Wang Xiaoshi's face changed slightly, he glanced at Song Xing, and immediately whispered: "Senior brother, those six people are coming for us, and when the fight starts, you leave first." ”

In Wang Xiaoshi's mind, his senior brother, who has been poisoned since he was a child, must not have much energy to practice martial arts, and he can't implicate Song Xing when he meets him for the first time.

Song Xing smiled and comforted Wang Xiaoshi: "Don't get in the way, you just let it go, don't worry about being a brother." ”

Wang Xiaoshi shook his head and said, "They are just here for me, they won't do anything to you, senior brother, go quickly." ”

Song Xing glanced at Wang Xiaoshi twice, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that these people may not let me leave." ”

At this moment, Wen Rou had already stood up, pulled out his saber, and stared at the six people who came to him: "Liuhe Qinglong." ”

Song Xing raised his eyebrows when he heard Liuhe Qinglong, and said to Wang Xiaoshi in surprise: "Xiaoshi, what did you do to provoke the same family to kill each other?" ”

Wang Xiaoshi was stunned: "Senior brother, what did you say?" ”

Song Xing pointed to the six people outside: "Didn't you hear Miss Wen say, Liuhe Qinglong, the apprentice of the fourth master and uncle Yuan thirteen." ”

"What?" Wang Xiaoshi looked confused, "Uncle Yuan?" I've only heard Master mention him once, but I haven't offended him. ”

Song Xing smiled vigorously: "Just kidding you, this Uncle Yuan is not the same as us." ”

Yuan Thirteen Limit, the fourth disciple of Wei Qingqing in Zizaimen, his real name is Yuan Limit, and "Thirteen" was added to him by people in the martial arts, because he has thirteen peerless martial arts, each of which is the opponent's limit.

Zeng and Ye Aichan, Xu Xiaoyi, Zhuge Zhengme, and called the four famous catches.

He was ambitious and ambitious, and he wanted to serve the country, but he was unlucky, when Wang Anshi crossed into the right and held the power, he joined the emperor's brother Zhao Hao, and was abandoned by Wang Anshi and did not use it, even unwillingly.

Until the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty and the establishment of the Southern Song Dynasty, Qin Hui served as the prime minister, because he wanted to control Zhuge Zhengme, so he was transferred to Beijing and became the sharpest knife in Qin Hui's hands.

Later, due to a mistake in one thought, he strayed into the devil's way, his temperament changed greatly, he killed his wife and preached, and became Zhuge Zheng's biggest opponent in the capital.

And the six disciples of the Yuan Thirteen Limit, Lu Shuyi, Yan Shi2, Gu Tiesan, Zhao Hua4, Ye Qi5, and Qi Wen6, collectively known as Liuhe Qinglong, are the sharpest knives in the hands of the Yuan Thirteen Limit.

The identities of Wang Xiaoshi and the three of them have been confirmed, led by Lu Shuyi, who has fair skin and looks like a weak scholar, and the most eye-catching thing is his extremely thick hands, which are obviously the top masters of cultivating foreign palms.

"Wang Xiaoshi? Bai Chou Fei? ”

Bai Choufei stood up and said loudly: "It's me, master." ”

Lu Shu nodded: "Very good, just don't find the wrong person, hand over what we want, and go with us." ”

Wang Xiaoshi snorted coldly: "I'll leave it to you, why?" ”

Lu Shuyi frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I'll give you another chance to hand over what we want, otherwise ......"

He was just about to say it again, but Wang Xiaoshi had already stepped out, holding the sword scabbard in his hand and smashing it towards Lu Shuyi.

Lu Shu snorted coldly, his hands suddenly turned jet black, and he grabbed towards the retainer.

The martial arts he cultivated, called the Great Monument Wrestler, was an extremely powerful foreign boxing technique, with infinite power, even if it was a weapon made of steel, it was enough to shatter it easily.

A loud bang, accompanied by a violent wave, spread in all directions, and the diners around were overturned and fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaoshi stood still in place, Lu Shuyi sighed lightly, withdrew his hand and took half a step back, and looked at Wang Xiaoshi with appreciation: "A little strength." ”

Wang Xiaoshi snorted coldly, pulled out the sheath, and the cold light suddenly appeared, stabbing towards Lu Shu.

The two fought together in an instant, the speed was extremely fast, the naked eye could not keep up, in just a few seconds, dozens of moves, Wang Xiaoshi always had the advantage, holding the sword and approaching Lu Shuyi's throat.

Lu Shu moved one step at a time, avoiding the blade of the sword, forming his hands into claws, and slapped towards Wang Xiaoshi's chest.

