Wang Bieli is one of the four gentlemen of the rivers and lakes, and his reputation is outside. Hua Qianye didn't dare to underestimate it, and hugged his fists and saluted back: "It turned out that the prince and king of the promise were parting, looking up for a long time, looking up for a long time." ”

Wang Bieli is the same age as Hua Qianye, and he has long heard of Hua Qianye's deeds, and after hearing the rumors of Hua Qianye many times, Wang Bieli is on deep guard, and thinks about what to do when he meets Hua Qianye many times.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed. Who knows if Hua Qianye will one day put himself on the must-kill list. After thinking about it carefully, Wang Bieli came to a conclusion that there was only one way to deal with Hua Qianye, and that was to attack quickly, so that Hua Qianye would not have a chance to use the sword before he could have a chance to win.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Wang Bieli determined the way of fighting, no longer hesitated, Tang Shi swordsmanship continued to be used, one sword was faster than the other, and beckoned to Hua Qianye.

Hua Qianye was obviously not as easy as Zhao Chuqing in the face of Wang Bieli, the long sword had been unsheathed, the sword moves were nameless, and there was no rule, but he began to keep swords, cracking Wang Bieli's Tang poetry swordsmanship.

The two of them attacked one by one, broke the other, the sound of clanging was endless, and the firelight was even more intense.

Ye Han watched for a while, and found that Wang Bieli was not in danger for the time being, so he lowered his head to help Zhao Chuqing treat his wounds. In addition to the sword on his chest, Zhao Chuqing had more than a dozen wounds on his body.

Ye Han had no way to take off her clothes, so she could only deal with the bleeding area, and wait for Zhao Chuqing to wake up.

Wang Bieli and Hua Qianye fought for another twenty rounds, and Zhao Chuqing woke up leisurely and found himself lying in Ye Han's arms, and hurriedly struggled to sit up.

Ye Han didn't stop her, and helped her up to sit against the wall. Zhao Chuqing took a cursory look at the wounds, most of them had already been treated, and there was no problem if some small wounds were not treated, so he watched the battle between Wang Bieli and Hua Qianye intently.

"The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river. Wang Bie's long sword seemed to have a burst of yellow sand, and suddenly the field was full of sand and dust, completely enveloping Hua Qianye in it. Hua Qianye snorted miserably, obviously unable to dodge in the yellow sand in the sky, and had been stabbed by Wang Bieli's long sword.

Zhao Chuqing clasped her hands tightly, and her mood fluctuated with the intensity of the battle. Hua Qianye was injured, and a smile appeared on Zhao Chuqing's face. Hua Qianye had the advantage, and Zhao Chuqing's face showed a vicious performance, staring at him with his eyes, wanting to kill Hua Qianye with his gaze.

"The four gentlemen of the rivers and lakes really live up to their reputation. Hua Qianye's long sword quickly slashed down, and instantly slashed out hundreds of swords, clearing the yellow sand where the king had parted, and said coldly.

Wang Bideli didn't answer, and the sword momentum was again, like a storm, and he killed Hua Qianye again.

Although Wang Bieli accelerated the speed of his attack, Tang Shi's swordsmanship itself was elegant and beautiful, and there were many superfluous and useless things. Hua Qianye had already seen this, and with a sword, he picked away Wang Bieli's long sword, and said coldly: "The swordsmanship of killing people doesn't need to be good-looking. ”

As Hua Qianye's words fell, a sword was as fast as lightning from outside the sky, Wang Bieli hurriedly collected his sword and returned to defense, but it was too late, so he could only take advantage of the situation and pounce, only to avoid the killing sword, and he was shocked into a cold sweat. The sword that kills is really sharp.

Hua Qianye did not succeed in a sword, and did not stop, a sword was faster than a sword, and it was slashed on Wang Bieli's body. Wang Bideli defended with all his might, and was also hit by two or three swords on his body. The blood stained the clothes red, but it looked more temperamental. It turned out that Wang Bieli was a scholar, and he looked a little literal, and his white clothes were stained with some blood, which made him look more manly.

