"Senior Brother Xu......"

It took two breaths for the four First Sword Pavilion disciples to react, and they hurriedly helped Senior Brother Xu, who was eating soil on the ground, to his feet.

"Kill him for me!"

Xu Zijin's face was like an unpredictable cloud in the sky, one moment red, one moment white, and then a moment of iron blue, and he shouted hoarsely, and after the four First Sword Pavilion disciples glanced at each other, two of them moved, and there were two more cold long swords in their hands.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

One of them said coldly to Jiang Xiaohe, Jiang Xiaohe heard this, and said with a disdainful smile: "Yijian Pavilion, it is really better to be famous than to meet!"

The two of them turned red, and in public, they really didn't do it authentically today, but so what?

The Qianyuan Continent is originally a world of the jungle, as long as they kill this person named Jiang Xiaohe today, who will remember him in a few days?

Chen Jinshui stood beside Jiang Xiaohe and nodded matter-of-factly: "What you said is good!"

After that, he took out a turquoise flute from the storage bag on his waist: "You can face the battle with peace of mind, I will help you sweep the battle!"

After speaking, he also glanced at the two Yijian Pavilion disciples standing beside Xu Zijin, and that appearance was obviously telling everyone: I just want to prevent you from sneaking attack.

The four disciples of the One Sword Pavilion who were angry were angry, and smoke was rising above their heads, but they couldn't say a word from what they had just done.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-

Xu Zijin was angry, his waist hurt, his buttocks hurt, and his head hurt at this time, and he really didn't want to listen to them anymore.

Of course, there is also the most important reason, he is afraid that Miss Yun will suddenly appear and find out his embarrassed appearance.

Jiang Xiaohe is waiting for this sentence, in his cognition, since he is an enemy, he must use all means to eliminate it!

I saw that his whole body was shocked, and at the same time that a faint protective shield wrapped himself, the burning stick had already appeared in his hand, and he stepped forward violently, slashing at the long-faced disciple.

The long-faced disciple is already a martial disciple at the ninth level of cultivation, and he is also considered Chu Qiao among the new generation of disciples of the First Sword Pavilion, and a set of "Ling Feng Listening to the Rain Sword" makes the clouds flow smoothly and the sword intent is full, otherwise he is not qualified to walk with Xu Zijin.

The reason why Jiang Xiaohe picked him out was because the other person was already a martial artist, so he naturally had to pick a soft persimmon first.

The long-faced man's face sank, and the long sword in his hand roared, turning into a dazzling white mang that hit the body of the burning stick straight, and then the sword light flashed, and it disappeared directly.

"Edgeworth?"

"The little martial apprentice level 9 can actually resist the sword?"

"Hey, the ninth level of the martial apprentice can be the sword, could it be the first person under the martial artist of the First Sword Pavilion, the young sword Lin Shaochen?"

"Yes, yes, the entire One Sword Pavilion, the person who can use the martial apprentice ninth-level sword, he is the only one!"

"Eh, that kid ......"

Everyone talked about it, Jiang Xiaohe didn't take it to heart, after seeing the long sword in Lin Shaochen's hand disappear for the first time, he was also a little flustered, but then he found that the long sword did not disappear at all, but just rushed to the back of his head with speed.

Under the shroud of his divine consciousness, there is nothing to hide!

A piercing hissing sound came from the left, Jiang Xiaohe's steps flickered, and suddenly brought up phantoms, and when the white sword light caught up with his shadow, the others had already arrived behind Lin Zichen, and the burning stick in his hand was just hanging on his neck.

This series of actions is very exhausting, but in fact, it only happens in the time of one or two breaths, and before the martial artist realm is ready to make a move, Lin Zichen was taken down.

A drop of sweat fell from Lin Zichen's sideburns, and a dense layer of goosebumps rose on his neck, and he felt that the black big knife was exuding a cold aura.

"Senior Brother Wu, kill him, he doesn't dare to attack Senior Brother Lin!"

Xu Zijin screamed at the top of his throat, Senior Brother Wu suddenly frowned, and his heart was a little unhappy, he was not Xu Zijin's idiot.

The person in front of him, although his cultivation is a martial arts disciple of the ninth level, his yuan power is pure and vigorous, his eyes are calm, his breath is restrained, and there is a faint evil aura on his body, and he must have more than one or two lives on his hands.

He didn't dare to do it?

What a joke!

On the other hand, if Senior Brother Lin really dies here today and returns to the door, he and the other two will definitely become Xu Zijin's scapegoats and be severely punished.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I will each take a step back, and we promise not to trouble you again, how about it?"

Senior Brother Wu looked at Jiang Xiaohe and said seriously.

"I don't want to get into trouble either!" Jiang Xiaohe said coldly: "But, how can you guarantee that I will ...... after I let him go?"

Before Jiang Xiaohe finished speaking, he felt a chill in his back, his eyes were instantly cold, his body moved slightly, and a white light passed by him, shooting directly into Lin Zichen's neck.

With Lin Zichen's cultivation, he could naturally sense the killing intent behind him, but he couldn't dodge: when he was held by the knife on his neck, his cultivation was also sealed!

"Xu Gongzi is right, I really don't dare to kill him, but someone dares!"

Jiang Xiaohe glanced at Xu Zijin, who had a hideous face, and the disdain between his eyebrows flashed.

"You ......"

Xu Zijin's face turned red, kicked and breathed, he couldn't wait to swallow Jiang Xiaohe in one bite, stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiang Xiaohe and gritted his teeth and couldn't speak.

