Seven days later, in the early morning, on the streets in the center of the capital, a ring next to a wine shop hung a bright red flag, and the flag had four big characters written on it: Capital Huiwu

Around the ring, people moved, and in addition to the people, there were also many people in the rivers and lakes. The sound of firecrackers in the ring was not heard, but there were still people coming, and the noise under the stage continued.

There were three young men in the crowd holding a little girl, standing closest to the ring.

The three young men were Song Yunzhi, Hu Rui and Li Yuze, and the little girl was Hu Rui's sister Hu Yi, who was shocked by this meeting.

Song Yunzhi was very puzzled and asked the man on the side:

"Senior, I heard that there are many famous martial artists coming to this competition, is it really fake?"

A martial artist with a sword in both hands replied:

"Of course, let's take our time."

"The time has come, the capital will begin, and the competition will be decided by drawing lots" Someone in the ring announced, and as soon as the voice fell, the originally noisy crowd was silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the ring.

"In the first game, Yang Biao vs. Du Kang"

The principal retreated, and the two warriors slowly came to the stage, clasping their fists and saluting the audience together, and the audience was in an uproar.

"There is no suspense in this game, Yang Dart head dart robbers do not dare to get close to the dart car half a step, before the thirteen robbers who do not know whether they are alive or dead, intercept Yang Dart head dart car, and finally Yang Dart head carries the head of thirteen robbers to hang on the dart car, return to the dart board, who does not know? Who doesn't know? ”

"I also think Yang Darthead is better"

"I don't think so, Du Wei, the leader of the Qingyun Gang, is a very famous hero in the rivers and lakes, and the most beloved is the only son Du Kang, Du Kang is also quite famous in the rivers and lakes, it shouldn't be bad."

"I think ginger is still old and spicy."

"Take your time."

At this time, a sturdy young man stepped into the ring, the young man was dark-skinned, with a leopard's head and eyes, and a big knife hanging from his waist:

"Yang Biao in the Lower Dragon Gate Dart Bureau, I will not be merciful."

At this time, I saw a young man about the age of a weak crown slowly walking into the ring, he was wearing a green shirt, with a dignified appearance, and a sword hanging from his waist hugged his fist:

"In Xia Qingyun to help Du Kang, please teach your seniors."

Yang Biao said: "I went first and then lived." ”

Then Yang Biao's big knife came out of the sheath, held the knife in his right hand, and slashed straight towards Du Kang, Du Kang jumped up, held the sword in his right hand, drew the sword out of the sheath, only to see Du Kang holding the sword hard, Du Kang's knife was shocking, Du Kang was actually difficult to parry, Yang Biao just cut a knife, Du Kang blocked with difficulty, Du Kang's arm trembled, and the sword he held almost didn't hold.

Yang Biao exclaimed:

"Good boy, if you take my knife hard, I have the urge to accept apprentices."

Du Kang replied:

"Thank you, seniors, for your appreciation."

The audience was in an uproar:

"Du Kang, this kid can, he actually took Yang Biao's Tiangang knife trick."

"Du Kang, this kid is really eye-catching."

"At the age of a weak crown, he can actually take Yang Biao's knife hard"

Du Kang took a few steps back, and just after stabilizing his figure, Yang Biao took advantage of the situation and slashed towards Du Kang again. Du Kang thought to himself:

"You can't take this knife hard."

Then Du Kang squatted down slightly, dodged, flashed behind Yang Biao in an instant, and slashed towards Yang Biao. At this time, the audience was in high spirits:

"Yes, boy."

"Let's see how Yang Darthead deals with it next."

Yang Biao saw that the situation was not good, his right hand was quickly put down, and then he held the handle of the knife, and the blade turned behind him, blocking the sword, and turned around in an instant, and slashed towards Du Kang again. Du Kang thought to himself:

"If you want to take the initiative to attack, the defense will not be good at all."

