Ten days after the attack on the Hengshan faction, Yonglong Town, Huichang County, Ganzhou Prefecture, Jiangxi Province. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the junction of Jiangxi and Fujian, and further east is Fujian. Following the order of the Songshan faction, the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, the Hengshan faction who went to Fujian to fight the Demon Sect is now stationed in this town.

This time, the Hengshan faction was actually led by the head of the dragon who has always been on the rivers and lakes, and the "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" Mo Da directly led the team, accompanied by more than 30 disciples, and the elder golden-eyed eagle Lu Lianrong was also in the team. It can be said that the strength of these people who came can account for more than sixty percent of the existing overall strength of the Hengshan faction.

But it's understandable when you think about it. Recently, the reputation of the Hengshan faction has plummeted in the rivers and lakes, and the deputy head Liu Zhengfeng colluded with the elders of the Demon Sect, and has now disappeared after being exposed, and his whereabouts are unknown, and the head of the sect Mo Da is also suspected of being involved in the Demon Sect, and he is still the first suspect in killing Fei Bin of the Songshan faction. Now is the time when the Hengshan faction urgently needs to regroup and improve its prestige, and it is understandable that Mo Da personally led the team.

However, these are the opinions of outsiders.

On the fourth watch of the day, it was still very dark, and Lu Lianrong was resting in the room. Suddenly, Lu Lianrong opened his eyes, and when he went out, he was naturally alert, and at this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, although it was very light, but it still woke him up. But he didn't make a rash move, just got up lightly and took his sword in his hand.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, followed by a knock on the door. "Knock, knock", this knock has a certain pattern, and it rings three times in a row.

Hearing this knock on the door, Lu Lianrong, who was originally vigilant, suddenly put his mind at ease, got up and opened the door.

Outside the door was a man in a black power suit, his face covered with a black cloth, and his face could not be seen clearly. But Lu Lianrong knew who he was.

This person was originally a guest elder of the outer gate of the Hengshan faction, and his martial arts had reached the late second-rate stage. Although he was in the Hengshan faction, he misbehaved, and three years ago, when he was doing evil, he was bumped into by the head of the sect and almost died under the sword of Mo. It was only because he had practiced closed qigong that he faked his death and concealed it, but later when he was healing, he was bumped into by Lu Lianrong. It's just that Lu Lianrong found that he hated him very much, but he moved his heart to save him, and then he has been hiding in the shadows, responsible for helping Lu Lianrong do some shady things.

Seeing Lu Lianrong open the door, he whispered, "Mr. Lu, our people have already laid an ambush in front, when will it start?"

"It's tomorrow night." Lu Lianrong had a smile on his face.

"Okay." The visitor didn't say much, turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the night.

Lu Lianrong returned to the room and lay down again, but he only felt extremely excited, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and he didn't fall asleep again until the fifth watch had passed.

It's just that if he knew that after going around outside, he came to Mr. Mo's room again, I'm afraid he wouldn't be happy.

"How's it going?" Mo Da, who had been waiting in his room, saw the visitor and asked.

"Qi Yu is in charge, Lu Lianrong said that the time is tomorrow night's third watch." The person who came respectfully said that there was no great hatred at all.

In fact, this person was a member of the dead soldiers secretly cultivated by the Hengshan faction. The Hengshan Sect's cultivation of dead soldiers began when the master of Mo Da was the head, that is, not long after the Wuyue Sword Sect formed an alliance. The number of these dead soldiers is not large, never more than ten, but because they have been trained since childhood, they are at least second-rate and mid-stage masters, and they are loyal to the Hengshan faction, as long as they explain everything, they will never say anything. This group of dead men has always been in the hands of the heads of the previous dynasties, and no one else in the Hengshan faction knew about their existence, and Mo Da only knew about it after he took over as the head of the sect.

"Okay, you go back immediately and inform your uncle and get ready." Mo Da gave the order.

"Yes."

