The tall purple-robed old man is Helian Rongfan, the leader of the Longhu Gang of the first gang in Great Xia, and this time, as the deputy commander of the Swordsman Mission, he is responsible for presiding over the daily affairs of the Swordsman Mission. Helian Rongfan frowned, it is rumored that Luo Fengyang is dissolute and mean-spirited in the rivers and lakes, but now it seems that it is indeed worthy of his reputation.

As soon as Luo Fengyang's words fell, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with a black head and a black hair on his left face jumped off the horse and landed two feet away in front of Luo Fengyang's donkey. The middle-aged man looked Luo Fengyang up and down, and said proudly: "You are Luo Fengyang?"

Luo Fengyang nodded with a smile, "If you are not Luo Fengyang, then I must be! I shouted that the wild donkey was stupid and thundered, what did you do when you jumped out? Is it that the wild donkey thief's pants are not pulled properly, exposing you?"

The middle-aged man was furious and said sharply: "I am Murong Guanfeng, the Great Protector of the Golden Rainbow Sect of the Great Xia Kingdom! I heard that you are the second in the world when I was in Great Xia, I am not convinced, I want to challenge you, if you lose, you will give up the second position in the world!"

Luo Fengyang smiled and said: "The second in the world is commented by Wan Deyan, the owner of Canghai Tower, with his group of bastards, I don't think I am the second in the world, they say that I am the second in the world, then I am the second in the world?"

Murong Guanfeng was a reckless man, not very proficient in the language of the Great Shang, rolled his eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Luo Fengyang, what do you mean by this?" In the Great Xia Swordsman Mission, there was a thin Taoist priest about forty years old who was holding the dust in his left hand and brushing his beard with his right hand, and said with a smile: "Luo Fengyang said that he is your father, why don't you quickly kneel down and kowtow?"

Murong Guan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and turned around and scolded in Daxia language: "Andao people, I am your father, you kneel down and kowtow to me!" The two of them scolded each other in Daxia language, and Helian Rongfan, the deputy commander on the side, suddenly felt that his face was gloomy, the enemy was at present, and he had not yet started with Luo Fengyang, and his own people started infighting first. Helian Rongfan shouted angrily, "You two are enough, aren't you ashamed?" The two of them closed their mouths.

Tang Jiusheng smiled and bent over, coughed twice, snorted a haha, and asked, "Uncle Luo, why don't you hand over this Murong Guanfeng to me, I'll try the water!" Luo Fengyang looked at Tang Jiusheng, again

He looked at Murong Guanfeng, pondered for a moment, and nodded, "Well, it's almost the same if you beat him, then you should be careful, I heard that there are still three or two masters in the Golden Rainbow Sect!"

Tang Jiusheng agreed, dismounted, twisted his neck with his hand, and said with a smile: "The surname is Murong, I heard that you are very capable, and this son has come to accompany you to make a move!"

Murong Guanfeng shook his head, "Tang Jiusheng, you go back, you are not my opponent, Luo Fengyang is!"

Tang Jiusheng laughed, "There are only two of us here, you start with me first, as long as you can win me, you are qualified to fight with Luo Daxia, if you don't even win with me, how can you be qualified to fight with Luo Daxia?"

Murong Guanfeng snorted, the pinch of black hair on the left side of his face kept shaking, obviously he was extremely angry, "Tang Jiusheng, this is your own death, and you can't complain about others!" Murong Guanfeng roared and bumped into Tang Jiusheng, the distance between the two was only more than a zhang, and in an instant, Tang Jiusheng's eyes suddenly appeared, it turned out that Murong Guanfeng suddenly accelerated, and there were two more short knives in his hand at some point, and a sharp knife aura pointed directly at Tang Jiusheng's face.

Tang Jiusheng was taken aback, he dodged this insidious knife sideways, Murong Guanfeng's wrist that missed the blow flipped over, swept out, and stabbed Tang Jiusheng in the chest, Tang Jiusheng simply leaned back, lay down, and at the moment when his back was about to hit the ground, Tang Jiusheng slapped the ground with one hand, and kicked Murong Guanfeng's crotch with his right foot. He also deliberately shouted in his mouth, "Cut off the feet of the children and grandchildren!"

