Hua Wuqian looked at Jiang Beihe with an inquiring gaze and asked, "Jiang Daxia, is Uncle Tie's words true?" ”

Jiang Beihe watched the Wild Lion Tie Zhan stand up and reveal his identity, and couldn't help frowning: he didn't expect that there was such a powerful master lurking around him.

With his scheming, the city government couldn't even see through the camouflage of iron war.

Jiang Beihe knew that his situation at this time was extremely dangerous, Tie Zhan and Xuanyuan Sanguang were both first-class masters, only slightly inferior to him, if Jiang Yi was added, several people worked together, he would definitely lose.

Now the only one who can break the game is the powerful Hua Wuji.

Jiang Beihe's thoughts were racing in his heart, but his face was silent, and he said calmly:

"As the so-called clean person is self-purifying, the old man behaves uprightly and is not afraid of the slander of others. Don't listen to this man's nonsense, this mad lion is one of the ten evil men, he has a lot of notoriety, he has gone to great lengths to lurk in my house for two years, perhaps just to ruin my reputation. ”

Crazy Lion Iron Battle didn't expect that in this situation, Jiang Beihe could still deny it, and even beat a rake, and couldn't help but say loudly:

"Jiang Beihe, all the evidence of your crimes is hidden in the secret room, as long as you enter the secret room and take a look, you can only know what you have done in secret over the years, do you dare to let us enter your secret room?"

Jiang Beihe didn't expect that Tie Zhan would even find out about the secret room of his own house, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

If a different person encounters this situation, he will definitely be in chaos and at a loss, but Jiang Beihe is Jiang Beihe after all, and there is only the city in his heart, far beyond ordinary people.

He didn't feel any nervous, and said calmly:

"That's right, the old man does have a secret room that is used to place some martial arts secrets. But you have been lurking in the Jiang Mansion for two years, and you already know the location of the secret room. If you want to put something in the secret room to frame the old man, it will not be easy. ”

Listening to Tie Zhan and Jiang Beihe's words, Hua Wuji's brain was in a mess, and he didn't know who to believe.

In the original plot, Hua Wujian was turned around by Jiang Beihe's group and became a tool to deal with iron warfare.

However, Hua Wuqian has lived in the abnormal environment of the Shifting Flower Palace since he was a child, and he has no experience in the rivers and lakes at all, and it is understandable that he was deceived by Jiang Beihe, but it cannot be said that he lacks IQ.

And since he saw Jiang Beihe in Murong Villa, Hua Wuqian was impressed by the benevolence and righteousness shown by the other party, and greatly admired Jiang Beihe's character. Under preconceived notions, it is difficult to imagine that Jiang Beihe will be a hypocrite of hypocrisy and hypocrisy.

Not to mention that there is no shortage of flowers, it is a clever little fish, and in the original plot, he also suffered several losses at the hands of Jiang Beihe, and was interrupted by Jiang Beihe, abolished his martial arts, and almost died.

It can be said that in the world of TV dramas, Jiang Beihe's cunning may still be above Xiaoyuer.

Tie Xinlan looked at Hua Wuji's hesitant appearance, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Dude, don't you believe what my father said?" ”

"This ......"

Hua Wujian looked embarrassed, and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, Jiang Yi didn't mean to talk anymore, and said to Tie Zhan and Xuanyuan Sanguang: "It's good for the two of you to help me stop Hua Wuji, who is stunned, and Jiang Beihe will be dealt with by me alone." ”

Saying that, his sharp eyes stabbed Jiang Beihe like a knife, and he led it with a false hand: "Jiang Daxia, it is inevitable that you and I will fight, please!" ”

Hearing that Jiang Yi planned to fight with him alone, Jiang Beihe breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. If Jiang Yi, Xuanyuan Sanguang, and Crazy Lion Tiezhan joined forces to besiege it, he asked himself that he couldn't stop it.

If Jiang Yi was the only one, he would still not be afraid.

Jiang Beihe showed a little helplessness on his face, and slowly shook his head and said: "It seems that Jiang Gongzi, you have already decided that Jiang is the Jiang Qin, and the old man just doesn't want to fight you, I'm afraid he can't do it."

But don't worry, the old man will still be merciful and point to the end. ”

Jiang Yi saw that he still maintained the benevolent and righteous demeanor of a hero, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, turned around and walked towards the courtyard, and said leisurely:

"I'd like to see how much you've learned from the Flower Shifting Palace over the years?"

Speaking of which, Jiang Beihe can also be regarded as a martial arts genius. From a scholar with no foundation to a first-class master, it only took twenty years.

In the original plot, after he learned to transfer flowers and jade from Pinggu, his strength skyrocketed, and Hua Wuji, Xiao Yu'er and several villains were not his opponents.

