In an attic, three black-clothed people sat on the ground with golden knives, staring at the meeting hall, it was the Black Tiger Hall Hall Lord Chong Heihu, the Fourth Hall Master Pang Sheng, and the Fifth Hall Master Xiao Jing.

Pang Sheng said in a low voice: "Big brother, it seems that we underestimated Chaotianque's strength. ”

Chonghei Hu bowed his head slightly, and muttered: "However, they still can't escape death. ”

Pang Sheng muttered, "But is it really worth it?"

Chonghei Hu smiled sadly and said lightly: "At first, I shot to repay the grace of the sword god. And this time, it is related to the rise and fall of the Black Tiger Hall. Once Yanshan comes back, we don't have a chance of winning at all. ”

Xiao Jing couldn't help but ask, "Did he really become so terrifying?"

Chonghei Hu sighed slightly: "Maybe it's even more terrifying than what Mr. Nangong said in his letter." ”

Hearing this, Pang Sheng's expression was complicated. He once fought side by side with Yan Shan, against the Heavenly Dao Sect, against the sharp soldiers of Qin and the ghost soldiers of the Netherworld, forgetting his life and death, and was hearty. At that time, he was pretentious and didn't take Yanshan in his eyes at all, just because although he was not as good as Yanshan, he had the strength to fight. And now, in the face of Chaotianque, a hairy boy who has not dried up, he has no certainty of victory. He couldn't help laughing at himself, and secretly said in his heart: Perhaps, I am no longer qualified to attack you.

Xiao Jing groaned slightly, and said slowly: "I hope that old fox counts when he speaks." ”

Chonghei Hu said lightly: "The arrow has left the string, and it is difficult to recover from the water, and he has no choice." ”

In the council hall, Qin Xiaolian was bandaging Shi Potian's wounds.

Wan Yan Xue'er asked with concern, "Brother Shi, are you seriously injured?"

Shi Potian smiled lightly: "It's just a little flesh wound." ”

Wanyan Xue'er asked again: "Brother Shi, do you know who the opponent is?"

Yan Ruyu said: "It's the Black Tiger Hall, Chongheihu, Pang Sheng and Xiao Jing have all made a move." ”

Wan Yan Xue'er's face changed slightly, thoughtful. Yan Ruyu said that she completely believed it, but why did the Black Tiger Hall dare to besiege the General's Mansion? Also, there were at least a thousand thieves tonight, and all of them were extraordinary, so it was impossible for the Black Tiger Hall to have such strength.

It seemed that after seeing through Yan Xue'er's thoughts, Yan Ruyu said in a deep voice: "There must be someone secretly supporting the Black Tiger Hall." If my expectations are correct, most of these thieves are outlaws recruited by the Black Tiger Hall with a lot of money. ”

Wanyan Xue'er nodded and set her eyes on Brother Wanyan Gu.

Brother Wanyan Gu smiled lightly: "It's just a group of rabble, and they can't be attacked." When reinforcements arrive, they will retreat. ”

Wanyan Xue'er muttered, "Will there really be reinforcements?"

Brother Wanyan nodded and said with a smile: "There will definitely be." ”

Suddenly, a scream came from outside the door.

Wanyan Xue'er asked casually, "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, a dead man walked quickly, bowed slightly, and replied, "Miss, the thief has an archer." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

"What about the casualties of the brothers?" After all, it is the tiger girl of the gate, and Wanyan Xue'er is not in danger.

The dead man said in a deep voice: "Just now, dozens of brothers died on the spot. ”

Wanyan Xue'er immediately said: "Pass the order, gather the formation, and retreat under the eaves." ”

"Command!" the dead man replied and left.

Li He groaned: "Once the formation is retracted, the thieves will inevitably take the opportunity to charge. ”

Wanyan Xue'er smiled sadly, and said lightly: "Then let's fight!" In her heart, even if she died in a vigorous battle, it was better than surviving under the random arrows.

