In the corner of an inn in Xiangyang City, when a young man in ragged clothes was eating and drinking at the end of the day, a small servant in a shop walked to the table, nodded and said: "This guest officer, the bathing materials in the wing room have been prepared, and the clothes and sword sets prepared for the guest officer at the request of the guest officer are also placed in the room!" ”

The ragged young man ate the last bite of chicken thighs, wiped the grease on his hands on his ragged clothes, stood up, picked up a long black sword beside him, and said, "Okay, take me to the guest room!" ”

This young man, is just came to Xiangyang City Zhanchen, this more than half a year to follow Dugu to seek defeat in the deep mountains to practice martial arts, a body of clothes has long been tattered, more than a beggar, when entering the store, if not from the arms of Cheng Mian half a year ago Cheng Mian gave two silver, I am afraid that the store has been driven out as a beggar.

Immediately explained that the little guy opened the guest room and served a good banquet at the same time, Zhanchen, who had not eaten well for more than half a year, couldn't help but admire Dugu for seeking defeat, these decades have been like a day in the mountains to eat wild fruits and barbecue meat to satisfy hunger, I really don't know how to persevere. He followed the servant to his room, put the heavy sword to the base of the wall, washed up, and then lay down on the big bed and fell asleep, and woke up the next day, it was noon.

"Whew, it's so cool, I haven't been so relaxed for a long time!" After getting up, I changed into the newly bought clothes, and there was nothing to do, so I found a quiet corner in the inn, ordered a few side dishes and drank slowly, which was very different from yesterday's gobbling up and reincarnating like a ghost.

"Xiao Er, hurry up with good wine and good food, and the uncles have to hurry after eating and drinking!" The rough voice rang out, and the noisy inn fell silent.

"Huh? This man's skills are not weak! Zhanchen, who was trying to eat, raised his eyes, and walked in from the gate to seven fierce Jianghu guests, led by three people, one of whom was thin and short, holding a pair of iron judge pens in his hand, and his eyes were full of light, obviously the internal strength was not shallow, the second person was a bald man, his eyes were full of fierce light, he was tall, holding an iron oar, this person had a long breath, and his internal skills were never under the short and thin man, and the third person was holding a steel fork, he was a blue-faced thin man, and there were three tumors on his forehead, and his appearance was extremely ugly. As for the last four people to follow, the corners of Zhanchen's mouth curled, and he thought while eating: "The four ghosts of the Yellow River, this is an old acquaintance!" It seems that the one with the tumor on his head should be Hou Tonghai, and the other two are not Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu according to the weapons? I didn't expect to meet these tricks here! ”

After these seven people entered the store, they found a conspicuous big table and talked to themselves, but Zhanchen was not discovered by the four ghosts of the Yellow River for a while in a remote corner.

"Senior brother, this time I have to go to Beijing with the attention of the six princes of Dajin, but it is the time for you and my brother to show their ambitions, I heard that in addition to you and my brother and the master of Peng Zhai, I also invited the old monster of Changbai Mountain Ginseng Immortal, the great mudra of the Western Regions Tantric Master Lingzhi and the young master of the White Camel Mountain Ouyang Ke, I know this old monster and the Master of Lingzhi, but what is the origin of this young master of the White Camel Mountain, Ouyang Ke! What is the big thing that the six princes are going to do when they invite these many masters? Hou Tonghai asked puzzled.

At this time, Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu glanced at each other, obviously extremely jealous of the young master of the White Camel Mountain, only Hou Tonghai was a muddy person, and he didn't know the meaning of the White Camel Mountain at all.

But then again, since the West Poison went to the Quanzhen Sect to snatch the Nine Yin True Scripture and was seriously injured by Wang Chongyang, it has been almost twenty years of retreat and cultivation, and there are indeed not many people on the rivers and lakes who know about the White Camel Mountain.

"Senior brother is cautious, that Liang Lao Wei, although the Lingzhi Master is a master of dominating one side, but he wants to come to martial arts at most and I am between him, as for Ouyang Ke, the young master of White Camel Mountain, it is rumored that he is the son and nephew of Ouyang Feng, one of the five uniques, but it is not to be underestimated, as for the matter of the six princes, Master Pengzhai, what do you think?" Saying this, Sha Tongtian looked at Peng Lianhu.

That Peng Lianhu shook his head and said: "The sixth prince invited these many masters to go to Shangjing, and even the heirs of the Western Poison are among them, obviously the plan is very big, and the brother doesn't know what the specific thing is, but, Brother Sha, you and my brother need to be cautious when going to you this time!" ”

Sha Tongtian nodded and said, "What Lord Peng Zhai said is very true! ”

"It seems that the plot of the Condor Shooting is about to begin!" Listening to the conversation of Sha Tongtian and the others, Zhan Chen thought secretly.

"Ah, is he? Master, uncle, it was this kid who injured his disciple and the other four half a year ago! At this time, one of the four ghosts of the Yellow River accidentally caught a glimpse of Zhanchen in the corner, and was immediately shocked, pointing at Zhanchen and saying.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's him, it's us who hurt us!" When the other three saw Zhanchen, they immediately echoed.

"Huh?" Sha Tongtian frowned, looked at Zhanchen, and said, "You kid injured my disciple?" With that, he pressed towards Zhanchen with a full body of momentum.

"The kid is looking for death, and he dares to hurt my disciples of the Yellow River Gang!" Hou Tonghai picked up the steel fork in his hand and jumped up, straight into the door of Zhanchen!

"Cut!" Zhanchen didn't even look at it, and threw a chopstick towards Hou Tonghai casually, as for Sha Tongtian's fierce momentum, he didn't use it in front of Zhanchen.

"Senior brother, be careful! Get out of the way! Looking at the chopsticks thrown like thunder and lightning, Peng Lianhu Sha changed color all over the sky.

This Hou Tonghai's body came quickly, the chopsticks thrown by Zhanchen were faster, and before Sha Tongtian's words fell, Hou Tonghai was inserted into his shoulder by the chopsticks thrown by Zhanchen, and fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, obviously not lightly injured.

Although Hou Tonghai's martial arts are far from Sha Tongtian, he is also extremely good at looking at the rivers and lakes, even Sha Tongtian cannot defeat Hou Tonghai so easily with just one chopstick, Zhanchen's kung fu is enough to make Sha Tongtian feel a lot of pressure!

But so what, he has been the Dragon King of the Ghost Gate for decades, when did he admit it? He injured his disciple before, and now he seriously injured his junior brother in front of him, is it really his ghost sect dragon king who is muddy? Immediately glanced at Peng Lianhu again, and the two of them both held weapons in their hands and attacked Zhanchen.

Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian have superb kung fu, and they can be regarded as first-class masters when they look at the rivers and lakes, and they are born as thieves in the green forest, and their fierceness can be seen.

But it's not enough to see it in front of Zhanchen, if it was half a year ago, although Zhanchen could beat these two people together, but it would take a lot of effort, and now, hum!