"What! What do you mean by that? After listening to his words, Zhou Tong's face suddenly turned gloomy like water, and his triangular eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhao Wenlong glanced at him, and said sarcastically: "It's not interesting, it's just that the action of your Dragon Hunting Club is too slow, just yesterday, I touched the Golden Gate and took the first step to turn the tomb of Empress Lu upside down, so it's okay, you don't have to dig it anymore, as for the unearthed things......"

The voice paused here, Zhao Wenlong did not continue to speak, but raised his arm and slapped his palm a few times.

Several people behind him who touched the Golden Gate heard the information, and they walked out of the crowd with two large boxes sweating profusely, put them at Zhao Wenlong's feet, and then slowly lifted the lid.

I saw that the moment the lid of the box was opened, the golden light was shining, it was very dazzling, and it was full of gold, jade, jewelry and other things, and it was full of two large boxes with sharp points.

At this time, whether it was the Dragon Hunting Club or the people of our sixth section, they couldn't help but show indignation, everyone didn't expect that what the two groups of people were worried about would be quietly taken by a third party.

At this time, Zhang Tianshi, who had been squinting from beginning to end, as if he was dozing, suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze looked at the two large boxes of gold jewelry, revealing an undisguised greed.

He licked the corners of his mouth, looked at Zhao Wenlong, glanced at Zhou Tong with slanted eyes, and finally sneered and narrowed his eyes again, standing motionless, not knowing what he was planning.

"Good, good, good, good! The surname Zhao is really kind. Zhou Tong saw that the color of these treasures changed, and he even said a few good words, and then his tone became extremely unkind: "But it's a pity, since I was bumped into by my Dragon Hunting Club, do you think you can transport these treasures out of the Great Black Mountain safe and sound?" ”

As soon as his words fell, the people of the Dragon Seeking Club behind him all rushed up at once, and showed their weapons such as knives and sticks violently, looking at the posture, as long as Zhou Tong gave an order, they would not hesitate to step forward and cut Zhao Wenlong into a pile of meat sauce.

"Do you think that before someone Zhao came here, he didn't count your dragon hunting meeting? There are only a dozen people, but it's just a few more heads! Zhao Wenlong turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him, but there was a bit of threatening ridicule in his tone.

Then, he turned his head and clasped his fists in the crowd behind him, and said respectfully: "Mr. Ma, these people are all handed over to you to deal with, no problem, right?" ”

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, don't worry, Lord Zhao, it's just some local chickens and dogs, and I haven't paid attention to Ma yet."

At the same time as the cold voice sounded, the people who touched the Golden Gate automatically moved out of the way, and a thin, cold-faced man wearing a Confucian shirt and carrying a dark sword floated out of the middle.

At first glance, this man seems to be about forty years old, but if you look closely at his face, you will find that in his eyes, there is a sense of vicissitudes that only old people in their seventies and eighties can have, making people feel that their age is not only as young as they seem.

"Demon Sword Scholar!" After Zhou Tong saw this person's appearance and dress, he immediately exclaimed.

"What? It's this old monster! ”

"It is rumored that this person is ruthless, and he is superbly armed with an iron sword, and there are countless masters planted in his hands, so we will have big trouble looking for dragons now."

"Who said no, this Zhao Wenlong is so generous, how much did it cost to invite him out of the mountain."

When the group of people from the Dragon Hunting Society saw such a Confucian suddenly appearing on the opposite side, they immediately buzzed and discussed, with worry and fear in their tones, and even more, their voices revealed deep fear.

Zhang Tianshi also opened his eyes when he heard the commotion, he looked at the whole body of the Confucian Sheng, and soon, his face showed a look of disdain, his eyelids clicked, and he began to close his eyes again.

I also poked my head to look at this "magic sword scholar" a few times, and found that although this person was in a fluttering shirt and full of bookish air, his eyes were full of light in his gestures, and his steps were steady when he walked with his feet.

If you look closely, his hands are covered with a layer of calluses, obviously because he often touches the sword and grinds it out over the years.

There are all kinds of signs that this person's own strength is not as weak as it seems, and he is definitely a peerless master of swordsmanship!

"I didn't expect him to be here, this is enough for the Dragon Hunting Club to eat a pot." Wang Zhi also gloated when he saw the appearance of this person.

I debuted for a short time, and I didn't know much about the people and things on the rivers and lakes, so I asked him curiously: "Brother Wang, is this magic sword scholar very big?" ”

"Very big!" Wang Zhi nodded and explained: "The magic sword scholar, also known as "Ma Huayuan", was born at the end of the Republic of China, was born in a kendo family, inherited the ancestor's "Iron Sword Thirty-six Style" stunt, it is said that he died in his youth because of the competition, and it happened that the person who died under his sword was a son of an ancient martial arts family, for this reason, this ancient martial arts family sent several masters to seek revenge, Ma Huayuan and they were defeated after hundreds of rounds, seriously injured and fled, and his whole family was killed, none of them were spared. ”

"Ma Huayuan in order to take revenge, began to retire to the rivers and lakes to practice swordsmanship, and finally one day, he practiced the "Iron Sword Thirty-six Style" to the peak, climbed the gate of the ancient martial arts family, with the power of one person, at the same time challenged several masters of the family and killed each other, and the blood washed the entire ancient martial arts family to take revenge, since then, Ma Huayuan's temper has also begun to become moody, bloodthirsty and killing, often with the people in the rivers and lakes without a word of discord to kill the sword, countless people died under his iron sword, blood flowed like a river, so he also entered the demon road with a sword, and people gave him a nickname" Magic Sword Scholar! ”

After listening to Wang Zhi's words, I secretly smacked my tongue, this Ma Huayuan has been blinded by hatred after being destroyed, and whoever is unhappy with the sword will be killed, and he really deserves the title of "Magic Sword Scholar".

The "Demon Sword Scholar" who was killed halfway made the atmosphere in the field extremely tense.

The current situation is that the Dragon Hunting Club has a Taoist master Zhang Tianshi on the side, and the Golden Gate side has a swordsmanship master and a magic sword scholar in charge.

Now it's really lively.

I don't know which of these two masters is more powerful when the fight starts in a while.

If they lose both, won't all the gold, silver, and jewels be cheaper for us?

"The sandpiper and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind."

Seeing this scene in front of me, I can't help but think of two familiar idioms.

"Heavenly Master, what do you think of this Demon Sword Scholar's martial arts, can you take him?" Zhou Tong's face was already frosty, and he leaned sideways and asked Zhang Tianshi.

Zhang Tianshi's eyes opened, he glared suddenly, his face was a little dissatisfied, and he said in an arrogant tone: "No matter how high the martial arts are, he is also an ordinary man, as soon as my magic spell is used, his life will be hung up on the spot!" What are you worried about, are you not able to believe in the strength of this Heavenly Master? ”