Whew~~~

The breeze wrinkled on the Reflecting Moon Lake, and also brought up a black robe outside the Sword Liberation Hall.

The Liberation Sword Hall is paved with white stone floor tiles, and the edge is the shore of the lake, and at this time, all the guests in the ten zhang radius retreated, leaving only the Night Terror Hall standing in front of the door.

The sunset is slanting to the west, and the beautiful scenery of Yingyue Lake is also full of people, half of them are disciples of the Zhou family, and half of them are the children and nephews of the entourage who came to congratulate their birthdays.

And most of the famous people who were originally sitting in the Shijian Hall walked out and whispered, waiting for the start of this turmoil.

The silent and solemn atmosphere made the disciples of the Zhou family, who were originally angry or full of confidence, slowly turn into nervousness, and kept looking at Chaolu Mountain in the back.

Night Terror Hall took the hat and stood in front of the hall, not focusing on the current ring, but looking at the Sword Liberation Hall at the back of the crowd.

Just now, he suddenly noticed that there was a familiar figure at the window, looking at him in the Sword Liberation Hall.

But when he looked over, the figure disappeared through the window, and he couldn't see who it was.

There are not many people who know in the Night Terror Hall, and the only person who has seen it is Xuanyuan Hongzhi in front of the door, and if he can feel this way, it must be that there are acquaintances in the hall.

But at this time, everyone was in the spotlight, and it was really difficult for him to go in and take a look, so he could only suppress his mind first and wait quietly for the Zhou family to arrive.

"Coming, coming......"

"Brother Jian, long time no see."

"Prince Xuanyuan is polite ......"

……

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, there was a slight noise on the lakeside.

Night Terror Hall looked at it in a blink of an eye, and it could be seen that Zhou Huaili was smiling, greeting the waiting friends in the rivers and lakes, and walking towards the Sword Liberation Hall.

Behind Zhou Huaili, followed by two young people.

One is in his early twenties, dressed in a brocade robe, and looks handsome, and he knows at a glance that he is from a family.

The other faced twenty-five or six, holding a black-sheathed long sword in his hand, with a peaceful smile, greeting friends along the way, and looking like a ranger.

Soon, Zhou Huaili came to the main gate of Shijian Hall and raised his hand to introduce:

"These two people are my eldest apprentice Jian Yuhua and second son Zhou Ying, and you are all familiar with them. The virtuous nephew appeared for the first time, and everyone here didn't know the details, and the depth of Yuhua, the virtuous nephew probably knew it. For the sake of fairness, let Zhou Ying play first and give the virtuous nephew a hot hand, does the virtuous nephew have any opinions? ”

Zhou Huaili's approach is equivalent to letting Zhou Ying test the water and show Jian Yuhua the foundation of the opponent.

This move is also in line with the rules, and the people of the rivers and lakes who don't know the depth come to the door and kick the hall, 'I want to see the real Buddha, and pass through the door first' is the number of etiquette.

However, Zhou Ying himself is the best talented child of the Zhou family, although his strength is not as good as Jian Yuhua, but among the younger generation, he is also considered a leader.

Everyone on the lakeside looked at each other, and they all looked at the young master of Honghua Building.

Night Terror Hall's response was also quite crisp: "Master Zhou let them both go together, I don't mind." ”

"Oh......"

The famous people in front of the hall felt that this Ye Shilang was a little too crazy, and frowned secretly.

Zhou Huaili's face was slightly cold, and he didn't say anything more, tilting his head to signal.

Although Zhou Ying is not as good as his senior brother Jian Yuhua, he is also a contemporary leader of the Zhou family, seeing that Honghualou is so unsightly, he pulled out his sword and held it in his hand upside down, and walked down the steps:

"I hope that Brother Ye's kung fu in his hands is harder than his lip service."

The Night Terror Hall did not speak, only raised his right hand.

Chen Yuanqing, who was standing under the round platform, saw this and threw out a Qi Mei stick and sent it into the hands of the Night Terror Hall.

The window in the hall, the folded cloud glass that was secretly observed, saw this inexplicably:

"Doesn't Honghualou use big guns? How do you give an eyebrow stick? This makes the night ...... How does Ye Shiro fight? ”

Luo Ning didn't have the heart to pay attention to the ring at all, her eyes flickered, and she explained casually:

"The spear is often more than eight feet, and it is naturally stronger than the short soldier, at the same level, a single knife into the gun is nine deaths, and the old gun is famous before learning from others, in order not to bully people, I like to use the eyebrow stick instead."

"Oh......"

Everyone in front of the hall was talking about it.

Zhou Ying felt the contempt of the Night Terror Hall, and said coldly with his sword:

"Are you sure you don't need a gun?"