Then Du Kang took the initiative to attack with a sword, Du Kang then stabbed at Yang Biao with a sword, Yang Biao blocked with a knife, and Du Kang then chopped and slashed, faster and faster. Yang Biao just blocked and said with a smile:

"The afterlife is good, but this game is over." Then there was an uproar in the audience:

"Yang Darthead is going to attack!"

"Du Kang, this kid really surprised me, he can be entangled with Yang Dart for so many rounds."

"This game is coming to an end."

Then Yang Biao directly brandished the big knife, the sound of the knife was sonorous and powerful, Du Kang was just about to hold the sword to block, but Yang Biao bounced the sword in his hand a few feet away, and bounced it under the ring, and then Yang Biao pointed at Du Kang and smiled:

"The future is terrifying, you are a good hand at darts, if you worship me as a teacher, I can teach you Tiangang knife tricks? What do you think? ”

Du Kang clenched his fists and replied:

"Thank you seniors for your kindness, juniors understand it, but juniors don't have this plan for the time being."

Then Du Kang slowly walked off the stage, took down the sword that was bounced off, and left.

A gong and drum sounded,

"In the first game, Yang Biao won."

Yang Biao hugged his fists and saluted, and then slowly walked off the stage, at this time the audience was in high spirits;

"Okay, it's not a loss."

"Well played!"

"Du Kang is really eye-catching, and it's not bad."

"Du Kang will definitely have a great future in the future."

"Yang Dart's head knife technique is the best in the rivers and lakes."

At this time, I saw that outside the wine shop next to the ring, there was a young man with a scruffy beard drunk leaning next to the wine shop, wearing a white coat, with a sword hanging from his waist, and the young man was holding a wine gourd and drinking wine with his head up, the young man was covered in the smell of wine, so it was extremely conspicuous on the outside, and the surrounding audience was reluctant to get close to the sloppy young man, the young man drank wine and said loudly:

"This dart head knife technique is average, and it can be seen in the past, how can it be called the best knife technique?"

At this time, everyone looked at this sloppy young man, and a martial artist strode towards the young man, glared at the sloppy young man, and said angrily:

"Which green onion are you? Think you're a hero with a sword? ”

The Jianghu martial artist was just about to start beating someone, but the sloppy young man still didn't care, and in the end, the Jianghu martial artist also withdrew his hand and said:

"I'm afraid I'll hit you and dirty my hands." Then he turned and walked away.

The people around him who were watching the battle were also in a hurry;

"How old are you?"

"Why don't you go on your cow?"

"I'm young, I'm too old!"

"What about this pointer??"

"Why can't you go to heaven if you're so good?"

The sloppy young man didn't hear it, didn't care at all, and still drank comfortably.

At this time, there was another announcement in the ring;

"Ma Hongguang vs. Chen He in the second game"

Everyone in the audience looked at the ring, and everyone didn't talk to this young man who only knew how to talk big.

At this time, an old man slowly walked out of the stage, the old man was wearing a white robe, and there was a big yin and yang gossip sewn on the white robe, the old man had a goatee, wiped his beard with his hand, and looked at the audience with a smile, and the noise continued again;

"The head of the mixed element shape and the fist; Ma Hongguang"

"I can finally see the lightning five whips of the horse master with my own eyes."

"Master Ma, I like you the most!"

"I can finally see Ma Zhangmen boxing in person."

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the horse's master's boxing method is all over the sky, no worse than the head of Wudang, and I don't know whether it's true or not."

"I can finally see it!"

At this time, another sturdy young man stepped onto the stage, the young man was naked, the muscle texture was clearly visible, and there was a unicorn tattooed on his right shoulder, and he slowly hugged his fist to salute the audience;

"Chen He, it is rumored on the rivers and lakes that there are many disciples, and he opened a martial arts gym by himself, calling himself the Zhengwei Gang."

"My child is where he learns martial arts, anyway, a very good gentleman."

"My 10-year-old son learned from him, but I didn't expect that my child Bang Bang punched me twice and made my nose blue and my face swollen."

"Dude, what a father and a son!"

