"Liu admits defeat," Liu Kai laughed loudly, "Wu Shaoxia's martial arts and scheming have convinced Liu Kai!"

"Brother Liu has an overreputation. Wu Haiyun hugged his fists.

"Yan Chenghua in Xiahua Mountain, please Wu Shaoxia for a move!" A young man in black rushed to jump onto the stage and shouted without waiting for Liu Kai to go down, Liu Kai, who made his rectum, was very unhappy, so he said, "It's better to be defeated by Liu's subordinates first, and Yan Shaoxia will be defeated in the future!"

Wu Haiyun had no friendship with Yan Chenghua, but he was very familiar with Liu Kai, and he didn't want to save his face, so he stood on the edge of the platform and did not step down.

Yan Chenghua said that he was unhappy in his heart, but he didn't say anything, he drew his knife and slashed at Liu Kai, his knife skills were quite imposing, but he was far from Liu Kai's opponent. And Liu Kai didn't like him in the first place, so he didn't care about Yan Chenghua's face, and slammed him off the stage.

"Hmph, big knife!" Liu Kai snorted lightly and was about to take the black wooden stick off the stage.

"Wait, I can show you the real sword. A cold voice sounded from the audience, and then a young man in Tsing Yi came to the stage with a knife.

Zhou Lingfeng was slightly stunned when he saw this person, but Long Yuxuan, who was not far away, was surprised, "Is it him?"

"It's still coming!" Xiao Fei sighed upstairs.

"But why did Yubing pick Liu Kai? Probably there are few people downstairs who are his opponents......" Situ Shenjian said suspiciously, the new young swordsman downstairs is Han Yubing, although Situ Shenjian knows that Han Yubing is belligerent, but he will not make a move easily, he will only challenge the strong.

"Maybe there was something disrespectful about the swordsman between Liu Kai's words just now, Yu Bing really cares about this. Xiao Fei guessed.

On the stage, when Liu Kai saw Han Yubing on stage, although he had never seen this person, he could know from his eyes like two sharp blades that he was definitely a master. And this gaze, as if looking at a dead person, had no emotion, and instantly cooled Liu Kai's blood.

"Under Han Yubing," Han Yubing said, probably thinking that such a self-introduction was too simple, and added, "There is no door and no faction." ”

Liu Kai led. Saying that, Liu Kai put on a posture, but he had no intention of making the first move, and he didn't dare to be careless in the face of Han Yubing.

Han Yubing snorted lightly, stroked the handle of the knife with his right hand, raised his head, and kicked his eyes suddenly. Liu Kaili felt an overwhelming anger, sweeping towards him like a raging wolf, making it difficult for him to breathe. Taken aback, Liu Kai had already made a sudden move.

But as soon as Liu Kai made a move, he found that the stick he swung out had disappeared, and in front of him was a white expanse, dazzlingly white, so white that he couldn't find the edge, so white that people were flustered, and his black wooden stick was swallowed by this white shadow and became untraceable.

Liu Kai hurriedly withdrew his right hand: after all, the stick was still held in his hand.

Wu Haiyun, who was standing on the stage, saw it exactly: Liu Kai's horizontal stick was on the chest, Han Yubing slashed it with a knife, hit it on the black wooden stick, and actually hit Liu Kai so much that he vomited blood, Wu Haiyun hurriedly flew up and hugged Liu Kai, "Brother Tai, just stop in moderation!"

"Put him down, you come!" Han Yubing slashed again.

Zhou Lingfeng didn't have time to speak, so he jumped onto the stage with a "poof", "Senior brother, arrange Brother Liu, I'll come!" After saying that, he turned to face Han Yubing, "Kongtong sent Zhou Lingfeng." ”

Han Yubing was speechless, still raised his knife to hit him, Zhou Lingfeng smiled slightly, pointed his right foot on the ground, and kicked out a leg shadow. Han Yubing didn't care about the dazzling leg shadow in front of him, he still slashed straight to the point, but as soon as the figure in front of him flickered, Zhou Lingfeng had already flashed over.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Han Yu asked coldly. The "shot" he said literally meant the real "shot", but who had ever seen him Zhou Lingfeng make a move? He just made a move, although he held a sword all day long.

"Don't be in a hurry. To me, where did you get so much anger?" Zhou Lingfeng asked with a smile. Han Yubing practiced the "angry knife", and "anger" is the origin of the knife intent. The more angry he is, the more powerful his sword skills become, but in the face of Zhou Lingfeng, can he really mobilize his anger and dominate the "Angry Knife"?

Han Yubing didn't answer anymore, snorted lightly, and the knife technique turned and became softer, no longer as fierce as just now, Zhou Lingfeng was startled: What kind of knife technique is this?

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Situ Shenjian also had a lot of research on sword techniques, but he couldn't see the origin of the sword technique that Han Yubing was using now.

"What hardships has Yu Bing experienced in the past few years, and he actually realized the 'sorrowful knife'. Xiao Fei sighed softly.

"Sorrowful?"

