The Pig Emperor came out with the shouting, and his big hand was one, and he grabbed Qin Shuang's shoulder without saying a word.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Nie Feng, who had been staring at the movements of the Pig Emperor, let out a low cry after seeing the Pig Emperor's move, and the folding fan that he was originally holding in his hand immediately turned into a weapon and hit the back of the Pig Emperor's hand.

"Good boy, you still want to do it with my old pig!"

With Nie Feng's move, the Pig Emperor retracted his hand suddenly, poked the big knife to the ground, and grabbed Nie Feng and Qin Shuang with both hands respectively.

"Frost Fist Wind God Legs"

Nie Feng and Qin Shuang glanced at each other, and used their respective stunts, attacking the Pig Emperor from left to right.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, the Pig Emperor's right hand blocked Qin Shuang's fist, while his left hand tightly grasped Nie Feng's calf.

"Hehe, Shibei should be impressed for three days, and my old pig is no longer what it used to be!" The Pig Emperor smiled proudly, and then flipped between his hands and threw Nie Feng and Qin Shuang out of the bun shop.

As the three of them fought, the diners in the bun shop scattered in all directions. And with the exclamations of the diners, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang, who were thrown out by the Pig Emperor, also stepped forward in unison, blocked the door, and stared at the Pig Emperor tightly.

"Why, you still want to fight me!" The pig emperor's fat body sat on the bench, patted his big belly, and smiled; "Come on, I'll just sit here, and if you can get me up, you will win!"

"Uncle Pig Emperor, can you beat them?" Looking at the pig emperor sitting on the bench eating steamed buns, Second Dream asked with some concern.

"Yes, my two senior brothers are amazing, they are among the best masters in the world!" Listening to the words of the second dream, Kong Ci also nodded again and again.

"My name is the Third Pig Emperor, and in my life, except for the first old ghost and your father's Second Sword Emperor, there is no one I can't beat! The two of them haven't practiced martial arts yet, how can they be my opponents! ”

The Pig Emperor shook his head as he spoke, looking cynical.

"Senior brother, let's go together" After listening to the words of the Pig Emperor, Nie Feng glanced at Qin Shuang beside him, and then the two nodded together and quickly rushed towards the Pig Emperor.

"Frost from the Sky"

Qin Shuang let out a low snort, crossed his fists on his chest, and then leaned out and rushed towards the Pig Emperor.

Qin Shuang's fists exuded bursts of cold air, leaving frozen footprints on the ground all the way, and the leftover buns and warm tea from the guests on the tables on both sides also formed thin ice in just a moment.

"Tempest and Wind"

Seeing that the senior brother used a stunt, Nie Feng also stepped on the ground, and his body followed the wind, kicking towards the pig emperor like raindrops.

"Such a good martial arts, how can you practice the same as the girls in your hands!"

With the vision brought up by Nie Feng and the others, the pig emperor's eyes were one, and his two fat hands quickly met Nie Feng, who was the first to come.

The two kept fighting, the Pig Emperor sat on the stool, and Nie Feng was erratic, flying up and kicking towards the Pig Emperor at every opportunity.

The pig emperor looks five big and three thick, looking stupid and stupid. But as soon as he fought Nie Feng, he found that the speed of the Pig Emperor was also amazingly fast, even compared to himself.

The two fought quickly, and when Qin Shuang arrived, the two had fought dozens of rounds, to say the least.

"Go back!" The Pig Emperor punched out, hitting the center of Nie Feng's kick.

And after Nie Feng received this blow, his body also retreated sharply, and he retreated seven or eight steps on the ground before stopping.

After stopping, Nie Feng just wanted to rush forward, but a burst of pain came from his calf, so that Nie Feng couldn't help but kneel on one knee.

"You've got a wound on your leg!" Looking at Nie Feng's appearance, the Pig Emperor, who was fighting with Qin Shuang, frowned, because his punch just now was mainly used to repel Nie Feng, and Nie Feng shouldn't have knelt on the ground with a painful look at all.

