Zheng Tuo squinted his eyes and thought carefully: This kid's sword has left his hand, and the threat is not so big, even if this kid has any abnormal movements, I can stop it.

Zheng Tuo glanced at the three elders, and the three of them immediately understood.

One was wary of Wen Xiaobai, and the other two joined forces with Zheng Tuo to restrain the crazy Zheng Huiqin.

Zheng Tuo and the three of them held Zheng Huiqin and put them in front of Wu Liu.

Wen Xiaobai slowly raised his right hand, which was hanging down in five or six years, and put on the last appearance of his life.

Zheng Huiqin saw Wu Liu, screaming even more in his mouth, and struggled frantically.

Zheng Tuo was anxious and said angrily: "The surname Wen has already done what you said, why hasn't Qin'er seen it yet?"

Wen Xiaobai said: "Don't worry, he won't call for a while." ”

As he spoke, Wen Xiaobai pointed his finger at his right arm.

Zheng Tuo heard that Wen Xiaobai's words had a lot of meaning, and couldn't help shouting: "It's not good!"

But it was too late, and I saw a small blue and black arrow shot out of the right arm of the five or six people.

The arrow wasn't fast, but it was fast.

Because Zheng Tuo couldn't catch it, he watched it pierce Zheng Huiqin and go out of the back of Zheng Huiqin's head.

"Ugh"

Zheng Huiqin made a soft sound in his throat, and finally stopped being crazy, and his trembling body fell silent.

The situation in the field has turned one stubble after another.

Zheng Tuo personally sent his son to the Yama Palace.

At this moment, his body was stained with his son's blood.

Wen Xiaobai was not surprised, there was still no expression on his face, he had expected all this.

Zheng Tuo "poofed" and sat down on the ground, like an old man in his last years, panting incessantly, as if he was about to blow up his lungs.

Wen Xiaobai looked at Zheng Tuo's appearance that his life was worse than death, and the corners of his mouth finally grinned with a satisfied smile.

This smile was extremely dazzling, and it seemed to be able to blind Zheng Tuo's eyes.

"Ah, you killed my son......"

Zheng Tuo jumped up abruptly and yelled.

"Didn't you send it here?" Wen Xiaobai's voice was extremely faint.

Such an easy sentence seemed to tear Zheng Tuo's entire body apart.

Zheng Tuo's heart was furious, his chest rose and fell violently, and a wisp of blood was forced out of the corner of his mouth.

Wen Xiaobai laughed out loud at this time.

It's just that the voice doesn't look like he's laughing, but if he says he's crying, the corners of his mouth are really grinning.

Zheng Tuo shouted: "Take your life!"

Zheng Tuo's long sword was steep, and a few cold rays suddenly came, heading straight for Wen Xiaobai's neck.

Although Wen Xiaobai and the two brothers have not known each other for a long time, they have also gotten along for a few days, and they have already made a heart.

This time the two died, Wen Xiaobai's heart was also like ashes, and he had already expected that he would kill the Qingmu faction today.

Wen Xiaobai sat on the stage and reached out and touched the hilt of the "cicada wings".

But when I heard the crisp sound of the sword, the "cicada wings" came out.

The "Cicada Wings" sword body circled, blocking the fierce attack, and the tip of the sword was like a snake on a stick, stabbing at Zheng Tuo's sword and tiger mouth like lightning.

The "cicada wing" is a few points shorter than the regular sword, but it is better than being transparent and not easy to detect.

By the time Zheng Tuo reacted, the tiger's mouth had been pierced with red blood.

I had to scream and retreat again and again, so as to avoid the misfortune of my right hand being cut off.

Wen Xiaobai also took advantage of the situation to jump, and the sword momentum did not stop, like an arrow off the string, attacking Zheng Tuo.

Zheng Tuo was blinded by the hatred of killing his son, he was angry, and his hand was loosened, so he was given a hand by Wen Xiaobai.

