I saw that the crane came to live in front of the courtyard, and as far as the eye could see, there were cracks all over the ground, the walls were shattered, and the picture was a mess.

"Is anyone challenging again?"

"I heard that this time, the two sides fought fiercely. ”

"After these people leave, it seems that this overhaul of Helaiju is inevitable. ”

Someone passed by and said.

Crunch.

In a courtyard, someone pushed open the courtyard door and walked out.

"Qi Hair?" Xia Huang looked over.

I saw that Qi had bandages wrapped around his arms, his face was still red and swollen that had never dissipated, and his feet seemed to be injured, one high and one low.

"Little Brother Xia?" Qi Fei also saw Xia Huang.

"What's going on?" Xia Huang asked in a deep voice.

Qi Yan looked resentful, gritted his teeth and said, "Nanyang Eight Horses, come to challenge." ”

"Sure enough, it's them. ”

A chill swept through Xia Huang's eyes.

"Nanyang Bajun, all eight people are here, and they have gathered a lot of people from Nanyang Pavilion to challenge us one by one. I lost, the little monkey also lost, and later, Brother Yan also stepped forward to fight, fighting three times in a row, and finally faced the first horse of Nanyang Bajun, losing half of the skills, and unfortunately lost......" Qi said a little gloomily.

"How are they now?" Xia Huang asked.

Qi Fu said: "They are all recuperating in their own yards. ”

"I'll take a look. ”

Xia Huang followed Qi and went to visit the courtyards.

Zhao Hou, Qin Yishan, Huang Yang...... That night, the people who had stood up were all retaliated against by the Nanyang Eight Horses, and they were challenged, and the most seriously injured person had damaged his meridians, which could have an impact on the upcoming trip to the Taibai Secret Land.

Xia Huang finally came to Yan Junmo's courtyard.

Yan Junmo sat quietly in the courtyard, his sword weapon resting beside him, and his calm face was pale.

"I'm so defeated. ”

Yan Junmo said.

His strength is actually between him and Wang Yong, the first horse of Nanyang Eight Horses. It's just that at that time, he fought three games in a row, and his energy was exhausted, so he finally lost half of his skills and unfortunately lost to Wang Yong.

Xia Huang looked at Yan Junmo and said word by word,

"Don't worry, your disobedience, all the injuries suffered by the brothers of the Crane Residence ......"

"In this field, I will return them one by one, one by one, and all of them will be returned. ”

Nanyang Pavilion.

As one of the four pavilions of Mujing Palace, the palace of Nanyang Pavilion is majestic, the pavilions are numerous, in front of more than 800 white jade steps, a gate stands tall, under the sunlight, it is magnificent and solemn, shining brightly.

A figure appeared in front of the gate.

Standing alone, like a person, facing the entire Nanyang Pavilion.

"Who?"

The two guards stationed at the gate spotted the person and stepped forward to ask.

The young man's gaze was withdrawn from the three big characters of "Nanyang Pavilion" on the horizontal plaque of the Yuanmen, looked at the two guards, and said slowly: "I, Xia Huang of the Sword Pavilion, challenge all the disciples of the Nanyang Pavilion, Nanyang Pavilion, can there be anyone who dares to fight?"

"Let Nanyang Eight Horses come out, today, I will beat them into Nanyang Eight Dogs. ”

Xia Huang's tone was calm and cold.

"Presumptuous!What Sword Pavilion is not Sword Pavilion, dare to make noise in front of Nanyang Pavilion, do you want to find death!?"

One of the guards pressed his sword to the hilt of his sword and stepped forward.

It's just that he hasn't walked out yet, but he only hears a loud sound, and a short sword has appeared in front of him.

The dragon swirl sword was pressed against the center of the guard's eyebrows.

"I advise you, it's better to report it. Xia Huang said indifferently.

The guard's body stiffened, sweat oozed from his face, and he trembled and shouted to the other guard, "Quick, go and report!"

Another guard hurriedly turned around and went to report.

"What happened?"

"It seems that someone is blocking the door of Nanyang Pavilion. ”

This movement has already alarmed passers-by, and in the square in front of Nanyang Pavilion, the crowd gradually gathered.