Before Nie Feng could reply, Qin Shuang looked at the Pig Emperor who was fighting with him and looking at Nie Feng with a dark angry face, and his heart was even more competitive, and the fist in his hand rushed forward again and again.

"The younger generation met a master today, and the result was because he was competitive for a while, and the result"

"What do the people you meet look like?" Listening to Nie Feng's words, the Pig Emperor forced Qin Shuang back with a punch and stood up from the stool.

"Uncle Pig Emperor, you lost!"

Looking at the pig emperor who stood up from the stool, the second dream cheered and took Kong Ci's hand and said with a jump.

"Dead girl, it's important to find your uncle!" The Pig Emperor shook his head, then sat back on his stool and asked; "What does that tall man you met look like, and where did you meet him?"

"This" Nie Feng glanced at Qin Shuang and the Mud Bodhisattva on the side, and then thought back to Qin Hui's appearance, and whispered; "The hair is long, the martial arts are unfathomable, and there seems to be something on the door of the head!"

"Is it a red yin and yang pattern?" The Pig Emperor had a smile on his face and hurriedly asked.

"Looks like so, I heard that he was going to the Great Snow Mountain!" Nie Feng was a little unsure, because Qin Hui was wearing a hat, and he didn't see what it was.

"It's all effortless, Dream, let's go, don't play with them!" The pig emperor took a few buns on the table in his hand, then carried the big knife on his shoulder, and left with the second dream that was a little unhappy, leaving only the three Qin Shuang who were at a loss.

"When did there be so many masters on the rivers and lakes!" After waiting for half a sound, Qin Shuang, who came back to his senses, asked Nie Feng with doubts.

Nie Feng shook his head slightly, in his opinion, his martial arts should be very high, but today, the successive facts told him that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well.

"Young man, the masters in the rivers and lakes are like carp crossing the river, you still have a long way to go! But compared to most people, your road ahead will not be smooth! ”

The mud bodhisattva shook his head, holding his little granddaughter in his arms, and looked up at the sky

It is a place surrounded by clear water, surrounded by lush green forests on both sides, and an extraordinary building is located between the green mountains and green waters.

Wushuang City, in front of the gate is a stone stele, behind the stele six or seven meters high on the city wall, many soldiers dressed in strong and stubborn soldiers, standing majestically on it. And unlike in the past, today's Wushuang City has a little more festive meaning under the strictness of weekdays.

Because today is the day of great joy in Wushuang City, it is the 60th birthday of the city lord Dugufang.

The 60th birthday of the lone party is a three-day celebration in the city. Countless girls took to the streets, singing and dancing to celebrate Dugu's birthday, making this town that belongs to Dugu's family more prosperous than before.

"Iron Sword Gate wishes the old man Dugu a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longevity than Nanshan"

"The talons wish the old man all the best every day"

"The Mirror Water Sect wishes the Dugu City Lord all his wishes come true"

Countless representatives of various small sects stepped forward one after another, carrying the gifts prepared by their respective divisions, and entered the Wushuang City in groups of three or five. The disciples who were led from both sides were brought to different seats according to their status.

"Today, the old man has a big birthday, thanks to the friends on the rivers and lakes, who came all the way to congratulate the old man. I won't say more, come, all dry this bowl of wine! ”

On a high platform built in the city, a middle-aged man in a white brocade dress sat on the first place, smiling and entertaining the guests who came and went, raising the big bowl in his hand from time to time, and a bowl of wine was in his stomach.

"Duguchengism is dry, and there are 3,000 diners. It seems that every beautiful thing in this mortal world really belongs to the city lord! But since the young master Duguming has set up a three-day rich banquet for you today, why didn't we all see the young master Duguming present? ”

As everyone toasted each other, a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman was dressed as a businessman couldn't help but ask strangely to Dugu Fang.

"Hahahaha, this stupid boy said that he wanted to find a mud bodhisattva to celebrate my 60th birthday. You say that those of us who go through the rivers and lakes, how can anyone believe those things that gods and gods talk about! ”

Dugu Fang laughed, although he said that Dugu Ming was messing around, but his face was smiling, obviously happy that his son could be so sensible.

