The old guard Luo Zi sat in the carriage, did not get out of the carriage, nor did he look at the black and white double brake, he knew that this was just a bait.

Sure enough, in the depths of the bamboo forest, in the shadow of a swaying bamboo, the sword was like a flying phoenix, stabbing straight at the position where Yang Ze was standing. Yang Zezheng was engrossed in watching the rare master over there in black and white, and he didn't move.

Guard Luo Zi's right hand poked down, and a sword in his sleeve slid into his hand. Press lightly, flick the machine, and the frost blade is unsheathed.

The sword in the sleeve, which was originally hidden in the sleeve, is similar to the fish intestine sword.

Luo Zi, one of the tiger generals of Beifu back then, the sword of death.

The two fought together, gradually going deep into the bamboo forest, and everywhere they went, the thin and weak bamboo was uprooted by Jian Gang.

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman and grandson, and a sword weapon moved in all directions", Wei Zhongcheng shook the feather fan and said to himself, Yang Ze was beside him, Huang Yi and the three elders of the Ye family followed closely, and several people looked at Luo Zi who was gradually moving away.

Not far away, a scholar led a horse, the scholar rubbed his sour shoulders and sat on the horse and kept complaining, the scholar just smiled shyly, and said softly, "You are a scholar who looks like a young master, and you don't even have this strength."

"Your gun is too heavy, I knew I wouldn't be this gunman, you see how comfortable they are as a sword servant."

The scholar glanced at the scholar on the horse, and said angrily, "You just fell in love with the maid who used the sword, and you still made so many excuses, you don't want to think about what you are capable of, can people look down on you, what are you doing with me every day to walk the rivers and lakes with my wife?"

"What else can you do when you eat or have children? They are also down-and-out families", the scholar was a little emotional, and muttered with a red face, seeing that the young master was angry, he didn't dare to defend himself too much. I looked down and thought about it, then looked up and said, "Why don't I carry my bags on my back."

The scholar glanced at him, calmed down his anger, and said earnestly, "This marriage is the most important thing to pay attention to, you don't always have too high your eyes, it's not easy for us to go to the rivers and lakes, and it is more difficult for people to be rich and rich." Even if you fall into trouble, you can't pick and choose like the cabbage in the market, you can step on it if you want, right?"

The scholar lowered his head and listened, muttering, "Didn't you also fall in love with the woman who dropped the sachet?"

"Ridiculous, as long as you are exquisite, you can see anything", the scholar remembered the woman's delicate figure, smiled, and there was a girl's body fragrance on the sachet, not only his face was slightly red.

"Young Master, isn't it the Seven Tricks Exquisite?".

"You're always quick to speak, of course you know a little more than others."

The scholar was dumbfounded and silent, and the two stood in the bamboo forest watching the fight scene.

A six-year-old boy on the hillside in the distance, with his hands folded behind his back, walked slowly, smiling and watching the people fight, without fear.

"It turns out that Taixuan, Lingyi, and Haowu, who have been hidden in the rivers and lakes for many years, are here", the boy crossed his waist with one hand, and smiled at the three elders of the Ye family in a childish voice, "Three old men, today I want to borrow something from this young descendant, I don't know if you can offer it with both hands."

"What?".

"Life".

The old man looked indifferent, attacked the six-year-old boy, crossed over from the top of the boy's head, waved out a palm of his left hand, and slashed the boy's right shoulder obliquely, the boy stabbed out obliquely with a knife in his hand, the old man Taixuan volleyed a steep rotation of 180 degrees, the harrier turned over, and suddenly came to the left side of the boy, and hit it in the air. This punch was vigorous, majestic as the endless waves of qi in the vast river and sea, converging into a one-foot-long sword and slamming down.

"Okay, good, hold Pu Shenzhang", the boy's right hand turned, drew an arc in the air, a pair of small hands took Taixuan's palm, the palms intersected, the boy and the old man Taixuan in front of him, there was a loud bang, and the ground cracked out of a five-zhang wide ravine.

The old man Taixuan retreated three feet in the air and stabilized his figure.

