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In the past fifteen years, the wind and clouds have surged, the mountains and the earth have cracked, and the fire of the transformation of the rivers and lakes has spread from Cangshan and Erhai to the West Lake Lingyin, and the rising light of the martial arts has spread from the clouds and mist to the Kunlun peaks. In Lin Chujiang's generation, the martial arts of the Song Kingdom, which was persecuted by the war, was illuminated by the ghostly fire in the sleeping darkness, and the more it burned, the more it burned, and by the winter of fifteen years later, the general trend of the martial arts situation had been decided.

On this day, the wind roared angrily, the huge current rolled clouds, the fog and waves turned over, and the Yangtze River was thousands of miles away. He just sat down, and found that a group of drinkers next to him were dressed up in the rivers and lakes, and they seemed to want to leave, but they were afraid of being rude, so they had to continue to sit stiffly.

Among the guests, a gray-haired old man took a sip of wine and whispered the words of someone from earlier: "No, the rivers and lakes today are the world of the twelve of them. It's so arrogant that I hardly take the old-timers in my eyes!" The elders nodded one after another, but a young man sneered: "Why rely on the old and sell the old? Once the so-called old-timers lose their ability, they obviously have to give up their seats to the juniors!"

"Oh, little brother, tell me who those twelve people are?"

The boy glanced at him: "No wonder you don't know. You don't need to know their identities, as long as you hear that more than half of the top 50 in the former martial arts have killed a little girl, you are afraid that you will be scared. ”

The old man of the negative piano let out an "oh" and nodded involuntarily with a feeling of surprise.

"That's Lin Nianxi taking advantage of people's danger!" An old man immediately retorted: "I think that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little witch could kill Yi Qun and Shen Yue these martial arts masters in one and a half moves?!"

"Good martial arts masters! At this juncture, there are still people who call them traitors martial arts grandmasters for the sake of quibbles! Are they worthy?!" The young man and the old man went toe-to-toe with each other and refused to give in to each other. As soon as these words came out, the old men were all red-faced, but they were speechless, and they were embarrassed.

The old man asked tentatively: "In addition to this Lin Nianxi, there is a young man surnamed Xu Mingyuan, who can wear Yang in a hundred steps?"

The drinkers said yes, and the young man mentioned Xu Yuan, with respect and awe: "You don't know anyone, but this Xu Yuan has to be familiar." Xu Shaoxia has just turned eighteen years old this year, but since he was ten years old, he has been lurking in the Jin Kingdom, destroying countless bandits, and he is the hero of the Short Knife Valley! It is said that there was a ruthless master named Xue Wuxu in the Jin Kingdom who fought with him in three moves, and it was determined that in the past 20 years, the rivers and lakes of the Song Kingdom have been at the peak of Xu Yuan's martial arts!

"Isn't it just a small work!" the old men scoffed, "What is there to show off? What is Xue ruthless? The old man has never heard of it!"

The young man sneered: "You really haven't heard of Xue's ruthless name?

The old man was speechless, and the old man sighed lightly: "It is a rare talent to be on the same level as Xu Yuan, but it is not as good as the weak crown?"

The young man nodded: "The Jianghu admiral divides these twelve people into nine points of the world and three legs, one of the three legs is the three apprentices of the blue of the mountains and clouds, Lin Nianxi, who is famous for the sound sword; The head of the three-legged is still undoubtedly Xu Yuan at present. ”

"I'm afraid that these three legs are all young, and they may not be good. The old man is still not convinced, "Lin Qian's husband and wife, disappeared immediately after becoming famous, and have been missing for nearly two years, no one knows where they are, whether Lin Qian can lead the Short Knife Valley is not certain, and the unification of martial arts is even more delusional. "

The young man ignored him, and instead told the old man of the negative qin: "The nine-point world refers to the Baili Sheng, which is known as the Huainan Tianmo, Jiangxi has a sword to seal the world Song Heng, and the invincible hand in the southeast is fierce, Lin'an scenery sword Ye Wenxuan, Ye Hanfeng and Han Zeye, Mu Ziteng, the hook is deep and far-reaching, Hong Hanshu is deep, Chen Yufeng is the shadow of the soul, and Yang Song Xian, the jade-faced little white dragon. ”

He looked back at the old man with a little sarcasm: "These nine people have not disappeared, Bai Lisheng, Song Heng, Han Zeye, Chen Yufeng and Mu Ziteng are all leaders of the righteous army, Hong Hanshu is the leader of Qilian Mountain, Ye Wenxuan has entered the officialdom, and others will join the righteous army in a few years, and the anti-gold that you can't complete can only be completed by them!"

