The time of ten breaths passed quickly, and Sun Tong and Tian Zhen did not make a move. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dart master of the Fuyuan Dart Bureau watched coldly, while the disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect were anxious, like ants on a hot pot.

The middle-aged man's face was expressionless, and he raised his hand, and he was about to cut off the head of the Canglan Sword Sect disciple.

The Canglan Sword Sect's disciple's eyes widened, and his face turned pale with fright, like a blank piece of paper.

"Stop!" the masked old man shouted.

The middle-aged man paused slightly, and the raised knife stayed in the air.

The old man in the mask saw the middle-aged man's actions from a distance, and then, when he saw Sun Tong of the Canglan Sword Sect again, his eyes revealed a jealous emotion.

Immediately, he exerted force under his feet, and in an instant, he came to everyone.

"What are you doing here?" the middle-aged man pouted, his tone was cold, he didn't fit well with the old man in the mask.

When Sun Tong saw the visitor, he was shocked.

Old Man in Mask?

Didn't he detain people from five sects to go to Yangzhou?

Why are you here?

When Sun Tong was young, he often traveled the world and saw a lot of things, and he happened to meet the old man in the mask during a trip, and he would never mistake the light skills of the old man in the mask.

The light exercises practiced by the old man in the mask are the dragon steps, which are complemented by the Baguazhang, which is collectively known as the Dragon Baguazhang, which is unique in the world.

"Hmph, if I don't come, I don't know how you died!" The old man in the mask wore an ugly mask, and his whole body was shrunk in a black robe, mysterious and mysterious, as if he could not see anyone.

"Snort... How many of them do you say?" said the middle-aged man, "and a few of them are just scum! You see, their disciples have been caught by me, and now they are careful not even to breathe." ”

"Old puppet, do you dare to say it again?" the senior disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect roared angrily.

"Haha, what's the matter? You scum don't allow anyone to talk about it?" the middle-aged man laughed.

The eldest disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect has endured for a long time, and all the time, he has been very protective of all the junior brothers and sisters of the Canglan Sword Sect, and when he saw that the middle-aged man was about to kill his junior brother, he almost started to rob people, but the great elder Sun Tong stopped him and didn't let him make a move.

Now, he was finally on the verge of going berserk, the long sword in his hand was immediately unsheathed, and the whole person rushed towards the middle-aged man like a crane.

This time, Sun Tong did not stop him, but waited on the sidelines to see what happened.

"Haha, carving insect skills. The middle-aged man was quite disdainful, and raised the big sword in his hand, wanting to fight hard with the big disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect.

The old man in the mask glanced at the senior disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect, knowing that the middle-aged man was not his opponent, and immediately struck out at the senior disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect with a palm of his right hand.

The old man in the mask was extremely surging in his internal strength, and the Dragon Bagua palm seemed to be alive in his hands, which was extraordinary.

The palm wind is cold, and it is as powerful as a tiger descending the mountain.

The face of the senior disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect was gloomy, and he immediately stopped castration, swung his sword and slashed diagonally towards the masked old man.

The old man in the mask didn't care about it, and his palm was unstoppable, without any intention of retreating.

"Bang!"

A loud bang rang out.

The big disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect was slapped away by the old man in the mask, like a kite with a broken string, and his body retreated again and again.

"Dragon Baguazhang?" Tian Zhen let out an exclamation.

Sun Tong's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that this person was definitely an old man in a mask.

can make the Dragon Bagua Palm so perfect, this person must be an old man in a mask!

Tian Zhen glanced up and down at the old man in the mask, and found that this person was indeed as rumored in the rivers and lakes, wearing an ugly mask and a black robe.

Suddenly, Tian Zhen was determined to kidnap many sects, and it was ironclad that someone else had planted the blame for the king of Nanyang.

It is impossible for the old man in the mask to toss back and forth in just a few days, no matter how fast his horse is, it is impossible to rush back from Yangzhou immediately!

Therefore, the kidnapping of the sect was definitely not done by the old man in the mask, not by the old man in the mask, and naturally not by the king of Nanyang.

"Dog thief! There is a kind of don't engage in a sneak attack, what kind of ability is this? There is a kind of honest competition with me!" The senior disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect waved his long sword and rushed towards the old man in the mask.

