Jiang Da Sledgehammer took the lead in attacking, and the boning knife in his hand stabbed towards the Zong Zheng Festival that was close at hand.

Zong Zhengjie reacted quickly, crossed his hands and clamped Jiang Da Hammer's wrist, and made a strong gesture to break Jiang Da Hammer's wrist. Where can Jiang Dazhui let him get his wish.

The arm retracted hard, the scar on the wrist was exposed, and the green tendons on the forearm flared up, and at the same time, the other hand grabbed the hand of Zongzhengjie and kicked it hard towards Zongzhengjie's chest.

Not to be outdone, Zong Zhengjie pulled the same force to his side, raised his foot and kicked out towards Jiang Da Hammer.

There was a muffled "bang", and each foot kicked each other in the chest. Both sides spread their hands at the same time and stepped aside. They all clutched their chests and stared at each other.

"After so many years, your kid is still like this in martial arts." Jiang Dazhui laughed.

"Heh, Brother Jiang, you are no better, after so many years, you are still this virtue." Zongzheng countered in the middle of the festival.

Zong Zheng shouted loudly in the middle of the festival, and his fists were like double dragons going to sea, with majestic momentum, hitting Jiang Da Hammer. Jiang Da Hammer hurriedly cast his dragon body to avoid these fists.

Unexpectedly, before it was over, Zong Zhengjie turned around instantly, and the whole person directly punched in the air. Jiang sledgehammer turned sideways, and while flying past him in Zongzhengjie, he grabbed Zongzhengjie's arms with both hands.

At the same time, pull hard to the side, and unload the force one by one, to resolve this sharp punch.

One of the Zongzheng Festivals stumbles and rolls forward.

Jiang Da Hammer held the boning knife in his hand and rushed over. Instantly came to the front of Zongzheng Festival, and split it down according to his head.

Zong Zhengjie clamped his palms hard and caught the knife that was chopped down. Jiang Dazhui felt that the temperature of the entire boning knife had dropped, and the hand holding the knife felt a little cold.

"Oh? Han Ling hand? "Jiang Da Hammer was unexpected. Then the knife slid out of Zongzhengjie's palms, and his figure flashed, appearing behind Zongzhengjie. Zong Zhengjie noticed it, quickly turned around, and made a defensive posture.

As a result, Jiang Da Hammer shook his body again, appeared on the side, and slashed down. Zongzheng couldn't dodge in the festival, and could only instinctively make moves to avoid the vital point.

I saw Zong Zhengjie's shoulder shake and dodge the knife that was originally slashed on the head. Jiang Da Hammer's boning knife slashed directly at the shoulder of the Zongzheng Festival.

Zong Zhengjie gritted his teeth tightly, and at the same time pressed his hands against Jiang Dazhu's hands, no longer letting the knife continue to split.

"Your Excellency!" The Jinyi guards in the courtyard saw that Zong Zhengjie was injured, and rushed over with a sword shouting.

Seeing this, Jiang Da Hammer kicked Zong Zhengjie in the stomach. Zong Zheng flew out in the middle of the festival, and Jiang Dazhui also took advantage of the situation to pull out the knife.

One raised his hand, "Ding", only to see that Jinyiwei's sword was missed, and Jiang Dazhui kicked this Jinyiwei in the face.

Jin Yiwei fell to the ground in an instant, covering his face and screaming. The brocade guards in the back rushed up one after another.

Jiang Dazhui licked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "So many people who are in a hurry to reincarnate? Then he rushed into the crowd like a leopard. Jiang sledgehammer went in and out of it, as if no one could stop it.

After a while, Jinyiwei fell a lot, and Jiang Dazhui himself was tired enough. Panting with his hands on his knees. The wound is painful, I'm afraid that you Jiang Dazhui will stay awake.

Suddenly, Zong Zhengjie stabbed up with a sharp sword in his hand, and the sledgehammer against Jiang was stabbing, teasing, and cutting.

The blade of the sword stabbed past Jiang Da Hammer's left cheek, but Jiang Da Hammer dodged it, and stabbed it from the left side. Jiang Dazhui's reaction gradually slowed down, and with a "stab" sound, Jiang Dazhui's clothes were torn.