The six-year-old boy put his feet on the ground, and with the help of the earth's momentum, he left deep foot marks, but he did not take half a step back. The old man Taixuan was slightly surprised, with the power of his Hupu Divine Fist, even if it was a ten-layer heavy armor, it had already been shattered, and this boy had not moved at all, which showed that the internal force cultivation was deep, and it was obvious that he had already touched the taste of the heavenly realm.

"Who the hell is this boy? Could it be that he has been cultivating since his mother's womb?"

The boy suddenly felt a movement in the ground, turned his palm into a knife, slashed to the ground, nine green dragons were entangled, where the whistle went, the ground slammed loudly, the dust flew, and the old man Lingyi jumped up from the ground where the ground cracked, but at this moment, his legs were wringed in the air.

"Array", the old man of Haowu rose in the air and occupied the Kun position, Taixuan and Lingyi stood in the dry and kan positions respectively, and the "Sancai Tiangang Array" was activated. This formation is the last time after the three people were injured, the formation of the performance of the dedication, the formation of three into one, one into three, the terrifying vitality formed up to dozens of zhang, almost no thickness of the wall of light, the majestic vitality cover, like a copper wall of iron, the six-year-old boy in the core, the wall of light is covered with many strange textures, painted with Taoist talismans, Buddhist Sanskrit, like a sea of stars. Concluding the Yuan Qi Barrier with terrifying Yuan Qi, the three of them slowly advanced to the middle, the Yuan Qi cover continued to shrink, and the boy's body was filled with countless small Yuan Qi sword wires, blending ice and fire, and it seemed that he was about to be refined to death in the terrifying Yuan Qi.

When the three elders of Taixuan, Lingyi, and Haowu first came down the mountain, they were already in the Taiqing realm, and the three of them stayed together for decades, and their hearts were connected, and the three of them were close to the heavenly realm.

At this time, the three of them found out that they had been deceived, and the six-year-old boy deliberately showed weakness just now, luring the three of them to open the Sancai Tiangang Array, in order to test the vitality, and kill them all. I saw that the boy lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, the joints around his body clicked, and his vitality soared, thinking about the sharp increase in the flow of qi in his body. He flicked it with his hand, like playing a pipa, and every time he played it, the wall of the Yuan Qi Gang continued to vibrate and a crack appeared. I saw that his ten fingers were like flying, and the palace, business, horn, sign, and feather were continuously issued, and the sound of Zheng Zheng almost pierced everyone's eardrums, and the cliff of vitality shattered. The three elders had not yet withdrawn, and in the blink of an eye, the boy's hand knife was inserted into the chest of the three elders, and the internal force skyrocketed, and the meridians of the three people were broken, and they languished on the ground, and the three elders who had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades were easily killed by the six-year-old boy.

The pipa is played through the blue sky.

Zhongnan Mountain's supreme miraculous skills, even the Benniu Cave and the Leiyin Pagoda are only lost kung fu that are only recorded in the skin. Ye Qingxuan looked at the three elders who were languishing on the ground, and snatched them up, shooting arrows through the clouds in succession, like a torrential rain, flying all over the sky.

"It's a pity that this little sister is like a flower", the six-year-old boy showed a little pity on his face, stretched out his hand to flick it, and sneered at a Tiangang vitality, with flames, like a meteor, and bounced into Ye Qingxuan's body, and Ye Qingxuan also fell to the ground in an instant.

Even if Ye Qingxuan was wearing silver armor, she had already pierced it, she felt that her blood was reversed, her vitality attacked her brain, she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

No one expected that the six-year-old boy would be so weird, this sudden and strange change made Yang Ze shocked, and with the help of the flexible bamboo bullet, Qingfeng came out of the sheath.

Suddenly, a spear opened the layers of bamboo, stabbing from the bamboo forest on the right, and the bamboos burst one by one everywhere they went, and in an instant they were close to Yang Ze's side, and a spear was like a dragon going out to sea and opening its bloody mouth, and the tip of the spear turned into countless raindrops in an instant.

Yang Ze Qingfeng sword was handed out, the long sword swung sideways, and the tip of the spear in the book was a little bit, and it rebounded back, and the Qingfeng sword buzzed and trembled.

