Immediately, there was one more person in front of everyone, and that person was the soul chasing sword Lan Qianyang, Lan Qianyang was slightly surprised and said: "I thought that the young league master's subordinates were just pustules that could only pat on the back, but I didn't expect that there were such people!"

When the two Song Protectors heard Lan Qianyang scolding themselves for being pus, their hearts suddenly became angry, and Song Yuanjian scolded loudly: "What the fuck are you? What's the matter?

Lan Qianyang didn't reply: "I'm not a thing." ”

Song Zhekun said angrily: "He is not a thing in the first place!" Song Yuanjian was stunned after hearing this, although he was the nominal boss of the three, his head was not very good, and he was surprised that Song Zhekun agreed with the enemy's words, and muttered in his heart: "Isn't it the east and the west? Is it the north and the south? Alas, I can't figure it out for a while, no matter what kind of thing he is, kill him first!"

One palm hit Lan Qianyang, although Song Yuanjian's brain is not good, his martial arts are not bad, but he has also practiced some fire, and he has also buried the lives of many heroes by following Xiaochen to the south and north over the years. Seeing the menacing situation, Lan Qianyang was not ready to fight with it, so he took a small step to the right and dodged this palm with a very clever figure. Song Yuanjian saw that one palm missed and another palm, and he never got close to the next few palms, and when he heard a "snap", Song Yuanjian left five finger prints on his face. Song Yuanjian was a little stunned when he was beaten, shook his head and said, "Fuck you, you dare to beat Lao Tzu!" After speaking, he glanced at Song Zhekun, and Song Zhekun immediately understood, so he went up with Song Yuanjian. Song Zhekun apprenticed under the Shaolin sect in his early years, but he only violated the precepts of six impurities and was finally expelled from the sect. But the Shaolin dragon claw hand has also practiced the essence, Song Zhekun thought: "Since you come and go like the wind and your figure is uncertain, then I will use the first form of the dragon claw hand: chasing the wind and catching shadows." Song Zhekun bent his hands into claws, and with Song Yuanjian's attacking palm, he hit Lan Qianyang. The attacking palm is strong, the dragon claw hand is light, one light and one heavy, one soft and one rigid, and they complement each other very tacitly. Sure enough, Lan Qianyang was a little unbearable, even if he was extremely light and did not fall into defeat for the time being, it would inevitably be disadvantageous over time. "Zheng", the soul-chasing sword has been unsheathed, where the dragon claw hand is captured, Lan Qianyang slashes it horizontally with the sword, and the place where the heart palm hits is dodged with the best light skill. Song Zhekun's dragon claw hand made it impossible to grab the soul chasing sword no matter how subtle it was, and Song Yuanjian did not touch Lan Qianyang's clothes from beginning to end. Lan Qianyang swept his right leg sharply and kicked the two to the ground with one kick. The Soul Chaser was also inserted into the scabbard. Although the two were not injured internally, it is unlikely that they will fight again.

Lan Qianyang walked towards Xiaochen, and when he passed by Han Ruizhuo, he suddenly stopped, and looked at the swordsman like himself with his spare eyes. Seeing Han Ruizhuo holding the Boundless Sword in both hands and not moving, he also looked at him with his spare eyes. Lan Qianyang actually felt a chill in his heart, what he was afraid of was not him as a person, nor his sword, but his cold attitude as a swordsman! This kind of attitude he once had, so he became famous at a young age. Once this attitude is exerted to the extreme, no matter who will be invincible in the world!

Lan Qianyang asked, "What about you?"

Han Ruizhuo replied, "I'm not as good as you." ”

This question and answer seems to outsiders to be extremely simple and clear, but at this moment, it is the deepest sympathy in their hearts. A person who practices martial arts is lonely without a friend of life and death in his life, but he has no regret for his opponent, and if he has to choose between a friend and an opponent, he will not hesitate to give up his friend and choose an opponent! This is the feeling that only a swordsman has.

