Shang Jidao didn't think of who was plotting against Huashan for the time being, he had made a lot of friends in the rivers and lakes, and naturally offended a lot of people, but who would do it to this point, just to blame Huashan...... He doesn't have a clue yet.

"Shang Jidao, your time of death has arrived!"

Hao Bansheng's voice came from behind him, and the sword qi that followed was fierce and urgent.

Shang Dao reflexively blocked the horizontal sword, and retreated with strength, but Tianfeng was one step faster, his pace was extremely fast, his body was like a shadow, and the sword was like a phantom, and the two of them faced more than ten swords, and they could only vaguely see a series of sparks flashing.

Shi Jiuning and Hao Bansheng slashed out again, the two of them almost blocked Shang Jidao on the left and right, Ye Ming's figure suddenly appeared in the air, and the iron sword in his hand fell straight without a trace of fancy.

Shang Dao secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly freed up a hand to pinch the sword and point upward, his surging internal force amazed the three masters, and they actually resisted their joint attack like this.

But at this moment, the surrounding scene of flying flowers and stones suddenly became a burst of sword flowers, and Tianfeng slashed out from Shang Jidao's back with the Twilight Rain Sword, and forced a sword towards his empty back.

Got it!

Tianfeng's face was overjoyed, but he saw that a few hands were fighting at this juncture to break the wrist of a strong man, he withdrew his sword finger, and actually caught Ye Ming's iron sword with his bare hands, and the domineering sword qi suddenly made the skin of his left palm open, but he grabbed the iron sword tightly, and dragged Ye Ming from above to behind him with internal force, blocking in front of Tianfeng's sword.

Shang Jidao's approach surprised Tianfeng for a moment, and he immediately made a decision in his heart, the Dusk Rain Sword was off by half a centimeter, and suddenly used ten success powers, the phantom array of the phantom blade hanging blade was instantly shattered, and the true qi condensed on the sword body skyrocketed a few points, and a sword pierced through Ye Ming's body and pierced into Shang Jidao's chest.

"Poof!"

"Ahem!"

There were two painful sounds of the blade entering the flesh, Ye Ming raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, the twilight rain sword penetrated his chest, and the fierce sword qi almost injured his internal organs, even if he didn't die, he was afraid that it would be difficult to practice martial arts anymore.

The Twilight Rain Sword that penetrated Ye Ming also pierced Shang Jidao's chest, but at the end of the few points from his heart, he held it with his hand and couldn't go deeper for half a minute.

Shang Jidao let go of Ye Ming's iron sword and grabbed the Twilight Rain Sword, and the residual sword qi on the iron sword also ate him, but even at this time, he did not let go of the sword that was carrying Shi Jiuning and Hao Bansheng in his right hand, on the contrary, he even shook the two of them back with a sigh.

Now it seems that in terms of martial arts cultivation alone, Shang Jidao may be the strongest of the various factions of the Five Mountains.

Shi Jiuning and Hao Bansheng took two steps back, but they didn't fall into the well in a hurry, but looked at the seriously injured Ye Ming in shock.

"Senior Brother Ye......" looked at Ye Ming, who was pierced by the Twilight Rain Sword, the eyes of both of them were a little complicated, Hao Bansheng vaguely turned his gaze to Tianfeng, the depth in his eyes was intriguing.

"Ahem! Senior Brother Tianfeng, good means......"

Shang Jidao took two steps back, blood came out of his chest, he twisted his brows and connected several acupoints on his chest, temporarily stopping the injury, but he was also unable to fight again, his feet were soft and half kneeling on the ground, relying on the long sword in his hand to support himself from falling.

On the other side, Tianfeng's face was full of surprise, he held the Twilight Rain Sword that penetrated Ye Ming and did not let go, his eyes were painful: "Senior Brother Ye, this is not what I want......"

The blood at the corner of Ye Ming's mouth fell drop by drop, he didn't speak, his expression was hideous, he immediately abandoned the iron sword, held the extra half of the sword blade on his chest with both hands, and forced it out with internal force little by little.

"Poof......

