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The long and narrow level disappears into the dense forest.

Song Xian faced the natural scenery of the green and blue lake, red maples and yellow leaves, and couldn't arouse any interest to appreciate it, and the border pass in the distance was like an ancient castle, and from the outside, he couldn't detect the breath of people in it.

"Why hasn't Liu Daxia come yet?!" Song Xian is a standard acute child, although he can't see it from the outside, but those who are familiar with him know that it is more appropriate for him to be called "Jade-faced Little Fire Dragon".

The setting sun buried the clear sky, and the place where he stood in the autumn wind was as poetic as a fairyland.

But a commotion broke the calm.

Looking through the bushes, it turned out that an old man and a young man were surrounded by a group of bandits, the old man had been scolding something, the young man had a sword on his body, but he was obviously shocked by the murderous aura of the bandits, and he couldn't draw it. Song Xianlu saw that he was uneven, and stepped forward to understand the situation, he did it lightly, and so many people did not hear his movement. But I heard the thief interrupt the old man's words sharply: "Fan Tieqiao, have you finished scolding? You can indeed speak well with this mouth, but don't worry, I don't understand Lao Tzu! Brothers, get ready, as long as you catch these two as a threat, the hatred knife is just around the corner!"

Song Xianyi: What kind of people are these people? Why are they fighting for the Drinking and Hate Knife? Aren't they ordinary bandits! And those old and young are really the people of the Short Knife Valley?

He first set foot in Sichuan and Shu, and he didn't know the current situation in Sichuan and Shu, but he had heard of Fan Tieqiao's reputation, and he was the only literati among the seven leaders of the Short Knife Valley.

The so-called once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope, and then like being used by a bearded man during the day, is not only a shame for himself.

"Cut, what is your black (Dao) meeting, there is no place for you in Sichuan and Shu at all, if you want to hurt Uncle Fan, ask me about Lu Cheng's sword first!" "Young man, no, he should still be a young child, younger than himself, and his qi is more vigorous, Song Xian chewed lightly: "Black (Dao) will?" After thinking for a long time, he became more and more confused: Why are so many passers-by coveting and hating knives?

Looking at it again, I couldn't help but be taken aback, that kid's swordsmanship was clean and neat, within three moves, forcing the bandit leader to take five steps back, although it was a little immature, after all, it surpassed the same age by a grade, Song Xian couldn't help but be surprised and surprised, stood up and appreciated, Lu Cheng's swordsmanship should be characterized by great strength and speed, and by the age of seventeen or eighteen, he should become a pillar, although the bandits were many and powerful, they were all dumbfounded at this time, and they felt that Lu Cheng was like a long saw at the end of his hand, quickly sharpening the blunt bamboo, and the boss's sleeves were broken into paragraph after paragraph. Piece after piece, like discarded sawdust, in less than a stick of incense, you can clearly see the thin bamboo that has been cut into chopsticks - the boss is basically naked......

Seeing the boss being teased and insulted, Song Xian couldn't help but snicker, and the subordinates around him laughed one after another, at this moment, Song Xian felt strange, and his shoulder was immediately a little bit, turned his head, and was surprised to find that there was a man in black in front of Lu Cheng, he was so fast, and his sword was faster, like candle ashes that were unintentionally knocked over, they quickly flew away when they encountered a light wind, and there was no trace between the eyelashes, but the candle ashes were scattered in every corner of the air!

However, Song Xian understood that this kind of light and strange swordsmanship was not unbreakable, such as his own silk swordsmanship, which could make the candle ashes fly slowly when exposed to the sun, although the dust was light, the light was lighter, and the dust would be integrated into the light, so that the sword would surrender to the silk sword! Song Xian couldn't help but move, and held the weapon in his hand. And that sudden sword hit Lu Cheng off guard, less than ten moves Lu Cheng had already begun to hurry, unable to parry, Song Xian was originally just a bystander, watching the man in black win, thinking that he would stop, but he actually pressed step by step and killed a child!

Song Xian is also chivalrous, the more he looks at it, the more he feels unfair, in the blink of an eye, Lu Cheng's vital point has been violated 8 times, the sword is fierce and spares no effort, Lu Cheng has been frightened, while catching the sword while gasping and retreating, his life hangs by a thread He stumbled backwards and fell back, at the same time, the man in black was merciless and slashed towards Lu Cheng's heart, Lu Cheng only cared about himself not to fall, where did he expect that he would take advantage of the danger of others, it was impossible to cover for himself, Fan Tieqiao was frightened and shouted, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, and another sword came in an instant in the middle of the battle, shrouded in white light, I saw the handsome young man in white, I couldn't believe that he was carrying martial arts, and I couldn't believe that he could intercept the man in black and stop it completely, stunned to see!

