Eighty Qiang Gong Xi Iron Armor

It is rare to see Gao Xu, the mountain lord of Songfeng Mountain, who did not show his Confucian demeanor with a wide robe, at this time his whole body was covered with heavy Kai, and his face was covered with face armor.

"Brother landlord.... Brother be careful.... This guy is so powerful, I was beaten flat and flew away with one punch...."Zhao Wu's throat swelled sweetly, so he spoke intermittently, and Qian Erye, who was behind him, sealed the two points in his back heart with a superficial technique, so as to delay his injury slightly, and it was still a symptom but not a cure.

At this time, Yu Cheng, the owner of the Yanyu Building, did not reply, but locked his mind on Gao Xu, the owner of Songfeng Mountain, and the martial artist beside him, and the other three were borne by Zhang Wuyi.

The man who was the master of the Yanyu Mansion was also knocked out of the house with Zhao Wu, and after a moment of breathing, he was able to pick up the pair of iron rulers again to help Zhang Wu share some of the pressure, and his martial arts realm seemed to be more than a step higher than that of Zhao Wu and Qian Erye.

The people of Songfeng Mountain, who were about to be confident, were not in a hurry to make a move, and the Yanyulou side was full of suspicions, but they were also secretly looking for a place to live.

As the only independent mountain in Songfeng County, Songfeng Mountain has no dangerous terrain, only the residence of the mountain owner Gao Xu, which is located on a cliff.

Without waiting for the person next to him to stop him, Gao Xu reached out and lifted the mask on his face, revealing a look of ecstasy that was completely different from his usual approachable expression, and several wrinkles on his face were stacked together, and this ecstatic expression looked a little crazy and terrifying.

The man next to Gao Xu failed to stop him, so he retracted his hand into his sleeve and turned to the people in Yanyulou with a hippie smile.

"Twenty years.... Twenty years...."Gao Xu muttered, and then suddenly yelled, "Twenty years!

This mountain lord of Songfeng Mountain was already out of shape to the extreme, and his expression was still ecstatic, and he was extremely resentful in an instant: "Yu Cheng, when you killed my beloved wife twenty years ago, did you ever think that there would be today?"

Yu Cheng, who is also the master of the two largest Jianghu sects in Jiangzhou, was in a deep place of death at this time, but he was still calm, and he disdained Gao Xu's question, and said with a stiff smile: "Songfeng Mountain and Yanyulou have a hundred years of grievances, and there are thousands of dead, how can you send your mother-in-law alone, a confused account, how to calculate it clearly." ”

Gao Xu suddenly became angry, his eyes almost wanted to devour people, but after a while, he fell silent again, and his tone was self-deprecating, "Yes, Songfeng Mountain is just a disciple of the inner mountain who was expelled from the mountain gate, violating the rules of the mountain, and it is just an abandoned son..."

"But that's still my wife, who gave birth to a daughter for me, helped me to be the lord of the mountain, loved me and was willing to give up her life for me.... Wife. ”

The long howl resounded through the clouds and the pine sea on Songfeng Mountain, Gao Xu was like a wounded tiger at the moment, even the people in Yanyulou could also perceive the unbearable fake, really heavy, mourning.

With a "bang", the mountain gun deviated two inches, and after removing the helmet of the Songfeng Mountain Lord who was still screaming with his mouth open, Zhang Wu withdrew the gun, slid to avoid the old woman's sword from top to bottom, and then stood shoulder to shoulder with the owner of the Yanyu Building.

The hippie smiling man beside Gao Xu had already glanced at the blade in his hand, and he couldn't laugh, the thin and flexible sword was no longer the same, he had blocked it with a horizontal sword before, but he was knocked back by that shot, and the sword was bent from close to the hilt. This thin sword, which had been tempered many times and had been tempered many times to remove charcoal, was extremely flexible, and could be bounced straight even if it was bent into a circle, but it was completely useless under the tremendous force of this blow.

"The Assassins of Huizhou.... You won't just give everything you have to help Songfeng Mountain just because of a little in-law, right?" "The forging technique of that sword, even in the territory of the Sixteen Prefectures of Dayao, is only a handicraft unique to a few families, and there is only one that makes good use of this sword.

Assassin of Huizhou.

"The old man has good marksmanship, and his eyesight is not bad. The man beside Gao Xu gave up the sword in his hand, which was already unusable, and took out another one of the same shape from the sheath on his back, and then completely hid the hand holding the sword in the big cloud, so that people could not see his gestures, and his moves were even more difficult to figure out.

