In the middle of the night, in a valley outside Tongbai City, there were suddenly a few sharp whistles, first there were a few whistles on the southwest corner, followed by a whistle on the southeast corner, the whistle was sharp and sad, and it didn't take long for it to be gathered in one place, it was the Xingzhu Sea that sent people to blow the flute and gather everyone to gather.

"Senior brother's magic power is an eye-opener for us. The sound of the flute died down, and someone shouted again. I saw that in the valley, there was a pile of flames, the flames were about five feet high, the color was pure blue, and the ghostly atmosphere was very different, which was very different from ordinary flames. More than a dozen people gathered around the flames, dressed in linen and arrowroot shirts, fell to the ground around the flames. Only a man in sackcloth stood fluttering, put one end of a two-foot-long jade flute to his mouth in front of the flame, and blew it towards the flame, the flame was extinguished steeply, and then it was bright, and with a bang, it soared into the air, rising a few feet high, and then slowly descended.

Although he is a senior brother, this star-picking young man is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, tall and thin, his face is blue and yellow, and his face is quite handsome. However, when Ding Chunqiu created the school, in order to make the martial arts of the Xingzhu faction stronger from generation to generation, he set the rules of ranking by the strength of kung fu. The elder brother has great power, and if the junior brother is not satisfied, he can resist by force at any time, and then he will use martial arts to determine the level. If the senior brother wins, being a junior brother will naturally kill and fight. If the junior brother wins, he will immediately become the elder brother and put the original senior brother to death. Master only stood by and did not intervene. Under this rule, everyone must work hard to protect themselves, but on the surface they must remain quiet and appear to be lowly in martial arts, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the senior brother. The people of the other sects often stagnate when they reach a certain level of attainment, but the people of the Xingzhu sect do not dare to be lazy for a long time. Always practice diligently. As a senior brother, he is certainly afraid, and he is afraid that every junior brother will challenge him. And as a junior brother, he is always worried that the senior brother will find his head. But as long as the kung fu is strong, the senior brother is not sure of victory, and he will not provoke easily. Xingzi can become a senior brother of the Xingzhu faction at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, whether it is a martial arts method, it can be described as a temporary choice, and the oppression of a group of juniors and disciples is also very ruthless.

"Second junior brother, the master asked you to chase after the little junior sister, can you find any trace of her?" After blowing the flames for a while, he picked up the stars and said to a lion-nosed man. This person is Mo Yunzi, the second disciple of the Star Sect. Xingzi was also a little jealous of him in the past, and seeing that he did something wrong, he happened to have a seizure today.

"Back to Senior Brother, I have already found the traces of the little junior sister, but it is just ...... It's just ......" Mo Yunzi stammered, seeming to hesitate.

"It's just what? Are you acting in vain and losing the trace of your little junior sister?" exclaimed Xingzi. After Shenmu Wang Ding was stolen by Ah Zi, Ding Chunqiu sent several groups of disciples out to hunt him down, and finally even he was sent out. vowed to arrest Ah Zi and take him back. Seeing that Mo Yunzi made a mistake, Xingzi had a chance to rectify it.

Frightened in his heart, Mo Yunzi hurriedly said, "No...... Not...... The junior sister is still near Tongbai City. It's just that the junior brother was entangled by Gusu Murong, and the junior brother didn't dare to go without permission!"

"Why don't you dare to go without permission? "North Qiao Peak. Nan Murong" is the two masters of martial arts in the Central Plains, and even he can hear about the fame of the two in the Western Regions.

Mo Yunzi said: "Although I haven't met Nan Murong. But he met Beiqiao Peak, and he blocked his footprints!"

As soon as this statement came out. Everyone couldn't help but let out an "oh" in unison. Xingzi frowned slightly, and said, "Are the beggars also involved in this matter? That's not very easy to do." ”

Mo Yunzi was a little scared. But he still said: "Senior brother, then Qiao Feng is not the leader of the beggar gang for a long time, you just came from the west, I don't think you heard about the recent major event of the Central Plains Martial Arts." That Qiao Feng has been expelled from the beggar gang!" He didn't care about himself, and he spoke much more smoothly, and he said it in one breath.

Xingzi sighed, his tense face relaxed, and asked, "Did Qiao Feng expel the beggars?"

At this time, another disciple, that is, the third disciple of the Xingzhu faction, chased Fengzi and said: "Everyone in the rivers and lakes says so, and they also say that he is not a Han person, but a Khitan person, and everyone in the Central Plains heroes wants to kill him and is willing." I heard that this person killed his father, mother, master, and friends, and was despicable and indecent, and did all kinds of evil. ”

Xingzi sneered twice, and said: "What 'North Qiao Feng, South Murong', that is the self-proclaimed words of their Central Plains martial artists, I don't believe that these two guys can resist the magic skills of my Star Sect!"

Chasing Fengzi said: "Exactly, exactly! The juniors and disciples also think the same." Brother Master's martial arts are extraordinary, and this time he came to the Central Plains, and he just slaughtered 'North Qiao Feng and South Murong' together, and frustrated the sharpness of the Central Plains martial artists, so that they could know the power of my Star Sect. ”

"Yes, you want to kill me, see if you have the ability!" Chasing Fengzi's voice fell, and a group of Xingzhu Sect disciples suddenly heard these words. As he spoke, everyone saw that the flames around them suddenly dispersed, and two thin green flames were separated, burning towards the stars.

"Who?" he shouted, and slapped his left palm obliquely, against the green flames, so that he would not be allowed to come closer. The green flame froze in mid-air for a moment, and then the flame head moved forward again. In the darkness, it was like a long green snake lying in the air, swinging gently, the color was bright and weird, and the light flickered uncertainly.

Xingzi shouted loudly, and the palm power increased, and suddenly the green fire sneered twice, and two sparks burst out, attacking from the left and right. The green fire is lit with drugs such as nitrate and phosphorite, which is not surprising, and under the impetus of internal forces, it becomes a flame that hurts people, and the momentum is very fierce, as if it wants to cut off the two green flames and push people in reverse. The two junior brothers applauded: "Good kung fu, senior brother is amazing!"

However, before the two of them could finish speaking, there were two winds, and two sparks shot back quickly and incoherently towards the star-pickers. Xingzi was only stunned with fright, and in a moment, two sparks had shot in front of him, and he hurriedly jumped up, one spark flew under his feet, and the second spark had rushed to his lower abdomen. Xingzi was in mid-air, how could he still be able to pull up? With a snort, sparks had burned into his belly. With a loud "ah" cry, the star picked up, and fell, and the green fire returned into the pile of flames.

Xingzi's expression was gloomy, and he bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted into the flames. The flame suddenly dimmed, and then it became so bright that it was not easy for the eyes of the people to open it. The disciples still couldn't help but applaud loudly: "Senior brother's good skills have opened our eyes. Xingzi spun sharply, turning more than ten times like a spinning top, his big sleeves flicked, and the whole pile of flames rose steeply, and pressed forward like a wall of fire. (To be continued.) )