"Who is Chen Minghui?Chen Yihui's brother?" Zhang Yan caught up with Chuantian and asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chuantian said disapprerovingly: "He is Chen Yihui's eldest brother, and now he is studying in the Tianlong Dojo." ”

Nowadays, the only private sects that can be compared to the ancient sects that have been inherited for a hundred years or thousands of years are the Tianlong Dojo and the Suxin Pavilion. The Tianlong Dojo is all male, and in the Suxin Pavilion, almost all young women.

The Imperial Sword Pavilion is just a small force that is not well known, in fact, it is difficult to even call a sect.

Although the Tianlong Dojo is also created by a private person, with a history of only more than 30 years, it has a strong strength comparable to Shaolin Wudang. The Tianlong Dojo is extremely strict in accepting disciples, and its extraordinary strength and talent are indispensable. Therefore, there are nearly 300 people under his disciples, all of whom are superb in martial arts and have extraordinary skills. The owner of the field, Zhao Yufei, is well-versed in the present and the ancient, and knows all kinds of schools, and is a rare martial arts wizard in the world. Although there are many apprentices and the apprentices have learned a lot, Zhao Yufei is still able to teach students according to their aptitude and teach apprentices without omission, and his strength is simply unfathomable.

Zhao Yufei is the uncle of today's son, and he can be crowned with the word "dragon" in the dojo.

Zhao Kuangyin, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, was invincible in the world at that time, especially famous for his "overlord divine skills". After that, few people could train the royal bloodline. If you think about it, it's to be expected. Brocade clothes and jade food may not be able to defeat people's cultivation hearts, but they will always slowly corrode it, and it is inevitable.

Until the appearance of Zhao Yufei.

When he was young, he abandoned everything and traveled the world, fighting with swords. The character is uninhibited, not good jade plate is shy, and only loves a pot of turbid wine. During this period, he got acquainted with Han Lanlone, the current master of Suxin Pavilion, and the two fell in love with each other at first sight, and they were also a pair of fairy couples who were talked about by the rivers and lakes at that time.

However, God always makes things unsatisfactory happen, and in the end, the two parted ways and did not know each other. One founded the Tianlong Dojo and the other founded the Suxin Pavilion, which were even more opposed to each other.

Every three years, there will be a large-scale martial arts tournament in the Tianlong Dojo and Suxin Pavilion. When the conference was held, both the sword warriors and the ordinary people flocked to it, and no one wanted to miss this unprecedented excitement.

The heavy snow suddenly came, and on the road, Zhang Chuan only felt miserable, and couldn't help but sigh: "This year's winter seems to be particularly cold. ”

Chuantian didn't speak, but said pun on the dust: "Winter is a nightmare, because people with insufficient foundation are not enough to withstand this severe cold." Zhang Wanwan said: "Brother Night seems to have more words today!"

A smile appeared on Ye Dyed Dust's ordinary face, especially sincere: "Ye Mou was seriously injured, and the martial arts that he used as a battle were almost impossible to use at this moment. If you encounter an enemy at this time, you can almost only let it be slaughtered. suddenly changed from a martial artist to an ordinary person, which made Ye feel very fresh, but it also felt familiar after a long time. All in all, this kind of beauty touches me deeply. ”

Chuan Tiantou, who was in charge of leading the way, said without looking back: "Being injured is never a bad thing, because if you have not experienced failure, you will not know your own shortcomings." ”

Zhang Yan thought about it, as if he was not less injured, but he didn't seem to have any special feelings. Although Chuantian didn't look at Zhang Remnant, he still seemed to guess what Zhang Remnant was thinking, and continued: "Ordinary people eat, and they eat when they are hungry, and they will never think about why we need to do this. If Brother Zhang can't remember why he was injured when he was injured, then he deserves to be tormented by physical pain every time. ”

Zhang Chuan nodded: "Zhang will remember." Ye Ranchen smiled: "Brother Zhang is easy to accept the opinions of others with an open mind. Zhang Zhan laughed, did not answer this, but said: "That's right! Usually the old brother is too steady, young and old, and there is no young man's vigor! You must know that youth is precious, and you will not return." Therefore, we should do more ridiculous things while we are young. Ye Dye Dust smiled again, but didn't say much, but it didn't seem to refuse Zhang Yan's suggestion.

