The Emei disciple heard him sincerely, and saw that his expression was very firm, knowing that the people in the martial arts were deeply grateful to the master, and they were eager to give everything to repay him, after all, it was difficult to move, so he had to hand over the long sword in his hand, and admonished: "If you give up your life here, you will be even more sorry for them." Tan Lin's heart was hot, and he said, "Yes!" He stepped forward with his sword, and stabbed a sword into Xue Xiang's shoulder. Everyone saw that he was weak after being seriously injured, and he was struggling to support him at the moment.

Tan Lin also knew that the situation was unfavorable to him, and said in his heart: "Don't touch his blade, now I have no internal force on my sword, once I do, the long sword must give him a shock." Fight empty-handed, then you don't have to fight. Then he thought again: "Yes, I should try my best to attack, and I will fight with him to the end, that is, I will finally not humiliate the teacher." "At the moment, he only attacks but does not defend, and the long sword path stabs Xue Xiang is the main harm.

Kunlun swordsmanship is known for its lightness and agility, but Tan Lin has brought the "yin" and "ruthlessness" to the extreme, and his martial arts are not as good as Xue Xiangzhu, just because he completely puts life and death out of the way, and makes all the dangerous killing moves that hurt both sides. Lord Xue Xiang was unwilling to accompany him to his death, and the two of them couldn't help each other for a while.

Tan Lin stabbed three swords in a row, and Xue Xiangzhu swung his sword one by one, and the tiger's mouth felt slightly sour. These three moves are the exquisite swordsmanship in the Kunlun faction, and there are several tricks hidden behind, but Tan Lin does not dare to touch the opponent's long sword, and it is inevitable to tie his hands and feet when using them. After fighting again, Tan Lin's arm was raised, and the long sword stabbed at the center of Xue Xiang's eyebrows, and Xue Xiang raised his sword to frame. Tan Lin's move was a false move, and he was about to cause him to empty the door, and his arm drew a semicircle, obliquely teasing Xue Xiang's throat.

Xue Xiangzhu was too late to return to the sword block at this moment, and his left palm turned over and slapped it out to his chest, wanting to force him to withdraw his sword to save himself, but Tan Lin did not dodge or dodge, and the sword momentum did not slow down at all.

Lord Xue Xiang was startled, and his palm was closed into two fingers and pointed at the blade of the sword, but he was so anxious that he didn't hit it, and saw that the sword could immediately pierce his throat. The decent men were already waiting to shout loudly, and suddenly a folding fan stretched out from the stabbing stab, and the long sword was opened, and then the handle of the fan flipped over, striking him on the wrist.

The folding fan was made of pure steel, Tan Lin was in pain, he couldn't hold it anymore, let go of his sword, and jumped backwards. Xue Xiang's main long sword slashed down, cutting his clothes out of the deep hole, which shows his skin, if he is half a step later in this jump, it will immediately be a disaster for the long sword to break his chest. Tan Lin secretly called it a fluke, but this leap had exhausted all his strength, and when he landed, his feet were unstable, and he stumbled backwards and fell, and the Emei disciple hurriedly stretched out his arms to support him.

Lord Xue Xiang escaped death, his shock calmed down for a while, and he hurriedly bowed down and said: "My subordinates see the hall master, thank you to the hall master for coming to the rescue." Only then did everyone's eyes fall on the person who made the right move. Seeing that he was very young, he was dressed in a blue brocade robe, with a black bronzing belt around his waist, a black flame embroidered on the left chest of the robe, and a folding fan with the word "death" on the fan. This young man is handsome, generous, full of style, like a rich son, although Li Yijie and Nangong Xue are wearing luxurious clothes, but such an elegant temperament cannot be imitated at all.

The hall master said coldly: "Lord Xue Xiang, the older you get, the more useless it becomes?" I'm afraid it's just because of my cranky thoughts every day. Cold sweat oozed from Xue Xiang's forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: "Subordinate...... The subordinates did not dare. "This person used to be a decent man alone, calm and unhurried, and his demeanor was not chaotic at all, but he was obviously extremely afraid of this dead hall master. Although the heroes were secretly surprised, they were not fledglings, and they only felt a sense of oppression from the presence of a powerful enemy for a moment, and they did not dare to relax their vigilance a little.

