definitely think so." ”

The expression on King Wu Yue's face changed, and he said, "Old Man Tie? Iron Wanchang? What happened to him? ”

Bai Yong smiled: "He didn't do much, he just died, and he died with his son!" ”

King Wu Yue's face sank, and he only heard someone in the golden tent raise his voice: "Lord Wang, the assassin has retreated, please talk to the little monk." ”

The big tent was torn open, and there were many people in the tent, but no one moved, and no one spoke.

The big tent was attacked, the assassins came, and the king of Wuyue fought a decisive battle, but they were all indifferent, and they didn't even change their posture. Is this because of their respect for King Wu Yue, or is their posture higher?

Everyone looked around, and a monk stood in the center of the big tent. He was dressed in a strange attire, undressed and robed, with a piece of linen draped over his slanted shoulders, his shoulders and arms half flat, and a four-finger-wide brass ring on his right arm, inlaid with red and green gems. The figure is extremely tall, with thick eyebrows and sideburns, and his eyes are extremely dark and dark. The earlobes were extremely long, and two large gold rings hung from them; The hair was very dense and dense, it was an extremely striking fiery red, and it was not as straight as the people of the Central Plains, but rolled into a circle, and the waves swept down one after another, covering the entire back. Looking from afar, it looks like a flame is burning, which is quite weird.

Behind the monks, there are more than a dozen widows with buns on their heads, but their outfits are the same as those they saw on Wudang Mountain.

Bai Yong's face sank, and he whispered: "How can there be a widow, could it be that King Wu Yue has bad intentions?" ”

I only heard the monk's voice like a bell, and said loudly: "Little monk Tianzhu Charoyana, meet the prince." His voice was so loud that it was no doubt loud to the ears of others.

King Wu Yue said lightly: "Tianzhu monk? What do you see of me? ”

Jaroyana said: "The little monk came to the east to find the secret book of Tianzhu, the Brahma Treasure Scroll. Hearing that Oda Nobunaga of Hinoshima is strong in martial arts, the little monk went to visit him, fought with him for three days and three nights, and finally won half a move with a 'Polo hand'. The little monk admired the erudition of the Oda benefactor, so he promised him one thing, which was to bring this thing to the prince. ”

He took something out of his sleeve and gently placed it on the desk. King Wu Yue's eyes lit up and said, "Eight-foot hook jade? ”

Zarayana nodded and said, "What the Oda donor wants, please also ask the prince to give it to these donors to bring back." The sleeve of his robe pointed to a few widows behind him.

King Wu Yue sighed: "I have prepared this thing in the back mountain of Wudang a month ago, but it is only a coincidence, but it was destroyed by someone halfway, it seems that he is not blessed to take it back." ”

His figure suddenly grew, and the divine light in his eyes burst out, staring at Bai Yong and Guo Ao. Bai Yong's heart moved, he remembered the bow ball on the top of Wudang Peak, and also remembered the crazy pursuit of the 100,000 army. This...... That's a coincidence, isn't it?

Just then, a gentle breeze blew.

The gust of wind was light, but it seemed to blow into everyone's hearts, and their hearts couldn't help but be shaken. Guo Ao and King Wu Yue's pupils contracted at the same time!

In the golden tent, suddenly there was an inexplicable black-robed person.

The man walked slowly through the dust in the tent, the black dafu rustled on the ground, and the dazzling sunlight of the entire martial arts field seemed to be darkened.

This man was not more than forty years old, with a long brown hair slightly tied behind his head, long eyebrows and clear eyes, and a very handsome appearance. However, there were several extremely deep wrinkles at the center of his eyebrows, revealing a trace of misery. The man's expression was indifferent, but he had a majesty that could not be concealed, but his eyes were like cutting ice and jade, and he was extremely cold. The man took a step forward, and King Wu Yue suddenly felt an invisible pressure invade him, this pressure was continuous, although it was not huge, it was deep and majestic, without a trace of flaws! King Wu Yue has the internal strength of his body, but he can't even hand out half a point!

The man's gaze was also fixed on the eight-foot magatama on the case. The sword eyebrows that flew diagonally into his sideburns gradually rose, and his voice was a little low: "Eight-foot hook jade for China's great country, King Wuyue, you are very generous." ”

King Wu Yue's body was shocked, and he said, "You ...... Who are you? ”

The man said lightly: "It doesn't matter, I'm here to take two things, one, it's this magata, and two, it's your eyes." If you don't learn well, you'd rather give up. ”

King Wu Yue was stunned, and he laughed: "If you want it, just come and get it!" At the mention of true anger, the cloud-like sleeves had already flown up.

The man smiled faintly, and suddenly a bit of sword light flew up from his sleeve, flying to capture King Wu Yue!

King Wu Yue's sleeves flipped in the air, like a dark cloud, and his palm, like the sun in the dark cloud, pressed down on that person!

The man's sword light suddenly dispersed, and Guo Ao couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise!

King Wu Yue's palm shadow shrouded the entire golden tent, and the man stepped slightly to the side, and somehow, he had already escaped from the shroud of King Wu Yue's palm.

