The two sides fought each other, and the situation of the battle changed sharply again. The cloth stick is still taking the fierce road. The big opening and closing, the whirring wind sound is stimulated between the whirling and flying dances, like wind and thunder at the same time. If a stick is hit in the ground, even the hardest blue-striped stone will be smashed into a pit. The snake rope whip is smart and weird, and it is elusive. Breaking through the sky is so agitated that it can almost be said to be silent. Sometimes it is clear that a whip is thrown out head-on, and in the middle of the move, the whip will suddenly turn, and it is impossible to prevent it.

But no matter how bizarre and weird Xiang Wentian's moves are, he will never be able to break the stick flower made of cloth sticks. To make matters worse, there was water on the sticks. When Chen Sheng swung his stick to attack, the splash on the stick splashed everywhere in all directions, and it was impossible to predict it at all. To dodge, it is naturally doubly difficult. Although the splash is not lethal, it is also faintly painful when it hits the skin. If you hit the eye, it's even worse. I had no choice but to narrow the attack range of the snake rope whip as much as possible, and turned attack to defense.

At this time, Xiang Wentian already knew that the other party's martial arts were high, and he was never below him. As long as there is a slight omission, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable. But he is the right envoy of the light of the rì moon sect, although he has been idle, but he doesn't know exactly what masters there are in the sect. There is absolutely no one among them who has a martial arts number, which is similar to this man in black who wants to kill him. But if it's not a person from the rì moon sect, who will it be? Could it be that he is a man of the right path? But in the righteous path, who has the same number of martial artists as the one in front of him?

Although Xiang Wentian seems to be cast idle and scattered, he has no real power. In essence, just as the [Boom and Fight] team had guessed before, secretly he still had his own shili, and his ears and eyes were quite well-informed. There are almost no big and small things that happen on the rivers and lakes that he doesn't know. In an instant, countless possible targets flashed in my mind, and they came and went like a marquee.

Suddenly, Xiang Wentian's eyes flashed, and he already thought about who the opponent in front of him would be. He gasped, then came back to his senses. True Power focused on the snake rope whip, shaking out three circles in succession. The cloth stick offensive was blocked. Xiang Wentian took the opportunity to retreat and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop! Are you Chen Sheng? ”

was suddenly called by the other party to reveal his name, and the warrior was also stunned. But he was in full swing, but he was not willing to stop there. was silent at the moment, shaking his arms and shaking his wrists. The cloth stick was straight, like a spear, and stabbed forward, intent on forcing Xiang Wentian to continue fighting. Xiang Wentian smiled, and simply withdrew the snake whip into his sleeve, carrying his hands behind his back, without dodging or dodging.

Between the lightning and the fire, Chen Sheng frowned, knowing that the other party had made up his mind and would not continue to fight with him. But each other was still fighting to the death just now, he actually dared to stop when he said stop, and he was not afraid of guessing wrong, he was actually not Chen Sheng, and then he really went down with a stick and stabbed him into a transparent hole? In an instant, the warrior's lips were slightly provoked, and he couldn't help but admire his courage in his heart. He pulled it with his backhand, took back the cloth stick, and shouted: "What a heavenly king, I am really not afraid of heaven and earth." ”

"But it's not as good as your Excellency. As a person in the righteous path, he dared to break into the Longtan tiger's den in Pingding Prefecture alone, and admired him. Xiang Wentian smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Such a bold sè, it is really worth a big deal." I have a pot of good wine in my house, do you dare to drink it? ”

Chen Sheng smiled: "Why don't you dare? Tianwang Lao Tzu toasted with his own hands, even if the wine was poisonous, Chen also drank it. ”

Xiang Wentian smiled again, walked back to the east wing, and pushed the door in. Chen Sheng followed closely. Crossing the threshold and looking around, I saw that this wing room was very elegantly furnished. There are a lot of paintings and calligraphy on the walls, and there are several rows of bookshelves, all of which are full of books. There is a wooden table and two chairs in the room. There was a scroll on the table, which was obviously Fan Kuanzhi's "Journey to the Mountains and Streams" of the Northern Song Dynasty brought by Boss Dong. As for Boss Dong himself...... The yellow water on the ground was the only trace he left.

As far as Chen Sheng could see, corresponding thoughts naturally appeared in his heart. Xiang Wentian looked at it in his eyes, but he didn't care much. He walked over to the bookshelf and removed a few of the books, revealing a hidden space in the back, but a white porcelain flask inside. Xiang Wentian picked up the wine jug and glass, came back and put it on the table, poured two glasses each, and said with a smile: "I'll do it first as a respect, please." "Raise your head and drink it all.