The hall master sneered: "Don't you dare? What did you say about me before? Didn't I have ears? Well, I don't deserve the position of this hall master, I should abdicate and make way for Xian." So let it be given to you, is it okay?" Xue Xiang knelt on his knees and said, "If my subordinates have said this, they will teach me that the sky thunders and splits, and there is no place to bury me when I die." The subordinate just said...... Just think Miss ......"

The master of the hall said: "What's the matter, even if the young lady is not, how can you wait for a vain argument?" lifted the folding fan and tapped it lightly on his neck, and said: "I remember that you have made a contribution to this sect, and today is the first offense, keep your neck for the time being, if there is any more nonsense......" Lord Xue Xiang was already cold and stiff, as if the handle of the fan against the back of his neck was a life-threatening guillotine. Hearing his tone relaxed slightly, he hurriedly begged for mercy loudly: "Don't wait for the death hall to take the initiative, the subordinate will cut off his tongue himself." The hall master snorted and said, "You get up first." Whoever speaks of disobedience, stand up for me. ”

All the believers looked at each other, everyone was in danger, and they all knew that the master of the hall had a love for the young lady, and could not listen to the slightest disrespectful words. After a few moments, a thin credent suddenly took a step forward, apparently pushing someone out. Another disciple said: "Qi Yu Death Hall Master, Brother Ma has briefly said some of his own opinions, but it is not the business of his subordinates. The man surnamed Ma said angrily: "Brother Yuan, you were the gossiping man the most before! Why did you put it all on me as soon as you saw the incident?" The surnamed Yuan sighed: "Brother Ma, don't blame your brother for not being righteous." ”

The man surnamed Ma was about to scold, and the hall master swept to the hall master with a sharp gaze and asked, "What did you say?" The man surnamed Ma was shocked, kowtowed, and said: "Hall master, subordinates...... Damn it...... It's just that the brothers in the sect can say so, and they all say ...... Young Master and Miss...... This and that...... The master of the funeral hall sees that his subordinates have made meritorious contributions to the sect and spared his subordinates' lives, and his subordinates must be cautious in their words and deeds from now on!"

The hall master sneered: "It's shameless, the sect leader ordered you to go to Changzhou to find the young master and miss, you can have a good time in Jingxi Agarwood Courtyard, what is the use of me leaving you!" However, it turned out that the internal strength of the hall master was exquisite, and the folding fan in his hand was originally a blunt object, but after waving it to break through the air, it drove the wind to resemble a long sword. Although he killed the Shadow Worship Cultist, he was so ruthless that Li Yijie and the three of them couldn't help but palpitate.

The group of heroes was as knowledgeable as the Eight Bags Elder of the Beggar Gang before, and suddenly remembered one person, and asked, "Your Excellency, is it the hall master of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect, the 'Remnant Star', who died in the night?"

This dark night died from a poor background, the biological mother died early, and the father married another second mother, with children, these people have always been arrogant and abused in every way, and the father is cowardly and submissive to the second mother. Neighbors and blind dates are also shouting and drinking in the dark night. The dirty work that the whole family usually does not want to do falls on him.

One day, when he was going up the mountain to chop wood in the dark, he saw a leopard forcing a young girl, so he came to the rescue, vented his anger on the leopard, and killed the leopard in a few moves. was about to comfort the girl a few words, but she grinned, clapped her hands, and then turned out from behind the tree, patted the girl on the head and said, "Lin'er, this time it doesn't count." "It turned out that that person was the leader of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect, and that girl was his only beloved daughter Chu Menglin, and letting her defeat the leopard was a test of her kung fu.

Chu Menglin is smart and clever, but when she practices, she always wants to be clever and confused. The sect leader saw that he killed the leopard in the dark night, although it was pure brute force, his punches were extremely calm and measured, and he was also agile when he dodged, and he seemed to have very good martial arts qualifications, and thought that he was about the same age as his daughter, or he could be an example, so he brought him back to the sect to devote himself to the arts.

