"How do you know?" Xiao Se looked at Yang Ming with some surprise, as if he hadn't guessed this result.

"I told him." A pair of hands patted Xiao Se's shoulder.

Xiao Se turned his head to see that it was Yan Xiluo, who had left before, and he was a little surprised, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go?" Yan Xiluo shook his head, and then whispered to everyone, "The road you are going to take has been blocked by someone, so I naturally want to stay to help you."

Then he added: "If you can, don't make a move, it doesn't matter if I'm exposed, you still have a long way to go."

"Good!" The crowd nodded.

"Bang bang." There was a burst of applause, and a fat figure emerged from the nearby woods.

The man was dressed in a loose golden robe, with a dragon head jade pendant hanging from his waist; It's just that compared to his outfit, his face is full of ugliness, he slowly opened his mouth, his teeth have almost fallen out, and the remaining few are his gold teeth, he opened his mouth and said, "Since you already know about me, then you only have two choices, either surrender to me or die!"

Everyone forced their laughter, for fear of embarrassing the other party by laughing, Yang Ming twitched his cheeks and asked, "This lord, I don't know what good it is for us to surrender to you?"

"Benefits?" The man scoffed, "The good thing is, you can all live."

"That's it, no?" Sikong Qianluo lowered his head and covered his mouth and asked.

When the man saw Sikong's appearance, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he skimmed the twilight rain ink on the side, he suddenly felt a burst of heat in his body, Yin smiled: "Hahaha, little girl, as long as you and the beautiful woman next to you serve Uncle Ben well. Uncle Ben will give you money to spend if you don't play, how about it, do you want to think about it?"

"Just you?" Twilight Yumo snorted coldly, as a killer, how could he endure the other party's contemptuous words. But she just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Yang Ming, Yang Ming whispered, "Don't worry, play with him first, it's not too late to clean him up when the game is over."

Twilight Yumo slowly lowered the finger blade in his hand and nodded at Yang Ming.

"We are swordsmen from Nanjue, I guess you also know that we Nanjue worship martial arts, if you can't send a decent master by your side, I'm afraid, if you want to recruit us, this is not the treatment." Yang Ming couldn't help but smile.

The man nodded, as if he felt that what Yang Ming said made sense, so he beckoned back, "Zhang Yu, come out and play with a few friends."

As soon as the words fell, a black voice burst out from the woods, and he completed several turns in the air, and then he was willing to fall to the ground, and when he landed, he also put a very handsome poss.

Yang Ming looked at Lei Wuji and complained, "The first time we met, after you smashed Xiao Se's inn, you did the same thing as those bandits."

"Hey, hey." Lei Wuji scratched his head in embarrassment.

"How! I'm a good man." The man looked at Yang Ming and the others with a smile on his face, "The martial arts in the world are divided into one product and four realms, and Zhang Yu's strength is the free realm of the two of the four realms."

If he is wandering on the rivers and lakes, or generally blocking the road and robbing, the free realm can be said to be invincible, but his luck is not very good, and at the right time, he met the wrong person.

Zhang Yu was also very accommodating to that person's words, he looked at Yang Ming and the others with disdain, and hooked his hand at them, "You guys, let's go together!"

"It's not good." Yang Ming and the others laughed.

"How about you pick one of us at random and continue the competition?" Yang Ming looked at the man and asked.

The man nodded, "Since you insist on this—" He glanced at Zhang Yu, "Then let's decide!"

Zhang Yu glanced around, and felt that Yan Xiluo was old and should have some strength, Yang Ming had been talking, obviously his strength was not weak, and Tang Lian seemed to have some strength, and he was embarrassed to do it when she was a woman, and saw that Xiao Se's body was floating, and his breathing was very weak, obviously not a person who practiced martial arts.

After looking around, he hooked his hand at Lei Wuji, "Boy in red, it's you, out."

Come!"

"Huh?" Lei Wuji pointed at himself, "Is it me?"

Zhang Yu affirmed, "It's you, come out."

Lei Wuji handed the wooden box behind him to Yang Ming, "Brother Ming will help me keep it, I'll come when I go."

Yang Ming took the wooden box and whispered, "Don't let the battle end too quickly, have fun."

Lei Wujian understood, pulled out the long knife at his waist, and stared at Zhang Yu with dead eyes, "Come on!"

Zhang Yu stretched out his hand very forcefully, and a pawn behind him quickly handed over a long sword, "I am a registered disciple of Mingyue Qingshan in Snow Moon City, boy, I haven't reported my name yet, it's your honor to die under my sword."

"Huh?" Lei Wujian turned his head to look at Yang Ming, and found that Yang Ming was holding back a smile and waved his hand at him.

Pretending to be forced to pretend to be on the main body, it was really a little embarrassing, which made Lei Wuji start to stutter when he spoke, "I, my name, Xiao, Xiao Wuxin."

It's just that this scene fell into Zhang Yu's eyes, but it was different, he actually began to comfort Lei Wuji, "Boy, don't worry, death is only a matter of moments, my sword will come out faster, try not to make you feel pain."

Lei Wuji didn't bother to take care of him, so he rushed forward directly and gave him a horizontal split.

Zhang Yu waved the long sword in his hand very casually, resisting Lei Wuji. He chuckled and said, "This sword of mine is temporarily deposited with me by my master."

"What's the name of this sword?" Lei Wuji asked.

"Quyun." Zhang Yun said lightly.

Lei Wuji pretended to be invincible, and his body retreated sharply. Pressing the knife against the ground, it stopped.

Yang Ming really couldn't take it anymore, so he took out the Quyun Sword from the Qingshan Sword Box on his waist and threw it to Lei Wuji, "Use my sword, fight well."

Taking the Qu Yun Sword, Lei Wuji's face was overjoyed, but when he took a closer look at the imitation in Zhang Yu's hand, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, "It's really exactly the same."

"Boy, do you think you can use it if you take an imitation sword?" Zhang Yu quickly swung the long sword in his hand, rolled up a part of the autumn wind on the mountain road, and rushed towards Lei Wuji.

Yang Ming's side was silent, and he looked at Yang Ming with an embarrassed expression at this time, "That, senior brother, the imitation swords of the more popular famous swords on the rivers and lakes recently, the villa also happened to follow the trend and made a batch of imitation swords, except for the Nine Song Sword that has never been unsheathed, there are imitations of the others."

"I'm Nima..." Yang Ming, who was about to curse, suddenly changed his face and praised him, "Senior brother, you did a good job."

"yes, I think too. There are so many imitation swords on the rivers and lakes at once, which can just confuse the public." I was going to explain a little bit, but I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ming added, "The Heart Sword and the Moving Thousand Mountains have also come up with some imitations. Remember, spread your sword behind your back, and don't let anyone know that you made it."

"Okay." Yan Xiluo nodded in agreement.

Making an imitation sword is always easier than making a new sword, and the famous sword itself has its own fame.