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Out of the Great Wind Hall, all the way north.

Fortunately, the official road is wide and flat, and there is no risk of earthquake.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Qianqian was extremely excited, and it could be seen that it was the first time he had gone far away. She lifted the curtain for a while, looked at the mountains and rivers outside, pestered Granny Sima to tell her allusions to the rivers and lakes, and criticized Huang Hao for not being righteous.

Huang Hao smiled bitterly, this cheap little junior sister is really full of vitality.

Huang Haoxi just took advantage of this time to close his eyes and begin to cultivate the first form of [Murderous Qi Tide Birth Technique].

After walking a short distance, the convoy suddenly ran into a reckless forest.

In charge of the convoy vigilance was a senior disciple of Dafeng Hall, called Ding Xie, but Zhao Qianqian gave him the nickname Xiao Zuanfeng.

"Sima Protector, there are some situations ahead. Ding Xie suddenly stepped back from the front at this time, and whispered close to the car window.

When Sima Xiaofeng heard this, he opened the curtain of the car and looked ahead.

Zhao Qianqian's eyes lit up, and he said to Ding Xie: "Hey, Xiao Zhuanfeng, is there someone robbing the road." ”

Ding Xie didn't know how to deal with Zhao Qianqian, his face turned red, and he said, "The eldest lady is joking, no one in this world dares to rob Dafengtang's car." ”

This is a domineering statement, but it is also true. Although Dafengtang suffered a heavy blow because of Liu Yinglong's betrayal ten years ago, but then Dafengtang earned back face in the battle of Hidden Dragon Mountain, and with nearly ten years of recuperation, the former prestige shook the rivers and lakes again.

When I got closer, I found a group of people stuck in front of the road, and a checkpoint was set up, and pedestrians and vehicles were being checked one by one.

Looking at this posture, it doesn't look like the behavior style of the Jianghu people, but more like the behavior of the government.

It's just that the government will only check the identity of those who enter the city in front of the city gate, and rarely set up barriers on the main road.

These people are dressed in mixed colors, their expressions are sly, and they don't look like people in the government.

Ding Xie only glanced at it, and then whispered, "It's from the Wild Wolf Gang." ”

Sima Xiaofeng couldn't help frowning, quite disgusted and unhappy.

can make the good old man of Dafeng Hall, Granny Sima, show such an expression, obviously this wild wolf gang is not a good way to come, but it also shows that this group of people is not easy to mess with.

When Huang Hao heard this, he couldn't help but feel strange, he didn't seem to have heard of such a gang ten years ago.

"Uncle Sima, what is the origin of this wild wolf gang, how dare you stop people on the official road!" Zhao Qianqian poked his head out of the car curtain, looked at the wild wolf gang in front of him, and couldn't help asking.

Sima Xiaofeng said lightly: "This wild wolf gang is a gang that has only suddenly risen in the past ten years, not many people know the root of this gang, only know that their gang leader is known as the golden wolf, and there are four beasts and five spirits and other minions under it. This gang acts cunningly, and in recent years, it has been killing people at every turn on the rivers and lakes, which is really hateful. ”

"So hateful, then Uncle Sima, why didn't anyone exterminate them. Zhao Qianqian asked.

Sima Xiaofeng stroked Zhao Qianqian's little head, sighed slightly, and said: "It's just that the golden wolf is a golden mountain and silver sea that doesn't have a bottom line, and he invited many good people in the rivers and lakes to work for him." If I hadn't suffered the catastrophe I had suffered ten years ago, I would have been able to exterminate this gang, but now ......"

The next words, Sima Xiaofeng did not say it. Huang Hao can probably guess it. Although the Great Wind Hall has been revitalized, it is actually no longer the strength it used to be, if it really fights with the Wild Wolf Gang, I am afraid that it will be counterattacked by the Thunderbolt Hall that is now dormant.

"The people in the carriage, quickly come out for me and be examined. After a short time, the people in front of them had already finished checking, and the people of the Wild Wolf Gang focused their attention on the seven or eight carriages in the Great Wind Hall.

Seeing that these tones were disrespectful, Ding Xie scolded and said, "Blind your dog's eyes, we are from Dafeng Hall." ”

"Dafeng Hall?" The Wild Wolf Gang obviously knew the prestige of Dafeng Hall, and they couldn't help but be a little surprised when they heard Ding Xie's shouting.

It's just that on the branch of a tree next to the road, a mocking voice suddenly came: "What about Dafeng Hall? It's long gone, and now this river and lake is the leader of my Wild Wolf Gang." Check it out for me!"

"Who dare?!" Ding Xie glared angrily, and the knife in his hand was half drawn. Although it doesn't matter if they are asked to check, but now the person sitting in the car is the head of the three protectors of the Great Wind Hall, if this is all searched, then the face of the Great Wind Hall will not exist.

Sima Xiaofeng lifted the curtain, looked at the man in sackcloth sleeping on the branch with a smile, and said, "Isn't the Flying Crow Sword Dao among the Four Beasts and Five Spirits of the Wild Wolf Gang?" ”

"Huh?" The figure in the tree saw a man in sackcloth fall to the ground, looked at Sikong Xiaofeng with his sword, and said, "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the Sikong Great Protector of the Great Wind Hall, which is really rare." ”

Sikong Xiaofeng has always been well-cultivated, and he didn't pay attention to the yin and yang weirdness in the words of this Mai swordsman, but just asked: "I don't know if your gang is setting up a card here, what is the matter?"

