Almost at the same time as the whistle sounded, Han Tu's black qi surged, and with a slight jump, he jumped more than four meters high and stood on top of the eaves.

The room was originally located on the mountain road between the sect and the back mountain, the terrain was high, and coupled with the eyes of the black qi amplification, Han Tu could easily see the true face of the enemy attack.

The other party is also direct, thousands of people flocked to it, but there is only one way to enter the fireworks gate, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and if the other party rushes like this, it is likely to suffer heavy losses.

I thought that Renjian Gate would come up with some strange tricks, but now it seems that it won't be Quntie Hanhan......

Buzzing......

Outside the fireworks door, there were suddenly a few horn sounds, buzzing, and a few people in front of them suddenly squatted down, and a platform rose up on their backs, enough for one person to stand on it.

The people behind were also not polite, stepping on the back platform of the previous person, doing the same thing, and after a while, they set up a human ladder.

I'll just say, Renjian Gate is also a big faction, how can there be no countermeasures? It's just that I didn't expect that the other party also has a capable person who knows how to organize.

Han Tu is about to leave this place from the back mountain, and the steep cliffs that ordinary people can't climb are like walking on the ground for Han Tu.

Just when he was about to leave, when he turned around, he suddenly saw Ning Zhangmen standing in the center of the square, with an indifferent face, followed by Ning Xinying.

At this time, Ning Xinying still had tears on her face, clutching Ning Zhangmen's sleeve, no matter how the latter swayed, she didn't let go, and she was still muttering something in her mouth.

Han Tu understood what she was talking about by looking at her lips, which probably meant that I didn't want to leave by myself.

That weak side touched the tenderness in Han Tu's heart, he sighed, jumped down from the mountainside, and planned to take a look, when he was defeated in the end, he could help if he could, but if he couldn't, he would save Ning Xinying.

Han Tu, who had calmed down, returned to the eaves and quietly watched the situation change.

I didn't pay attention to it before, there was still a woman standing next to Ning Xinying, and her face was still a little similar to Ning Xinying, thinking that it was the eldest lady who saw the head and the tail of the dragon.

The person who even Ning Wutian praised should be very strong, right?

The main gate couldn't be defended, and the disciples who were originally guarding the gate also retreated, and after the other party rushed up, the disciples of the Renma Gate and the Fireworks Gate looked at each other, as if they were going to do it at any time.

But such a large-scale scuffle, once it starts, it can be said that it is really endless.

Master Ning patted Ning Xinying's hand and smiled at her, then broke her hand away and pulled his sleeve back.

He stepped forward, sighed, and said, "Eh, Brother Ren, why bother, I have retreated everywhere, just because in the troubled times, I don't want to increase casualties, why do you have to force each other." ”

"Fuck your mother's ass, Ning Lan, after so many years, why didn't I find out that you were such a villain? ”

Han Tu was stunned for a moment on the eaves, and then he realized that the name of Ning Jianlin in his mind was just the name he had made up in his brain in the illusion before, not the real name of Ning Zhangmen.

Although what the other party said was categorical, Ning Zhangmen still heard the sound of the strings, as long as he could take a step back, he could solve this dispute, but other places also have their own sect divisions, the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, if you really go to other places, this fireworks gate will be scattered......

Hehe, even so, it's better than a broken family, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Ning Lan's mood was much better, at least not too many people would die, at least he and his disciples had a way out.

Having said that, he still couldn't lose in terms of momentum, Ning Lan said: "Get out?" hehe, I think it's you who need to get out, right?"

The head of the Renjian Sect was about to have a seizure, but he heard Ning Lan continue: "It's better to send a few people to fight a duel on both sides of you and me, and if you lose, you will leave on your own, so that there won't be too many unnecessary casualties, how about it?"

Before the head of the Renjian Sect could speak, he heard a certain disciple of the Renjian Sect shouting, and his voice was quite soft: "Master, you can't promise him, how many of our disciples have been killed by the Fireworks Gate!

Immediately afterwards, the voices of echoing came and went. The head of the Rima Gate looked back, but could not find the person who spoke first.

At the same time, someone on the other side of the fireworks gate suddenly shouted: "Renjian Gate, you have also harmed many of us, how should this account be calculated?

Sure enough, echoing voices also sounded one after another on the side of the fireworks gate, and Ning Lan looked back, but she couldn't find the person who spoke first.

When Ning Lan turned his head, he happened to meet the head of the Renjian Gate, who looked puzzled, then frowned and nodded at Ning Lan.

Ning Lan understood what he meant, only to see him turn his head sideways and say a few words, and a person dressed in ordinary disciple clothes behind him quietly withdrew from the crowd without alarming anyone.

The head of the Renjian Gate said: "Then as you said, you and I will each send three people, two wins in three games, no matter whether they live or die, they will consciously get out if they lose." The first two will choose one from each of the young disciples and the elders, and the final battle will be fought by the head of the sect, how about it?"

Master Ning nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Then he turned around, trying to find Han Tu's figure from the crowd.

