Stretching out his right hand and hooking two fingers, this is an extremely insulting action, Tang Jiusheng just wants to use this to provoke the Tangtai Jianxiong and make him impetuous, and the Tangtai Jianxiong really succeeded in being provoked, and the anger of the Tangtai Jianxiong has not accumulated for a day or two, and Tang Jiusheng doesn't know.

A few days ago in the Zhujia Courtyard in Dangyang County, Tang Jiusheng put them all together, and Tai Jianxiong was pressed by Yin Chun, and he had no chance to make a move on Tang Jiusheng, making him swagger and slip away under his nose, at that time he already hated Tang Jiusheng to the core. If he could make a move that night, he would definitely dismantle this kid surnamed Tang into eight pieces, and then break his bones and ashes to relieve the hatred in his heart.

The Zhantai Jianxiong, who was bound to report on him, had been sending people to monitor and follow Tang Jiusheng, and told Shui Ruyue that Tang Jiusheng and Ximen Yushuang lived in the same room as husband and wife, just to make conflicts break out between the young couple. But he didn't expect Shui Ruyue to accept Ximen Yushuang without any guilt, making his revenge plan fail in the first step, which made him even more resentful.

Tangtai Jianxiong and Tang Jiusheng are also famous at a young age, and they are also martial arts geniuses, but the martial arts path he and Tang Jiusheng took was different, Tang Jiusheng took the road of heaven, while Tangtai Jianxiong took the road of domineering.

The burly and fleshy man in a brocade robe turned over and dismounted, the hideousness on his face had disappeared, there was no joy and anger, and there was no longer even a trace of expression, but his subordinates who were familiar with him knew that he was really angry, and the expressionless Tantai Jianxiong was the most terrifying Tantai Jianxiong.

Tang Jiusheng smelled a hint of danger from the furious Tantai Jianxiong, the strong enemy he faced today was probably different from any previous opponent, the Qiankun Hall that moved the rivers and lakes was not in vain, especially the hall master of the Qiankun Hall, who had already entered the second-grade realm before the age of thirty, and successfully established a sect.

But Tang Jiusheng didn't panic, he had calm every time he faced a major event, this was the comment that the master gave him. The big battle was imminent, but Tang Jiusheng was quieter than usual, there was nothing in his eyes, and he could even be described as "empty-eyed", except for the Lantai Jianxiong, of course.

On the official road, more than 70 people on both sides of the enemy and us were instantly quiet. Just now, Tang Jiusheng beat Zhao Laosan with one palm, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and a fool could see that this kid's skills were not simple. Everyone was staring at the two of them nervously, and Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang's hearts were even more raised, after all, Tantai Jianxiong was not an ordinary martial artist.

In the distance, there was a chaotic sound of horses' hooves, and a caravan ran along the official road behind the sword hero, and the dust and sand were raised, which was quite spectacular. The caravan soon reached the back of the team of the Kantai Jianxiong, but was blocked by a dozen of their horses.

The leader of the caravan was a sturdy man, carrying a meteor hammer on his back, and politely shouted to the dozen or so Qiankun Tang people who were blocking the road in front of him to get out of the way, but he was decisively refused. A black-clothed gang member of Qiankun Hall had a contemptuous expression on his face, and asked them to go around on both sides of the road, which was lined with rocks and weeds, and the caravan could not go around it at all.

The sturdy man with the meteor hammer on his back was very annoyed, thinking that there was nothing wrong with saluting first and then soldiering, and besides, his martial arts were good, so he scolded these black-clothed men who were arrogant and blocking the way, "Good dogs don't get in the way", and his voice just fell but suddenly changed.

More than ten zhang away, the sword man of Tangtai was just about to make a move on Tang Jiusheng, but he heard the man at the head of the caravan scolding them behind his back, "Good dogs don't get in the way." The sword hero of the Lantai was furious, turned around, rose from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he had already swept out of the ten zhang, swept over the heads of the Qiankun Hall gang, and came to the top of the man with the meteor hammer on his back. Before the second sentence of the man could scold, he suddenly saw a person flying in the air, and he was immediately shocked.

The figure of the sword male swept towards the sturdy man, and when he reached down with both hands, he had already grasped the man in his hands. After all, this man is also good at martial arts, and he was not very flustered when he was suddenly attacked, and he stretched out his hand to strangle the throat of the Tai Jianxiong. Yutai Jianxiong grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands and pulled them hard, tearing the man in half like tearing paper, and casually threw the two halves of the bloody corpse on the road.

The figure of the sword hero landed steadily, laughed wildly, covered in blood, and was as terrifying as a ghost. The people of the caravan were immediately frightened by the plague god in front of them, and immediately let out a shout, turned their horses' heads, and fled for their lives.

