Song Xiao frowned, the opponent's knife technique was too tricky and weird, not only could he stop himself several times with one knife, but he could also continue to accumulate strength on the knife body, the more collisions, the stronger the accumulation. But the collision of the blades must not be stopped, otherwise the bamboo cutter will only need to slash horizontally, and there will be seven or eight golden sword disciples around who will lose their lives.

His internal strength has entered the rare "fifth realm", and he is constantly sending internal force into his arm to keep the knife in his hand from coming out. The internal force even formed a circle of cover on the narrow knife to cushion the force of the collision, and finally it could continue to be supported.

The two sides slashed each other hundreds of times in a row, all of which covered the blades with internal force, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal between the swings, and the crowd in all directions could be injured if they were close, and each withdrew a few feet away.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the battle situation, Song Xiao was not an ordinary figure in the rivers and lakes, he was a senior master who had been famous for a long time and was admired by many martial arts colleagues.

After another forty or fifty moves, the bamboo cutter swung his knife more and more easily, but Song Xiao seemed to be trying his best, and he was quite at a disadvantage. However, none of the people around could intervene in the battle, so they could only clench their hands and clench their fists, shouting and cheering.

Suddenly, during a confrontation between the two, a crisp sound sounded, which was completely different from the previous sound of metal colliding.

The bamboo cutter's body was missing, he felt a light in his hand, and the corner of his eye swept downward, but he found that the knife in his hand was only a hilt, and the blade was broken into dozens or hundreds of pieces and fell to the ground.

Song Xiao let out a long breath of turbidity, his face turned from white to red, waved the narrow knife, and pointed in the direction of the other party's throat: "Your knife is broken, don't resist." I was secretly glad in my heart, thanks to the treasure knife "Snow Wind Cut" in my hand, which was tough and hard, and its strength was far better than the ordinary steel knife in the hands of the bamboo cutter, otherwise if I continued to fight, the outcome would not be known.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, the bamboo cutter had no knife in his hand, even if he resisted stubbornly, it was just a battle of trapped beasts, and he couldn't turn over the waves.

At this moment, the black lacquered coffin behind suddenly trembled, and Wang Yuanwei's body shook twice, as if he was about to come out.

"Corpse?"

"What's the situation?"

Everyone immediately panicked, how could the coffin and the corpse move?

There was a cracking sound, and the black and ironwood coffin was shattered into many pieces, flying everywhere, and a burst of white smoke suddenly rose from the spot, filling the entire mourning hall in an instant. I don't know who shouted "This smoke is poisonous", everyone retreated in shock, some ran and some shouted, making a mess, Song Xiao, Qi Yue and others couldn't stop shouting to dissuade them.

When the smoke and dust cleared and people calmed down a little, they found that Wang Yuanwei's body was lying on the ground, his head was smashing against the dragon carved on the back of the cold gold knife, and the black lacquer coffin had become a pile of fragments. As for the bamboo cutters, they have long disappeared in the chaos.

Song Xiao stepped forward, leaned down and picked up a piece of fragment to look at it, and dipped his hand in some white powder on the ground, his face suddenly turned blue, and he shouted in a low voice: "Someone mixed in, just now he used internal force to shatter the coffin, made a bag of flour all over the sky, and rescued that kid!"

Qi Yue said categorically: "The one who rescued the bamboo cutter should be his Demon Sect accomplices." Everyone, go and lock down the whole city, don't let those two escape!"

Song Xiao waved his hand: "No need." ”

Wang Lifeng stared at him in disbelief: "Master, why? They are the murderers of my father!"

Song Xiao sighed leisurely: "With our people, we can't stop them, we will only lose our lives in vain." Master Qi, you helped Lifeng handle the funeral of the head of the king. This is a very important matter, regarding the Demon Sect, I have to return to Cloud Mountain as soon as possible and report to my senior brother. ”

......

Xiangyun City, a rough inn, the top floor is a partial room.

The window was slammed open from the outside, and one man carried another into the house.

The bamboo cutter was put down from the man's shoulder, turned around and said, "Big brother, aren't you gone? Although the face of the person in front of him was unfamiliar, it seemed from his body movements that he was the one who took the cold gold knife before.

The sword snatcher sneered: "I am a well-known 'tea picker' on the rivers and lakes, specializing in stealing divine weapons, how can I leave if I can't get the cold golden knife in my hand? I will return to Xiangyun City earlier than you!"