With the rise of the lonely's love, the people underground are also pushing the cup and changing the lamp very lively, roasting the whole sheep one by one, and the suckling pig being quickly served by the maids, which is in response to the old saying that people in the rivers and lakes drink wine and eat meat in large pieces.

"Come here!"

When everyone was really enjoying themselves, Dugu Fang suddenly put down the wine bowl in his hand and beckoned to the disciples of Wushuang City beside him.

"What does the city lord command?"

The two disciples knelt on the ground and arched their hands with the weapons in their hands.

Dugu Fang looked left and right, and then asked in a low voice; "The people of the World Association, have you come to celebrate my birthday?"

"City Lord, not yet!" The two disciples replied in a deep voice.

"Hmph" Dugu Fang snorted coldly, grabbed the leg of mutton on the plate in front of him and bit it hard.

"Whoosh"

Just when the whole city of Wushuang was happy, many people in the city with hats gathered in one place.

"Hall Master, the investigation has been arranged, except for Dugu Ming, the son of Dugu Fang, who is not present, all the high-level officials of Wushuang City have already arrived."

The door of a small inn was closed, and a man in black sat at a table, and beside him were hundreds of men in black who bowed their heads and were silent.

"Ma Ying, have you found out the whereabouts of the Sword Master?" The man in black asked softly with his eyes closed.

"Hall Master Qiyu, the residents of Wushuang City are all rumored to be dead, and the high-level people who may know the details don't dare to do it for fear of startling the snake! However, there is definite news, the original Peerless Sword in the hands of the Sword Saint is now in the hands of the Dugu Party. The man called Ma Ying said quickly with a crescent-shaped weapon in his hand, and he was also one of the few masters in Feiyun Hall.

Bu Jingyun nodded, opened his eyes suddenly, and said; "Since the Juggernaut is here, then we have nothing to scruple about. Everyone goes to rest, and the third watch in the evening will be done, and the Wushuang City must be leveled in one fell swoop, and the henchmen will be eliminated for the helper! ”

"Yes, hall master" all the black-clothed people shouted in unison, and walked towards the guest room in the restaurant without saying a word. And some who don't have a guest room are resting on the floor.

There was silence all around, and he didn't move, his eyes closed, listening to the commotion coming from outside.

At the time of the third watch, the sky had become dark, and because of the dark clouds tonight, it was even more difficult to see the scenery ten meters ahead.

"Hall Master, it's ready. Most of the masters of Wushuang City were drunk today, and they never dreamed that someone would come to Wushuang City to find trouble! ”

The "departure" step opened his eyes suddenly, and the two cold lights should be clear.

Bu Jingyun and the others traveled all the way, because of today's big wine banquet, many unpopular warriors slept on the streets, holding the wine altar unconscious.

"In a group of five, our target is the upper echelons of Wushuang City. As long as the high-level of Wushuang City dies, Wushuang City will no longer be a threat! ”

Bu said quickly, all the drunks who passed along the way were killed, and everyone was divided into different directions with a quick reaction, heading towards those high-rise rooms.

Step by step, he stepped heavily on the ground, and his purpose was that the peerless city lord was alone.

"Click"

With the sound of pushing the door, Bu Jingyun held a standard sword of the World Association and stood in front of his target, Dugu's bed.

"Who!"

The lonely party, who was snoring loudly, suddenly woke up when Bu Jingyun was standing at the head of his bed, and took the sword that was placed at the head of the bed.

It was a golden sword with a ring on its scabbard, and the whole sword looked full of atmosphere, and the word Musou was right on the hilt.

"Forgive the juniors for belated congratulations!" Bu Jingyun's eyes were on the Wushuang Sword, although he apologized in his words, but Bu Jingyun's face was cold, so that Dugu Fang, who was only wearing pajamas, touched his head strangely, and didn't know where the cool breeze came from.

"Oh, it's the Feiyun Hall Master of the World Society!" Dugu Fang then looked at the person in the night, and then put down the sword in his hand.

"Why did you arrive so late, today's banquet is all gone!" Dugu Fang put the sword aside, complained and stood up, and walked towards the hanger on the side, not noticing the increasingly cold eyes of Bu Jingyun.

