Chapter 16 Troubles Continue

Although the man only had a small hole in his chest, looking at him, it seemed that he was seriously injured and had fallen to the ground and could not get up on his own. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What a ruthless throwing knife, such a terrible force. It is not easy to shoot a hidden weapon like a flying knife at such a speed, and few people in the rivers and lakes can do it.

The eyelids of the people of the Songshan faction jumped straight when they saw it, and the corners of their mouths twitched fiercely.

The person who shot the flying knife was one of the Songshan Taibao, this was a famous master in the rivers and lakes, but he was defeated with such a blow, and everyone couldn't believe it.

In the blink of an eye, the faces of the Songshan disciples on the horse changed greatly, and the three or five of them gathered together, scattered, and pounced on Chao Haobai with the exquisite flying body.

Just from the flying knife just now, they already knew clearly that they were Hao Bai who used trickery to kill Ding Mian and Lu Bai before, but now looking at his strength, the previous inference was simply outrageous, Hao Bai killed the two with real strength.

"Stick your hands on it!" one of them greeted anxiously. Seeing Haobai make a move, they knew that in the face of such a terrible enemy, if they couldn't do their best and kill each other desperately, then they would die.

Under a greeting, a kind of Songshan faction's trick came out, and in an instant, the sword light and sword shadow shrouded Haobai's whole body, one of them held a sword in his hand, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, and stabbed forward obliquely, the cold light swayed out, and the biting cold suddenly pressed, so that the temperature on the field dropped a few points. Haobai took the sword in his right hand and tapped it, as if he didn't focus on it, and lightly tapped it on the surface of his sword, and his body was like a feather, soaring from the ground, and with the power of his sword, it fluttered in mid-air.

The sword in Haobai's hand stabbed out again and again, and with a blow of his hand, he stabbed a person, he walked through the crowd, a figure was like a leisurely stroll, every time in a thrilling time, leisurely dodged the past, and didn't even look at everyone, taking care of himself, as if there was no one.

But if you look closely, you can find that Haobai's swordsmanship changes, always hitting the enemy's flaws, a sword is issued, until people fight with all their strength, in order to be able to resist, if the move is slightly inappropriate, it is either death or injury.

But I saw Haobai from top to bottom, and a sword light swayed out, like a long rainbow running through the sun, and the sword qi was crisscrossing between everyone.

Seeing this sword light, the people of Songshan deeply understood how ridiculous their actions were. The light of the candle also dared to compete with Haoyue! A pain in his body, a sharp breath, knocked them all to the ground.

"Go back and tell Zuo Lengchan that he doesn't trouble me anymore, otherwise he will bear the consequences!" Well, he actually just turned around and got into the carriage. Then he didn't care about the people of Songshan and left on the ground.

The next day, Haobai still rushed in the direction of Songshan, because Xiang Wentian appeared in the boundary of Songshan. But this time, Haobai was on the road alone, and the two girls let them enter the Xianfu Villa.

Haobai rode along the official road on horseback, walking towards Songshan, and when he arrived at a small forest, Haobai suddenly laughed. "Friends inside, please don't hide!

Haobai's eyes looked at the woods on both sides, his eyes were quite playful, and the sword in his hand was already unsheathed. There was only the sound of the branches of the trees being blown by the wind, which was very pleasant, and the place where Haobai's eyes were cast was calm, and even the sound of birds singing in the treetops did not change in the slightest.

A few Songshan disciples jumped from the tree, and more of them flocked from all around, standing in front of them was the big Songyang hand Fei Bin in the Songshan Thirteen Taibao, the big yin and yang hand Lehou, Jiuqu Sword Zhongzhen, in addition, they also brought some Songshan disciples.

However, although these Songshan disciples were numerous, they did not dare to step forward, far away from Haobai, obviously they already knew Haobai's strength, and did not dare to come forward to attack.

"This is the person who made my Songshan lose my troops!!"

A deep voice said loudly, and when the Songshan disciple heard this voice, it seemed as if he had a backbone, and his eyes became sharp.

Hearing the sound of a large group of people moving behind him, Haobai watched dozens of Songshan disciples suddenly come out in front of him, holding large shields with both hands.

They carefully protected all the Songshan disciples, such a cowhide wooden shield, even a two-stone strong bow could not penetrate. He took out a series of delicate crossbow arrows from behind him, and pointed them at the vital points around Haobai's body. Chen Ang didn't even look at them, only stared at an old man who came out of the forest.

Zuo Lengchan stepped out with his hands in his hands, stood in front of Le Hou and said, "Your Excellency is Haobai, why did you kill my Songshan disciple for no reason?"

Hao Bai smiled slightly, but did not answer, but chuckled, "I have heard that before the left head of the sect took the throne, it was just the middle of the Wuyue Sword Sect. ”

"I even heard that the head of the left sect brought the Songshan faction to such a reputation, and he is a great figure. ”

Zuo Lengchan looked smug when he heard this, hugged his fists and said: "It's all friends from the rivers and lakes who carry love!"

"It's a pity!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Haobai's mouth, "There are too many frogs at the bottom of the well in this world, and their praise is often exaggerated and alarmist. So ......"

Haobai's voice paused, looked at Zuo Lengchan, and said word by word: "Is the Songshan faction great now?"

Looking at Zuo Lengchan's suddenly gloomy face, Haobai smiled and said, "Zuo Lengchan, what's so great about you?"

Hearing this, Zuo Lengchan's eyes flickered, looking at the long sword in Haobai's hand, and sighed: "This is your idea? It's really good, but it's a pity!"

He sighed, a look of deep regret on his face, "You are powerful, but you are a madman!"

"Even if you are a madman, you should have a great future, if you want to blame it, blame why you committed this madness in front of the Songshan faction!"

Zuo Lengchan smiled slightly, stood opposite Haobai with a long sword, and said coldly: "Kill him!!" Before the words fell, the surrounding Songshan disciples had already pounced, and several sharp sword lights slashed towards Haobai, tearing the grass and trees on the road into pieces.

A sword light erupted from Zuo Lengchan's waist, and the sharp energy tore apart the grass and trees around him, and the sword light waved, like a lightning bolt exploding in mid-air, shooting out, piercing Haobai's heart. Dozens of sword lights advanced and retreated, forming a formation, blocking the space for Haobai to dodge, and several Taibao swords pounced, stabbing at Chen Ang's vital point, and together with Zuo Lengchan, they formed a lore game.