Chen Ang rode his horse along the trail and walked to the west, but after half a moment's effort, he came to the foot of an ancient tree beside the road. The dew in the early morning is relatively heavy, and the moss under the ancient trees is very inconspicuous.

Chen Ang skimmed this indentation and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Friends of the Songshan faction over there, please don't hide! Ding Mian, Songshan is a decent family after all, he didn't do anything to disappoint Chen, if you don't come out, don't blame Chen for darts! ”

Chen Ang's eyes fell on the forest to the north, his eyes were quite playful, a little silver mangs were beating in his hand, and a flying swallow dart was flexibly shuttling between him, as if he could get out of his hand at any time.

There was only the sound of the branches of the trees being blown by the wind, which was very pleasant, and where Chen Ang's eyes were directed, it was calm, and even the sound of the birds singing in the treetops did not change in the slightest.

"Ding Mian, you can't help but let me down a little bit! I know that I can't lie to you, but I don't dare to advance, I don't dare to retreat, what do you want? Chen Ang shouted into the woods, and the swallow dart in his hand flashed away.

A little silver light flew through the treetops and disappeared without a trace.

After a long time, a Songshan disciple fell from the treetops and collapsed to the ground, and in the middle of his hat, a silver dart flashed with cold light, nailed to the enclosed branch, only half an inch away, it could be nailed to his head.

A large hand appeared in the air and caught the silver dart on his hat.

A short and chubby yellow-faced old man, twisting a silver dart, said disdainfully: "Made of stainless steel, made by skillful craftsmen, this silver dart is made of strange materials, and the craftsmanship is also very good, and the value is probably more expensive than hundreds of gold darts!" ”

"Even if you have billions of dollars, how many of these silver darts can you carry with you?"

The Songshan disciples who gathered around listened to his words, and their faces suddenly improved a little. Ding Mian and Lu Bai stood side by side behind him, and in addition, Jiuqu Sword Zhong Zhen also took the other two Taibao and went around to Chen Ang's back road.

Chen Ang roughly counted, the martial arts here are similar to Fei Bin, there are at least five or six people, and there are three people whose martial arts are even higher than him, obviously the older generation of the Songshan faction. With this glance, Chen Ang saw the white-headed immortal Weng Bushen, the vulture Sha Tianjiang, and the brocade lion Gao Kexin and other backbones of Songshan.

If these people die here, I'm afraid Songshan will be in ruins.

Chen Ang raised his eyes and smiled, he didn't refute Le Hou's words, but the long sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the ground, and the scabbard was raised, and a marble-sized stone fell into the air.

With a swing of the long sword, the sheath slammed straight into the stone.

"Wow!" With a soft sound, the stone shot out, only to hear a terrible wind, Le Hou saw a little shadow rushing straight towards the door in front of him, and hurriedly shook the iron gauntlet on his hand to protect his face.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, Le Hou's hands were numb, his wrist hit his face hard, and the whole person took three or four steps back, and the wolf bèi was on the tree behind him.

His face was bruised, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and the iron gauntlet on his hand was inlaid with a marble-sized stone, which looked natural. Le Hou's face changed miserably, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out two big white front teeth.

"My darts are precious, but the stones on the ground can be picked up by leaning over, if you think that there are not as many stones on the ground as you, then come up!" The corners of Chen Ang's mouth showed a hint of sunshine.

The Songshan disciples present all had miserable faces, nervously holding their long swords and protecting them on their chests.

"Haha! The miracle doctor laughed! A deep voice said loudly, and when the Songshan disciple heard this voice, it seemed as if he had a backbone, and his eyes became sharp. Hearing the sound of a large group of people walking behind him, Chen Ang looked at the dozens of Songshan disciples who suddenly came out in front of him, holding big shields with both hands.

They carefully protected all the Songshan disciples, such a cowhide wooden shield, even a two-stone strong bow could not penetrate. He took out a series of delicate crossbow arrows from behind him and pointed them at the vital points around Chen Ang.

Chen Ang didn't even look at them, only stared at an old man who came out of the forest.

Zuo Lengchan stepped out with his hand, stood in front of Le Hou and said: "Divine doctor, don't misunderstand, Zuo Mou didn't have any malicious intent here, I just want to ask, who is your Excellency responsible for interfering in the family affairs of our Wuyue Sword Sect?" ”

Chen Ang smiled slightly, but did not answer, but chuckled, "I have heard that before the left head of the sect took the throne, it was just the middle of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and it was the left head of the Fengxing who slept at night, and worked hard to make the Songshan faction go to glory. ”

"I even heard that the left head of the sect brought the Songshan faction to such a reputation, and he is a great figure."

