When he fought with the black wolf before, Song Duanyu had already used the first form of the sword book, "One Knife Flying Snow".

Although he was criticized by Nalan Su and Hu Zihao for his sword skills being too cunning, he had accumulated combat experience in the process of fighting with the black wolf.

Therefore, Song Duanyu's knife made it very smooth.

Song Duanyu's sudden slash also surprised the people present.

"Who's that boy!!" exclaimed, everybody!

The great monk Zhang Motian looked at Song Duanyu, and when he saw the half-foot snow in Song Duanyu's hand, he was shocked, but a smile appeared on his face, and he thought in his heart, "It seems that that person has already succeeded." Otherwise, he wouldn't be here, I hope Nalan is okay.

There was another person who was surprised with the great monk. A man who has been hiding in the dark and paying attention to every move in the hall is also the owner of half a foot of snow - Zhang Zitang.

Zhang Zitang is wearing a Qiqi mask at the moment, and his aura has returned to level. When he saw the young man flying in the air, he was shocked in his heart, "How did Yu'er get here, could it be them!"

A raging fire rose in Zhang Zitang's eyes.

The red-faced man didn't seem to expect that someone would pay attention to the battle on his side at this moment.

I saw that the red-faced man's face was shocked, and he put away the long stick, wanting to block Song Duanyu's knife.

A jaw-dropping scene happened, not so much that the red-faced man blocked Song Duanyu's knife, but that his horizontal stick blocked the earth-shattering momentum! Song Duanyu flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Song Duanyu only felt a churn in his chest, his eyes dizzy, and something astringent seemed to seep out between his teeth. As Hu Zihao said, the battle between these three people is not something he can interfere in.

Zhang Zitang, who was hidden in the dark, wanted to save Song Duanyu, but one person was one step ahead of him.

Seeing that Song Duanyu was about to hit the wall, he saw a figure rising from the ground. His body technique was extremely superior, so everyone hadn't seen his movements clearly, he was already standing on the ground with Song Duanyu in his arms. This person is none other than Hu Zihao.

Zhang Zitang also saw Hu Zihao. Although the two are far apart, Zhang Zitang's eyesight is excellent, and he can vaguely see Hu Zihao's appearance.

"This man seems to look familiar"

Zhang Zitang's heart set off a storm, he seemed to have seen this person somewhere.

"It turned out to be him!" Zhang Zitang only felt a huge black hand covering him. Zhang Zitang remembered the two people he saw in Qingye Building that day. The man entered Qingye Building early in the morning, booked a private room upstairs in Qingye Building, and asked for a good yellow beef.

Zhang Zitang has an impression of the two because of the boots they wear. The boots were extremely regular military boots, and only the defenders of Northern Dragon City, who were in charge of the stability of the northwestern frontier, could wear them.

Zhang Zitang's observation of the military boots of the two was extremely detailed. These are two brand new boots, from which it can be inferred that these two have a high status in Northern Dragon City. Because if it is an ordinary soldier, he has practiced countless times on weekdays, and the military boots on his feet will inevitably wear out.

What surprised Zhang Zitang even more was the other party's martial arts!

Let's say that on that day, when Zhang Zitang brought them the fried yellow beef, it was the plate that the man in front of him took over.

Zhang Zitang originally wanted to test the other party's cultivation, so when the two handed over the plate, he injected a strong internal force into it, but he didn't expect that the other party's face was full of light clouds.

In the next moment, Zhang Zitang only felt that there was a strong qi machine on the plate that was like pouring a torrent rushing towards his palm.

At that time, Zhang Zitang's martial arts cultivation was at the realm of the third grade of small martial arts, and he estimated that the other party's martial arts cultivation was at least above the first grade.

Zhang Zitang retracted his mind, seeing that Hu Zihao saved Song Duanyu, he thought in his heart that Hu Zihao would definitely not harm Song Duanyu. He was also relieved a little.

"Xiaoyu, wait until Uncle Zhang finishes that incident, and then I'll come to save you. Zhang Zitang thought to himself, and then turned around and went into the depths of darkness.

Jiang Ying on the side saw Song Duanyu's appearance, and distress flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Song Duanyu endured the pain in his chest and said to Hu Zihao, "You will save me." ”

Hu Zihao didn't answer Song Duanyu's words, but just said to himself, "I told you, don't meddle in this Jianghu." Second, a hundred of you are not enough for the bare-faced man. ”

Song Duanyu said, "It's one thing to fight or not, it's another thing to beat or not. ”

Hearing this, Hu Zihao was stunned and said coldly, "Then you have to have a life to live until that time." ”

Song Duanyu was speechless for a while.

Before he could speak, Hu Zihao picked up the half-foot snow that was thrown on the ground and handed it to Song Duanyu, "Go back and sit down." ”

There was an undeniable domineering in the man's words.

Song Duanyu had no choice but to take the knife and return to the stone where he was before.

The red-faced man is still fighting with Jiang Chuan and Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue said, "Big brother, this person is a little weird. The power of his moves is controlled in a range that seems to be defeated and not defeated, as if it is not to win, as if it is to drag us down. ”

Jiang Chuan slashed at the red-faced man with a sword, and said in a cold voice, "Who are you, what is the purpose of holding us back?" ”

His voice trembled slightly, a tremor of fear. Because he understood that his brother could only slightly suppress the other party when he used the proud 'Liangyi Sword Technique'. What's more, it is more likely that the other party did not do his best, and this person's strength must be above the two of them.