At this time, the two people on the stage clasped each other's fists and saluted, and the old man took the lead in speaking:

"Young man, I advise you to behave yourself! Surrender obediently! ”

Chen He replied:

"It's up to the seniors to do it."

Then Chen He put on a boxing fight, with his left hand in front and his right hand behind, at this time Ma Hongguang put on a boxing fight, and the rags slowly approached Chen He. The audience was in an uproar;

"Mazhang is about to make a move!"

"Look how Chen He dodged."

"Everyone, don't talk yet."

On the stage, I saw Chen He striding forward, and Bang Bang hammered towards Ma Hong's glossy door with two fists. Ma Hongguang had no power to parry at all, only to see him fall straight to the ground and faint.

"How is that possible?"

"It's impossible for the horse master to be so vulnerable!"

"The head of the horse should let the juniors, really, I cried to death."

Another gong and drum sounded, "In the second game, Chen He won." ”

At this time, a person ran on the stage, carried a pass of water, and threw it at Ma Hongguang, who was awakened by the cold water.

Ma Hongguang touched his swollen right eye and hurriedly got up:

"Young man, don't talk about martial arts, the competition is over, I didn't use that punch just now, if you exert force, your nose will collapse."

Then Ma Hong stepped down from the stage in a huff and left the crowd.

The sloppy young man who was drinking couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene, and the sip of wine he had just drunk actually vomited with laughter, and spit on the side of the big-shouldered and round-waisted martial artist. The Jianghu martial artist glared at the young man, and the young man rubbed his face and said:

"Big brother, I'm sorry."

The gongs and drums on the stage beat again and again, and by this time several rounds had passed.

In the next game, "Hu Rui vs. Fu Haizhi"

The little girl in the audience looked at Hu Rui with a smile:

"Brother, your name."

Song Yunzhi said:

"Senior Brother Hu, how about convincing him?"

Li Yuze also said:

"Senior Brother Hu, come on."

Hu Rui touched the little girl's head:

"Look at your brother, I'll go first!"

A young man holding a bamboo flute in the crowd slowly moved up:

"Let it go, senior, it's my turn."

Hu Rui slowly walked to the ring, hugged his fists and saluted the audience, and there was another commotion in the audience;

"Who is Hu Rui?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"Look at this as a literati."

"I don't know how martial arts are."

"Take your time."

In the crowd, another man who was about the same age slowly walked up to the stage, the man was wearing a black robe, a sword hanging from his waist, his instrument was lofty, and his sword eyebrows were horizontal.

"Fu Haizhi, the younger brother of Fu Canghai, the sword soul in the waves, this person is amazing!"

"Fu Haizhi, he was besieged and killed by the seven thieves of the Ghost Underworld Valley back then, and finally killed three of them, scaring the other four thieves away."

"I don't know where that literati is."

"It's an unknown martial artist."

"There is no suspense in this game, I can only say that the kid is unlucky."

Hu Rui hugged his fist:

"Hu Rui in Xiasui Mountain, please advise!"

Fu Haizhi returned the salute with a fist:

"In Xia Fu Haizhi, brother let the horse come." There was another commotion in the audience;

"Suishan Hu Rui?"

"Could it be that he is the apprentice?"

"It is rumored that he has only accepted seven apprentices, called the Seven Heroes of Suishan."

"That person is not a mortal, and that apprentice is definitely not an ordinary man."

"There's another good show."

Hu Yi shouted in the audience:

"Brother, you must defeat him! My brother is the best! ”

Song Yunzhi said:

"Hu Yi, Yuze, let's stay away."

Then Song Yunzhi took Hu Yi by the hand and ran into the distance, followed by Li Yuze.

