I don't know when, Zuo Shenji's long knife has already arrived in front of Beitang Zhiming's body, and the black veil is swaying in shock.

Beitang Zhiming dodged the knife sideways, and made a sword with two fingers and pointed at the chest of the left divine machine.

Zuo Shenji's empty left hand slapped Beitang Zhiming's forehead, looking like he was not dying.

Beitang Zhiming took a half step back slightly, dodging the seemingly understated blow, and with a wave of his sleeves, he set off a strange wind and rolled towards the left divine machine.

Zuo Shenji swung a knife and broke the strange wind.

Beitang Zhiming, who had retreated, still put his fingers together, and at the moment when he paused his figure, his two fingers pointed forward, and a touch of sword qi broke through the air and stabbed towards Zuo Shenji's chest.

Zuo Shenji sneered, swung the Baibi Sword in his hand twice, and after breaking the sword qi, he swung straight forward.

Suddenly, the two were already fighting five or six together.

By the time the sword qi came to an end, the position where the two of them were standing had already fallen off, Beitang Zhiming had his back to the gate of Zuo Mansion, and Zuo Shenji was facing the door of his own mansion.

The two looked at each other for a few breaths, then took a step forward almost simultaneously.

I don't know when, Beitang Zhiming already has an extra short sword in his hand.

In an instant, the sword light and sword shadow filled in front of the two of them.

Zuo Shenji snorted coldly, stood like a beginner martial artist, took an extremely steady horse step, leaned his feet slightly inward, one hand was on his waist, and the long knife in his right hand was pointed diagonally at the ground.

After dodging a sword aura, he took a step forward, and the long knife in his hand was as powerful as a giant axe falling from the sky, slashing straight at the top of Beitang Zhiming's head.

Beitang Zhiming didn't dodge, but instead took half a step forward with his sword, and stubbornly took the powerful knife of Zuo Shenji.

After the knife fell, Zuo Shenji clenched his fist with his left hand and smashed it out with lightning speed, and smashed a punch on Beitang Zhiming's stomach, and the punch was as heavy as a mountain colliding, knocking Beitang Zhiming out at once.

Beitang Zhiming's body burst out like a ripe pea pod, and the pair of well-textured official boots left two white marks on the bluestone slab.

Beitang Zhiming, who had his back to the gate of the left house, retreated to the bottom of the steps, and only stabilized his figure after stepping on the steps carved from the first-order bluestone.

Zuo Shenji's knife skills and fist techniques are all extremely crisp and neat, with both the speed of thunder and the unparalleled strength, which cannot be underestimated.

Beitang Zhiming was actually not injured heavily, when he punched Zuo Shenji, he had already transferred a lot of true qi to his chest and abdomen, so after receiving this powerful punch, he was only a little uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath and gathered the true qi in his body that showed signs of collapse, and the battle intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

Zuo Shenji is indeed very strong, but the strength is limited, otherwise, with the knife and punch just now, it will be enough to seriously injure the opponent.

If someone guards by his side, then Zuo Shenji is nothing more than a vulnerable opponent.

But someone is just not there, so you can only face this famous hero by yourself.

Beitang Zhiming wiped away a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a flat tone: "It is worthy of being a Cangzhou hero, I admire it, but I have a few swords, and I want to ask Zuo Daxia for advice, I hope Zuo Daxia will not let me down." ”

Zuo Shenji smiled faintly and said: "In your current bad situation, how many swords can you make? At most, you can make three swords and fight with me, what should you do after the three swords? If you meet an ordinary opponent, the three swords are enough to solve it, but unfortunately you met me." ”

Beitang Zhiming said calmly: "You don't need three swords, one sword is enough." ”

Zuo Shenji's eyes were no longer hidden, and he looked at Beitang Zhiming with murderous intent.

"Really, then you can try it to see if your swordsmanship is great, or if my swordsmanship is excellent. Zuo Shenji said slowly.

Zuo Shenji probably really felt that he could win, so he wanted to pick up all the face he had lost before, and said slowly: "Friend, you are not my opponent, why do you want to fight again?

You come into the house with me, say a soft word to these injured friends, and toast a glass of water and wine, and I'll let you go, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, the Jianghu guests who were knocked to the ground by Beitang Zhiming applauded one after another, praising Zuo Shenji loudly.

"Zuo Daxia is wise and martial..."

"Zuo Daxia's good idea..."

"Zuo Daxia is magnanimous..."

Beitang Zhiming ignored the noise of Zuo Shenji and the crowd of Jianghu guests, raised the short sword in his hand slightly, and made an ordinary starting gesture.

There was suddenly a very warm light in front of everyone's eyes, and the light source was naturally the shining short sword.

Zuo Shenji's face was a little ugly, he only felt that he was a little like the drama that was watched by people at the moment, and the anger in his heart reached a boiling state, and he couldn't wait to kill the thing in front of him who didn't know how to lift it with a mouthful of spit.

He put his left hand behind his back and said coldly: "Friend, do you really want to turn back?

Beitang Zhiming swung a sword at his own discretion.

As soon as the sword came out, the aura of heaven and earth quickly condensed, forming a dragon that shook its head and tail, rushing towards the figure in front of him.