Yang Ze just watched the battle, the three elders of the Ye family fought fiercely with the boy, and the doubts of the sword in his heart were somewhat clear, in the way of the sword, the sword is made by example, the yin and yang are one, the Tao is one, one is Tai Chi, one is two, the second is yin and yang, two is three, the third is the yin and yang cooperation, all things are negative yin and embrace yang, in order to play the ultimate of the sword.

Yang Ze used his example as a sword, pulling Qing Feng to slash out, making the scholar of the spear turn around for the second time, the tip of the spear shook, rolling out countless spear flowers, like blooming orchids, and countless cyan pythons spit out their tongues and bites. Yang Ze transported the Xuanzhu Divine Skill and injected it into the Qingfeng Sword, and the majestic vitality turned into a dragon and tossed out to the sea, sweeping away the virtual and real giant pythons.

The white-clothed scholar smiled, and the spear was handed out, "Go to the dragon and turn over", "Qinglong three swing tails", the spear swept across a dragon, the ground collapsed and the mountains were destroyed, the sound was like a night cry of Zigui, the tragic bird was wooden, the realm of martial arts had obviously surpassed the first-class master, and he forcibly blocked a narrow path and pierced Yang Ze's left arm, "poof", the tip of the gun was bloody.

The scholar twisted the handle of the gun with his right hand, and Yang Zeqing's clothes were torn into strips, revealing the copper-colored skin trained by the sixteen stacks of waterfalls.

Yang Ze felt his ribs rattle and the pain went into his bone marrow. He sank with his left hand, grabbed the handle of the spear, and pulled the spear out, and the backhand Qingfeng sword was sharpened along the spear, and the scholar in Tsing Yi blocked the spear horizontally, and his teeth rattled.

This gun turned out to be the "golden wrong gun" that has been famous for a long time.

Yang Ze remembered that the "Spring and Autumn Bu Operator" in the arsenal of Niutoushan once had a detailed review of the martial arts sects in the world, among which the gun is the thief among the soldiers, and this marksmanship is also the most difficult to practice, and it is known as "the day stick, the moon knife, and the gun every year". can use the spear like a scholar, I am afraid that only the Eastern Wu spear king Du Junxuan and his apprentice Zheng Rentai, this scholar must be his apprentice Zheng Rentai regardless of age.

If it was the gun king Du Junqiu who had just handed in the raptor a shot, I am afraid that Yang Ze would probably have to cut off his meridians. The scholar in white shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity."

Sword intent, he suddenly felt this elusive thing, and it flashed in his mind.

The white-clothed scholar spear swings horizontally on his chest, as fast as the wind, and the golden gun is made of dark iron with a hilt, weighing 100 catties, and it is the spirit of the soldiers, and even the Qingfeng sword that sharpens iron like clay can't help it.

See the dragon unloading the armor.

The scholar jumped up, and the golden wrong gun stunt "Seeing the Dragon Unloading the Armor" Shi will come out, this is the famous stunt of the gun king Du Junqiu, thinking that Du Junsui relied on this trick back then, and the gun picked Lingzhou has already touched the realm of several great masters, and he was killed with one shot, so he won the name of the king of guns.

A spear in his hand was like a green snake, swimming as strong as a dragon, and the sound in his ears was like thunder. As the spear progressed, the air burst everywhere it went, and the ground immediately exploded into ravines and holes.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, Luo Zisu had a little blood on his clothes and shoes, I don't know if it was his or the granddaughter's, witnessing the scene just now, he tried to break free from the entanglement of the granddaughter, but the woman bit like a dog's skin plaster, and couldn't tell the winner for a while.

It seems that the Luwang Mansion is determined to win this time, and he wants to get rid of this hereditary Dingguo Duke halfway, and kill him quickly.

Yang Ze let out a long roar and raised the Qingfeng Sword, with no desire or desire in his heart, no self and no mercy.

In front of Luo Zi and the white-clothed scholar, the golden Dapeng soared into the air, ambushed down, the sword moved at will, and the moves were superimposed, just like the rolling Longjiang water behind Huizhou, endlessly, smashing into the top of the white-clothed scholar's head.