On the stage, Hu Rui played the flute, the flute sound was high-pitched and excited, like the water of the Yellow River pouring down, the audience who were very close to the ring covered their ears, the sound of the flute was murderous, so that the audience had a headache, some suddenly collapsed to the ground, Fu Haizhi had a splitting headache and suddenly felt that he was unable to take a step forward, and in an instant Hu Rui stopped playing, took back the bamboo flute, and stabbed Fu Haizhi with a sword, Fu Haizhi endured a headache and pulled out the sword out of the sheath, and Hu Rui slashed the sword, Fu Haizhi slashed at Hu Rui, Hu Rui parried, scuffled several times, Fu Haizhi's sword was like a meteor, stabbed at Hu Rui, Hu Rui dodged, Fu Haizhi slashed at Hu Rui again, and at this time, another sword light slashed towards Hu Rui, Hu Rui didn't have time to dodge, and his leg was injured. Then Hu Rui put away his sword, quickly picked up the bamboo flute and played it, the surrounding area suddenly flew sand and stones, the flute sound was extremely penetrating, Fu Haizhi was difficult to approach, Fu Haizhi jumped into the air, waved several sword lights in a row, and slashed at Hu Rui. Hu Rui saw that the opportunity was not good, quickly withdrew the bamboo flute, and drew his sword to block. Fu Haizhi landed and stabbed Hu Rui directly with his sword, Hu Rui didn't have time to dodge, his right shoulder was pierced, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Hu Rui was just about to resist with the flute, but he didn't expect Fu Haizhi to point at Hu Rui and say:

"Brother, you've lost!" Hu Rui slumped to the ground and said, "Brother Fu's swordsmanship is outstanding, I admire it." Then Hu Rui got up and slowly exited,

"Fu Hai's victory!" The spectators in front of the ring collapsed to the ground. There was another commotion in the audience;

"Hu Rui's flute is really terrible!"

"Hu Rui can actually fight with Fu Hai without falling behind!"

"You can actually crush Fu Haizhi in front!"

"After all, it's Fu Hai's victory."

Hu Rui stepped down and slowly walked to Song Yunzhi.

Hu Yi's eyes were red when he looked at the injured Hu Rui:

"Brother, are you okay?"

Hu Rui touched the little girl's head and smiled kindly:

"It's okay, don't worry."

Song Yunzhi said:

"Fu Haizhi is really amazing."

Hu Rui replied:

"It's really tough."

At this time, another gong and drum sounded;

"In the next game, Li Yuze vs. Song Yunzhi."

Song Yunzhi said:

"I'll go, why are we here?"

Li Yuze said:

"If Senior Brother wants to fight, I'll give up my position."

Song Yunzhi said:

"I'm not on it, Yuze, you can go up."

Li Yuze replied:

"No, I don't want to fight, let's go up."

Li Yuze slowly walked into the ring and said:

"Under Li Yuze, admit defeat." Then he stepped down.

The way of striking the gong:

"In this game, Song Yunzhi wins, who is Song Yunzhi?"

Then a young man in white jumped in the crowd:

"I'm here!"

The audience didn't slow down a bit;

"That's the end of it?"

"Can you still throw in the towel?"

"If you don't fight, don't go!"

"Still playing like this?"

"It's going to be the final"

The people on stage announced:

"In the final game, the winner will be able to get this prize, which is the sword 'Qingyun' that Li Tiehammer took three years to build"

The audience was noisy;

"I don't know which unlucky guy will draw Fu Haizhi"

"In the first game of the finals, Song Yunzhi vs. Fu Haizhi." The voice on the stage came, and there was another commotion off the stage;

"Hahaha, I really hit the jackpot."

"You can win without fighting, I want to see what he can do!"

"His luck really wasn't bad."

Song Yunzhi and Fu Haizhidu slowly came to the stage and clasped their fists and saluted.

Song Yunzhi said: "Go down to Suishan again, Song Yunzhi!" ”

There was another commotion in the audience;

"It's still from Suishan, it should be an eye-opener."

"There was a battle between Hu Rui and Fu Hai in front of him, and now there is another Song Yunzhi."

"Look at Song Yunzhi's ability."

