After another half a month, the dart team traveled to the area of Situ Ling, Jing HN Road, and there was no slightest disturbance during the period. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Not a day, the dart team arrived at Qixing Town, this Qixing Town has a large population, the streets are quite prosperous, as soon as the dart team enters, everyone looks sideways, secretly pointing, Li Yuanbi is puzzled, and then thinks about it, this Qixing Town has many eyes, the high-rollers who rob the darts will not do it here, there is a Qixing Gang five miles away from Qixing Town, this group of people must be gathered there.

Li Yuanbi saw that it was getting late, so he hurriedly found a first-class inn to rest. After dinner, Li Yuanbi was pacing in the room, Li Qingyang pushed the door in, Li Yuanbi frowned, and said, "There are no rules and no distance." Li Qingyang smiled and said, "Daddy, the little second brother in the store sent a letter and said it was for you." Li Yuanbi took the letter, saw that the cover was written "Mr. Li dart head to give enlightenment", opened the card and looked, the letter wrote, "Mr. Li dart head Taijian, respectful of the inspirer: the name of Weiyuan, the high righteousness of the head of the dart, admired for a long time, now heard of the surrender, overjoyed, three mountains and five mountains, the heroes gather righteousness, on the seven star gang, willing to hear the Ming Sect." I have admired the name of Ying for a long time, and now I take the liberty to write a book, in order to seek teachings, Mr. Li's dart head is righteous, and he will not be able to bear to resign. Dedicated to this, not exhausted. Look forward. Gongsun Wuji paused. After Li Yuanbi read this letter, his heart sank, and his brows furrowed. Li Qingyang saw that his father's face was different, and asked, "Daddy, what does the letter say?" Li Yuanbi didn't answer, pondered for a long time, and said, "Go and ask Master Zhiming." Li Qingshi was ordered to go, and he invited Monk Zhiming after a while. Li Yuanbi handed the letter to Monk Zhiming, after the monk Zhiming read the letter, he was silent, Li Yuanbi saw that he was also at a loss, and his heart was even more worried, and said: "What does the master think?" Monk Zhiming said: "The name of Gongsun Wuji, the old man has heard of it, I heard that this person has extremely high martial arts, and he acts both right and evil, this time he came to rob the dart, I am afraid that ....... am afraid ......." Zhiming monk said two fears, and then stopped speaking. Li Yuanbi saw the solemnity of the monk Zhiming along the way, although he was kind and kind-eyed, but he had a temperament that was not angry and self-authoritative, although he was apprehensive in his heart, but he was also really relieved, and now he saw that Master Zhiming was worried between his eyebrows, and the fear in his heart could not help but increase a little. Li Yuanbi couldn't help but ask: "Master, what is your opinion?" Monk Zhiming said: "For today's plan, the only way to do this is to go up to the Qixinggang and act when the opportunity arises." Li Yuanbi thought it was good, but the other party didn't know the truth and reality, so it could only be so.

On the second day, Li Yuanbi, Zhiming monk, Li Qingyang and eight Emei disciples rushed to Qixinggang together, this seven-star post is more than ten miles west of Qixing Town, looking at it from a distance, the seven peaks rise and fall, connected into seven stars, hence the name.

When it was close to Qixinggang, a team of people came to pick it up. Li Yuanbi and the others stopped waiting on their horses, and the person who came said: "We are ordered to wait here for Mr. Li and Master Zhiming, and I respectfully invite you to take up your post." Li Yuanbi didn't ask much, they got off the horse one after another, and then went to work. Although this post is called Qixing, it is actually only the shortest of the seven peaks, and the mountain road is extremely gentle, and several people carry out light work, such as walking on the ground.

Li Yuanbi and others came to the mountainside, and there was a large open space in front of them, with a forest of tents and crowds, and an iron pot was erected every two or three zhang, and the firewood under the iron pot was booming, and this group of people wanted to gather here for a long time. Li Yuanbi glanced at it and saw that the crowd was black and oppressive, and most of the hills were full, and there were at least a few thousand people. Qunhao was originally noisy, but when he saw Li Yuanbi and others coming, he instantly became silent, and they all looked at a tent in the middle. Li Yuanbi followed everyone's gaze, and there were four people walking out of the tent, the first one was in his fifties, his eyebrows were black, only his beard was as white as snow, his temples were slightly raised, and his face was full of red light. The three people in the back, one of them was in his forties, smiling slightly, the other two were all dressed in white, one was a young man in his twenties, his expression was very arrogant, and the other was only a teenager, standing next to the young man, a pair of eyes were spinning, staring at Li Yuanbi and the others.

