Is Gao Xu, the owner of Songfeng Mountain, good to kill?

The answers given by Yanyulou and the four top martial artists of the Zhang family in Qishan County are as difficult as heaven.

The news of inviting the assassins of Huizhou to cut Lutai to help is no secret news in Jiangzhou, and Jiangzhou Bao disdains to sell this as cashier information, and it is mostly used as a non-slippery business to add to it, so this news is also rotten on the street, and you can find any unknown disciple of a third-rate sect to inquire about it.

It is undoubtedly bad that Songfeng Mountain, which has been set up by generations of predecessors in Jiangzhou, is in full swing, and most of the second- and third-rate sects in Jiangzhou who still speak have some weight in the rivers and lakes of Jiangzhou have a share of the smoke and rain building industry, and they eat people with soft mouths, so naturally no one will jump out to accuse Songfeng Mountain.

What's more, it is rumored that Gao Xu, the owner of Songfeng Mountain, is still the co-owner of Jiangzhou rivers and lakes who nodded and recognized in the capital.

Nowadays, whoever wants to move Songfeng Mountain has to weigh and weigh, and which of their own sects and the Dayao Imperial Court is stronger or weaker.

Yanyulou Heqishan County Zhangjia's power, two six-story martial artists and two five-story martial artists, although they failed to kill Gao Xu, but also made Songfeng Mountain hurt their muscles and bones, Gao Xu among the disciples of the inner mountain, the two of them, a man and a woman, were killed, and they were originally scheduled to be the next mountain master, but they had to be temporarily empty.

In addition, the backbone disciples of the mountains outside Songfeng Mountain were chasing and killing Yu Cheng and Qian Erye, the owners of Yanyu Building, and after being unexpectedly attacked and killed several Dayao officers sitting in the crossbow array, they messed up the crossbow formation that they were not very familiar with, although Qian Erye and Yu Cheng still failed to escape, but after all, there were only a few dozen people out of the pine forest.

But if there is any other Jianghu sect in Jiangzhou that can shake the foundation of Songfeng Mountain, it is impossible to find it all over Jiangzhou, unless there is a hidden six- or seven-story martial artist who follows the example of the previous Yanyulou and goes to Songfeng Mountain to kill indiscriminately, otherwise with the few small fish and shrimp left in Jiangzhou, even if the Yanyulou industry grows a little, how can it help?

There are more than 100 disciples of Huating Martial Arts Hall, all of whom are based on the realm of the two-story building, if it is not for the fact that there are many vassal industries less than the ordinary second-rate sects, and they only have more than ten years of accumulation, that is, after the collapse of Yanyulou and the Zhang family in Qishan County, the second Jianghu sect below Songfeng Mountain in Jiangzhou.

After the death of one tiger, the tiger in the mountain is the king and hegemon, and the next is just a monkey.

Maybe it's that monkey in your own martial arts hall?

Zhou Dangdang remembered for no reason that when he was in Qishan County, on dog days in the scorching heat, he and his sixth junior brother were holding an iron knife weighing seven or eight catties under the huge sun, and the two of them were not at the realm of the second-story martial arts building at the right time, and it was really beyond the power of the knife to lift for an hour, not to mention that the old man also moved a bamboo chair to lie in the shade on the side, and cut open a melon that had been frozen in the well water....

He abandoned these chaotic thoughts, stared at the disciples who raised their swords on the sea pond with all their attention, and almost had a bottom of each person's ability in his heart, these thirty or so people can climb the second floor of the martial arts in front of the crown, and their qualifications are naturally not much worse, at least they will not stop at the third floor, but how high they can climb depends on their ability in the future.

However, there is one more quasi-disciple of the martial arts hall who practices swords on the pond today, Wei Changpan is also dressed in a neat and neat short clothes, a black coarse cloth shirt with a white cloth belt rooted in the waist, and an iron knife with the same handle as the rest of the disciples in his hand, but it weighs two catties, which weighs ten catties.

Zhou Dangdang once asked Wei Changpan if he had practiced the Zhang family blade, after all, only relying on fists and feet to fight against people, in the end it is not as powerful as knives and guns, the old man's mountain lance was passed to Qian Erye, and before Wei Changpan could be passed on again, they both died on Songfeng Mountain, and the inheritance of the mountain lance was broken, not to mention that the lance is also nowhere to be found now.

"The lance is still there, buried by the master in the courtyard of the town. ”

Zhou Dang, who heard Wei Changpan's words, stood up as a case: "Then what are you waiting for, Uncle Shi will order someone to go to Qishan County, and he will take it back to teach you the lance method in a short time." ”

"Uncle Shi will also make a mountain lance?" Wei Changpan said happily.

Zhou Dangdang rubbed his hands and smiled awkwardly: "No...."

Zhou Dangdang, who was very unhappy on his face, patted his chest, and said that what your master and several uncles have learned are the old man's knife skills, and the power may not be weaker than the mountain gun, and the people in Jiangzhou only know the Zhang family's marksmanship, and they may not know that the knife is the same.