Jiang Dazhui frowned tightly, and began to wonder why his reaction was slow. Suddenly, what Liu Yishou said flashed in his mind.

Jiang Da Hammer secretly said that it was not good, and he instantly distanced himself from Zongzheng Festival.

In the middle of the Zongzheng Festival, the wound on the shoulder is shocking. Zong Zhengjie looked at Jiang Da Hammer who was pulling away suspiciously, obviously he had also found the clue. Jiang Da Hammer was about to give Zong Zhengjie a sharp blow, and the whole person flew into the air, and the boning knife rushed straight down. There was a loud "bang", and a pit was shaken out by internal force around Zong Zheng Jiezhong, and Zong Zheng Jiezhong was already kneeling on the ground with both knees, holding a sharp sword, still blocking Jiang Da Hammer's boning knife.

"Poof" A mouthful of blood spit out from the mouth of the Zongzheng Festival, and the Zongzheng Festival felt the blood in the body surging at this time, and his face turned red. Just when Zong Zheng felt that he was about to be unable to hold on, suddenly Jiang Dazhui also vomited a mouthful of blood, and then the whole person fell into the pit.

"Hahaha, haha" Jiang Da Hammer was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, lying in the pit and laughing. Zong Zhengjie was even more puzzled by Jiang Dazhui's behavior, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"The sky is going to kill me, Jiang Sledgehammer, I just want to laugh at this injustice of heaven." Jiang Dazhui was still lying on the ground, he remembered, but he couldn't get up. Liu Yishou's poison has been accumulated for a long time, and Jiang Dazhui thought that Liu Yishou was bluffing him at first. Only then did Jiang Da Hammer really feel the toxicity, and after he continued to use his internal force, he would enter a state of weakness. Jiang Da Hammer was pulled out of the Zongzheng Festival like a dead dog and thrown on the stairs at the door.

"Oh, so you're poisoned, oh my God." Zong Zhengjie said with a smile, and Zong Zhengjie sat down on the ladder without any scruples. He used his hand to catch the falling snowflakes and said, "Brother Jiang, do you know their whereabouts?" Can you tell me. ”

"What if you know? Don't know what? "Jiang Dazhui has a clear posture that you will kill me, and I won't say anything. Zong Zhengjie stood up with difficulty and said, "Take it away, go back and interrogate it well." ”

Yijin Yiwei came up and wanted to support Zongzheng Jiezhong, but was blocked by Zongzheng Jiezhong and said, "Don't get in the way." Suddenly, a brocade guard ran in and shouted, "My lord, someone is coming towards us." ”

"You don't have to think about it to know that it must be someone from the temple." Zong Zhengjie said without thinking, and then instructed: "Put a signal." ”

"Yes, sir." Jin Yiwei replied, then took out a small bamboo tube from his bosom, took out a fire fold, and lit it. The bamboo tube instantly rushed into the sky, and after emitting a piercing whistling sound, it exploded in the air and bloomed into a brilliant firework. The Xuan Shen who came not far away made everyone look up at the fireworks that suddenly bloomed in the sky.

"Fortunately, the rain stopped, otherwise the signal would not have been released." Zong Zhengjie said, and then said to Jinyiwei: "Tell everyone to come over and protect Jiang Dazhu." ”

At this time, Jiang Dazhui was already like a leper dog, unable to fight back, unable to pull up and lying down, so the two brocade guards simply lifted him up and leaned on the pillar at the door.

"Whew" A gust of wind blew in, and there was one more person in the courtyard, it was the Xuan Shen envoy wearing a bronze mask.

"What a coincidence, Master Zongzheng." The voices of the mysterious gods who couldn't distinguish between men and women sounded.

"It's a coincidence, why are you here?" Zongzheng said calmly.

The Xuan Shen Envoy looked inside the temple and found nothing, and his eyes fell on the figure of Jiang Da Hammer leaning on the pillar outside the door. "It's nothing, we just waited for the dispatch, passed by this place, and found that this place was very lively, so we came in and took a look." When the Xuan Shen Envoy found the pits in the courtyard and the corpses that were lying all over the place, he understood that the fight just now was very fierce.