Footsteps rang out.

An elder of Nanyang Pavilion, with several people, came on the stairs.

"Young man, what do you want to do?"

The Nanyang Pavilion Elder looked at Xia Huang and asked.

Retracting the Dragon Swirl Sword and levitating it at his side, Xia Huang said, "Just now, I already made it very clear. Nanyang Eight Horses, didn't they take the disciples of Nanyang Pavilion to Helaiju to challenge?

"Today, I will challenge the disciples of Nanyang Pavilion and let the Nanyang Eight Horses come out, and I will fight it alone. ”

Xia Huang's words spread far away.

"He is alone, he wants to challenge Nanyang Bajun, and all the disciples of Nanyang Pavilion!"

"So arrogant!"

"Nanyang Pavilion is blocked like this, can their disciples, and Nanyang Eight Horses, still be hidden?"

The crowd was talking, and they were gathering more and more.

One person, blocking a pavilion, such an "arrogant" and "presumptuous" thing, how can you miss it?

"If you speak wildly, just by virtue of you, what qualifications do you dare to come to Nanyang Pavilion to challenge!?"

Behind the elder of Nanyang Pavilion, a young man jumped out and pointed at Xia Huang and shouted loudly.

Xia Huang looked at the young man, "What qualifications do I have?"

Sou!

Before the words fell, the Dragon Spiral Sword had already galloped out.

Like a flash of lightning, sweeping a hundred meters.

Sneered past the side of the young man's face.

Before the young man could react, he felt a chill on the side of his face, and then watched as several strands of his sideburns broke and fell, and a narrow blood stain appeared on his cheek, dripping blood.

The body trembled, and in the young man's heart, panic and fear emerged, and his body stiffened in place, not daring to move.

The Dragon Swirl Sword returned to Xia Huang's side.

There are no words.

Xia Huang had already answered the young man with action.

The news that Xia Huang challenged the disciples of the entire Nanyang Pavilion quickly spread. The disciples of Nanyang Pavilion heard the wind, and on the square in front of the door, a crowd of black pressure had also gathered, and the surrounding area was flooded.

All eyes converged on Xia Huang.

Xia Huang's deeds of defeating the three Nanyang Eight Horses overnight have already spread among the crowd, causing heated discussions.

Now, everyone is also looking forward to Xia Huang challenging the entire Nanyang Pavilion alone, what will be the result?

"I'll meet you!"

A Nanyang Pavilion disciple stepped down.

Whew!

This is a disciple of Nanyang Pavilion who is good at flying knives, with a wave of his hands, the two flying knives dragged the cold and dazzling arc streamer, staggered and galloped, towards Xia Huang, and quickly attacked.

On Xia Huang's wrist, the Mojiao Sword flew out.

Xia Huang reached out and grabbed the hilt of his sword.

The Mojiao Sword, which has experienced the tempering and baptism of heavenly punishment and thunder, has transformed into a thunderbolt, and the scales and armor of the sword body are opened and closed, overflowing with lightning and lightning.

A sword is slashed out.

The two knives shattered and fell to the ground.

The sword qi was not stopped, and a sword slashed the disciples of Nanyang Pavilion away.

The first disciple of Nanyang Pavilion was defeated.

"I'm coming!"

Another Nanyang Pavilion disciple stood up.

Defeat again.

Xia Huang defeated five Nanyang Pavilion disciples in a row.

Sonor!

The sword aura swept by.

Another Nanyang Pavilion disciple flew out upside down, Xia Huang was holding the Mojiao Sword, and the tip of the sword was directional, which made the Nanyang Pavilion disciples who were pointed out feel cold in their hearts.

"Qi Hair, who is the person challenging you?"

Xia Huang asked.

Qi Fu, Zhao Hou, Yan Junmo, and Chu Lichen and others have also appeared in the crowd.

"Sima Jun. Qi said in a deep voice.

"You, come out. ”

The Mojiao Sword in Xia Huang's hand pointed at one of the people in the crowd of Nanyang Pavilion.

The fifth horse of Nanyang Eight Horses, Sima Jun.