"Senior Brother Lu, since you betrayed your master, then don't blame your senior brother for being ruthless." The visitor had left, and Mo Da sat alone in the room, muttering to himself.

The next night, the Hengshan faction, who had been on the road for another day, sent everyone to rest in an inn.

Suddenly, there was a long laugh outside the door, and Lu Lianrong, who had been waiting in the room, picked up the sword, grabbed the table in the room, and threw it out by directly smashing the door, and then rushed out of the door with the long sword in his hand. When he went out, Mo Da, who was not far from his room, also rushed out.

When the two of them rushed out, they saw that the inn was quiet and there was no light at all, but the street outside the store was bright at this time, and there seemed to be many people holding torches. The doors of the rooms where the disciples of Hengshan lived were all opened, but there was no one inside.

At this time, someone spoke, "Mo Da, Lu Lianrong, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect are all here with me, if you want to return to them, come out and fight with me!" The person who spoke was not in front of him, but the voice was very clear and reached the ears of Mo Da and Lu Lianrong, and it was not big or small, it was very clear. Obviously, this person's internal strength is deep and extraordinary.

Mo Da and Lu Lianrong glanced at each other, and at the same time, they took up their light skills, jumped on the roof, and looked out. I saw that on the street outside the inn, there were forty or fifty people standing in several lines, most of them were torches in one hand and blades in the other, and only a tall middle-aged man in white was just standing with a sword in both hands. Behind these people, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect all fell to the ground unconscious, but they were not harmed yet.

Mo Da and Lu Lianrong jumped off the roof together, and Mo Da asked in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency?" Why do you want to be embarrassed by my Hengshan faction? ”

Lu Lianrong, who was behind him, suddenly changed his complexion: "Senior brother, this person is Dongfang Xiaohan of the Huashan Sect!" ”

"What?!" Mo Da's body shook.

"Huashan faction?" The young man in white smiled contemptuously, "Tell them, who am I?" ”

"The Young Sect Master of the Sun Moon God Sect is here, and I haven't seen it yet!" Forty or fifty people behind him shouted together.

"Your Excellency is really the Young Sect Master of the Sun and Moon God Sect?" Mo Da said, "Then Your Excellency joined my Wuyue Sword Sect to find a flaw and wipe out my Wuyue Sword Sect?" ”

"Let's not gossip." The middle-aged man in white shouted, "Today I will come to learn about your Hengshan faction's "Returning Wind and Falling Goose Sword", I hope Mr. Mo Da will not let me down!" ”

Without waiting for Mo Da to reply, the middle-aged man in white had already drawn his sword and rushed up, so Mo Da had no choice but to swing his sword to meet him.

The two fought less than five moves, and the battle was already white-hot.

The swordsmanship of the Hengshan faction has always been known for its "illusion and trickery", the sword moves are strange and unpredictable, always coming from the unpredictable, to the unpredictable, making people unguardable, and the virtual and real, the virtual move can be instantly turned into a real move, and the real move can also suddenly become a false move. Among the three major stunts of the Hengshan faction, "Thirteen Styles of Hengshan Clouds and Mist" has its "illusion", "Huifeng Luoyan Sword" has its "trick", and "Hengshan Five Divine Swords" has both "illusion and trick".

As the head of the house, Mo Da knows all kinds of swordsmanship of the Hengshan faction, "Returning to the Wind and Falling Goose Sword", "Hundred Variations and Thousands of Illusions Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles" and the basic swordsmanship of the Hengshan faction "Phantom Sword Style" are all used casually, the sword moves change, like a ghost, the move is extremely fast, or like a dream, and the back is endless, a thin sword is like a spiritual snake, trembling endlessly, the opponent is under the sword, it is like being targeted by a poisonous snake, creepy.