This is Ye Han's thoughts at the moment, Wang Bieli didn't have any fantasies, and kept organizing sword moves to attack, but he didn't succeed. Hua Qianye is like a storm and rain swordsmanship, fast and exciting, and it is improvised, as long as he grasps the flaw of Wang Bieli, like a snake, quickly flies over and bites.

Zhao Chuqing asked Ye Han with some concern: "Senior Brother Ye, can the Lord of the Wang Alliance win?"

Ye Han said affirmatively: "Senior Sister Zhao doesn't need to worry, the Lord of the Wang Alliance will definitely win." ”

If you want to crack the Quicksword, you need to be as fast as he is. Hua Qianye's swordsmanship is a murderous sword, and there are no superfluous sword moves, Wang Bieli wants to compete with him, it is completely impossible. Fortunately, there is another way to break the fast sword, and that is to be slow.

Slow to fast, let fast have nothing to escape. Wang Beili thought of this, and his swordsmanship couldn't help but slow down, as slow as a snail crawling.

"Senior Brother Ye, what is the Lord of the Wang Alliance doing?" Zhao Chuqing was very surprised, Wang Bei left the long sword of Hua Qianye flying beside him, just dancing the sword slowly.

Ye Han smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Wang is about to win." ”

"Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Yangguan in the west. The king parted and recited the verse, and the sword went forward and backward, as if he were exhorting wine. Hua Qianye's sword was very fast, but he was trapped by Wang Bieli's swordsmanship, and he couldn't get out.

The faster Hua Qianye sped up the sword, the more trapped he became. It's fast to the extreme, but it's actually slow. Wang Bieli used slow to deal with fast, so that Hua Qianye's sword became an ornament.

With a sword roar, Hua Qianye's long sword was knocked away by Wang Bieli, and it was no longer a threat.

"I'm defeated. Hua Qianye lowered his head, which meant that the king would be separated from the killing. Wang Bieli is also a figure who has been famous for many years, how can he do it, smiled and put the sword back into the sheath.

Zhao Chuqing couldn't wait to incarnate as a king and parted, and slashed Hua Qianye with a sword. She doesn't care if she is fair or not, as long as she can take revenge.

Wang Beili came back from collecting his sword, Ye Han arched his hand towards Hua Qianye, turned around and walked towards the sixth layer.

The sixth floor was very empty, with only a few thin books on the walls. Ye Han and the others just glanced at it. The sixth layer is the who's who of the rivers and lakes. Today's celebrities, Ye Han and others have no unknown names. The celebrities in the past have all become ancients, and there is no need to know.

In the center of the room stood a man of about fifty years of age, thin and tall, with surprisingly small eyes, and two long knives crossed across his back. Ye Han has been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and there are few people in the rivers and lakes who can't be recognized at a glance. Obviously, Wang Bieli was more familiar with the people of the rivers and lakes than Ye Han, and he hugged his fists at the thin and tall man and said, "It turned out to be the face of the Great Elder." ”

Ye Han immediately understood the origin of the tall and thin man, it turned out to be the Great Elder of the Worry-Free Sect and the Great Elder of the Zixiao Tower, Zhao Chuxiu.

After the establishment of Zixiao Tower, it turned out that there were eight elders in the Sanssouci Sect, plus the heads of the six demon sects, and then promoted one Jianghu person who took refuge, which happened to be sixteen elders. Zhao Chuxiu has profound martial arts and has won the trust of the Purple Emperor, and he is still a great elder.

Zhao Chuxiu has a very famous exercise, called "Requiem for the Moon", which can command the animals of the world to obey the order. So he is inquiring about the news, and no one in the whole world can compare to him. Because you don't know that a bird, or a cat, has already become his eyes and ears.

"You're nice to be here so soon. Zhao Chuxiu's hoarse voice shook everyone's ears and eyes, giving everyone goosebumps.

Wang Beili can still fight again, and stepped forward and said: "Wang Beili, lead the Great Elder to make a high move." ”

Zhao Chuxiu didn't say much, pulled out the two long knives on his back with his backhand, and hugged his fists and saluted. Wang Bei's long sword pointed directly, which was the gesture of the immortal asking for directions.