Hua and Ye asked, "Master Ning, who do you want to send to fight?"

Ning Zhangmen said: "I want Han Tu to try, a few years ago in the initial competition of the Fireworks Gate, because he was all disciples of his own sect, he was constrained, and he has not participated in the competition in the past few years." But after all, he is the person chosen by the Great Elder, he is extremely talented, and the various resources of the sect are also open to him, this duel will definitely show his edge. ”

After Hua and Ye waited for the head of Ning to finish speaking, they replied respectfully: "I obviously saw him come back yesterday, but I couldn't find him at this time. ”

Master Ning sighed: "Eh, Han Tu's kid is quite grudgeful. ”

After speaking, he also glanced at Ning Xinying, only to see the latter's face guilty, and his nervous hands didn't know how to place.

He said gently, "What, you know it's wrong?"

Ning Xinying replied: "Daddy, aren't I young and ignorant, I won't do that again, I'll see him later, I'm willing to apologize to him." ”

Ning Lan shook her head and said, "Maybe I don't have a chance, Ying'er, really, I hope you can understand through this matter." In this world, you can play with everything, but you must not play with feelings, that is the basis of communication between people, do you understand?"

"People really know it's wrong......"

Ning Lan no longer paid attention to Ning Xinying, but said to Ning Wutian: "The internal injuries are not alright?"

"It's almost wrong, you can fight in the fog. ”

After Ning Lan heard him say this, she shook her head and said, "Forget it, let Xinyan go on it." ”

Ning Lan knew that Ning Wutian was very arrogant, if it wasn't really that he hadn't recovered and felt unwell, he would definitely not have said such vague words.

After Ning Xinyan was named, she walked out without saying a word.

At the same time, a white-faced scholar was also sent on the opposite side.

He was dressed in white, different from other ordinary disciples, with black ink flowers on the placket, and his long hair reached his waist, and he looked like a personable person.

When he saw that it was a woman sent from the fireworks gate, he smiled bitterly.

At this time, Ning Xinyan stopped two or three feet away from the other party, and said coldly: "Fireworks door, Ning Xinyan." ”

The white-clothed young man on the opposite side arched his hand and said, "Ruthless in the next office, before you start, can you listen to me say a few words." ”

Ning Xinyan's sword was unsheathed, ready to attack at any time, and after hearing Ren Wuru say this, she stopped in place and said coldly: "What is there to say." ”

"I never hit a woman, how about this, if I can tap a brush on your forehead and leave a little ink, how about I win?"

Hmph, Ning Xinyan sneered: "Childish or not, this is a battle of life and death, how can it be child's play." The ruthless judge who is rumored in the rivers and lakes is talking about you, right? Ruthless and unrighteous people, now they are saying what words are pitying and cherishing jade, are they trying to disgust me to death with words?"

Let's not talk about the scholar's reaction, Han Tu alone was dumbfounded, this Ning Xinyan is not an ordinary tough, she is worthy of Ning Xinying's sister.

Ren ruthlessly gave up the intention of continuing to communicate, and took out a brush from his sleeve and glued it with black ink.

When he had done this, he said, "Girl, do it......"

Before she finished speaking, Ning Xinyan had already rushed out, and every step she took would shorten the distance between the two by more than one meter, and she had already come to the other party in just a few steps.

Although there are many stories about the ruthless judge circulating in the rivers and lakes, most of them are about one-hit killing, and there is not much introduction, but what is certain is that his weapon is a brush, or a short blade with thorns in the shape of a brush.

As a result, Ning Xinyan's understanding of him was almost zero, and she didn't dare to make a rash move, so she had to test the blow in a state where she could retreat at any time.

The sword was fierce, but Ren Ruthless didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but at the moment when the sword was about to pierce his body, the blade slashed past him, and even his clothes could not be cut.

It's not good! Greedy, Ning Xinyan, who originally had a way back, found that Ren Wuru didn't mean to dodge, thinking that she would stab, so she increased her strength, but who knows, Ren Wuru lured the enemy deep with a false flick, which made her unable to advance and retreat freely.

Borrowing his strength, while turning sideways, Ren ruthlessly borrowed his own inertia, the brush in his right hand had already stretched out, and the brush was quickly enlarged in Ning Xinyan's eyes, and it was about to touch her forehead in an instant.

At the moment of crisis, Ning Xinyan finally came back to her senses, bent her body backwards, supported the ground with one hand, and then violently forced, she rose into the air and kicked Ren ruthlessly a few times.

Because he was still in the air and couldn't borrow his strength, these feet were easily blocked by Ren Wuru with his arms, and it didn't hurt or itch. At the moment when Ning Xinyan's attack ended, Ren Ruthless's hand reached over, intending to grab Ning Xinyan's ankle.

But how could the latter be so easy as he wanted?

Ning Xinyan touched the ground with her hands, retracted her feet, and then used her hand to do a few backflips in a row, widening the distance between her and the other party, and almost at the moment when she stood firm, she pulled out another blade behind her back, and rushed towards Ren ruthlessly again.