A few hours later, in Nanshu's room, the emperor looked coldly at the eunuch Wang An, who was shouting for wrongdoing, and gave the order to hang the family.

After Wang An was dragged down by the guards, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist and sighed:

"Even a loyal old man like Wang An, who has been with me for more than ten years, will betray, will there be a problem with the undercover agent I arranged in the Blue Dragon Club a few years ago?"

"Probably not. Could it be that the strength of the imperial court is not as good as the Blue Dragon Society hidden in the dark? The Emperor's tone turned firm, scrutinizing the stripes on his sword, as if examining the subtleties of his own plan.

His gaze suddenly became cold, and he said to himself in a cold voice: "After Wu Ming is killed, it will be the best opportunity for them to surrender and subdue the Blue Dragon Society, and become a secret organization for the imperial court to monitor the martial arts of the rivers and lakes." ”

Almost no one imagined that the emperor, who seemed to know nothing about the Blue Dragon Society on the surface, had already buried an undercover agent in it.

And judging from the fact that the undercover agents have the opportunity to seize the power of the Blue Dragon Society, these people are obviously in the high-level positions of the association.

……

At the same time, in the backyard of the long-established confectionery shop "Hefangzhai".

Simon Fuxue's body exuded the smell of incense, and he was also carefully examining his black-sheathed long sword.

Whoever he fought a duel with, he would fast for three days and then burn incense and bathe in the service of famous women of various statuses.

But now, Ximen Blowing Snow bathing, changing clothes, bunching hair, and trimming nails, this kind of thing was handed over to his newly married wife, Sun Xiuqing, one of the four shows of Emei.

Changing into a new set of snow-white clothes, he wore his simple and elegant black sheath sword at his waist, stepped out of the gate of the old pastry shop "Hefangzhai", and calmly walked towards Xicheng Street.

Simon Fuxue is about to duel with a man who is a mysterious and unknown stranger, but he is also the former Seven Musketeers of the time that he recognizes.

……

Zhao Qing intercepted the honest monk outside Ouyang Qinglou.

The honest monk wandered back to the alley on the edge of the Qinglou, rubbing his old and greasy rag robe, his head bowed, a little distracted, as if hesitating to enter.

Few people think that the honest monk ranks third among the four great monks in the rivers and lakes, but his mind is almost full of women, and he has lost the face of Buddhism.

Of course, whether an honest monk commits a precept or not has nothing to do with Zhao Qing, she made a special trip to the door, naturally for the sake of Wu Ming and the Blue Dragon Society.

According to the information she received from Du Tongxuan, the honest monk was not only a member of the Invisible Man Organization, but also one of the five dragon leaders of the Blue Dragon Society.

Shaman did not come with him, but stayed in the palace. After all, she betrayed the invisible man, and if she showed her face again, she was prone to danger, so it was better to stay in a safe place.

As for the king of Xicheng who wanted to watch and study, he was not afraid of danger, so he changed into a civilian costume and followed.

The honest monk lowered his head and paced slowly, and suddenly, a sword light like a training light lit up in front of his eyes.

The sword light flashed away, and before he could react, the honest monk felt a sudden numbness on the top of his head, and then began to feel a hot pain.

He hurriedly touched the top of his head with his hand, took it back in front of his eyes, and looked at the extra horizontal and vertical blood stains on his palm, and his heart suddenly became as cold as winter.

With just one move, the other party carved a shallow cross on the top of his shiny head, undoubtedly an unimaginable peerless master.

"I heard that honest monks never lie? So what's going on in your mind right now? Zhao Qing put the sword back into its sheath, looked at the honest monk who looked frightened, and asked casually.

The honest monk smiled bitterly and said with some trembling: "The monk regrets it in his heart, regretting why he is so timid and doesn't dare to really go to bed with a woman." ”

The honest monk told the truth that he was not honest.

"Hmph." Zhao Qing also regretted asking this question a little, so he asked coldly: "Honest monk, what happened to you." If you don't want your head to be divided into four petals, you can immediately recruit from the truth. ”

"Follow me to the depths of the alley and tell me everything you know about Wu Ming, the Invisible Man, and the Blue Dragon Society." She walked ahead and added.

The honest monk smiled bitterly, covering the sword marks on his head, and followed behind her step by step.

……

At the end of Xicheng Street, there is the most negative reputation of Xilai Shun Shabu Mutton Restaurant, facing the gate of the street, there is a layer of thick and heavy door curtains, a curtain is lifted, it is a hot air.

Inside the door was a large hall, densely packed with a dozen round tabletops, on which rested a large brazier that was burning hot, which was for eating barbecue.

