"It's Li Changfeng, one of the 'four-armed boxers' of the six great guest masters of the Xiaoyao Sect!" Yan Gui walked out of the private room, and said to Dugu Hao with a solemn face, the short sword in his hand was already out of the sheath.

Li Changfeng, the four-armed boxer in the center of the hall downstairs, had a playful look in his eyes, raised his chin and pointed upstairs, and the more than thirty Xiaoyao Sect killers beside him rushed up the narrow staircase like wolves with knives, and ran to the second floor, all of them below the grandmaster above the four realms.

In the private room on the second floor, although Han Jianglong and Huang Mang didn't know what was going on, the two had already raised their respective blades and were about to go out to fight, but they were stopped by Yan Longyu, who was blocking the door.

Yan Longyu turned his back to the four people in the house, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrows on his arm, and said with a reluctant smile: "Xiaoyao Sect is coming for me, the two eldest brothers don't want to go to this troubled water, they are implicated by me, and the brothers stay in the house to take care of Mo Fei and the king for me." ”

The two Jianghu men glanced at each other, and then looked at Mo Fei, who was contemplating in front of the table, and nodded helplessly.

"Brother, be careful." Han Jianglong had no choice but to sigh.

Yan Longyu came to the cloister and looked down at the sheathed killer who was rushing here on the stairs, but found that Dugu Haoran and Yan Gui had already stood at the staircase with their swords, and the young man's eyes showed a touch of warmth, he pulled out the newly cast iron sword on his back, and strode away.

At the moment of the great enemy, it is really a blessing to have such two good brothers standing in front of you at all times.

Among the killers in the cloth, there was a person who was eager to make meritorious contributions, and he took the lead on the second floor before everyone behind him, this person ignored Yan Gui's short sword and stabbed directly, turned slightly sideways, and slashed at the young man in gorgeous black clothes in front of him.

Dugu Haoran skillfully borrowed his strength, and took away the man's wide knife with a sword, and Yan Gui, who was despised on the side, no longer left any room for maneuver for the comer, and the short sword stabbed straight into the killer's chest, and he knew that the killer who underestimated the enemy couldn't dodge, and he stumbled to dodge, but Yan Longyu, who flew over, made a new "whale swallowing style" a few days ago, cut his throat, and fell to the ground with blood splashed three feet and died.

Li Changfeng, who had been standing in place, looked up and saw the skillful cooperation of the three teenagers upstairs, but he was still indifferent, maybe in his opinion, such a few ant-like little people didn't need him to take action at all.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, that young man in black's cultivation is no worse than yours. Don't leave it alive, just kill it all! The middle-aged man, known as the "Four-Armed Fist Sect", said sharply to the others who continued to surge upward.

As soon as the words fell, the Seven Realms Fist Sect Grandmaster's face suddenly froze, and he seemed to feel a powerful qi coming from the top of his head. He squinted slowly, raised his gaze, and looked towards the third floor.

In a wing room on the third floor, a black shadow broke through the door, like a thunderbolt smashing into the stairs on the first floor.

After a crackling sound, debris flew everywhere, and the wooden staircase between the first and second floors was smashed into countless wooden wool by the black shadow's body.

More than a dozen killers who were going upstairs fell down the hall, and one of them was smashed into a puddle of flesh by the black shadow and trampled under his feet.

There was an old man standing proudly between the fallen people, with a long breath, and pointed at the sword, and between his fingers lingered three feet of white gas, like three feet of Qingfeng in his hand.

After Yan Longyu and the three of them teamed up to kill the two people who went upstairs, they suddenly noticed the scene in front of them, and their eyes widened in unison, and they forgot to look at the old man downstairs.

Because this person is none other than the old servant who has been in charge of Mr. Qin's daily life all these years.

The old He in Dugu's mouth.

Grandpa He in Yan Longyu's mouth.

