Han Ning'er's temper is known to everyone on this Kunlun Mountain, this little girl has been as stubborn as her father since she was a child, as long as it is something she has identified, even nine cows can't pull it back. Now his eyes are red in his heart to save his father, and he can't listen to a word of everyone's consolation.

"Childe, let's go! You promised me before. ”

Seeing that her daughter was very persistent, Mrs. knew that even she might not be able to move her, so she had to come in front of Lu Qian, and said softly: "Shaoxia, the little girl is stubborn and unpredictable, look at her so trusting you, although you have known each other for a short time, but you can be regarded as a person who has experienced life and death together, like me and other women who don't know martial arts, going can only drag down the Kunlun faction's hind legs, and I hope that Shaoxia can take care of her more and take care of her for me." ”

Lu Qian thought to himself that since he had decided to meddle in this matter, it was better to simply be a good person to the end, not to mention that there was an indescribable feeling between Han Ning'er and himself, which was very wonderful. Then he hugged his fist and saluted his wife: "Madam, don't worry, Kunlun is in trouble, the people in the rivers and lakes should lend a hand, now let my daughter go here, I will definitely protect her, and when the two of us rescue Han Zhangmen, I will meet you at the bottom of the mountain." ”

"Shaoxia, then there will be work!"

Cui Changyou listened carefully, in fact, he also wanted to follow his sister back to the mountain to rescue the teacher, but he had a task to do, and at the moment, none of the servants in this group of family members practiced martial arts, if something went wrong, what face would he have to face the master and his old man. Thinking of this, he had no choice but to give up, clenching his fists and pinning all his hopes on Lu Qian's body.

The words are divided into two ends, one for each table. Just say that on the Xuanwu platform of Kunlun Mountain, the overwhelming rain of arrows rushed in. As the head of Kunlun, Han Taichong used his internal strength on the sword, jumped up on the spot, and quickly swung out dozens of sword qi to dial the carving feather, which was the sharp move of Kunlun's peerless "Void Cloud Climbing Peak Thirteen Styles".

The generals came to the Xuanwu platform one after another, and they all had their own plans to see him show such a stunt. If this line is according to His Majesty's intentions, it should be the various factions of *** Lake, eradicate the chaotic party and thieves who slaughtered the minister, and this Kunlun faction has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, saying that there is a Qingxu Divine Sword made of meteorite iron outside the sky, and those who get this sword can be invincible and the world.

Ji Yunling sat on the horseback, seeing that this Han Taichong was still able to have such kung fu at his age, he really admired, thinking that his Ji family had been loyal and good for generations, and he was also a horse for Li Tangrong for half his life, and now he received such a will, although he was unwilling at first, but then thought about it, the reputation of the Ji family's loyalty and righteousness could not be ruined in his own hands, and he was forced to lead the army to send troops.

He has also heard about the assassination of ministers in the DPRK and China one after another, starting from the whereabouts of Di Renjie, the former secretary of Dali Temple, to Zhu Jingze, the acting doctor, who ended up in the same fate this time, and there is always something strange in this seemingly coincidental matter.

However, he is a martial artist, and he doesn't know anything about such suspenseful things, so he simply stopped working for it later. On the other hand, among this group of people in the rivers and lakes, he also has a few friends who are irreversible, and they ask for martial arts together on weekdays, but they also benefit immensely, and now they are ordered to encircle and suppress, and they feel a dilemma.

I often hear people say that Han Taichong, the head of the Kunlun faction, is strong and upright, and he must help his friends when they are in trouble, and he is a generation of chivalrous warriors. As for the encirclement and suppression of Kunlun, he originally did not want to do so, but the generals under his command had strong wills, and in order to avoid suspicion, they had to list Kunlun as the first target.

Seeing Han Taichong, who was dressed in a long robe and silver hair, he resolutely raised his sword in the face of the army, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for the courage of the nurse to put life and death out of the way.

Before he could speak, Wei Qingyi, the double-whip god beside him, saw that the rain of arrows seemed to be far from strong enough for this gang of Kunlun rebels, his face sank, waved his hand to signal the archers to stop releasing arrows, raised the tiger steel whip in his hand, and rushed over with his feet clamped on the horse's belly.

Han Taichong saw him approaching and scolded: "What a dog slave who is not afraid of death." The body galloped down from the air, swinging his sword straight towards Wei Qingyi's front door. This sword can be said to be full of all the anger in Han Taichong's heart, and the blade is unstoppable.

Wei Qingyi saw that his move was approaching, sneered, kicked the horse's back with both feet, gave up his mount and jumped up, and caught Han Taichong's fatal move in mid-air with a tiger and a double whip.

I saw that he vigorously pushed the steel whip in his right hand away from the blade, and his left hand made contact and hit Han Taichong's shoulder. Unexpectedly, Han Taichong, who still had these two moments, was slow to hide for a while, and his sleeve was swept away by the wind brought by the whip, and he was immediately shocked in his heart.

"Such a fast whip, it seems that this person should not be underestimated. For the sake of the lives and safety of the disciples of the Kunlun Sect, this formation needs to be dealt with cautiously. ”

Thinking of this, Han Taichong spun around and fell, danced the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Wei Qingyi again, this time he secretly hid a hand of variables, just to see how the dog officer in front of him responded, and then he could attack the enemy later.

Wei Qingyi, who had taken the advantage, couldn't help but sigh at the martial arts of the head of the Kunlun faction, and when he called Diao Ling, he thought he was a ruthless character, but now when he stretched out his hand, he knew that it was just mediocre.

As the saying goes, "those who are proud in front of the battle will lose", although Wei Qingyi, as a fierce general on one side of the battle, also ignored this at such a time. With a big mouth, try to see how Han Taichong will lose in his hands this charge, and wait for the sword blade to come closer, and as soon as he raises the tiger steel whip in his hand, he wants to take it out, how do he know that this is what Han Taichong wants.

Seeing that the opponent's heart was wide open, Han Taichong suddenly changed his move, turned his body extremely quickly, and just turned to the blind spot on the right side of Wei Qingyi's raised arm, and saw the right time to be three sword qi in a row.

The momentum of these three swords was the same as the wind and thunder, and they went straight to Wei Qingyi's heart, the three key points of the intercostal space and the big crotch, and for a while, the pain in the heart of the three places hit Wei Qingyi's mind, and under the mixture of various tastes, the general who was extremely arrogant finally paid a heavy price for his arrogance, and died in front of the battle in an instant.

After a burst of victory, all the disciples of the Kunlun Sect cheered for the master in unison, but this jubilant scene was quickly stopped by the sudden change in front of him. Seeing that Wei Qingyi was dying, in order to show his ability in front of the marshal, Sima Bo immediately danced the big knife in his hand and urged the horse to attack Han Taichong.

"Han Lao'er, you can kill that waste thing, but you can't kill grandpa and me, see me meet you with this long knife in my hand!"