Then the next day, Wei Changpan went to Haitang, at first he was a little worried that Huating County would be intercepted by the official messenger so swaggering, in case he recognized him again as a disciple of the Zhang family in Qishan County, wouldn't it be a drag on the martial arts hall, but Zhou Dare laughed at him as timid as a mouse, saying that Huating County is a remote place, those two notices posted by the government a few months ago have long become a butt wiping paper for a beggar, which official errand still recognizes you This boy who looks similar to the baby who follows you?

Zhou Dangdang led Wei Changpan, who was reluctant to throw down the handkerchief and hat, swaggered out of the city, and greeted the soldiers who were defending the city: "My nephew from a distant house, who came to Huating to practice martial arts, please take care of you in the future." ”

"Master Zhou's words are too polite. The sergeants guarding the city leaned crookedly on both sides of the city gate, and when they saw Zhou Dang, they all stood up straighter, and said to Wei Changpan with a smile, "Little brother, don't worry, even if you come back on the third watch, our brother will open this door for you." ”

It wasn't until Zhou Dangdang pulled Wei Changpan a few steps away, deliberately avoiding the official errand for some time, that Wei Changpan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Shi, next time, let's stop talking to those people who are guarding the city, okay." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Dangdang wondered, "How could your master's audacious guy teach you such a cautious brat to be aggressive." ”

....

Although this master's nephew is far from his master, but in the end, he is a disciple of the Zhang family in Qishan County, and his ability is not bad in the end, Zhou Dangdang raised his eyes and looked at the position of the sun, and then saw that Wei Changpan's arm holding the knife was as steady as more than half an hour ago, and secretly praised it in his heart.

Looking at the disciples in the martial arts hall again, Zhou Dang couldn't help but twitch in front of his face, and the arms of more than a dozen people were already shaking like chaff, and his body shape seemed to fall down with a blow, which made him, a master, a little dull. The faces of the rest of the people are not much better, after all, they are only the second-story realm of martial arts, and their strength is limited.

"That's all for today. Zhou Dangdang hated iron but not steel, "It's only been less than an hour, look at you bear one by one." ”

For example, among the quasi-disciples of the martial arts hall who received amnesty, they couldn't help but have sore arms, and they dropped the iron knife in their hands to the ground, making a clanging sound, and their faces were suddenly like ashes.

"You are all second-story martial artists, and you are all my Zhou Dadang's apprentices, so you have raised less than half an hour more knives than usual, and you have all become a bad seed!"

The people on the sea pond are all young people with strong blood, and after listening to the words of the master, they are not convinced in their hearts, and they dare not say it at this moment.

"I'm looking at your senior brother from Qishan County. Zhou Dangdang pointed to the person who really couldn't bear to sit down and rest, with a look of disdain, "The age is two or three years younger than most of you, and the youngest is also a year older, the martial arts realm is not as good as people, even that spirit is not as good, what kind of martial arts do you practice, go home early to inherit the family business, and be a gentleman, isn't it better than spending time here?"

If the words in front can be tolerated, the words behind are undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face to these young people who have given up their comfortable days to endure the hardships of martial arts. ”

"Oh?" Zhou Dang said when he saw the short and stout young man with an angry face, "Who else thinks like him?"

After a while, the two of them stood up again, and they were all angry, and the short and stout young man with an angry face said again: "Master, you said that the spirit of our senior brothers is not as good as that of young martial artists in the same realm, then we have to admit it, diligence can make up for clumsiness, and we are not afraid that we can't compare to others, but this senior brother from Zhangjialai in Qishan County is already a three-story building, and the two-story martial artist is even if the trick is fully open and the body is tempered by the treasure of heaven and earth, there are a few opponents who can be a three-story martial artist, the master sees that the brothers and sisters don't raise the knife for a while, so let's say so, we don't accept it!"

"There's some truth to that. Zhou Dangdang pondered for a moment and said, "Then what do you want?"

"Compete with the senior brother surnamed Wei, and don't bully people and can't fight, just compare the fists and feet in our division. After thinking for a while, the sturdy young man pointed to Zhou Dangdang and stood up beside him and said, "One of Brother Zhao and Brother Sun joined forces with his disciples to ask Senior Brother Wei for advice. ”

"Two to fight one, it's really good to be faceless...."Zhou Gandang muttered in an inaudible voice, and when he turned his head and saw that Wei Changpan's face still did not change, he asked with a smile, "Senior nephew Wei, your junior brother wants to join forces to fight against you, okay?"

Wei Changpan put the knife in his hand into the sheath and thought for a moment, then agreed: "Okay." ”

The short and sturdy young man sneered in his heart, what is the senior brother of the Zhang family in Qishan County, he is not a stunned young man, the Zhao brothers and the Sun brothers are all good hands who have opened more than a dozen tricks on the second floor, but they are one floor higher than the realm, or they have just climbed the building, how can the two of them join forces.

The disciples of the martial arts hall went down to the sea pond and carved out a flat ground with a square circle of two zhang for the three of them to compete.

"What is the authentic disciple of the Zhang family in Qishan County, the master is gone, and it is still authentic. The short and stout young man whispered as he passed by Wei Changpan, and then turned to Wei Changpan and hugged his fist:

"Anonymous disciple of the Zhou Martial Arts Hall in Huating County, Lu Renjia, his fists and feet are not long-eyed, senior brother be careful!"