Wang Qinghu looked at his calm expression, thinking that there was still a helper, so he looked around, but didn't see anything, so he said: "It's really a toad, and your tone is not small, I want to see how capable you are." ”

Feng Yan leaned closer and said, "Young Master, do you really want to fight with them?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "I read it once, and the three people in front of me are monks, and the others are mortals." ”

Feng Yan said: "But there are only three monks, and all of them are higher than you!

Jiang Xiaobai's voice raised a little and said, "Can you solve those twenty mortals?"

Feng Yan said: "Then there must be no problem!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "That's it!" turned his head to look at the sword-wielding girl again, and said, "What kind of cultivation does the girl have?"

The girl said, "A little better than you, Bai Dou Sanpin." ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "There is also a Baidou Sanpin on the other side, can you hold him back from half a pillar of incense kung fu?"

The girl said: "If it's dragging, I can also drag half a pillar of incense on that Baidou Sipin." ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, "Okay, then the Baidou Sipin will be handed over to you, and I will get half a pillar of incense kung fu." ”

The girl nodded and said, "That's fine." But are you sure?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "You will know after half a pillar of incense." ”

Wang Qinghu saw that the other party was like treating himself as fish on a chopping board, dividing it at will, not angry but laughing, and said, "Boy, have you divided it?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "It's divided, do you have any opinions?"

Wang Qinghu smiled: "No opinion, whatever you want to divide it, as long as you don't assign my people to your side." ”

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly said sharply: "I don't want to kill people, I will ask you one last time, is it war or peace?"

Wang Qinghu said with a smile: "Yo ho, I'm still energetic, I'm optimistic about you, if you have any ability, just let the horse come." ”

Jiang Xiaobai sneered and said, "Kill yourself!"

He gave Feng Yan a look, Feng Yan suddenly understood, rode the dragon lin horse and walked a few steps to the side, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Come on, come on, fight, the gods fight, the little ghost suffers, you mortals are a little conscious, come to my side, don't slap your swollen face and become fat, you don't know how to die if you mix it in." Although it is also death on my side, I can make you die a better death! Hurry up and hurry up, and you won't wait for the obsolescence!"

All the mortals looked at each other and looked at Wang Qinghu, who said angrily: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a first-grade monk? There are so many of you, squeezing him to death." ”

All mortals were right to think about it, the horse's head turned, his mouth shouted, and he rushed towards the wind like a swarm.

The White Dou Sipin Monk rode up to the sword-wielding girl, jumped off the horse and patted the horse's buttocks, and the horse slowly left. When the monk saw the horse go away, he turned around, stared at the girl, and said, "Since you have chosen me, I would like to see if you can survive half a pillar of incense under me." ”

The girl didn't speak, turned around and settled the woman behind her aside, turned around and came back, without saying a word, she snorted, and stabbed at the man with her sword, cleanly. Only then did the man draw his sword from its sheath and meet it, and the two swords met with a clang.

Wang Qinghu and the remaining Bai Dou Sanpin held their own identities and disdained to take the lead, but to say a word of conscience, a little Bai Dou Erpin, they really didn't put it in the corner of their eyes, they just wanted to see what he could do to make him arrogant.

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the girl, and saw that she was a little busy under the powerful offensive of Bai Dou Sipin, Jiang Xiaobai knew that there was not much time left for him.

He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, lowered his hands, and pinched his middle finger and thumb lightly, and two yellow leaves on the ground floated lightly and flew into his hands.

Wang Qinghu glanced at the Bai Dou Sanpin, then snorted, laughed, and said, "Boy, you are quite good at acting, and you are quite fancy?"

The reason why Jiang Xiaobai revealed his cultivation was to make them underestimate the enemy. At this time, his eyes opened, and two leaves in his hands flew out, separating the two of them.

Sure enough, these two people didn't take it seriously at all, just two grades, not to mention leaves, even iron and silver needles, they wouldn't take it to heart, drew their swords out of the sheath, and lightly blocked them, ready to pull out this nasty thing.

When the sword and leaves touched, they heard a loud "boom", and the two of them knew that something was wrong, Wang Qinghu was shocked and numb, and the long sword almost got out of his hand. And that Bai Dou Sanpin was a lot lower in cultivation after all, and the long sword was shocked and immediately got out of his hand.

To their further alarm, the horse under his crotch was frightened, neighed, lifted his hooves off the ground, and almost knocked them to the ground again.