Regardless of the three religions and nine streams, whether they know each other or not, everyone stands around the round tabletop, puts their right leg on the bench, and burns the knife in their stomachs.

Walking inside from the outhouse, passing through a small courtyard, which is divided into private seats, and of course there is a prosperous fire in the house, which is the real place to eat mutton shabu.

From time to time, rough laughter could be heard in the courtyard, and the men came in and out, and they were also very attentive, and the environment was very lively.

But suddenly, everyone inside stopped, and the pins could be heard.

As everyone had seen it, a white figure slowly paced in.

His snow-white clothes were spotless, and a long sword with a strange form hung from his waist, revealing a kind of loneliness as cold as ice and snow on the distant mountains.

"Simon blows snow!" Several well-informed customers recognized the identity of the man in white, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Simon Blowing Snow scanned the courtyard with a cold gaze, and finally stopped at one person.

It was an old man with a gray and black scalp and white eyebrows, thinly dressed, with an antique wooden flask hanging from his left shoulder and a narrow wooden box on his right.

Now the customers have recognized the identity of Ximen Blowing Snow, and they have vaguely guessed that what is placed in the old man's wooden box must be a precious ancient sword.

The old man himself should also be a top swordsman, so Ximen Fuxue will come to the door and compete with him.

Simon Fuxue looked at him calmly, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and said solemnly: "I have come." When will your sword be unsheathed? ”

Simon Blowing Snow's sword has not yet been unsheathed, but the sword qi has been unsheathed.

There was a terrifying sword aura in his eyes, just because his sword was his person, and his man and his sword had become one.

His gaze pierced the white-eyed old man's eyes like a sword, terrifying, as if the whole courtyard had fallen into a bitterly cold winter.

But the old man suddenly faced the fierce gaze like a blade, his face did not change, slowly took off his wine jug from his left shoulder, poured two glasses of wine, and said vigorously: "If you want to compete with me with a sword, drink a glass of wine first." ”

After a moment of silence, Ximen Fuxue nodded: "Okay." ”

At this moment, a burly man with thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, and an eagle nose walked in.

His serious face had an expression that was close to cruelty, and people couldn't help but show a bit of awe and fear.

The local customers immediately recognized him as Li Yanbei, the "Benevolence and Righteousness Manjinghua" who defeated the "Chengnan Lao Du" today and was about to dominate the underground world of the capital.

Another figure flashed, and four old men with blue faces appeared behind him, each with a simple long sword, with a strong momentum around him, obviously a good hand in the rivers and lakes.

Someone recognized that they were the "Four Swords of Tianmen" who had lived in seclusion in Zhangjiajie for many years, and the four of them were first-class swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, and they came to the capital for the "World Sword Club".

Hearing that there is about to be a duel between the top swordsmen here, either out of curiosity, or wanting to learn one move and two styles from the swordsmanship of the two, all in all, there will be many people in the rivers and lakes like the "Four Swords of Tianmen" rushing here to come and watch.

……

The wine in Simon's blowing cup was light blue, and his snow-white clothes were light and soft.

He used to never drink alcohol, why has he changed now? Originally, his sword was slung behind his back, just so that he could pull it out in the shortest possible time, why is it tied to his waist now?

So has Ximen's swordsmanship of blowing snow improved, or has it regressed?

I'm afraid no one will know the answer to this question until he actually makes a move.

In the silence, Ximen Fuxue gently put down the wine glass, pressed the hilt of the sword again, and looked coldly at the white-eyed swordsman.

The white-eyed swordsman also put down his wine glass, clasped his hands together, and said in a sincere tone, "Thank you for the water of the Virgin." ”

Everest, Tibetan means "water of the Virgin". Our Lady of Water is the highest Mount Everest in the world.

It turned out that he was the mysterious swordsman who had lived in seclusion on the Peak of the Water of the Virgin for more than twenty years.

Who will win this battle? Who will lose?

Simon Fuxue and the white-eyed swordsman walked outside the courtyard, and soon came to a flat clearing, and began to make the final preparations before the duel.

A large number of people from the rivers and lakes who heard the news soon came to the area around the clearing.

"Mr. Li, you are a friend of Ximen Blowing Snow, I don't know what do you think is the chance of winning for Ximen Blowing Snow?" The Four Swords of Tianmen asked in a deep voice as they walked out, asking the question that everyone in the audience was most concerned about.

Li Yanbei glanced at them twice, and also said in a deep voice: "I have always thought that Ximen Fuxue is by no means an easy person to defeat. If he didn't have more than seven points of certainty, he wouldn't have made a move at all. The implication is that Simon Blowing Snow is victorious and undefeated.