When the Twilight Rain Sword completely withdrew from his body, Ye Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his body fell to the ground with a soft body, coughing up blood from the corners of his mouth again and again.

Shi Jiuning hurriedly went up to support him: "Senior Brother Ye, I'll heal your injuries." ”

As he spoke, he helped Ye Ming to meditate, and his palms were sent to inject true qi into his back, and Ye Ming's pale face barely turned a little bloody.

The footsteps in the rear gradually intensified, and a large number of Jianghu people rushed here, and they were all shocked and inexplicable to see this almost defeat-lose ending.

Who would have thought that in the case of four to one, Shang Jidao would be able to replace one person by force.

As for whether Ye Ming's injury should be counted on Shang Jidao's head or Tianfeng's head, Shi Jiuning and Hao Bansheng don't seem to be suitable to be this magistrate.

After Ye Ming stabilized his injury a little, he looked up at Tianfeng, and there was a deep mockery in his eyes.

Tianfeng stood with his sword in his hand, ignoring his eyes, and bypassed him and put the sword on Shang Jidao's neck: "Shang Jidao, what else do you have to say?" ”

"Ahem, huh."

Shang Dao chuckled lightly and did not answer, he had already been mentally prepared for this defeat, and now that he has fallen into this field, there is nothing to complain about.

Although in terms of martial arts alone, he may be the strongest among the heads of the various factions of Wuyue, but the fatal thing is that the remaining four people are not much different from him.

Under this premise, he is one against four, and the other party will not give him a chance to use the same move as the Thirteen Swords, besides-

Shang Jidao glanced at Tianfeng, with a meaningful look in his eyes, he could have fought with the other party for a while, even if he was defeated, he could have dragged one or two on the road together, but now except for Ye Ming, the others were almost unscathed.

Moreover, this Ye Ming's injury is not much worse than his head, and the fierceness of the heavenly wind made him see the determination of the Hengshan faction to unify the five mountains, this person ...... A good fit.

In such rivers and lakes, perhaps only a person with a heart like him can go further with the Wuyue Sword Sect.

It's not that people are dying and their words are good, it's just that Shang Jidao has long guessed that he has seen the heads of the various factions of Wuyue, and only Tianfeng has the means to take the position, and today it just confirms this idea.

"Senior Brother Tianfeng, is this a crime that determines Huashan?" Shang Jidao raised his head and looked at Tianfeng.

Looking at each other, Tianfeng's gaze was slightly condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "If you are willing to apologize for your crimes, I can spare those unknowing disciples in Huashan as appropriate." ”

"Senior brother is kind, hehe...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Shang Jidao covered his mouth and nose, blood oozed from between his fingers, he no longer looked at Tianfeng, one hand lightly rested on the long sword, and turned his head to look at the Huashan Mountain Gate not far away.

Sure enough, as he expected, Tianfeng guessed that there was another secret in this matter, but looking at the means he had just sent Ye Ming on the road mercilessly, Shang Jidao understood that the other party would never let Hua Shan retreat.

At this time, he chose to admit all the charges and adjudicate himself, the other party gained fame and profit, and weakened the Huashan faction, only in this way could he raise his hand and let go of the sect behind him.

He lowered his head and stared at the long sword that had accompanied him for many years, and there seemed to be an unwilling flame beating in his eyes.

"How, have you figured it out?" The sound of the heavenly wind was as cold as winter, and the twilight rain sword on Shang Jidao's neck faintly carried a bit of murderous aura.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was suddenly heard in the distance.

The eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes quickly changed from strange to shocked, and the sound of horses' hooves roaring like thunder resounded under the clear sky, and the earth seemed to tremble.

One ride, two rides, ten rides, one hundred rides - the black wave roared, and it didn't take half a little effort to drown a group of people in the rivers and lakes.

Facing everyone's shocked gaze, the three silver-robed thousand households stepped forward, and Yan Feng, who was walking in the middle, reined in the horse rope, looked at the people of Wuyue condescendingly, and said in a surging voice: "Lord Lu has an order, please ask Mr. Shang to go to the yamen to talk about it." ”