Chen Diqiu heard Zhu Xiangru say goodbye and leave, his face changed, and he said: "Big brother,..." Zhu Xiangru interrupted him and said: "Brother, there is indeed something important for my brother." I believe you have enough ability to solve the trouble here, and you don't need my help to do anything! Let's leave it for the time being, and find another time to meet another day. ”

Chen Diqiu saw that he had made up his mind, and said with a gloomy expression: "Since the eldest brother is leaving, the younger brother does not dare to force him to stay." However, the eldest brother must take the time to visit the brother. As he was talking, he suddenly heard another commotion outside.

At this time, Ah Yun and the rest of the servants were busy cleaning up the painting boat, and according to Chen Diqiu's instructions, they threw all the injured people and corpses of the Evil Dragon Gang into the Dianchi Lake, and then fetched water to wash and wipe the blood stains on the deck and bulkhead. Ah Yun and all the servants were slightly injured, but now they have been given trauma medicine and wrapped up their wounds, and they are no longer in serious trouble. After this battle, the evil dragon gang killed and injured dozens of people, there were many corpses floating on the water surface of Dianchi Lake, the injured gang fluttered on the water, the lightly injured swam to the boat, the more seriously injured sank to the bottom of the lake and drowned, and the lake water within a radius of dozens of zhang was stained red with blood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Giant Xiong, the deputy leader of the Evil Dragon Gang, did not dare to stay for a long time, and led the rest of the leaders to turn around and run away, and in a short time ran several miles away. Ah Yun and the servants all laughed when they saw his embarrassed appearance.

As soon as everyone had finished packing up the boat, they saw a small boat in the southeast direction speeding towards it, followed by one in the distance, and the boat in front of it approached the boat in the blink of an eye, and there were seven or eight people standing on the bow of the boat, pointing and pointing towards the boat. At this time, everyone saw that the person in the small boat behind them was Giant Xiong, and it turned out that he did not escape, but moved the rescuers.

The boat in front of it stopped at a distance of four or five feet from the boat, and several people stood side by side in the bow of the boat, on the left was a man of forty-five or sixteen years old, short in stature, with a fierce face, carrying a large copper hammer of golden gourd, and on the right was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a red shirt, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his face was full of unruly. The person in the middle was dressed in black, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and his face was expressionless. There are four or five more characters behind the three of them.

Chen Diqiu recognized that the person holding the golden gourd and copper hammer was Xun Wuba, the leader of the Evil Dragon Gang, named Wuba, but he was the overlord of the hundreds of miles of Dianchi Lake. The red-shirted young man's name is Long Yinze, a young swordsman in Yunnan, he didn't pay attention to either of them, but when he saw the man in black, Chen Diqiu's face couldn't help but change greatly, he shrank behind Zhu Xiangru, grabbed his right arm, and said, "Big brother, the thieves of the Evil Dragon Gang have invited helpers, you can't leave now!"

Zhu Xiangru asked, "What is the origin of these few?" Chen Diqiu shook his head and said: "I only know that the person carrying the copper hammer is Xun Wuba, the leader of the Evil Dragon Gang, and I don't know the names and surnames of the other two, but they are very powerful, and the younger brother is not an opponent." You must help me, if you leave now, they will kill me if you can't tell, and we will share blessings and hardships. ”

Zhu Xiangru looked at the two people on the boat, pondered for a while, and said, "Since this is the case, I will stay for the time being, and leave when your matter is resolved." Chen Diqiu was overjoyed, with Zhu Xiangru's support, he was bold, straightened his chest, and walked to the bow of the boat with a paper fan.

When Xun Wuba saw him, he scolded: "You little thief, sissy, bastard who is neither male nor female, has hurt so many of my brothers, I will definitely break the corpse into ten thousand pieces." Chen Diqiu was not angry, snorted in his nostrils, and said, "Who told them to be so pustules, I will send them away in three or two clicks." According to me, your Dragon Gang will simply change its name to the Pusbag Gang in the future. With that, Ah Yun and several servants also laughed.

Xun Wuba was full of anger, let alone answered, and suddenly jumped from the small boat, jumped to the edge of the painting boat, and put the copper hammer in his hand on the side of the boat, and jumped five or six feet high with a force. His golden gourd copper hammer is about four or five feet long, the hammer head is pumpkin-shaped, and the whole body is made of cooked copper, weighing about 30 catties, which shows that his strength is extraordinary.