The man didn't look at King Wu Yue, but turned his head to stare at Guo Ao, his face showed a hint of surprise, and gradually, this surprise turned into a faint smile, and said, "You are Guo Ao?" ”

Guo Ao was stunned and said, "Yes, it's Guo Ao below." Your Excellency's Swordsmanship ......"

The man smiled faintly and said, "What's wrong with my swordsmanship?" ”

Guo Ao hesitated: "Your Excellency's swordsmanship...... Seems to have some resemblance to mine. ”

The man's eyebrows were long, and he said lightly: "Draw your sword!" ”

Guo Ao's whole body didn't seem to move, and the sword was already in his hand. The corners of the man's mouth twitched, his eyes gathered, and he stared at the Wuyang Sword for a long time, and sighed: "Good sword!" ”

He was admiring, but in Guo Ao's opinion, it seemed that he was only praising the sword, not praising him.

A cloud of energy surged in the man's eyes, and he still said lightly: "The sword is good, I don't know how people are?" Is the invincible Wuyang Sword in the world able to display the invincible swordsmanship in the world? ”

Guo Ao's chest swelled, only to feel that a wave of anger was accumulating, and he was about to burst out of his body. He suddenly backhanded, stuck the Wuyang Sword in front of him, and pointed his empty hand at the man.

The man was slightly stunned, and then said, "Do you want to deal with me with your bare hands?" ”

Guo Ao closed his mouth tightly and did not speak. He himself realized that Yu Changkong had not only taught him extraordinary swordsmanship, but also handed him invisible shackles. If he doesn't break through this shackle for a day, he can't become a real master. This man is indeed a fierce enemy, but it is precisely this that stimulates the courage and ruthlessness in his nature, and he can't help but fight him empty-handed!

The man stopped talking, and gently drew a sword. The sword was extremely slender and trembled slightly in the air, like a glimmer of light in the dark night. The man caressed the blade of the sword lovingly, and said slowly: "The name of this sword is 'Silk Bamboo', and it was used by my youth. Now that I have not used a sword for a long time, I will do it to you today. His sword light suddenly folded and slashed towards Guo Ao!

This sword came so quickly, and without warning, as soon as the sword was struck, it was like a very subtle arc of light flashing in the air, and it was even like an eye blinking, without any sword intent at all. This sword actually concealed all the murderous aura, and did not let a trace of it out, and when the enemy was alert, he had already fallen down. This sword is a real killer move!

The aura of the sword momentum changed, and suddenly, it had already slashed to Guo Ao's chest. Guo Ao didn't expect this sword to come so quickly! He let out a loud shout, and his body suddenly jumped into the air and threw himself at the man. With this leap, Kankan avoided the sword, Guo Ao's body was volleyed, and his right hand struck out with a palm. The light suddenly appeared, and he used his sword power with his palm, and his true qi surged towards the man. The man smiled slightly, and with a soft sound of "snort", the silk bamboo sword cut through the heavy palm shadows, pointing directly at Guo Ao's palm!

Whether it's a palm or a sword, a palm is a palm, as long as someone pierces the palm, the palm sword will be broken! Guo Ao knows this very well. So he suddenly retracted his palm and punched out with a few punches. The shadow of the fist was flickering, and it shook towards the silk bamboo sword. The man smiled: "Sure enough, the hero is a boy!" As long as you can catch this trick, what if I let you go! ”

With his voice, there was a sudden faint sound of the piano in the air, Guo Ao's heart fluttered slightly, but he suddenly felt that the sound of the piano came from the silk bamboo sword in the man's hand. At this moment, the subtle sword body of the silk bamboo sword suddenly trembled rapidly, and the sword twitched, and in an instant, it was incredibly fast. Immediately, it was intertwined into a shining light curtain in front of Guo Ao, and the sky collapsed and pressed down. Guo Ao was about to raise his palm to parry, but he couldn't tell the direction of the silk bamboo sword. The silk bamboo sword is too thin, and in the rapid twitching, it is impossible to distinguish the body of the sword body at all. And as long as one can't parry, it will be like a poisonous snake, instantly killing Guo Ao!

Guo Ao couldn't help but take a step back. The silk bamboo sword shook suddenly, and it flickered even more urgently. It seems that the more the enemy retreats, the more Shen Xiong will become. Guo Ao complained bitterly in his heart, seeing that the light curtain was getting bigger and bigger, almost enveloping his whole body. And after a little cage, he has no chance to escape—even if he is a sword god! But at this moment, he suddenly felt a flaw in this person's swordsmanship!

No matter what sword move, it is all used to perform with a sword, no matter how wonderful the sword move is, how fast the sword momentum is, in a single moment, it is just a sword, it is impossible to block all the flaws, and it is impossible to attack the opponent's whole body. There is no flaw in a sword move, not that there is really no flaw, but because the sword move is used too quickly, the original flaw will not be a flaw. The light curtain formed by the silk bamboo sword is admittedly thick, but this thickness is itself a flaw. Because if you take too much care of the light curtain above, the bottom will be empty. The flaw in this nirvana is the gap between the light curtain formed by the silk bamboo sword and the ground. But what sword moves can be attacked from the bottom up?