Only then did the Yantai Jianxiong turn around, and the gang of the Qiankun Hall knew each other very well, and quickly flashed to both sides of the road, making way for the hall master. Everyone in the dart game suddenly saw the ruthless methods of the sword hero, and their faces were already frightened, and they were convinced that if this demon attacked him, he was afraid that he would not even have a chance to resist.

Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang were also shocked, Shui Ruyue's palms were full of sweat, and she hurriedly pulled out the two-foot-long sword behind her back and held it in her hand, so she was afraid that the little brother would not be able to defeat this tearing demon, she was ready to deal with this wicked person with the little brother, even if she died, she would die with the little brother.

Ximen Yushuang thought in his heart, if Xiao Tang can't beat the Jianxiong of Tangtai, I'm afraid that it will be too late for everyone to run away together, with his own martial arts, the sword to help is also a second end, alas, martyrdom is martyrdom, I knew that I would hurry up and hold the wedding, at least I would have a reputation if I died.

More than a dozen zhang away, the sword male began to run in the direction of Tang Jiusheng, the qi on his body overflowing, the murderous aura was soaring, and he brought up smoke and dust all the way, which was unstoppable.

Tang Jiusheng saw Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang's nervousness, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, he can't win against me." Shui Ruyue and Ximen Yushuang breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, although this person was flamboyant, he generally didn't say big things.

Tang Jiusheng also began to run, but the qi machine was restrained, the two people were like two running bisons, they suddenly met in the middle of the official road, and their shoulders collided fiercely, with a loud bang, with the two of them as the center of the circle, the shock wave formed by the collision of the qi machine spread to all sides, and the people whose strength was below the third grade, all the people who were shocked turned over on their backs.

At the moment when the two collided, Shui Ruyue held Ximen Yushuang's soft wattle, and a soft qi machine came out of the body to cover the two, gently canceling out the shock wave. On the side of the dart team, except for the two of them, all of them were shocked back a few steps or a dozen steps. On the opposite side of the Qiankun Hall Gang, only two elders were still standing in place.

The two people who collided hard together each took five steps back, Tang Jiusheng's face was not shocked, but the deep down of his heart was extremely shocked. Yutai Jianxiong is good at internal strength, and this kid who is only fifteen years old took the hit he tried his best to hit him unscathed?

Tang Jiusheng patted his clothes, and said with a lewd face: "The master of the Tangtai Hall is good at martial arts, he has so much strength, my shoulder is just a little itchy, let the master of the Tangtai Hall massage this time, it is comfortable, it is really itching and relieving, and it is refreshing." The work of the master of the Tangtai Hall is really good, compared to the Chunxiang girl of Cuixiang Building, it is not bad, this son is really happy, and I will reward you with ten taels of silver when it is over in a while. ”

Yutai Jianxiong instantly became angry, he thought that with the power of this collision, it would be enough to break the tendons of this kid surnamed Tang, but now he was molested in public, he felt that his face had been swollen by Tang Jiusheng. He is a dignified Qiankun hall master, who has rarely met opponents in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, but he didn't clean up this fledgling doll?

Zhantai Jianxiong was already impetuous, and he was insulted again compared to a girl in a brothel, he was really angry, his face was expressionless, he stretched out his right hand, and the Yueming Treasure Knife, one of the seven famous swords, had already jumped out of the scabbard on its own and held it in his hand. At the same time, Tang Jiusheng also pulled out the Minglong Sword, taking advantage of his mouth but not daring to be careless, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, carefully staring at every subtle movement of his opponent.

The majestic strength of the sword skyrocketed, the person had already jumped up, the treasure knife was split in the air, the blade was shining, and the wind was whistling, like a dragon out of the water, the momentum was amazing, and it took Tang Jiusheng directly.

Tang Jiusheng also shouted angrily, leaned upward, waved the Roaring Dragon Knife and slashed out, the cyan sword skyrocketed to three feet away, and received the full force of the first true master he had encountered in his life.

The sound of the two knives hitting almost broke the eardrums of everyone watching the battle, and everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the two of them slashed each other wildly in the air, the knives danced wildly, and then passed by.

The rocks on both sides of the road were split by the incomparable sword qi of the two people, the scribe clothes worn by Tang Jiusheng were scraped open by the sword qi, and the brocade robe of the Tai Jianxiong was also tattered.

The two of them landed and turned around at the same time, Tang Jiusheng looked at the tattered clothes of the Tangtai Jianxiong, and smiled evilly, "The master of the Tangtai Hall has good swordsmanship! Do you see that I want to give you a reward of ten taels of silver, and I don't plan to ask for this clothes, so I am ready to take off my clothes and fight with this son for three hundred rounds? Hehehe, as long as you serve this son well, I will add ten taels of silver to you." ”

The sword roared majestically, and the two of them jumped up at the same time and pounced on the opponent again.

The hairband on the head of the sword male was scraped off by the sword qi, and his hair fluttered in the air in the fierce sword qi, his face was hideous, and the sword intent was cold, like a heavenly demon.

