A few tables of guests under the steps of the main house also gathered around at this time, watching the two fight, in the blink of an eye, it was already thirty moves in the past and failed to distinguish the winner, and a few people wanted to come forward to help Guo Yuanzheng, but when they saw that everyone in Sanshan was pressing their blades and staring at each other, they did not dare to act rashly.

In the field, Guo Yuanzheng and Liu Renjie's body skills are getting slower and slower, sometimes they are just relative to each other, the confrontation is bypassed, and occasionally they exchange tricks between the electric light and flint, and then they turn into confrontations, and everyone on the lookers knows that the two are about to divide the winner.

Suddenly, Guo Yuanzheng jumped up in the air, stabbed Liu Renjie on the left shoulder with a sword, Liu Renjie also jumped up at the same time, slapped Guo Yuanzheng's left shoulder with a palm, and staggered in mid-air.

Liu Renjie was exhausted at this time, so he only tried his best to flash to the side, and his right leg kicked Guo Yuanzheng with a "reverse kick Zijin Crown". I only heard Guo Yuanzheng shouting "Hold", and a sword was stabbing Liu Renjie's right back, but Liu Renjie's right foot had already reached Guo Yuanzheng's ribs, and the two of them snorted at the same time, and each fell to both sides.

Someone on both sides rushed forward to catch the two, only to see Liu Renjie hit the sword in his right back, but the injury was not light, and the people in Sanshan hurriedly sealed the acupoints of his vest to stop the bleeding, and took out the pill for him to take.

Guo Yuanzheng also had blood in his mouth, but Liu Renjie only hung his heel under his ribs and failed to use all his strength, because although he was injured, it was not serious. With a little luck, he pushed away the people who helped each other, stood up, pointed at the Sanshan people with his sword and said, "There is still that one who is not convinced, just come up!"

Cui Daocheng, the nine-headed eagle of Daheng Mountain, took a step forward, slashed twice with the knife in his hand, and shouted: "The surname Guo will definitely seek justice for the dead brothers in Sanshan today, you can make a move." ”

Guo Yuanzheng was about to step forward, when an old man walked out behind him and said, "Second Master Guo, you rest for a while, and leave this person to me." Guo Yuanzheng looked back and knew that he was the master among the visitors, so he retreated according to his words, sat on the chair brought by the disciple, closed his eyes and did his luck to heal his wounds.

I saw that the old man was wearing a big blue carved velvet crane, with a dark blue fine-grained belt around his waist, long white hair, eyebrows and sideburns, and his eyes were like eagles. He came to the nine-headed eagle Cui Daocheng and arched his hand: "Cui is in charge, Guo Erye has already fought a fight, and I will teach Cui Da's knife technique in this one." ”

Cui Daocheng saw that the old man's temples were bulging, and his steps were like an abyss, and he knew at a glance that he was a master of the inner family, but he had never seen it before, so he immediately shouted: "Who are you?

"The contemptible Zhao Yuanzhuo is the Qianniu Guard, who was in charge of the sword guard before the Aguda Khan, and has rarely walked around the Central Plains, no wonder Cui Da doesn't know. The old man said lightly.

Although it was only a few words, it sounded like a thunderclap above everyone's heads. The Jurchen Akuda is now in full swing, and even the Liao State has to retreat when he hears it, this Guo Yuanzheng used to serve the Liao people, but he didn't expect to be mixed up with the Jurchen Aguda subordinate Qianniuwei in a blink of an eye.

Cui Daocheng was stunned when he heard this, then he looked up to the sky and laughed, and pointed at Guo Yuanzheng with his hand: "Okay, your surname is Guo, seeing that Liaogou is at the end of the road, you hugged the Jurchen thigh so quickly, you are really a natural cheap, and you will have to work hard for the Jurchen caravan in the future!"

Guo Yuanzheng sat upright on the chair, concentrating on qi healing, only acting as if he hadn't heard it, and didn't answer.

Zhao Yuanzhuo said coldly on the side: "Seeing that everyone looks like the heroes of the Central Plains, I thought that they were all talking with fists, feet, knives and guns, but I didn't know that they were trying to take advantage of their tongues here." ”

Cui Daocheng said angrily when he heard this: "The surname is Zhao, since you want to stand up for Guo Lao Er, then you will be offended." After speaking, when the head was cut down, Zhao Yuanzhuo took a long time, and only flashed behind Cui Daocheng, stretched out his finger to ask for a point behind him, Cui Daocheng avoided it with a "yellow dragon shake armor", and slashed at Zhao Yuanzhuo with a backhand.

Qin Fei and the others have never seen the martial arts of Ah Guda's men, and the Jurchen people rarely walk around in the Central Plains, and now they are quite curious to see Zhao Yuanzhuo do it, but seeing that Zhao Yuanzhuo is Han regardless of martial arts and appearance, presumably the Jurchens are also the same as other countries, they are all mixed people.

Looking at Zhao Yuanzhuo's skills, he was not under the worship of the Liao court, and his gestures were quite magnanimous, and his palms were like flying butterflies, only swimming around Cui Daocheng's body, and if he didn't pay attention to the pat, he would either die or be injured.

