Fu Haiqing, who was about to walk inside, suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, his brows furrowed and his arms pierced, and he was about to make a move, but he was gently taken by Li Jinglan beside him, and the two of them slid out half a foot to the right, and turned to look, but it was two eighteen or nineteen-year-old teenagers, who swept forward without scruples in the crowd.

Fu Haiqing looked at Li Jinglan with a side face: "Can this be endured?"

The corners of Li Jinglan's mouth twitched: "Fart, can you learn something from my father?" It's only been a few days, and the mantle of yin and yang weirdness has been taken over easily?"

"Tut, in the end, he is a disciple of the Taoist Sect, and he is full of qi cultivation kung fu!" Fu Haiqing stretched out his thumb and shook it. The hippie smile suddenly closed: "Brother Lan, why do I think you are a little different?"

Li Jinglan smiled self-deprecatingly: "Aren't you the same?"

Both of them fell silent suddenly.

The crowd that walked into Dashiping, with Fu Haiqing's fierce face and carrying a one-armed, was not a master to mess with at first glance, and there was no friction in the process of squeezing into the circle. The two of them didn't go too far, and they stopped when they almost walked to the front. I can already see the fight in the field.

In today's Li Jinglan's view, the so-called revenge and trouble-making is like a high-sounding game of fame, and the opening remarks that look domineering are out: a certain mountain and a certain faction...... In addition, the flower fist embroidered legs are really good, and it is a bit boring. Looking back at Fu Haiqing, what this thing is looking at is not a fight in the field, but a chivalrous fairy in colorful clothes on the treetops, with a pig-like face, and her chin is flowing to her chin. I couldn't help but laugh.

Since it was boring, it was better to go back to the inn to practice, so Fu Haiqing, who turned back one step at a time, walked out to the periphery, and walked out of the edge of the crowd, Li Jinglan suddenly said "Huh", Fu Haiqing looked up, a cold-faced yellow-clothed girl more than thirty feet away was walking towards him, and an old man with a smile behind him followed unhurriedly.

That face, that posture, is a few floors higher than the colorful clothes on the big stone flat just now, Fu Haiqing swallowed and foamed: "Brother Lan, look, look, this can be on the top!"

"Shut up, close your eyes, if you don't want to die!" Li Jinglan lowered his head slightly and said softly.

Fu Haiqing was stunned for a moment, the strong wind behind him rose again, this time there was no need for Li Jinglan to remind, the two of them turned sideways at the same time, and sure enough, it was the two arrogant teenagers again, running towards the girl in yellow.

Li Jinglan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he whispered: "Looking for death!" Fu Haiqing's obscene posture suddenly changed, he was as angry as a mountain, took a step forward, and reached under his waist with one arm, but he was kicked in the back by Li Jinglan, and his domineering martial artist image suddenly plummeted, and he heard a voice behind him: "What a fart! They are dying by themselves, and they want you to make a move?"

The two young men with flying spirits flew to the girl in yellow, both stopped, and clasped their fists to salute: "Senior sister is also here to join in the fun?"

It turned out to be familiar, Fu Haiqing looked at Li Jinglan, Li Jinglan touched his nose and looked up at the sky. pretended to be nothing, but there was a depression in my heart.

But when they heard the "bang" twice, the two young heroes who were full of spirits were swept away by the scabbard under the waist of the girl in yellow in a blink of an eye, Fu Haiqing was immediately dumbfounded, I have never seen this kind of operation!

The girl in yellow didn't even look at the two of them, she walked straight to Da Shiping, and walked past Li Jinglan and Fu Haiqing, without squinting, Li Jinglan hurriedly turned her face to the other side.

The smiling old man in the back caught up, stretched out his hand to grab the void, and the two teenagers flew back from a distance, and they didn't rely on the old and sell the old, and smiled: "It turned out to be the two sons of the Chu family, and the inferior granddaughter is gone, sorry, sorry!"

Fu Haiqing whispered: "Master!"

"Hmph, it's just an old liar, believe it or not, I tore off my mask, and this old guy turned around and ran?"

"Brother Lan, if you don't brag, you'll die!"

"Alas, I can't tell you, but with the two of them here, this time there are a few more chances of winning!"

Not far away, the two gray-headed and gray-faced sons, how dare they take this stubble, they were originally cheeky and called their junior sisters, and they just happened to have an opportunity the year before last, so that the head of the family could personally introduce this whether it is in the world or in the martial arts, it is more than a thousand jun and grandchildren know each other, and afterwards they also told them thousands of times, if they really catch this opportunity, it will be regarded as a step to the sky. That's why I just got in the way.