Jiang Chuan and Jiang Yue's martial arts cultivation is in the second rank of Xiao Wu, judging from the fact that the red-faced man can easily suppress them, his martial arts cultivation must be above the first rank of Xiao Wu, and he has even reached the realm of great martial arts!

Jiang Chuan's sword was sharp, like a howling wind in the northwest border.

But the magic is one foot high and one foot high, and the long stick of the bare-faced man is used to break the skill.

Even if your swordsmanship changes in a thousand ways, I will break them with a stick.

This bare-faced man's stick technique removes the subtle martial charm contained in it, and also shows a self-confidence in martial arts.

"Hold you back?" the red-faced man grinned, "you're just two of the bigger ones in this group of fish and shrimp." The Jiang family of all of you is not guarding your clan land well, and when you come to the northwest border with muddy waters, don't blame Fan for being ruthless. ”

The red-faced man swept away with a long stick, and swept up a gust of stick wind, obviously to attack the next three roads of the two.

Jiang Chuan and Jiang Yue obviously didn't expect the sudden change of move of the red-faced man, and they wanted to swing their swords to defend, but they were a step too late.

The long stick was wrapped in a majestic qi machine, and first hit Jiang Yue's calf, and Jiang Yue fell to the ground in response.

Jiang Yue's sword momentum was lost, and Jiang Chuan was unable to support it alone. he

After three rounds of back and forth with the red-faced man, he was hit in the chest with a stick, took ten steps back, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The red-faced man with the stick laughed, "To me, you two are as vulnerable as the little brother who attacked me just now. That little brother has a young heart, I don't have the same knowledge as him, as for you two, it's really a shame. I won't be entangled with you, this soft armor will be even the reward for the two of you to accompany our family to play with the sword. ”

As soon as the words fell, the red-faced man's body swayed and flew towards the bronze gate leading to the outside world, leaving only Jiang Chuan and Jiang Yue with gloomy faces.

The man's angry words echoed in the hall, "The love I owe to your family has been repaid, and from now on, the 'Red King of Liaodong' has nothing to do with your Zhang family." ”

This sentence exploded like a thunderbolt in the crowd.

"'Liaodong Red King'? is the 'Liaodong Red King' who has been practicing sticks in Taibai's thousand-year-old ice cave for ten years, how could he be here. One exclaimed, his voice filled with doubt. Look at the appearance of this person - wearing a blue Taoist robe and holding a peachwood sword in his hand, he should be a Taoist cultivator. His accent is also an authentic northwestern dialect, so he should be a disciple of a Taoist temple in the northwest border.

"It is rumored that the 'Red King of Liaodong' once fought a decisive battle with the eleven masters of Liaodong. The twelve people fought for three days and three nights, but the final result was that the 'Red King of Liaodong' drew the eleven masters, and since then there has been a good news of the 'Twelve Mountain Peaks' on the rivers and lakes of Liaodong. Another middle-aged fat man with two golden hammers said. To say that this person also has some background in the northwest, he is a backbone of the "Wolf Gold Society", the largest chamber of commerce in the northwest.

"Which Zhang family is that family, and can have such a great energy to invite this 'Red King of Liaodong'", someone in the crowd asked.

"There is only one 'Zhang family' in the world," a heavy voice came from a corner of the hall.

Everyone followed the prestige, and it turned out to be the great monk who brought them here.

Rao is strong martial arts for everyone, and they were also frightened by the strangeness of this place. Now that the big monk is here again, everyone is guessing in their hearts what the man in front of him is holding the demon pestle!

I saw that the big monk Hua breathed a long sigh of relief, "Naturally, it's my Huizhou Zhang family!"

The world's martial arts are out of Huizhou. In addition to the world's first "Huizhou Purple Pool", there are many families, among which the Zhang family is a family with a long history, there have been countless customers, disciples all over the world. It's just that because of the incident twenty years ago, the Zhang family suffered a huge blow and fell lonely. What's more, in the northwest border of this place, the news is blocked, and over time, the Zhang family is forgotten.

His palm had already gathered a deep true qi, and with a wave of his big hand, a huge palm print was stamped towards Yang Su, the elder of the Spear Sect who had died.

In an instant, a loud bang pierced the entire hall. The crowd was amazed to see something moving under the floor beneath their feet.

"Look!", one said, pointing to the west side of the hall.

The crowd looked to the west and saw a round platform slowly rising from the floor of the hall.

"Monk Hua, what's going on, you have to give everyone an explanation. ”

Zhang Motian smiled coldly, but he still spoke, "This place is the eighteenth layer of the 'Xuanwu Secret Collection', and there are seventeen floors below, of which the bottom three layers are the Xuanwu Underground Palace, and the remaining fourteen floors are the same as this layer. You must have had a lot of opportunities in this layer. But if you want to go to the next floor, you have to ......."

Zhang Motian paused, "Several fellow Daoists made sacrifices. ”

When everyone heard this, their faces changed greatly, but after a long time, a strange color appeared on their faces.

Although he wants to die, if it is not his turn, he can go into the secret treasure to seek more precious opportunities. Human nature is greedy and at the same time fluke. About ninety percent of the people present thought of it this way.

As for the rest of the world, they are thinking of retreating.

In the corner of the hall, Hu Zihao was treating Song Duanyu's internal injuries.

Suddenly, he spoke, "The time is coming soon, I'll lend your blood later." ”