The battle in the ring was about to start, Song Yunzhi shook the folding fan in his hand, sent out seven flying needles, and shot towards Fu Haizhi, Fu Haizhi slashed out several sword lights, slashing at several flying needles. Li Yuze took out another hidden weapon like a lotus flower and threw it at Fu Haizhi, only to see the hidden weapon blooming like a lotus, and the petals flew towards Fu Haizhi like a blade, Fu Haizhi held a sword to block, but he didn't expect that Song Yunzhi had a cylindrical weapon under his left wrist, and sent out a flying needle to shoot at Fu Canghai, Fu Haizhi's sideways dodge attack, almost shot, the flying needle shot to Fu Haizhi's feet, and then Song Yunzhi moved forward with his left hand and ran quickly to the side, Fu Haizhi saw that the opportunity was not good, and jumped up, but he didn't expect it, That flying needle was actually made up of a silk thread that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and if Fu Haizhi didn't dodge it in time, his foot would have to be scratched. Fu Haiyi jumped up and slashed at Song Yunzhi with several sword lights, Song Yunzhi moved forward with his left hand, and as soon as he retracted his left hand, he actually jumped next to the flying needle in an instant, dodging several sword lights. Everyone in the audience was terrified;

"This thing is ruthless!"

"I just noticed that there was a thread."

"Suishan disciple, a member of the Tang Sect!"

Song Yunzhi waved his hand casually, and the hidden weapon like a lotus flower was restored and returned to Song Yunzhi's waist. Fu Haizhi landed, then waved the sword in his hand and ran towards Song Yunzhi. Fu Haizhi suppressed Song Yunzhi with a sword, and Song Yunzhi blocked with a fan, which was difficult to parry. Fu Haizhi was just about to slash at Song Yunzhi, but Song Yunzhi took the lead in admitting it:

"Admit defeat, admit defeat, and stop fighting."

Another gong and drum sounded, "Fu Hai's victory!" Both of them stepped off the stage, and there was another commotion in the audience;

"Fu Haizhi has won again."

"This session is undoubtedly Fu Hai's victory."

"The last few are not enough to see."

Song Yunzhi stepped down:

"Hey, Fu Haizhi is really excellent in swordsmanship!"

Hu Rui replied:

"You're fine, not hurt."

Song Yunzhi said:

"I'm quick to admit it."

Next to the wine shop in the distance, there is still the sloppy young man:

"The swordsmanship is average, but it's passable."

The audience next to him once again looked at the sloppy young man;

"Laughing to death."

"Just you? Can you cut Li Jianxian or Fu Haizhi? ”

"I don't even bother to talk to you!"

"The mouth is strong!"

The sloppy young man still ignored it and drank alone.

Game after game, many martial artists who fought with Fu Haizhi couldn't withstand two rounds, and in the end, only Chen He and Yang Biao remained.

A person slowly walked out of the crowd, wearing a red robe and a mask, and walked slowly.

"It's the Red Hero."

"Really."

"Could it be that the red hero is also going to the ring?"

Hongyu looked overwhelmed when she heard what the audience said, and replied:

"I'm just here to watch the battle, I'm late, isn't it almost over?"

Song Yunzhi saw Hongyu waving his hand: "Brother Hong, look at this!" ”

Hongyu turned her head, and everyone's eyes also looked at Song Yunzhi;

Hongyu slowly walked over to Song Yunzhi and said with a smile: "Brother Song, don't come to harm?" ”

Everyone looked at Song Yunzhi, as well as Li Yuze and Hu Rui next to Song Yunzhi, and whispered one after another;

"I said, it turns out that these people are all fighting with Fu Haizhi."

"I still know the Red Hero."

"Looks like they're familiar."

"The little brother who took the initiative to admit defeat should also be one of the Seven Heroes of Suishan."

Then they started talking, not at all like people who had only met each other.

Another sound came from afar;

"Yang Biao to Chen He."

All eyes were on the ring.

The two warriors clasped their fists and saluted each other, and Yang Biao saw that Chen He did not bring a weapon and asked:

"Hit with your bare hands?"

Chen He replied:

"Yang Darthead, even if I hold a knife, if I win the blade, how about I win?"

