"Swordsmanship?" Shen Fengming looked at his empty right hand - that hand immediately calmly compared, although there was no sword in his hand, the sword wind came suddenly, this feeling was all too familiar.

If it is said that the previous rigid fist path and the fierce holy hand may not be regarded as the essence, then this sword intent must really not be obtained by stealing - although Shen Fengming is not an expert in swords, he can borrow Xiajiazhuang to feed Xia Chen from time to time, how can he not know that behind the sword move, it actually contains an irreplaceable trick.

"You!" Xia Chen stood up, "you...... It's the Xia family's swordsmanship?"

Thirty recruits. He didn't have a sword in his hand, so it was impossible for him to really use this sword technique to fight against Shen Fengming, so he only said: "I said, in this alliance, there are treasures of the Jiangnan family, and it is not a lie - what is the strange thing about the Xia family sword, but it is just one of them." ”

"How can you-" Xia Chen couldn't hold it back, Wan Xiyang was only afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he forced him to press his wrist and looked at thirty angrily: "The alliance leader's words are not to deceive a few juniors who don't know the origin of the year - Wan Mou was with the old owner back then, and the old owner valued the Jiangxia Alliance, and took the lead to hide the peerless school in the alliance, and Jiangnan Qunhao was willing to follow suit, but it was only for the purpose of the same hatred and hatred in the alliance, and it was definitely not for people to steal the learning and show off everywhere. The alliance leader's actions are only afraid that he has violated the taboo of martial arts!"

"Yes. Thirty is an understatement, "Whether it is a mastery or a treasure, if you don't take it out and use it, it's just buried, and you can't talk about the same hatred." What I don't like the most about the Jiangxia Alliance is this—the Eastern Water Alliance is different—it is precisely for the sake of the same hatred that I am willing to take out these secret treasures and share them with my allies. ”

"If Xiajiazhuang feels that it is inappropriate, the Dongshui Alliance will never force it, just go back. Dai Twenty-Five interjected.

"Xia Jiazhuang thinks it's inappropriate, but why are you—why did you tell me to go back?" Xia Chen retorted.

Everyone's eyes turned to him - the expression on Xia Chen's face made it impossible to tell whether he suddenly became calm and rational, or if he was just a teenager and straightforward. He didn't deal too much with Dai Twenty-five, and only looked at thirty: "The creation of the Jiangxia Alliance, my grandfather and your ancestor are both one of them, whether it is appropriate or not, should you not have the final say?"

Thirty sneered: "The Jiangxia League is the Jiangxia League, and now it is the Dongshui Alliance, could it be that the young owner still wants to talk about the old past?"

"That being the case, then please don't take the old things of the Jiangxia Alliance as your own. Xia Chen said, "At least, you should also share half of me." ”

Thirty voices did not move: "With you—if your grandfather comes, I still see how much face he has, but the young owner—with all due respect—Xiajiazhuang doesn't seem to have contributed much to our covenant, and I want to divide half of it." ”

That's exactly what I mean. Xia Chen shook the sword angrily, "Don't you know the Xia family sword?" Take the sword, I'll see if you have the ability!"

Shen Fengming frowned slightly. He and Thirty made a move, although he only took a few moves, Xia Chen should also be able to see that this opponent is by no means idle, how can he be compared to a fledgling boy - in the end, he is still angry and wants to fight for this breath. Although Fang Cai himself said that he wanted to take over for Xia Chen, but at this time, Xia Chen said that he would challenge the "alliance leader", and if he was determined to stop it, it would obviously break the face of Xia Chen and Xia Jiazhuang. Thirty has smiled: "What the old owner of Xia left in the alliance is the sword of the Xia family, since I am the descendant of the Qu family, I should use my master's inheritance to fight against the young owner, it is fair, and the young owner said yes?"

"Your lineage. Xia Chen frowned.