Although Yan Longyu knew that Grandpa He's skills were not simple, it was still difficult for him to associate the old man who had been chopping wood and feeding the horses all day with this peerless master in front of him, so he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and said excitedly: "I'll go!" I know that Grandpa He is not simple, right, Dugu and Yangui. ”

Yan Gui was already stunned and stunned on the spot.

Although Dugu Haolan already knew about Lao He Xiuwei, he still couldn't help but nod and sigh, "I remember that Mr. said that Lao He is not surnamed He, but surnamed Helan." ”

Third floor.

In the upper wing of the room with the door open.

The old Confucian Qin Ruoyang sat at the table with his legs covered with a quilt, holding a scroll in his hand, and he was gloomy. He looked down at the scroll but listened to the movement downstairs, and muttered to himself: "Da Huan has a sword bone, named Helan Xun!" ”

"The 'Loulan Sword Idiot' who asked the Central Plains of the Sword back then is out of the rivers and lakes again! Hahaha......"

Thirty-five years ago, there was a middle-aged swordsman in Dahuanlou Lanzhou, who went to the Central Plains alone, just to correct the name of the swordsman of Dahuan Kingdom, and asked the two major sword factions in the Central Plains, Qi Jianlou and Yushan Sword Ruins, and then fought with Luan Lingyu, who had not yet become the first martial artist of the Wuzhao Dynasty, and became famous all over the world. It's just that after that person returned to Dahuan Kingdom, it was like evaporating from the world, and there was no news of him on the rivers and lakes.

And this person is the servant Lao He beside Qin Ruoyang, Helan Xun.

Ground floor hall.

Li Changfeng looked at the scar-faced old man in the center of the crowd opposite, as if he was facing a great enemy, his hands slowly hung down and clenched, and at the moment of grasping, the muscles of his arms bulged rapidly, breaking through his sleeve robe, and his fists were surrounded by the golden qi that bloomed, like a shirtless Arhat, majestic and solemn, and then his voice became right: "Among the top ten masters today, there is no such person as you!" ”

Lao He, the servant whose real name is Helan Xun, heard this, smiled indifferently, and was hidden by Qin Ruoyang in the Dahuan Dugu royal family, and after the second prince of Dahuan Dugu killed his brother and seized the throne, he followed Qin Ruoyang all the way to escort the little palace to Qinzhou, he Helan Xun has been incognito for nearly 30 years, and it is time for this river and lake to remember his name.

He Lanxun, who looked younger than Qin Ruoyang, raised his two fingers with a lingering three-foot sword qi lightly, pointed at Li Changfeng, who was surrounded by golden qi protection behind the killers of the Xiaoyao Sect, and said with a faint smile: "Junior, use all your skills to see if your body protection fist is hard, or the old man's three-foot sword qi is long!" ”

As he spoke, a sword aura regenerated from the three-foot sword qi between Helan Xun's fingers, and the sword aura was overwhelming.

"Sword Immortal!"

The killer who surrounded Helan Xun in the center of the circle, someone exclaimed. All the killers subconsciously took a few steps back, but they all did not dare to step forward.

The realm is different, the mentality is naturally different, Li Changfeng of the Great Grandmaster of the Seven Realms was not so surprised, he smiled playfully, and glanced at the three young people upstairs who were out of the way, and thought in his heart: What if he is a sword immortal, let alone more than thirty disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect of the Four Realms, even if it is more than thirty pieces of wood, it is enough for the old guy to cut for a while.

What he wants to kill is only Yan Longyu, the son of the Xishu Sword Immortal!

Li Changfeng slowly retreated, and gave an edict to the crowd surrounding the old sword immortal, "Stop him for me, don't ruin the sect master's plan, the sect master will definitely treat your family well!" ”

After hearing this, the more than thirty disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect regarded death as home, and they all clenched the wide swords in their hands, and flew towards the sword immortal who they could not catch up with in their lifetime.

