Among the 100 households.

He Nian asked, "I wonder if Master Zhang likes to drink or not?" ”

Zhang Yuelu asked rhetorically: "What, why do you want to invite me to drink?" ”

"This is natural, this thirty-year-old wine in the hands of the old man, why don't you ask Master Zhang to taste one or two first?" He Nian laughed.

"Not good." Zhang Yuelu said, "This is the wine that thousands of households want, how can I win people's love?" ”

"It's okay, I'll just get another altar for the Thousand Households." He Nian threw the wine jar in his hand suddenly.

The wine jar was injected with true qi by He Nian in advance, and before it could hit the ground, it exploded in the air, and the liquor contained in it fell like rain.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Yuelu turned into a paper umbrella with "photoless paper" to cover his figure, and then the paper umbrella swirled, and the wine was thrown away by the rotating umbrella surface, scattering in all directions.

Some of them landed on the eaves of the railings, or on the walls of the ground, and in an instant, they corroded into small holes and sneered.

If you look closely, what kind of old wine is this, it is clearly the waste liquid "green alum oil" produced by alchemy, and I don't know what poison has been added, which is extremely weird. You only need to get a little bit of it on your body, but you are afraid that it will rot to the bone.

However, the "photoless paper" is a half-immortal thing, and it is on top of the treasure, not only has it not been damaged, but it has not even left any traces.

He Nian didn't say anything more, stretched out his hand, and the saber on his waist flew into his hand.

He Nian held the knife in his right hand, and gently wiped the two fingers of his left hand on the knife body, and the knife body was suddenly covered with a layer of white light, which was uncertain, like ripples in the water, and at the same time there was a faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring.

Zhang Yuelu instantly felt the chilling meaning, and said softly: "In the wind and ze, the Fuke is the master, and the water and fire are used to transform the reality. Something interesting. ”

He Nian said calmly: "To deal with Master Zhang, it is natural to use some housekeeping skills. ”

Zhang Yuelu closed the paper umbrella in his hand, signaling that He Nian could let go.

He Nian was not polite, his body advanced rapidly, and he slashed horizontally.

Zhang Yuelu stood still, just when the blade was about to arrive, Zhang Yuelu's cloak was windless and automatic, and a circle of qi ripples rippled around his body, and the paper umbrella in his hand was like a sword, pointing at the weak position of the blade, only a soft sound was heard, and He Nian almost couldn't hold the saber in his hand.

At this moment, a heavy snow finally fell.

He Nian's face changed slightly, and he stabbed up again.

The snow curtain was split in two in an instant.

Zhang Yuelu raised the paper umbrella in his hand, replaced the sword with the umbrella, and crossed in front of him.

The piercing sound of gold and stone clashing sounded.

The two of them separated suddenly, and the long knife in He Nian's hand trembled slightly, causing all the snowflakes within an inch of the blade to turn into snow particles like sprinkling salt.

Zhang Yuelu didn't get half a snowflake on her body, and the falling snowflakes swirled and flew around her, like a cloud of light smoke and mist.

The two walked opposite each other, and they didn't give in.

The paper umbrella and the long knife each arced in the snow, and then collided violently.

The violent qi engine shock directly shattered the snow curtain around the two sides into a vast white mist.

The two fought in one place.

He Nian knife kills, fierce and fierce, only attacking but not defending, advancing but not retreating, death but no life.

Zhang Yuelu's umbrella is light and unpredictable, as if the smoke and snow do not see the umbrella, but the paper umbrella does not see people.

But seeing Zhang Yuelu's body is light and agile, coming and going, the sword moves are subtle, virtual or real, extremely evasive, although a real person is in front of him, it makes He Nian feel ethereal, like smoke and fog.

He Nian could only wave the long knife in his hand impenetrable, and the sound of whistling through the air was almost in a line.

Zhang Yuelu still had the strength to speak after the fierce battle: "Sure enough, you are the person dressed as the soap officer!" Where are your accomplices? ”

He Nian's face changed suddenly: "How do you know?" ”

Zhang Yuelu didn't answer, and swept by an umbrella lightly.

In an instant, the snowflakes in the courtyard instantly shattered, turning into countless powdery snow particles, like mist, enveloping He Nian in it.

He Nian suddenly fell backwards and retreated from a distance of more than ten zhang, and the qi around his body was constantly agitating, causing the surrounding snow curtain to also fluctuate.

The white fog from the falling snow followed.

After He Nian stopped his body, he activated the true qi in his body, and there was a rolling knife on the long knife in his hand, like riding the wind and waves, breaking through this obstructive white mist, and at the same time, the true qi contained in it was completely shattered in one go.

The qi machine echoed all around, causing the snow mist mixed with the abundant qi machine to fly in the distance between the two of them.

The sword qi in He Nian's hand is like the river tide during the Dragon Boat Festival, rising again and again, that is, the sword qi is clearly visible in the vast snow and mist, condensing almost substantially, as if adding another edge to the knife body, and it is approaching Zhang Yuelu.

Countless whirlwind qi machines were born around Zhang Yuelu's body, layered on top of each other, endlessly, making He Nian's knife seem to be stuck in a quagmire, no matter what, he couldn't advance or retreat a bit.

He Nian did not hesitate to let go of his right hand holding the knife, and while his body stepped back, he pointed at the head of the long knife.

The long knife suddenly let out a thunderous sound, the knife qi was restrained, and there was a faint arc flickering, and it instantly broke free from the entanglement of the qi machine, and stabbed Zhang Yuelu's face door.

The "Imperial Sword Technique" of the Qi Refiner.

Zhang Yuelu stopped, her feet did not move, and her upper body jerked back, showing an exaggerated angle almost parallel to the ground.