Although Du Tongxuan's sudden disappearance led to a drastic change in the power in the south of the city, Li Yanbei expanded his territory.

But the old enemy for more than 20 years has had a bizarre change, and he can't help but feel uneasy in his heart, and he wants to hug Ximen Blowing Snow's thigh as much as possible, so as to have an extra support from the top master.

……

Deep in the alley next to the Qinglou, Zhao Qing frowned slightly, listening to the honest monk nervously speaking.

Speaking of which, the honest monk just didn't mention Wu Ming's specific plans in the capital, maybe he really didn't know, maybe he was not honest again.

"Wu Ming really didn't reveal any news to you? Tell me, what reasonable guess do you have in mind about this? ”

Zhao Qing asked dissatisfiedly, and casually left a new cross on his bald head, which together with the old cross formed a blood mark of the word "rice".

The honest monk had a sad face and could only shake his head.

After all, how could an honest and loyal monk like him have the ability to guess the little old man's plan?

Unless, in the face of a doomed dead man, he has the courage to speak out.

Like, at this moment.

"Perhaps...... He wanted to kill all the swordsmanship masters in the world in order to comprehend something. ”

When the honest monk spoke, the four figures jumped down from the high walls on both sides of the alleyway, each stretched out a palm, and slapped Zhao Qing's back silently.

They want her to make sure that even if she reacts, she will not have time to use a killer against the honest monk, so as to achieve the goal of "encircling Wei and saving Zhao".

A pair of broken straw sandals with soles stomped heavily on the ground, and the honest monk instantly flew backwards, with a smile already on his round face.

As expected by this group, it seemed that he sensed the palm force coming from behind, and Zhao Qing turned around reluctantly.

She saw the four people who attacked her, three of them were He Shangshu, mustache, and white-haired old man she had seen before, and the other was a beautiful girl with a smile like a flower, which should be Wu Ming's daughter beef soup.

Only then did he discover the danger of the King of Xicheng, and immediately ran out - of course he could judge that if he dared to sneak attack Zhao Qing, who had extraordinary martial arts, the enemy was definitely a first-class master, and he could not match it.

Unfortunately, sixteen bare-chested, bald, and only a pair of cowhide pants suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley, each holding a huge mace, and stopped in front of him.

On the top of the walls on both sides, a team of archers with strong bows instantly poked out, all aimed at Zhao Qing, who was surrounded.

A young man dressed in white with cold eyes jumped out from the direction where the honest monk had fled, and his long sword was already unsheathed.

This can be called an "ambush on all sides".

Could it be that the appearance of an honest monk is just a complete trap? The "honest words" about women he replied were to mislead Zhao Qing and let down his vigilance? Du Tongxuan confessed the identity of an honest monk, but also deliberately?

……

Facing the encirclement of a large number of enemies, Zhao Qing's face did not change, except for Gong Jiu, who appeared last, people like He Shangshu, Beef Tang and others had already been sensed clearly by her.

Especially those Kunlun slaves and archers, at best, they are only second-rate top skills, how can they hide from her who has greatly increased her mental power and perception ability?

Wait until the enemy is concentrated before you start, it's just that you don't want to startle the snake.

In the next moment, the sword light around Zhao Qing's body grew violently, spreading all at once, not only resisting the palm blows of He Shangshu and the others, but also leaving several deep blood marks on their bodies.

The sound of the clash of energy resounded throughout the space like muffled thunder, shaking everyone's ears.

However, this was just a sword qi that came out empty-handed, and it only used fifty percent of true power.

The real seven-star sword flew out like a shocking lightning bolt, carrying another five layers of true power, and instantly caught up with the honest monk who had just escaped from the distance of three zhang, and in an instant, it pierced through his heart, pointing directly at the eyebrows of Gong Jiu behind him.

The honest monk fell from mid-air, his eyes wide and dead.

Gong Jiu struggled to block the residual strength of the Seven Star Sword after the piercing, and the tiger's mouth shook violently, and he felt a little afraid in his heart, knowing that although he sent a large number of good hands to surround and kill, he may still underestimate the strength and perception of the other party, and it is likely that it will still be difficult to succeed.

But he is worthy of being Gong Jiu composed of nine things such as poisonous snakes, devils, and jackals, and he drove away the cowardice in his heart in an instant, but his spirit was greatly lifted, and he flew up with a sword, and even did not forget to influence the other party with words:

"There's one thing you're not going to think of! You know Simon Blowing Snow, he will soon die under someone else's sword! You're no exception! ”