The flood is overwhelming, so that many women who are helpless in the drunken fairy building have nowhere to hide, and can only find a place to stand on the heights, Xianjiang County is built by the water, and there is no shortage of people with good water performance, but under this flood, they can only barely rely on high-rise buildings to protect themselves.

But as the heavy rain continued, the drunken fairy building that stood alone gradually became like a tired egg. Among them, the famous Tian Tian girl was pushed by the woman in the building at this time, and the high-rise buildings that did not cover a wide area have long been shoulder to shoulder, where is there a place for this gentle Tian Tian girl?

At this time, the elder Wang of He Fuzhong hurried to the middle hall, and said to He Qiming: "Lord Qiyu, the lower places on the south bank have been ravaged by floods, and it seems that the trend has not stopped, but has intensified. Even when it comes to this kind of important matter, this old man, who has never been revealed, only has an indifferent expression.

He Qiming, who was about to make friends with the man with the sword, was interrupted by this news and continued to eat and drink, and hurriedly said to everyone: "The dam has burst, and now the shower is coming, you have a short rest in the house, I want to rush to the river bank to see how the south bank is now." ”

How could the group sit still? They all left the wine table and went out of the house. Because of the urgency of the situation, He Qiming did not let the little guy take an umbrella and walk away as usual. Instead, they took the lead, and everyone followed.

After walking 500 steps, as soon as I reached the riverbank, I saw two familiar people. One is a man in white, looking at the north bank with his eyebrows and eyes locked, and he is in a trance, this person is the man in white that the group saw in the upper reaches of the Xianjiang River that day. At that time, the man was alone along the river to watch the water situation, but he did not attract too much attention from the group. Not far away, there was a man who was stained beyond recognition by the mud, and the little doctor looked carefully and looked at it, and barely recognized that he was the man who went to the drunken fairy building last night and said loudly, "Miss Tian Tian, don't pick up guests tonight!", but then he seemed to have been beaten unconscious and fell miserably in the rain.

He Qizhu, who had been watching from the high place for a long time, saw his eldest brother rushing over, and saluted: "Big brother, don't come unharmed, Qizhu is ashamed, he is not good at knowing people, he appointed some indiscriminate stonemasons, and he was blind to let him take charge of the dam alone." Now the flood is more turbulent than in previous years, the Xianjiang River, which is a tributary of the Yangtze River, is more than the mainstream, and the water potential is surpassing, big brother, can you do it?"

As he spoke, a subordinate in He Mansion came with an oil-paper umbrella, why Qiming held an umbrella to avoid the rain.

He Qiming was originally a concubine and didn't have much affection, there were hundreds of people in He Mansion, the incense was prosperous, and if his father's concubines joined forces, they could rebuild another "Drunken Immortal Building" on the north bank, so there were dozens of concubines. It was only when his father died, and everyone mourned together, that he recognized these people one by one.

However, among these people of the same generation, only He Qizhu is the most in He Qiming's eyes, just because when he was not in charge of the family and was still a big man, He Qizhu, who was born lowly, would not learn from other favorite concubines and disciples to see the wind and steer, and pretend to be polite to himself.

But in fact, He Qizhu, who came from a partial house, had the qualifications to call the board, because he was so different from people and couldn't do anything, but at that time, he was often beaten by his instigated family. When He Qiming took charge of the family later, he looked at the many siblings who looked submissive, and he suddenly felt bored in his heart, but it was He Qizhu who had not fought with others since he was a child that made him have a little more brotherhood. This is also why after he took charge of the house, He Qizhu wanted to set up another door, and he still gave He Qizhu a lifetime of money without worrying about food and clothing.

But if this can offset the dignity and humility, it is too simple. He Qiming waved his hand to He Qizhu, knowing that there were some things, and it was good to know it, he looked at Shi Yishui, who was embarrassed now, and did not speak.