It's a pity that this girl has never known what it means to be reasonable, she only does things according to her own preferences, where is the skill of speaking, and who is the old man? There are only three or five people in this world who can make him grovel, and he was not too scared to be hit by the inexplicable just now, but he was in a cold sweat by this smiling Cen Cen's words: "How dare the old man be, it is my brothers who are reckless, and it has nothing to do with the girl of the knife." This time I will return to Shu as it is, and wait for the master to punish him, and then come to the door to ask for guilt. "Bow to the end.

"Hehe, you don't have to, it's a trivial matter! You children play at home, the old men don't join in the fun, worried that this doll will get into trouble, so don't accompany much, go first! The two little brothers walk slowly!"

The old man was modest, but the two young men who were arrogant and domineering just now almost got hot and wet in their crotches, how dare they say a word. Turn around and slip away.

The old man shook his body and walked forward, walked past Fu Haiqing and the others, reflexively glanced at Li Jinglan's back and sighed softly, but he didn't stop and chased after the girl in yellow.

Fu Haiqing was full of confusion, and he couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the gourd on Li Jinglan's side, and Li Jinglan didn't bother to explain, just told him that in case of a miss, these two people could be trusted.

Back at the inn, the two of them went through the topographic map of Crouching Tiger Villa again before they went to sleep.

The next morning, the two of them walked into the villa with the two sets of documents that had been prepared, before that, they saw that there were 5,000 Bingzhou elite cavalry stationed on the shore of Yanxing Lake on the west side of Wohu Villa, the real elite cavalry instead of a miscellaneous team, both of them were from the military, so they could naturally distinguish the difference between the long-sparse battle formation and the long-lived battle formation was the difference between the aura exuded by our soldiers.

As expected, this sudden alliance is inextricably linked to the court.

Along the stone steps up, some sparse old pine and cypress on the mountain, the grass is not much, the northern stone mountain is about the same, the wind is too strong, the soil is not easy to attach to the mountain, so it seems that the whole mountain is not like the south of the mountain green and white, but the whole has a kind of pale yellow feeling, only on both sides of a clear spring in the mountain, the vegetation is still tender green, and the moss attached to the waterside boulder is the most eye-catching color.

There is a waterfall two zhang wide and a drop of about four zhang on the mountainside, which is noisy, but compared to the Hukou Waterfall that Li Jinglan just walked through, it is too far behind, but in the northern borderland, even if this is a lot of aura, there are many northern heroes who stop again and sigh. After all, this thing is not something that can be owned by having money, power, and martial arts. Pay attention to chance.

Crouching Tiger Villa is built on a mountainside, similar to a flat land in Dashiping in Mawei Town. It was as if a mountain had been cut into two sections, and the upper half was lifted off, leaving the lower half. The whole villa is scattered on an unusually flat mountain in the middle of the mountains. Like, several fairies hold a jade plate, before the construction of Crouching Tiger Villa, it was also called the fairy bearing terrace.

The three huge rings are located near the waterfall south of the Zhuangmen, which are used for the competition of the little grandmaster, the competition of the vajra physique, and the main ring.

When Li Jinglan and Fu Haiqing came up, the ring was already very lively, and they were seeing a gorgeous scene, the little grandmaster compared the skills of the heroes of the rivers and lakes on the stage who were full of pride and gratification, and were thrown into the ring by Ling Jueya, the personal disciple of Mo Yu Feixing Chi Yuanhua, the master of the Qingcheng Kuixing Building, and it is said that Ling Jueya, who has touched the threshold of the first grade, is clean and neat, without a trace of mud and water, and is well versed in fast and accurate, but the shot is often to leave a glimmer of life for the other party, or to fly with the scabbard, the back of the sword is flying, and the tip of the sword is flying, so although more than 20 people have been defeated in a row, the applause under the ring is thunderous。

Different from the little grandmaster's competition, the King Kong ring is much quieter, half of it is that the martial arts King Kong is not so fancy, and half of it is that when he reaches the realm of a product, he is an expert to watch the doorway, and when he sees the wonders, he just silently praises the word "good!" in his heart. As for joining in the fun, it is often the winners and losers here, and the following has not been understood, and if you want to call it good, you don't know which point to step on, if you step on the wrong one, it will inevitably make people laugh, so it seems quiet.

There are more than a dozen people sitting at the table in charge of judging on this side, Ling Huce, the owner of Crouching Tiger Mountain Villa, next to him in the center is a middle-aged man in a white face and purple robe in his forties, his face is as heavy as water, and on the left is the smiling Longhu Mountain Sect Leader Guarding the real person, and he is also the only one in the world with the surname of the Great Qin Zhou Dynasty, Yi Xingkong, Li Jinglan is also funny, this left and right, one village and one harmonious, Ling Huce can also stand it?

