"Roll",

For their ridicule and provocation, why not think only said one word.

The short and fat young man suddenly sneered and drew his sword, and said with a smile: "Why don't you think, you are already dying, and you dare to play tricks with us, today the master will end up with you",

The young man behind him hurriedly stopped him, and said with his eyebrows: "Senior Brother Zhang, I heard that the Lord of Xiaolu Pavilion has some friendship with him, if you kill him, we will not be able to explain it to the master."

"Yes, although this person is hateful, it is really a lot of trouble to kill him",

Someone immediately chimed in.

The young man surnamed Zhang looked back and saw that many people had a look of hesitation on their faces, so he could only withdraw his sword angrily, and snorted coldly: "If you don't kill, you won't kill, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped."

walked in front of He Busi, spread his legs, and said: "Why don't you think, get under Lao Tzu's crotch, and Lao Tzu will spare your dog's life",

"Hahahaha......",

Everyone burst into laughter, and they all felt that although they couldn't kill him to vent their hatred, they could also let out a bad breath if they humiliated him like this, as for the little Lu Pavilion Lord's side, they wouldn't be enemies of the Northern Six Sects for the sake of such a wasted person.

However, they heard a "snort" in their ears, and their laughter had not stopped, and the iron sword had pierced the heart of the short and fat young man.

He had already stood up, his left arm empty, his eyes blind, but he was still so fast with his sword.

It was only a mistake that missed the sword, and the sword failed to pierce the young man's heart.

The young man turned his head in disbelief, stared at his face wet by the rain, suddenly grabbed the iron sword with a roar, pulled out the iron sword forcefully, and then lifted the long sword behind his back, and the sword light flashed towards He Busi's head.

His sword failed to slash, and there was another sound of a sword blade entering the flesh, why not think that the sword flashed and the iron sword pierced his throat.

The sound of "cooing" came from the young man's throat, and blood flowed from under the blade, but why not let him fall, pushing him forward little by little.

"Kill him, kill him",

"He killed Senior Brother Zhang, killing people to pay for his life, even if Lu Hong knew about it, he wouldn't do anything to us",

Blood stained everyone's eyes, the disciples of the Northern Six Sects were already very brave, otherwise they would not have fought with the Holy Fire Sect back then, and at this time, why not kill someone, how could they let him go?

Seeing that the short and fat young man's eyes had diluted, knowing that he was not alive, everyone was furious, and they rushed to why not draw their swords and cut them.

The rain dripped down his face, the mixed footsteps came into his ears, and the sound of the sword became even more noisy, and it was difficult to hear where the sword came from and who sent it with his kung fu of listening to the voice, but this chaos did not disturb his heart, pushing the body of the short and fat young man, and cutting the throat of a person with a backhand sword, and the blood sprayed in the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, dyed a scarlet.

Jiangnan is obscene and rainy, but there is no slightest show of eyebrows in this alley, and some are just the cruelty of the swordsman duel.

The two swords passed by, why not think about the sleeves of the robe and the body of the short and fat young man moved to his side, and blocked the sword stabbing from all directions for him in a spin, and as soon as his wrist flipped, a bloody hole was pierced through the throat of the person in front of him, and blood flew fiercely.

The man made a "hmm" sound in his mouth, clutched his neck and looked at him unwillingly, but finally fell down in the blood mist.

When the sleeves of the robe were rolled up again, the body of the short and fat young man had been cut into a blur of flesh and blood, but the besiegers had red eyes, and the sword in his hand was headless and brainless, and a sword directly pierced the body of the short and fat young man and pierced his chest, but he didn't even look at it, and cut off the opponent's head with a backhand sword.

Soon the body of the short and fat young man was cut into several pieces, and he could no longer block other people's swords for him, and it was difficult for him to avoid the stabbing sword under such a fierce and crazy siege, so he could only exchange injuries for injuries, and life for life, whenever someone stabbed the sword into his body, he would backhand a sword or cut off the opponent's head, or pierce the opponent's throat, the sword fight became bloody and cruel, and in an instant both sides turned into blood gourds, and the rain washed over their bodies, washing the blood on the sword, and this vicious fight showed no signs of stopping.

Six people have died in the North Six Sects, why not think about it covered in blood, but no one on either side has any cowardice, no one will retreat, under the spring rain, only the sound of swords and swords in the alley shows the cruelty of this battle.

A sumptuous carriage came from the end of the alley, and the four-horse carriage soon approached.

The girl in the car smelled the blood in the air from a distance, a girl in white frowned and raised the curtain, just saw a dozen people from the Northern Sixth Sect slashing around a young man with a broken arm, the young man only had one hand, and his eyes were blind, but those people stabbed him with a sword, he was dyed red from top to bottom, but he didn't even snort, every sword must have blood light.

"What's wrong?Is anyone in the way?",

The girl in Tsing Yi in the car said, glanced out, her small mouth suddenly opened, and she instinctively reached out to cover her mouth, and then saw the blood-covered young man's pupils suddenly shrank.

The girl in white frowned and said, "It's too much, so many people bully a little blind man, don't you know shame?"

A long sword flew up with her fingers, her figure moved and flew out of the carriage, a sword qi swept, and the rain in the sky "clanged" on the blade, and then turned into sword qi and flew out in an instant, and there was a crack in front of her, and several people were shocked back a few steps on the spot, and the rest of the people also frowned.

"The swordsmanship of the Red Mansion of the Worship Sword?",

"Well, are you the one who worships the sword and the Red Mansion?",

The white-clothed girl's figure was already protected in front of him, and she raised her willow eyebrows and said: "Worship the sword and the red mansion Sang Ning is here, who dares to commit murder?"

"Ding", there was a cracking sound behind him, why not think about it anymore, knelt on one knee with the sword, his chest rose and fell violently, blood flowed down his arm and iron sword, and blood foam spurted out of his mouth every time he took a breath, and the wounds all over his body were shocking.

Sang Ning was shocked when he saw it, and hurriedly helped him and shouted towards the carriage: "Senior Sister Cheng, come quickly, he... He's dying",

"Poof",

He Busi spit out a mouthful of blood again, but suddenly his face turned hideous, he pulled her hand away vigorously, supported himself to get up, turned around and left.

"Hey, you're badly hurt, don't... Ah.....",

"Fuck off",

As soon as Sang Ning's hand touched his shoulder, he coldly pushed her to the ground, limped with the iron sword, and stumbled into the rain like a mad beast.

Cheng Yaojia was splashed with rainwater as soon as she stepped off the carriage with the gold sore medicine, and the dejected figure ran in front of her, but she stayed there.

"Senior Brother He ......",