Even if He Qizhu really knew that he had done something about his dam repair, he didn't have the ability to make a fuss about it. However, the river was far more turbulent than he expected, but he still did not mess up, but said fearlessly: "Now I can only order people to go out to save the people, so that the people on the south bank can have a glimmer of life." Then he ordered Wang Lao, who had been following him closely: "Let the fishermen of my He family go out to the north shore by boat, and then cross the iron cable and block the river with boats." Then he ordered the good water to save the people to the boat. ”

The old man looked at the two brothers meaningfully, and when he heard He Qiming's order, his face was a little embarrassed, and he said: "The flood is monstrous, even if the boat and the iron cable are connected, it may be all damaged, and it will be wiped out in an instant. ”

He Qiming suddenly waved his sleeves and said solemnly: "Do as I say!"

The little doctor suddenly felt that He Qiming was very different from the eldest prince in Suping City, and it was the first time he had seen a noble disciple who could think about the people like this. Lu Wenping shook his head silently, this method is too clumsy, and it is just a posture. Now no one knows when the showers will stop, and the situation of 100,000 people is urgent, but they have made a faint move.

He Qiming looked at the surging river, and there was a hint of ridicule on his lips, "If the 300-zhang iron cable crosses the river, how can it be done overnight to connect the boats? If it really comes to that point, eighty percent of the north shore is already a sea of suffering, and naturally there is no need to save it. But on the surface, we still have to do it for the people to see, otherwise it will seem that the He family has done nothing.

In the distance, He Qizhu showed a sneer that was not easy to detect, and Shi Yishui was full of sadness. And because the tide was surging and roaring, they couldn't hear that on the other side of the river, there was a woman caressing the piano with her hands at the Zuixian Tower.

Tian Tian, who often suffers from white eyes, is not having a good time now, because the high place of the building is occupied by the women who are shrewd in the world on weekdays in the drunken fairy building, and the men who usually have an affair with them also remember an old relationship, and they also help a little when the situation is critical.

And now looking at the surging river, the Tian Tian girl who had been waiting here was like ashes, and she knew that some things might not go as she wished. So he consigned to a low-lying attic and played the suqin.

Shi Yishui looked at the crumbling appearance of Zuixianglou from a distance, and his face turned pale. And He Qizhu looked at him indifferently and asked, "Is this silver at ease?" without the slightest grief just now.

Then He Qizhu said coldly to He Qiming: "Big brother, you originally had the opportunity to keep the He family's foundation, but now you have no chance." Looking at He Qiming's puzzled expression, He Qizhu continued: "Originally, I built a bridge and repaired the dam, if you don't intervene in it, I think the He family will have a good result." Just now, you actually came to this step of the field, and you still don't want to sincerely help the people, your heart can be punished!"

He Qiming, who didn't care about He Qizhu in the distance, was a little puzzled, and didn't know why his younger brother suddenly said these words without a beginning or an end, chuckled lightly, and asked, "What do you mean by this?

"He Qiming, if you can't see that it is imperative for the Mo country to hold the luck in hand, then it is a little too stupid. I built the dam and the 300-zhang stone arch bridge, which was originally to give you the opportunity to repay the kindness you had when you were in charge. He Qizhu looked at the surging river, and suddenly regretted: "But you still have to do something about this dam, that is, to inform the Moguo court that you are determined to be in charge of the Xianjiang River alone." ”

He Qiming looked at He Qizhu, who had complicated emotions, and smiled playfully: "If I do my hands, how will the people in the DPRK know?"

Suddenly, a tide rose on the south bank, washing away the drunken immortal building on the south bank to the point of only broken walls. There are also men who can barely save themselves, but the Fengyue women in the building are all washed into the river. There is a woman, when she was sinking into the river, she was still holding the Suqin in her hand, but the corners of her mouth were full of smiles, so she should have walked out of the Drunken Immortal Building.