After the long knife swept over Zhang Yuelu, she just straightened up, but saw He Nian pinching the sword trick in his right hand, and made a pull back action, and then the long knife was pulled by the true qi, and it was forced to turn out a circular arc behind Zhang Yuelu, as if a swallow was circling around the beam, and stabbed the woman's back of the heart again.

Zhang Yuelu turned around suddenly, and the paper umbrella in his hand opened, like a lotus blooming, and like a big shield, blocking the heart-piercing knife from behind.

The long knife stabbed at the surface of the umbrella, making a sharp and piercing sound of gold and stone colliding and rubbing.

He Nian made a gesture of grasping the hilt of the knife, and the long knife turned around and hovered in front of its master.

He Nian held the knife again, followed the knife, and the whole person swept towards Zhang Yuelu again, as if he was listening to thunder in a silent place, and it was coming in an instant.

In the face of this knife, Zhang Yuelu did not dodge, and turned the paper umbrella in his hand into a white paper spear and stabbed out.

The tip of the spear was pointed on the blade, and He Nian's figure shook suddenly, and a flush appeared on his face.

Zhang Yuelu swayed backwards, and after his feet touched the ground, the violent qi exploded directly under his feet, spreading to the surroundings, like a white lotus that was slowly blooming.

When Zhang Yuelu stood still, He Nian also rushed forward again, and the sword qi skyrocketed, making the blade that was originally only three feet longer by half a foot.

Zhang Yuelu held the spear in both hands, and swept it out with one shot, and its momentum was so great that it made people have the illusion that the spear was bent into an arc. He Nian blocked it with a backhand, and the two collided, and suddenly there was a thunderclap, and countless chaotic qi machines scattered in all directions.

Zhang Yuelu's body moved with the spear in his hand, sweeping and arcing, three arcs like half moons, and nine sweeps into a full moon.

This set of marksmanship came from the hand of Qi Ying, the governor of Qinzhong in the former dynasty, and its marksmanship is recognized as unparalleled in the world. This man once led his army to fight against the Golden Horde, and only on the battlefield can he sharpen his marksmanship to the extreme.

Qi Ying used a gun, swept and did not pierce again, and once swept the river pouring down the Luoshui with eighty-one consecutive sweeps.

I saw Zhang Yuelu nine swept into the full moon, the move has not made the old, has circled, and then there is the big full moon set of small full moon, the half moon hangs on the string moon, the full moon of the spear is more and more, after a while, Zhang Yuelu's whole body is hidden in countless full moons, the full moon has not disappeared, the other is regenerated, although the spear is extremely fast, but can not hear the slightest sound of strong wind whistling, which shows that it is not blindly strong, and the flexibility and toughness under the strength have reached the realm.

At this time, He Nian could not find the gap in Zhang Yuelu's marksmanship, the arc became a moon, layer upon layer, just like a well-organized military formation, retreating and defending, advancing and attacking, like a shield wall wave, slowly surging, not a move to attack, but a defensive posture mixed with dozens of marksmanship, and at the same time turned into an offensive, as if a big shield was directly pressed.

If He Nian can't resist, he has to retreat and avoid it. As long as he takes a step back, Zhang Yuelu will force him to go further, and under the pressure step by step, he will lose if he keeps it for a long time, and he will be defeated.

If he doesn't retreat, he won't have the slightest upper hand against it.

Since ancient times, the skills of the blade have been one inch short and one inch dangerous, one inch long and one inch strong.

He Nian and Zhang Yuelu fought hand-to-hand in the past, because of the word "risk", if you are not careful, you may be splashed with blood in five steps. But at this time, Zhang Yuelu used a spear and suppressed He Nian with the advantage of the length of the weapon, so he occupied the word "strong", and the trend of strength and weakness changed in an instant.

Zhang Yuelu's spear momentum slowed down suddenly, and then changed his move to draw a long arc three zhang long, approaching He Nian's face.

He Nian only felt a cold air rushing to his face, and he couldn't avoid it, so he could only passively use the knife to resist, but this sweep turned out to be a false move, and suddenly, Zhang Yuelu's left and right hands were swapped back and forth, and the spear in his hand flashed, and it was drawn out of He Nian's neck.

This time it was fast and incoherent, and it was too late for He Nian to put away his sword to defend, so he had to move forward, erase the length gap between the two people's weapons, and point the long knife in his hand at her, intending to attack the enemy and save her.

Zhang Yuelu had expected that when the two of them were close, he held the middle of the spear, swept the tail of the spear, and knocked the blade in He Nian's hand. Then he took advantage of the situation to slash the head of the spear and slammed it on He Nian's neck, causing it to fly out directly on its side, breaking a cloister pillar at the waist, and collapsing with a section of the cloister, burying it under the ruins.

At this moment, someone shouted: "Stop! ”

Zhang Yuelu turned to look, only to see a group of Qingluan guards pouring into the place, surrounding her, and then parting the road, and the two men walked slowly.

One of them is Luo Xiao of the 100 households in the local 100 households, and the other person is a fresh face, probably not confused about age, with a short beard, looking at the clothes on his body, it is the thousand households of Qingluanwei.

Luo Xiao's face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Zhang, I hope you can give an explanation. ”

Zhang Yuelu put away the spear in his hand, signaled that he had no hostile intentions, and then said: "This person is a Gu Immortal believer, and he used 'green alum oil' to sneak attack me in front, and I returned my hand in the back." If the two of them don't believe it, they can search his body now, there should be something related to Gu Immortals. ”

Luo Xiao's face changed slightly, and he looked at the Qianhu Lord beside him.

This thousand households are sinking like water.