A trace of unknown hideousness flashed in Goatee's eyes, he looked directly at the swordsman surnamed Lin, and said in a calm tone: "It's too late for you to admit your mistake now, don't hurt your companion because of a momentary impulse." ”

The swordsman surnamed Lin glanced at the long knife he was carrying at his waist, and said with a faint smile: "Even if I am given 10,000 chances, I will not change it." ”

The goatee was no longer patient, and there was a touch of gloom in his expression that was rare for others, and he said sharply: "Don't regret it." ”

The swordsman surnamed Lin just touched the scabbard of the long knife at his waist, not caring about the threat of the goatee.

In this way, it seems that the goatee's side is cowardly.

Goatee waved his right hand, and there was already an additional figure beside him.

This person is wearing a broken hat, a square face with an abrupt scar, with a bit of bravery, a pair of big hands with prominent and powerful bones, I think he is a good hand.

He took a step forward, and the momentum on his body was suddenly exposed, and he was about to make a move.

Only then did the swordsman surnamed Lin look up at the figure wearing a crooked hat, and said slowly: "I will see blood when I come out with a knife, do my friends really want to make a move?"

The man with the crooked hat glanced at the swordsman surnamed Lin, and sneered: "If you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, and I will spare your life, but you need to keep the knife in your hand, and the master is in the spot." ”

The swordsman surnamed Lin sneered, and said word by word: "Then compare and compare, the one who loses is naturally the soft-footed king, and there is no need to take advantage of the tongue." ”

The hat-wearing sneered, using both hands and feet, and was already attacking.

I only heard a 'choking' sound, and there was a flash of knife light in the air.

The swordsman surnamed Lin put away his knife and stood expressionlessly.

The hat-wearing screamed, and his right arm was already shoulder-high, dripping with blood.

When Goatee saw the defeat of his companion, he felt countless ripples in his heart.

The man in the hat was not the strongest of his men, but he was not the worst either, and now he had his arm cut off with a knife, and there was no flaw to be found, how could he not surprise him?

The goatee waved his hand again, and a figure a head shorter than ordinary people walked out of the crowd.

After the dwarf came out of the ranks, he tapped the hat on his chest a few times, and the blood that had been gushing out gradually stopped.

He took out a cloth bag from his bosom, applied herbs to the wound on his hat, and then bandaged it carefully.

I didn't expect this group of people to take a healer with them at any time, which is really rare.

Although the size of the short man is not large, he has a powerful hand in his hand, and he actually single-handedly brought the sick number that was approaching a coma back to the crowd.

The goatee group looked like they were not surprised, and they thought they knew the abilities of the dwarf.

At this time, the two sides have really formed a bond, and there is no possibility of reconciliation.

Hua Rong looked at the confrontation situation in front of him, and asked softly to Meng Ran: "Childe, do you want me to go to the inn to get the weapon first?" I'm afraid that when the fight starts later, I won't take advantage of the weapon in my hand and suffer a loss." ”

Meng Ran didn't know how to decide, so he simply looked at the Geng Nursing Home on the side.

Geng Huyuan bowed slightly, and Hua Rong retreated towards the streets and alleys behind him.

Seeing that someone on Meng Ran's side was leaving, Goatee's originally worried heart slowed down slightly, and there was a little weird smile on his face, and he said coldly: "My friend first stole Xiao Liuzi's coat, and now he is so cruel and vicious, it is really inhumane, if I don't punish one or two, how can I be worthy of my brother?"

If you take the initiative to admit defeat and beg for mercy, I read that it is not easy for you to practice martial arts, but I can spare your life, but the right hand with the knife must be left. ”

Such a set of words made the onlookers who did not know the truth applaud loudly, and they all spoke out for the goatee's strength.

It is not for nothing that reasonable people are sensible, they naturally know the sinister intentions of Goatee's words, but they are not willing to refute the opinions, but they just choose to stand by and watch.

The swordsman surnamed Lin didn't listen to these words, and the old god was still clutching the narrow saber in his hand on the ground.

The goatee snorted, and a tall, thin man stepped out, his hands hidden in the broad sleeves of his robe.

The tall and thin man sneered, and he was already rushing towards the swordsman surnamed Lin.

Hearing only the sound of 'clanging', the long knife of the swordsman surnamed Lin was already slashed on a short sword more than a foot long.

Meng Ran, who was watching the battle, stared at the short sword, not knowing where it appeared.

Geng Huyuan seemed to sense Meng Ran's doubts, and explained in a low voice: "That thin man's short sword is a rare hidden sword in the rivers and lakes, although the sword body is short, but the swordsmanship is fast and accurate, restrained but can put people to death, it is better than surprise, under normal circumstances, it only takes a sword to kill." Looks like there's murderous intent over there. ”

Meng Ran sighed, and whispered: "Senior Lin practiced a fast sword, and the one who practiced is a treacherous and unpredictable sword in the sleeve, it seems that he has to fight." ”

Geng Huyuan showed a mysterious smile and said in a low voice: "If you think that Brother Lin has that ability, then you will underestimate him, after all, he came out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, if he really only knew such a little, he would have become a pile of white bones under the yellow earth." ”

Meng Ran thought thoughtfully, and looked at the swordsman surnamed Lin fixedly, looking forward to his next killer move.