Yang Biao replied proudly:

"You said it."

Then Yang Biao and Chen He scuffled. Yang Biao held the knife and slashed at Chen He without hesitation, and after a few rounds, Chen He was still dodging. Chen He didn't pay attention and was kicked to the ground by Yang Biao.

Yang Biao put the knife into the sheath, squatted slightly in front of Chen He and asked:

"It's okay, brother, and I win?"

Then Chen He took advantage of Yang Biao's inattention to cut off his children and grandchildren, and actually cowered Yang Biao in pain, and then took Yang Biao's knife with a smile:

"I won!"

The audience sighed;

"Don't talk about martial arts!"

"This move has hit Yang Darthead's brother hard."

Everyone in the audience laughed, and a gong and drum sounded;

"Chen He wins, the next game is really a tiebreaker, Chen He vs. Fu Canghai."

At this time, two people from the dart game came to the stage and carried Yang Biao down.

Chen He hurriedly stepped down: "I admit defeat." ”

Then another proclamation:

"This year's Beijing will be martial, and Fu Haizhi will win."

Then the two of them brought a carved box, on which a jade unicorn was carved, and in the box was the Qingyun Sword. Then he handed it to Fu Haizhi, and Fu Haizhi clasped his fists and saluted.

The audience suddenly became uproar;

"Fu Hai's sword technique is outstanding!"

"Fu Hai's sword path is unbeatable!"

Then the sloppy young man who was leaning on the side of the wine shop and drinking got up and laughed:

"Excellent swordsmanship? This is the kung fu of the three-legged cat, and you are called invincible? ”

The crowd was in an uproar again;

"Or you?"

"Why are you so thick-faced?"

Then at the beginning, he wanted to beat this young man's martial artist and couldn't stand it, so he quickly drew his sword out of the sheath: "I can't give you a long memory!" ”

Song Yunzhi patted Hongyu on the shoulder: "Brother Hong, this time there is a lot of fun." ”

Hongyu replied: "I clearly feel that this sloppy man has extraordinary internal strength. ”

Fu Haizhi slowly walked in front of the drunk man and asked, "Your Excellency, why do you say that I am a three-legged cat with swordsmanship for no reason?" ”

The martial artist next to him pointed at the drunk: "Fu Daxia, you can't talk nonsense with this kind of person, I'll cut him down!" ”

The sloppy drunk replied: "I still have to practice, there are too many flaws." ”

Fu Haizhi replied: "Your Excellency, can you have a discussion with me, I want to see how your swordsmanship is." ”

The sloppy man smiled: "Okay, you go on stage!" ”

The crowd was in an uproar;

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

"This kind of hard-mouthed person can't be changed without teaching a lesson!"

"Maybe it's a master."

"I've seen too many fledgling masters today, and I think it's possible."

"Some masters like to keep others from knowing."

"How is it possible, looking at him like this, he has no master, and he is a hanger."

"Don't talk, it's a good show again, look, that guy who doesn't know whether to live or die is on stage."

The sloppy young man in white put the wine gourd on his waist, drew his sword out of the sheath, and slowly walked into the ring.

Fu Haizhi smiled and said, "Your Excellency, let's strike first." ”

The corners of the sloppy young man's mouth rose, and he walked slowly towards Fu Haizhi, and then the young man in white, several white-clothed figures with no visible faces slowly appeared around him, and the internal force overflowed like a spring, and the figure followed the white-clothed young man towards Fu Haizhi slowly. Fu Haizhi's pupils widened and he was shocked:

"Qinglian Sword Technique? No, no way! The audience was stunned;

"The internal force is so strong!"

"Qinglian Sword Technique?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Hongyu and Hu Rui looked at the ring, and Hongyu said:

"Qinglian Sword Technique, you can't go wrong!"

Song Yunzhi was puzzled:

"Could it be Li Weile, Li Daxia?"

Hu Ruidao:

"Can't be wrong, no one knows the Qinglian Sword Technique, except for Li Weile."

