Yun 13 threw away the hat, stepped on the ground and rushed towards Li Wenshuo.

Seeing a young man holding a butter paper umbrella standing in front of Li Wenshuo, he was a little vigilant, they had already investigated in advance, this uncle and nephew were just ordinary people, but now it seems that it is not so simple.

Squinted his eyes, and the straight knife in his hand was cut out from a few feet away.

Yun Thirteen's strength can be ranked in the top three among this group of assassins, and he has reached the upper realm of Xianfeng, and he has never missed any assassination he has participated in, and he is confident that this time is the same.

Lao Huang glanced at Yun Shisan, but he didn't look at him again, and took a step forward.

Yun 13 and the eyes of the ancient well Wubo looked at each other slightly, and suddenly his face became extremely white, for the first time in his life, he felt such a strong murderous aura, what did this person go through to have such a murderous aura, just looking at him had already had a substantial impact on him, so that a master of the upper realm of Xianfeng could not smoothly run the true qi in his body, such a strong negative emotion, how did this person keep himself awake?

Yun 13 suddenly had no intention of fighting again, but as soon as the retreat was born, Lao Huang in front of him took a step forward, this step was to cross the distance of more than ten zhang, and there was no other action, that is, he smashed the cold knife gang.

The two figures staggered, Yun Shisan's eyes widened slightly, and with a slight cough, a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yun 13 lowered his head slightly, only to see that there was an extra fist-sized hole in his chest, which was transparent from front to back.

Yun 13 looked up to the end, but the young man holding the umbrella did not stop at all, the whole person turned into a black shadow, Li Wenshuo couldn't see how he moved at all, and he saw that the assassins of the Xianfeng realm around him fell one after another, and he couldn't even resist for half a point, and trembled uncontrollably, and said in his heart This old Huang is really unseemly, this means, even if he is at his peak, if he encounters it, it is estimated that it is no different from these assassins in front of him.

In just a few breaths, all seventeen Assassins fell to the ground.

Li Wenshuo looked at Lao Huang holding the umbrella dumbfounded, and glanced at his new master again.

The old man nodded and said, "If I hadn't asked my eldest nephew to go to Huashan to save you, you would have died in this Huashan a long time ago, boy, you owe me two lives!"

Li Wenshuo only felt that there were five thunderbolts in his mind, and his eyes widened when he looked at Lao Huang in front of him, and went to Huashan to save himself, that doesn't mean.

Hurriedly ran under Lao Huang's umbrella, this time the surrounding environment did not become as static as before, it seemed to be an extremely magical move, and asked: "Lao Huang, are you really the number one assassin in the world and the tenth master in the world of Taixuanlou?"

Hearing this, Lao Huang shook his head, seemed to be a little tired, changed his left hand to hold an umbrella, and said: "I have fought with Wuyan Gu, who is eighth on the martial arts list, regardless of victory or defeat, but if I really work hard, I should be the one who survives." ”

"Since you are the number one killer of Taixuanlou, what are you doing to save me?"

"It's not my order, it's my business. ”

Li Wenshuo turned his head to look at the old man who shrunk his hand, and said with a smile: "Master, Lao Huang is so powerful, I think I should simply worship him as a teacher, no matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to the eighth master in the world." ”

When the old man heard this, his face turned even redder, and he glared at him angrily and shouted: "You little rabbit cub, I really don't know what to do! I'm his uncle, can he be as powerful as me as a junior?"

Li Wenshuo looked at the old man's appearance, and was even more suspicious in his heart, and asked: "Master, I hastily worshipped you as a teacher, and I don't know who you are." ”

"I'm the eighth uncle in the world around you. The old man said angrily, turned to look at Qiu Xingjiang beside him, did not get angry with Li Wenshuo, and then said: "I still remember the first time I came to this Qiu Xingjiang River, I was only in my twenties. ”

When the old man recalls the past, it's best not to talk too much, just stay next to him and listen quietly, which Li Wenshuo has a deep feeling, so he stood under Lao Huang's umbrella without saying a word, and watched the old man's robe dance under the blowing of the river breeze, and the sound of hunting, which really had a bit of a chic bearing.

"Boy, what level do you say you have to practice martial arts to be considered a master?"

Li Wenshuo was stunned, thinking that above the ordinary rivers and lakes, Xianfeng was already a master, but when he met the master of the Xuanche realm, Xianfeng seemed to be very inadequate, glanced at Lao Huang beside him, and said in his heart that this should be regarded as a master, but without waiting for Li Wenshuo to answer, he listened to the old man continue.

"When I was young, I asked my master this question, and my master thought about it a little at that time, and told me that a person who practices swords, pulls out and destroys the city, and breaks the mountain, is a master. I thought so much at the time, but unfortunately my master was just a swordsman who didn't even have the realm of Xianfeng until he died, and the realms he said only existed in his own imagination. ”

The old man pulled his shrunken hand out of his sleeve, he has followed his master to travel around the rivers and lakes since he was a child, although the half-hung master did not teach him any swordsmanship, but he himself has a high level of understanding, and he learns everything very quickly, and when he was twenty years old, he gradually became known to the world, and when he was thirty years old, he was close to being invincible in the world, and then few deeds came out, and even people in the rivers and lakes only had a vague impression when talking about him.

"Later, I became a master of swordsmanship, and went to Huashan, of course, just to take a stroll, and by the way, I took a look at the general outline of Huashan swordsmanship, and I felt that it was not interesting. ”

The old man took another step forward.

The waist board was straight, and he stretched out his right index finger and pointed at Qiu Xingjiang, who was roaring and roaring, and a mighty sword qi slashed out, and for a while, he only felt that the heavens and the earth were a little darker, and he seemed to have been robbed of his demeanor by this sword qi.

The next moment, the water of the great river rose upright, a hundred feet high, and did not fall for a long time.

A straight channel appeared on the Qiuxing River, running through both banks, and the riverbed was already exposed, and not a drop of river water was visible.

There were ancients who opened the mountain with a sword

I don't care

Today, I have a finger to cut off the river

What do you think?

Li Wenshuo was shocked inexplicably, and the old yellow pupils holding the umbrella next to him also suddenly tightened, obviously his heart was also extremely uncalm.

"Who is the old man, you ask?"

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, the old man Shangguan Yu, in the world today!"

Li Wenshuo bowed down and bowed to the teacher.

Shangguan Yu looked up to the sky and smiled, and with a wave of his robe, the river that seemed to touch the nine heavens fell with a bang.