Shi Yishui saw the scene of the collapse of the Drunken Immortal Building, and immediately sat down on the ground. muttered: "The dam collapsed, the Drunken Immortal Building fell, Tian Tian, you have to live, I must let you walk out of the Drunken Immortal Building openly..."

The current scene made everyone jaw-dropping. He Qizhu looked at the stubborn eldest brother, and said coldly: "Do you really think that you can find an old man from Jiuzhong Mountain in Xianjiang County to take care of your home and care for you for no reason?" He Qizhu said, Wang Lao didn't know when, appeared next to He Qizhu, and saluted He Qiming from afar.

The Mexican court is not thin on the rivers and lakes of Mexico, and someone will always return the favor of giving swords to the rivers and lakes. Moreover, there are not a few Jianghu sects that are in the same breath as the imperial court, and it is easy to pinch a rotten wood old man from the Nine Mountains.

He Qizhu looked at He Qiming, and said without the slightest emotion: "Every inch of land in the Mexican country is in the hands of the man sitting on the dragon chair, and it is not something that you and I can control." Do you think that the imperial court is afraid that we will not be able to lose the He family? The imperial court is afraid of leaving a pretext for the people of the city and the group of old ministers who are colluding with you behind your back! Now the north bank will be ravaged by this raging flood, and because you have manipulated the dam, the people have been plunged into water and fire. After the people and the old ministers in Xianjiang County learn the truth, you will lose all of your two dependences, and the court will be able to attack our He family without hindrance. If you ask me to build the dam, even if the He family will collapse, it will not collapse as it does today. ”

Building bridges and dams is a plan, it is deliberately set up by someone in the court, let He Qizhu build a bridge and build a dam, if it is done, He Qiming did not get in the way, so let He Qizhu build a bridge and build a dam in the name of filial piety and honesty, when the official and commercial fortune He family in the hand, but in this way the people in the court can intervene in it, and gradually change the Xianjiang Caoyun to the owner. If He Qiming made a hindrance from it, and then in the event of a flood, the bridge and dam were damaged and the people were affected, he took advantage of the people's voice to control the Xianjiang River transportation completely. And Wang Lao is the person who was sent by the imperial court to wait and see what happens.

Wang Lao chose people for He Qizhu, and if he lived or died, he would want Shi Yishui to be the bearer of the bull's ear among the stonemasons. He Qizhu was puzzled at first, and even felt that if this stonemason with a dismal business was fully controlled, maybe the dam would only be in vain. But when he talked with Shi Yishui about his wine and talked to each other about his aspirations, he learned that Shi Yishui had a wish to build a dam upstream when he was a child in his life. Therefore, he did not hesitate to look for stones and watch the water potential. Later, there was another wish, that is, to build a 300-zhang stone bridge on the north and south banks, so that people could come and go at will without asking about the water potential. At that time, He Qizhu was impressed by Shi Yishui, and he thought about building a magnificent stone bridge for Xianjiang County at that time. Therefore, even if he is poor, he is willing to give Shi Yishui the remaining three hundred taels of silver as wages, and he is unwilling to treat him badly. Now He Qizhu looked at the embarrassed Shi Yishui in front of him, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

Sure enough, the chess pieces are chess pieces, and there is a reason why Wang Lao chose him.

He Qizhu didn't know whether he thought of Shi Yishui's ambition to build bridges when Takeshita talked freely in the past, or wanted to give this stonemason who built the January stone bridge and dam with him a chance to ask his heart. Slowly walked to Shi Yishui and squatted down, pointed to the south bank of the Xianjiang River, and asked, "Now, I will give you another chance to build a stone bridge and a dam, are you willing?"

Shi Yishui, who had long regretted his mistakes, watched the waves rolling on the north bank of the Xianjiang River, slapped himself a few times, trying to empty the decadence, and then looked at He Qizhu with bloodshot eyes, and said in a straight voice: "I am willing to serve with death." "He is not afraid of this monstrous river, even if he dies? There are some things that he is wrong, and he has to do it again. The world says that the mirror is reunited, but who has ever seen the broken mirror reunited? If this bridge is not built, how can we deal with ourselves in this life?