Hu Rui asked Hongyu:

"Brother Hong, are you sure it's really the Qinglian Sword Technique?"

Ruby replied:

"I've seen him with my own eyes."

In the ring, the young man in white waved his sword casually, and suddenly several figures in white scattered one after another, as if they all had spirituality, and they all slashed at Fu Haizhi with various moves. Fu Haizhi blocked with difficulty, and was just about to slash at the young man in white, but he didn't expect the young man in white to come to Fu Haizhi's side in an instant, which caught Fu Haizhi off guard.

Fu Haizhi was stunned:

"When?"

Fu Haizhi was just about to slash at the white-clothed young man with his sword, but in an instant, the white-clothed young man who had just teleported to Fu Haizhi's side turned into a white figure, and only heard a voice from behind:

"Housheng, don't stare at one place."

Fu Haizhi was just about to turn back, but he was almost kicked down.

At this moment, a voice came from behind:

"Hou Sheng, how many times have you said it, don't just stare at one place."

Fu Haizhi quickly turned around and saw the young man in white, but he didn't expect the young man in white to turn into a figure in an instant, and from Fu Haizhi's left side, he punched Fu Haizhi's face. As soon as Fu Haizhi recovered, he saw several white-clothed figures slashing towards Fu Haizhi from the top of Fu Haizhi's head. Fu Haizhi closed his eyes tightly in fright, but he didn't expect that there was nothing at all. When he opened his eyes, he only saw the young man in white sitting on the ground munching melon seeds in the distance.

The young man in white said:

"It's all said, swordsmanship is not good yet, you still have to practice."

Fu Haizhi hurriedly got up and clasped his fists and replied:

"Thank you seniors for your advice, it's no wonder that the descendants don't know Taishan."

The young man in white looked at the martial artist who was about to cut him down and asked:

"I'm right." Nawufu's sweat flowed through and he nodded vigorously.

Then the young man in white slowly walked off the stage, holding a wine gourd and drinking wine, and slowly walked in the crowd, Fu Haizhi shouted loudly:

"Senior, but Qinglian Ranger, Li Weile, Li Daxia?"

The young man in white stopped and replied:

"Yes, it's me, do you want to invite me to drink?"

Fu Haizhi was very excited:

"Seniors come, I'll please! I admired Li Daxia since I was a child. ”

The man in white replied:

"Hey, don't be close, you look bigger than me!"

Fu Haizhi clasped his fists again and said with a smile:

"Senior, I'll invite you to drink!"

Li Weile's eyes lit up:

"Really? I'll come over here. ”

then quickly ran to Fu Haizhi, and then both of them entered the wine shop. Everyone still did not disperse, staring at the wine shop quietly, and some of the officials also ran into the wine shop, and it was rare to see Li Daxia alive.

Ruby Farewell:

"Brothers, I'll go first."

Hu Rui and others said goodbye one after another.

On the road, Hu Rui and his entourage slowly walked on the streets of the capital, and at this time it was already nightfall, Hu Rui said:

"Stay one more night, and it's time for us to go back to Suishan."

Song Yunzhi said:

"It's time to go back."

Hu Yi said:

"Brother, do you really want to leave? When will I come next time. ”

Li Yuze replied:

"Soon."

When night fell, Li Weile and Fu Haizhi were in the wine shop, Li Weile casually took out a piece of rice paper, then asked the wine shop to borrow a brush, and then wrote a poem on the rice paper:

The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is endless, and only the Yangtze River skyline can be seen.

It was given to Fu Haizhi.

Then the two left the wine shop one after another, and Li Weile said: "Thank you brother for your hospitality, we are destined to meet again." Fu Haizhi hugged his fists: "See you soon!" ”

The next day, early in the morning, the three of them left their places and walked in the direction of Suishan.

In a bamboo forest, there was a young man in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, he drank wine, and walked slowly in the bamboo forest, and the young man wrote a poem:

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arsonist are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world

The next story starts with a rural boy!

Who didn't have a martial arts dream when he was young, and dreamed of fighting the sword world!