"Looking for death?" Helan Xun's eyes were as cold as a sword's edge, and as soon as he commanded, the sword qi poured out like a flood, enveloping more than thirty people.

The screams were heard endlessly.

Human life in front of the strong man is like a mustard, and Li Changfeng actually wants to drag this old sword immortal who came out of nowhere and ruined his plan at the cost of more than 30 lives.

Dugu Haodang and Yan Longyu were keenly aware of the danger almost at the same time, and quickly stared at Li Changfeng, Dugu Haodang took four steps forward to block in front of Yan Longyu, and Yan Gui also followed with hindsight.

Li Changfeng quickly retreated to the corner of the wall, jumped with his strength, and flew to the second floor like a strong ape, he didn't give Yan Longyu any chance to react, and flashed in front of Dugu Haoran and Yan Gui in an instant, and the two big hands grabbed Dugu Haodang and Yan Gui's necks, lifted the two of them in the air, and quickly crashed into Yan Longyu with his body.

Yan Longyu dodged with agility, and at the same time used a "lotus style" to stab three swords in Li Changfeng's throat, heart, and back, but they were all blocked by Li Changfeng's body protection fist three inches away from the vital point and were not allowed to enter.

"The body technique and swordsmanship are all superior, but the cultivation is unsightly!" While speaking, Li Changfeng exerted force with both hands, and Dugu Haodang and Yan Gui, who were grabbed by the neck and lifted in the air, suddenly had blood and water in their bodies, their faces were red and bruised, and their faces were hideous.

He didn't know who was the son of the Sword Immortal among the three people in front of him, but the actions of Dugu Haoran and Yan Gui who stepped forward to block the road just now made Li Changfeng recognize Yan Longyu.

Li Changfeng let go of the two teenagers who had passed out, clenched his fists, his fists were thick, and he rushed forward and smashed towards Yan Longyu.

"In this world, there is no reason to only drink brother's wine and not help my brother, I, Han Jianglong, don't want to be ridiculed by my brother in the future, saying that the two of us are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

A horse chopping knife and a bronze stick suddenly came out from both sides of Yan Longyu - it was Han Jianglong and Huang Mang, and before Yan Longyu could react, Han Huang and Huang had already taken the initiative to meet Li Changfeng's fists on the left and right.

Two dull sounds of iron followed.

The two men of the Five Realms who collided with their fists with weapons in their hands flew out in response.

The horse chopping knife was broken into two, and the handle was embedded in Han Jianglong's bloody and fleshy hands; The bronze stick dragged Huang Mang into the corridor and fell downstairs.

If the martial artists of the Five Realms are the dragons and phoenixes among the people, then the martial arts grandmasters are the abandoned sons of immortals, even if they are not real immortals, they are not something that one or two mortals can easily shake.

Although there is only one realm between the martial artists of the Five Realms and the Grandmaster, there is an insurmountable gap in terms of force and divine will.

While Li Changfeng dispersed his internal force, Yan Longyu took advantage of the situation to fly with all his strength and slash at Li Changfeng's throat, but only cut out a shallow blood groove.

Grasshoppers shake trees, moths fight fires.

The latter was completely enraged, and saw that his protective fists condensed under his arms in an instant, converging into two void arms clenched into fists.

Regenerate both arms under the arms.

"Four-Armed Fist Sect" Li Changfeng finally used his housekeeping skills, quickly gathered his strength to swing a second punch, and smashed Yan Longyu again.

Seeing this, Han Jianglong, who fell to the ground, did not hesitate, knelt down and pounced at Li Changfeng's feet, and used his body to drag the legs of this Seven Realms Fist Sect.

Yan Longyu, who was not in a hurry to dodge, was able to turn around and retreat a few feet.

But I saw Li Changfeng, who was like a four-armed arhat, with a void arm wrapped in a domineering fist, and swung it downward, smashing Han Jianglong's stomach and intestines!

Flesh and blood flying.

