The blood mist spread all over the ground, but it was a white-clothed swordsman dressed spotlessly, and he had already stood at the door at some point, this person was very strange, he was holding a very simple long sword in his hand, and then put it to his mouth, and with a gentle blow, a drop of blood flew out of the blood groove and fell to the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man in the foreign land let out a loud scream, and with a volley of his left and right hands, he rolled towards the other party's body. At that time, with his kung fu, just so that he couldn't react, he let people kill himself in front of his eyes. But Xie Guhong defeated his proud kung fu with a snap of his fingers, and when he saw his apprentice being killed, he couldn't help but be angry and brazenly attacked.

As the drop of blood fell to the ground, the sword of the white-clothed swordsman could no longer be seen clearly, because in people's eyes, it was not a sword at all, but a sword light.

This sword light exuded an air of resoluteness without hesitation, and instantly pierced the sleeve of the foreign old man's robe, just to see that the hole that was broken by Xie Guhong's finger stabbed with a sound, and it directly cracked widely. The old man in the foreign land burst out again, and staggered more than ten palms with his palms to his chest, and then stopped.

Simon blew snow, and it was not snow that blew it, but blood. The sword has no regrets, and it is not light, but as long as the sword is released, it will inevitably carry endless killing intent, and it will not stop until the goal is achieved, unless the sword is broken.

The exotic old man's eyes were no longer angry, but he didn't look at it, he had been pierced by a sword, and he just stared at Ximen Fuxue, and the sword in his hand, after a while, his face became proud, and after a while, he actually laughed.

He came from Nepal, and was born noble, before the age of thirty-five, he was already very famous in the local martial arts, at the age of forty, because of his talent, he worshiped the poor disciple of the Nepalese national teacher Jingli, as a closed disciple, inheriting his mantle. And learned the three unique skills of Jing Liqiao, the Iron Sleeve Gong, the Snow Peak Cover Peak Gong, and the Floating Fire Palm, which was in the limelight in Nepal for a while.

Only Xie Guhong sat there and fought with him, he knew that he was invincible, but then entered the tavern of the white-clothed swordsman, and he was the enemy, although he also pierced the sleeves of his robe, but he confirmed that it was because of his rare distraction, the other party took advantage of the weakness, and then he shipped out of the palm power, the other party's sword, also not an inch in, thinking of this, he said: "I heard that the Central Plains Jianghu heroes, all are the dragons and phoenixes among the people, but they don't want to be in vain, the battle of the wheels, I have never been taught in Nepal, I don't want to, to the **** country, But I met it, wonderful, wonderful! ”

As soon as he said this, he was already extremely ruthless Ximen Blowing Snow, but it was not easy to start, but he looked up and down at the exotic old man in front of him, and said: "I didn't leave a living mouth under my sword, but it doesn't hurt to let you live a few more days." As he spoke, the sword in his hand had fallen into the scabbard at some point. walked directly past the exotic old man and came to Xie Guhong's table.

The old man in the foreign land, when Simon Blowing Snow passed by his side, wanted to make a move to kill him in the palm of his hand. But when he did it just now, he knew that Ximen Blowing Snow's martial arts were never inferior to his own, and there was an unfathomable Xie Guhong with high martial arts behind him. Therefore, in a flash of thought, he gave up this idea, waved directly to the back, and walked out of the tavern.

His black and bright apprentice glanced at the corpse of the junior disciple who was divided into two parts, grabbed the corpse's belt with his left hand, and held the hair of the head in his right hand, and walked outside.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door, a sound flashed in the corner of their eyes, nailed to the door frame, and the exotic old man turned his head to look, but a chopstick was inserted on the left side of the door frame. I only heard a golden voice behind me: "You can't leave today." ”

Just now he promised those people in the dart game, saying that he would not let these foreign people chase after him, and now if the master and apprentice are gone, they will definitely be able to catch up, and with this foreign old man alone, those dart masters and executioners will be invincible. That's why I spoke out.

The old man from the foreign land, with a cold snort in his mouth, turned around and said, "What do you mean, Your Excellency? ”

Xie Guhong pointed to a table in the corner of the wall and said, "You need to stay here for twelve hours before you can leave." ”

The old man in the foreign land snorted coldly again, but did not speak, and looked at Xie Guhong fixedly for a long time, and then walked to the table with an angry face, sat down, called the frightened Xiao Er who was huddled aside, ordered to eat and drink, and waited silently.

Xie Guhong didn't care about him anymore, and when he saw Ximen Fuxue coming over, he sat on one side, and couldn't help asking, "Why is Brother Ximen here?" ”

After Ximen Fuxue sat down, he said, "I was going to the capital before, but when I got here, I found something extraordinary, so I delayed it. ”

Gongsun Lan was the most curious and said, "What is it?" ”

Hua Manlou said on the side: "As soon as Brother Simon came in, he killed a person from Nepal, presumably it was also about Nepal?" ”

Simon Fuxue nodded and said, "Yes." He looked at Xie Guhong and said, "And I suspect that this has a lot to do with the disappearance of Dugu Yihe." ”

Xie Guhong said: "Oh? How? ”

Simon blows the snow and says, "I just feel it." ”

Xie Guhong said: "What did Brother Ximen find? ”

Simon blows snow and says, "Devil grass." ”

As soon as the three words of devil grass were spoken, Gongsun Lan and Hua Manlou's faces couldn't help but change. Because the devil grass is also called the ghost corn flower and the hell flower in the locals. This thing is a product of foreign countries in the south, but some foreign people have bad intentions, and after discovering that this kind of flower and plant can make people crazy infatuated, and crazy like a demon possessed, the six relatives do not recognize it, as long as they give some of these hell flowers, anything, even if it is to kill their own family, and other conditions, the person who takes the hell flower can agree without hesitation.

Ximen Fuxue said: "I accidentally saw a man here, this man is an ordinary person at a glance, not a martial arts person, when I saw him, this man was full of tears, knocked over all the passers-by in front of him, knelt in front of two Nepalese people, and then took him to a small alley next to him. I followed, and saw that they had given the man this thing. As he spoke, Simon Fuxue took something out of his bosom.

A few people saw that there was a swarthy thing in his hand, like a plaster, but in the irregular shape of a pebble. Xie Guhong stretched out his hand and gently pinched a piece down, then put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said, "It's a smoke paste made of hell flowers." (To be continued.) )