Let's say that everyone followed the voice, saw an ugly man, and then heard about this humanity!

"Just let your kid talk about it here, can't you let grandpa give you a lesson or two?" The person who spoke was the strangely dressed man, and he couldn't tell his age.

Feng Qian was already furious, and when he shouted, he said, "Looking for death~~" At that moment, he jumped forward, the sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and he used a trick to explore the flowers of pear rain, and stabbed straight at the other party!

Bashan swordsmanship is the founding patriarch Ye Guiyi in the Yangtze River, the peak of the cloud peak enlightenment, pay attention to lightness, agility, the realm of the unity of man and sword!

When Feng Qian used this move, his swordsmanship was as fast as an electric gallop, and the blade of the sword was like countless ice picks rushing towards the opponent. Everyone was amazed, Feng Qian's Bashan swordsmanship was exquisite, and even his master Liu Chongyun was satisfied at this time!

Who knew that under the dense blade of the sword, the man's body moved left and right, stabbing him like a ghost, Feng Qian stabbed him a few more times and still missed, so he was anxious, and sweat beaded down his forehead.

At the moment, he held his breath and retracted his sword and stopped attacking, the man took advantage of the situation and stretched out his five fingers to grab Feng Qian's wrist, but he heard a few snapping sounds~ But he saw that Feng Qian's face was red and swollen, and he had been slapped dozens of times in a moment, and Feng Qian felt dizzy. The speed of that person's body method was staggering, and everyone present was stunned!

Feng Qian hadn't reacted yet, only to feel a sharp pain on his face like fire, and he only felt that the other party was highly poisonous in his heart, so he swung his sword and slashed like crazy!

When Liu Chongyun saw his lover acting like crazy, he felt embarrassed, and shouted: "Qian'er is so vulnerable, don't retreat quickly!"

Liu Chongyun has been wandering the rivers and lakes for decades, and he said in his heart that the number of martial artists in this person is very strange, not like a famous and authentic sect, so he immediately said: "Today's love is open-mouthed, and it is natural to learn this lesson!

The man smiled: "I can't remember what my surname is, people in the rivers and lakes call me the Martial Saint of the Western Regions on weekdays!"

Everyone was stunned, it was rumored that the martial arts of the Western Regions Martial Arts were unfathomable, and the moves were known for their viciousness and ruthlessness, which belonged to the evil martial arts faction, and the Western Regions Martial Saint had another senior brother called the Western Regions Poison Saint.

Liu Chongyun said with a smile: "It turned out to be the two saints of the Western Regions, I really admired the name for a long time!"

Li Qingfeng said in his heart: "You, the head of the Bashan Sword Sect, actually flattered this evil demon!

Liu Chongyun asked again, "Dare to ask the Martial Saint of the Western Regions what is his interest in coming to this land south of the Yangtze River?

The Martial Saint of the Western Regions took a sip of tea, and then sighed: "My brother and I had a prosperous life in the Western Regions, and decades ago because of the violation of the master's gate, we finally fled to the capital city and were taken in by the imperial court!

Liu Chongyun looked puzzled and said, "What happened later?"

"At first, the two of us only said that the treasure pavilion was a worldly mortal thing of gold, silver, jewelry, and did not pay attention to the guards, and then Zhou Dingtian, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, led people to besiege and take away the martial arts treasure Liangyi Heart Sutra!

When Zhou Yizi heard this, tears were already rolling on the side, and he said in his heart, "My father-in-law is suffering like this now, all thanks to the Western Regions Poison Saint, since the Western Regions Martial Saint is in Haozhou City, I just need to find the traces of the Western Regions Poison Saint and avenge my father-in-law!"

The martial saint of the Western Regions said again: "Shangqing Sect, everyone in the martial arts of the Bashan Sword Sect is persecuted by the White Lotus Sect, and now the life and death of Zhou Dingtian, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, is unknown, and it is not to be afraid to hear that the new sect leader is a woman, I think that at this time, as long as you work together, you will be able to avenge the blood marks of deep revenge, and you will also do a good thing for the martial arts!"

This was said to Liu Chongyun of the Bashan Sword Sect and Li Qingfeng of the Shangqing Sect.

