The people present were all calm, and their eyes were fixed on the bronze gate leading to the outside.

But after a while, out of the darkness, a man came out.

This man was carrying a Xuanhua axe on his shoulder, and his eyes were full of murder.

Everyone saw it, and the sharp blade of the Xuanhua axe was dripping with scarlet blood.

Blood dripped on the stone floor of the hall, blending with the dust that had been deposited there for a long time.

The man looked around, his gaze paused slightly where Hu Zihao was standing—when he saw Song Duanyu beside Hu Zihao, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

After all, the eldest brother still has to go his own way.

This person is Hu Zihao's younger brother and Qiu Donghai's confidant - Hu Ziyan.

When Yang Bo and Jin Bo saw the comer, they all beckoned to stop left and right.

After all, this time he came to Xiaozhongshan led by the flower monk Zhang Motian, so it stands to reason how could other people find this place. The two of them were a little vigilant in their hearts, and vaguely felt that this was a treasure hunting trip.

"Who are you", Jin Bo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully looked at the man in front of him.

Jin Bo was a little surprised in his heart, the man in front of him was definitely younger than him in appearance, but he was not inferior to himself with a strong qi.

What's more, Jin Bo was already injured at this time, and his strength could not be exerted. If the man in front of him was going to make a difficulty, Jin Bo thought that he would not be able to stop it.

Hu Ziyan glanced at Jin Bo, a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly raised the Xuanhua axe and pointed at Jin Bo.

Word by word, he said, "The one who wants your life." ”

When Jin Bo heard this, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly retreated.

But Hu Ziyan had already made a move, and the Xuanhua axe was already mixed with the whirring wind, slashing towards Jin Bo.

And so the two began to fight.

Let's say that when Yang Bo saw Jin Bo being entangled by this man, he couldn't help but have some schadenfreude in his heart.

"I can't cure you, someone can cure you. Jin Bo, I didn't expect you to have today. ”

But he didn't wait long for Yang Bo to be happy, and another cold light shot out from that door!

It's a knife!

After this cold light, another person flew out, grabbed the handle of the knife, and slashed at Yang Bo.

Yang Bo retreated, and after blocking the knife with a spear, he swept it on the ground with his hand, trying to force the people back.

The visitor jumped to his feet, stepped lightly on the barrel of the gun, and floated backwards.

When he fell to the ground, Yang Bo saw the face of the person who came.

This person's facial features are very upright, his eyebrows are like knives, and his eyes are like autumn moons, but he has the appearance of a young man in the turbid world.

This person is the contemporary elder brother Zhao Shengxiao of Huizhou Zichi.

Yang Bo raised the spear forward, pointed the spear directly at Zhao Shengxiao, and shouted angrily, "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Shengxiao didn't speak, he first looked at the clothes of Yang Bo and the disciples of the Spear Sect beside him, and chuckled, "Your Excellency is from the Northwest Spear Sect?"

Yang Bo saw that the person in front of him spoke with a Jiangnan accent, and he recognized himself again, and the vigilance in his heart couldn't help but let go of half a point.

He opened his mouth and said, "Listening to your accent, it must be a person from Jiangnan, and I don't know what you have to do in the northwest border." ”

Zhao Shengxiao said with a smile, "When Zhao was in Jiangnan, he had already heard of the prestige of the Gun Sect. At present, this 'gun array' is your sect's world-famous 'Seven Dragons Broken Sea Array'. ”

Yang Bo was stunned, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to have such eyesight.

He looked solemn and said, "Zhao Gongzi, it's better to get straight to the point." ”

Zhao Shengxiao said with a smile, first bowed slightly, and then hugged his fist to Yang Bo and said, "Xiaosheng has been in the northwest for a while. The rivers and lakes in the northwest and the rivers and lakes in the Central Plains have their own merits. Zhao was not talented, so he brought a wine jug. ”

As Zhao Shengxiao spoke, he took out a wine jug from his arms and poured it into his mouth.

Yang Bo watched Zhao Shengxiao finish the wine like this, and the expression on his face was a little strange.

Zhao Shengxiao said with a smile, "This northwest wine is strong, do you want to taste it?"

"Have you seen me?", Yang Bo became more and more suspicious in his heart, and his voice became cold, "Your Excellency, what are you doing, just say it." ”

At this time, a string of crisp laughter like a yellow warbler sounded from behind Zhao Shengxiao.

Yang Bo followed the voice and looked over, only to see a little girl in a purple dress walking out from behind Zhao Shengxiao.

This little girl is Qin Xiyin, who made Zhao Shengxiao's head big before.

The little girl snatched the wine jug from Zhao Shengxiao's hand, bent her crescent eyes, and smiled at Yang Bo, "There is no wine in this jug, so naturally you have to fill it with wine." ”

Yang Bo had doubts in his eyes and asked, "What do you use for wine?" ”

At this time, Song Duanyu, who was taking this scene in his eyes in the distance, muttered in his mouth, "With the rivers and lakes as wine, it is so chic." ”

Hu Zihao glanced at Song Duanyu and said, "That person's knife is much faster than yours." ”

When Song Duanyu heard this, he set his eyes on where Yang Bo was standing.

It can be seen that Yang Bo's originally handsome face turned red and turned into a pig's liver color.