"Since the Xuan Shen envoy has a mission, then we won't bother, I invite you to drink another day, and we'll go." Zong Zhengjie said, and then beckoned people to go out.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door: "Lord Zongzheng is in such a hurry to leave, don't you want to know what our mission is?" Or don't you want to know who Jiang Dazhui is behind you? Then I saw an old man walk in. The Xuan Shen Envoy said, "The Mirror Envoy." The old man nodded. There was also a man in green clothes who looked like a beautiful woman, and the man in black behind him had already surrounded the ruined temple.

Feng Hemo in the woods looked at the increasingly chaotic scene, and there was no way to analyze it. Huai Ge asked beside him, "Senior sister, who are these people, why did they all come here?" ”

"These black-clothed people are the murderers of Huang Shibo, that is, those who claim to be the temple, and the silver-white clothes should be Jinyiwei, as for why they came, who do you ask me and I ask?" Feng Hemo rolled her eyes. The distance was not enough, and the two of them didn't hear what the people inside were saying at all.

Hearing the old man's words, Zongzheng squinted his eyes and said, "We have always been with the people of your temple that the water of the well does not interfere with the water of the river. ”

"I'll tell you the truth, Lord Zongzheng, we are here today for the people behind you, and compared to you, I also know that his identity is not just as simple as Jiang Da Hammer." The camera envoy said.

"Oh? So you mean you're here to rob him, right? Zong Zhengjie said and pointed to Jiang Sledgehammer.

"If Master Zongzheng refuses to give us people, we will have to rob them." Holding his hands behind his back, he said confidently.

"Master Zongzheng, those who know the times are handsome, haha" The man in Tsing Yi said, the voice was a woman, but it was a man. The laughter gave me goosebumps.

Zong Zhengjie looked over, and saw a man with a pair of red phoenix eyes, red lips, and beautiful skin, but his eyes moved down but he only saw one arm. "Hmph, things that aren't men or women deserve to talk to me?" Zongzheng sarcastically said.

"You.." The man in Tsing Yi stepped forward, but was interrupted by Lao Cheng's voice, "It's a bad thing, it's important to get down to business, don't forget the embarrassment last time." ”

"Hmph" The man in Tsing Yi is a ghost, after being cut off by Feng Hemo last time, he has been recuperating for a long time.

Feng Hemo in the woods clearly recognized these people from the temple, and the experience of that night is still vivid, as if it happened yesterday, and his palm couldn't help but grasp the trunk heavily, and the trunk was scratched out of a deep trace. Huaige looked at Feng Hemo's performance, didn't say a word, turned his head and cast his eyes in the direction of the temple.

"Lord Zongzheng really refuses to give us people?" The Mirror Leader asked again.

Before Zong Zhengzhong could speak, the ghost cha said: "The remnants of the Jianghu Alliance have to die." After speaking, he rushed towards Jiang Da Hammer, wanting to snatch Jiang Da Hammer over. Zong Zhengjie reacted quickly, turned around, grabbed the ghost's foot, and threw him into the courtyard with force. The ghost took off in the air and fell to the ground lightly. "Up"

As soon as the words of the Mirror Division fell, a group of black-clothed people rushed up, and Jinyi Wei also hurried up to stop them, and the scene was inextricably fought. The Xuan Shen made the Yin Mian step close to the Zongzheng Festival, and hit it out with a move of the Yin and Yang palm.

Zongzheng also slapped it in the right place. With a touch of the two palms, the Xuan Shen envoy took five or six steps back, and the Zongzheng Festival took two steps back. The Mirror Leader put his palm behind the Xuan Shen Envoy, helped him stop his figure, and asked, "Looking at his appearance, the injury is not light, how can he still be against the palm?" ”

The Xuan Shen Envoy said, "His Han Ling hand has been completed. ”

The head of the mirror said: "Then let's fight quickly, so as not to cause trouble like last time." ”

"Yes." The Xuan Shen envoy said. The three of them shot towards Zong Zheng Festival at the same time, and Zong Zheng Festival was holding a sharp sword, and his heart was ready to go out. In the Zongzheng Festival, the whole person floated, the corners of his clothes floated up, the horizontal sword was in his chest, and the sound of "whoosh" had rushed over.