The rest of the more than ten people, according to the spy report brought by Fu Haiqing, can also be speculated about seven, seven, eighty-eight, the purple-robed middle-aged man is next to Wudang Zhanglu Mo Qiling, the owner of Baihe Mountain Villa Qi Gaolan, the deputy head of the Longwei Dart Bureau Liu Mengshan, next to Yi Xingkong is the Emei elder Yun Zhongzi, the Jiangnan Shujian Alliance leader Gao Lou, the Yanhu gang leader Liu Chaoyun and so on.

Li Jinglan looked left and right for a long time, but he didn't see Yi Xiaociao, the girl in yellow, and his heart was a little lost. His eyes fell on the swordsman in Tsing Yi who was fighting, this middle-aged man was also romantic, but there were two long swords hanging under his ribs, and there was a slash on his back, which looked a little strange, Fu Haiqing whispered: Jiuhua Mountain has passed the Ming Emperor, the sword refers to the Xuan, and the legend has occasionally rubbed the tablet, and can have three swords, and the three talents are secretly combined, and the strength is flat.

While he was talking, someone jumped on the ring, Tsing Yi was short, holding a two-foot-long section of green bamboo, his face was thin, but his two small eyes were shining, and he came to the stage and gave a salute to the Quartet: "Southern Xinjiang Qingzhu Weng Huan Yuanzhi, please consult." ”

Guo Ming Yu also hugged the sword and bowed slightly: "Jiuhua Mountain over Ming Yu!" The master made a move, not much to say, and then said "go", the waist picked up the long sword in the palm and drew a white shadow straight into Huan Yuanzhi, Huan Yuanzhi made a mistake under his feet, slightly sideways, and the green bamboo in his hand pointed to the tail of the sword, the art of the sword itself is to move at will, Guo Mingyu's fingers turned slightly, and the long sword made an arc obliquely stabbed Huan Yuan's right shoulder, Huan Yuan's straight feet did not move, his body instantly leaned back to let the sword edge, and his right arm was twisted in an unusual way, and hit the sword spine in reverse from bottom to top, "Zheng" There was a splash of sparks.

The sword shadow was injured, actually staggered, turned back to the side of Ming Yu, the tip of the sword to the enemy, slightly trembling, Guo Ming Yu's eyebrows frowned, and he came again with a low shout, the left hand moved the shoulder and back two swords roared, straight into the sky, a sword on the side of the body came to the ground, Huan Yuan directly distracted two swords in the air, did not dare to be careless, the right foot slid out to the left, and a white line popped up in the air to the Ming Yu, but the two swords were twisted and fell, and the flying sword qi left two spiral white marks in the air, turned into silver filaments falling all over the sky, but also blocked the sword momentum, "boom" a loud sound, Qingzhu hit the sword body, popping up an arc, Huan Yuan straight to take advantage of the momentum, one palm to the Ming Yu, is to fight in close quarters, unexpectedly Ming Yu smiled, two fingers together: "I only have three swords in the world, in fact, it is ......", the voice did not fall, a finger sword has penetrated the palm of the man in southern Xinjiang, and it is also Huan Yuan Zhi has been killed for a long time, and he is eager to apply a thousand catties in the air, so as to avoid the sword qi after breaking the palm, the remaining momentum goes straight to the head of the doom.

The winner is decided.

Li Jinglan silently reviewed the lightning and flint battle just now in his mind, regardless of the final decision of the victory or defeat of a sword, a battle with the same realm, if he was the first to fight for his life, Guo Mingyu actually did not have the opportunity to hide the fourth sword, it must be that both sides were defeated, and if he could avoid the key point after fighting hard, he would have a great chance of winning.

After a little groaning, I can't help but laugh at myself for being shallow, what I have learned in my life, but only three and a half moves, and I will be able to fight alone, such as this kind of ring game, one knife for one injury, how many games can I hold?

Stunned, but looking at the ring, someone made an alternative debut, thinking that the man with a long figure and shabby clothes held a spear upside down, and stepped into the ring step by step. But this one, on top of the ring, stepped up the steps in a proper manner, and immediately booed under the ring.

The middle-aged Luo Tuo man didn't care, he went up step by step, approached Ming Yu step by step, stopped at a distance of three feet, turned his wrist, and grabbed the gun to the ground: "The name of the gun is Jianyu, you can take me three shots, spare your life." ”

Fu Haiqing was under the ring, his eyes were waiting round, "This is called domineering!"