Chen Diqiu shouted: "Say you don't fight, and you don't say hello, it's shameless!" As soon as his figure retreated, he dodged and avoided it, and Xun Ba smashed into the air. At this time, Ah Yun and several servants had already surrounded him. Xun Wuba danced a golden gourd hammer like a whirlwind, whirring wind, sweeping and smashing, Ah Yun and others did not dare to touch it, only started a fight with him, Xun Wuba put his strength into a hard fight, and after a while, the deck was smashed by him A few holes, Chen Diqiu felt sorry for him and ruined the painting boat, his face sank, and shouted to Ah Yun and others: "You are so useless, so many people can't beat one." ”

When Ah Yun and others heard this, they stepped up their offensive, several people fought more than a dozen moves, only to hear Xun Wuba shout, it turned out that he was stabbed in the leg, one stumbled, rushed forward two steps, the upper body was wide open, and he was hit by a sword in his arm, he was injured in the legs and hands, and the defeat appeared, and he fought a few more moves, Ah Yun suddenly jumped up, and kicked his chest in a row, and kicked him in the chest, these two legs kicked particularly hard, Xun Wuba had severe pain in his chest, and he was unsteady on his feet, and he took a few steps back in a row, and fell into the water on his back.

But when he was about to fall to the water, he suddenly saw a black shadow flash, and the man in black on the boat rushed out like lightning, grabbed him by the collar, and put one foot on the barrel of a spear floating on the water, and rushed back to the boat like lightning, putting Xun Wuba in the cabin. He came and went, holding a person weighing more than 100 pounds in his hand, and his movements were as fast as lightning, it was only a matter of a very short time, and when everyone understood, he had already rescued Xun Wuba back on the boat.

Chen Diqiu and the others were all taken aback when they saw him so skillful. Even Zhu Xiangru couldn't help but wonder: "This man in black has very high light skills, what kind of sect is it?" Xun Wuba was seriously injured at this time and had already fainted. The young man in the red shirt looked at Chen Diqiu and said coldly: "More than ten people fight one, they are not considered heroes!"

Chen Diqiu smiled and said, "No matter how many people fight one, as long as you win, you will be a hero!" The red-shirted young man shouted: "Okay, I will teach you how to win more and less!"

Chen Diqiu took a few steps back, Ah Yun and the others had already taken precautions, and suddenly surrounded him in a circle, the red-shirted young man laughed loudly, waved his long sword, and guided the north to hit the west, and the sword moves were extremely exquisite. Zhu Xiangru saw that he used the Diancang swordsmanship, the Diancang faction is a famous sect in southern Yunnan, known for its swordsmanship, and its reputation in the rivers and lakes is as famous as Kunlun, Kongtong, and Emei, which is slightly inferior to Shaolin and Wudang, but it is not much worse.

Li Xiangru knew that the famous disciples were extraordinary after all, and the martial arts of Ah Yun and others were by no means opponents, so he secretly shouted that it was not good. Thinking of this, he only heard a few screams, several of Chen Diqiu's servants were injured one after another, and Ah Yun was also hit by a sword on his left wrist, they had fought for a long time before, and they were also slightly injured, and when they met a swordsman like the red-shirted youth, of course they were invincible.

Chen Diqiu immediately pulled out the soft sword at his waist and rolled into the battle circle like a whirlwind, blocking the red-shirted youth and replacing Ah Yun and the others.

It turned out that the red-shirted youth and the black-clothed man were both masters of the Evil Dragon Gang who spent a lot of money to deal with Chen Diqiu, and they were delayed on the way due to other things, so they came late, which caused the Evil Dragon Gang to suffer great damage.

The red-shirted youth and Chen Diqiu jumped up and down with a red shirt and a white shirt, fighting inextricably on the painting boat, but listening to the sword wind whistling, the sword light shimmering, you come and go, I can't see the figures of the two clearly, it is almost evening at this time, the sunset is slanting, and the sunset shines on the sword blade, emitting a bright light, which is even more impressive. I saw Chen Diqiu's soft sword flying like a spiritual snake, and like a ribbon flying, bending and straightening, moving forward and backward, up and down, the tricks are complicated and dazzling. The red-shirted young man has dense sword moves, exquisite moves, and strict laws between offense and defense.

After thirty or forty moves between the two, Ah Yun and the others retreated to the side to watch, seeing that Chen Diqiu couldn't fight for a long time, and their hearts hung for him. When Zhu Xiangru saw seven or eight moves, he knew that Chen Diqiu was slightly better than half a chip, the two of them were similar in terms of swordsmanship and internal strength, but Chen Diqiu took advantage of the blade, the soft sword was more than a foot longer than the general sword, far away to attack, close to defend, although the red-shirted young man's swordsmanship was strong, but the skill was not enough, there were many flaws, if Chen Diqiu could seize the opportunity, after fifty moves, he would definitely win with one blow.