The sword in Zongzhengjie's hand exuded bursts of sword qi, rotating with the rotation of his body, constantly surrounding Zongzhengjiezhong, so that those black-clothed people who wanted to sneak attack had no chance to attack at all. The sword aura was vertical and horizontal, cutting many black-clothed people who wanted to get closer.

In a flash, the four of them instantly fought together, and the lightning and flint saw that Zong Zheng had scratched the stomach of the mirror envoy and cut the arm of the Xuan Shen envoy, and as for the ghost, he had been kicked out by Zong Zheng Jie. Zong Zhengjie was also uncomfortable, he was slapped by the Xuan Shen, and he was stabbed with a sword by the palm of the mirror, and he was hit in the stomach.

At this time, the wound on the stomach in Zongzheng Festival was bleeding nonstop, and he was hit by the yin and yang palms, and his body was in the two heavens of ice and fire at the moment. In Zongzhengjie, this move will exhaust his strength as soon as he uses it, so he didn't dare to use it easily when he was in Hejiang Sledgehammer just now, and he still had some confidence in facing the injured Jiang Sledgehammer. I wanted to use this trick to kill the ghost, but I didn't want to be blocked by the cameraman.

The ghost cha got up from the doorway, and at that moment of horror just now, if it weren't for the cameraman, his head would have moved at this moment, and now he still can't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thinks about it. The onicha looked at the Mirror Envoy and cast a grateful and inquiring glance at him. The camera envoy felt the ghost's gaze, and also looked over, nodded, and signaled that it was okay.

Zong Zhengjie held the ground with his sword, and his body trembled and stood up. Panting for air.

The ghost turned his gaze to the surrounding brocade guards, rushed out, and began to hunt these brocade guards. Seeing this, Zongzheng shouted, "Come here." When Jin Yiwei heard the order, he immediately shrank up, forming a circle, facing the knife outward, and surrounding the Zongzheng Festival in the middle.

The Xuan Shen Envoy snorted lightly and rushed over with Yin Mian steps. Jin Yiwei watched the man in the bronze mask rush over, and cut it without saying a word. The "ding" knife was blocked by the bronze arm guard of the Xuan Shen Envoy, and the Xuan Shen made his right hand into a fist and hit Jin Yiwei directly in the abdomen, and Jin Yiwei fell directly to the ground. Seeing that the brocade guard next to him was rushed out of the gap, he immediately copied it left and right at the same time.

The Xuan Shen made Fei jump up, kicked both feet at the same time, and kicked the heads of the brocade guards on both sides. The Xuan Shen made a successful arrival in front of the Zongzheng Festival. Zongzheng Festival is not much different from Jiang Da Hammer now.

Just when the Xuan Shen envoy wanted to hold the Zongzheng Festival, suddenly a figure swept by, and the Zongzheng Festival was taken out in an instant. The Xuan Shen envoy grabbed the air and looked in the direction of the shadow, only to see a thin old man standing there. And the Zongzheng Festival was already sitting on the ground at this time.

"Haha, it's a lively night." Zhou Siyan walked in from outside. The crowd, who were in the midst of the fight, were startled by the laughter and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a person standing on the roof, and his luxurious brocade clothes showed that he was not an ordinary person, with a white jade pendant around his waist, fluttering in the snow. There were three men sitting on the wall, dressed no different from ordinary people, and their appearance was mediocre. One was carrying a robbery on his back, one was holding a stick, and the other was wearing gloves. That aura was enough to shock everyone.

The middle-aged man in a luxurious brocade suit flew down, stood beside Zongzheng Jiezhong, and asked, "Are you okay, Lord Zongzheng?" ”

Zongzheng wanted to salute but was supported by a middle-aged man, "Thanks to the prince for coming in time." Zong Zhengjie said with a miserable smile. The three men also jumped down and came to Zhou Siyan's side.

"I advise you, no matter what your forces, as long as they are still in the Menghua Kingdom to which the king is loyal, they must be subject to the imperial court. Even if you are not a force in this and damage the interests of the imperial court, you will still be punished. Zhou Siyan looked at the mirror and said.

"Haha, the prince is so powerful!" A loud laugh came through the door. I saw a strange tall and thin man walk in.