In the bamboo hut, a person immediately rushed out.

The man was wearing a black robe, and his black clothes were fluttering, revealing an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

In the blink of an eye, that person had already come to Song Zhong.

"Definitely. ”

The man stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and between the index finger and the middle finger, there was an inexplicable invisible force that sealed Song Zhong's sword.

Then, the man gently clamped Song Zhong's blood-colored sword with his index and middle fingers.

The sword of the end of the Song Dynasty can no longer advance an inch.

Suddenly, Song Zhong's hairs exploded again.

His sword, like slashing cotton, instantly lost its attack power.

And the next moment, he wanted to withdraw the sword, but found that the other party's two fingers were very strong, clamping the sword body, no matter how hard he tried, the sword did not move.

Song Zhong's eyes widened, he couldn't imagine that he was so strong.

His martial arts in front of the other party are simply like a child's play, not worth mentioning.

"Defeat!"

The man spoke indifferently, and with a slight wave of his right hand, a huge amount of power surged out.

There was a pair of invisible big hands in the air, pushing Song Zhong away.

Song Zhong had no way to resist at all.

"Wow..."

He took several steps back in a row until the fat man stretched out his hand and stopped Song Zhong's body.

Song Zhong's face was full of horror.

Master!

It's definitely a terrifying existence than a first-class master!

Even if he is a first-class master, Song Zhong has the confidence to force the other party to dodge.

But the man in front of him didn't hide or dodge, he looked like a strong man.

Which master of the Holy Religion is he?

Could it be that he is one of the four heavenly kings, the Phantom Night Qin King-Ji Ruye?

The Phantom Night Qin King Ji is like a night, known as the first beautiful man in the Wuji Holy Sect, who likes the qin and never leaves his body.

The music played by the harp can paralyze the enemy.

Not only that, but his music can kill!

Legend has it that after listening to the Phantom Night Piano King Ji Ru Night Playing the Piano, they all bled and died violently.

Song Zhong looked up and down, the man in front of him was only in his early forties, the man's appearance was not the best in the world, he was only one point more handsome than him, and he really couldn't be called the most beautiful man in the Wuji Holy Sect.

Could it be that this person is the Taixiao Cloud Sword in the left and right protectors of the Dharma - Ren Wuya?

The Wuji Holy Sect has two protectors, four heavenly kings.

Among them, the right protector Ren Wuyan's sword technique is superb, and there are few opponents in the world.

As the right protector of the Wuji Holy Sect, Ren Wuya not only has the strength of a grandmaster, but also has an unusually ferocious means.

Ren Wuya's name frightened everyone in the world.

is also a swordsman, Song Zhong is looking forward to meeting the swordsman master Ren Wuya.

Therefore, Song finally kept Ren Wuya's dress in his heart and could never forget it.

It is said that this Ren Wuya likes to wear green clothes, and carries a black folding fan and a sword wrapped in cloth.

Ren Wuyan's sword never comes out of its sheath, and when it comes out of its sheath, it will surely kill.

And on this person's body, there is no black folding fan, let alone an unsheathed sword.

Some were just dressed in simple black robes.

There was not even a trim on his black robe.

It's not at all like the costumes of the other halls.

You must know that the entrance of the five halls has its own special pattern.

The black robe in the burial hall is embroidered with white edges.

The black robe of the Qinglong Hall is embroidered with the green dragon.

The black robe of the White Tiger Hall is embroidered with a white tiger.

The black robe of the Xuanwu Hall is embroidered with Xuanwu.

The black robe of Suzaku Hall is embroidered with Suzaku.

And the four heavenly kings of the Wuji Holy Sect had black robes embroidered with gold edges.

The man's black robe completely avoided all reference answers.

Song couldn't guess who he was.

The Wuji Holy Sect is very large, and there are many disciples, and there are many people he has never seen.

Even if it was Xiao Yiwen, the hall master who entered the funeral hall, the number of times he had seen it was only a palm.

The man looked elegant and easy-going, and there was a sense of indisputability in him.

It's weird, he really doesn't remember this person.

Faced with Song Zhong's rudeness, the black-robed man frowned, but he didn't blame.

The fat man had a serious face, the strength of this black-robed man was beyond his imagination.

The fat man is in the Wuji Holy Sect, and the masters he has seen are none other than Xiao Yiwen, Shan Xiongxing and the like.

However, whether it is Xiao Yiwen or Shan Xiongxing, they are definitely not the opponents of the people in front of them.

The fat man had no doubt that if the person in front of him made a full move, even if a hundred Xiao Yiwen were combined, they would not be able to cause him the slightest damage.

It's too strong.

It's really too strong.

In the face of the black-robed man, the fat man had no intention of resisting at all.

And Song Zhong still dared to make a move on him!

Otherwise, how can you say that Song Zhongyi is bold?

"Hahaha, have you suffered a loss? You guy, you dare to shoot in the face of anyone, you are really not afraid of death, you are so rude, why don't you quickly apologize to others?"

Mo Xiaoxuan stood at the door of the bamboo house, dressed in white and snow, lining her skin even fairer and redder.

The breeze turned into a prodigal son and quietly lifted her dress, but this heroic heroine didn't care.

Song Zhong took a deep breath, hugged his fists and said: "The juniors are not sensible, please don't be angry." ”

The fat man immediately echoed: "Senior, don't pay attention to him, he is stupid in practice, and his head has a pit, so he will go crazy and shoot at you, you have a lot of adults, don't be like him." ”

The black-robed man's face remained unchanged and he nodded slightly.

On the contrary, Mo Xiaoxuan outside the house laughed out loud.

The black-robed man turned around and walked into the bamboo house.

"Come in and sit. Mo Xiaoxuan beckoned to Song Zhong and the others.

Song Zhong and the fat man glanced at each other and nodded.

.........

.........

The fine green tea is soaked in the hot water, and the leaves gradually unfold, and then a fresh fragrance permeates the bamboo house.

In the bamboo house, next to a table made of bamboo, Mo Xiaoxuan, Song Zhong, Wang Cheng and the black-robed man were all seated.

Everyone has a cup of tea in front of them.

But no one had the heart to drink this tea.

Song Zhong was preoccupied, and the expressions on his face were all expressed.

The black-robed man refused to leave, disrupting his plans.

The black-robed man was present, how could he say about the assassination of Shan Xiongxing?

The fat man was also worried about this, and a pair of small eyes looked at the black-robed man from time to time.

The black-robed man didn't speak, just stared at Mo Xiaoxuan in a daze.

And Mo Xiaoxuan looked at the sword behind Song Zhong.

When Song Zhong took out the sword just now, she saw it clearly, the sword was a strange blood red, and she could vaguely feel the killing intent.

She had never seen such a sword before, and her curiosity was intense.

The four of them had different thoughts, and none of them spoke.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoxuan asked, "Hey, didn't you say that you have something important to discuss with me?"

Song Zhong was helpless, and his eyes glanced at the black-robed man.

Mo Xiaoxuan suddenly realized, and winked at the black-robed man.

Then, she said, "It's okay, he's his own person, not his own person, can I let him sit down? ”

Mo Xiaoxuan was very generous, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she gave Song Zhong another home.

In fact, she is not generous, mainly because Song Zhong is particularly in line with her appetite, she thinks that Song Zhong is very suitable for making friends, so she is so generous to Song Zhong.

She held up her teacup and savored it.

Song Zhong and the fat man looked at each other and nodded in affirmation.

So, Song Zhong looked at Mo Xiaoxuan with his eyes, but Yu Guang looked at the black-robed man, and said softly: "I'm going to kill Shan Xiongxing." ”

"Poof!"