Obviously, the honest Jianghu man who was drinking and chatting with the teenagers in the private room a moment ago has become a corpse with separate bodies and heads at this time.

Han Jianglong, who was at Li Changfeng's feet, seemed to be still smiling and looking at Yan Longyu, but he was no longer alive.

Fifteen years ago, Yan Longyu watched Yan Sixteen die in front of his eyes, and tonight, Han Jianglong died in front of him in the same way, and he couldn't even hear half of his last words!

"Brother Han!" Yan Longyu roared with red eyes, forgetting life and death, clenched the iron sword in his hand and ran towards the oncoming Li Changfeng.

"Kill my brother, I want you to pay with blood!"

At the same time as the young man ran towards Li Changfeng, the screams downstairs also stopped abruptly.

"Borrow a sword!" Helan Xun's old and deep voice sounded in the building again.

The so-called sword immortal, everything can be a sword, and all swords can be used.

Dugu Haodang and Yan Gui, who were dead on the ground, slowly took out their hands with two swords, one long and one short, and hung in the air, and quickly flew towards Li Changfeng's back like two straight thunderbolts, instantly shattering the void arms formed by the convergence of his two fists.

Helan Xun rose in the air, his clothes were fluttering and his face was radiant, like a god in the lower realm.

He raised his two fingers and suddenly pointed at Li Changfeng, who was running towards Yan Longyu on the corridor on the second floor, and a white sword qi came out like a thick white snake, directly piercing the heart of the great guest of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"Sure enough, in front of the Sword Immortal, those thirty or so people are not even as good as wood, and they died in the hands of the Sword Immortal, I, Li Changfeng, am not wronged!"

Li Changfeng, who had already been invisibly frightened by the sword immortal, was still unable to make a second punch when he was dying, muttering in his mouth and stopping his steps, kneeling to his death, and being cut off by the oncoming Yan Longyu with a "dragon style" to cut off the head of his old dragon bell.

It's all over, Li Changfeng, the great guest of Xiaoyaozong, is drunk with osmanthus floating!

Yan Longyu lifted the head of the four-armed fist sect, and his clear eyes became moist and cloudy.

Looking at Han Jianglong's corpse that had not yet been blinded, and at Dugu Haodang and Yan Gui, who fell to the ground, the young man choked up and said, "Why do you want to kill me!" Why should you all die for me! How can I, Yan Longyu, be worthy of this?! How can he ......?"

"His Royal Highness just fainted, and it's fine." Lao He, the servant who reappeared in the rivers and lakes, personally tried the snort of the two children, Dugu Haoran and Yan Gui, and said loudly without being surprised.

He was talking to the old Confucian upstairs.

Then, in the upstairs wing, Qin Ruoyang's old voice came out, but it was for Yan Longyu.

"Child, the rivers and lakes are not the arrogant words and swords you think are in the world, but they are more conspiracy calculations to deceive you to the death."

"The reason why those dashing chivalrous men can be known to people is not because they have more righteousness than ordinary people, but because they hold an infinite number of human heads in their hands! There is no right or wrong in the rivers and lakes, only life and death! If you don't want to be killed, you have to kill someone! Remember, apprentice?! ”

"Long Yu has written it down! There is no right or wrong in the rivers and lakes, only life and death! ”

The voices of the old man and the young man echoed in the empty and dead silence of the bleak restaurant, and it was miserable and desolate for a long time.

Mo Fei heard the sound and came out of the corridor with Wang Sui's collar like a thin dog, looking downstairs, stumps everywhere, blood flowing, desolate and pathless, this young man who had been praised by Gu Beixuan for "having a compassionate heart in his heart", his eyes were suddenly full of tears, and sadness came from it.

The three words of the conspirators are the death of hundreds of people and thousands of people without burial.

This world is rotten.

The thief-minded Wang followed his eyes and curled up on the ground like a water dog, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and a puddle of fishy stench flowed from his crotch.