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart, and he remembered that there seemed to be such a pattern in the sword moves practiced in the sky when he was young. Professor Yu Changkong focuses on sword intent, and sword moves are just for the purpose of giving a lecture on sword intent. But Guo Ao's memory is very strong, and he didn't have time to think about it at this time, so he stretched out his hand and hit the past directly. Then the light curtain suddenly touched and rolled towards his hand. Guo Ao's body suddenly became short, and he rolled over on the ground. As soon as he rolled, he rolled in front of the man, and the light in his palm flashed, pointing directly at the middle point on the man's chest!

The silk bamboo sword was only a minute away from Guo Ao's back, but Guo Ao's palm was already attached to the man's chest. Both of them were motionless, as if they were two sculptures. After a long time, the man smiled and said, "Good! Sure enough, it is worthy of the sword god, and this trick 'Hidden Charm Abyss' was really magical, and it just cracked my 'Green Dai Yanluo'. As he spoke, his voice trembled, and he withdrew the silk bamboo sword.

Guo Ao took a step back and changed color: "Hidden Charming Abyss, Green Dai Yanluo...... Huayin Pavilion's Spring Water Sword Technique? Are you from Huayin Pavilion? ”

The man smiled faintly, as if acquiescing. Guo Ao, King Wu Yue and others all changed their expressions.

Huayin Pavilion, which is famous all over the world, finally failed to stay out of this martial arts catastrophe, and still made a move!

Judging from the martial arts of the person in front of him, his status in Huayin Pavilion should also be extremely high. In recent years, Huayin Pavilion has been obscure and rarely asks about martial arts. With the Nine Great Sects and the Tianluo Demon Sect, the river water does not violate the well water. Now that the first-class person in the cabinet is in the rivers and lakes, what is the purpose? Is it related to the cases of leaf picking and flying flowers? It makes people have to be suspicious. It seems that there are more and more forces involved in this catastrophe in front of us, and I am afraid that no one will be able to stay out of it in the end!

Guo Ao was silent for a moment and said, "What do you mean by deliberately seeking defeat?" ”

The man smiled faintly, "I've tried out what I'm looking for from your sword." The trip was worth it. ”

What is revealed in Guo Ao's sword? Could it be that this is more important than the eight-foot magatama and the eyes of King Wu Yue?

Guo Ao hesitated for a moment and said: "However, my trick is not called 'Hidden Charm Abyss', it is called 'Ming Camel Horse', it is passed on by Mr. Yu Changkong on his deathbed, and it has nothing to do with Guige Chunshui Sword Technique." ”

The man smiled and said, "You will know the origin of this trick in the future, the key is that you have performed it now and defeated me." What do you want, as long as someone gives you an order, Huayin Pavilion has nothing that you can't get. ”

King Wu Yue's frowning brows suddenly loosened: "You are the Huayin Pavilion Acting Pavilion Master Bu Jianchen?" ”

The man said lightly: "Exactly." ”

He reported his identity, and everyone present was shocked again. Ten years ago, the lord of Huayin Pavilion died inexplicably, and there was a lot of infighting in the pavilion. The lord of the Dongtian Qingyang Palace was ordered to sweep away many opposition forces, stabilize the situation in the pavilion, and vowed to find out the real culprit and avenge the pavilion master. In the past ten years, the affairs of Huayin Pavilion have been taken by the lord of the East Tianqingyang Palace, and a new master has not yet been established. And this Lord of the Eastern Heaven is Bu Jianchen.

Huayin Pavilion is famous, established for more than 900 years, and the number of disciples far exceeds that of Wudang Shaolin. Therefore, the factional struggle is particularly complicated. Bu Jianchen was originally born in a medical family, and legend has it that in his early years, in order to treat the strange diseases suffered by his wife and daughter, he joined it. Bu Jianchen is alone and sincere, not a descendant of Huayin; Although the martial arts are high, they are not considered to be at the peak in the pavilion, but they can occupy the position of the lord of the pavilion for ten years, and there is no change, which shows that his talent in governing the world and employing people has reached the point of incredible.

Guo Ao sighed and said, "The prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, what else do you want?" ”

Bu Jianchen took his gaze back, looked at Guo Ao a few times, and said, "On December 12th, if you are interested, you can go to Huayin Pavilion and your party." I'll be waiting for you there. He didn't say why, and Guo Ao didn't ask. Bu Jianchen turned around and walked out, and an object made a loud noise, falling in front of Guo Ao, and Bu Jianchen's voice came from afar: "Keep this thing well, it's yours." ”

When Guo Ao picked it up and looked at it, it was half the size of a palm, and its whole body was dark, with only a small red ball in the middle, outlining the shape of a flame. It is heavy in the hand, but I don't know what it is for. But since it was delivered by Bu Jianchen, it must have extraordinary value, Guo Aotuo was silent for a while in his hand. Bu Jianchen walked farther and farther, and he seemed to have forgotten the eyes of the eight-foot magatayu and King Wu Yue. - Is Guo Ao so important?