Seeing that Sikong Xiaofeng was so good-tempered, the Flying Crow Swordsman didn't want to be too ugly, so he replied, "It doesn't hurt to say that you guys have to listen. Our gang leader has an enemy who is not in the same place, and it is rumored that she will come to Huashan in the next few days. We're here to rob her. ”

Sikong Xiaofeng is an old Jianghu, and when he hears the words of this flying crow swordsman, he knows that it is not true. If you really want to rob and kill, how can there be such a fanfare, how stupid will it be to know that you are setting up a card here, and you will run into it headlong.

"I see. Although Sikong Xiaofeng was suspicious, he would not probe the secrets of the other gangs, but said: "This time, I took my cousin's brother to Huashan to participate in the sword meeting, I wonder if your gang can make it convenient?"

The Flying Crow Swordsman arched his hand and said, "Well, she said, since Granny Sikong said so, how can I not give face." As long as it has been checked, your hall will naturally pass. ”

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Ding Xie couldn't help but be furious when he heard this, this was obviously not giving face. And the nickname of the Dharma Protector is something that a little miscellaneous fish like you can call.

Sikong Xiaofeng's face changed, and he wanted to stop Ding Xie: "Xiao Ding, don't be impulsive!"

It's a pity that it's too late, Ding Xie has already drawn his sword, and he flew over, and then flashed to the side of the flying evil swordsman, and the sword slashed at the opponent's neck in a flash.

The Flying Crow Swordsman sneered on his face, and when Ding Xie approached, he suddenly raised his left palm, only to see that inside the sleeve, there seemed to be a living creature shooting out, straight to Ding Xie's face.

"Ahh

The Raven Swordsman spat out a soft sword as black as ink from his sleeve, the tip of the sword dripping blood, and poking an eyeball.

Zhao Qianqian was frightened by this bloody scene, and threw herself into Sikong Xiaofeng's arms, trembling.

The crow swordsman pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, swallowed the eyeballs of the tip of the sword into his mouth, chewed carefully, and said, "You are useless to this trick, it is better to cheapen me, how about making Lao Tzu's appetizers?"

As soon as the words fell, the soft sword, which was as black as a crow, suddenly stabbed into Ding Xie's eyes again.

Ding Xie covered his face and fell to the ground at this time, so painful that he couldn't move at all, and the situation was extremely urgent.

Sikong Xiaofeng's brows furrowed, hesitating whether to make a move.

The sword light stagnated, stopping at the only remaining three inches in front of Ding Xie's left eye, and he could no longer advance an inch.

Ding Xie stared at the tip of the sword, frightened, and his vision was scattered. After a while, his sight regained, and he saw two fingers gently gripping the tip of the sword, saving him from the fate of becoming blind.

The person who made the shot was naturally Huang Hao.

When Huang Hao saw the scene of Ding Xie being injured and blood splattering before, the [Murderous Tide Recipe] that had not advanced for a long time suddenly launched, and the murderous aura was agitated, and a nameless violence filled Huang Hao's heart.

The two scales hidden deep in the body were activated without warning.

It was just an ordinary wolf leap, and Huang Hao actually flashed out of the carriage and inserted it between Ding Xie and the Flying Crow Swordsman.

Two fingers covered in black scales, and with a single probe, they grabbed the tip of the Raven Swordsman's sword.

Huang Hao was ecstatic, he couldn't imagine that the [Murderous Qi Tide Technique] that he had been practicing hard for the past few days had actually made a breakthrough at such a time.

"Who are you?" Seeing that Huang Hao was able to hold him against the tip of the sword, the Flying Crow Swordsman couldn't help but be a little surprised, and asked in a cold voice.

Huang Hao woke up from his joy, lifted the tip of the sword, leveled it in front of him, and said lightly: "Under the Huang ...... Ruan Haikuo. ”

"Ruan Haikuo?" the Flying Crow Swordsman frowned and thought for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it, there is no such name in the top 100 people on the list. ”

"You mean, only the top 100 people can hold the tip of your sword?" Huang Hao said with a smile.

The Flying Crow Swordsman said proudly: "Because I am the hundredth on the list of outstanding people. ”

Huang Hao laughed and said, "Coincidentally, I am also the hundredth on the list of outstanding people." ”

The Crow Swordsman looked stunned, his eyes were cold for a moment, and he said, "What do you mean by that?"

Huang Hao suddenly used his physical strength and energy, and flashed in front of the Flying Crow Swordsman with only one movement, his face less than a foot away from the face of the Flying Crow Swordsman.

Without waiting for the Flying Crow Sword to come back to his senses, Huang Hao's clenched fists came out, which was the "Tiger Fighting Style" in the Seven Killing Boxing!

No matter how strong a little flying crow is, can it be stronger than a tiger? As soon as this tiger fighting style comes out, it is a power that can really bombard the tiger on the spot.

"Bang!"

I saw that the Flying Crow Swordsman was like a cannonball out of his cavity, flying upside down more than ten feet away, spurting blood from his mouth and nose, and seeing that he was not alive.

The eyes of the Flying Crow Swordsman were full of horror, and he swallowed a mouthful of old blood in his mouth, shouting, "No, it's impossible!"

Huang Hao put away his two fingers, which were as black as ink, and said lightly: "Now I am the 100th on the list of outstanding people, is there a mistake in the next one?"

The Raven Swordsman opened his eyes in anger, and he didn't bat at death.

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