Tang Jiusheng let out a long roar and stepped into the air, this time he took the first shot, the sword light filled the sky, faintly condensed into a cyan tiger head the size of a wheel, and swallowed towards the sword of the Tai Tai.

Shui Ruyue rode on a horse, staring at the little senior brother with a pair of beautiful eyes, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in her hand, ready to rescue at any time, for fear that the little senior brother would suffer. When she saw that the sword light that Tang Jiusheng had slashed out had faintly condensed into a tiger's head, she finally let out a sigh of relief and muttered, "Little Senior Brother can actually achieve the condensation of sword qi? I'm afraid that I have almost touched the threshold of the first-grade realm, right?"

After seeing the cyan tiger head condensed by the sword light, he gasped, he thought that he could do this step when he tried his best, but didn't this mean that he didn't have much chance of winning against this kid?

Yutai Jianxiong didn't think much about it anymore, closed his eyes, strengthened his qi, and spit out red mangs with his sword, and the sword light danced in the air, quickly condensing into a red bear, and slammed into the cyan tiger's head.

The onlookers watched as the green tiger formed by the sword light swallowed the red bear, and they all died together, and the sword light split by both sides slowly dissipated in the air. The two passed each other again and landed on the ground.

Tang Jiusheng shouted exaggerated again, "Wow, the master of the Tangtai Hall is good at kung fu, I am afraid that my son will be hungry after the battle, so I sent another bear to me to eat, and a reward of ten taels of silver." ”

The face of the sword man was full of flesh and trembled, and a deep sadness appeared on his face, the sorrow of a martial artist for the latecomer. The hand holding the knife was trembling, he didn't want to believe that he had practiced the knife for more than 30 years, and he couldn't even get a child who practiced the knife for ten years.

Tantai Jianxiong is not a good woman, he devotes himself to martial arts, the knife is his lover, martial arts is everything to him, he has taken a difficult road of domineering in martial arts, he has always been confident, he can sooner or later enter the top ten of the list of masters in the rivers and lakes. He worked hard to press the realm to the peak of the second grade, and was about to break through the realm of the first grade martial arts, but he was only one line of realm. He wanted to temper himself, and temper himself to the point that when he stepped from the peak of the second grade to the realm of the first grade, he would not enter Wucheng, but go straight to the martial spirit or even Wuxuan.

Tang Jiusheng silently looked at the opponent's trembling hands, how could he not have been pressing the realm at the threshold of the Wucheng Realm? When both sides slashed and could condense the sword qi, he had already determined this, at this moment, his state of mind was not easier than that of the Zhantai Jianxiong, he already understood that the other party was also forcibly pressing the realm, and he was a master who squatted at the threshold of the Wucheng Realm and did not take that step.

Yutai Jianxiong swung his sword again, this time he chose to rush straight on the ground, without any fancy movements, the Yueming Treasure Knife slashed head, and the knife was awe-inspiring.

Tang Jiusheng simply shifted one step to avoid this knife, and at the same time swung the knife and slashed at the opponent's waist, the sword light flickering on the blade. The sword man avoided the knife backwards, pointed his toes on the ground, pounced forward again and drew an arc, and raised his knife to slash down.

Tang Jiusheng was just about to wave his knife to greet him, when he suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and his whole body's qi was stagnant, unable to move as if he was stuck to the ground. With a single sword, the sword hero had already sensed this change in Tang Jiusheng in an instant, disdainful of taking advantage of the danger of others, decisively put away the knife, turned his head angrily, and looked behind him.

Behind the Jianxiong, two people who came from afar had already stood still, one was wearing a cyan robe, about fifty years old, with a face like a crown of jade, his hair was tied, he was on crutches in his right hand, and he was holding a book in his left hand. The other man was forty years old, dressed as a white scribe, carrying an ancient sword, and in a relaxed manner. It was the old devil Wan Deyan and the White Moon Pavilion, who was once the fourth in the world.

When Tantai Jianxiong saw the two, he was instantly furious, "I can clean up this kid myself, do you want you to interfere?!" In fact, Tantai Jianxiong knew in his heart that he had tried his best but still failed to win this kid, and he couldn't win if he continued to fight, and he was embarrassed today!

Wan Deyan shook his head and said with a smile: "You are tired, take someone to retreat, don't rob this dart, there is no point, I came this time to chat with Tang Xiaozi." ”

The sword stomped his foot hatefully, the sword was still sheathed, without saying a word, he turned around and got on the horse and took the people of Qiankun Hall to turn the horse's head, and left at a gallop, and the dust raised by the horse's hooves did not disperse for a long time.

Wan Deyan looked at Tang Jiusheng and nodded with satisfaction, "The son of Old Tang Tou is indeed a young hero, and the old man has a few words to talk to you." ”