It's really an assassin's martial arts, Zhang Wu sighed in his heart, if it weren't for this person's strange move and blocking that shot for Gao Xu, then there would be one less opponent they had to face at this moment.

However, if the assassin is first-class, he can attack and kill in the shadows, and he is also a good guard position.

When an assassin misses, he often decisively commits suicide, and if he fails, the suffering he will suffer afterwards is always beyond human bearing.

The assassin profession is extremely profitable, but no matter how big the assassin sect is, it can't stand on the bright side of the rivers and lakes of a state, and it will become the object of attention of the people of a state, and the silver in his hands is not clean or even bloodstained.

The Assassins who generously served the Assassins in the early days were also highly regarded among the rangers in the early years, but the latecomers who made a career did not care about these at all, and they all recognized the role of money as parents.

Yu Cheng glanced at the knife in his hand, and frowned without a trace, before Zhang Wu flashed the old woman's sword, and then the sword was blocked by him, the strength of the sword was far beyond his expectations, and the sword blade even cut the knife that had been passed down from generation to generation by the owner of the Yanyu Building.

The owner of the Yanyu Mansion still had a faint pain in his wrist, so he shook it twice and pressed it down.

"In the early years, when I was an ordinary child of Yanyulou, I was fortunate to see the old mountain lord Cui take out a sword like a rainbow sweeping the sky, and now the old mountain master is so old that he can still win the next one, which is really ashamed. ”

Yu Cheng seemed to be complimentary, but he put the word "old" on his lips, which was not without humiliation for the master of Songfeng Mountain, who was a peerless mountain master when he was young.

"When did the owner of Yanyu Mansion become your flamboyant person, it is really a great misfortune. "Although the former mountain lord of Songfeng Mountain is a crane-haired and pale face, he has his own bearing, and his voice is still peaceful, with a lonely cold that rejects people thousands of miles away.

There are also two people on the two roads up and down the mountain, still hidden in a pure black thicket, with no intention of making a move, and no sign of retreating, just blocking the road, but giving the people in Yanyulou a great sense of crisis.

Gao Xu's hair was messed up by the wind on the gun, and the madness of this handsome old man disappeared and was replaced by determination.

"What you are planning for this trip is my life, right? Or do you naturally think that if you kill Gao Xu, the lord of Songfeng Mountain, Songfeng Mountain will fall apart?"

The little smile on the corner of his mouth was magnified a thousand times, still reserved and restrained, but it was a joy that anyone could feel.

"Songfeng Mountain since the founding of the patriarch since the twenty-seven mountain masters, all of them are old and frail before abdicating to make way for the virtuous, not to mention more than ten years or more than a few decades, among which there are many mediocre people, if they are allowed to act arbitrarily, then Songfeng Mountain is afraid that a few generations will have to be eaten clean by the moths on the mountain. ”

Gao Xu pointed to his nose and smiled: "Songfeng Mountain Lord, in the eyes of the fools in the council hall, I'm afraid it's just a good dog, right?"

"However, even if you are a dog-like mountain owner, people who want to sit in this seat on Mt. Matsumine can still line up from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. Gao Xu changed his words and said to Zhang Wu, "But Old Man Zhang, I still have the years to get to the bottom of things, no matter where you look at it, Songfeng Mountain is a more reliable choice than Yanyu Building, could it be because the price he Yu Cheng offered is higher?"

"Gao Xu, don't deceive yourself. Zhang Wu scoffed, "Don't you think that face is too similar to the one in Jiangzhou General's Mansion." ”

The former showed a look of sudden realization, "Could it be that the old man has some grudges with my brother?"

Zhang Wu no longer bothered to answer this question, and the one-foot and three-inch mountain blast gun in his hand was slowly pulled away in his hand, and the spear pointed directly at Gao Xu and his people, except for Zhao Wu, who was seriously injured, the other three people in Yanyulou also changed the stance of their respective blades to the attacking moves.

When it comes to such a field, how can there be any reason to be caught with your hands tied?

Gao Xu picked up the helmet that fell to the ground, put it on and took off the armor, and the whole person was wrapped in dozens of catties of cold armor, and then pulled out the sword at his waist.

The general's sword that General Da Yao could match collided with the knife that had been passed down from generation to generation by the owner of Yanyu Building, and its sound was sonorous.