The white-clothed scholar's face changed in shock, and he returned to the gun to block.

The Qingfeng sword in Yang Ze's hand moved the mountains and rivers, and the brilliance was shining.

"Jujube Red"

"Lou"

......

"Sweat and blood"

Yang Ze released the moves in the old groom's drawing one by one.

Since the debut of the white-clothed scholar, he has repeatedly succeeded, except for the Northern Snow Moon Sect and the Plum Blossom Tianyan Sword of Wangting Mountain, he has never seen such a fierce sword move, the spear Jiaolong was locked by the sword momentum of the Qingfeng Sword, and the Tsing Yi scholar Jin Wrong Gun got out of his hand.

He felt that the sea of qi in his internal organs was blocked, his feet staggered, and where he stood, he was smashed down the huge pit, and the sword qi around him was surging, endless, only to see his body languishing, opening his mouth to spurt out a pool of blood, his chest rose and fell, and he was obviously injured by Qingfeng's sword qi.

"You are also from Luwangfu?", Yang Ze looked at the scholar, it was the scholar who returned the sachet that day, and the last sword was not chopped.

"King Lu is a fart", the scholar in Tsing Yi opened his mouth again and spewed out red blood. At this moment, although he was seriously injured, his face was proud, and he did not bend his knees and beg for mercy.

"You're the one of the apocalypse?"

The corners of Apocalypse Deadpool Zheng Rentai's mouth rose and he was silent.

Yang Ze waved his hand, and the scholar in white, the scholar on horseback, stepped forward and picked up the golden wrong gun to help him walk away.

"I say, it's better to play with a gun than with a sword, young master, you still don't believe it", the scholar muttered as he walked.

The scholar spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

The six-year-old boy walked up to Yang Ze with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "The luck of the three teachings of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism is all tied to you alone, no wonder I am merciless."

He swung out his knife in his hand, and slashed at Yang Ze with a chilling aura.

The maid Huang Yi snatched out sideways and held up the Qingluo umbrella. On the umbrella, a piece of umbrella knives as thin as cicada wings form the umbrella cover, and the dozens of umbrella knives rotate like spinning tops, resisting the hand knife, and the domineering sword gang disappears in an instant. The thirty Shura knives flew out of the umbrella bone one by one, and there was a faint thunder and lightning on the knife, and they slashed down at the boy.

Shura Soul Slashing Knife.

The boy was shocked, jumped up, and flew upside down dozens of feet.

At this time, on Zhugong Mountain in the distance, a middle-aged man with a chess basket in his hand gently popped out a piece of chess pieces, sneered, and slammed into the nine acupoints of the six-year-old boy. The six-year-old boy panicked, and several of his bodies disappeared in an instant, and the chess player did not chase after him, but let him go away.

Yang Ze looked up at the maid Huangyi. Huang Yi put away the umbrella knife, walked over, and gently helped Yang Ze up, and at this moment Yang Ze knew that Huang Yi was the secret Deadpool of the palace that the old lady said.

Yang Ze looked at the fight in the distance, the flying knife Ding Wei's double knives were broken, and he competed with the black evil in the front. There have been several holes in the body that have been pierced by the black demons. Xishu Jiantang made the right black evil to deal with Ding Wei's thick iron fist with all his might, but he was accidentally hit by the demon sect fairy Han Yao's internal force to dissolve the soul devouring scatter, and the black evil was stunned for a moment, and was beaten by Ding Wei's punch to the meridians. Seeing this, Bai Sha was about to flee, when the sixteen swords in the quiver of the Ziyi monk swirled down on Bai Sha's head, stirred up the thick sword pillar, and hanged him alive.

Yang Ze didn't care about the gunshot wound on his body, turned around and picked up Ye Qingxuan, and gently put it on the carriage, just like holding the moonlight in the water with both hands, and it would be broken with a little force, carefully. Hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets, found the Soul Rejuvenation Golden Pill sent by the little Taoist priest of Niutou Mountain before going down the mountain, and swallowed several pieces for Ye Qingxuan in a row, if the little Taoist priest saw it, he would not be distressed to death, this was all the pill that he had spent several years refining to refine.