On the Vermilion Bird City, there stood a young man in red with a phoenix and an old man in a big red robe.

These two people are the spear saint Baili Donggui and his disciple Meng Fengxing.

"Master, why don't you let me go out of the city to cultivate alone?" Meng Fengxing, a famous Spear Saint disciple in Vermilion Bird City, asked his master with a puzzled expression.

"Apprentice, the time has not yet come, and the teacher can't let you take the risk alone. Baili Donggui touched his snow-white beard and said solemnly.

"However, master, the disciple heard that the most outstanding apprentice of the Daoist of the Qingjian Pavilion has already left the Qingjian Pavilion, and he has also let him out of the Four Holy Cities. Master, isn't my dignified Spear Saint disciple even comparable to the disciple of the Little Qing Sword Pavilion?" Meng Fengxing said disdainfully.

"He is the most outstanding disciple of Qingjian Pavilion's generation, you may not be able to win him, and the reason why he doesn't let you out of the city now is because of him, he will come to you, and when he arrives, I will allow you to go out of the city and walk with him. The Spear Master said slowly, his eyes revealing a sense of hope.

In the woods, a young man in purple was walking slowly on a horse.

This person is none other than Zhuang Ziheng.

"Oh, where is this Vermilion Bird City? Why haven't you arrived yet? Didn't you say that you would have arrived all the way south? How long has it been? The uncle and the girl won't fool me, will they? Or am I going the other way around?" Zhuangzi muttered to himself, wondering on his horse.

"No, I can't go wrong, it's all the way south, I forgot that I took the map, alas, I won't take the map and go backwards, right?" Zhuangziheng took out a map from his clothes and muttered to himself with a puzzled expression.

"Well, yes, that's right, but why hasn't it arrived yet? Zhuangzi said horizontally, rubbing his head.

After seeing Zhuangzi Heng finish speaking, he put the map back, picked up the wine jug from his waist, and drank the wine on the horse.

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded, and a tree fell with a bang.

"Who is it?" Zhuangzi suddenly gathered his mind and held Butterfly Shadow tightly in his hand.

"The disciple of the Daoist of the Qingjian Pavilion is alone!" Suddenly, a woman dressed in red stood in front of her and said coldly.

With a "bang", the woman took back the pai gow that had just been thrown out of her hand.

"What? You knocked down a tree with a card just now?" Zhuangzi was shocked in his heart, his expression began to become solemn, his eyes also frowned, and he did not dare to relax for a moment.

"Wait, the cards in your hand...... Are you?" Zhuangzi was startled, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Hahahaha, that's right, you're smart enough to recognize me so quickly, I'm one of the Pai Gow killers. I am what you call Wen Zichang!" the woman said heavily, and smiled wickedly.

"Isn't the Pai Gow Killer inseparable all the time, could it be that there are three other ones nearby?" Zhuang Ziheng didn't dare to blink for a moment, and said in a panic.

"No, today is different, because it is enough to kill you and me!

As soon as the words fell, I saw the woman attack ten pai gow in a row at the same time.

Zhuangzi looked sideways at the number of cards that had almost reached half of her hand. It seems that this woman has murderous intent.

"Since you can't go, then if you don't fight, who knows the outcome of the battle!" Zhuangziheng shouted loudly.

I saw that the butterfly shadow in Zhuangzi's horizontal hand immediately came out of the sheath, and a purple sword qi ran out, and several phantom disks also came out of the sword qi.

"Butterfly Shadow, yes, it's a good sword, your sword is very beautiful, you are worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of the Daoist of the Qing Sword Pavilion, it's already very good to be able to reach this realm!

"Get out!" the woman said coldly.

Immediately afterwards, another eight cards flew out in a row.

"Butterfly Shadow Duel!"

I saw Zhuang Ziheng make another move, but under the fierce attack of the woman in red, Zhuang Ziheng still couldn't resist.

"No, if it goes on like this, I will fall, and it is impossible to escape for my life now, I have to deal with him quickly!" Zhuangzi lowered his head, his heart was very calm.

"I didn't expect to meet such a master when I first entered the rivers and lakes, it is my honor to Zhuang Ziheng, and it is also your honor to meet me!" Zhuang Ziheng said loudly to the woman.

"It's going to be a dead person, and the mouth is quite hard!" the woman stared at Zhuang Ziheng coldly.

I saw that the woman's attack with cards became more and more violent.

"Love Butterfly Sword Technique!" Zhuang Ziheng used the strongest move that his master taught him, and it was also one of the mastery of the Qing Sword Pavilion.

"Love Butterfly Sword Technique! That old man still taught you this trick, it's incredible!" Wen Zichang said coldly, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and temporarily retreated from the attack, constantly dodging Zhuang Ziheng's attack, and did not dare to relax for a moment.

Love butterfly swordsmanship, the swordsmanship is extremely fast, and the damage is huge, as if thousands of butterflies are pouring out. If Wen Zichang accidentally gets hit by a sword, I'm afraid he will fall to the ground. Therefore, Wen Zichang has been avoiding Zhuang Ziheng's attack and trying to take his life.

One after another, the purple sword qi slashed out, and one by one the phantom saucers flew, and the butterfly sword technique gave Zhuang Ziheng the upper hand for the time being.

"He still has fourteen cards to play, and the more cards go down, the more terrible the damage, I'm afraid I'm not the opponent of this man, first find a way to escape. Zhuang Ziheng suddenly remembered what the master said, and his mind turned.

