The old man glanced at the person in sackcloth, ragged clothes, and a sloppy appearance, and recognized that this person was the elder of the beggar gang Dazhi rudder Hu Xuan, and sneered: "What does Elder Hu have to say, presumably this thief has been saved for you in the past two days, right?"

Although the little nephew worshipped the living Buddha Kunbuduo as his father-in-law and mistakenly entered the devil's path, fortunately, his mind was still unclear and he was not deeply involved in drugs, but a few days ago, he was plotted by the guards in King Chen's mansion, and his eyes were injured, and I am persuading him to abandon evil and follow good these days......

"Needless to say!" The old man sneered: "I didn't expect you Elder Hu, a famous and decent family, but I didn't expect you to be willing to be related to this evil demon, and join the same stream, and the reputation of the beggar gang for hundreds of years has been ruined by you! For the sake of fellow martial artists, the old man advises you, immediately draw a clear line with this evil demon, and break off your righteousness, if not, ruined and ruined is your destiny!"

Hu Xuan's face turned red and he was ashamed.

The old man saw that Hu Zuo's face was full of shame, speechless, cowardly, and cowardly, he smiled coldly, and greeted the three brothers: "What are you waiting for, take down the demon demons, if there is any obstruction, kill them together!"

The three of them roared with a tiger, took turns to open the knife stick, and attacked Rong Chengjin together. The knife was a nine-toothed firewood knife, more than an inch thick, four feet long, shining brightly, and very sharp. The rod is a mace, one zhang long, cast of pure steel, the head of the rod is covered with sharp barbs of inch length, once swept, it will make people's skin open flesh, and the enemy will be fatally injured; the third person holds a shield in one hand and a short knife one foot long in the other, rolling close to the ground, specializing in the lower road.

The three brothers have a good heart, practice the three-talent formation, tightly surround Rong Chengjin around the core, slash and hit with a stick, like a mad tiger, Rong Chengjin can't see with his eyes, and the strong wind in his ears is whistling one after another, continuously, knowing that these three people are strong in external and internal skills, and they are proficient in formations, so they dare not be careless.

Hu Yu was present, afraid that he would fall into oblivion and harm him, so he had to abandon the Shura swordsmanship, unleash the Tai Chi swordsmanship, listen to the wind and distinguish the position and fight with the three of them.

Everyone saw that the three brothers were in a staggered formation, striking up and down before and after, complementing each other, and the cooperation was not leaking. Rong Chengjin was forced to run uncertainly, secretly happy in his heart, holding a blade in his hand, and couldn't help but join the war group. Seeing that Rong Chengjin's body was changing like a ghost, and although the three brothers were sick, they couldn't hurt him in the slightest, they couldn't help but be horrified, and said in their hearts: "Like this kind of body, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, how can it be hostile? I'm afraid that if the three brothers are not careful, they will be defeated!"

Sure enough, I suddenly heard Rong Chengjin screaming, dodged and approached the knife man's body, reached out with his left hand, and grabbed the knife man's wrist with his backhand, and the internal force gushed out, which made the knife man suddenly feel numb all over his body, his hands and feet were weak, and the knife fell down softly after cutting half of it.

At this time, the mace had already struck from behind with a strong wind, Rong Chengjin's footsteps moved slightly, and pulled the man with the knife in front of his chest, and the man who made the stick suddenly saw that the stick was about to smash on his brother's body, and he couldn't help but be horrified. In a hurry, he tilted his arm half a foot away and passed by the two of them with a "whew", and with a sound of "dang", the mace hit the shield, and the man who smashed it fell to the ground. The two of them were shocked, and blood flowed for a long time.

Rong Chengjin sneered, his left hand suddenly rose, and he slapped his palm on the top of the knife man's head. Seeing this, the stick man and the shield man shouted in unison: "Big brother!" Suddenly, there was a "whoosh", and a feather arrow shot towards Rong Chengjin's vest like a meteor.

Although Rong Chengjin's palm can kill the knife man at the bottom of his palm, he may not be able to escape this arrow. Rong Chengjin didn't have time to think about it, so he had to let go and jump away, only to hear the sound of "snort", the cold arrow was impartial, and it hit the chest of the knife man, and when he landed on him, he shot a transparent hole in his body, and the blood spurted out, the strength was so strong, it was rare, and the knife man howled miserably and fell to the sky.

Everyone was surprised when they saw this, and they couldn't help but be dumbfounded. The stick man and the shield man were stunned for a long time, and saw that his brother did not die in the hands of Rong Chengjin, but died under the arrows of his companions who came all the way, how not to be annoyed, and roared angrily: "Dog mongrel, shoot my eldest brother, Lao Tzu will fight with you!"

After saying that, he actually put aside Rong Chengjin and turned around and rushed towards the person who released the cold arrow. The man who released the arrow saw the opportunity, and wanted to sneak attack from behind to pick up the cheap, but he didn't succeed, but he didn't steal the chicken and rice, but shot the knife man to death. Seeing the two brothers pounce viciously and desperately, they didn't stop doing anything, opened their bows and arrows, "swished ......", and shot at the two brothers with arrows and arrows, until the two of them fell high and fell to the bottom, dodging left and right, and were embarrassed.

