"Buddha Gate Golden Bell Jar!" Lu Xiaofeng said with a solemn expression. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He is already familiar with the bitter gourd master and honest monk among the four major Shaolin monks, and he will not be wrong about such Shaolin magic tricks. At this time, he looked at Wang Chan again, his eyes were completely different from just now, and all kinds of possibilities flashed in his mind.

During the time that Lu Xiaofeng was pondering, there were already three people who fell to the ground and could never move, the Yanling knife was broken into two and stuck diagonally on the window lattice, the three sticks were smashed into pieces, and the Lianzi gun simply flew out of the window.

Among the five people, only two middle-aged men with swords were still standing there at a distance.

Wang Chan glanced at them lightly, and then retracted his gaze, there are many things that cannot be lived up to in this world, and food and wine are naturally one of them.

Su Shaoying, who was on the side, suddenly spoke: "Good kung fu!"

"I also want to ask Wang Shaoxia for his golden bell jar magic skills, please!"

When the word "please" came out, he suddenly stabbed out the chopsticks in his hand obliquely.

This gentle and elegant young bachelor actually used his teeth and chopsticks as a sword at this moment, and displayed the authentic inner swordsmanship.

Su Shaoying's swordsmanship is light and smart, the changes are wonderful, and the sword does not leave Wang Chan's eyes, ****, these may be the vital parts where the golden bell jar is located. I have to say that Su Shaoying's swordsmanship is really good, and he can be regarded as a leader in the younger generation, and he may be able to become a real swordsman in another twenty years.

Wang Chan was still sitting there, picking up the root chopsticks in his hand, and did not raise his head, and with a slight stroke of the chopsticks in his hand, he immediately dissolved Su Shaoying's offensive lightly.

None of Su Shaoying's seven swords could be fully used, and whenever he wanted to use the sword, he would find that all his back roads had already been completely blocked, and he had changed seven times in a row, every time.

He stopped abruptly, because he could only do that.

Su Shaoying suddenly found that the man in front of him, who always had a smile on his face and only cared about eating and drinking, seemed to know more about the swordsmanship he used than himself.

He stabbed out with a sword, and the other party seemed to have already known his next move, Su Shaoying only felt that a big stone was blocked in his chest, and in the end, he couldn't hold back anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his pale face was completely bloodless.

He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Wang Chan and couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency is also a descendant of Emei, and can also use Emei swordsmanship?"

Wang Chan shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "To you, there are various schools of swordsmanship, and the changes in the style are different, but for me, all the swordsmanship in this world is the same. "This is the most mysterious truth in martial arts, Su Shaoying seems to understand whether he understands it or not, he wants to ask, but he doesn't even know how to ask.

When the two sword-wielding masters not far away heard these words, they couldn't help but be shocked, and they couldn't help but take two steps back.

At that moment, a man suddenly appeared behind them and blocked their way.

I saw that this man was standing upright, and his clothes were as white as snow, but the sword at his waist was black, pitch black, narrow, and ancient.

"What man!" both turned around at the same time, drew their swords from their waists, and shouted loudly.

"Simon blows snow. ”

Simon blows snow, the name itself is like a sword, cold and sharp.

The two of them stepped back again, just as they had just stood, and only the direction changed.

In a flash of the sword, Ximen Fuxue's sword had already pierced the throats of the two famous swordsmen.

When the sword was drawn, there was still blood on the tip of the sword.

Simon blew the snow gently, and a series of blood dripped from the tip of the sword. Although his face was still expressionless, his indifferent eyes were already glowing, and he looked at Wang Chan coldly, and said coldly: "You also use a sword?"

"Questions?" Wang Chan chuckled as he looked at Ximen Blowing Snow.

"Draw your sword. ”

Wang Chan shook his head slowly.

"Why?"

"Because it's not the time yet. ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you. ”

Ximen Fuxue finally took a deep look at the gentleman's sword behind Wang Chan and turned to leave.

"It's not over yet, you promised to help me!" Lu Xiaofeng said urgently, what are you kidding, in order to ask Ximen to blow the snow, he even shaved his most precious beard, how could he just watch the other party leave.

"The person I promised to kill for you is Yan Tieshan's. ”

Simon did not look back when a gust of wind blew, and the night mist had just risen from the lotus pond, and his people had suddenly disappeared into the fog.

"This liar!" Lu Xiaofeng gritted his teeth with hatred.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng's deflated appearance, Wang Chan felt relieved for a while, and said with a smile: "It's late at night, if you don't have anything to do, you can leave." ”

However, it did not go.

"I'm here to collect debts. Lu Xiaofeng looked at Wang Chan and added at the end. "Help others collect debts. ”

"I'm the steward here. Huo Tianqing looked at Wang Chan, his face turned pale.

"I am not in debt and I do not need a housekeeper. Wang Chan had a smile on his face and said slowly.

"You don't owe debts, but Yan Tieshan owes debts, this Jeweled Pavilion doesn't belong to him, let alone you!"

A voice as clear as a silver bell sounded, and a person suddenly jumped out of the window, wrapped tightly around her in black shark skin.

The slender and moving figure, with water still dripping from his body, obviously had just been turned out of the lotus leaf pond to the water pavilion.

Although Wang Chan had never seen this woman, he guessed her identity from the reaction on Lu Xiaofeng's face. Shangguan Feiyan.

"If you really want to ask Yan Tieshan for a debt, then go to hell to find him. Wang Chan sneered, waved his right hand, and the chopsticks in his hand immediately turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards Shangguan Feiyan.

"Be careful!"

An exclamation sounded, and Lu Xiaofeng used all his strength to perform light skills, almost turning into an afterimage, and appeared in front of Shangguan Feiyan at the last moment.

The legendary finger gripped the blade that had broken through the air, as usual. I only heard the "click" of my body, and my teeth and chopsticks broke in two and fell to the ground weakly.

Huo Tianqing, who was on the side, secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, if Lu Xiaofeng didn't make a move, he would definitely make a move.

The strong wind blew away Shangguan Feiyan's hair, and the cloud-like soft hair spread out with the wind and spread over her shoulders, making her face even paler and more beautiful.

Shangguan Feiyan was obviously frightened by Wang Chan's sword, she had never been as close to death as she was just now, and the fear of that moment made her still a little unreliant until this moment. If Lu Xiaofeng was slower for even a second, she wouldn't be able to stand here now.

At this time, in her eyes, Wang Chan was a psychopath, how could a normal man kill a beautiful woman for no reason, she didn't say anything.

In the face of this kind of neurotic player, Shangguan Feiyan just wants to say go next door to your mother. (To be continued.) )