"Dugu City Lord, the family teacher has an order, if you want the younger generation to take back the Peerless Sword and your head!"

Looking at Dugu Fang, who turned around, Bu Jingyun said in a deep voice, and then pulled out the sword in his hand with a brush.

"What did you say, Master of the Courtyard? Uh"

"Hall Master, it's been dealt with!" As Bu Jingyun walked out, many black-clothed people stood beside him with blood-stained swords in their hands.

"Stampede"

Just as Bu Jingyun nodded secretly, a man with a knife wound in the chest suddenly ran out of the path on the side.

"I didn't expect you people in the world to be so despicable, we have no shuang city"

Looking at the person who appeared, he frowned, and then his hand shook violently, shattering the wine jar beside him. A ball of wine flew out of the shattered wine jar, and Bu Jingyun sucked the ball of wine in his hand, and without saying a word, he used it as a hidden weapon and shot it out.

The wine turned into a flying sword and flashed, cutting off the head of the man who had escaped by luck.

"Ahh

As the man's headless body fell to the ground, a sudden scream came from under the table. It turned out to be the man's head that rolled under the table, causing a child hiding under the table to cry out.

"Hall Master, there is still a living mouth!"

Looking at the child who hurriedly covered his mouth, Ma Ying took two steps forward and dragged the child out from under the table.

The child who was caught in the hands of Ma Ying kept crying, and looking at the child in front of him, Bu Jingyun remembered the night ten years ago and remembered his Bujiazhuang.

And unlike this child, he didn't shed tears that night.

"Hall Master, this kid knows that we are from the Tianxia Society, are we?" Ma Ying said, stretching out a hand and gesturing it around his neck.

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you are also an old man, do you want me to teach you how to do it!" Bu Jingyun's face remained unchanged, and after saying this, he strode out.

"Kill"

Early the next morning, Dugu Ming, who rushed back, only saw the white cloth hanging all over the city and the sadness on everyone's faces.

"How can this be, how can Wushuang City be like this, what about my father? Where's my Daddy? ”

"Young City Lord, you can come back. Our Wushuang City has been attacked by gangsters, and the old city lord and several masters have already gone! Looking at Dugu Ming who entered the city, an old man dressed as a housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Dugu Ming's hand and cried.

"Why, why is this happening! Isn't my Peerless City in full swing! Why is this happening! Dugu Ming knelt on the ground with a numb expression, and looked at the corpses on the ground that had not yet had time to be disposed of.

"Wushuang City is in full swing, and those who can do this can not think of anyone else except the poor monks in the world!"

Just when Dugu Ming was crying, Shi Wuzun walked up gently, held Dugu Ming's arm and helped him up.

"Let's mourn, the main reason for the old city is to see that you have such filial piety, and you can feel at ease if you want to come to Jiuquan!"

"Master!"

Looking at Shi Wuzun in front of him, Dugu Ming suddenly knelt on the ground again, and begged again and again: "Master, you are a Shaolin monk, you can help me, and beg Shaolin to administer justice for me!" My Wushuang City has been keeping the peace for hundreds of years, and I ask Shaolin to administer justice for us! ”

Dugu Ming kowtowed again and again, and every time his head hit the ground heavily, his face became full of blood after a while.

Looking at Dugu Ming's appearance, Shi Wuzun smiled bitterly again and again, and asked rhetorically; "Amitabha, donor, the poor monk is willing to go to the world with you even if he gives up this stinky skin. But my Shaolin is now in the twilight of the West Mountain, what justice can I do Shaolin preside! ”

"This" Dugu Ming was stunned and couldn't help but sit on the ground.

Yes, now Shaolin's momentum is not as good as his own Wushuang City, and the prestige of the past has long been gone.

"No, my uncle is still here, and my uncle has already practiced sword twenty-three. He wouldn't sit idly by. With my uncle here, what Shaolin is used to administer justice! ”

Grief-stricken because he couldn't take revenge, Dugu Ming was suddenly stunned, and a grass house outside Wushuang City that was regarded as a forbidden place sounded, and the weight of the word Sword Saint.