The little doctor looked at the tide on the other side of the river and said to the second master: "Didn't you say that you can intercept the river with one sword? Why don't you intercept the river now?" The little doctor, who has always felt that the second master is omnipotent, looked at the people on the other side of the river and couldn't help but say.

The second boss was noncommittal, only Wang Jingdao scolded: "Stinky boy, are you talking nonsense again! Wang Jingdao, who was already an eight-fold mountain, naturally knew that even if the second master really had the ability to intercept the river with a sword, if he forcibly blocked the surging river, although there was a glimmer of hope, it would be tantamount to destroying his foundation.

Seeing that the second master did not answer, the little doctor seemed to be a little angry, and even asked: "My master said that no matter where you go, you must not forget the benevolence and benevolence of the doctor, and you cannot stand by and watch when you encounter difficulties." Do you always tell me that you can use the sword freely, and if you don't use the sword when you encounter problems, you are at ease?"

Rolling Xianjiang, suddenly reminded the man with the sword that many years ago, in the land of Gyeonggi in the Mexican country, there is a Qingling pool between pavilions and pavilions, which is rumored to be where the cultural context of the Moguo country is, the pond water is three feet high in the day and three feet in the night, and so on. The pond water is endless, then the cultural context of the Mexican country is endless! And he often sees his father playing against a national player in the Mexican country, the friendship between the two gentlemen, it is as light as water, whenever the game is played, the pool water must be sparkling, the catkins are hanging shadows, and the sky is clear. And once, his father played against the national player, but it suddenly rained heavily, and it is now surging. At that time, Liu Nanfeng, who came from a scholarly family, had just carried a sword, and every time he learned a move and a sword, he had to run to show off to his father. And when he arrived at the pavilion ten steps away, he heard the national hand, who had been silent, ask his father.

"For a long time, when you and I play chess, the sky is clear, why is it raining hard today, can I ask if it is a bad thing or a good thing?"

"It's changeable, capricious, and it's just normal in the world. ”

"It's unpredictable, but there are always signs to be seen, and it's always good to go out and get yourself an umbrella. ”

"It is better to hold an umbrella for yourself than to hold an umbrella for the country..."

I also remembered that I practiced swords, it can be said that holding a sword is a step by step, the way of the sword is vertical and horizontal, and no one of my peers in Mexico dares to call out. Even the Dao of Pure Nature, which is incomparable to the Dao of the Great Youdong Heaven, can also talk in a dashing manner, and the 30,000 Qingfeng of the Sword Village in the Clouds, he doesn't want which one he wants? Why do you need to be given by others? It can be said that Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars to 90,000 miles.

At that time, there were major sects that called it immortal, and the swordsmanship was already at its peak, and the sword intent was even more unbeatable. Even now, when he thinks of the original Xuanhe Wuliangmen, he was beheaded by the whole door except for his own travel, and then because of the hints that his father had given him intentionally or unintentionally, he was uneasy. So far away that he went to the border,

The man with the sword turned to look at the little doctor with a smile. Suddenly, the momentum was like a rainbow, and he said freely: "Stupid doctor, what I teach you will never be worse than what your medical master handed over!"

When I draw out the sword, I am at ease! Feihong steps on the slush and leaves no traces of snow. If you can't draw a sword, so what?

Rolling the Xianjiang, suddenly a closed sheath sword crossed the river, and the sword qi swam in the water! The water upstream was difficult to go down, and the tide jumped up layer by layer, but it was locked in the Xianjiang River by an inexplicable force.

Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles. If the wind stops, it can still be dusted but the water is clear!

The man with the sword said angrily to He Qizhu: "You only have three days to build the dam, can you do it?"

