This time, the martial arts of the opponent Hong Chen faced were as high as those of the Immortal Villa that day, not only the black-and-white haired man and the fat old man were all top masters who were directly comparable to the sword emperor and sword maniac, but there were also many first-class masters among the rest of the wooden house.

When Hong Chen returned the knife, with the sound of "hoa", the wooden house was like a broken flower being torn to pieces in the wind, allowing the sword wind and sword qi that burst out from all directions to cut into hundreds or thousands of pieces. Most of the people in the wooden houses—in fact, there were no more wooden houses at this time—were mostly wounded and grinned in pain. Even those masters are messy, lacking clothes and robes, and they look embarrassed.

Hong Chen spit out a breath of turbidity, returned to the waist of the knife, and arched his hand and said, "Offended." Then he walked in front of Chen Tu.

The person who had controlled Chen Tu before suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, abandoned Chen Tu, and retreated again and again.

Chen Tu got back to freedom, sat up on the ground, and scolded: "A group of stupid things, indiscriminately want to hold Lao Tzu, and now even the house is rotten, are you comfortable?" At the same time, Yu Guang glanced at Hong Chen, and thought to himself, he knew that the martial arts of black tea were high, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous, and he could just smash the spherical boulder before, but among the masters of the Wuyang faction, there are several people who can help Deng Jinghui and others in the Duluheng River of Hanjuan Valley, and the two old men led by them are even more unfathomable, and they were defeated by Black Tea alone!

But Chen Tu still didn't believe that the black tea would be a great master who founded a sect, and only said that the Tibetan Heavenly Sect was definitely an extremely powerful and secret sect in the world, so he could teach black tea to be such a person.

The black-and-white-haired man was about to open his mouth to reprimand when he heard Chen Tu's words, but he felt that his internal force was surging, and he coughed several times as soon as he opened his mouth, unable to speak. Hong Chen fought back against the attack of the knife, the black-and-white-haired man was the closest, and naturally bore the brunt, at this time, he noticed that the true qi in the meridians was slightly reversed, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and breathed.

The fat old man stared at the broken blade inserted back into Chen Tu's waist, and suddenly his eyes widened, and his tone was surprised: "Is this sorrow?"

Hong Chen nodded.

"It turned out to be a friend of Cloud Mountain. The fat old man's expression and tone softened a lot at once, "I always thought that Brother Zong's life and death were boundless......

Hong Chen interrupted, "You mean Zong Xinghe? Just picked up the knife. ”

Last time in the Kunlun Sect of Beihai, Hong Chen was mistaken by the elders of the Dao Sect of the Kunlun Sect of the Beihai for the sake of dissipating sorrow, and later the sorrow was cut off by the white lone wolf with water, and the appearance has been very different from the original.

Many people around were stunned. Zong Xinghe, one of the most famous names in the rivers and lakes more than 20 years ago, the Sword Emperor of Yunwu Mountain, is considered to be the first person to use a knife in martial arts, and the long knife is invincible in the world. How could his knife be lost, how could it be picked up by this young man, and why was this young man's martial arts so high-I'm afraid that Zong Xinghe will not be able to match him if he comes in person!

"Senior brother, have you made a mistake?" the black-and-white-haired man had finished breathing at this time, and said, "Sorrow is at least a foot longer than this knife." ”

"It's been cut off. ”

Chen Tu said again.

"You are talking nonsense!" The black-and-white-haired man drank loudly, and then he was really angry, coughing several times in a row, but he swallowed and said, "In this world, who can cut off the sorrow!"

The people around who have heard of the name of Eliminate Sorrow nodded one after another - Elimination of Sorrow is a rare weapon in the world, if you rank a spectrum of weapons in the world, it will definitely rank in the top ten, not to mention that the tenacity of the weapon is affected by the skill of the user, whether it is Zong Xinghe or this black tea holding Sorrow, it is impossible to be cut off, right?

Hong Chen shook his head: "In this world, there is no master who will not lose, and there is no weapon that keeps chopping. ”

Putting aside the water covered by Tiantie, every time Hong Chen thought of the night when he assassinated the emperor of Yu Kingdom, the man in black who took the emperor of the Zhao family to ride away in the wind felt that it was a high mountain that he could not climb - such a master, can he constantly dispel his sorrows?

The black-and-white-haired man opened his mouth, this time he didn't cough, but he couldn't say anything. The fat old man spoke again: "Black Tea Alliance Master, you are a capable person, and it was the old man who was rude to his junior brother before. Let's talk in a different place. After speaking, the fat old man bowed slightly, stretched out his hand to the other wooden room, and made a gesture of invitation.

So the group left the broken wooden house and went to the place pointed out by the fat old man. The new wooden house could not hold everyone, so most of the disciples of the Taoliumen and Bihai factions were sent to other wooden houses, except for Hong Chen and Chen Tu, the rest were the people of the Wuyang faction, as well as Tao Luyao and Ling Bo.

"Let me introduce myself first, the old 'prince', this is the junior brother 'Hou Wang'. ”

The fat old man was sitting precariously.

"Oh, black tea has seen senior Wang, senior Hou. ”

Hong Chen bowed.

Seeing that Hong Chen's expression had not changed, Ling Bo of the Bihai Sect frowned and said, "Black Tea Alliance Master, haven't you heard of the great names of Senior Wang and Senior Hou?"

"I haven't heard of it. Hong Chen nodded, "Otherwise, I will definitely say 'look up for a long time'." ”

Everyone choked up again—only Chen Tu interjected: "Could it be that you two old men are the famous 'princely twin heroes' of Qingzhou martial arts more than twenty years ago?

The prince shook his head and said, "Although it is rumored in the martial arts that in the battle to destroy demons, eight or nine out of ten masters in the world were killed or injured. In fact, it is not necessarily the case, although the martial arts of the Demon Sect are high, but the number of people is small after all, and those palace masters and deputy palace masters of the Sixteen Palaces are just first-class masters, and the masters of the entire Demon Sect may not be as many as the number of righteous path masters in a state. In the past, Kyushu destroyed demons together, and the sacrifice was indeed heavy, but the people who disappeared without a trace were not necessarily dead, many people were tired of martial arts battles, and took the opportunity to fake their deaths and go into hiding, and my junior brother and I were two of them - not only that, but most of the people in the entire Wuyang Sect were the hermits of the year. ”

Wang Hou pointed to a long-bearded old man in the crowd: "For example, this is the head of the Taoliu Sect back then, Zhu Pi Zhu Daxia." Then he pointed to a bald old man: "This is the head of the Bihai faction back then, Chen Jiantian and Chen Daxia." In addition, there are many heroes, we live in seclusion in Wuyang Mountain together, for 20 years, receiving apprentices and teaching arts, very few things in the world, just want to live in this mountain but die. ”

Chen Tu clapped his hands and said, "Oh, I know what the melon babies from the Taoliumen and the Bihai faction are doing in Wuyang Mountain-dare to love is that their respective sects have no leader, and I want to invite the old-timers who have gone into seclusion to go back and preside over the overall situation!"