Wang Xiaoshi snorted coldly, and slashed out horizontally, Lu Shu dodged on one side, but the other hand slid up along the blade of the sword that was retained, and went straight to Wang Xiaoshi's shoulder.

Retention is both a sword and a sword, and the martial arts that Wang Xiaoshi learned are also very interesting, called the Acacia Knife in the Air, the Volley Ecstasy Sword.

In the face of Lu Shuyi's attack, Wang Xiaoshi held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, raised his left hand, and pinched his right claw, making it difficult to advance an inch, followed by a strong internal force pouring in, Lu Shuyi suddenly felt that his whole arm was paralyzed and out of order, and he couldn't help but let go of his right claw, and hurriedly retreated.

Wang Xiaoshi didn't let him go, and when his wrist flipped, he turned into a sword flower and flew out, enveloping Lu Shuyi, forcing him to be clumsy and embarrassed to dodge.

Lu Shuyi was shocked and angry, he didn't expect that he was also the number one person in Beijing, and he was suppressed by such a teenage child and had no power to fight back!

Seeing this, the faces of several people next to him changed, and they hurriedly came up to help.

Gu Tiesan, nicknamed Shenquan Taibao, has the best kung fu in his hands, and he got close to Wang Xiaoshi silently, and with a ruthless punch, he went towards his right rib print.

Just as his fist was about to touch Wang Xiaoshi, a fierce wind struck Gu Tiesan's heart, forcing him to retreat and dodge the deadly attack.

"To bully more and less, to be shameless!"

Bai Choufei used his body technique, stopped in front of Wang Xiaoshi, blocked the tall Gu Tiesan and Zhao Huasi, who was dressed in black and even covered his face, and the gentle flying next to him took out a knife, and flew a chess piece that flew towards Bai Choufei, and then the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the sneak attack Ye Qiwu was involved.

"Dang!"

The gentle knife was stopped by Yan Shier's Flying Star Hatred Sword, and a brilliant spark popped out.

Yan Shi'er flicked his wrist, and the Flying Star Transmission Hate Sword slashed through an arc and slashed towards the gentle neck.

Gentle reaction was faster, the sleeve knife in his hand danced like a spiritual snake, and the two figures were as fast as ghosts, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while.

Wang Xiaoshi took advantage of this opportunity to step out, and the sword scabbard went straight to Lu Shuyi's throat, although the latter was shocked by Wang Xiaoshi's martial arts, after all, he was the apprentice of the Yuan Thirteenth Limit, how sharp his reaction was, he reached out and pinched the sword scabbard that was held in the impossible gap.

"Let go!"

Lu Shu burst into a shout, and one arm emitted infinite power, and he was about to take it away.

Holding it but not moving at all stopped in Wang Xiaoshi's hand, Lu Shuyi's tiger mouth cracked, and blood flowed.

"How is that possible?"

Lu Shuyi's eyes widened, this is the strength that a teenager should have?

But at this time, Yan Shier broke through the gentle defense, and stabbed Wang Xiaoshi in the back with a sword, Wang Xiaoshi was slightly on one side, and the tip of the sword passed by, bringing up a bead of blood.

Wang Xiaoshi snorted, flipped his wrist to hold Lu Shuyi's hand, and the rungs were behind, colliding with Gu Tiesan's left palm.

Several people fought very quickly, in just a few breaths, all kinds of opponents have changed several times, Liuhe Qinglong cooperated tacitly, shot hidden, and often attacked from impossible positions, but Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei are rare young masters in the world, although Liuhe Qinglong is the world's first-class, and they will not be able to help them for a while.

Song Xing looked at the few people who were doing it, and was a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't expect that Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei's martial arts were unexpectedly good.

Even though the number of Liuhe Qinglong was superior, it was still slightly weakened by Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei, and as for the gentle kung fu, it was negligible.

Seeing that they couldn't take down Wang Xiaoshi, the six of them glanced at each other, and the formation changed suddenly, instantly surrounding Wang Xiaoshi and the three of them in the middle.

"Wheel war?" Bai Choufei sneered, pointed out with a sharp finger, tore through the sky, and stabbed towards Zhao Huasi, who had the weakest internal strength among the six people.

Zhao Huasi's body shook to the side, and the shadow of his debut leg turned under his feet, kicking towards Bai Choufei's arm.

The corners of Bai Choufei's mouth outlined a mocking smile, and an illusory fingerprint slammed on Zhao Huasi's leg, but he only felt a majestic and incredible force, coming from Zhao Huasi's leg, directly shaking his arm away, and then slamming his leg into his chest.

Bai Choufei's face changed slightly, and he barely stretched out his left arm to block Zhao Huasi's leg, but he was already kicked dozens of meters away.