Song Duanyu was also shocked by this scream, while Hu Zihao still sat cross-legged and silent, as if he had expected it.

Song Duanyu followed the scream, and saw an old man in a yellow robe lying on the ground on the periphery of the crowd, blood dripping all over the ground. The old man held a gun in his hand and held it tightly.

"Isn't that Yang Su!" someone exclaimed.

"That's right", someone responded and said, "Yang Su is in the middle and upper level among us, and even he is inexplicably in danger." Let's not covet the treasures of this place and leave this place quickly. ”

"What is the manly husband afraid of, what a soft egg", Song Duanyu listened to this person's words and muttered in a low voice.

At this time, Hu Zihao, who had never spoken, said, "It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, you won't talk about it later." ”

There was another exclamation from the crowd, and another person from the rivers and lakes fell to the ground, out of breath, looking at his bruised face, it seemed that he had planted a strange poison. A frightened mood infected the people in the rivers and lakes present, Rao is that they are all people who have experienced the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, but they didn't expect this 'Xuanwu Secret Collection' to be so secretive.

On the other side, the long stick in the hand of the red-faced man was wielding more and more fiercely, and he had held up for so long under the Jiang brothers' 'Liangyi Sword Technique', and there were faint signs of anti-guest.

Most of Song Duanyu's attention was on the battle between the three of them. It was Hu Zihao who asked him to see it. For a person like Song Duanyu, who has a foundation in martial arts but has never been exposed to martial arts moves, it is still very beneficial to his martial arts to see more of his predecessors fighting each other.

"It seems that those two who use swords can't hold on," Song Duanyu said in a low voice.

A hint of praise flashed in Hu Zihao's eyes, and he praised Song Duanyu for the first time, "Boy, you still have some vision." Although the swordsmanship of those two swordsmen was sharp, that set of swordsmanship was not their own thing after all, it was just a collection of the wisdom of their predecessors, and the red-faced man was not so simple. ”

Song Duanyu was puzzled, "Could it be that he is a master?"

Hu Zihao smiled, "Have you seen a big monk in your Qingye Building?" ”

Song Duanyu was a little surprised, and hurriedly asked, "How do you know?"

Hu Zihao said, "In this northwest, there is nothing I don't know. Alright, boy, watch them fight each other, and you won't have a chance later. ”

Let's say that in the battle array, the red-faced man really turned his disadvantage, and the stick wind swept away, pressing the two Jiang brothers for a while.

Jiang Ying's eyes on the side were full of anxiety, and just as she was about to draw her sword to help, she was stopped by Jiang Yue's roar, "Ying'er don't care about us, you are watching from the side." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Yue struck out with a backhand sword, and the sword qi swept through the void like a rainbow, trying to break through the shadow of the stick in the sky, but this hope was dashed.

Jiang Chuan's face on the side was red, obviously bloody, and he said in a low voice, "Second brother, this person deliberately let us before, I don't know what his intentions are, for the sake of Ying'er, you and I can only fight to the death today." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Jiang Chuan spin the long sword in his hand and flick out a sword flower. Jiang Chuan's swordsmanship was a few points better than Jiang Yue's, but he was still pressed back by the shadow of the stick in the sky.

"Who are you?" the two of them asked with gloomy faces.

"It doesn't matter who I am, all that matters is that I just hold you back," said the red-faced man, swinging his long stick a little faster.

At this time, Song Duanyu on the side said to Hu Zihao, "Hey, knife idiot, should we help them." ”

Hu Zihao chuckled, "We, you are now at most a small martial arts eight pin, and the battle between two second and one first is not something you can meddle in." ”

"What about you", Song Duanyu saw Hu Zihao taking care of himself, so he took the conversation and asked.

"The three of them, I can break them with one sword", Hu Zihao said lightly.

"Then you are so powerful, go and help them", Song Duanyu said.

Hu Zihao looked at the young man in front of him with interest, leaned into the young man's ear, and said softly, "Why do you say I help them? It's you who fell in love with that female doll, not me." I don't know who blushed when they looked at the girl in the restaurant that day. ”

Song Duanyu's whole face turned red into a carrot, and he said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "If you don't go, I'll go." ”

Song Duanyu got up and rushed towards the three-person battle formation as he spoke, but before he could take three steps, Hu Zihao grabbed him behind his back, and the true qi in his palm shot out, and Song Duanyu was pulled back by Hu Zihao.

"Are you really going?" asked Hu Zihao.

"Why don't you go", Song Duanyu didn't know where the courage came from, and he went toe-for-tat with this middle-aged man. His question was so full of anger that even the dust in the air shook three times.

Hu Zihao suddenly laughed. In the young man in front of him, who didn't know whether he was stupid or brave, he saw the young man who used to practice swords. It's just that the former sect and master are no longer there, and he suddenly feels a little desolate.

"Then you go," Hu Zihao said, "but I guess you won't be able to walk even a round after you go in, and you'll be beaten out." Don't worry, I'll protect you, but in that case, you owe me a favor. ”

Song Duanyu was stunned, he didn't expect the man in front of him to have such a big change. When Song Duanyu was in Qingye Building, he also helped Song Chunyao serve food in the hall on weekdays, and also dealt with the people in the rivers and lakes, although the man in front of him was very well disguised, but the trace of nostalgia or helplessness on his face did not escape Song Duanyu's eyes.

He whispered, "You're all right." ”

Hu Zihao waved his hand, "If you want to go, you can go, just tell you the man first, what are you doing with so much nonsense." ”

When Song Duanyu saw Hu Zihao say this, he got up happily and rushed towards the battle formation of the three of them.

He had a lot on his mind at this moment. He had a question in his heart, that is, why he had come into contact with the two Jianghu people, Hu Zihao and Nalansu. He and she were both half-snatched of him Song Duanyu, but every time he found that their faces flashed with those incomprehensible lonely colors. To talk about Nalan Su and Hu Zihao, in terms of martial arts, they ranked in the top three among the people he had seen - he had seen those Jianghu guests who knew some three-legged cat kung fu, and the two of them opened his eyes in the past two or three days. As for the first, in his heart, of course, it is still his Uncle Zhang-Zhang Zitang.

Song Duanyu slowly drew the knife, then jumped forward, slashed horizontally with his hand, pushed all the true qi in his palm to the blade of half a foot of snow, and slashed towards the red-faced man.

On the side, Jiang Ying saw the young man who suddenly came out, and there was a trace of surprise and joy in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, he would also be here.