"Do you have to come here to stir up this troubled water?" Xiaochen said as he looked at him.

Lan Qianyang didn't speak, and continued to walk towards Nangong Yue, untying the rope that bound him with his hands.

"You think you can defeat the four of us alone?" Xiaochen said.

"It's three!" Han Ruizhuo said.

"Three?" Xiaochen, Song Yuanjian, and Song Zhekun were very puzzled. Just when the three of them didn't understand, Lan Qianyang already understood: if Han Ruizhuo wanted to challenge him, he would only come alone, and he would never come with others, that was the arrogance of a swordsman!

Lan Qianyang stood up, turned to look at him, his gaze softened, Han Ruizhuo also looked at him, the two looked at each other, and at the moment they intersected, they both understood that they would eventually have a battle, maybe in the future, maybe now, maybe in reality, maybe in a dream!

Nangong Yu walked over to help Nangong Yue, followed Lan Qianyang and prepared to leave, suddenly Nangong Yue vomited blood, Lan Qianyang seemed to understand something, and hurriedly looked at the palm, only to see that the palm was faintly black, and it might not be long before it was poisonous. It turned out that the rope that bound Nangong Yue was poisonous, this poison was very strange, as long as it didn't come into contact with the skin, it would be fine, but once it came into contact, it would invade the skin and melt into the blood.

Song Zhekun showed a wicked smile: "It's still Song Da Protector who is thoughtful, and I accept it!"

Song Yuanjian also smiled: "Where is it, it is not as good as the young alliance master." ”

Xiaochen's face was still filled with an impenetrable smile and said: "It's a pity that the last generation of well-known swordsmen in the rivers and lakes died unexplained." ”

Song Yuanjian and Song Zhekun understood and hugged each other. Lan Qianyang knew in his heart that if he urged the internal force, it would definitely accelerate the poison attack, and when the time came, it would really be impossible to save the Daluo Immortals. Therefore, Lan Qianyang only defended and did not attack, and it was not a way to go on like this, and in the end, he would die at the hands of the two. After thinking about it like this, a golden needle passed through his palm, and the soul chasing sword fell heavily to the ground, and was hit on the chest by Song Yuanjian's attacking palm! Lan Qianyang retreated sharply, and finally half-knelt on the ground, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to struggle to stand up, but he knelt down again.

Song Yuanjian laughed: "Tell your mother to hide? Lao Tzu beat you, you still dare to fucking hide, and now you can't hide?"

Song Zhekun also said: "That's it, you can beat you next to you, and you can hide from a hammer!"

Xiaochen glanced at Han Ruizhuo and motioned for him to kill Lan Qianyang, because he felt that the swordsman's death under the swordsman's sword might be an honor or an insult. Han Ruizhuo remained motionless and still held the sword in both hands, as if he didn't see Xiaochen's signal, and said slowly: "I don't kill people who have no power to restrain chickens." With that, he walked into the distance.

The smile on Xiaochen's face disappeared, and a palm hit Lan Qianyang's Heavenly Spirit Gai, Lan Qianyang also felt it, and took his palm with all his strength. Xiaochen saw that he was seriously injured and poisoned, so it only took two or three layers of kung fu to make this palm, which was too light for the enemy, but he didn't expect Lan Qianyang to come to a fish to die and break the net, and after a palm, he would hurt himself internally. Xiao Chen was annoyed and ashamed, took out the golden needle and shot away, looking at the flying golden needle, Lan Qianyang felt the fear that he had never felt before, and there was a little despair in the fear! He thought that he would no longer be afraid of life and death after becoming a swordsman, but when death came, he was even more afraid than before he became a swordsman, after all, the desire to survive is the most basic emotion of human beings! He slowly closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

"Bell", the golden needle was opened by something, Lan Qianyang slowly opened his eyes, and saw a handsome young man wearing a Taoist robe standing in front of him, holding a sword in his right hand and supporting himself with his left hand. He pushed the handsome young man away, he always thought that since he couldn't live vigorously, he should die vigorously, God was really cruel, he didn't even give him this opportunity, he was arrogant and couldn't get rid of evil, and he wanted others to help, it was really a shame for a swordsman!

