On the one hand, the monk Guanhai is poised to go out with all his strength, and on the other hand, because of the daytime sunshine, shining on the Red Shadow Sword, forming a strong reflection and increasing the momentum of the Red Shadow Sword. Lu Junyi changed his previous moves, waved his iron rod, and crashed directly into the red shadow with a sharp wind.

The Red Shadow Sword collided with the iron rod, shocking the Guanhai Monk's mouth and spurting blood, the Guanhai Monk can be regarded as extraordinary, barely relying on the Red Shadow Sword to block the heavy iron rod, and was smashed back again and again by Lu Junyi's frenzied wave-like stick; The Guanhai monk roared out his sword, and his subordinates no longer had any reservations, and more than ten sword flowers were born on the sword, circling and flying towards Lu Junyi.

This sword is the stunt of the monk Guanhai, the sword shadow is boundless, and even Lu Junyi can't judge it, so he can only rise up and lean up, cross to the side of the monk Guanhai like a giant eagle, and strike again; The monk of Guanhai held the mentality of killing one by one, recruiting troops and making dangerous moves, with the mentality of ending up together.

Lu Junyi could only quickly change his shape, looking for a chance for the blow to work, after more than a dozen rounds, Lu Junyi watched the Red Shadow Sword stab, the sword type had a fierce sword aura that could not be avoided, and the sword moves could not be changed, and the body of the monk who watched the sea was so fast that people could not grasp. But Lu Junyi felt the all-round killing intent of the Guanhai monk, and suddenly turned around, across the space of Zhang Xu, and the iron rod was as fast as lightning, sweeping on the long sword of the Guanhai monk.

The monk Guanhai secretly shouted that it was a pity, and reluctantly withdrew the sword he attacked, and did not dare to ask for any extravagance; Lu Junyi was furious, and dozens of stick shadows were sprinkled with the mighty iron rod, entangled the monk who was about to retreat, and the sound of the sword exchange was endless for a while. With a violent collision, the mouth of the monk Guanhai cracked, the long sword fell to the ground, and the monk Guanhai exerted the speed of his body to the extreme, narrowly escaping from Lu Junyi's stick.

Cao Wanchu shouted in time: "We admit defeat." ”

Jade Qilin Lu Junyi can only hold the stick style, with Lu Junyi's identity and status, naturally he can't do anything to force him to the end, he can only watch the Guanhai monk salute him, pick up the red shadow sword from the ground, and swagger back; fortunately, Lu Junyi won two games in a row, and the opponent who won was Cao Wanchu, Guanhai Monk and other masters, and he would definitely have a great reputation in the future. Qiu Banjiang asked expressionlessly, "Who will appear in the next game of the Demon Gate?"

A sharp and tragic neighing sound was remembered in the distance, a tall black horse galloped wildly, and in the panic of the crowd to dodge, the black horse saw Wang Ming's carriage hit it headlong, and the carriage of the carriage was damaged on the spot, and the black horse fell headlong. This was a way for the mount to call the police, and Wang Ming and Li Yuweng's faces were visibly panicked, because they knew the owner of the horse, Yin Jiaqin, a porcelain merchant who was one of the four elders of the Anyang League.

Yin Jiaqin is a master, otherwise it is impossible to win in the battle for Anyang kiln, the kiln porcelain, to put it bluntly, is the clay into money, the profit is huge, the scene of the competition is even more bloody; Yin Jiaqin relied on his own ability, step by step to control the kiln factory, and finally controlled the porcelain business, through spending money, let the porcelain of Anyang kiln become a royal tribute, and the profit increased dozens of times.

However, Yin Jiaqin has a bad habit, that is, riding a horse, even if he has a hundred thousand yuan around his waist, he still hopes that all kinds of good horses, like to ride a horse for a ride and hunt madness; when Su Dongpo passed through Xiangzhou, Yin Jiaqin treated him hobbyly, and sent a thousand taels of gold to the road, just to ask Su Dongpo to write down the popular words in his own handwriting: "The old man chats about the madness of youth, the left leads the yellow, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat and the ermine Qiu, and the thousand horses roll Pinggang." In order to repay the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and watch Sun Lang. The wine is still open. The temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter! In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent to hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. ”

Yin Jiaqin is not too guarded, and he is not ready to go to the northwest to fight with Western Xia, but it does not prevent him from often showing Su Dongpo's pen and ink to Wang Ming and others, and collecting them as treasures. This black horse is another treasure of Yin Jiaqin, bought for six hundred taels of gold, every time Yin Jiaqin goes out, he rides this horse;

Cao Wanchu obviously also knew this horse, and said directly to Li Yuweng: "Otherwise, the competition will be suspended, let's make another appointment, hurry up and check out, what happened to Yin Jiaqin, and it must not be easy for someone to do something to Yin Jiaqin in Xiangzhou." ”

Hearing that Cao Wanchu had the intention of going to check together, Li Yuweng's good impression of Cao Wanchu increased greatly, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Tong, Zhou Dong said calmly: "I think so too, let Qiu Banjiang stay here and announce, let's leave quickly." ”

Qiu Banjiang figured out the reason, and as soon as he came forward to announce, the following scolding was everywhere, many people ran hundreds of miles, and there were many businessmen who delayed their trips, and in the end, it was inevitable that they would not be happy when they encountered such an ending, just like the author wrote to the wonderful place and suddenly broke off, so that the reader couldn't stop, and his heart was like a cat scratching, which was extremely uncomfortable. But in the face of the big people on the high platform, they couldn't say anything at all, let alone reluctantly, after a large number of masters left, ordinary people in the rivers and lakes and business travelers could only helplessly rush in their respective directions, trying to find a place to settle before dark.

Yang Zhi saw that Chen Guang was walking with the carriage of the civet cat, and did not follow Zhou Tong to check the place where the accident occurred, so Yang Zhi followed unhurriedly, the direction was clear, and it was estimated that he would not be able to go far before dark, so Yang Zhi walked slowly on the official road, living like a man with nothing to do. But he didn't go far, Yang Zhi unexpectedly saw Jian Zhen and another person passing behind him, that person looked a little similar to Xie Zhen, it should be Xie Bao.

The two-headed snake Xie Zhen and the two-tailed scorpion Xie Bao have already defected to Cao Wanchu, not a subordinate of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but also a subordinate of the Cao family, if they don't follow Cao Wanchu to work, there must be a problem to act alone. Yang Zhi smiled, one sheep is a drive, two sheep are also a drive, anyway, it is an official road, if the brothers still want to fight the idea of a civet, Yang Zhi doesn't care about teaching them a lesson. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Dragon Claw Book House" for free for the first time.