The two great swordsmen of Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng are like two stars shining in the night sky, and the rest of the swordsmen are as dim as fireflies when compared to them.

But since ancient times, there is no first, and there is no second, not to mention that as a swordsman, who does not have three points of arrogance.

Lu Xiaofeng is well-known in the Central Plains, and he is a friend of Ximen Blowing Snow, so naturally many swordsmen hit him with ideas.

It seems that this kind of thing has happened many times today, and he is no longer surprised.

Lu Xiaofeng pondered for a moment and said: "Characters like you have all climbed to the top of swordsmanship, any slight error may be the key to victory or defeat, how dare I jump to conclusions." ”

Su Ang shook his head and said, "Although it is the truth, it is also nonsense. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "But the only thing I am sure of is that you are not as devout to the sword as Ximen Blowing Snow, he regards the sword as life, lives for the sword, and dies for the sword." ”

Su Ang shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's not bad. ”

Now that Lingxi has seen it, Su Ang didn't have much interest in Lu Xiaofeng, and was about to turn around and leave.

The sound of shattering sounded, the windows were broken, the door was opened, and three more people arrived, these three people were very famous, Lu Xiaofeng and Su Ang also recognized them, one was "Jade Face Langjun" Liu Yuyu, the other was "Broken Intestine Swordsman" Xiao Qiuyu, and the other was called "Thousands of Miles Alone" Dugu Fang.

These three people, if not the most withdrawn and eccentric people on the rivers and lakes, are almost the same, and they actually appeared at the same time today.

They glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, with a strange smile on their faces, and stood at the door, window, etc., without saying a word.

Su Ang smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, they're here for you." ”

Lu Xiaofeng nodded: "I can see it." ”

Su Angdao: Presumably you are in trouble, these three people's martial arts are very good, and they are all somewhat famous. But they teamed up to find you, so naturally they have something to ask you for. And this matter must be very troublesome, very tricky. ”

"I hate trouble the most, and I won't say yes to whatever they want me to do." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

"Huh." Su Ang smiled.

He knew that Lu Xiaofeng liked trouble, and the more numb, the better. Su Ang didn't want to worry about it, so he pulled his legs and walked towards the door.

The door of the wing room has been broken, and the "jade-faced judge" Liu Yu hates to guard the door.

When Su Ang was about to leave, Liu Yuhe suddenly stretched out his right hand and stopped Su Ang, and a series of rust-like sounds came from his throat: "Before the princess comes, no one is allowed to leave." ”

Su Ang smiled: "I have to go, so what?" ”

The jade-faced Langjun swept Su Ang's face, and suddenly a strange light flashed in his eyes: "I recognize you, you are Su Ang, who is in the limelight in the rivers and lakes?" ”

Su Ang nodded, and swept up and down the whole body of the jade-faced Langjun with interest, the left cheek of the jade-faced Langjun was cut in half, the wound was shriveled and contracted, and his nose and eyes were pulled crookedly. There was only a black and deep hole left in the right eye, and the forehead corner was cut with a knife with a big "ten", and both hands were cut off with wrists. Now he has a glittering iron hook on his right wrist, and an iron ball larger than a human head on his left wrist.

Even if the scar cuts straight from the left ear to the right corner of the mouth, and the left ear is missing half of the 'Iron Mask Judge', he is more handsome and chic than him, and more like a "jade-faced Langjun" than him.

"Sentimental hatred has been empty since ancient times, and the past is like smoke. Today's 'Jade Face Langjun' has long since died, and only Liu Yuhe is still alive. The jade-faced Langjun sighed, and as soon as he spoke, the severed half of his face kept twitching, as if he was crying, and as if he was laughing.

He suddenly raised his head, with a hideous and vicious expression on his face: "Do you want to know, how did my face become like this?" ”

Su Ang shook his head: "I don't want to." ”

Liu Yu hated but showed a smile that was even more terrifying than the evil ghost: "You will know right away!" ”

After the last word "done", the iron hook on his right wrist had already hooked Su Ang's face like lightning.

The silver hook of the soul hook hand is very fast, but compared with the silver hook that Liu Yu hates, it is like a snail crawling.

Liu Yu still had a cruel smile on his face, and there was a palpitating light in his single eye, and he seemed to have seen the bloody scene of Su Ang's face being hooked.

Suddenly, a palm had suddenly pressed on Liu Yuhan's chest and vomited, his face was pale, he vomited blood to fly, and the whole person fell directly from the second floor, causing an exclamation downstairs.

"I said I don't want to know, why do I want to be reluctant, sometimes it's too stubborn, but it's not good." Su Ang flicked the sleeves of his robe and left without looking back.

At this moment, Xiao Qiuyu, the originally expressionless 'Broken Intestine Swordsman', had a sharp gaze, the sword light flashed, and the short sword in his palm suddenly stabbed towards Su Ang's back.

The castration was rapid and fast, but there was no sound, not even the sound of the clothes breaking the wind.

Xiao Qiuyu and Liu Yuhe were friends, and they were involved in this matter because of Liu Yuhe.

The strength of him and Liu Yuhe was almost the same, and Su Ang defeated Liu Yuhe with one palm.

Xiao Qiuyu had no chance to take revenge, but Su Ang left directly, exposing his back defenselessly, and the empty door was revealed, so Xiao Qiuyu decisively stabbed a sword.

Su Ang didn't have long eyes behind him, and there was almost no wind on this sword, not to mention that this sword was almost stable.

"Stop."

At this moment, the sound of a yellow warbler was heard in the evening breeze.

This voice seemed to have some kind of mysterious magic, and it suddenly captured Xiao Qiuyu, making his figure stop, and his killing intent suddenly disappeared.

Flowers waft in through the window, and the room is filled with a rich fragrance of flowers, which is intoxicating.

A woman slowly stepped on a carpet of flowers and slowly walked in through the door.