Fan Tieqiao saw that Lu Cheng had escaped death, so he hurriedly rushed forward to hug him and ask him a long question, turned his head to look, and the man in black had a strange expression on his face: "Yang Shaoxia, I've been waiting for this sword for a long time!" Song Xian was surprised: "It turns out that you wanted to put that child to death in order to lure me out, who are you? How can you recognize me?"

"Just because that sword just now is like a gurgling stream, don't you know that Your Excellency is the famous silk sword in the martial arts?"

Fan Tieqiao and Lu Cheng both suddenly realized, surprised and delighted, Song Xian was embarrassed: "I don't know what Your Excellency is called?" "Don't dare, Guo Chang, the second leader of the Black (Dao) Society." Guo Chang restrained his smile, "Yang Shaoxia, it's really better to be famous than to meet, everyone belongs to the same sword category, I really want to learn from Shaoxia, see if it is a weak sword or a Shaoxia silk sword is powerful!"

"What is it better than? someone will repel you with a sword!" Fan Tieqiao interjected, it was not the right time.

Guo Chang smiled lightly: "If Yang Shaoxia wins, the brothers present today will testify, I, Guo Chang, will no longer fight for the Hate Sword, and let these two go, but Shaoxia will not win or not agree, these two people will correct the Fa on the spot, and no matter how fast the Shaoxia Sword is, it will not be faster than so many of our brothers!"

"If I agree, won't I suffer too much?" Song Xian said to himself stupidly, "There are three possibilities, and there is only one ...... that is beneficial to me."

"What's the?are you better than you?!"

Song Xian knew that this Guo Chang was moody, although he and Fan Lu met in Pingshui, but Lu saw that he was uneven and should help each other, and he couldn't care about that much, so he fought hard, and just nodded, the pot of candle ashes had been overturned.

Fan Tieqiao and Lu Cheng held their breath and condensed, more nervous than themselves in the battle, Guo Chang is a character of Sichuan Shu Black (Dao) calling for wind and rain, the legend has it that the swordsmanship has been able to rank in the top ten in Sichuan and Shu, which is full of talents, Lu Cheng out of curiosity, wants to appreciate the wonderful swordsmanship from Shandong, and Fan Tieqiao is completely for two words - verify, verify whether this young man can enter the Valley of the Short Knife, whether he can dominate the rivers and lakes!

No wonder they are nervous, because Guo Yang and the others are dozens of times faster than the battle of Guo Lu, so fast that the light is extinguished and the wind is dry!

Under the speed of the galloping wind, there is also the courage and charm of the outer softness and the inner rigidity! Fan Tieqiao couldn't tell who was Song Xian and who was Guo Chang, so he could only pray silently, but in fact, Lu Cheng understood that Song Xian had the advantage from the beginning, and his swordsmanship was obviously higher than Guo Chang's!

Where is the profundity? Lu Cheng's eyes followed, and he tried his best to recall the swordsmanship he was watching, Guo Chang's swordsmanship was like a thunderclap, and he couldn't keep up with his speed and could only be frightened, and he couldn't guess when he came out of the sword, but he was nervous, and every thunder was sudden, he couldn't resist, and the sound touched his heart, urging people to wake up; ！

Hundreds of moves came suddenly, Fan Tieqiao could see the sword fight situation clearly, and looked at this young man named Yang Songxian with satisfaction, but inadvertently, he found that on the other side of the road, from far and near, it was not Liu Wujin but which one?

"Uncle Liu!" Lu Cheng felt very kind when he saw Liu Wujin after escaping death. Song Xianqi was victorious, Guo Chang and the others withdrew cleanly, Guo Chang was righteous, and he didn't trouble Fan Tieqiao again, Fan Tieqiao learned that Song Xian was confused and lost the process of hating the knife, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Yang Shaoxia's swordsmanship to be outstanding, and his experience in the rivers and lakes is so poor, but no problem, you follow Liu Lao bastard, and keep you worse and worse!"

Seeing Liu Wujin and Fan Tieqiao's frolicking appearance, Song Xian was a little nostalgic for his hometown, he left Shandong for the first time, and he was ordered by the owner of the village to help find Shuangdao: Shengnan, Shengnan, I don't know where you are at the moment? I hope Shuangdao will be found in Shun, let's go back to Tai'an together, and don't care about the Short Knife Valley......

How did Song Xian know that if the two knives were lost, they wouldn't be able to escape, yes, no matter who they were, they couldn't escape.

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