But after all, he is a master of martial arts in the Central Plains, and if he is more serious, it is expected to rank in the top twenty.

Therefore, although Zheng Tuo was in an inferior situation, the long sword in his hand was waved casually, which was able to block Wen Xiaobai.

At this moment, several elders of the Qingmu Sect also reacted. Seeing that the head of the family was frustrated, they couldn't sit idly by and swarm to kill.

All of a sudden, the four masters of the Central Plains attacked Wen Xiaobai together.

Wen Xiaobai snorted lightly and said, "That's how the Qingman faction is. ”

As he spoke, the tip of the sword turned sharply, leaving Zheng Tuo and welcoming the four elders who came over.

The three elders originally thought that Wen Xiaobai would be bent on the head of the sect and would not pay attention to them.

Unexpectedly, Wen Xiaobai was resolute and decisive, and he came to fight them between words.

In an instant, the two sides fought together.

The four handles of white light flickered, and the sound of golden chimes was endless......

There were human deaths here, and blood flashed out, which had already attracted a wave of attention, and they all rushed to see the excitement.

What was waiting to die was the "No. 1 faction in the Central Plains" that had just emerged, and many people died down when they arrived.

A small sect, even if it dies, it won't be able to make any waves, and it won't be very lively.

Who knows, later I saw Wen Xiaobai fighting with the head of the Qingman faction and the three elders, and immediately surrounded a lot of people.

This time it was supposed to be the election of the leader of the alliance, and several major factions didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so they gathered together......

Qingman sent four people to surround Wen Xiaobai, sometimes attacking a few moves, sometimes in unison.

For a while, Wen Xiaobai was trapped in it.

Bai Zhi can't see more bullying less, not to mention that it is his nephew who is being bullied. Therefore, with the hilt of the sword in hand, it is necessary to strike.

Kunlun Yilun, the head of the Kunlun faction, had a good relationship with Bai Zhi, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said: "Master Bai Zhi, the Central Plains is weak, and there is no damage anymore, if you insist on making a move and hurt the feelings of the two factions, I am afraid that the Central Plains Alliance will exist in name only." ”

Bai Zhi snorted coldly, forced Kun Yilun away with his sword, and reprimanded: "Kun Yilun, the Qingman faction took advantage of my competition with others to bully my nephew's head, how can you take into account the feelings of the two factions? If you stop me, you will be the enemy of my Emei faction." Although my Emei faction is not the best in the world, I am not afraid of a few of you famous factions. ”

Hearing this, more than a dozen disciples of Emei were like a great order, and their eyebrows rose upside down, and they all pulled out the long swords in their hands.

The atmosphere in the stadium was cold for a moment.

The women's initiation of Weilai is really not half a point weaker than the men.

Kun Yilun knew that Bai Zhi was spicy, so he said that he would fight, so he hurriedly took half a step back, avoided the edge, and sighed: "Mrs. Bai Zhi, the old man has said all this......

Kun Yilun flicked his sleeves and got out of the way. He knew very well that Bai Zhi would never dare to do anything with anyone now.

I saw two black shadows in the back rushing and standing in front of several people.

"Amitabha"

"Buddha Amitayus"

Two far-reaching whispers-

It is the abbot of Shaolin Temple Huijian and the head of Wudang Mountain.

Huijian clasped his hands together and said, "Mrs. Shi, please calm your anger, wait for the old man and the Daoist Master Chongxu to stop them, ask the reason, and then make a decision." ”

The old monk was to the point, and he was not very partial, so Bai Zhi withdrew his long sword and said, "It's up to the master." ”

Hui Jian took a step forward, and shouted: "Donors, please stop, all the reasons, there are heroes in the world to witness, and no one can rely on them." ”

In the field, Zheng Tuo was angry, how could he listen, waved a few swords, and hurriedly replied: "Old bald donkey, do you have a son? ”

Zheng Tuo can't care about his predecessors, and whoever dares to stop him from taking revenge today is not tolerated by him......