From daytime to midnight, there was no rest in between. Zhang Yan secretly complained in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted. Chuantian suddenly stopped, and then said, "Just ahead!" After saying that, he suddenly accelerated and disappeared like a whirlwind. Qin Xingya followed closely behind Chuantian and disappeared from view with him.

Night Stain Dust can't easily operate his skills now, and can only walk with Zhang Yan and the thorn wolf who has never been in a hurry. Zhang Remnant was worried that Ye Chenchen's injuries would be difficult to meet the enemy, and he was afraid that he would hurt his self-esteem. When he was thinking about how to consider his words, Ye Zhanchen seemed to have guessed what Zhang Yan was thinking, and said lightly: "Unnecessary self-esteem, it's useless to keep it." After a while, Brother Zhang should pay attention to the safety of his younger brother. ”

Seeing that the night dye dust was so free and easy, Zhang Remnant smiled again, and said happily: "If this is the case, being able to escort the night dye dust is definitely something that Zhang is worth bragging about for a lifetime!"

The snow is shining, and the night can't completely swallow the white. When Zhang Chuan and the others approached, they saw Qu Fan kneeling on one knee, his hair scattered, holding the ground with his sword, hanging his head and panting, and the ground was red. Qin Yuluo's corpse lying next to him had already been frozen by the severe cold, his eyes were hollow and gray, and his appearance was extremely terrifying. The corpse was wrapped in a bright red, and the background of the white clothes could hardly be seen.

Seeing that Qu Fan was so embarrassed and shaky, Zhang Yan didn't hit him directly. Pointing to Qin Yuluo's corpse, he turned back to Jing Wolf and said, "Brother Jing, you see, people who don't know still think that this year is the natal year of this senior! ”

With a "wow", Qu Fan spurted a mouthful of blood, his hand was weak, he couldn't hold the sword, and he fell on the snow.

Before Zhang Yan could rejoice in his results, Qin Xingya suddenly pulled out his long sword, and a little edge set off a slight chill and drilled directly into Zhang Yan's throat.

Qin Xingya was born with a hundred veins, and the depth of internal strength is rare in the world.

Before the edge reached his body, Zhang Jian suddenly felt a momentum that was impossible for mortals to resist coming to his face. At the same time, shrouded by her true qi, Zhang Yan only felt that his whole body was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and he couldn't move.

It was so fast that Zhang Yan didn't have time to have any thoughts, and in a flash of lightning, Chuantian seemed to suddenly emerge from the ground, waving his palm and opening Qin Xingya's long sword.

With a bang, with the power of the sky, it did not dissolve Qin Xingya's strength, and it inevitably hit Zhang Yan's chest.

Qin Xingya watched Zhang Yan fall to the ground on his back motionlessly, and said coldly: "Even if Brother Chuan's brother knows the left side door, it will be difficult to escape the sword in Xingya's hand." Brother Chuan's better think about whether you still want to stand up for him?"

Zhang Yan didn't have any thoughts at this moment, so he suddenly got up and pushed away the Chuantian that was blocking him. Walking to Qin Xingya's five steps, he smiled miserably and asked, "Do you really want to kill me?"

Qin Xingya seemed to sneer, and did not answer Zhang Yan at all, raising her sword and stabbing it.

At this moment, Zhang Yan's mind was blank, and he stared blankly at Qin Xingyan's beautiful eyes as mysterious as the starry sky. The long sword stabbed, and Zhang Remnant couldn't dodge, and he forgot to dodge. He was not afraid, but faintly looked forward to it: after he died, would there be a day when Qin Xingya happened to think of herself, and she would regret it a little?

Suddenly, the sword light was great, and a long sword flew out from behind Zhang Yan like a meteor.

After the long sword swept past Zhang Xuan, it accelerated even more in vain, so fast that it seemed to be just a void, making people unable to see the sword itself at all, and rolled towards Qin Xingya.