Thirty lazily raised their hands, and everyone looked up - everywhere in this flower building, the flag of the Dongshui Alliance greeted it, and the gun tip logo was extremely eye-catching. Almost at the same time, Liang Twelve had already taken a spear from the flower building.

The body of the gun is quite damaged, but the tip of the gun is shiny, I think it is wiped from time to time, and those who know how to see that this is an armor-piercing gun - not for practice, not for tricks, just to kill the enemy. Even the blood to avoid the gun is almost black, I don't know how much enemy blood has been sucked - the former "gun" of the Jiangxia League has a name called "crossing the river", which was really for the purpose of killing gold people, these two words seem to be incomprehensible, but those who know the shame of crossing the south must understand the whimper and expectation of the former Jiangbei hero.

Thirty people were tall, and when they stood this gun on their side, they disappeared from all the lightness that Shen Fengming had in his impression that belonged to the night, and became calm and mighty, as if this was really his gun. Shen Fengming hesitated slightly. "Eating the Moon" is different from Black Bamboo, it does not exist only for assassination, and its training is far more rigorous and difficult than Black Bamboo, and eighteen kinds of weapons must be involved, and it is not good that Thirty can really use this gun to confuse the real - Xia Chen is as straight as a weak lamb in front of him.

"I said, Master Qu Meng," he still opened his mouth, "We also pay attention to first-come, first-come, first-come, we haven't won or lost yet, but you have taken on other challenges, don't you take me in your eyes?"

Thirty said: "'Fengming' who dares not to put it in his eyes, but after all, this is the 'Jiangnan' martial arts meeting, Xia Shaozhuang mainly does it, and I have to put the competition with you back." ”

"Don't forget-" Shen Fengming raised his hand and was about to say something, but Xia Chen gently pulled him, "Brother Shen, I'll deal with him." ”

"You ......" Shen Fengming was speechless for a while, not knowing whether Xia Chen was bold or naïve. The young man didn't know that he was challenging the person who had unknowingly taken the jade pendant from him the day before yesterday and left a letter in his lapel. But his eyes looked at him like this, and Shen Fengming suddenly felt that he was somewhat similar to Xia Yan - the Xia Yan who had also defeated Mas unbelievably.

He smiled suddenly, "Even if it's him, it's up to me to kill Maas." ”

Of course, Xia Chen didn't understand this, but Shen Fengming didn't plan to give him a chance, and he stepped forward to thirty, and the cold blade flashed like a double star: "Why do you think Xiajiazhuang wants to challenge you-Xia Jiazhuang is not half interested in you, the East Water Alliance, but I just think that you, the leader of the alliance, are not authentic enough, and I can't stand the fact that no one is killing the alliance in your eyes." ”

As he spoke, the other person had been bullied for nearly thirty years, and the pair of daggers loomed out of his sleeves and pointed at the opponent's chest in unison. "But I can't stand him being so naïve—I'm better suited to someone like you. ”

Thirty "crossing the river" mentioned, both hands clasped in front of Shen Fengming, and stopped his ruthlessness with a wide open and closed attitude. Of course, the power of the spear is very great, Shen Fengming did not dare to fight each other with flesh and blood, his right hand was lowered, and it seemed to be a light and agile movement but it was really heavy, "thoroughly" pressed down the gun body a little, but the left dagger was also a little off, and the side of the thirty body, along the gun's momentum to the side of the rod, instead made the "crossing the river" a little longer forward, the worn gun barrel and the "bone" scraped out a piercing sound that seemed to be broken, and the listener couldn't help but tremble.

But the body of this gun is extremely long, but Shen Fengming is a footman who is used to hand-to-hand combat, and what he is good at is getting closer and closer in impossible places. The tip of the gun was only slightly lower, but his figure was high, and he shook suddenly, but he stepped lightly on the tassel of the gun, and without shaking it, he got closer and closer along the pole. Thirty was to send the gun forward, and when he saw this, he turned it horizontally into a block, which showed his speed, Shen Fengming's hair was thrown away, and he had to click the tip of the gun a little hard, and rise up slightly to avoid his strength.