"Let's go!"

Senior Brother Wu had a cold face, glared at the disciple who had sneaked up, and put Lin Zichen's body into the storage bag and left first.

Xu Zijin wanted to say something, but was dragged away by the other two disciples.

Everyone who watched the excitement also left one after another, Jiang Xiaohe and Chen Jinshui entered the restaurant, and when they were about to go to the room, they heard someone in the lobby greet them:

"Jiang Daoyou. ”

Jiang Xiaohe turned around and saw that it was the Lin family brothers and sisters who had a relationship with the Yun family, and it was Lin Feng who greeted him.

"It turned out to be Lin Gongzi and Miss Lin!"

The four of them asked for a private room, and the Lin brothers and sisters praised Jiang Xiaohe, and then told him to be more careful before going back.

In the evening, the little second brother of the restaurant handed Chen Jinshui and Jiang Xiaohe two invitations, it turned out that the son of the Zuo family would hold a banquet in Tianxiangju at noon tomorrow, hoping that the two of them could attend.

"Are you going?"

Jiang Xiaohe glanced at Chen Jinshui, he didn't know what kind of Zuo Gongzi this was, what did they have to do with him?

"The eldest lady's name is Zuo Qiuyue, and Zuo Gongzi is his nephew. ”

Chen Jinshui said casually: "It is estimated that you know that you are involved in the affairs of the Mu family, so there is this one." ”

"Then let's go and see, you must know that cutting grass does not remove roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows!"

"What, are you still going to destroy the Zuo family?" Chen Jinshui smiled a little more:

"The head of the Zuo family is not injured, his cultivation has reached the seventh level of a martial artist, and there is also a father of the ninth level of a martial artist, and the two younger brothers are also the fourth level of martial arts cultivation, even if the two Mu families are not as good as one. ”

Jiang Xiaohe's eyes flashed, if he faced two martial artists at the fourth level, he was sure, if a martial artist at the seventh level was seriously injured, he could win it, but it was difficult to say if the martial artist was at the ninth level.

What's more, these people can't fight him alone.

It's really difficult!

"Then you have to beat them up, otherwise how will you gain a foothold here in the future?"

Jiang Xiaohe felt that if he really reached the step of not dying, he would be cheeky enough to go to Yun Yao to help drag the martial artist to the ninth level, and kill all the others.

"Since I sold the Mu family's property, I am not ready to gain a foothold here, but I am afraid that we have to go to this banquet. ”

Chen Jinshui approached the window and looked out, and two young people were sitting in the teahouse opposite Yuefu Restaurant, looking this way.

"Okay, let any son, young lady, young master and the like in Qingyun Prefecture meet me, the fourth son of the Mu family who can't be on the stage!"

"I also sent two people to keep an eye on me, is this because I am afraid that we will not be able to escape?"

To be honest, Jiang Xiaohe really thinks that these people are full of food and have nothing to do, if they want to fight or kill, just come to a happy fight, what are you doing with these vain things?

"Weren't you going to run?"

......

At noon the next day, the top floor of Tianxiangju was chartered by Zuo Gongzi, and when the two came, there were already many people in the hall.

"Jiang Daoyou, Mu Gongzi, the two of you are finally here!"

When a man in a blue robe and white jade crown hair saw the two, he immediately walked over with a smile and greeted the two.

"Mu Gongzi, isn't there only three sons in the Mu family, where did such a person come out?"

"You don't know this, I heard that it was a subordinate in the same mansion after the head of the Mu family got drunk...... However, the Mu family has never recognized his identity!"

"Hey, this Mu family has just been destroyed, it can't be this masterpiece, right?"

"If it's really his masterpiece, why do you sell the Mu family's property in a hurry and prepare to run away?"

Everyone talked about it, and the two of them looked as usual, and they didn't squint, so they didn't hear it.

"In the lower left to Qin, today we specially set up a banquet here to invite the nearby young ladies to gather, thank you two for enjoying the light. ”

"Zuo Gongzi is polite, we are just two nobodies, thanks to Zuo Gongzi's invitation, how dare you not come?"

Chen Jinshui also politely replied.

"Jiang Xiaohe, Mu Jinling, do you still dare to come?"

Suddenly, a voice of gnashing teeth suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the sound to look, and saw that it was Xu Zijin, the young master of the First Sword Pavilion, who spoke, and couldn't help but have a smile on their faces.

Everyone has heard about the matter at the door of Yuefu Restaurant, and Xu Zijin, who has always been above the top, suffered a loss in the hands of these two people, and he also died a "Little Sword Lin Shaochen".

"Gongzi Xu, I have also heard some of the grievances of the three, today I am holding a banquet, how about Gongzi Xu give me a face?"

Zuo Xiangqin hurriedly stood up and played a round game.

"Zuo Gongzi's face is naturally to be given, so today we are just learning from each other, and we will not hurt our lives!"

Xu Zijin said coldly, and at the same time hugged his fists to everyone present: "Please also ask all Taoist friends to be a witness!"

"This ......"

Zuo Xiangqin looked embarrassed, looked at Xu Zijin, looked at Chen Jinshui and Jiang Xiaohe, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"It's not uncommon for monks to learn from each other, or why don't you show your hands and open everyone's eyes?"

"I really did that, and I had to set up that. ”

Jiang Xiaohe was disdainful, and Chen Jinshui smiled and said nothing.