And the people who were originally on both sides of the Xianjiang River, looking at the hundred zhang tide that greeted them, were sincerely afraid, and what made them unforgettable for the rest of their lives was that a man stepped into the air and stood on the river with a sword. Standing alone in the void, the sword qi is all over the sky!

Zhong Liyu was a little shocked when she looked at this scene from the side, did this person on the river want to exhaust all his natal sword qi in one go? This made her inevitably suspicious, she had heard the rumors of Liu Nanfeng in the rivers and lakes, but as for the Liu family, in the land of Gyeonggi in the Mexican country, most of them kept their mouths shut, and the only news that everyone knew was that the Liu family of the Mexican country was impeached by hundreds of loyal ministers of the court and the central government because of their involvement in the dictatorship of the party and bullying the king, so that the nine clans of the Liu family who were originally calling for wind and rain in the land of Gyeonggi were all destroyed.

The Liu family, which has been criticized by the world and written in history, can also produce such a swordsman who sacrifices his life for the people?

And the world says that Liu Nanfeng is a swordsmanship, in and out of the palace, such as entering the realm of no one, so he is not afraid of the imperial court, at that time did not stab down with a sword, because he was afraid that his martial arts would be suppressed by the national fortune, so he did not dare to kill the emperor with a sword. But because Zhong Liyu is from a martial arts sect in the Mo Kingdom, he can also hear some other secret things. Liu Nanfeng was born on the same day as the current emperor, and was given the word Nanfeng by the emperor, and then some old ministers in the court made a fuss about it, and under the persuasion of the sobbing water, he moved out of the name of the first emperor, if he was killed, the first emperor Jiuquan was uneasy, so that the emperor of this dynasty did not rush to kill.

The current scene makes this little girl have doubts about both of these statements, if Liu Nanfeng really fancies the foundation of Wuyun Avenue, how can he stop the river alone today.

If it is the latter, the emperor is willing to take the past and let Liu Nanfeng go, but Liu Nanfeng was defeated by the imperial forbidden army and had to leave the country in embarrassment. Isn't that contrary to the rumored character of Liu Nanfeng's happy life?

Xiao Nizi thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of how the Liu family, which shook the government and the opposition in the past, fell apart, and why Liu Nanfeng couldn't pull out his sword now.

Wang Jingdao looked at the scene in front of him, worried, turned around and scolded the little doctor angrily: "The second master taught you to practice swords, if he makes any mistakes, you stupid doctor will accompany you!" Wang Jingdao is indeed a straight man, and he is often scolded by the second master as a tendon. I can't say anything big about it, but in his life, he has no home everywhere and is a coward. He has a home of his own in his heart, which is Sanli Shanzhai Jianghu. And there is only one sibling, that is, the second master. Now the family is gone, and there is only one relative in the second family.

Lu Wenping was no longer here, but followed Shi Yishui and He Qizhu and his party to the river, standing on the ravines in the water that the two masters and one sword were open. Lu Wenping, who has been well-read since he was a child, has a deep understanding of everything in simple terms, so he helped Shi Yishui distribute the people who built the bridge, and then built the ground, laid the foundation, and worked tirelessly to do things for them.

Xianjiang County was able to keep them safe and sound because there were men with swords to block the river. However, the people here did not flee by the chaos, and a swordsman dared to fight for his life on the river, so how could the people of Xianjiang who had their families here have any reason to leave? These people of Xianjiang County, who have been influenced by Confucianism in Mexico for generations, have not forgotten the comment that "the country of Mexico attaches great importance to literature and etiquette, and Xianjiang is the leader."

The people of Manjun, because the downstream returned to calm, stood in the ravine opened up by the swordsman, obeyed He Qizhu's dispatch in an orderly manner, and more than 10,000 people worked day and night to build a dam in this river.

In just two and a half days, a dam rose from the ground! And the man with the sword who was standing alone in the Xianjiang River, the moment the dam was built, the sword qi dissipated in an instant, and then the original essence seemed to be a spider's web, shattered. Suddenly fell on the river dam, and the Feihong Sword fell from the sky and stuck on the dam.