"Hah! Boy, look at the knife!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, shouted, and was about to rush out immediately, but unfortunately he was held down by the old man in the mask and couldn't move.

The old man in the mask looked at the senior disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect, he knew that although his attack was fierce, he did not let the senior disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect suffer the slightest damage, just because he didn't want to amplify the contradiction, he wanted to resolve it peacefully.

I never thought that the big disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect would not forgive, and he would even bring humiliation on himself.

The masked old man snorted slightly, and a trace of violent emotion flashed in his eyes, obviously moving with killing intent.

"Haoran stop!" Sun Tong hurriedly shouted.

Sun Tong sensed the killing intent of the old man in the mask, and hurriedly drank Zhang Haoran, the eldest disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect.

Zhang Haoran was stunned and looked at Sun Tong in confusion.

He found that Sun Tong was glaring at him, and there was a message of "don't do it" in his eyes.

Zhang Haoran understood, pursed his lips, and reluctantly put away his long sword.

Immediately afterward, he slowly walked towards his master's door, and when he left, he did not forget to glare at the old man in the mask, but the old man in the mask disdained him and ignored it.

"... What are you doing here?" the middle-aged man looked unhappy, and he violently broke free from the masked old man's restraints.

He was already ready to fight Zhang Haoran, but he didn't expect Zhang Haoran to be slapped away by the old man in the mask.

When Zhang Haoran attacked again, he was overjoyed and was about to make a move, but was stopped by the old man in the mask, which made him angry.

He immediately pointed at the masked old man with the big knife in his hand and said, "Don't think that I will be afraid of you if you can do martial arts, I will command 30,000 elite soldiers, believe it or not, I will give you an order to directly send you a 10,000 arrow through the heart?"

"Hmph, idiot!" said the old man in the mask disdainfully.

The old man in the mask sneered in his heart, kindly help you, don't you want to, you actually want to die?

The disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect were stunned, aren't you all in the same group? Why is this an infighting...

The dart masters of the Fuyuan Dart Bureau watched this scene with interest, wishing that they would kill each other.

Sun Tong and Tian Zhen, the two leaders, watched coldly and did not say a word.

"What are you talking about!" the middle-aged man said angrily, "Archers prepare..."

"Humph!"

The masked old man snorted coldly and interrupted the middle-aged man's words.

However, this did not stop the middle-aged man's movements, he was about to let the archer shoot the old man in the mask to death, the old man in the mask flashed with terrifying killing intent in his eyes, and immediately struck the middle-aged man with a palm in the air.

The middle-aged man was no match for the old man in the mask at all, and could only watch the palm hit him.

There was a random "bang", and the middle-aged man was knocked away and fell three feet away, vomiting blood.

The middle-aged man struggled to get up, but a sharp pain came, and after careful inspection, he found that two ribs were broken!

"Kill him for me!" the middle-aged man was furious and immediately ordered.

Hearing this, the archer was about to launch the arrow in his hand.

"I'll see who dares!" the old man in the mask shouted violently, like thunder on the ground, resounding in everyone's ears.

The sound almost burst the eardrums of all the elite soldiers present, and their ears were buzzing.

And the archers were not immune, they were the closest to the old man in the mask, and they were almost shocked to the point of bleeding.

The disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect and the dart masters of the Fuyuan Dart Bureau have internal strength, but they feel that their ears hurt slightly, and there is no big problem.

After the Old Man in the Mask drank this, the archers no longer dared to oppose the Old Man in the Mask.

"I have a military talisman in my hand, and you dare not obey my orders! Believe it or not, I will serve you with military law!" the middle-aged man pointed at the archer.

Although his ears were also shaken, he didn't think so, he wanted to see the old man in the mask pierced through his heart by ten thousand arrows at the moment!

It's a pity that the archers are indifferent, they would rather be dealt with by military law than go against the old man in the mask, just a roar, it will shake the ears and hurt, if you fight him, you can still do it?

The middle-aged man was so angry that his chest was uncomfortable, and then his eyes went black and he fainted.

The old man in the mask didn't care about the life or death of the middle-aged man, and then looked at the people of the Canglan Sword Sect and the Fuyuan Dart Bureau.