After Night Terror Hall loses with one hand, he points diagonally to the ground with a stick in his right hand:

"There's no need to hit you."

“……”

Whew-

The breeze swept across the lake, and the silence outside the Sword Hall increased, adding a little more to the smell of gunpowder.

Zhou Ying's eyes were quite displeased, but he didn't hold it up, he took a posture with his sword, and pressed towards the night terror hall unhurriedly.

Tread, stompe, stompe......

The figure seemed to be unhurried, but the speed was getting faster and faster, and soon it was three feet in front of the Night Terror Hall.

Seeing that the Night Terror Hall had not yet put on a posture, Zhou Ying's footsteps flickered, and his body slid to the right rather strangely, and the three-foot blade in his hand stabbed the Night Terror Hall under the armpit with lightning speed.

Sa –

The cold light outside the Sword Hall flashed, and the sound of the sky-breaking sword sounded!

Zhou Ying's move is extremely tricky, and if he reacts a little slowly, he will be shaken by the false move, so as to prevent the slow move.

The Night Terror Hall has not yet closed the stick and put on a posture, and in the eyes of the famous people in front of the hall, it is completely looking for death.

But soon, everyone's eyes turned into surprise!

Stomp ......

A sword struck, and Night Terror's footsteps retreated at the same time, his body was unhurried, just right to avoid the blade, and the eyebrow stick in his hand slid backwards until he held the tail of the stick with one hand.

Boom~

The stick is pointed.

Zhou Ying is worthy of being born in a famous family in the rivers and lakes, and his knowledge is far beyond that of the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity it's late!

Puff –

Outside the Sword Liberation Hall, there was a sudden explosion!

The night terror hall shook violently, the tension of the waist and abdomen rose from the ground, and the stick in one hand was like a force splitting Huashan, and it slashed forward!

Whew-

A little bit of sand and dust on the white stone ground was lifted up in an instant at this moment, and even many of the Jianghu guests standing outside the Shijian Hall were blown by the strong stick wind.

When everyone in front of the hall saw this scene, their eyelids jumped suddenly.

Zhou Ying never expected that the opponent's explosive power would be so strong, and before he could withdraw half a step, the powerful Qi Mei stick had already reached the top of his head, so he had to hastily raise the sword.

Bell –

A crisp sound of gold and iron clashing!

The sword carefully crafted by Shuiyun Jiantan turned into noodles under the heavy stick, and it did not play the slightest role in parrying, and even the sword and stick smashed into the chest.

Bang –

In the muffled sound, the chest of Zhou Ying's robe was immediately shattered, and the bent saber smashed on the flesh of his chest, pressing the blood groove in an instant, and a blood mist was shaken!

"Ahem—"

Under the heavy blow, Zhou Ying smashed his sword directly on the ground, letting out a muffled cough, the ground shook, and the lake under the stage was rippled.

Rushing~~

After the blow, the crosswind of the Sword Liberation Hall suddenly stopped, leaving only a wave of water that slowly spread towards the center of the lake!

Night Terror Hall held the eyebrow stick in one hand and pointed it at Zhou Ying's throat who wanted to turn it up:

"Am I hard at hand, or hard at mouth?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zhou Ying's chest robe was dyed blood red in an instant, and he was held to his throat and let out a few muffled coughs, abandoned his sword and raised his hand.

Jingle Bell –

Bent the sword and flicked it a few times on the ground.

Night Terror Hall snorted lightly, raised his eyebrow stick, and pointed to Jian Yuhua behind many famous rivers and lakes:

"Next."

"Buzz ......"

It was only at this time that everyone by the lake came back to their senses and let out a cry of surprise.

Even Luo Ning in the window temporarily suppressed the distracting thoughts of being deceived by the negative man, his eyes were surprised, he didn't expect that the thief's marksmanship could be played so well.

The power of the 'Yellow Dragon Lying Down' just now, she could see that she obviously left her hand when she smashed it down.

If you don't keep your hand, Zhou Ying will inevitably be smashed a row of ribs, not to mention coughing, I'm afraid that before she can react, she will die on the spot.

The famous people in front of the hall also saw this.

They knew that Honghualou was menacing, and they must have confidence, but they didn't expect that this young master, who suddenly came, would have such a thick foundation.

Not to mention Zhou Ying, Jian Yuhua, these juniors, and even the old masters such as the Three Peerless Immortals, are not sure if they can play in person, can they settle this kid, this kind of character, what will the Zhou family take to fight?

There was silence outside the Sword Liberation Hall.

The faces of the onlookers changed from surprise to weirdness, and they all looked at Zhou Huaili and Jian Yuhua next to him!