Before you knew it, the sky had brightened, and the sun had not yet arrived, replaced by a light rain and a faint earthy fragrance in the air.

The two figures, one purple and one white, slowly stood up, stretched their muscles and bones, and then walked towards the village.

The smoke is rising, the village is full of the fragrance of food and steamed buns, and everyone's face is filled with happy smiles, a peaceful, warm and beautiful scene!

The more beautiful, the shorter, the three days pass in a hurry, and the day of Qingming has arrived.

drank the bowl of wine and embarked on the road of no return.

They don't care about saving people; what do they have to do with eliminating harm to the rivers and lakes? Eliminating Qin Hui's forces is a matter for loyal ministers and chivalrous men in the Southern Song Dynasty. They are dead soldiers, and those who are confidants die for them, and they have no regrets.

It was noon, Xiangyang Mansion, the shore of the Han River.

In front of the Green Willow Villa, Qin Han, Lin Yuanyang and Helian Mountain stood side by side. Behind them, hundreds of disciples of the Green Willow Villa were waiting in battle, with grim expressions.

A few zhang away, Shi Xiaolong, Shi Potian, Shi Zhongyu, Wan Yanliang, Yan Shan, Ma Ming, Tian Kun and Bai Shushu came together, standing opposite to the side of Green Willow Villa. Behind them, hundreds of elite dead soldiers looked indifferent, looking at death as if they were at home.

Opposite Han Shui, You Dayong and Zhou Long stood side by side, and twelve beggar gang masters stood behind them.

Liu Ruobai stood quietly, her expression was indifferent, and her white clothes moved with the wind, like a fairy. Behind him, the eyes of the four gray-clothed old men were as calm as water, without a trace of waves.

A handsome and handsome man in Tsing Yi with a fairy wind and bones left his life independent and treated it indifferently. This person is Zhang Sheng, the first master of the young generation of Wudang. Behind him, six Wudang disciples stood proudly and heroically.

Lin Yuanyang took a step forward, looked at Wudang, Tianjian Villa and the beggar gang, and said in a deep voice: "Are you here today to be the enemy of Green Willow Villa?"

You Dayong hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hand: "The seniors are serious. The younger generation came this time, just to exterminate the remnants of the sword and eliminate the harm to the martial arts. ”

Lin Yuanyang bowed slightly, and said loudly: "Bring out all the remnants of the sword." ”

Not long after, countless men in black were escorted out by the five flowers, standing side by side by the Han River, with nearly 200 people.

Seeing this situation, the tripartite forces of Wudang, Tianjian Villa and the Beggar Gang couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Yan Shan was secretly frightened and thought: The other party seems to be silent, but everything is under control. It's amazing how big it is!

Then, the sleeve of the right arm of the men in black was ripped off, and each of them had a broken sword on his right arm.

Lin Yuanyang looked at Wudang, Tianjian Villa and the beggar gang again, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to verify your identity?"

You Dayong hurriedly said: "Juniors don't dare!"

Lin Yuanyang snorted coldly and made a killing gesture.

Suddenly, a long sword pierced through the vest and came out of the chest, killing nearly 200 people on the spot. They slowly fell, their expressions complicated, and their eyes full of resentment. If the fake show is really done, they are unwilling, and they can't wash away the resentment in their hearts by pouring the water of the Han River.

Nearly 200 people died like this, which is unbelievable if they had not been seen with their own eyes.

Qin Han sighed lightly and smiled. The remnant sword was born to collect wealth, and now that the merit is complete but notorious, it is time to abandon it.

Zhang Sheng saluted Lin Yuanyang and turned away. Six Wudang disciples followed.

You Dayong smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then left. Twelve beggar masters also went with him.

Zhou Long stepped back dozens of feet, stopped, and watched the changes.

Liu Ruobai did not move at all, and his expression was calm as usual, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Yan Shan looked at Liu Ruobai and couldn't help frowning slightly. Compared with before, Liu Ruobai is like two people.