At the same time as the leaves made a move, Jiang Xiaobai rode the dragon lin horse and quickly followed the leaves, pulled out the Sulan sword from the back, and stabbed at the white bucket Sanpin. The man's sword had been taken out of his hand, and he was panicking on his horse, where could he take care of it? When the horse's hooves hit the ground, he had already been sealed by a sword, and he rolled off the horse.

When he died, his eyes were wide open.

Everyone present couldn't believe their eyes, the dignified Bai Dou Sanpin was killed by a Bai Dou Er Pin with one move, and he was killed in an instant, and there was also a Bai Dou Wupin on the side.

The girl originally only held the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and her heart was negative, but when she saw this situation, she suddenly perked up, and her sword was fierce, and there were signs of counterattack.

Only then did Wang Qinghu understand that it was not his opponent who was arrogant, but himself. He didn't dare to be careless anymore, roared angrily, and rushed towards Jiang Xiaobai with his sword. Although he was fat, his movements were flexible, and he stabbed out more than ten swords in an instant, but because the Longlin horse was too tall, he could only stab Jiang Xiaobai's legs, and Jiang Xiaobai stabbed his head, this feeling made him very aggrieved, so he simply jumped off the horse and shouted: "There is a kind of you you give me down." ”

Jiang Xiaobai didn't say a word, he jumped off the horse and fought with him.

But Feng Yan is not as stupid as him, how majestic it is to sit on the Longlin horse, although the other party rushed past dozens of people, but they are all riding ordinary horses, they are naturally afraid of Longlin horses, and the people on the horses are afraid of monks, they dare not get too close, and they can't even reach his legs. But the rumors were long sticks, especially long and iron, and jumped into the herd of horses like a gopher, and in an instant he struck seven or eight to death.

When Jiang Xiaobai asked him to learn the stick method, he felt that he was not graceful enough and didn't want to learn, but now it seems that although this stick is ugly, it is really practical.

The mortals did not dare to attack again, and they retreated one after another, a few feet away from him. Fengyan pointed at them with a stick and said, "Do you want to fight again?"

Those people didn't dare to speak, for fear of being heard by Wang Qinghu, so they shook their heads one after another.

Feng Yan said: "Since you don't want to fight, I will spare your lives, but I will stay where I am, and I am not allowed to move, whoever dares to move will turn his head into a watermelon." ”

Those people were also frightened and nodded their heads.

Feng Yan turned his horse's head, and when he saw that Jiang Xiaobai and Wang Qinghu were fighting, he said, "Young master, I have already won, why haven't you won yet?"

Jiang Xiaobai is now a second-grade white fighter, although he is dealing with a fifth-grade master, he is not flustered at all, and said methodically: "I don't need your help, you go and help that girl!"

Feng Yan smiled and said, "I think so too!" turned around and rushed towards the fourth-grade monk, shouting: "Girl, don't panic, I'm back again!"

Relying on the stick leader, there was a burst of stabbing when he stepped forward. Originally, the Baidou Sipin was more than enough to deal with the girl, but since Jiang Xiaobai killed the Baidou Sanpin in seconds, and Wang Qinghu couldn't attack it for a long time, he was a little anxious in his heart, and he wanted to fight a quick battle, so that he could rush to help Wang Qinghu. But the girl is like a chicken blood, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and he has no intention of fighting, flaws are frequent, and now there is another rumor, although there is only one product of cultivation, but he wears small shoes behind his back, like a fly, he can't drive away and can't fight, and it's annoying.

As soon as his heart was confused, his moves were also chaotic, taking care of one and losing the other, one lost his mind, and he was stabbed in the back by a fly, which made him grin in pain, and he was furious, and he turned around and wanted to extinguish the wind first, but the girl failed to let him succeed, and chased after him in time with the sword flower, and he had to turn around to deal with it. But as soon as he turned around like this, he was stabbed by a fly in the back, and his bones were almost scattered, and he was so angry that he screamed, but there was no way at all.

Feng Yan rode the dragon Lin horse, and walked around him, not in a hurry or impatient, he stabbed a stick when he saw the right time, and stabbed a stick when he saw the right time, no matter how hard the person's bones were, they couldn't be as hard as the iron rod, and after a few more stabs, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and the sword momentum in his hand gradually became decadent.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the girl rushed to attack, and the man was no longer able to parry, and was stabbed into the heart by the girl's sword, and fell down with a whimper.