Murong Guanfeng laughed cruelly, his feet lightly touched the ground, the person had already risen in the air, easily dodged this kick, Murong Guanfeng was about to take advantage of the momentum to pounce, Tang Jiusheng had already pulled out the Seven Feelings Sword like lightning, and an orange sword qi directly took Murong Guanfeng's legs, Murong Guanfeng was not panicked, the short knife in his left hand was thrown at Tang Jiusheng, and the person had already fallen out, who knew that Tang Jiusheng actually freed his left hand to catch his short knife!

Murong Guanfeng was taken aback, his short knife was a secret weapon, if thrown out, it would spin, as long as Tang Jiusheng dodged and attacked him again, this knife would turn back and plunge into Tang Jiusheng's heart. Now that he was picked up so easily by Tang Jiusheng, Murong Guanfeng was really a little flustered. Murong Guanfeng stretched out his hand and shouted, "The surname is Tang, return the knife to me!"

Tang Jiusheng shook his hand casually and said with a smile: "Give it back to you!" Throwing out the short knife and nailing it to the grass three feet away in front of Murong Guanfeng, Tang Jiusheng held the Seven Feelings Sword in both hands, making a posture that he was ready to kill the other party at any time, Murong Guanfeng's scalp was numb, and he could only slow down

Squatting down, his eyes staring at Tang Jiusheng, to touch the short knife, Tang Jiusheng suddenly swung his sword forward, Murong Guanfeng's hand was still two inches away from the handle of the short knife, and the frightened one slipped backwards and slipped out more than two feet away.

Who knew that Tang Jiu pounced before his death just to scare him, Tang Jiusheng laughed and said, "Don't scare you, quickly pick up your knife, and come again!" Murong Guanfeng wiped the cold sweat on his head, and suddenly became less confident, it seemed that this kid surnamed Tang had seen through his heart?

The moment Murong Guanfeng's short knife shot just now, Tang Jiusheng had already sensed that the short knife that flew out had an air traction, so he didn't hesitate to take the short knife down, cutting off the connection between Murong Guanfeng and the short knife. Murong Guanfeng is a martial spirit realm, Tang Jiu watched the battle between Nangong Yubing and Nangong Qifeng a few days before his death, he was injured by Nangong Qifeng, and he was injured in the Nangong family for three days, and after recovering from the injury, he broke through the realm and went straight to the martial spirit realm.

Tang Jiusheng's Martial Spirit Realm is the Heavenly Xuan Jue Martial Spirit Realm, which is comparable to the Martial Spirit Realm of ordinary people, so he will not take Murong Guanfeng in his eyes. Murong Guanfeng believes that the opponent's martial arts realm is comparable to his own, but the opponent is too young, and the actual combat experience must be weaker than his own.

Murong Guanfeng was terrified in his heart, but his face pretended to be indifferent, and he asked with a feigned smile: "Tang Jiusheng, aren't you known as the master of the Minglong Sword?

Tang Jiusheng smiled, "The knife is blunt, and it's not easy to kill pigs, so I changed the sword and used it first!" As he spoke, he beckoned, and the short knife inserted in the ground flew into Tang Jiusheng's hand, Tang Jiusheng raised his hand, and the short knife slowly flew towards Murong Guanfeng, Murong Guanfeng was overjoyed, and reached out to catch the knife, but the knife suddenly accelerated halfway and plunged into Murong Guanfeng's throat.

Murong Guanfeng's surprise was not trivial, and an iron plate bridge bent backwards, trying to avoid the knife. Unexpectedly, the knife suddenly fell again, landing on Murong Guanfeng's chest, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

Murong Guanfeng's face was red, the other party didn't save face for himself, but he saved his life, so young, but with such a clever knife technique, Murong Guanfeng was ashamed of himself. Murong Guanfeng is an upright man, and if he loses, he loses, and he does not deny it. Murong Guanfeng straightened up, put away the two short knives, and hugged his fists and said: "Tang Gongzi has clever methods and a benevolent heart, I will take it!

Tang Jiusheng said with a smile: "The carving insect skill makes Murong Protector smile!"

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