"That's right," Xiao Fei took a sip of wine, "Sorrowful Knife, Sorrowful Knife in the Seven Veins of the Spirit Knife." The seven veins of the spirit knife originate from one sect, and they are mutually instructive and mutually inducible. Yu Bing is familiar with anger and hatred, and then it is not impossible to touch the side to understand the knife, but the seven veins of the spirit knife, each vein is based on a state of mind, so that the deep meaning can be realized. However, where did Yu Bing get so worried?"

When Situ Shenjian heard this, he turned his head to look at the stage again, only to see that Han Yubing's continuous sword technique seemed to reveal a trace of coldness, entangled Zhou Lingfeng in it. Although Zhou Lingfeng has broken through several times, he can't get out of Han Yubing's endless sword shadow after all.

"Oh, Yu Bing's sorrowful knife is not skilled, and it is very stiff, because it can't completely trap Ling Feng. Yes! Yu Bing faced Ling Feng. There is neither anger nor hatred in his heart, so naturally he can't control the knife of anger and hatred, but he is afraid that his 'sorrow' at this time is also born because of this, and the sorrow comes out of the sorrow knife......"

Situ Shenjian suddenly smiled "hehe", "I'm sure that Yu Bing's killing move is still an angry knife!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Han Yubing take a step to the left, shouting, and swept away the sorrowful atmosphere, as if the cold wind in late autumn was blowing away the thick wet fog, and the thunderous knife slashed towards Zhou Lingfeng.

Zhou Lingfeng calmly watched Han Yubing take out the knife, as if he was seriously considering how to crack this move, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

But at this moment, a figure flashed in front of Zhou Lingfeng, slapped his palms at Han Yubing, and the latter's indomitable sword qi also slashed at the comer.

Han Yubing took a big step back with his palm, but it was the host Master Huaisheng who grabbed it, he was hit by Han Yubing's sword qi, and he also took a half step back.

"Amitabha," Huaisheng clasped his palms together, "the poor monk saw that Master Han's murderous spirit was too strong, and his internal force leaked out, as if he had the intention of never returning." A few days ago, Shi Lin, a subordinate of my Shaolin sect, seems to have been killed by a similar knife technique, I don't know if the donor knows a thing or two?"

Zhou Lingfeng was stunned when he heard this, took two steps forward, and stood between Han Yubing and Huaisheng, Xiao Fei knew that he was afraid that Han Yubing would hurt Huaisheng by making a mistake, so it would be a little troublesome. However, in the eyes of outsiders, it seems that Zhou Lingfeng is protecting Han Yubing.

"What a shrewd monk," Situ Shenjian said with a smile, "I just don't know how Ling Feng took that knife just now?"

"Well, doesn't he have sisal in his hands? ”

"No, I mean, will Ling Feng force this move without using his hands?" Situ Shenjian corrected.

"Well...... I guess Ling Feng may have used the 'Linglong Stone', this guy's wrist strength is not small. Xiao Fei smiled.

On the stage, Han Yubing pondered for a moment and said the answer that everyone wanted to know, "It's me." ”

When Situ Shenjian heard this, he covered his face with his right hand, "Hey, sixth brother!" As if he saw Han Yubing's blood splattered on the spot.

Xiao Fei raised his head and poured a glass of wine, "Simple! happy!" and Zhou Lingfeng on the stage couldn't help but touch the wine gourd on his waist.

Huaisheng raised his eyebrows: "The donor is the 'midnight bat'?"

"Exactly!"

"That Shahai Gang Fan Shi ......"

"It's also the same thing!"

Han Yubing's simple three-sentence answer, but only a dozen words, has already stirred up a thousand waves on the spot. "Kill him!" "Kill him!" The crowd in the audience roared angrily, but four or five white-robed young men knelt down in front of Huaisheng, "Please master administer justice for my master (uncle)!"

"Amitabha, sin, sin!" Huaisheng sighed with his palms together.

"Does the master think it's a sin?" Han Yu asked coldly.

"Could it be that Master Han Shi has any other words?"

Han Yubing didn't answer directly: "Do you remember the Lu family tragedy thirteen years ago?"

Zhou Lingfeng stuffed the wine gourd with a stopper and said, "Qinglong Dart Bureau, Lu Yunlong, a family of eighteen was slaughtered overnight. ”

Han Yubing sneered: "This is what your disciple Shi Lin did, doesn't the master think it's a 'sin'?"

"What credentials does the donor have?"

"Originally, there were two witnesses, the older one was called Lu Hai, who was Lu Yunlong's second son, and he invited a master to help him go to Shaolin Temple to take revenge, but he was killed by this master before he arrived in Shaolin. This master is Fan Budo, Fan Daxia previously received eight hundred taels of silver from Lu Hai, and after killing someone, he got two thousand taels for nothing. ”

"You're talking nonsense!" several disciples of the Shahai Gang were already furious.

"Listening to the donor, there is still no evidence. ”

"Lu Yunlong's youngest son, who was only six years old at the time, was still in the world, if he could come out to testify, he would naturally be true to what he said. ”

"Then, where is this Lu Shi now?" asked Huai Sheng again.

Han Yubing clenched his fists and said, "Master Tonghui, haven't you come out to say a fair word for Han?"