When he heard the word "Jianghu" in the little girl's mouth, he already understood the plot of the pair of men and women in front of him.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Yang Bo only felt a cold light shoot into his eyes, and Zhao Shengxiao, who had been holding the long knife in his hand, moved!

"Borrow Yang Gongzi's head for use. ”

At this moment, Zhao Shengxiao seemed to be like a wandering dragon, exuding a majestic momentum around his body.

Zhao Shengxiao slashed out with a knife, and this knife contained an overwhelming momentum.

Yang Bo was also hideous at the moment, and at this moment he didn't avoid it anymore, and raised his gun to stab at the blade.

The gun is like a dragon, and the knife is like a sea!

But when the gun and knife were handed over, Yang Bo knew that the cultivation of the young man in front of him was far better than himself!

At this moment, more and more purple-robed people poured out of the bronze gate.

These purple-robed people all held a sharp long sword in their hands, and they all killed those who were closest to the bronze gate.

Those people in the rivers and lakes had long been frightened by the situation in front of them.

For a moment, countless flesh and blood splattered.

The purple-clothed Shura sword, the song of the broken rivers and lakes.

Song Duanyu said, "What are we going to do next?" ”

Hu Zihao asked rhetorically, "What do you want to do?"

Song Duanyu asked, "Are you in a group with them?" and the great monk, and what about my Uncle Zhang?"

This series of questions somewhat overwhelmed Hu Zihao.

He cleared his throat, "Me and them, yes and no. As for the great monk, I don't know. But judging from the current situation, it should be in the same group as these people from Huizhou Zichi. ”

Song Duanyu was confused by Hu Zihao's answer, and hurriedly asked, "What about Uncle Zhang?"

"He came here just now," Hu Zihao said, "but since he doesn't want to show up to see you, he naturally has his considerations." You don't have to take it too seriously."

Song Duanyu listened to Hu Zihao's words, and the stone in his heart also put down.

At this time, Hu Zihao pointed to the half-foot snow on Song Duanyu's waist and said, "It's still early at the moment, you can go to it to sharpen yourself, if you are in danger, I will rescue you." ”

Song Duanyu looked at him directly, and after a long time, he nodded.

He knew in his heart that Hu Zihao was doing this for him Song Duanyu. Hopefully, he can master the knife path better and faster.

Song Duanyu knew in his heart that judging from Hu Zihao's previous conversation with the "Wind and Frost Second Knife" brothers, the rivers and lakes in the northwest were about to usher in a bloody storm.

He is already a person in this game, and only when he is strong can he break the enemy.

A determined light flashed in Song Duanyu's eyes.

The young man walked into the battle formation where those Huizhou disciples fought with the people of the rivers and lakes.

He actually has a small abacus in his heart.

The one he had chosen was closer to the woman.

Jiang Ying's long sword also swept through the endless blood black vines.

It's just that those Huizhou disciples are also approaching them.

"Two uncles, these people are not good, let's kill them first", Jiang Yingjiao shouted, and used the long sword in her hand to cast a "One Day Bright Moon", attacking those Huizhou disciples.

And the errand of resisting the blood black vine fell on Jiang Yue.

It is also strange to say that these Huizhou disciples do not seem to be afraid of these blood black vines, but on the contrary, these blood black vines are walking around when they see the Huizhou disciples.

Jiang Yue shouted angrily, "These purple-clothed people are a little weird. ”

Just when Jiang Yue was distracted, a long sword attacked Jiang Yue like a swimming dragon.

This is a Huizhou disciple who has quietly lurked.

Let's say that at this critical moment, just as the tip of the sword was about to cut through Jiang Yue's head, a figure rushed from the sky.

The man slashed out and cut off the body of the long sword.

The person who came was Song Duanyu.

"Senior, I'm here to help you", Song Duanyu said with a sigh of relief.

With that, he rushed towards the Huizhou disciple.

The swords were staggered, and the two fought evenly.

Jiang Yue also recognized that this person was the young man who helped him before, and he also put away his previous pride, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart, "Thank you Shaoxia for your help." ”

At this time, the flower monk Zhang Motian looked at the scholar Song Zhixuan with a smile.

Zhang Motian said, "How is it." Not going yet?"

Song Zhixuan said, "It's chaos right now, but I don't know if the seniors have noticed that young man?"

Song Zhixuan pointed his finger, and the person he was referring to was Song Duanyu.

Zhang Motian said, "He, naturally, knows that he is not that simple. Why, do you want to introduce this young man to your old scholar as a disciple?"

Song Zhixuan smiled, "Why not?"

Zhang Motian said, "You have to see if the person agrees or not." ”

Before Song Zhixuan could speak, Zhang Motian added, "Even if that person agrees, the group of Confucians in your White Deer Academy may not dare to accept it." ”

Hearing this, Song Zhixuan was shocked.

Zhang Motian's words are very obvious, the young man who practiced knives in the battle obviously has a great background!

Song Zhixuan no longer thought about it, and said, "Senior, Xiaosheng is on the way to 'self-cultivation'. I thought the boy was interesting, and I wanted to emulate him. ”

Song Zhixuan said, he also swayed his body, and showed his previous body technique "Cloud Screen Nine Stacks", and rushed into the battle array.

There is only one person in his eyes, and that is the Huizhou disciple who is suppressing Huang Nianfan!

Poetry is also recited in the sword forest.

The rivers and lakes are freehand, maybe it's just that!