In contrast, Hua Wujian is an official disciple of the Shifting Flower Palace, and it seems that his talent and understanding are not comparable to him.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Jiang Gongzi, the old man's martial arts have nothing to do with the Shifting Flower Palace. This should be evident to the playboy. ”

Jiang Beihe also stepped into the courtyard as he spoke, seven or eight meters away from Jiang Yi.

Everyone else stood in the doorway and watched.

Crazy Lion Tie Zhan and Xuanyuan Sanguang stood on both sides of Hua Wuji, pinning him down, so that he could not interfere in the battle between Jiang Yi and the two.

Tie Xinlan looked at Xiao Yu'er: "Jiang Gongzi shouldn't be Jiang Beihe's opponent, right?" ”

Xiao Yu'er just said: "Since he proposed to fight with Jiang Beihe, I think I am still a little sure." ”

Jiang Yulang sneered: "It's just arrogance." ”

After Jiang Beihe stood still, he stretched out his hand calmly and said politely: "Jiang Gongzi, you can make a move!" ”

"Good!"

As soon as one word came out, the fierce battle intent in Jiang Yi's eyes slowly subsided, and a pair of eyes were like a secluded pool, dark and deep.

He slowly stretched out his slender and powerful right hand and grasped the hilt of the black feather knife at his waist.

With the action of holding the knife, a cold and cold murderous aura spread, and the entire courtyard seemed to have suddenly entered the late autumn season, killing and bleak.

Everyone present felt that the sky had suddenly darkened, and it was gloomy, and their hearts were as if a stone had been blocked, and it was very dull.

Jiang Beihe, as the first person to bear the brunt, felt even more strongly, Jiang Yi's knife had not yet come out of the sheath, he was already alarmed, as if an invisible blade had been pressed against his eyebrows, making the corners of his eyes jump wildly.

The air around them began to become heavy and viscous, making it impossible to breathe.

Only then did Jiang Beihe know that Jiang Yi's strength was far above his expectations, and he was afraid that he was a few points stronger than Xuanyuan Sanguang and Tie Zhan......

Huh!

A terrible scream sounded, as if it was about to puncture people's eardrums, making several onlookers frown.

Faster than the sound, it was a black knife.

The air was slashed by the sharp blade, forming two waves of white air visible to the naked eye, like two white silks, floating in the air.

Laugh at!

Jiang Beihe only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the black blade had approached a foot in front of him, and the next moment he was about to split him in half.

Drink!

Jiang Beihe has rich experience, and in the face of such a crisis, he is not chaotic at all, his tongue blooms with spring thunder, and he shouts violently, just like Hong Zhong Dalu, causing the courtyard to shake violently.

The black knife couldn't help but froze slightly.

At the same time, Jiang Beihe urged the majestic internal force in his body, turning into a boiling torrent and surging into his right arm, and raising his hand was a punch.

The pure and condensed internal force turned into a domineering and fierce fist, and slammed into the black blade.

Thundered!

The air exploded, and the furious energy shot out in all directions, and the pebbles on the ground were swept away by the aftermath and shattered into debris.

Jiang Beihe finally lost the first move, and the response was a little hasty, and the pale golden fist only lasted for a moment before it was cut by the blade.

However, taking advantage of this moment's collision of strength, Jiang Beihe's figure flashed, and he took three steps back, wanting to avoid Jiang Yi's edge and look for an opportunity to counterattack.

Zheng!

He didn't have a chance to breathe, and in the midst of his retreat, the long black knife slashed abruptly, like a black lightning bolt.

Jiang Yi's ten steps and one kill, there are no gorgeous and complicated skills, just one word: fast, incomparably pure fast.

More than ten steps around him, all within the scope of the knife, there is no way to hide, there is no escape.

Jiang Beihe didn't expect Jiang Yi's offensive to be so fierce, and he couldn't help but change his expression slightly, so he could only swing his fist again.

Rumble!

Another pale golden fist burst through the air.

Burst!

The sharp blade became sharper and sharper under the blessing of Jiang Yi's internal force, and it slashed through Jiang Beihe's fist, and then slashed out unabated.

Jiang Beihe used his body technique to the extreme, and suddenly flashed, trying to avoid the long black knife like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

An invisible sword qi shot out from the black tip of the knife, cracking through the sky and sinking into Jiang Beihe's thigh.

Laugh at!

Jiang Beihe's leg was cut open with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, splashing a puddle of blood, and the dodge movement was slightly sluggish.

Not good!

A chill rushed from Jiang Beihe's back to his head, making his scalp tingle for a while.

His pupils contracted suddenly, and he raised his hand to stop Jiang Yi, and exclaimed:

"Slow ......"

Black, gloomy sword light poured in like a tidal wave, drowning out his voice.