The old man couldn't see it, and intervened: "Stop, three!"

The man who made the bow and arrow knew that he was wrong, and when he heard this, he stopped shooting again.

The two brothers were rude and irritable by nature, but they refused to stop there, roaring again and again, pounced and beat fiercely, and just wanted to fight hard. The one who forced the bow and arrow couldn't help dodging.

The old man's face screamed a few times, and when he saw that the two brothers didn't hear it and didn't buy it, he frowned at the moment and floated out. The two brothers are reckless men, they have red eyes again, when they see someone coming, they don't ask whether they are right or wrong, they will fight, the old man snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword with his backhand, shook his arm, pulled out a sword flower, and stabbed at the two.

The stick man was furious and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

The old man said: "The two of you, please listen to the old man's words, when we met the alliance, there was an order first, and there was no internal strife between each other, the old man is the master of the order, and he should maintain the order, please take the major events in front of you as the priority, and stop fighting for the time being, after this matter, the two will take revenge, and the old man will never interfere!"

The shield man replied: "No! The feud between brothers and sisters can be dismissed by you in a few words." Unless my two brothers die, I will not take revenge and swear not to be a man!"

The old man shouted: "Okay!" As soon as his hand was tightened, the cold light suddenly rose, and a sword was as fast as a sword, and after three moves, he stabbed the two brothers to death under the sword. Seeing this, the heroes cheered like thunder.

Rong Chengjin praised: "Good swordsmanship, Huashan Seven Peerless Swords, long admired the name!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard Rong Chengjin say the five words "Huashan Seven Absolute Swords", and then secretly rejoiced: "The moves of Huashan Seven Absolute Swords are subtle, well-known in the world, and it is rare to see." There is a master of the Huashan faction, Qisu, who sits here, and he can't please a yellow-haired child. ”

It turned out that these people were the people in the major martial arts sects who refused to belong to King Chen, and the reason why they were masked was to prevent traitors from betraying them in the organization, and they refused to show their true faces, which added a layer of self-protection.

Originally, seeing that Rong Chengjin had defeated several first-class players in a row in a moment, and his martial arts were unfathomable, he was still suddenly panicked in his heart, but at this moment, he swept away the gloom, his spirit was greatly lifted, and his spirit was high.

The old man smiled and said, "It's so powerful, it is worthy of being an apprentice trained by the defeated Demon King, the old man's seven absolute swordsmanship has not yet used three points, and you can't see it with your eyes, how did you peek through the secret?"

"My father-in-law, his old man, and I have talked about various schools of martial arts. Rong Chengjin said: "The Seven Peerless Swords of Huashan are known for their swiftness and sharpness, and their moves are concise, which seem to be plain, but once they are used to be subtle and subtle, they are infinitely powerful. Your sword qi is pure, your moves are clean and neat, and there is no noise, if you want to reach this realm, you must have at least thirty or forty years of skill. There are three masters of the Huashan faction who are good at this swordsmanship, Ling Feng, Qingfeng, and the head of the Remnant Feng Dao, Ling Feng and Qingfeng have been killed by the predecessors of our temple during that battle forty years ago, only the Remnant Feng Dao Chang has not been spared, you have an old voice, you must be over fifty years old, and you are proficient in this swordsmanship, if you guess well, you should be the Remnant Feng Dao Chief. ”

Hearing this, Remnant Feng gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good, good, you understand! Yes, the old man is Remnant Feng, and the Mo Evil Sword in your hand is the treasure of my Huashan faction." In the past 20 years, the old man has tried his courage and finally practiced the seven unique swordsmanship of his own school. Now that we met today, the old man really wants to know if it is your Shura swordsmanship that is good, or the old man's seven unique swords?"

Rong Chengjin sneered and said lightly: "Who is strong and who is weak, Your Excellency will be able to see if you try, why bother asking!"

Remnant Feng smiled: "Okay, it's really arrogant, it's very in line with the old man's temper, but it's a pity that you and I are different, incompatible, it stands to reason that you are injured now, and the old man is not martial, but you demons don't need to talk about any morality, you make a move, the old man has waited for decades, but I want to see how many catties and taels of Shura's swordsmanship there are!"

"Then Your Excellency be careful!" Rong Chengjin finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he had already bullied three feet in front of Remnant Feng, raised a sword in his hand, and stabbed it radially towards Remnant Feng's chest.

Remnant Feng didn't expect him to be so fast, like a ghost, and was taken aback. Fortunately, he has been on the battlefield for a long time and is not flustered, his body is on one side, leaning away, the long sword is lightly picked, and he returns the sword.

The two shot extremely fast, and fought for more than 30 rounds in the blink of an eye, all of which were touched and gone, and changed at the touch of a button, and outsiders only saw a cold light, and they couldn't tell which of the two was stronger or weaker.

Remnant Feng has been immersed in the Seven Absolute Swordsmanship for decades, and has already practiced this swordsmanship to perfection, one move and one style, so wonderful that it will show the ruthlessness, spicy, refined, strange, fast, fierce, and absolute of the Seven Absolute Swords;

One of the two did their best, and the other had concerns, and when they came and went, they made a fold.