"Shoot the arrows!"

The red-faced man roared, and more than a dozen feathered arrows shot down like lightning.

Huang Butao, who was in the lead, shook his long sword, pushed the feather arrows he shot high, and turned around and instructed: "Be careful." ”

The power of such arrows was obviously not placed in the eyes of the Huashan disciples, and they all brushed aside the feather arrows and rushed forward with light skills, and the archers on the cottage did not have time to shoot the second arrow, and everyone rushed to the foot of the wall.

With a wave of their hands, flying knives, sleeve arrows, and iron pellets hit the head of the village.

"Oops!"

"Oops!"

The bravery of the disciples of Huashan was obviously a bit unexpected by the bandits of Jigong Mountain, the bandits on the wall stood relatively densely, and it was inevitable that they would hinder each other when they were dodging, and three or four people were hit, and the others couldn't help but take a step back.

Huang Butao jumped up, he had already knocked down the wall, and he went up to the wall with his hand, fighting in all directions at night with a sword, and the swords stabbed at the bandits of Jigong Mountain.

Seeing that the sword momentum of the person coming was fluttering, the people of Jigong Mountain could not judge the coming, and they could not resist it, so they all took a step back, revealing the location of the wall.

Huang Butao was not in a hurry to attack, the long sword opened and closed, and he quickly slashed and stabbed, only holding the walled wall for a moment, and Li Yigen and Wei Yilin behind him climbed onto the wall.

Seeing this, Huang Butao shouted, the long sword split the bandits around him, and pounced on the red-faced man, and the red-faced man brushed three times, resisting Huang Butao, and the two fought together.

A tall man next to him roared, raised an iron rod and smashed it at Huang Butao.

"King Kong, you are mine. ”

Li Yigen shouted, the tip of the sword was a little in the iron rod, and he removed the force of the iron rod, stopped the fierce King Kong, and with a turn of his wrist, the blade of the sword was slashed against the iron rod to the right hand of the fierce King Kong.

The fierce King Kong monster screamed, his right hand scattered, his left hand dragged the iron rod back two steps, hit the wooden pillar behind him, picked it up under his feet, the iron rod bounced up, and his right hand held the iron rod and stabbed Li Yigen in front of the door.

Li Yigen turned sideways, kneaded it in, and stabbed the tip of the sword into the right arm of the fierce King Kong, and was about to take advantage of the situation to finish off this person, when he heard Huang Butao shouting: "Be careful!"

Li Yigen didn't dare to hesitate, rolled over, flashed to the side, and with a "bang", a sword tip stabbed in front of Li Yigen's arm, if it wasn't for Huang Butao's reminder, he would have been stabbed to the heart.

When he looked up, he saw four people jumping up from the side and entering the battle group.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Li Yigen reminded and stabbed at the person who attacked him with his sword.

At this time, the brothers and sisters had already reached the top of the village, and seven or eight people surrounded the four of them to attack and kill.

The rest of the outer disciples killed the minions of Jigong Mountain, these minions were just ordinary people, they could only do a little rough work, and they could withstand the slashing and killing of more than a dozen experienced third-rate masters.

But in the time of half a pillar of incense, more than 30 people had fallen on the ground, and the remaining dozens of people were all heartbroken, and with a shout, they reflexively fled to the village.

Seven outer disciples chased after him and searched for Liu Dele's family.

Zhao Yishui took over from Li Yigen and fought with the fierce King Kong, but in just seven or eight rounds, he pierced the throat of the fierce King Kong with a sword, and carried the sword to sweep the battle for Li Yigen and others.

The four people's martial arts are extremely high, each of them against two Huashan disciples, and they don't fall behind in a short period of time, and the four groups of people roll up and down, from the top of the wall into the village, and they can't help each other for a while.

Huang Butao saw that all the disciples were fine, so he calmed down and concentrated on dealing with the red-faced Sai Gongming, Sai Gongming blocked left and right, and if he was not careful, he was pierced through the heart by Huang Butao.

Sai Gongming looked at the long sword on his chest in disbelief, looked up at Huang Butao, turned his head to look at the village, and muttered something to say, but only made a cooing sound, but a large ball of foamy blood gushed out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground, his eyes were round, and he didn't bat at himself.

Huang Butao withdrew his long sword and looked at the village, a black spot struck quickly, and a piercing scream sounded, Huang Butao raised his sword to block when he heard the sound, only to hear the sound of "poof", the screaming sound disappeared, and the two stones were broken into fine stones and fell in front of him.

Huang Butao looked up and saw that the head of the house was already standing beside him, holding a few stones in his hand, and looking ahead.

I saw a thirty-six-seventeen-year-old man walking slowly, with a fair face and a flat face, revealing a fierce momentum.