The first person saw Li Yuanbi and the others, and arched his hand and said: "Master Zhiming and Mr. Li bowed down to come, and forgive the crime of not being able to welcome him in person." Master Zhiming pronounced the Buddha's name. Li Yuanbi returned the salute and said: "Presumably, Your Excellency is the Gongsun Wuji Gongsun Hero of the Mighty Jianghu, who has admired the British name for a long time, and it is really a blessing to see Mr. Gongsun's demeanor today." Gongsun Wuji said: "Mr. Li's dart head is too famous, and the old man is ashamed to be ashamed, and today the heroes of the world are gathered, all of whom are from the great names of the Weiyuan Dart Bureau and the Emei faction, and the old man will introduce a few heroes to the two." Li Yuanbi said: "There is labor." Gongsun Wuji pointed to the forty-year-old middle-aged man behind him and said, "This one is the 'Lingxiao Swordsman' Leng Qiu Bai Leng Hero. Leng Qiubai smiled and saluted, and Li Yuanbi said: "Long admiration." Gongsun Wuji pointed to the white-clothed young man and said, "This one is Dongfang Jin, the young owner of FJ Wuyi Mountain Yulong Villa. "Li Yuanbi and Monk Zhiming were not surprised to hear the name of 'Lingxiao Swordsman' Leng Qiubai, although this Leng Qiubai was very famous, but it was not as good as Gongsun Wuji's status in the rivers and lakes, since they already knew that Gongsun Wuji came to rob the dart, it was not surprising that a Leng Qiubai came, but when he heard the words of Yulong Villa, Li Yuanbi couldn't help but be shocked, even Monk Zhiming couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the young master of "Yulong Villa" so determined, and then he became a slight line. Although this Dongfang Jin is young, he has no prestige in the rivers and lakes, but his father, Dongfang Bai, the owner of Yulong Villa, is Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, who has been famous for decades, has a great reputation, and has high martial arts, and there are few people in the world who can reach it.

Gongsun Wuji no longer introduced the child beside Dongfang Jin, and pointed to the three people in front of the tent on the right hand side and said, "These three are the Diao brothers of the three heroes of Xiangbei. Li Yuanbi heard the name of the Diao brothers, remembered Ding Xin's great hatred, and couldn't help but ignite the fire of hatred, but the fire of hatred was extinguished as soon as it was ignited, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said "Long Yang", Diao's three heroes killed Ding Xin, the deputy general manager of Weiyuan Dart Bureau, and the matter of Ding Xin, the deputy head of the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, has already been spread in the rivers and lakes. Gongsun Wuji also introduced several famous people in the rivers and lakes, and those second- and third-rate nobodies could not be introduced one by one.

After introducing Qunhao, Gongsun Wuji said again: "Presumably, Mr. Li already knows what we are gathering here, and I have heard that Mr. Li's dart head is high-minded, so he will not make me wait for a while." Li Yuanbi said: "Mr. Gongsun is powerful in the rivers and lakes, Li has always admired, walking in the rivers and lakes, righteousness first, Li is righteous when he walks the dart, he is entrusted by people, and he is loyal to people. Gongsun Wuji said: "Mr. Li's darthead, the world's heroes gather here, push me as the leader, just to see the style of this thing, if Mr. Li's dart head insists on refusing, I'm afraid that all the heroes will not agree." Li Yuanbi thought to himself: "Gongsun Wuji's martial arts may not be better than Master Zhiming, plus a cold Qiubai, the Emei disciples can also resist it, if the crowd of heroes flock up, even Da Luo Jinxian can't retreat!" Li Yuanbi thought in his heart, squinted at Monk Zhiming, and saw that his eyes were half-closed, as if he was settled, and ignored the words of the two.