After walking to twenty moves, Cui Daocheng felt that he couldn't resist it, sweat on his forehead, and his steps were scattered. Liang Shengtai of Zhensanshan didn't look good, he didn't care about fighting more and less, and slashed at Zhao Yuanzhuo's back with a single knife, Zhao Yuanzhuo jumped in the air with a "cloud trace", avoiding the two single knives under his feet, and waved his palm to cover Liang Shengtai in the circle, so that one enemy and two vultures would not fall behind.

The three of them fought fiercely in the field, the battle circle slowly expanded, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but avoid it, and Qin Fei and the others also retreated with everyone.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't fight Zhao Yuanzhuo, everyone in Sanshan couldn't help but feel anxious, and they all looked at the circle intently, but they hoped to hurt Zhao Yuanzhuo with one sword, and they also hugged Guo Yuanzheng.

When they were holding each other, I saw Cui Daocheng slash at Zhao Yuanzhuo's back, and when Zhao Yuanzhuo dodged to avoid it, he seemed to step on a stone under his feet, and he stumbled slightly. Liang Shengtai was overjoyed when he saw it, followed closely and moved forward, single-handedly taking Zhao Yuanzhuo's right rib.

Zhao Yuanzhuo didn't seem to stand firmly, he staggered forward and grabbed into Liang Shengtai's arms, a palm was printed on Liang Shengtai's chest, Liang Shengtai roared, his body flew straight to the table behind him, and he was smashing into the middle of a table.

Cui Daocheng was a little late, and after being hit in the crotch by Zhao Yuanzhuo's palm, he also flew towards the table in the courtyard like Liang Shengtai, fortunately facing the table, even then he fell to the ground with the table, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Everyone in Sanshan was taken aback, the three leaders were all injured, and the rest of the people were less than the three of them, some people rushed over to help Liang Shengtai and Cui Daocheng, and the rest drew their blades one after another to protect in front of the two.

I saw Zhao Yuanzhuo calmly come to the front of the people in Sanshan, and asked: "If there is anyone else who is not convinced, Zhao will ask for advice." ”

People in the three mountains, you look at me and I look at you, looking at each other, no one answers. Zhao Yuanzhuo said again: "It is said that there are countless predecessors in the martial arts of Middle Earth, and there are many people in the three mountains and five mountains, but today it seems that it is just an exaggeration and an exaggeration." ”

Seeing that Zhao Yuanzhuo's mouth was not inferior, Shen'er and Mo'er couldn't help it, Shen'er was waiting to step forward, but he saw that Mo'er was a "cloud vertical", and he had already floated in front of Zhao Yuanzhuo, and drew his sword and pointed at Zhao Yuanzhuo: "The surname Zhao, Hugh has to speak wildly, and if you have the ability to win this girl, you will talk about it." ”

Zhao Yuanzhuo fixed his eyes and saw that it was a young woman, with a thin smoky emerald green veil body, a narcissus scattered flower and green leaf skirt, bright eyes and bright teeth and double pupils cutting water, a sassy and heroic posture between her eyebrows, and the Qingping sword in her hand was pointing at herself. couldn't help but be stunned, and shouted: "Where did the female doll come from, she even dances with swords!"

Mo'er saw that Zhao Yuanzhuo's mouth was not inferior, and he didn't say much, the sword in his hand "swished", stabbing at Zhao Yuanzhuo's front heart, Zhao Yuanzhuo saw that the sword was as fast as lightning, so he was so shocked that he hurriedly dodged sideways, stretched out his palm and cut to Mo'er's left shoulder, but Mo'er was not like the two leaders of Sanshan just now, seeing Zhao Yuanzhuo cut to the shoulder arm, and did not dodge, with a hook of his hand, the tip of the sword had attacked Zhao Yuanzhuo's vest from behind, Zhao Yuanzhuo was only afraid that he had not yet cut Mo'er's left shoulder, and he had been unloaded by the sword first.

Frightened, Zhao Yuanzhuo shrank and flew out of Zhang Xu sideways, looking embarrassed. Mo'er smiled and said, "The surname Zhao, do you dare to speak out?"

Zhao Yuanzhuo hugged his fists and said: "Ask the girl to respect her name, if it is not a person from Sanshan, please stand aside, let Zhao send everyone from Sanshan, and then ask the girl for advice." ”

"It doesn't matter who my surname is, and I don't know anyone in Sanshan, but ......" Mo'er turned her face to the sky, deliberately selling a pass.

"But how?" Zhao Yuanzhuo hurriedly asked.

“...... In the Great Song Dynasty, my son-in-law doesn't like outsiders to be arrogant here, so he will return to the Jurchens immediately after listening to my persuasion, if he doesn't say anything again, it won't be so cheap to spare you!" Mo'er said.

"Who is so wild that he can tell the old man to go back to the Jurchen?" I saw a thin old man walking out of the visitors who were standing behind Guo Yuanzheng just now, wearing a dark dark warp brocade robe, a wide blue belt tied around his waist, gray hair, and his eyes were shining.

Mo'er looked at the visitor and asked, "Who are you?"

The thin old man sneered slightly, "The Khan drove the sword guard, and he really cultivated it." ”