Over the years, the entire Chang'an City has been the world of the Fish and Dragon Gang, and everyone knows that there are a group of ruthless characters in the upper echelons of the Fish and Dragon Gang who can fight well and are not like ordinary ** characters: Chang Sanleng, Qi Si ruthless, Liu Wuheng, Fei Liu, Chen Qiyin. Except for Qi Si, who climbed from the bottom of the rivers and lakes and stood viciously, the rest of the characters were placed in Xicheng or Nancheng at will, and they could definitely easily play a piece of rivers and lakes.

Many people thought that they would be unwilling to accept their current position, that they would leave the Ichthyosaurus Gang to find their own world, that they would find opportunities to get ahead, and even betray their superiors, but after so many years, these five men still followed their eldest brother closely, and never left a single step - because their eldest brother was the old dynasty of the Chunfeng Pavilion.

There are very few people in Chang'an City who have seen the Chunfeng Pavilion old dynasty make a move, more precisely, those old people who saw the Chunfeng Pavilion old dynasty make a move in the early years have long since died, but no one dares to despise him, and no one will think that he is a paper tiger who can only talk about brotherhood but has no thunderous means. Because everyone understands that the dead characters who can kill Chang San and others in the town, the sword on his waist cannot be just a scholar's ornament.

The name of the old dynasty of the Spring Breeze Pavilion is a shadow floating above the heads of all his enemies, they want to see what kind of wind and rain will be brought by the sword on this person's waist after it is unsheathed, but no one dares to try it, because they know that once this person's sword is unsheathed at his waist, the dark night of Chang'an will usher in a bloody storm.

Feeling that everyone on his side was shocked by the action of holding the sword towards Xiaoshu, Master Nancheng Meng stared at him with wide eyes, and roared violently: "He is only one person, and he is not an immortal, give it to me!"

**There is never a shortage of reckless men who are carried away with blood, ninjas who are looking for a chance to become famous in one fell swoop to kill the legends of the rivers and lakes, and people who are brave enough to breathe down by the number of companions around them, with the shouts of Master Meng of Nancheng, hundreds of Chang'an gangs raised their steel knives in their hands and rushed over from all directions shouting!

"I just want to go home. ”

Xiang Xiaoshu looked at the enemies who rushed up and said such a sentence, and then choked through the old alley in the rain, the sword on his waist was like a dragon out of the sheath, and the appearance was slow but it was actually swift to stab at the person who rushed to the front.

Ning Que looked at Chao Xiaoshu's back, his right hand had already held the handle of the knife, but he didn't pull out the extremely sharp Pu knife that had been sharpened recently, because he wanted to see the true strength of this legend of the dark night in Chang'an, and at the same time, he felt that what Xiao Shujun said earlier was too pretentious, and he was a little worried that he would be killed by a lightning bolt when he pulled out the knife.

Chao Xiaoshu's sword style is very ordinary, ordinary length and width, and the opening point is not very special, but at the moment when the raindrops are scattered by the high-speed moving sword body, you can vaguely see that there are many fine lines on the sword, and those fine lines are not some kind of runes, but more like several gaps filled with mercury.

People who are too awesome tell the truth, they will be mistaken for pretending, Ning Que stared at the sword, watched the ordinary sword change from stabbing to shooting at the last moment, and slapped the man's chest accurately and easily, and finally understood that the words of the old dynasty of Chunfeng Pavilion were not pretending, but that this person was indeed very awesome.

The straight sword body was forcibly bent into a shape by a certain force in the air, compared to its speed, the raindrops falling from the night sky were slow and outrageous, and when the sword body slapped on the man's chest, the force suddenly came out of the sword body, and with a snap, it directly hit the chest deeply!

A dull thud like a thump!

A miserable howl that stopped abruptly!

The brave Nancheng gang at the front, without even having time to see Chao Xiaoshu's face clearly, was directly slapped into a kite, and flew through the air extremely miserably, flew over the dilapidated Spring Breeze Pavilion, and fell more than ten feet away!

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The hundreds of gangs who were shouting and killing suddenly fell silent, their eyes subconsciously followed the companion to draw an extremely long arc in the rainy night sky, and then quickly took over their bodies with fear, and their swords-wielding hands became cold.

They had imagined that when the sword on the waist of the Spring Breeze Pavilion was unsheathed, there might be a gust of fishy wind, and perhaps a rain of blood would fall, but they had never imagined that a thin green steel sword could knock a heavy person away so far, and the terrifying power contained in the thin sword was like a sledgehammer in the hands of the gods, moving the heavens and the earth in all directions!

No, that sword is not an iron hammer in the hands of the gods, but more like a steel whip in the hands of the immortal envoys!

The men and lakes who rushed to Chao Xiaoshu's body froze in place after being shocked by this thunderous blow, but Chao Xiaoshu did not stop moving forward in the rain. He walked with a sword in a dashing manner, and every step out of his wrist slightly lifted the green shirt and waved a sword, when he swung it, the flat sword body buzzed, bent and bent as much as possible, whistling and waving like a steel whip, wrapped in raindrops and a cool breeze snapped out, and a figure flew up every time the sword came out!

The body of the sword reached the chest, and some people flew sideways into the alley wall, vomiting blood and sliding down; the sword body and legs, some people slid through the night sky with their heads turned over, and their bones spurted blood and fell to the ground; the sword swung through the rain, with a dull buzz, and the figures kept flying out, and the sound of miserable howls and fear resounded through the Spring Breeze Pavilion, which had been dead and silent before.

The sword swing towards Xiaoshu all the way was relaxed and casual, and it could even be described as indifferent, like driving away night mosquitoes in summer, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, calm as usual. Ning Que, who followed him step by step, could no longer remain calm, and a look of shock flashed in his incomparably bright eyes in the night rain.

Hitting the enemy with a thin sword body, instead of choosing a simpler and less effort-saving stab the enemy, Chao Xiaoshu's shot made him a little puzzled a moment ago, and at this moment he realized that only in this way can Chao Xiaoshu always have an open space around him and avoid being surrounded by the other party.

But such a domineering and even arrogant way of fighting is obviously very consuming of body and spirit, if Chao Xiaoshu didn't want to use this way to deter hundreds of fierce men on the spot, then he was confident that he would directly shoot all the enemies to death!

Ning Que looked at the back of Chao Xiaoshu, at the middle-aged man who was arrogantly moving forward in the night rain, at the man who was flying miserably from time to time under his sword, and at those who couldn't moan in the muddy water in the distance, pursed his lips and thought:

"I knew you were strong, but I didn't expect you to be so strong. ”

The few Chang'an City bigwigs who were hiding in the crowd were already heartbroken at this time, and they finally saw the sword of the old dynasty of Chunfeng Pavilion today, but they would rather never see it in their lives. On weekdays, they live very well in the shadow of the Fish and Dragon Gang, thinking that the gap between the two sides is not big, if they do it desperately, they still have the strength to fight, until this moment, in the cold spring rain, these people are extremely sad to find that the truth is so cruel.

They were only able to live because the Ichthyosaurus Gang and the middle-aged man didn't bother to look at them at all.

A legend is a legend, whether it is in the rivers and lakes, the Qinglou or the officialdom, the people who can become legends in people's memories must have the reason why they become legends, and this will definitely not change because the legend has not appeared for many years.

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