Thirty estimated that the place where he fell must be very close to himself, and the spear was wound around, and he came to reflexively wrap around. Shen Fengming's sleeve blade has been starry when he sees it, but the straight and hard blade of "crossing the river" is really more difficult to avoid than the soft whip long rope, and he has learned that thirty is actually very strong, if he gives him the gun barrel from the back of the heart to stuffy, I am afraid that he will vomit a mouthful of blood immediately, how dare to slack off, a short body obliquely out of the entangled circle, thirty guns have been collected to the front, a good guard, where to give him the opportunity to "stars" to succeed.

Shen Fengming failed to take advantage of the first three moves, and secretly thought that he had also studied marksmanship in depth, and everyone on the sidelines was even more confused. Xia Qin frowned deeply when he saw Wan Xiyang, and leaned over: "Brother Wan, what's wrong?" Wan Xiyang shook his head and said to himself: "Gun...... It's good...... Can be smuggled......"

"How's the marksmanship?" Schapper interjected, "Isn't that good?"

"It's not that it's bad, it's just that the marksmanship is not like that......"

As he spoke, Shen Fengming had been forced away from the close place, and he "crossed the river" and used the word "sweep", and the strong wind hunted like he wanted to be invincible. Shen Fengming's body was slightly sideways, and he moved his body, but the gun couldn't catch up with him for a while, and when he was old, he was inferior, and his footsteps were slow, and he reflexively slammed the spear with his flesh.

The spear sweep was blocked by this bold and reckless grip, and immediately changed to a sweep, and the "crossing the river" was waiting to slip through Shen Fengming's palm, but he held it solidly. Thirty sneered slightly, with a strong hand in his hand, the tip of the gun snatched between Shen Fengming's eyebrows, even if he couldn't stab him, he would definitely lose the skin in his palm. But the body of the gun burst forward as he wished, and with a glance of his eyes, he suddenly realized that Shen Fengming's hand holding the barrel of the gun seemed to be wearing his special gloves today—it was strange that he was so fearless—no matter how strong the barrel of the gun was, most of them would not be able to hurt his palm.

The eyes behind the mask lost the color of the sneer, and became quiet and cold, as if—this slightly irritated thirty, Fang began to become serious. Even through the gloves, Shen Fengming could feel an extremely violent force coming from the barrel of the gun, so that he had to relax a little, and the gun slid past half a shot—this was nothing bad for him, because, in this way—the distance between the two was as short as half a shot. He re-exerted his strength at the half-point of the gun, pressed the body of the gun down again, turned around with his back against the barrel of the gun, and then approached half a body again—the "bone" in his right hand had the opportunity to leap into the door again.

The tip of the thirty spear pointed to the ground, the tail of the gun was cocked, and it flicked backwards to Shen Fengming's wrist. This was a very appropriate and delicate response, but the body of the gun seemed to be a little harder, and it didn't use the toughness of that bullet, but was stopped by Shen Fengming's left dagger, and the "bone" was not exhausted, so it came straight up. Thirty leaned back slightly, and the stiff body of the gun was forced by him to pull it back, and the tail of the gun was pumped into Shen Fengming's elbow, Shen Fengming didn't expect him to be so hard, and he saw that he was going to succeed, so he gritted his teeth and didn't dodge, but only used his internal strength to protect the elbow. At about the same time, the dagger had slashed along the thirty jaws, barely reaching the skin, but the wind of the blade still brought to the mask of the servant who was slightly larger than his face. There was a soft "click", and the mask cracked from under the jaw all the way up.

At this time, Mo said that it was ten thousand sunsets, and many people could see it - although the marksmanship of the "Qu Alliance Master" was good, it didn't seem to be suitable for this gun. If this gun is the "crossing of the river" of the old alliance leader, then this marksmanship should not be the descendant of the old alliance leader. But it didn't seem to matter anymore - everyone held their breath to see the mask fall, revealing a face that would not be revealed.