This situation inevitably made the little doctor panic, since he had seen the second master, he had never seen the slightest side of the second master, even if he was injured in Sanlilu at that time, he was easy to take medicine every time. At this time, he hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to help the second master get up, but was pushed away by Wang Jingdao's palm.

Wang Jingdao looked at the second master who was bleeding from the seven orifices, and did not speak, nor did he speak ill of the little doctor. Just carrying the second master on his back, this rough man who usually obeys the words of the second master actually scolded the second master: "Just to teach this stupid doctor to practice swords? Is it worth it? He said that he is benevolent and benevolent, we are mountain bandits, you always have that ordinary chivalrous heart." What are you doing with this heart to help the world and the people? The four countries are tens of thousands of people, is it possible that if we encounter some natural and man-made disasters, we will all have to spare our lives to save them? Then your life is too worthless. Let's eat good meat, drink good wine and live happily, other people's affairs, we will not stand idly by as much as we can, but if we can't do it, why care?"

The muscles and bones were hit hard, and the man with the sword with the broken element lay on the thick shoulders of the rough man and smiled......

The little doctor looked at the second master with a weak breath, and suddenly a strong thought came out of his mind, and even he couldn't believe it.

What he suddenly thought was that even the people of the entire Xianjiang County were not as important to him as the second leader. If he can be re-elected, he wants to be safe and sound.

At this time, there was an old man like a ghost, who climbed the high dam and couldn't help but say that he wanted to completely kill the dying man with the sword with one palm. The rough man was swept away by this sudden murderous aura, and his eyes were full of anger. He didn't care why the old man in front of him made a move, but Wang Jingdao, who was already angry, didn't kill this person!

"You're looking for death!" Wang Jingdao held a knife to stop this palm, and stood on top of the dam, surrounded by the river surging, but it could not contain his astonishing anger.

The withered old man was shocked by the rough man who was as strong as a mammoth, and stepped back. Wang Jingdao took advantage of this gap and put the second master firmly on the river dam, and then drew his knife and stood up.

"It's nothing more than brute force, can you stop me from taking his life?" The old man saw that the rough man was furious, so he spent his time teasing him. Just now I saw the Feihong sword that was once famous in the world, and then looked at the man with the sword who had the ability to block the river, it was not difficult to guess that this was Liu Nanfeng, the person who wanted to pass on the head of the rivers and lakes of the Mo country. At this time, it was an excellent time for Liu Nanfeng's origin to be shattered, how could this Jiuzhong Mountain expert from the sect of the Mo Dynasty let him slip away? After all, he killed Liu Nanfeng, but in the position of the sect, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was even promoted to the third level, and he may also be added to the rank by the emperor, how can this kind of business not be done?

Wang Jingdao looked at the withered old man who changed his position in an instant, and reprimanded: "I'm worried that no one will kill you, so you stretch your neck!"

After a few moves, he figured out the reality of the rough man, but it was only Yaeyama, and there was nothing to be afraid of. You must know that although you are dying, you are already a person from the Nine Mountains.

Nine Mountains and Ten Thousand Gates, it's not just talking, the martial arts are heavy, and they can be more thorough than the officials in the temple who are one level higher than crushing people to death. I am a mountain higher than you, but in fact, I have broken through many passes more than you.

The old man exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then swung his fist to attack, and the surrounding fist wind hunted and punished. And Wang Jing's knife suddenly moved like thunder, which made the old man never expect that while the rough man's strength was amazing, he was also as agile as an ape.

In the past, the grass fell three miles of road, and Wang Jingdao, who was originally an ordinary five-fold mountain, was a heavy mountain a year because of the guidance of the two masters, and now the martial arts of the eight-fold mountain are not the same. This is also the reason why Wang Jingdao can see how serious the injuries of the second master are.