"Stand down!" the flat-faced man shouted in a deep voice.

There was a sound of swords, the three of them made a muffled sound, and the four groups of fierce fighters were separated, and a big hole was cut on the chest of Zhang Yixiong, an inner disciple, and two Jigong Mountain masters had a sword in one shoulder and one in their arm.

The flat-faced man didn't care, looked at Yue Buqun and smiled lightly, and said, "The head of Huashan Yue, the grade has stepped into the first-class realm at a young age, it's really good!"

Yue Buqun smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Qinghai Bai, if you are not happy in Qinghai, how can you have time to come to my Shaanxi, and I will not notify you, I will arrange for someone to receive you well, doesn't this make people laugh at Huashan's lack of hospitality?"

"We are doing business without capital, how can we get into the eyes of the famous families in Huashan, and when we see you, we have always avoided walking. However, since the fat sheep has gone up the mountain, the rules of the road still have to be told, as long as the brothers are convinced, and the money is offered, there is no other word. ”

"Mr. Bai is refreshing, then it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate. ”

Both of them knew the whole story, a few peripheral personnel and a few thousand taels of silver were just a reason, and the purpose was to see the real chapter at hand.

Yue Buqun took out the gentleman's sword, slowly stepped forward a few steps, stretched out his hand and said: "The sword is a gentleman, extremely sharp, Mr. Bai is careful, please!"

The whiteboard didn't talk nonsense, and slowly came to Yue Buqun with a scimitar, and with a shake of his arm, he slashed at Yue Buqun's neck.

Yue Buqun's right hand lightly flirted, opened the scimitar, turned the whiteboard body, went around to Yue Buqun's left side, waved his hand and made five knives, Yue Buqun turned sideways, jingled to block the five knives, and the tip of the sword swiped and pointed to the right bowl of the whiteboard.

"So fast!" Li Yigen whispered to Huang Butao.

Huang Butao's expression was solemn, and he didn't make a sound, staring at the two of them tightly.

At this time, I couldn't see the figure of the tabula rasa clearly, only to see a gray shadow circling around Yue Buqun, the sound of clanging was endless, and the head Yue Buqun was incarnated as a thousand-armed Guanyin, with arm shadows in front and back.

After a stick of incense, the tabula rasa was a little slower, and the scimitar was opened by Yue Buqun, only to see Yue Buqun drink clearly, and the dark sword light rolled out in an instant, and the black pressure rushed towards the tabula rasa, but it was Yue Buqun who unfolded the sword of the rising sun.

The sword shining with the morning sun was cast by the gentleman's sword, but it gave people a feeling of being destroyed like a dark cloud pressing down on the top city, and a heavy sense of oppression hit head-on, and the four people behind the tabula rasa couldn't help but take a step back, all of them were surprised, and they looked at each other speechlessly.

The feeling of the tabula rasa is even worse than that of the four people, Yue Buqun's swordsmanship is fast and heavy, majestic, extremely powerful, extremely difficult to resist, and after fighting half a pillar of incense kung fu, the tabula rasa has felt that his wrist is faintly numb, and he is secretly frightened and intends to retreat.

I only heard Yue Buqun's "Go!"

The whiteboard swung the scimitar vigorously, wanting to avoid Yue Buqun's long sword, but he felt a pain in his little finger, and almost dropped the scimitar, his heart was shocked, he turned back, and quickly went backwards, shouting from afar: "The head of Huashan really lives up to his reputation, and the whiteboard has been taught, and the pain of broken fingers will be rewarded." ”

Seeing that the whiteboard had fled, the four people didn't dare to stay any longer, so they hurriedly followed, and disappeared behind the cottage in the blink of an eye.

Yue Buqun stopped the people who wanted to pursue, ordered Liu Dele's family to be found, and walked towards the cottage lobby.

Huang Butao followed and said in a low voice: "Master, can you see which faction it is?"

"You see that the swordsmanship of those people is wide open and closed, although the Songshan swordsmanship has not been revealed, but the foundation can't run, besides, this Qinghai whiteboard evil star and Zuo Lengchan have a private friendship, do you think we Huashan don't know?" Yue Buqun smiled lightly.

"Songshan faction, sooner or later, he will be good-looking!"

Huang Butao scolded viciously, Huashan gave up the leader of the Wuyue Alliance to the Songshan faction, and his Songshan faction was not only not grateful, but actually plotted against Huashan, which was simply revenge.

Several inner disciples also looked angry and scolded one after another.

In their hearts, the Songshan faction is still the little brother who follows behind Huashan, and they don't have the concept of the Songshan faction, the leader of the Wuyue Alliance.

was stabbed by the younger brother, and the wound was naturally more painful.