A few swords were slashed, and the surrounding trees collapsed, and Zhuang Ziheng suddenly took the opportunity to escape.

"If you want to escape, it's impossible!" Fumiko shouted loudly, and chased after him as if he were flying.

"It seems that if you don't use all your strength, you may not be able to keep you, the disciples of the Qingjian Pavilion are a little capable! However, you are right! This is also your honor!"

"Out!" Wen Zichang took out the last fourteen hole cards.

At this time, Wen Zichang had already used his final killing move.

The last fourteen hole cards and the first eighteen cards are very different in power, these fourteen cards damage is huge, if Zhuang Ziheng hits one of the cards of the attack, I am afraid that it will be slaughtered by Wen Zichang at will.

"Oh no!" Zhuangzi was shocked.

At this time, Zhuang Ziheng's last killer move, the Love Butterfly Sword Technique, had just been used in the first eighteen pai gow of the battle, and with his internal strength, he was no longer able to play a complete set of Love Butterfly Sword Technique.

And that meant he was going to die.

I saw that Zhuang Ziheng's sweat had penetrated his clothes, and the sweat on his face was also non-stop, he was panting while resisting Wen Zichang's fatal attack, and he was almost out of strength to resist.

"Don't have the strength?hahahaha! Look at me to solve you with one move, out!" Wen Zichang smiled coldly.

At this time, Zhuang Ziheng was no longer able to resist Wen Zichang's attack because he was already scarred.

At this point, he closed his eyes.

"Break!" Suddenly, a voice came from nowhere.

I saw a few cold breaths looming, and I beat Wen Zichang's pai gow back stiffly.

"Who's it, nosy!" Fumiko roared angrily.

At this time, Zhuang Ziheng also opened his eyes.

In front of him, a young man in a light green robe stood in front of him. The man had a flute hanging from his waist, the flute was dark green, and a lifelike dragon was carved on it, his face was very cold, and his eyes were staring coldly at Wenzichang.

"Who are you? I advise you not to interfere!" Wen Zichang shouted angrily.

"What's wrong with meddling?" I saw that the young man looked lazy, he didn't care, he didn't pay attention to Wen Zichang in front of him at all, the expression on his face didn't change at all, and it faintly made people feel a sense of murder.

"Okay! Look for death! Let's kill them all!" Fumiko roared angrily, throwing all the cards out of his hand.

"Throw all your weapons, and you're no more than that. I saw the young man say coldly.

At that moment, the young man took his flute from his waist and blew it.

Suddenly, a burst of beautiful flute sounds blown by the young man turned into sound waves, and I saw that the sound waves were so powerful that they directly shattered the loose soil on the ground, and at the same time knocked Wenzichang to the ground.

"You!you!How can you break this martial art!Who are you!" Wen Zichang roared incredulously and angrily.

"It doesn't matter who I am. You go, I don't want to kill you. The young man put away the flute in his hand and said coldly.

"Okay, don't kill me, next time I come back, I'll kill you!" Fumiko roared angrily.

Then, the woman named Fumiko Chang fled.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're just letting him go?" Zhuang Ziheng got up from the ground and looked at the young man suspiciously.

"Let him go, I have no intention of killing, let alone the intention of killing. Still, you don't look badly hurt. I saw that the young man looked at Zhuang Ziheng's wound and spoke a little softer.

At this time, the young man used his internal strength to help Zhuangzi Heng heal his wounds.

"What's your name?" Zhuang Ziheng asked suddenly.

"My name is Wen Dao. Presumably you are Zhuang Ziheng, a disciple of Qingjian Pavilion. Wen Dao looked at Zhuangzi Heng and asked coldly.

"How do you know my name?" Zhuangzi asked in surprise as he looked at him.

"My master sent me here and said that I should go to find the disciple of Qingjian Pavilion, I heard that it is called Zhuangziheng, and I don't know what it is for, anyway, I just came to the right place...... I just asked casually, but I didn't expect it to be right...... But you see, just now, if I come slowly, your little life may be gone, alas!" Wen Dao sighed, but the expression on his face still did not change a little, and he looked so cold.

"Oh, that's...... That...... Wen Dao, do you know how to get to Vermilion Bird City?" Zhuang Ziheng touched his head and grinned.

"Vermilion Bird City can be reached by walking all the way forward, what are you going to do in Vermilion Bird City?" Wen Dao looked at Zhuang Ziheng with a puzzled expression.

"I'm going to Vermilion Bird City to find a disciple of the Spear Saint, I heard that it's called Meng Fengxing. I heard from an uncle who sells pork, he said that the Gun Saint disciple and I are fellow travelers, let's go to the rivers and lakes together!" Zhuangzi pulled his hair, "Uh...... But we don't know each other yet. ”

"I don't know...... Isn't this nonsense?"

"Let's go, let's go to Vermilion Bird City, then add you to Wen Dao, and the three of us will go to the rivers and lakes together! Let's go, go to Vermilion Bird City!" Zhuangzi smiled all over his face and jumped happily.

"Alas, blah blah...... It seems to be the other way around, so I'm sorry. Zhuangzi rubbed his head and grinned.

"You kid, you can go backwards with a map, take it. Wen Dao said, holding his forehead.

"Alas, accident, accident, let's go, go to Vermilion Bird City!" Zhuangzi scratched his head and shouted with a grin.