A moment later, the shouts of killing were deafening.

Wanyan Xue'er casually picked up a pine-patterned ancient sword and walked towards the door.

Brother Wanyan, Shi Potian, Li He, Yan Ruyu and Zhang Ye followed.

When the group came to the door, they saw that the black-clothed people were densely packed, surrounding the council hall.

Li He frowned slightly and said, "Once the council hall is breached, we will be very passive. ”

"So what should I do now?" Zhang Ye asked casually.

"Breakout. Shi Potian's eyes were firm.

Yan Ruyu looked at Shi Potian and said, "In the face of the Chonghei Tiger, how sure are you that you will survive?"

Shi Potian said in a deep voice: "I am indeed not his opponent, but it is not easy for him to kill me. ”

He has always been humble, and as soon as these words came out, the rest of the people suddenly had confidence in their hearts.

Yan Ruyu looked at Yan Xue'er again and asked, "What does Sister Xue'er think?"

Wanyan Xue'er looked solemn and said lightly: "Has my sister ever thought about where to go?"

"Jungnam Mountain. Yan Ruyu blurted out.

Wanyan Xue'er nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Prepare to break through." ”

Soon after, everything was arranged.

Shi Potian shouted, flew into the crowd, and wherever the wind came, he was either killed or injured. In just a few moments, a gap appeared among the men in black.

The next moment, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of Shi Potian, it was Chonghei Tiger.

Shi Potian said in a deep voice: "Fight to the death!" There was a monstrous murderous aura hidden in his voice.

Chonghei Hu only felt a pang in his heart, but he was not afraid at all, and laughed: "Accompany you to the end!"

The sword light flickered, and the palm shadow was diffuse.

As the saying goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Around them, once they are affected, they are either killed or injured.

Soon, no one stayed in the three feet in front of them.

At this time, Zhang Ye and Wanyan Xue'er joined forces to kill.

Pang Sheng and Xiao Jing flew up to meet them.

In front of the council hall, the six masters fought together in pairs.

Before they knew it, the rest of the people had stopped fighting and retreated to the side.

Chonghei Hu and Shi Potian are constantly changing their figures, the sword light and palm shadow are intertwined, between the virtual and the real, simple and direct and unpredictable.

The former is domineering and fierce, and the latter is rigid and soft, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

Zhang Ye and Pang Sheng fought again, with a hard encounter, both of which were life-fighting styles, dangerous but hearty.

Everyone couldn't help but be excited.

Xiao Jing's sword is like a wind, and he attacks with a move.

Wanyan Xue'er takes offense as defense and is unpredictable.

Seeing the other party's substitution, Xiao Jingben secretly felt strange, and after the fight, he found that Wanyan Xue'er's swordsmanship was indeed above Li He, and he was relieved. He knew in his heart that in terms of swordsmanship, the fast wind sword was not as good as the Dharma swordsmanship, and in terms of experience against the enemy, the two were between the two of them. After 300 moves, he will definitely be defeated. However, he believes that there will be changes within 300 moves.

Suddenly, Li He stabbed out with a sword, the angle was tricky and strange, and it was extremely sharp, and it went straight to Xiao Jing's chest.

This sword came suddenly, Xiao Jing was caught off guard, and instinctively dodged sideways.

The tip of the sword cut through the placket.

Li He stabbed out with another sword, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and went straight to Xiao Jing's throat. There is a faint condensation of invisible true qi on the sword body, which is incomparably sharp.

In the face of this second sword, Xiao Jing couldn't dodge, and he didn't dodge at all. He didn't want to distract his two brothers, gritted his teeth, and quietly greeted death.

The sword light flashed, leaving a shallow blood mark on Xiao Jing's throat.

Back then, the Western Xia Emperor Li Rendao died under these two swords. Unexpectedly, people are killed in an instant.

Wanyan Xue'er and Li He stood with their swords in their hands, their expressions indifferent.