Song Yuanjian pointed at the handsome young man and asked, "Who are you? Dare to take care of the young alliance master's affairs, do you think you have lived long enough?"

The young man clasped his hands into fists and said: "In Xia Wudang, Gong Xingwen turned out to be the leader of the Xiaochen Young Alliance, which is really disrespectful." I don't know why everyone has to get along with this young man, seeing that this injured old man and this young girl don't look like bad people, there must be some misunderstanding in this, if you make it clear, turn the conflict into a jade silk, and everyone make friends, isn't that a great thing?"

Song Zhekun stepped forward and scolded: "What the fuck are you......" Suddenly he heard a cough, which was made by Xiaochen, obviously telling him to stop. Song Zhekun swallowed the unfinished words alive, and walked behind Xiaochen with a look.

Xiaochen said: "Who am I?" It turned out to be Gong Shaoxia, the rising star of Wudang, it is rumored that Gong Shaoxia is the head of the third generation of disciples of Wudang today, famous for his Tai Chi swordsmanship, he has admired him for a long time, and has been looking for an opportunity to teach, but it is really unfortunate, but it is really unfortunate that there is an urgent matter today, and he will personally go to Wudang to teach another day. ”

Gong Xingwen said with a smile: "Where is it, the young league master is really good at laughing, since the young league master has something, then please." ”

Xiaochen thought to himself: "The Tianya Sword has been successful, and the green mountains are left, and I am not afraid of running out of firewood." I was injured internally today, and it is inconvenient to settle the new and old accounts with Gong Xingwen's opponent in the future!" When he passed by Nangong Yu's side, he glanced at her and said in his heart: "You will be mine sooner or later!"

Song Yuanjian took a sullen breath and said loudly: "Less...... Young Alliance Leader, this ...... That's going to let them go?"

Song Zhekun whispered: "The leaders of the Young Alliance are gone, and they still don't leave, they want to die, do you think you can beat this stinky Taoist?"

Song Yuanjian was unwilling to grit his teeth and said, "This ...... This...... Alas!" He sighed and chased after him.

"Daddy, don't die, I don't want you to die......" Nangong Yu shouted loudly.

Nangong Yue said intermittently: "Yu'er doesn't cry, everyone dies one day, it's just that some people are earlier and some people are late." is too obsessed with life and death, counting his fingers to live his life, and then he is unhappy. The sudden arrival of death has reduced a lot of unnecessary pain and trouble. Nangong Yue slowly took out a jade pendant from his arms and continued: "This is the jade pendant that fell from Xiaochen's body just now, it is exactly the same as the strange pattern on the jade pendant of the black-clothed man who attacked Nangong Villa a few days ago, it should be determined that it is Xiaochen's minions, and if there is an opportunity in the future, it will be used as physical evidence to correct them." After speaking, he looked at the jade pendant that the person dropped that night from his arms, and the pattern on it was exactly the same.

Nangong Yu was about to reach out to catch it, but Nangong Yue was so tired that as soon as his eyes were closed, two pieces of jade also fell to the ground!

Nangong Yu was in pain, and fainted sadly. Gong Xingwen hurriedly ran over to pick her up, and called out to her anxiously: "Girl, girl." ”

Lan Qianyang picked up the soul-chasing sword that fell to the ground and prepared to leave, but the poison had already attacked his heart, his whole body was weak, and he was struggling.

Seeing this, Gong Xingwen hurriedly said: "Shaoxia's injury is not light, and the poison in his body is highly poisonous, if he doesn't immediately use his power to regulate breath and force out the poison, I'm afraid that he will have to worry about his life in a short time......

"Get out!" but before he had taken a few steps, he fell!