The bamboo cutter thought to himself, isn't the tea picker the tea picker, why did he steal things? But the people helped him out of the siege, and he was embarrassed to ask, so he said, "Thank you, big brother, for bringing me out of there." ”

"You have to thank me. The tea picker snorted coldly again, "I was in the Golden Knife Gate in the middle of the night last night, and I wanted to wait for you to come back and return the knife, so I stole the Cold Golden Knife." But in order to save you, I don't care about taking the knife away. You owe me a fortune!"

"I owe you?"

The bamboo cutter is a little confused, how to calculate, you also owe me bamboo cutting knives and grilled fish, I don't owe you anything.

"In order to make up for my loss, you will have to steal the weapons from the weapon spectrum with me in the future. The tea picker continued, "Now everyone else thinks that we are the murderers who killed Wang Yuanwei, and we are grasshoppers on a rope, one is prosperous and the other is lost, understand?"

The bamboo cutter shook his head: "I didn't hurt anyone, and you didn't hurt anyone, someone came to find it, just make it clear." I'm not going to steal with you. ”

The tea picker was angry and laughed: "You fool, you can't see that someone deliberately framed you? How could Wang Yuanwei die so coincidentally, he was cut in two and hit the ghost palm? ”

The bamboo cutter said, "They can't catch me." That Uncle Song is the most powerful, he can't beat me. ”

"Song Xiao is a number one, but he is not the most powerful master in the world. The tea picker saw the whole process of communication between the bamboo cutter and Song Xiao and the others, and confirmed that he was really a rookie who was ignorant of the world, so he explained, "There are five or six people in the Yunmo faction whose martial arts are above Song Xiao, among which the 'Sword Emperor' and the 'Sword Emperor' can kill you if they come." ”

The bamboo cutter was puzzled and asked, "Brother Rice, scavenging waste, planting rice and picking up rags?"

The tea picker laughed and coughed twice, and said: "The Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor are the titles given to them by the Jianghu people, one is the emperor who uses the sword, and the other is the emperor who uses the sword. The Yunmo faction is one of the top ten factions in the world, the first major faction in Yunzhou, and the Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor are the two strongest masters in it, known as the 'White Sword Emperor on the Yunwu Mountain, the Black Sword Emperor on the bank of the Night Mo River'. ”

The bamboo cutter thoughtfully said, "Is that so? Then I have to avoid them." But I'm not going to steal from you. ”

The tea picker said, "I don't need your help to steal things, you just need to help me solve the people who are chasing me." I'll hire you as a bodyguard. ”

"This ......"

The bamboo cutter wondered if he should say, "You are a thief, I don't want to give you a bodyguard".

Seeing the hesitation of the bamboo picker, the tea picker remembered some things he had heard about him in the two hours after he entered the Golden Knife Gate today, and chuckled: "Alas, if you don't give me a bodyguard, it doesn't matter, but you can't find the knife you want with me." ”

The bamboo cutter's expression really changed: "Can you help me find a knife?"

Tea picker: "Including the Golden Dao Gate, you picked the heads of six sects and gangs in a row, isn't it just for a special knife? But you have been regarded as the murderer who killed Wang Yuanwei, and in the future, you will be regarded by the martial arts as a demon sect thief, and you will be wanted and arrested wherever you go." Only by following me, a thief who is good at disguise and concealment, can I continue to search for knives. ”

The bamboo cutter thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes a lot of sense. But I have one more question. ”

"What's the problem?"

"Why are they arresting the tofu grinder? ”

"The Demon Sect is not for grinding tofu. The tea picker couldn't help but stretch out his index finger and press it on his forehead, and said angrily, "Demon Sect is the evil name of the Jianghu people for the 'Emperor Heavenly Sect'. The Huangtian Sect flourished decades ago, and was later strangled by martial arts people because of its strange behavior and inconsistencies of secular etiquette and dogma. In recent years, as long as there are suspected members of the Emperor Heavenly Sect, it will cause the martial arts to shake, and the grandmasters of various factions will take action to exterminate them. ”

The bamboo cutter nodded, "Ah, understood. Are you a member of the Demon Cult? I heard that the people of the Demon Cult will make the Nether Ghost Palm. You slapped someone that night, and it was the Nether's Ghost Palm. ”

The tea picker was stunned for a while, and then hummed: "Demon Sect...... Of course, I'm a member of the Demon Cult...... I'm not only a member of the Demon Cult, but also the leader of the Demon Cult!"