"Fart!" the old man got up to cover up the shooting, "you boys are bastards!"

The young man said angrily: "Who are you scolding, bastard!"

The other old man snorted and sneered, "What do you brag about what others can satisfy yourself? Why aren't you Baili Sheng and Han Zeye?"

The four or five old men in the wine village all laughed, and the old man who was speechless before looked at the young man and pointed at him with his little finger: "It's just a turtle grandson, boy, are you going to attach to Xu Yuan in the future?" the old men sneered and laughed even more.

The muscles of the young man's face twitched intermittently, and the green tendons faintly appeared on his forehead, and no one noticed that his fist was almost crushed, and there was no doubt that he had endured it for a long time.

"Look at his appearance, thin and weak, he is not the material for martial arts training at all! Little grandson, why don't you untie your sword and change your mind to take the entrance examination? If you don't have the ability, you still dare to mix in the rivers and lakes? You think that you are a master if you are familiar with the affairs of the rivers and lakes? You are still tender!"

"Maybe you can use this little white face to deceive the daughters of several leaders of the Short Knife Valley, and in the future, you will be prosperous, a little straw bag, does grandpa have a careful plan?

How could the young man stand such an insult, he shouted and flipped over the table and drew his sword!

I don't know who screamed, the long-dull wine village suddenly came back to life, people came forward to see the excitement, all the old people showed no mercy, all showed their weapons to meet the enemy.

The young man's moves were mediocre, his swordsmanship was clumsy, his experience was still shallow, and with a few enemies and many enemies, how could he parry? This unsuspenseful contest had already seen victory or defeat within ten moves, and the young man was forced to retreat step by step, and then fell to the ground and rolled around to dodge, only to hear a "snap", the sword in his right hand was shaken away, and then a thick foot firmly stepped on his chest -- the old man said triumphantly: "Good grandson, why don't you listen to grandpa, why do you want to be rough? Is this foot comfortable?" He stepped down so hard that the boy couldn't move, and he was trampled so hard that he spat blood, and his face was bruised and almost suffocated. When the crowd saw this, they were all surprised, frightened and frightened, and desperately retreated. When the shopkeeper saw that he was about to die, he quickly climbed out and hugged the old man's feet: "Dong Lao, you are good, the small shop still has to do business!"

The old man was on the rise, how could he still control him, he suddenly spun up his hugged feet, and the whole person stood on the young man's chest, the young man "wow" let out a blood foam, and at the same time, Xiao Er smashed on the stone pillar and collapsed to the ground softly, his neck was crooked.

"Fight me!" the old man squinted at the young man's companion with a hideous expression.

The girl trembled, tears flowed down her eyes, and she retreated as she spoke: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The old man laughed wildly, and in an instant, the surrounding crowd held their breath and stared, trembling and in a dilemma, the river was rolling endlessly in his ears, as if the sound of small pieces could be heard thousands of miles away!

The old man was still laughing wildly, and suddenly like a nightmare, his head had broken away from his body and fell on the girl's shoulder like a meteor, and the girl saw a bloody ball of flesh sticking to herself, splashing something out from time to time, and she opened her mouth wide and fainted before she had time to make a sound.

In an instant, the winner is the winner!!

Without hesitation, the people fled in all directions, and the other four old men stood in the center at a loss, looking around in horror, worried, they were targeted by the masters, and they took their lives with one move, ruthless and spicy, thinking that Dong Lao was just complacent, but he immediately turned his head in a different place, and even the person was not clear, which added to the horror.

In the entire inn, except for them, there is only one person left, could it be him?!

The old man who was smiling and listening carefully?

They trembled, and the old man kept stroking the harp, but he couldn't hear the music, and every string was dark red. Killing people without blinking, he is the real martial arts spectator!

The old man's face sank, the strings shook slightly, the speed of the dragon crossing the river, and another head left the body, not allowing for breathing, and there were two more!

The one on the far left was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed vigorously for mercy.

The old man sneered: "What is Xue ruthless? Do you remember, he killed a row of people every time, leaving the leftmost one alive. ”

The man was so distraught that he lost consciousness. The old man glanced at the young man whose life and death were uncertain: "Song Guojianghu, it is the limit to be able to dig out twelve people, and the back is full of rabble, Xiao Xiao has lost the leaves, the number of qi has been exhausted, and there are no more talents, what a pity!"

It is a good scenery on the riverside, and I strayed into the martial arts visitors.

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