That Dongfang Jin stepped forward, cranked the folding fan in his hand, and said: "Li Yuanbi, if you know each other, hand it over, and spare you Weiyuan Dart Bureau to be full of immortals." Li Yuanbi said: "Dongfang Bai's predecessor is Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, and he actually came to do this robbery. Dongfang Jin said: "The robbery of the dart is a moment of happiness for the young master, and it has nothing to do with my father, and my father can't look down on this thing." Li Qingshi saw that Dongfang Jin was the same age as himself, but he was rude to his father, and he couldn't help but be furious. He pulled out his sword and reprimanded: "What Taishan Beidou, I think you are also a person who sells fame and reputation, and you are also worthy of robbing my Weiyuan dart game, and first defeat the sword in the hand of the master." ”

Before the words fell, Li Qingyang's sword had already stabbed out. Dongfang Jin sneered slightly, and sideways avoided the sword. Li Qingyang's wrist flicked, the tip of the sword drew a circle in the air, and stabbed at Dongfang Jin again. The folding fan in Dongfang Jin's hand blurred in the air, and on the back of Li Qingyang's sword, Li Qingyang's sword couldn't help swinging backwards, and his arm was numb.

Dongfang Jin sneered: "Your kid looks like a girl, it's almost the same to embroider flowers, but it's far from fighting." "That Li Qingyang is handsome, more than weak, not masculine enough, he hates others the most for making fun of him for not being manly, how can Dongfang Jin's words be endured, and his heart is even more angry. Li Qingyang unfolded the "Qingyin swordsmanship", although his skills are still shallow, but this swordsmanship is the upper swordsmanship of the Emei faction, one move at a time, the power is not small, although Dongfang Jin ridiculed him with his mouth, but he did not dare to be careless, using the stunt of the monk, Li Qingyang gradually felt overwhelmed, fortunately Dongfang Jin had the intention to tease him, not to make a killing move, although Li Qingyang even in distress, but he could barely support it, but he saw Dongfang Jin's intentions, and his heart was angry and angry. Li Qingyang suddenly changed his sword moves, using the Emei faction's "Emei Golden Top Three Styles", although this set of swordsmanship only has three moves, but it is the essence of the Emei faction's swordsmanship, which is changeable and powerful, and Emei disciples can't learn it if they don't have a chance. Li Qingyang's skills were not yet ready to learn this swordsmanship, but his family was well-off, and he was very good at dealing with swordsmanship among his brothers. This "Emei Golden Top Three Styles" he learned from the senior brother Jiekong monk, although he failed to master the essence of swordsmanship, suddenly made the general out, but also enough to make the Eastern Jin side chaos. Li Qingyang took the opportunity to urge the swordsmanship, a move is as fast as a move, the essence of this set of swordsmanship is to brake quickly, so that the enemy has no time to attack, and the move is restrained by others, if Li Qingyang's senior brother uses this set of swordsmanship, Dongfang Jin has long been defeated, after all, Li Qingyang's kung fu is not at home, and at every critical moment, he is avoided by Dongfang Jin.

The two were fighting inseparably, and suddenly heard a delicate voice say: "Mother, which of them do you say can win?" Everyone followed the prestige, and I don't know when a woman came to the post with a little girl of seven or eight years old. The woman was in her forties, and she was bright and beautiful with rouge. The little girl was wearing a yellow shirt, a goose egg face, a pair of eyes were very bright, and a string of green pearls were worn on her white neck.

The woman said: "Although the people of the Emei faction are skilled in swordsmanship, their skills are not enough, and they can't beat Dongfang Bai's son." The little girl said, "Mother, do you think he can beat me?" The woman said, "He can take you thirty moves." ”

Although Li Qingyang was doing his best to deal with Dongfang Jin, the words of the mother and daughter were heard word by word, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, and their swords were more fierce. He used the last style of the "Emei Golden Top Three Styles" "Izumo Style", the long sword drew a circle, a circle was bigger than a circle, the sword light flashed, and the whole body of Dongfang Jin was shrouded in the sword momentum, Dongfang Jin was shocked, he couldn't dodge, and his right arm was cut by Li Qingyang with a long cut, and the blood flowed. Dongfang Jin was shocked and angry, handed over the folding fan to his left hand, and threw it violently at Li Qingyang's face, Li Qingyang saw that the folding fan was fierce, and hurriedly waved his sword to block, Dongfang Jin kicked Li Qingyang's lower abdomen with his right foot, Li Qingyang couldn't dodge backwards, so he had to jump upward, Dongfang Jin Zongyue stepped forward, pointed at Li Qingyang's ribs with his left hand, and slapped his back with his right palm, Li Qingyang blocked the folding fan, and suddenly felt numbness under his ribs, and then he had a sharp pain in his spine, and he was unconscious.