Evening.

Wan Gyu and the others guarded outside the quiet room. The seven of them were about three feet apart, and they stared at this third uncle who had never met very tacitly.

Qi Changfa put his hands behind his back and didn't make too many movements.

Lurking in the countryside for many years, although he is obsessed with the Liancheng Sword Spectrum, his martial arts have not been pulled down, and he is not as good as Wan Zhen Mountain's distraction Wuyun Club affairs, so he has been promoted to the first-class a year ago.

If there is really any idea, the seven people of Wangui can't stop it.

In fact, he did have the intention of breaking in and questioning clearly, but the treasure of Liancheng was very important, and if they were really targeted by outsiders, their brothers and sisters would still have to join forces to fight, so they would be patient and wait a little longer.

"Third junior brother, come in."

In the room, the hoarse voice of Wan Zhenshan was heard.

"Master!" The disciples of Wanzhen Mountain were a little anxious and shouted.

"You're out on guard."

Wan Zhenshan's orders, the disciples did not dare to disobey.

Qi Changfa did not delay, and strode into the room.

Wan Zhenshan sat cross-legged on the futon, his wound had been stabilized with his true qi, but his face was pale, obviously a serious injury to his vitality.

"What the hell is going on, don't sell it to Lao Tzu again!" Qi Changfa got straight to the point.

"Third junior brother, don't be so angry."

Wan Zhenshan waved his hand and lowered his voice: "Have you ever seen this Dongfang Yi's swordsmanship?" ”

"Qi Mou thinks he is good at guarding, but he has to praise this swordsmanship, it is really impermeable, but it is ...... specific"

Qi Changfa frowned: "When it comes to martial arts, the second child is the most attentive." If he was there, he would be able to see it. ”

Iron Bone Mo Calyx Mei Niansheng accepted three disciples that year, the eldest disciple Wuyun Shou Wan Zhenshan, the second disciple Lu Shenlong Yan Daping, and the third apprentice Tiesuo Hengjiang Qi Changfa.

Wanzhen Mountain is a master with art, miscellaneous; He is thoughtful and chaotic; Only Yan Daping is the only person, although he is also greedy, he is most fascinated by martial arts.

Back then, he was able to compete with Wan Zhenshan, who was more than ten years older.

"The third junior brother seems to be really busy in the countryside all these years."

Wan Zhenshan stabbed without yin or yang, and saw that Qi Changfa was about to turn his face, so he continued: "Although Dongfang Yi only started to attack after twenty moves, and covered it with fists. But his sixty-third move obviously has the shadow of the three tricks of the Xiandu Sect Feiyan, the sixty-seventh move uses the Bohai Sect's True Wave Sword Technique, the seventy-third move uses the Qianliuzhuang Qingfeng Sword, and the seventy-seventh move uses the Taibai Sect ......"

"What's the use of you telling me this!" Qi Changfa couldn't bear to interrupt.

The Xiandu faction and the Bohai faction have some names in the southern coastal areas, but to be honest, they are ordinary sects, and their heads are not first-class, so they can't be on the stage.

Wan Zhenshan said lightly: "Then what if I tell you that these sects are now empty?" ”

"What?!"

Qi Changfa was really shocked by this sentence.

Not a soul was there?

The sect is easy to move, and even if it wants to move, it will be announced to friends in advance. There is only one possibility for people to go to the empty building - to be destroyed!

And he didn't even escape alive!

"Not only that, but also Flying Tiger Village, Qingzhu Gang, Bagua Gate, Wei Tuo Gate, and Maple Leaf Village."

"The ancestor of Wei Tuomen is a disciple of the Shaolin layman! They dare to move this?! Qi Changfa became more and more shocked.

Shaolin is the leader of martial arts.

The lay disciples don't know how many mortals, they have already joined together, and they move their whole bodies!

Let's not say that no one dares to mess with it!

At least no one dares to disobey them!

Even if those first-class underworld giants want to make a move, they will release the wind in advance and give them a way out.

"The strength of the ancestor of Wei Tuomen is only the peak of the second rate, and he relies on the prestige of the Shaolin Temple to monopolize Jiangzhou. Jiangzhou is the place where the three rivers converge, and the filial piety paid by passing ships every year is more than 100,000 taels. Wei Tuomen can be regarded as rich over the years, not to mention seven or eight hundred thousand taels of silver.

Plus the Flying Tiger Village, the Qingzhu Gang, and the Taibai faction...... Although these are only second-rate sects, they have been in business for many years, and each sect still has more than 100,000 taels of silver. Added up in bits and pieces, at least this number is obtained. Wan Zhenshan raised his palm.

Grunt.

