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The grass is wild, and the stars and moon are low. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

A tall old man in white walked hurriedly on the field, with wide sleeves of his robe rolled up in the wind, quite a bit of the demeanor of a fairy.

Behind them, dozens of people were like wolves on the grassland, falling in the distance, and from time to time people came from all directions to join them.

The old man in white walked through a pine forest, and when he reached a field, the figure behind him was already faintly three or four hundred people.

"Guts rats, if I don't care about playing with you usually, now I don't have that kung fu."

The old man in white snorted and continued to walk without paying attention, but saw that on the side of the road in front of him, there was a pavilion, which was for passing travelers to rest, and in the pavilion, there was a young man in his early twenties, wearing the black clothes of a disciple of the Sun and Moon Sect, and wearing a yellow belt representing the identity of an elder around his waist.

On the stone case, there was a pot of wine, three side dishes, two pairs of cups and chopsticks, and when he saw the arrival of the old man in white, he got up and greeted him: "The right envoy has been running and working hard all night for the matter of the holy aunt. ”

This old man in white is the right envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect to ask the sky. After Yingying was captured a few days ago, he had a very argument with Yang Lianting, and in a fit of anger, he went down to the Black Wood Cliff. And this time, all the elders in the sect turned a blind eye to his private descent from the cliff this time, verbally saying that he had violated the canons this time, but in fact, they released water one after another to ask him for sin.

In the original work, there was no explanation of the location of Xiang Wentian's debut, only that in Henan, it should not be very far from Shaolin. Therefore, although the Haoran team was paying attention to Xiang Wentian's news, they also knew about his whereabouts, and they just laid out a search net. But the Phantom Domain Team is different, with the prestige of the reverence level and the identity of the elder, the news network of the Divine Sect, Meng Yuan can call it at will. Therefore, Meng Yuan knew Xiang Wentian's whereabouts, and it was not surprising that he appeared in this place.

"Menghe, the one who saved Lao Qu?" Xiang Wentian walked into the pavilion, sat down opposite Mengyuan and said, "Although you are Jia Huang's subordinate, for the sake of Lao Qu's face, Xiang Mou will have a drink with you." ”

He grabbed the flask, filled himself with a glass, took a sip and said, "Good wine." He took another chopstick dish, tasted it, and said, "Good dish", and then ate and drank unceremoniously.

Meng Yuan laughed, this Xiang Wentian's temper was somewhat similar to Bai Qi, and he didn't say much immediately, so he and Xiang Wentian pushed the cup and changed the glass, and drank so well.

After a while, the pavilion was tightly surrounded by hundreds of people, but the two people inside were full of interest, just as the people outside were mud tires and wood sculptures.

"We were lucky today, we thought we had bumpered into a big fish, but we didn't expect there to be another one here." A high-crowned Taoist priest.

"Wu Na boy, and Xiang Old Man, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and your candied wine is almost drunk, hurry up and get out, you will send you on your way." A big man said in a rough voice.

Mengyuan raised his eyes and looked, this moment of effort, there were hundreds of people outside, among which there were many people from the Wuyue Sword Sect, especially in Hengshan, there were many people in Taishan, there were only a few people in Songshan and Hengshan, and there was no one in Huashan, most of them Mengyuan didn't recognize, only knew Songshan Dayin and Yang Hand Lehou, and two or three Songshan disciples who were somewhat familiar.

"In the middle of the night, the big guy came to drink the northwest wind outside, and Meng was quite flattered. It's a pity that this pavilion can only accommodate two people, Brother Xiang and Dream Someone, and we are different from each other, so Dream will not invite you to drink. Now that the night is dark, why don't the big guys disperse and go back to their places, so as not to hurt the harmony? ”

Meng Yuan's voice was soft, as if he was thanking his friend who had come to visit him, but his words were full of nails and thorns. Everyone saw that he and Xiang Wentian were old and young, drinking and eating, and everyone was shivering from the cold outside.

Xiang Wentian looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and for a while he felt a little impenetrable, his understanding of Meng Yuan was limited to the fact that he was a master of incense under Jia Bu of Qinglong Hall, and he had saved the lives of Qu Yang's ancestors and grandchildren, although according to Qu Yang, Meng Yuan was resourceful, and his martial arts were weird and strong, but he had never seen it.

He didn't understand why Jia Bu, who had always been loyal to the undefeated East, would let this new deputy hall master wait for him here, he was deep in the city, he just wanted to wait and see what happened, and these characters outside should be a good test stone.

"Elder Meng, there are a lot of people out there, do you need any blades?" Seeing that Mengyuan was empty-handed, he asked Wentian.