Zuo Shenji looked at the dragon with a solemn face, and the qi in his body gushed out like boiling oil, and went straight into the right hand holding the knife.

As soon as the knife came out, a sound sounded between heaven and earth that had not appeared before.

Like a howling north wind, like a roaring hungry tiger.

At the same time as the voice sounded, there was a lifelike descending tiger in front of everyone's eyes.

Hungry Tiger vs. Dragon.

There was a muffled sound.

An unknown hurricane set off in front of the gate of Zuofu, blowing the surrounding spectators to the ground.

The wind disperses, and the figure appears.

Zuo Shenji's figure took three steps back, wisps of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Beitang Zhiming's hood was blown off by the hurricane, revealing a bloodless and very pale cheek, but his eyebrows were very weak, lacking the toughness that a man should have.

Zuo Shenji swallowed the fishy sweet liquid in his mouth into his stomach, looked coldly at Beitang Zhiming, who had a pale face, and said, "Can my friend continue? If you can, Zuo will accompany you to the end." ”

Beitang Zhiming waved his hand and said very casually: "Don't fight, let's stop today." ”

Speaking of this, Beitang Zhiming took out a 'Kaiyuan Tongbao' from his arms, threw it to Zuo Shenji, and said, "Ah, this is a congratulatory gift for you, someone else entrusted me to it." ”

Zuo Shenji took the badly worn ordinary copper coin, showed a shallow smile, and said, "Thank you for the gift, you can go." ”

When the onlookers saw this scene, they all felt that Zuo Daxia had fallen for some kind of evil art, and why did he let go of this uninvited guest so easily.

Beitang Zhiming smiled, picked up the fallen hat, put it back on, and slowly walked out of the crowd.

After Beitang Zhiming walked away, several Jianghu guests who were good friends with Zuo Shenji on weekdays immediately stepped forward and asked: "Zuo Daxia, why do you want to let that person go......?"

At the end, the man made a head-killing gesture.

Zuo Shenji didn't say anything, just shook his head slightly, signaling no.

Zuo Xuefei, who knew his father best, immediately stepped forward and helped Zuo Shenji back to the house.

As soon as the father and daughter walked to a quiet place, Zuo Shenji could no longer suppress the surging qi and blood in his chest, and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the whole person instantly withered a lot.

Zuo Xuefei hurriedly took out his handkerchief to wipe the blood for his father.

After cleaning up, Zuo Shenji reluctantly cheered up and slowly paced back to the banquet hall to greet the guests who came to say goodbye.

......

After all the procedures and etiquette were completed, fine beads of sweat were already appearing on Zuo Shenji's sideburns, and the whole person's expression was extremely tired.

While the guests were eating and drinking, Zuo Shenji returned to the back hall, intending to take a little rest.

Zuo Xuefei came to his father and asked softly, "Father, why didn't you let Third Uncle Mo kill that one?"

Zuo Shenji sneered and said, "Do you think Mo Zixing can kill that one?"

Zuo Xuefei looked at his father in disbelief and asked, "Third Uncle Mo is a junior grandmaster realm, even if that person is a great grandmaster realm, he is already seriously injured now, isn't it easy to kill him?"

Zuo Shenji shook his head and sighed: "That person's cultivation is not only a great grandmaster, otherwise, how could I be so miserable?"

Besides, even if that person was seriously injured and had no power to fight back, no one in the entire Cangzhou Mansion would dare to touch him at all. ”

Zuo Xuefei was slightly stunned, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that person from the Imperial City Division?"

"That's right. Zuo Shenji smiled bitterly and said, "He is my brother's deputy, the deputy of the Imperial City Division's Shadow Guard, the head of the Qianhu Beitang. As long as he shows his token, even if he stands there and lets people kill him, I'm afraid that no one will dare to do it. ”

Zuo Xuefei retorted very unconvinced: "Father, but I heard that a thousand households of the Imperial City Division died in Jiangnan Province, and it was still a matter at the beginning of last month, and in the end, it was still over?"

Zuo Shenji glared at his daughter, and reprimanded in a low voice: "What do you know? That incident is widely implicated, after weighing the pros and cons, the imperial court resolutely aimed the spearhead at Qingfeng Temple, Rao is Taoist Sect's power is unparalleled in the world, and the imperial court will also take and kill Qingfeng Guan inside and out, and Daozong didn't say anything.

If a thousand households of the imperial city died in Cangzhou, then it would not be the court's gentle policy towards Jiangnan Province to greet us. The imperial court will inevitably send the Tiger Ben army south to kill all the suspicious people, at that time, the most suspicious is our family, you and I are in a catastrophe. ”

Zuo Xuefei thought of Beitang Zhiming's arrogance, and said very angrily: "Since that Beitang Zhiming is a subordinate of Lord Xuanwu, why do you want to embarrass you? Isn't he afraid that Lord Xuanwu will blame him?"

Zuo Shenji shook his head slowly and said, "This is a matter between the two of them, and I don't know very well, but this matter ends here, as for what outsiders think, that's their business." ”

Zuo Xuefei was unwilling, but he couldn't do anything, so he had to slander Beitang Zhiming fiercely.