The dark night was extremely hard-working, and in just over a month, the entry had far surpassed Chu Menglin. He first returned to his hometown and killed all the people in the village, and from then on he officially worshiped the Shadow Worship Sect and was given the name "Death in the Night". Chu Menglin pestered him to play at the beginning, but he only practiced diligently every day, and after a long time, he felt bored, so he no longer paid attention to him, but he always had a respect in his heart.

When he performs a mission in the dark night, there is no living mouth everywhere he goes, and he kills people without leaving a whole corpse, and he is known for his ruthlessness. The people in the rivers and lakes were terrified, and gave him the nickname "Remnant Star", which was widely spread, and even worse, it was used by many masters to scare his disciples.

Hearing him say his name in the dark, his face was as usual, he folded his fan, shook it gently, and said: "The heads of various factions shrank their heads, but let you group of unsuccessful apprentices come to send them to death, and they really laugh at others." ”

A disciple of the Huangshan Sect was extremely proud, seeing that the rest of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect disciples were mediocre in martial arts, and one of them, no matter how high his martial arts were, he would definitely be invincible with two fists and four hands, and he was not afraid of him, so he said loudly: "Our master is discussing the matter of the Heroes Conference in January, and it is precisely to elect an alliance leader with outstanding martial arts to lead everyone to exterminate the Demon Sect. Dark Night Death sneered: "Today, I will teach you all the deaths, what a hero conference! ”

Hearing his wanton provocation, several people immediately shouted: "The kid is arrogant!" "Demon cult demons, I don't know whether to live or die!" The dark night shouted: "Less wordy!" The folding fan waved flat in front of everyone, and everyone was afraid of him fanning the wind, so they took a step back, but in terms of momentum, they had already been defeated first. Dark Night Death said coldly: "The rabble of the righteous path have listened, there are still important things in this sect, and there is no time to spend with you, so I want to rush up, and I can do it for you." ”

Someone shouted, "Kill this little devil!" The eight-bag elder suddenly shouted, "Wait!" Then another avatar held a long stick with a whole body of turquoise, the elder took it with both hands, took a step forward, slightly arched his hand, and said: "I have heard the name of 'Remnant Star' for a long time, the old man Peng Jinlong is not talented, and the brothers in the gang are loved, so he can sit in the position of the eight-bag elder." But with the treasure of my help, the 'dog beating stick', can I be qualified to ask the hall master to teach me a few tricks?"

Dark Night knew that this was his humble words, and if the people in the beggar gang had no good strength, they would never be able to be eight bags of elders. Eyebrows furrowed, and said coldly: "When did the beggar gang fall like this? It is said that the dog beating stick is the gang leader for generations, but now everyone can make it?" The previous bowl smiled and said: "The master of the dead hall is not good, and if he fights with different opponents, the weapons used should also be corresponding." The heroic predecessors of our gang who passed down this dog stick were like gods, and they knew that a hundred years later, there would be a dead hall master in the world, and this weapon was called a 'dog' stick, which was for your Excellency. ”

In the dark night, he closed the folding fan with a "snap", and said: "The speed of the tongue in vain is originally the shameless behavior of the three religions and nine streams in the rivers and lakes. See the real chapter under the fists and feet, Elder Peng, you don't know how to settle down when you're a lot older, the loess has been half buried, let's make a move first. Peng Jinlong had no intention of being polite, and immediately swept towards the waist of the dark night. Because he was quite jealous of his internal strength, he chose a longer weapon to fight, so that he did not have to fight in close quarters.

The dark night crossed the volley, the folding fan was pressed down, and Peng Jinlong's long stick sank, tripping his feet. The footwork of the dark night remains unchanged, the folding fan is raised, pointing to Peng Jinlong's lower abdomen, and the direction of this move is calculated in order, and Peng Jinlong must be frustrated first. In desperation, he had to hold the long stick on the ground, jumped away with his strength, and attacked in the dark night, and Peng Jinlong waved the stick away. He knew that this battle was not only related to the reputation of the beggar gang, but also involved the number of martial arts, and he did not dare to slack off. The group of ambitions secretly praised: "The dog-beating stick method is really worthy of its reputation." ”