Ruan Qing's body was like a leaf blown by a strong wind, and like a paper kite with a broken thread, flying backwards.

"Click......

The long sword in her hand cracked, shattered, and then dissipated into ashes.

Immediately, Ruan Qing fell to the ground hard, and rolled several times on the ground, his hair was scattered, the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, his face was covered with blood, and his clothes were also full of stains.

Looking at this scene, the short and fat young man and the others were all trembling, and their hearts evoked the fear of being dominated by Xia Huang.

"Let's go. ”

Raising his foot and retracting it from Shi Qun's face, ignoring these people anymore, Xia Huang stepped out.

The stones had been trampled to the ground like dogs, and their mouths were still wailing and moaning.

Xiao Lichen and Qi Fu shook their heads and followed helplessly.

Xia Huang cleaned up the stone group, which was really ruthless, which made them all frightened.

However, it is really relieving!

"What is the origin of this fierce man!?"

"The people of the Sword Pavilion?"

"Sword Pavilion, although they are among the top ten sects, they are all among the last, when did their people become so strong?"

"Have you forgotten that more than ten years ago, there was not a Xia Yunlong in the Sword Pavilion, and it all alarmed the imperial gate. It can be seen that Sword Pavilion has a fine tradition of producing this kind of counterattack-style talent. ”

"Xia Huang, Xia Yunlong, these two shouldn't have anything to do with each other, right?"

Looking at Xia Huang's departing figure, the crowd had already exploded, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Hahaha! It's so happy, these people should be treated harshly and let them know that it hurts!"

On the way, Qi Fei waved his hand and shouted.

"Alas, Brother Huang abolished Shi Qun's arm, this matter, I'm afraid it can't be easily good. Chu Lichen said worriedly.

Xia Huang said calmly: "Brother Chu don't worry, the water will cover the earth, the soldiers will block, if they want to make things bigger, I will follow, see in the end, who will not take it, who will be soft first." ”

Xia Huang dared to waste the arms of the stone group, and naturally had confidence.

From the point of view of this matter itself, Shi Qun challenged Xia Huang, and he said "the consequences are at your own risk", even if Xia Huang kills him, what do you have to say, just waste an arm, which is quite light.

If Shi Qun wanted to appeal to Mujing Palace, Xia Huang wouldn't mind, and all the bad things about Nanyang Eight Horses would be revealed, and see who it was, and he would not be able to afford it?

Moreover, if Shi Qun wanted to use the family to target Xia Huang,

The Sword Pavilion is not an ornament either.

Although the Sword Pavilion is only one of the top ten sects, after all, it is one of the top ten sects in Bei Yu Prefecture, and it is enough to deal with one family in the realm of Miyagi.

What are you afraid of?

Xia Huang wasted one of Shi Qun's arms, which seemed to be a big mess, but which one was not expected by Xia Huang?

Just by the stones,

Want to roll over too?

If Nanyang Bajun wants to come and find trouble, just right,

Come one, pack one,

Come two, and pack a pair,

Xia Huang also wants to see, what kind of arrogant and flamboyant capital does this Nanyang Eight Horses have?

The three of them came to the front of the Crane Residence.

"Two more drinks?" Qi said as he lifted the wine bag pinned to his waist.

Xia Huang looked at Chu Lichen.

Chu Lichen thought about it, rubbed his hands, and said, "Okay, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return!"

Everything has happened, and he is not worried, let's get drunk first!

"Huh?"

At this moment, Xia Huang suddenly stopped and turned to look over.

Chu Lichen and Qi Fu also noticed something, and then looked at it.

In the dark night, torches swam in and brightened the night. Two young men in brocade clothes, with a large group of people, came in a surge and appeared outside the courtyard.

In the crowd, there were two people, carrying a stretcher.

On the stretcher, the stone group was wrapped in a thick bandage, lying on it, and looked at Xia Huang with a cold look in his eyes.

"Is it coming so soon?" a sneer appeared on the corner of Xia Huang's mouth.

Wow!

With a wave of the hand of a brocade-clothed young man led by him, the crowd dispersed like a tide, surrounding Xia Huang and the three of them.

"Zhang Hu, Luo Zhifeng, these people really brought people here. Xiao Lichen's face changed slightly.

"The two of them are also Nanyang Eight Horses?" Qi Fu asked.

Chu Lichen had a calm face and said, "Zhang Hu, the fourth horse of the Nanyang Eight Horses, Luo Zhifeng, and the eighth Jun, are all elite disciples of the Nanyang Pavilion. ”

It's only been a long time, and the two people of Nanyang Eight Horses have already gathered thirty or forty people, and they are coming violently.

The efficiency is really amazing.

"Boy, you've got something big going on. "Luo Zhifeng, the eighth horse of Nanyang Eight Horses, is a tall and thin young man, with a nose like an eagle's hook, and a trace of yin owl between his eyebrows, as if staring at his prey, he looked at Xia Huang and said coldly.

"Brother Huang and Shi Qun are fair challenges, and they have long stated that they will bear the consequences, and now you have gathered so many people, what do you mean?"

Chu Lichen shouted in a deep voice.

The fourth horse of Nanyang Eight Horses, who was as thick as a stone and had a circle of iron rings on his arms, Zhang Hu smiled fiercely, tilted his head slightly and said, "Chu Lichen, there is no place for you to speak here." Then he looked at Xia Huang, "Boy, I advise you to know yourself, kneel on the ground and admit your mistakes, and after cutting off one arm, then go with us to the law enforcement court to ask for guilt, and wait for the fate." In this way, there may be a way out. Otherwise......"

"Otherwise, what?" Xia Huang looked at Zhang Hu lightly and asked.

"Otherwise, you may die a terrible death. ”

In the cold words, Zhang Hu waved his hand violently.

There was a cold and sonorous roar, and the crowd drew their weapons one after another, surging like a tide, and surrounded them.

The torch fluttered, but the surrounding night seemed to become darker, and the atmosphere was stagnant and depressing.

Crunch.

Just when the atmosphere in the field was about to erupt,

In the next yard, the door was pushed open.

A young man in a plain robe, holding an ancient sword in his chest, walked out, stood outside the door, and looked at Zhang Hu and the others coldly.

This is Yan Junmo from the White Cloud Sect.

"It's really lively, is there someone from the Mujing Palace to challenge?

In another courtyard, a slender black-clothed young man with his hands resting on his knees, squatting on the corner of the eaves, holding a knife wheel in one hand, looked down at the crowd in the field, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, count me in!"

Someone stood on the attic, holding an iron halberd, eager to try.

"And me. ”

"I'm here to join in the fun, too!"

In each courtyard, one figure after another appeared.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing this scene, Zhang Hu's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, swept past everyone, and said coldly.

Yan Junmo raised his head, glanced at Zhang Hu, and said, "If you people from the Mujing Palace want to challenge, we will continue, no matter whether we win or lose, there will be no complaints." But if someone wants to oppress people by virtue of the large number of people, he must first ask me about the sword in my hand, and will he agree?"

"You have to ask my knife first, can you agree?"

"Heh, and my iron halberd. ”

"And this dragon lance of mine!"

Voices rang out one after another.

"Hahahaha! Brothers, thank you! When this matter is over, I'll go to you one by one to drink!"

Qi Fei carried the wine bag and shouted to everyone.