The front of Hanjiazhuang is full of people coming and going, and it is busy. Jiang Xing was dressed in a white Confucian shirt, and in his left hand he was holding a paper fan that he bought for ten cents at the street entrance. With the gift box in his right hand, he walked towards the gate.

The concierge is an old family who is over half a hundred years old, and the old man Han is a famous Confucian in the world, and it is normal for a junior scholar to come to celebrate his birthday.

Behind the gate is a huge courtyard, not as delicate as in Yanjing City, with big trees towering, lush flowers and plants, and a landscape.

"May I ask this little brother, is Han Sanye here?"

"The third master is in the hall...... You are ......"

"Oh, I came from Yanjing City to congratulate Master Han on his birthday, and someone asked me to give Han Sanye a message. You see......"

"In this way, I'll go and see if the third master is free. ”

In the middle of the sound, two people walked out of the inner hall of the compound, one of them was getting older, his face was full of red light, and the rich gentry was pampering. The other was sturdy, with a gloomy face, and a pair of triangular eyes flickering and staring at Jiang Xing, looking up and down.

"Little brother, you are ......"

Han Sanye, who looked like a rich gentleman, spoke: "Who sent me a message?"

"Han Sanye, the stakes are very high, please take a step to speak. ”

"Hmph, junior, when I see you, you are not coming from the right way, say! Your identity and origin ......"

"Huh, this is Han Zhuang, I have something important to tell Han Sanye, which onion are you?"

Jiang Xing's heart was suddenly on fire, and in recent times, many dangers have come to the sky, and a series of sudden changes have made Jiang Xing's evil fire burning, and his temperament is also extremely irritable.

"Bastard! The old man's wonderful hand Xingluo has been wandering the rivers and lakes for more than 30 years, and no younger generation dares to be presumptuous in front of the old man, you ......"

"Han Sanye, look at this ......"

Han Sanye opened his mouth and said: "Brother Li, don't be impatient, this little brother, since you said that someone sent you a message, then you can tell me your identity and name."

"I'm sorry, Han Sanye, the law doesn't pass on to the second ear, I can only tell you alone. ”

Jiang Xing's tough attitude made Han Sanye frown,

"Boy, are you worthy? let the old man ......"

"Your surname is Li?"

Miaoshou Xingluo was stunned for a moment, and laughed angrily: "Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know that the old man's surname is Li Mingxuan......"

"Okay, it's good that your surname is Li, don't shout, you've been in the rivers and lakes for thirty years, it's not by mouth, right?"

Jiang Xing's tongue is vicious, and his magic hand is angry.

"Bastard!" "Clever hand picks up the star and walks forward, just a slap in the face.

Jiang Xing's right index finger flicked casually, and the wrist vein of the star was picked up by the wonderful hand, and the outstretched wonderful hand was shaken off, and the index finger followed the rapid advance, standing up, and the lightning point was on the throat of the other party, which was Hartol's famous skill "Star Divine Light Finger", which Jiang Xing called "One Finger Zen".

"Do you want to try the taste of piercing your throat with a finger? Soon, it is guaranteed that there is no pain!" Jiang Xing sneered with a gloomy face: "Or it is not bad to pierce the skull, the effect is also good."

"Uh...... No...... Don't ......" Miaoshou Xingluo was caught off guard, it was too late to regret it, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Han Sanye was taken aback, he had reached the realm of martial arts, and he didn't even see how the magic hand Xingluo was controlled. Miaoshou Xingluo is the best among the martial artists of his generation, and his skills are amazing, but he is controlled in one move...... Han Sanye's face was gloomy, and he stepped forward and said coldly: "If you don't want to kill him, then let him go and come at me!"

"Han Sanye, I'm just ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, let people go first, since you came to me, then I'll weigh you. ”

Han Sanye pulled out his sword, raised his sword, and the sword momentum controlled Jiang Xing in the power circle, this famous swordsman of the generation lost the demeanor of a famous grandmaster because of his anger, and actually put on a clumsy posture of grabbing the machine to show off his might.

"Come on, old man, see what you are capable of."

"Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword Han Sanye, okay. Jiang Xing pushed away the wonderful hand Xingluo, took the sword in his waist, looked at Han Sanye and said coldly, slowly drew the sword and threw it away:

"Okay, you're going to pounce......"

The sword broke through the air, like thunder, and the onlookers only saw the sword light flashing continuously, and the sword chant was like a faint wind and thunder, and they really couldn't see how the sword was shot, let alone how many swords were swallowed in this lightning and stone fire in an instant. At this moment, the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword Han Sanye quickly struck out seven swords.

Jiang Xing didn't even fight back with a sword, only deftly dodged in a three-foot radius, and the long sword in his hand moved with the figure as if it were nothing.

At the moment before the opponent's sword approached, the tip of the sword stretched out to the opponent's vacancy, forcing the opponent to retract the sword and move to strike again.

In other words, he completely attacked the Thunder Seven Swords, forcing the opponent back to protect himself halfway, and there will be no fiery contact between the two swords.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The Seven Swords were useless, almost completely giving up halfway, and the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword was finally taken aback, and his courage quickly sank.

"Is it possible?" the first-generation swordsmanship master suddenly stopped, and muttered to himself in shock.

The Seven Swords, the seven swords that were as fierce as the stormy waves, did not force the opponent back, no wonder this great master of swordsmanship was shocked and inexplicable, and he was dazzled several times.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is very fierce and violent, and it can be obtained in the world. Jiang Xing said calmly: "However, in front of me, you are not good enough. "The third master of the Heavenly Sword God Lei Han was unwilling, and with a loud roar, he launched a thunderous attack again, the long sword illusion emitted a hazy light, and the sword mang's thunderous sound was deafening, with ten percent

True Qi Imperial Sword, this sword stone is earth-shattering, and it is determined to be successful, and it is irresistible.

"Zheng!" the first contact between the two swords, sparks splashed.

Jiang Xing's figure took a step back slightly, and the sword dragon in his hand was faint.

The Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword was slammed out three or four meters obliquely, so that he could stand steadily.

"My sword......" Wonder Hand Xingluo's face changed drastically, and he stomped his feet and shouted. The two swords are cast in stainless steel, which can be listed as a treasure of the sword, of course, the sword quality of the Heavenly Thunder Sword is one level higher, the two swords are hard to touch, the skills of both sides are extremely profound, and the damaged one must be the one with poor quality.

A sword with a sharp edge is most afraid of blade contact, and any sword of excellent quality will also be damaged, and it is likely that there will be a gap and become a wreckage.

If there is a spark bursting out, there must be a sword damaged, no wonder the wonderful hand Xingluo complained, this sword is finished.

"Okay! The swordsmanship is already ninety percent. Jiang Xing spit out a word, and the sound shook his eardrums: "You also take a few swords from me......"

The Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword was empty in his heart, this sword was still dwarfed by his own divine skills, his arrogant arrogance was extinguished, and he lost the courage to shoot again, and he felt frightened and depressed.

"The old man doesn't care about your arrogance, you are not welcome here. The Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword retreated and stepped back: "Stay away from Hanzhuang as soon as possible, don't let me see you again, hum!"

"Hmph, do you owe me the Seven Swords, just say a few big words and leave?" Jiang Xing had already tried out the opponent's martial arts internal strength cultivation, how could he let this important clue retreat from the whole body? Not to mention that in his plan, the first step was to create a dispute.

"Kill to pay for your life, pay off debts, do you want to be lazy in debt?"

Xingluo, who had been flashing beside him, quietly and slowly raised his left hand.

There are many people watching, who will notice a person raising his hand?

"Wonderful hand Xingluo, what do you want to do?" Jiang Xing's body was thin, but his voice was high: "Your deadly hidden arrow is very insidious, I will remove it for you!"

Miao Hand Xingluo Na was speechless, stiffened, and then let out a miserable scream, the long sword in his left hand that was stabbed by Jiang Xing's ghost, and his elbow was cut off

However, the recognition of the position is very accurate, and the large tendons are cut off by the bone seams, and the arms are divided like unraveling the ox, rather than being cut by force.

This scream triggered the wildness of the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword, and the long sword was full of light, like lightning flashing, and the two swords were flying with each other.