But after two hundred moves, Wang Jingdao gradually became powerless, he felt that the old man in front of him seemed to deliberately avoid fighting with him, his strength was like hitting cotton, there was no way to start, but wasted physical strength.

"Didn't you strike first? Now you are afraid of your hands and feet, dodging and dodging?" Wang Jingdao stood with his knife raised, spat out, and said disdainfully.

The withered old man, who had already been secretly surprised, couldn't imagine that the rough man would actually make two hundred moves, and his moves were sharp and decisive, and now he was beginning to have a tendency to exhaust, and he couldn't help but be a little frightened. But he still didn't think about it on the surface: "It's just a body of strength, and there are occasional tricks in the moves, but I don't know why you always have to win with strength, and now it's the end of the strong crossbow, see how you continue to stop me from taking Liu Nanfeng's life!" In this Xianjiang County, which is heavy on civil etiquette, even if it turns upside down, it can't turn out another master.

Immediately, the withered old man who had a good grasp of the battle situation did not let the rough man with poor donkey skills breathe for a moment, but punched to win. This old man who practices boxing, the boxing technique is not good at many tricks, and the focus is on killing the enemy. Strive to win with one move. And the rough man was already a little out of his strength, and he was beaten into the river by this punch.

Just as the old man was about to walk to the side of the sword-bearer and take his head, a young sword-wielder stopped in front of him.

Drawing his sword and standing, there was less fortitude in his eyes, and he said to the withered old man: "If you want to kill him, ask my sword first!"

The old man looked at the young man in front of him, and laughed loudly, the young man in front of him with thin sword qi actually wanted to use his mantis arm as a car, as long as an insider saw it, he would feel smiling and generous. But the old man was not in a hurry, the old man, who had already seen all the ups and downs, suddenly met such a young man who did not know the height of the sky, and he was always a little curious, so he playfully punched out. The immature sword-wielding boy was stirred and tumbled by an inexplicable coercion, rolling ten feet away on the dam, and his body was covered in bruises from the rubbing of the boulder.

At this time, the people of Xianjiang County were initially surprised by the immortal skills of the rough man and the withered old man, and they were silent. Now seeing that this strange withered old man punched the sword-wielding young man away, and wanted to take the life of the sword man, he couldn't help but complain. This man with a sword was the one who held a sword to block the river for them just now.

Seeing the current situation, there is no need to dwell on it, and wants to solve it quickly. But he didn't expect the young man to crawl from the ground, just like he was holding a sword just now, blocking in front of the withered old man. The withered old man looked at the sword in the swordsman's hand. Suddenly realized: "I see, is it the remnant sword qi of this sword that blocked a move for you?" After all, even if he strikes at will, even if he strikes at will, this kind of floating thing can stop it. Although he still doesn't know why this sword has a trace of heavenly sword qi, the old man did not break the casserole to ask the end, and he was bound to fight quickly.

"I won't be entangled with you anymore!" Suddenly, the old man rose in momentum, and threw a punch, the river rolled, and his punch not only took the life of the young man but also the life of Liu Nanfeng lying behind him.

Lu Wenping was already at a loss, he was not the material for learning swords, there was no difference between picking up a sword and not holding a sword, except for bragging to the little doctor about a little "peerless cheats" that he asked around, there would be no more, and it was impossible for him to let the little doctor and the second master save the day at this time. Now at this life-and-death juncture, there is a sad look on his face.

Just when the fist was about to raze the place where the little doctor and the second master were located. Six of them flew into the air, and then cut off all the phalanges of the withered old man's right fist.

The little doctor turned his head a little at a loss, only to see Zhong Liyu's solemn expression. Then he pouted to himself and said impatiently: "I should repay you for picking banana leaves for me to cover the rain." ”

Then he looked at the withered old man in front of him who had broken the bone finger of his right hand, and said coldly: "I will break your hands today, and I will never hurt you more, and I will not hurt you more!"

I have six knives, and I have passed the 10,000 level!