Qi Changfa couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Dripping Sword and the others only attack the second-rate sect, and their strength must be limited. Now they are eyeing my Wuyun Society, but they never expected that I had already investigated it clearly, set up a situation in secret, and waited for them to come...... Of course, if the plan fails, he will never let the junior brother run in vain. Wan Zhenshan raised two fingers.

Qi Chang's hair and eyes flickered slightly.

Things will certainly not be as simple as Wan Zhenshan said, but the silver two are dazzling. Others are middle-aged, and they have been promoted to the first-class. I thought to myself that even if there was any danger, it would be okay to escape alone.

After thinking for a long time, he stretched out his sleeve and held Wan Zhenshan's right hand: "I want this number!" ”

"No problem!"

Wan Zhenshan was very happy, and turned to whisper: "It's not ......"

Qi Changfa groaned and made a choice, and said, "By the way, what about the second child?" It's better to call him for the same thing. ”

After all these years, Yan Daping must have been promoted to the first-class, and even in the first-class, he is not a weakling.

First-class martial artists are also divided into levels: ordinary first-class, break through the limits of the exercises, and the martial arts under control will be completed and their power will be greatly increased.

The top first-class is different, and the power of the martial arts at the bottom of the box is huge, which is comparable to that of a peerless master. Or the internal force is adventured, and the purity is far beyond the ordinary first-class.

In the ordinary first-class room, the strength is basically the same, and if you want to win or lose, you have to have eighty or ninety moves, or even hundreds of moves.

But the top first-class is different, with a special move, you can press the ordinary first-class fight.

Above that, it is the first-class peak, the real legend of the rivers and lakes.

For example, the Sword Saint is clear and clear, and he has mastered the complete Dugu Nine Swords, and he is only half a step away from the top.

"The dick is more slippery than you! But it doesn't matter, I'll make another arrangement, and this time I will definitely be able to make a contribution in one fell swoop. ”

After some deliberation.

Qi Changfa left, and the seven disciples walked into the room.

Wan Zhenshan briefly explained a few words.

The seven disciples also went to do as they were told.

The room was silent, save for the flickering of candles.

"Got it figured?"

The cold and sneering voice suddenly sounded, and a tall and thin masked man in green clothes walked out from behind the screen. His eyes were peculiar, triangular in shape, flat, pale, and bloodless.

Wan Zhenshan's complexion changed for a while.

The people in Tsing Yi came to the door after Dongfang Yi sent a war book.

If there is a choice, he does not want to participate in this troubled water.

The second-rate forces, although not as conspicuous as the first-class sects, are also well-known in the local area. One or two disappeared, and it didn't matter if there was no turmoil, so many second-rate forces disappeared one after another, and there was no movement in the rivers and lakes...... It's chilling to think about.

The forces behind Dongfang Yi are menacing, and the forces behind the people in Tsing Yi obviously have bad intentions!

The Wuyun Society is just a pawn in the game between the two.

If you lose, your family will be ruined; If you win, you will have endless troubles; Pity...... He tried many times to dispel Dongfang Yi's covetousness without knowing it, but in the end he failed.

"Please also ask your envoy to help."

……

"You let me go!"

"I'm really wronged, wronged!"

Di Yun was trapped on a pillar in the firewood room.

He shouted loudly, trying to get people to come to help, but it was useless, he shouted for a long time, his voice was hoarse, and still no one paid attention.

By the time the sun went down, he was pale and thirsty.

"You're useless in this afterlife! is young, and he is still a practicing family, but he can't even beat a few people! I don't know how you learned? ”

"Who?!"

Di Yun turned his head in Xunsheng, but saw the old beggar in the day holding the roast chicken and looking at him with a smile.

Although he is a countryman, he is a little wooden, but he still has a brain.

"Senior, my sword is unsheathed, I'm afraid of hurting them, and Uncle Wan will not look good at that time. Otherwise, they would have been lying down, how could they be my opponents? Di Yun argued.

"Huh! The lonely Hong in Tang poetry swordsmanship came from the sea, and Chi Huang didn't dare to care. It was done by Zhang Jiuling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, who was higher than the Qing Dynasty and did not like to fight for power and profit. Turning into a swordsmanship, you need to have an elegant and proud atmosphere between expectations. Such a dashing sword move is made by you to be as timid, like a thief who has stolen something......" the old beggar laughed.

"What Tang poetry swordsmanship, it's obviously a lying corpse swordsmanship. My master said that this sword technique is very powerful, and if you stab a few moves, you will have to lie down and become a corpse. And what kind of valley is not right...... It was my brother who shouted up, but he didn't dare to pass, and my junior sister did the same! Could it be that my master can deliberately lie to my junior sister?! That's his own daughter! Di Yun retorted.

"Qi Changfa, Qi Changfa, you are really ruthless!"

The old beggar shook his head and burst out laughing.