"Meng used to be good at using knives, but every time he used to do it with someone, he made a river of blood, and now his temperament is a little more restrained, and he only uses his hands."

Xiang Wentian laughed and said: "Could it be that Brother Chengmeng is also like those bald donkeys said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground?" ”

Meng Yuan sighed and said, "A person like me, even if he puts down the sword, he still can't become a Buddha." ”

"But why?" Xiang Wentian asked curiously.

Meng Yuan smiled and looked out of the pavilion.

"Why bother talking to this demon sect demon, we will rush up and hack the old man and this little devil to death." A man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks said.

"Yes, you don't need to talk about any martial arts rules with these demon demons, big guys." Beside him, a Taoist of the Taishan faction.

Before the two of them could finish speaking, they saw a figure flash in the pavilion, and the young man flew towards them like an arrow.

In an instant, the sword light and sword shadow, the silver light was dazzling, and dozens of blades beckoned to Meng Yuan together, almost drowning him, only to see Meng Yuan's palms in the air to control downward, shooting out a strong wind, and his body was like a big crane dancing in the air, soaring.

Meng Yuan let out a crane cry from his mouth, turned over in the air, and his unfolded body was in a large shape, bringing up a cloud of wind, and pressed down unceremoniously.

"Bang"

Flesh and blood are flying, and dust is flying. A pit more than a foot deep appeared in the area, and in it lay two fleshy corpses, which were the two people who had spoken earlier.

In the confusion, a figure rose to its feet, flipped two or three times in the air, stepped on the heads and shoulders of several people, and then flew back into the pavilion with one arm and like a big bird gliding by.

"Brother Dream is so light, he should be a big deal." Xiang Wentian poured the remaining wine in the pot into the cup, drank it all in one go, and said: "Now that Lao Tzu is full of wine and food, it's time for the event to be active, you who want Lao Tzu's life, just let the horse come." ”

Meng Yuan saw that Xiang Wentian was arrogant, and immediately smiled: "Brother Xiang is so interested, Meng Mou also has some itchy hands these days, so together with my brother, I will have a happy fight today." ”

An old man among the crowd got up from the side of the two corpses, and said with a blushing face: "What a devil, he is so ruthless. ”

Meng Yuan looked at his clothes, he should be a high-ranking figure in the Taishan faction, but he has never been a good person, and sneered at the moment: "As the saying goes, there is no good mouth to scold each other, and there is no good hand to fight each other, you hundreds of people besiege and kill the two of us late at night, and you still want my subordinates to show mercy?" ”

The Dao man was furious, stepped forward and stabbed Meng Yuan in the chest, the sword light flickered, and the long sword made a buzzing sound, and this sword alone covered his chest "Jizhong", "Shenzang", "Spirit Ruins", "Shenfeng", "Corridor", "Pylorus", "Tonggu" Seven big holes, no matter where he flashed, there was always a hole that would be stabbed by the tip of the sword. This sword is called "Seven Stars Falling into the Sky", which is the essence of the Taishan faction's swordsmanship. This move stabbed, the other party must be light and strong, immediately poured out of the Zhangxu, can be avoided, but also must recognize this move "seven stars fall into the sky", when his sword move is released, immediately do not hesitate to jump quickly, in order to avoid the sword tip through the chest, and after landing, must deal with the three moves that followed, these three moves are like a ruthless, chain birth, it is really difficult. He also saw that Meng Yuan was skilled, and he shot ruthlessly, so he used the first sword. Since the predecessors of the Taishan faction created this sword move, the first move with people has been used, but I am afraid that it has never been used before.

Meng Yuan was angry and funny, and said in his heart that you stinky Taoist still thought I was ruthless, and you were not more polite than me.

He didn't bother to deal with it like Ling Hu Chong in the original book, but clasped his hands around his chest, waiting for this person to enter the move, this move is divided into two sections, the first section is void, covering the seven key points, the second section is real, choose one of the seven key points, but because of this, at the junction of the two sections, there is a short pause. Just as this person's move turned from virtual to real, Meng Yuan's hands suddenly turned up, the second finger of his right hand was accurately clamped on the blade of the sword, and his left hand held the wrist of the opponent holding the sword.

The man saw the playful gaze flashing in Meng Yuan's eyes, and before he could react, he felt an unbearable move on his lower abdomen, but he was hit by Meng Yuan's knee.

Although this knee did not use internal force, the strength was really unclear, and it knocked the old way into the air like a shrimp, Meng Yuan turned him over, raised his leg and kicked it, and let go of his left hand at the same time.

With a "bang", this old man was like a leather ball, and was directly kicked high by Meng Yuan's somewhat mischievous kick, flipped a few times in the air, and fell into the crowd.

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