After the swordsman surnamed Lin was blocked by someone who was bound to win the knife, his face became a little solemn, he did not draw the knife again after collecting the knife as he usually did against the enemy, but held the handle of the knife with both hands, and swung a knife that was as fast as lightning and powerful and heavy.

After the tall and thin man blocked a few knives, the tiger's mouth was already red, and fine and dense beads of blood rolled and jumped on the back of his hand.

After doing so for more than a dozen moves, the goatee suddenly stretched out his arm, pulled back his subordinates who were constantly retreating, and then shook his head slightly, and said, "You are not his opponent, and if you continue to fight, you will die." ”

The tall, thin man hung his head down, and a faint wisp of red liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

I saw that when he turned his hand, the short sword had disappeared, and he thought it was back in his sleeve.

The swordsman surnamed Lin put away his knife and stood up, and said in a light tone: "It's getting late, if I don't have any other advice, I'll go back to rest later, don't stop being that vicious dog on the road." ”

Goatee's heart sank, knowing that the swordsman in front of him was cultivating in order to win, otherwise how could he defeat his two brothers so easily, he knew that the thin man's cultivation was still top-notch in his own group, and now that he was defeated like this, he himself had no chance of winning.

But people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they ignore their faces.

At this point, there is no possibility of backing down.

Goatee took a step forward and said slowly, "Don't be too rampant, wait until you defeat me." ”

In the middle of the crowd stood a man with a hat, half of his face hidden in the shadow of the hat, unrecognizable, holding a long sword in his arms, the scabbard of which was entwined with a worn-out mass of linen, and the hilt of the sword was well maintained.

The man in the hat did not move when the man with the crooked hat was cut down, nor did he move when the dwarf was frustrated, except when the goatee took a step forward, and his body swayed slightly.

I didn't see how he was moving, but he was already standing shoulder to shoulder with the goatee.

A crisp and sharp voice came from under the hat, and said, "Third Master, it's better for me to come, you are not his opponent." ”

The goatee was stunned, and the hat man's eyes turned from the goatee's body, and he looked at the swordsman in front of him fixedly, "You are very powerful, I want to see you to see if you are really that powerful." ”

The swordsman surnamed Lin smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It's no problem to beat you." ”

"Really?"

As soon as the word came out, the man with the hat had already pounced out, and at the same time as he flew out, the long sword he was holding in his arms suddenly came out of its sheath.

I saw that the hand holding the sword was slender and powerful, and at first glance he was a master of using a sword.

The shadow of the sword is vertical and horizontal, and the light of the sword flashes.

There was a ping-pong sound of swords colliding at the corner of the street.

In the blink of an eye, the two have fought for more than a dozen rounds, and each has made dozens of moves.

Hearing a loud shout, the swordsman surnamed Lin swung a knife, only to see a waning moon flash over the dim street, fleeting.

A deafening crash sounded.

The swordsman surnamed Lin staggered back three steps.

The man's hat had been split in two, and there was an oblique knife cut on his face, and the knife wound split the whole face into two parts.

With a 'dang' sound, the long sword in the man's hand split in two, and the blade of more than half a foot fell to the ground.

Then there was a pop, and the man in the hat fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Lin Chong took a few steps forward, held the swordsman surnamed Lin up, touched the warm liquid in his hand, and hurriedly asked in a rough voice, "Old Lin, where are you injured?"

The swordsman surnamed Lin said a little tiredly: "A sword in the chest, it's no big deal." ”

After finishing speaking, the swordsman surnamed Lin fell headlong into Lin Chong's arms.

Geng Huyuan hurriedly stepped forward to check, and after a careful groping, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "It's just a minor injury." ”

Meng Ran hurriedly asked, "Uncle Geng, since it was a minor injury, why did Senior Lin faint?"

Geng Huyuan said very briefly: "It's just a detachment." ”

Meng Ran looked thoughtfully at the place where the two were fighting just now, thinking about the fleeting waning moon.

When the swordsman surnamed Lin fainted, the goatee hurriedly squatted down, and his face was gloomy and probed into the hat man's snort.

There was no warm breath in the snort, and the man in the hat was killed by the waning moon.

Goatee wiped his cheeks in front of the corpse.

When the goatee stood up again, there was a faint murderous aura around him, and he gently stretched out his right hand, and the dwarf behind him placed a flat cloth bag in his hand.

The cloth bag opened, revealing dozens of fine silver needles inside.

I saw the goatee twist up the silver needle and go straight to the big hole around his body.

When all the eighteen silver needles were submerged into the big hole around the body, the momentum of the goatee rose again and again, and a long face appeared with green tendons, the eyes were red, and the dark wind was fluttering.

A visible air flow surrounded the goatee, and the originally tall and thin body swelled a little, supporting the clothes on his body to bulge.

Blood flowed from the seven orifices of the goatee, as if something invisible was about to squeeze his body and return to heaven and earth.

Lin Chong handed over the swordsman surnamed Lin in his arms to Meng Ran to take care of, and wanted to step forward to fight with the goatee.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lin Chong took a step forward, he was pulled by Geng Huyuan.

Geng Huyuan shook his head and said, "You are not his opponent, don't lose your life in vain." ”

Lin Chong was about to say something, only to hear a sound of breaking the air in midair.

After a muffled sound, a cooked copper stick falling from the sky was stuck straight on the bluestone slab of the street.