The sword law of the middle-aged man in white is indeed the "Huashan Sword Technique". The style of "Huashan Swordsmanship" is "strange and dangerous", which is originally similar to the style of "Hengshan Swordsmanship", and it is the opponent under the competition. It's just that for some reason, the middle-aged man in white seems to be very familiar with the "Hengshan Sword Technique", and often the other party already knows the next move before the big sword move changes are completed, so that Mo Da can't exert the power of the sword technique at all. Therefore, the battle lasted for a long time, and although Moda had the upper hand, it was difficult to win.

"Senior brother, I'll help you!" Lu Lianrong's voice came from behind Mo Da, but Mo Da's face suddenly changed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly accelerated, forcing the white-clothed middle-aged man back, and then suddenly retreated a few steps to the left side. As soon as he pushed away, Lu Lianrong's sword slashed past where he had just stood.

"Senior brother, what do you want!"

"Senior brother, you've already guessed it, so why do you knowingly ask?" Lu Lianrong laughed and rushed with a sword, and the middle-aged man in white immediately greeted him.

Under the attack of the two, Mo Da immediately fell into the disadvantage, although he could still support it, but if it continued like this, it would be a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Senior brother, don't worry, in the future, Hengshan will send me back to take care of it for you!" Lu Lianrong laughed and drew his sword.

"Senior brother, you are happy too early." Mo Da sneered.

Lu Lianrong didn't care about Mo Da's words, but at this moment, a sentence suddenly came from beside him: "That's right, you are indeed happy too early!" This is said by the middle-aged man in white.

Lu Lianrong's face changed, and he suddenly found that the voice of the middle-aged man in white was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but it was not this voice when the middle-aged man in white spoke before.

Before Lu Lianrong could figure it out, the scene changed dramatically. The long sword in the hand of the middle-aged man in white suddenly stabbed back, stabbing straight into Lu Lianrong's chest. Lu Lianrong was shocked and swung his sword to resist, but the middle-aged body in white suddenly rushed out diagonally forward, and the angle of the sword suddenly turned, just bypassing Lu Lianrong's sword, leaving a deep wound on Lu Lianrong's shoulder!

"Thirteen types of clouds and mist in Hengshan Mountain? Who are you?! Lu Lianrong exclaimed. The middle-aged trick in white is clearly a trick in "Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mists in Hengshan Mountain". Although he had already handed over the main moves of the Hengshan faction's swordsmanship to the other party, without the unique way of moving the Hengshan Internal Gong "Zhenyue Jue", he would not be able to practice the Hengshan swordsmanship at all with these moves.

No one answered his words, the middle-aged man in white and Mo Da launched a fierce attack at the same time, the two long swords were erratic, and they cooperated tacitly, like two poisonous snakes, frantically biting Lu Lianrong. No matter how Lu Lianrong flickered and moved, he could never get out of the shroud of the sword circle. And with the sword light everywhere, the blood on Lu Lianrong's body splashed everywhere, and it didn't take long to dye the clothes on his body a large patch of red, and the blood under his feet almost became a small puddle of blood.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in white and Mo Da withdrew their swords at the same time and retreated, and at the same time, Lu Lianrong let out a miserable cry, his body fell backwards, and then fell to the ground, never getting up again.

Mo Da glanced at the middle-aged man in white and nodded. The middle-aged man in white hugged his sword and saluted him, and then left. More than 30 people with torches in the street also left.

At this time, two more people among the unconscious Hengshan disciples suddenly stood up, pulled out the long sword in their hands, and stabbed at more than a dozen of the other unconscious people, directly piercing their hearts. After confirming that these people were dead, the two came to Mo Da and bowed down.

Mo Da picked up the long sword, and suddenly stabbed a deep sword in his left forearm, almost piercing his own arm, and blood flowed down his left arm.

Mo Da didn't care, threw down the long sword, and while bandaging his wounds, he said: "It is rumored that Jianghu, my Hengshan faction was attacked, and I was seriously injured, and Senior Brother Lu and more than a dozen disciples under his sect were killed in battle. Now my Hengshan faction wants to go back to Hunan to recuperate. The attacker was Dongfang Xiaohan of the Huashan faction. ”

"Yes, sir!" The two of them saluted and left.