No matter how good the Ming Yu's cultivation is, he can't help but feel angry, and the trick is to make three swords, and go straight to this Luotuo man who doesn't even want to report his name, as if he feels the anger of his master, and the sword screams lightly and is a little happier than when he fought against Huan Yuanzhi just now.

The corners of Luotuo's mouth skimmed, he bent his arm to lift the spear, the tip of the spear pointed obliquely, his wrist shook slightly, and he made three "bang bang bang" sounds, and the three long swords had been set aside one after another, and his body was actually not moving, naked contempt.

Guo Mingyu no longer had the calm look before, his left hand was hidden in his sleeve, and his right hand was pointed at the sword, and the three swords in the air shook left and right.

But I saw the Luo Tuo man, the left foot stepped forward half a step, the right thumb pushed forward, the gun slid upward, the hand held the tail of the gun, the right arm slashed, the gun body drew a big circle in the air, the flying sword has not yet arrived in front of him, it was swept away by the gun, if the essence of the finger sword was drawn to pieces, the Ming Yu finger sword was broken and did not retreat, jumped up, scooped up the flying sword in the air, when the head was cut off, the Luo Tuo man then stretched out his left hand at the tip of the gun and gently pulled it, the spear roared out, "boom", Guo Ming Yu was smashed out of more than ten zhang away, and he fell heavily and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The famous gun is eye-catching, and the domineering is like this.

Ling Huce couldn't hold back, and stood up with a pout, "This ......."

The purple-robed white-faced middle-aged man, his face was even darker, and his left index finger tapped the table, "Linghu Zhuang Master?"

Ling Hu Ce sat down in a frustrated manner, and Yi Xingkong on the other side smiled, "The name of the gun is like a dragon, and the five mountains are broken." The old friend hasn't seen him for a long time, but he has found a good apprentice. Linghu Zhuang owner, I'm afraid I'm going to end up in person!"

The purple-robed man pouted: "What about the spear crossing the Chu River?

"Tsk, what Sun Mink Temple said is quite manly, why don't you take two tricks in the end?"

Sun Kaizhi's nostrils of the purple-robed mink temple "hummed", but he didn't dare to really talk to this old fox who was holding him down in terms of identity, honor or martial arts.

Ling Huce also turned sideways and asked Yi Xingkong: "Senior Yi, is this person a subordinate of the pseudo-Chu Spear God Ping Yanzhang?"

Yi Xingkong also sighed when he heard this: "Alas, eight or nine is not far from ten, do you see that since he came to power, has he ever withdrawn half a step?

Linghu Ce's eyebrows were deeply twisted into a Sichuan character.

Thirty years ago, the battle of Chu was devastated, but among them, the black-clothed Wei Ce anti-water division, and the Great Chu Emperor's division, whether it was Chu Zhou and Qin soldiers crossing the river and raiding, or soldiers coming to the city, the emperor's pseudo-edict opened the city, everywhere showed that the Chu State was already a river and the river was declining, and the national customs and people's customs were corroded by the extravagant wind, but there was a gun god Ping Yanzhang in front of him who crossed the river with a gun, and even picked up four hazy ships carrying more than 2,000 troops. 400,000 people unloaded their armor, who can wave their arms to be a man. He turned around and said "bah" to Emperor Chu, who was sitting on the ground and crying bitterly, and jumped off the city tower.

The million Chu army did not make the Qin people have the slightest respect, a strange man, a strange woman, two people before and after, but let Lu Qianshan, the commander of the attack on Chu, take off his helmet twice despite the strict orders of the army. Among them, the former is the martial arts rivers and lakes, and the latter is praised by the literati and scholars.

The gun god is flat and extensive, the gun is broken and the person does not return, and it is overwhelming.

Now that the guns are not withdrawn, the deceased is like this, and the old prince is a little sad when he sees things and thinks about people.

Ling Huce frowned.

Under the stage, Li Jinglan's eyebrows and red moles were shining, his eyes were shining, and his mind was repeatedly deduced, one stroke, one collapsed three styles, the big ingenuity was clumsy, the complexity was simple, and the magic in it was wonderful and I couldn't wait to find a place where no one was to practice immediately.

Sun Kaizhi signaled to the inner guards who were secretly dressed in disguise, and figured out what he wanted to do if he didn't withdraw his gun and entered the village domineeringly?

Fu Haiqing rubbed the handle of the knife with one hand, staring at Ling Huce, as if he was thinking.

The rivers and lakes are weird, and each has its own thoughts.