Li Qingfeng was angry and said, "Your two saints in the Western Regions are really evil demons and crooked people, and now you are taking great pains to instigate the various factions of the martial arts to deal with the White Lotus Sect, what kind of intentions do you have, just to get the two Yi Heart Sutras for the benefit of the fisherman, how can we and other famous and authentic sects be in the same stream as you?"

Huh~ha~ There was the weird laughter of the Martial Saint of the Western Regions again!

The Martial Saint of the Western Regions stopped laughing and said: "Since the Liangyi Heart Sutra has fallen into the hands of the Xuanzhen Daoists, presumably the Qing Sect does not want to be the enemy of the White Lotus Sect! It's a pity that many heroes and heroes in the martial arts are fighting to the death in the capital, but they can't look at the Liangyi Heart Sutra, it's a pity ~ It's a pity ~"

Zhang Zhizhi saw that the senior brother was angry, and then said: "Senior brother, this Western Regions martial saint's words insulted my reputation for a hundred years of Qing Sect, how can I swallow this breath, and let me go to meet this wicked person!" After speaking, he drew his sword.

Zhang Zhishan jumped out, used the Shangqing swordsmanship, stabbed a few moves, only the swordsmanship moves were steady, the pace was moderate, and the martial saint of the Western Regions had no sharp weapons, so he had to use light skills to jump up and down.

The Western Regions Martial Saint Phantom Technique and Light Skill are very good, Zhang Zhishan's pursuit of several swords is still in vain, so he heard the other party laugh mockingly, "Your Puritanist martial arts are nothing more than that, you little Taoist might as well change to the sect and worship my Martial Saint Sect, so that I can teach you a good kung fu!hahaha~~"

When Zhang Zhizhi heard that the other party humiliated the master so much, he was so angry that his face was flushed, so he went all out, and his steps gradually increased, just hoping to kill this wicked man, but he never thought that it would be counterproductive!

Seeing that the other party was slightly negligent, the figure of the Western Regions flickered at the moment, and he had swept behind the other party, grabbed Zhang Zhishan's left shoulder with five fingers, and cracked his shoulder bone with a few clicks!

Hey~~ Zhang Zhizhi screamed!

The Martial Saint of the Western Regions actually smashed the arms of the second disciple of the Xuanji Daoist of the Shangqing Sect in full view of everyone, and Liu Chongyun of the Bashan Sword Sect said in his heart that the two saints of the Western Regions are really worthy of their reputation, they are really full of evil, and their methods are vicious, and their hearts are trembling!

"You thief, quickly put down Senior Brother Zhishan" Li Qingfeng saw that his junior brother was captured, his arm was scrapped, and his heart was still like colic, and he wanted to draw his sword, and the Western Regions Martial Saint's wrist grabbed Zhishan's throat and smiled: "If you want me to kill your junior brother, let me come!"

Li Qingfeng said angrily in a trembling voice: "If you hurt Senior Brother Zhishan, Martial Saint of the Western Regions, I, Li Qingfeng, will swear to break your body into ten thousand pieces!

The Martial Saint of the Western Regions stood in the center of the tea shop, his right wrist still strangled at the throat of Zhi Shan, and said with a wicked smile: "Li Qingfeng, if you think that it would be easy for me to release your junior brother, you only need to kowtow to the Martial Saint three times, and I will let him go?"

Zhang Zhizhi forcibly endured the severe pain in his shoulder and shouted: "Senior brother, when did my Puritan people bow their heads to the demons?

Li Qingfeng hesitated in his heart, and it was absolutely impossible for him to kneel and kowtow to this evil demon, at this time, the life of the senior brother of Zhishan was hanging by a thread, if he didn't save him at this time, what face would he have to go back to the Puritans to meet the master in the future?

Zhou Yizi was drinking tea in the corner by himself, and when he heard a scream, he knew that the disciples of the Upper Puritan Sect had been captured by the Martial Saint of the Western Regions. Xin Dao said, "Although the Shangqing Sect has always been an enemy of the White Lotus Sect, but this Li Qingfeng and Zhang Zhizhi have a chivalrous and manly spirit, as the head of a sect, I should punish evil and promote good, and act chivalrous and righteous, and let the people in the martial arts know that the White Lotus Sect is not a demon sect!"

I want to make a move right now~