"Overlord?"

As soon as the words of the old man with a sword, there was a commotion on the field, and everyone reacted differently.

"This is the overlord who retired before?"

"Who's the Overlord?"

"He's so handsome...... My son is tempted......"

"I didn't expect the overlord to appear here......"

There seems to be something strange mixed in there, but it doesn't matter.

Yan Chuanming smiled: "Heart Sword, it's rare that you still recognize me." ”

The old man's heart sword said helplessly: "The overlord is famous, how dare the old man forget." ”

At this time, some of the people who were still young in the group of people in the rivers and lakes finally listened to the old rivers and lakes around them to introduce who this was.

As for the Assassin family, both sides know who the overlord is. Although they are hidden, they are still very clear about what is happening in the outside world. Because of this, the reactions of the two parties at this time are also different.

Leng Mujun's side can be said to be overjoyed. The middle-aged man who had spoken to Leng Mujun before said happily: "Miss, I didn't expect you to get acquainted with the overlord when you traveled to the mountains!" Leng Mujun exhaled: "I actually didn't expect his name to be able to suppress so many people." ”

And the situation on Leng Muge's side is more uncomfortable.

I saw that this black-clothed boy gritted his teeth a little: "Overlord Yanchuan Ming...... How could such a person suddenly come out of nowhere?"

At this time, another old man stood next to the heart sword, it was the Night King who had been named by Yan Chuanming before.

"Overlord, this king dares to ask ......"

"Huh?" Yan Chuanming raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to dust off his black clothes, and interrupted, "Ben Shao is standing here, who allowed you to be king?"

Although there are not many people with the word "king" in the nickname on the rivers and lakes, there are many of them, and they all call themselves "this king" in front of them, but Yan Chuanming is an exception, and "this Shao" is his self-proclaimed name since his debut. Yan Chuanming's words were due to his temper, but he also slapped the Night King's face fiercely.

Sure enough, the Night King lowered his head sharply when he heard this, the bridge of his nose wrinkled, and said slowly: "Overlord, the old man dares to ask, ...... the young man next to you?"

Hearing this, Yan Chuanming glanced at Yue Zhe with a smile, Yue Zhe also smiled slightly, and sent her back with his right hand that protected Leng Mujun behind him, and took a step forward and raised his head and said, "Yue Zhe." ”

Reasoning, Yue Zhe did not really set foot in the disputes of the rivers and lakes, and he should also call himself a "junior" at this time. However, none of them in the group is a person of low origin, who has been arrogant since childhood, and when they see the old man, they may call "senior", which is impossible when they are hostile to each other.

"That's how you talked to the seniors of the rivers and lakes?" At this time, a young man behind the Night King spoke, and was about to step forward as he spoke.

"Fool, Hugh is rude!" But the Night King stopped the young man and pressed him back in disbelief.

"Master, can you bear such disrespect?"

The Night King did not answer him. The young man looked at the Night King, glared at Yue Zhe fiercely, and retreated.

As the saying goes, the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are. This is not a lie, but it does not mean that the old rivers and lakes are cowardly, but they know what they can do and what they can't. At this time, the Night King undoubtedly thought of something when he saw Yue Zhe.

"The surname is Yue, the double sword ......" the Night King thought secretly, and then spoke again, "Dare to ask Shaoxia, who is Ling Zun?"

The corners of Yue Zhe's mouth rose, "Dragon and Phoenix Knife, Yue Yun City!"

"It's really ......," the Night King pursed his lips unconsciously, "It's hard to clean up this today." ”

Maybe Yan Chuanming is still a person close to the people in the rivers and lakes, but the name of Yueyun City is really a legend in the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes with shallow qualifications.

"The son of Yue Daxia?" the middle-aged man was even more happy, "Miss, how did you get to know these two and bring them together?"

Leng Mujun looked at Yue Zhe, his cold face suddenly turned red, and he coughed lightly: "The two of them are originally close friends, as for the rest, we will talk about it later." ”

Leng Mujun's words were not loud, but the hearing of the people on the field was not bad, so naturally they all listened to it.

"You two are still best friends?" Xinjian couldn't help blurting out.

At this time, another person's voice came from the direction where Yue Zhe and Yan Chuan Ming came.

"Eight worships, to be exact!"

The crowd followed the prestige, and saw three young men standing on the hillside. One was carrying a longbow on his back, one was dressed in white and gentle, and the other was grim and sturdy, looking at the situation down the mountain.

"Who's coming?" shouted the Night King.

The young man with the longbow on his back was about to speak, but was stopped by the young man in white who stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I'll tell you." ”

Then, the white-clothed young man took a step forward and arched his hand at the bottom of the mountain and said: "In Xialiusu, the eldest grandson, Liu Zhi, this is my servant Liu Yuan, and the last one, Feng Shuchen." ”

These three names are not too loud in the ears of the Jianghu people. However, the veteran Heart Sword and the Night King still glanced at each other soon after, and both exclaimed, "Soldier Ghost Liu Su?" "Xiyang Guard General Feng Shuchen?"

