Zheng Daohe only saw a flash of coldness, and before he could react, the sword had reached his throat!

The sword was in the throat, but it didn't stab.

Zheng Daohe felt a chill in his heart, his sword was in his hand, but he didn't have any chance to make a move. Such a fast sword is rare in Jiangnan martial arts, and even the dead master of the Putuo sect Erye can't compare, and the black-clothed man with a terrifying mask in front of him must be a swordsmanship master of a famous faction. Zheng Daohe thought about it, and couldn't help but be surprised, several major sects of Jiangnan martial arts, Wudang, Hainan Sword Sect, Kongtong Sect...

"There is only one consequence of disobedience to the organization"

After the man in black finished speaking, he held the sword in his hand.

The sword reached the throat in no more than an inch.

At this moment, a white light rose up in the air, bent sharply, and intercepted! It actually intercepted the tip of the black-clothed man's sword at the throat.

Zheng Daohe died at the moment, sweating behind his back in shock, and retreated to the side.

At this moment, the white light counterattacked the man in black again.

A gray-clad figure in the white light.

When the man in black saw the white light coming, he was sluggish, and his sword was in one vein, and he made seventeen moves.

The sword light flies, in the seventeen moves, the hand is divided into yin and yang, the body hides the shape of gossip, and the body moves the sword like a dragon going out to sea, and it seems to be piercing the leaves and making flowers.

"Rigid with soft, soft with rigid, if you guess well, this is the supreme mastery of Wudang!" Zheng Daohe really guessed in his heart!

Now that Wudang swordsmanship is so high, there should be no more than five people.

Since the death of the Heavenly Eagle Dao Chief five years ago, it should be Ling Xiao, the head of the family, and his senior brother Ling Yun, Ling Li, Ling Kong, the three martial arts masters of the Ling generation, which of the four people will this man in black be...

However, what he was amazed in his eyes was not the Wudang swordsmanship of the man in black, but the swordsmanship of the man in gray! The man in gray could not only save himself under the sword of the man in black at his fingertips, but also he couldn't see clearly what sect the other party's swordsmanship was!

The seventeen moves of the man in black are Wudang's mastery, and the swordsmanship is jing, and the sword of the man in gray is natural and vivid, gratuitous and tailless,

"If the Wudang swordsmanship of the man in black is wonderful, then the swordsmanship of the man in gray is truly unparalleled in the world!"

Although Zheng Daohe's martial arts swordsmanship is only in the upper reaches of the second rate, he grew up in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and Shaolin Temple is known as the source of the northern martial arts sect.

Zheng Daohe saw that the two of them were fighting with exquisite swordsmanship, which was rare in the world.

The man in black finished his seventeen moves, and the figure in gray was not touched. The man in black immediately raised his sword with his wrist and made seventeen moves, these seventeen sword qi was emitted, and the murderous aura was emanated, Zheng Daohe couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, "Wudang swordsmanship is so murderous!" Flip the two styles, the sword is like cotton, impermeable!

The man in gray took a step back, and it was only one step, and this step was faster than the sword of the man in black. As soon as he stepped back, the man in gray picked up his sword and rose again! Every move was different from what Zheng Daohe thought, the sound of the sword breaking, or left, or right, or forward, or back, heavy sword shadows, and a little bit of cold light were like wind and rain.

The black-clothed man's sword rose with him and snorted.

"Heaven and earth live together!"

I saw that the sword momentum of the man in black changed from the middle and upper plate to the bottom plate and went up with a strange oblique, and this sword momentum was like a broken bamboo, reaching the throat of the man in gray.

The gray-clothed man is steep, and when he lifts his feet, he can use his feet to resist the sword and carry the sword on it!

The sword of the man in black suddenly came to an empty place. Almost at the same time, the other foot of the man in gray also turned upside down in mid-air, and the sword in his hand also reached the throat of the man in black!

The man in black slashed his sword, the sword was exhausted, and the sword block was already slower!

Just listen to the sound of metal!

Then there was a "snort"! Blood flew out of his right arm!

The man in black broke his sword.

The mask of terror reveals a cold light.

"It's You"

"It's me"

The gray-clothed man said, "The Wudang faction will know this trick, I'm afraid only Ling Xiaozi is the only one." ”

"Is he really the head of Wudang?" Zheng Daohe was horrified in his heart. Pythagorean Library

"Wudang can be said to be almost as good as the northern Shaolin in Jiangnan Wulin, and the head of this Wudang faction has become a member of the network organization, which shows what kind of means the leader of the network organization should be."

Ling Xiaozi said, "The sea god is dead, the proud son is falling, Murong Zang, now in the Jiangnan martial arts, you are the only one who can break me with a sword."

"Do these two know each other?"

Only then did Zheng Daohe understand that it turned out that the man in gray was an old man in gray, his face was full of ravines, and his beard was also a lot. His eyes were a little grey. It seems that he has weak energy, but Zheng Daohe understands that according to the classics, this kind of look has reached the level of simplification and simplicity, and it will only be when he returns to the realm of simplicity and simplicity... Although Zheng Daohe has only been in Jiangnan Martial Arts for a short year, he also knows what Ling Xiao said.

"The proud son falls, the proud son refers to the proud son of the sword Sheng Yuntian, it is said that he was defeated by a young swordsman Gao Yucheng, the sea god died, the sea god is the legendary sea god who lived for a hundred years, the sea god king of the sea king island in the world, Murong Zang, naturally refers to the former martial arts alliance leader with the name of the world, Murong Bai of Murong Villa, who personally took off the plaque and retired a year ago. Zheng Daohe pondered: "According to the words of the man in black, except for these three, if it can be defeated with one move, then the old man in gray must be the swordsman Gao Yucheng who moved the young man to the south of the Yangtze River and defeated Shengyuntian! But I heard that this Gao Yucheng fell into the abyss and died a year ago, how could he appear? Isn't he dead?"

Thinking of this, Zheng Daohe raised his eyes and took a closer look, the face of the gray-clothed old man was a little stiff, and it should be a more delicate mask.

"Could it really be him?"

Ling Xiao said, "I can't imagine that you are not dead"

The old man in gray tore off his mask.

Zheng Daohe saw a handsome but emaciated and vicissitudes of face under the mask.

"The evil fruit has not been hoeed, the wicked have not died, how dare I die"

"In that case, then you can do it!"

Ling Xiao raised his head and said coldly.

"Good"

Gao Yucheng's sword was raised to Ling Xiao's throat.

But the sword didn't go into the throat!

"What are you waiting for?"

Gao Yucheng said, "Although you are not a good person, I don't want to kill you when you enter Jiangnan this time, I just want to find someone"

"Who?"

"You Should Know"

Ling Xiao's eyes moved.

"You're looking for him?"

"Yes, as long as you take me to him, everything will be the same"

"Then you might as well kill me"

"Oh, aren't you really afraid of death"

"Everyone is afraid of death, but if I take you to him, I'm afraid my death will be more painful and ugly."

Ling Xiao was the head of the faction, and there was a flash of fear in his eyes. He thought of Hainan Zi again, that miserable voice.

Gao Yucheng smiled.

"What's so hard about that?"

"Oh?"

Gao Yucheng said, "Today I will solve the Gu poison on your body, you only need to take me to Nanhua, and then you go back to your Wudang, you and I will not violate the river water!"

Gao Yucheng added: "This time, I will definitely not, he will continue to be evil!"

Ling Xiao was thinking. Today is death anyway, if there is a real chance to solve the Gu, for the sake of no

"Will you solve the Gu?"

"I will solve the Gu, I am the Yangtze River Twin Snakes!"