Zuo Lengchan showed a look of self-sufficiency when he heard this, hugged his fists and said: "It's all friends from the rivers and lakes who carry love!" ”

"It's a pity!" A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Ang's mouth, "There are too many frogs at the bottom of the well in this world, and their praise is often exaggerated and alarmist. So ......"

Chen Ang's voice paused, looked at Zuo Lengchan, and said word by word:

"Isn't the Songshan faction great right now?"

Looking at Zuo Lengchan's suddenly gloomy face, Chen Ang smiled and said, "Zuo Lengchan, are you amazing?" Or maybe you've forgotten a truth. ”

"What's the truth?" Zuo Lengchan asked with a sneer.

"The bird knows the truth of the ambition of the bird!" Chen Ang looked at him and recited aloud: "The phoenix is noble, and it is not inhabitable." The owl gets the rotting rat, and the phoenix is afraid of it. ”

"Zuo Lengchan, the position of the leader of the Wuyue Sect that you deserve as a treasure, power and fame, in my eyes, is just a rotten rat. Now it is only a joke that you are afraid of it, that you search your heart, that you have all kinds of plans for it, and that you are even willing to become a vile villain. ”

"Isn't it the same reason that you come to ask me today, and ask the phoenix with the owl, 'Settle my rotting rat'?"

Chen Ang shook his head and smiled, looking at Zuo Lengchan's eyes, there were only regrets and sighs.

Zuo Lengchan lowered his eyebrows, stared at the three-foot void in front of him, and said slowly in a low tone: "The bird's ambition is clear!" Do you understand my aspirations? ”

"Hah!" Chen Ang shook his head and sighed, he looked at Zuo Lengchan with a lonely look, no one understood me, and couldn't help but sneer.

"The ambition of the bird? There are 100 people with knives under his command, shouting and hugging, shouting left and right, passers-by see it, and avoid it, the heroes on the rivers and lakes see it, and they want to get up and hug their fists, and call the left leader, the leader of the left alliance, lead thousands of disciples of Wuyue, govern eight thousand miles of green forest, and Wudang Shaolin dominates, it is really majestic, so domineering! Ha ha! ”

Chen Ang pointed at him and sneered, "Should I respect you, Causeway Bay is the handle, Zuo Lengchan is the left leader?" ”

Although he couldn't understand what Chen Ang was saying, the sarcasm in his tone was already about to come out, and the eyes of the people of the Songshan faction flashed, and the swords in their hands were held tighter.

"You say that there are no two days, there are Kyushu in the earth, the four seas are big, boundless, I think this is the world, and I see the wonderful martial arts, the rivers and lakes are competing, I feel that this is your world. The black bird is trapped in the well, and it only has the ability to walk the ground, and the dragon was born in a shallow conversation, but it only has the ambition of fish and shrimp, which is not to blame you. ”

"But Zuo Lengzen, there is not only the world of rivers and lakes in the world, nor is it only the pursuit of fame and fortune, how can you comment on my path, how can you understand? I only hope that after today, you can relax your eyes and don't be the one who is blind. ”

Chen Ang lifted the long sword and said slowly.

Hearing this, Zuo Lengchan's eyes flashed, looking at the long sword in Chen Ang's hand, and sighed: "This is your sword?" It's good, but it's a pity! ”

He sighed, a look of deep regret on his face, "Such a good sword, such a wonderful swordsmanship, but a madman!" ”

"Even if you are a madman, you should have a great future, if you want to blame it, blame why you committed this madness in front of the Songshan faction!" Zuo Lengchan smiled slightly, stood opposite Chen Ang with a long sword, and said slowly: "Since I am already standing here, I am afraid that it will not be your turn to fly for nine days in front of the Honghu today!" ”

"I want to see if the dead chaffinch, too, dare to chirp!"

Before the words fell, the surrounding Songshan disciples had already pounced, and several sharp sword lights slashed towards Chen Ang at a rapid pace, tearing the grass and trees on the road into pieces, each of them was one of the best in the rivers and lakes, and under the joint efforts, even if the head of Wuyue was first-class, he would have to hate it.

A sword light burst out of Zuo Lengchan's waist, and the sharp energy tore apart the grass and trees around him, and the sword light swayed, like a lightning bolt exploding in mid-air, shooting out and piercing Chen Ang's heart.

Dozens of sword lights advanced and retreated, forming a net of heaven and earth, blocking the space for Chen Ang to dodge, and several Taibao swordsmen pounced, stabbing at Chen Ang's vital point fiercely, and together with Zuo Lengchan, they formed a lore game.