Feng Shuchen said with a smile: "The Night King's predecessors are joking, I, Feng Shuchen, am not wearing a military uniform at this time, just a person from the rivers and lakes." ”

There was no movement from the people in the rivers and lakes here, and Leng Muge couldn't help it.

"Both, I'm not here to catch up. ”

These words are not polite, and Leng Muge is not a character, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the Night King and the Heart Sword.

"First of all, there is nothing old to talk about old decay and overlord...... Secondly, you and I only have to trade, when do you want you to dictate to the old decay?"

This sentence immediately turned Leng Muge's face red and white, and said: "But no matter what you say, you should also abide by the following deals, it's time to make a move." ”

The Night King's eyes stared at Yan Chuanming, and he said coldly to Leng Muge: "I attacked this family before, so naturally it was that price, but now that the overlord and others are here, your price is ...... It's not enough for us to make a move. ”

Xinjian continued: "Yes." ”

Yan Chuanming was immediately furious when he heard this, but there was no too fierce reaction on his face.

"Tang Jishan, Zhao Shiyu, dare to shoot at me when the price is enough?

It is unimaginable that Xinjian, a senior in the rivers and lakes with strong martial arts, has such a literary name as "Poetry Rain".

The Night King sneered: "The overlord's martial arts are world-beating, if it is an ordinary encounter, this king will not dare to do anything." But today, I'm waiting for dozens of people here, no matter how strong you are, you can't fight dozens of them at a time, right?"

The Night King once again picked up his self-proclaimed "King".

"Hehe......" Yan Chuanming laughed softly, and then untied the halberd behind him, the internal force worked slowly, and a trace of blood lingered around the halberd's body, "You are still the one who was still injured when he singled out the two of you?"

Yue Zhe's twin knives also quietly slid out of the sheath, and a faint cyan air flow swirled around Yue Zhe.

Liu Zhi's servant Liu Yuan drew his long sword next to Yan Chuanming, and Feng Shuchen led Liu Zhi backwards.

If you don't agree with each other, there is already tension on the field.

Leng Muge also knew each other very well, and said busily: "Two of you, the price has doubled!"

The sneer on the Night King's face deepened by three points: "Good!"

He and Heart Sword took a deep breath and glanced at each other, drawing their respective blades.

The long sword in the heart sword hand pointed directly at Yan Chuanming, "Overlord, let the old man see how much your kung fu has improved!"

"Hahahaha......" At this time, Yan Chuanming couldn't even hide the blood in his eyes, "Kill the two of you, ten breaths is enough!"

"What?" This arrogant sentence immediately stunned many people on the field, but no one in the Night King and Heart Sword dared to make the first move, they were all waiting for an opportunity, and Yan Chuanming was also unusual, and stood there without making a move after letting go of the cruel words.

According to normal times, Yan Chuanming would definitely not slowly look for the flaws in the other party's qi like everyone else, and he would have rushed up a long time ago, this unusual picture also made the two old rivers and lakes of the Night King and the Heart Sword feel a little wrong. The two of them don't think that Yan Chuanming is a fighter, Yan Chuanming back then didn't care how many people you had, and Lao Tzu dared to fight.

However, even if the two of them were aware, some of the young people behind them would not think so.

"That's it, is this still an overlord?"

"Bag!"

For this kind of beam-jumping clown, Yan Chuanming naturally didn't say anything, and he knew that these two people were going to die.

Suddenly, in the direction behind Yan Chuanming, three black lights suddenly flew out, the two people who had scolded Yan Chuanming before, and another Jianghu person fell to the ground in response, only to see that the three of them each had a black feather arrow stuck in their foreheads, and they didn't even let out a scream, and they were already dead.

Needless to say, it was naturally Feng Shuchen who made the shot.

And these three arrows also completely opened up the situation on the field.

I saw that the blood qi around Yan Chuanming's body exploded, roared angrily, and swung his halberd to kill the Night King and the Heart Sword like a god of war.

"Hmph......" Yue Zhe felt his blood slowly boiling, glanced at Leng Mujun, and flashed like a gust of wind to the opposite side.

As the two rushed out, the two sides also showed their own magic and began a scuffle, the martial arts people pulled out their blades, and the assassins escaped into the darkness.

"Tang Jishan," Yan Chuanming forced back the heart sword with a halberd, and when he turned around, he smashed another halberd at the Night King, and when the blades met, Yan Chuanming's words also came out, "You are a little weak!"

Hearing a loud "dang" sound, the Night King's unusually large sword collided violently with Yan Chuanming's halberd, and a circle of qi waves spread out from the place of attack, and the Night King's figure also flew out upside down.

"Poof......

Seeing the Night King spit out a mouthful of blood, Xin Jian was secretly anxious in his heart: "I know that this kid is born with divine power, what are you fighting with him!"

However, Yan Chuanming is not empty, and there is no power and nothing else. At the same time that the Night King flew upside down, Yan Chuanming's figure followed without falling, and while the Night King was not firmly established, the halberd was inserted into his chest.

"Old thing," Yan Chuanming looked at the Night King who kept vomiting blood in disbelief, "In the past few years, you haven't grown much......"