The two did not immediately engage in hand-to-hand combat, but turned in circles. The cultivation of the two is equal, they are both great grandmasters, and if they don't understand the opponent's moves, whoever shows their flaws first will suffer first.

The two of them are looking for flaws in circles, and once one side reveals a flaw, the other side's offensive will be like a storm.

Circle after circle, until everyone was dizzy, and the two of them hadn't made a move yet. If this is a martial arts competition in the ring, the audience will throw watermelon peels and the like and scold them to death.

Suddenly, the king parted from his feet, and his figure was also stunned, and the flaws appeared. Zhao Chuxiu had a smile on his face, and his two swords carried a huge wind, which met left and right, and instantly appeared in front of Wang Bieli.

Wang Bieli's face, which should have been flustered, also showed a smile and shouted: "It's a good time." It turned out that Wang Bieli felt that it was not a way to go on like this, so he deliberately exposed his flaws and lured Zhao Chuxiu to make a move.

"The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds. "Wang Farewell's Tang poetry swordsmanship, a bright moon rose, jumped over Zhao Chuxiu's double swords, and went straight to his face.

Zhao Chuxiu didn't panic a little, leaned back, and easily avoided Wang Bieli's sword move. A right-hand turn, like a tornado on the flat ground, the fierce knife qi formed a layer of wind, straight towards the king to cut off.

Zhao Chuxiu's movements were very fast, and it was too late for Wang Bieli to retreat, so he directly held the sword with both hands and flew quickly, resisting the edge brought by Zhao Chuxiu's double swords. There was a clanging sound. The two of you go back and forth, fighting for thirty rounds in an instant.

The dense blades made Wang Bieli take care of it, and he was suddenly hit several times in his body.

Old wounds have not healed, and new wounds have been added. The king's parting movement became slow. Ye Han and the others looked anxious for a while. Ye Han lifted his feet and was ready to rescue at any time.

"If the crockpot does not break from Inoue, the general will inevitably die immediately." Wang Bili suddenly shouted, and his sword qi soared, four feet long, like a meteor, cutting into Zhao Chuxiu's sword wind, stirring his sword qi into pieces, and it could no longer form a threat.

"Fighting in all directions. Zhao Chuxiu immediately changed his moves, and the two knives were connected into a straight line, turning left and right, and he took Wang Bieli from the chest. Wang Beili jumped lightly from the long sword, resisting and retreating until he retreated to the wall, and with the help of the wall, he turned over and crossed over Zhao Chuxiu's head.

Zhao Chuxiu had already calculated Wang Bieli's move, and the two knives suddenly separated, forming a figure-eight shape, and cutting straight to the top of his head. Wang Bie's body was in the air, and there was no way to make a move, so he was able to turn the long sword hard, catch a knife, and another stabbed into his lower abdomen. Wang Beili fell to the ground, spurting blood.

"Brother Wang...... The leader of the Wang League ....... everyone was shocked, and Ye Han rushed over and came to Wang Beili.

Wang Bieli spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, panting like a cow and said, "Brother Ye, I'm afraid my brother won't be able to accompany you." ”

Ye Han's eyes flowed with tears, and he shouted sadly: "Brother Wang, hold on, I will heal your wounds." ”

Zhao Xuetian's rules of competition are that the winner of the battle lives, and the loser dies. If Ye Han and the others are not able to defeat the person who broke the pass, and another person will come on the field, and the person guarding the pass will not stop attacking.

Ye Han was about to help Wang Bieli heal his wounds, and Zhao Chuxiu's double knives had already arrived. Ye Han casually pulled out a sword and resisted Zhao Chuxiu's double blades. One hand examined Wang Bieli's wound, the wound was too deep, it had cut through the internal organs, and the bleeding could not be stopped. It is difficult for the king to survive anymore.

Ye Han sighed for a while, supported Wang Bieli to sit against the wall, and said, "Brother Wang, I will avenge you." ”