Chen Sheng was not afraid that Xiang Wentian would poison himself, so he also picked up the wine glass and drank it all with his head up. And the wine was so strong that it was cut like a knife, and it flowed into his belly like innumerable coals of fire. Chen Sheng didn't like this kind of spirit, but after three glasses of toasting to Wentian, he still drank three glasses in a row. Heavenly King Lao Tzu smiled and said, "Brother Qu Yang said, Brother Chen, you are a good man who values righteousness, and now it seems that it is really not bad." ”

Chen Shengjian raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Is there still any connection between Elder Qu Yang and Xiangyou Envoy?" ”

Xiang Wentian sighed and said, "Half a year ago, Brother Qu Yang once sent someone over and sent me a letter. The letter gave a detailed account of his stay in Hengyang City and said goodbye to me. Alas~ When he goes, there is one less hero in the Divine Cult. But the Qu Yang brothers can be at ease from then on, and they entertain themselves with the piano and flute for the rest of their lives, and finally get a good end. I should be happy for him. ”

After a pause, Xiang Wentian said again: "If it weren't for Brother Chen, you would have acted righteously, I'm afraid that it would be another ending." Brother Qu Yang and I have had a lifelong friendship, since you saved him, then Xiang Wentian also feels your kindness. Thank you. With both hands clenched into fists, he bent down and gave Chen Sheng a deep bow.

Chen Sheng was stunned. When Rì himself and Qu Yang had no dealings, they actually didn't have any dealings. However, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng were together, and he lived in Liu Zhengfeng's house for several days. In addition, he practices martial arts every morning, and he does not avoid outsiders watching. Therefore, others don't know the stunt of this cloth stick, but Liu Zhengfeng must know it. Liu Zhengfeng knew, and of course Qu Yang knew it too. Presumably, this Demon Sect Elder had mentioned it in the letter, so Xiang Wentian would be able to identify the number of his martial artists.

As Xiang Wentian said. If the Rì Booming Gange team is not there, then Qu Yang, Liu Zhengfeng, and all of them have been wiped out by the Songshan faction. Since he has this life-saving grace, Chen Sheng can definitely afford to ask the heavens.

At that moment, the warrior stood calmly and accepted the salute. He immediately took out the black wood order that Qu Yang handed over to him and put it on the table, and said, "It turns out that you already have a letter. I'm worried that I don't know how to explain it, but now it's easier. xiangyou envoy, this thing is in your teaching, so I'll give it back to you. ”

Xiang Wentian raised his hand and pressed it on the black wood order, slowly stroking the pattern, revealing a sense of emotion. Then he sighed again, looked up and asked, "Brother Chen, do you have anything important to do when you come to Pingdingzhou this time?" ”

Chen Sheng nodded, and said straight to the point: "The former teaching director of your sect was murdered by Dongfang Undefeated yīn and imprisoned in the underground black prison of Gushan Meizhuang in West Lake, Hangzhou. Xiangyou envoy was loyal to the sect leader, and searched everywhere for qin, chess, calligraphy, and paintings, intending to target the weaknesses of the four friends of Jiangnan and wait for an opportunity to rescue the sect leader. This "Traveling Map of Streams and Mountains" must have been prepared for this purpose. Coupled with Zhang Xu's "Frank Post", Liu Zhongfu's "Vomiting Blood", and the ancient song "Guangling San" excavated by Elder Qu Yang, it can be said that everything is ready now, and only the east wind is owed. Right? ”

As soon as Chen Sheng's words came out, he was shocked and moved when he asked Tiandeng. He stood up with a long "huh~" and shouted in a deep voice: "How do you know? Who are you? His hands trembled slightly, and he was ready to wait. As long as Chen Sheng's answer was slightly unsatisfactory, he would immediately break out again. No matter how kind this person used to be to Qu Yang, he couldn't care so much.

The warrior was calm and calm, and said calmly: "Xiangyou envoy, you can rest assured." God knows this secret, you know it and I know it, only Dongfang Undefeated and his group of people don't know. As for who I am? Haha, I am Chen Sheng, the one you lack-the east wind. ”

Xiang Wentian was silent, his eyes were cold, and he stared at Chen Sheng directly, as if he wanted to penetrate the skin, musculoskele of the martial artist, directly peek into his mind, and completely dig out his truest thoughts and expose them to broad daylight. If there are ghosts in their hearts, how many people in the world can endure such heavy coercion? But on the contrary, it was Chen Sheng that Xiang Wentian met this time. What the warrior said, every word and every sentence, is true. is bright and bright, how can you be afraid of the aggressive gaze of Wentian?

After a long time, Xiang Wentian finally exhaled "poof~", and the strong smell of gunpowder like an arrow on the string slowly dissipated. He sat down again, poured himself a drink, and drank three more glasses in a row. frowned and said, "Okay." Brother Chen, I believe that you are not from the undefeated side of the East. But what exactly do you want to do? East wind? Hey~" He shook his head, clearly not convinced.

How important is the position of the right envoy of the light of the rì moon sect? If you want to sit in this position, you can't qualify just because you have strong martial arts. Xiang Wentian is quick-witted, far-reaching, and knows how to forbear, and he is a great person in the world. If you want to deal with this kind of character, you must not lie and deceive. Otherwise, it's a fool's errand. It's better to tell the truth directly, but it's easier to cooperate with him.

Because of this, Chen Sheng did not hide it. He took his glass and took a drink. Ning said, "I want something that Rì Yue taught." In this way, if there is no one to help, it will be difficult for me to enter the Black Wood Cliff. Thinking about it, the only person who can help me is you, the king of heaven, the right envoy of light. ”