Zhang Dang laughed, deliberately pretending not to hear, jumped up, and the long sword cut a sharp silver line, tearing the air, letting out a sharp long roar, and went straight to the young man's brow.

On the other side, Jin Ba didn't even shout to stop, if she didn't speak, others couldn't say anything, they could only watch this strange scene quietly.

"Brother worry-free!" The little junior sister clenched her fists and left the table in a hurry, wearing a goose yellow dress like a brilliant floating cloud, running towards the young man who was a frequent visitor in her heart and dreams.

Don't, don't hurt Brother Worry-Free!

Some guests who don't know the situation on the side have begun to sigh secretly, and those who know will not stop them, on the contrary, some restaurant owners, racecourse owners, gambling house owners and the like who have been "bullied" by the new Xia Zhangjiao in Tianyin City are still secretly applauding in their hearts.

But no one saw the look on the young man's face that gradually became cold.

Shame on the face!

A cruel arc curled on his lips, and he raised his eyes to see the sword that was almost close at hand, and the swaying body of the "Red Maple Sword", which happened to be between him and Jin Ba.

Since you are shameless, then let's stay with your life.

He pulled out his long sword inch by inch, and the whirlwind between the swords seemed to dance back in a similar way, a typical style of the wind sword technique.

But the next moment, that sword was no longer a violent wind, but a demonic wind, a ghostly cold current, but this evil spirit only appeared in front of Zhang Lang's eyes, and the rest of the people couldn't see it clearly.

Zhong Kui's eyes...

Xia Wuwu's pupils flashed with demonic brilliance, the long sword stabbed out silently, and at the same time, his body fell backwards, and the tip of the sword trembled towards the forehead of the person opposite.

Zhang Dang sneered: "Mantis arm..."

But before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened and widened, until his pupils were about to burst...

This sword, what kind of sword is this, how can there be a sword pierced at this angle, how is it possible...

This sword is by no means the right way, it is definitely not a good way, the yin qi is dense, the ghost aura is overwhelming, and the hand that draws the sword at will has actually transformed into a white bone hand, poking out from the netherworld.

What kind of move is this?

The fear in his heart rose sharply, and the young man in front of him was still a young novice who had been slaughtered by himself before, that look, that smile, it was clearly a ghost!!

No... No... I don't want to die yet!

I don't want revenge!

Don't!

But he didn't have time to think about it, and it was too late to regret it.

The sword of death pierced through his eyes, and then the powerful force carried the sword through the back of his head.

He then fell to the ground, his head cut in half, and blood mixed with his brain flowed in all directions.

A blood-colored flower exploded on the bright yellow robe.

There was silence all around.

Long.

"It's fake..."

"Zhang Daxia seems to hit the sword with his head..."

"How is this possible?"

"That kid is so lucky, isn't it?"

"This, what the hell is going on, why all of a sudden, he pulled out his sword, and the sword pierced Zhang Daxia's head?"

Jin Ba stood up suddenly, and at that moment, she happened to be stuck in the blind corner of her line of sight and couldn't see clearly.

On the other side, the little junior sister rushed to the young man's side in shock, and there was no blood on her face, obviously she was really worried just now.

Xia Wuwu's face returned to normal again, and then he began to pretend to pant heavily, and then looked up to the sky and sighed: "How can this be, God, how could Zhang Daxia die under this sword so easily." ”

"I just raised my sword to block it, but how could this be! You know, on weekdays, the hero I admire the most is you. It's an honor to be on the same stage with you today, but why is this happening!"

"Oh my God!"

"God is jealous of my Red Maple Sword Zhang Dang, Zhang Daxia!"

"O heaven, O earth, I would rather die now than a generation of heroic souls fall here!"

Xia Zhangjiao, who had just won, began to soar in acting.

Everyone on the side was dumbfounded, except for Mu Chen, who squirted out the wine in his mouth with a "poof", and then lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

What's going on?

It wasn't until the little junior sister pulled the corner of Brother Wuwu's clothes that the latter reluctantly left the corpse that was in a miserable state of death, and while walking, he jumped and shouted: "Thick burial, thick burial, Zhang Daxia must be buried thickly!"

The little junior sister suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and she didn't know how the painting style of life and death parting just now suddenly changed... So he lowered his voice and said, "Brother worry-free, low-key, low-key..."

Seeing blood on the day of the big day, such a thing happened at the wedding banquet, and Zhang Hanyu's face had already turned red.

It's just that for some reason, the people around him are indifferent, but the hand holding him is extremely cold, I'm afraid that he is trembling with fear, right?

And the lord of Mu City, who is the head of the family, is indifferent, anyway, it's not his daughter who is married, just a cousin...

But as the person in charge at this time, he still got up, pretending to be cold and ordered: "Don't hurry up and move Zhang Daxia away, this wine has not passed the third round..."

"As Lord Jin said, the sword has no eyes, and the affairs of the rivers and lakes are bloody, rain and blood, and life and death are in the blink of an eye. This is in line with the wedding banquet of my sons and daughters, so go on, go on!

"Life and death are just a glass of wine, the children of the rivers and lakes are informal, there is no need to make a fuss!

While glancing at the steward of the City Lord's Mansion beside him, he skillfully resolved the impasse.

But some people disagree.

Ouyang Yihe got up slowly, and said freely: "Xia Zhang teaches the means well, and in the next moment, he also wants to ask for advice, I don't know if it's okay?"

The reason why he stood up was because the face of the Wind Fairy beside him was cold.

In order to win the favor of the beauties, and for the future brother-in-law to be able to take charge of the Langjian Sect again, he decided to make a move.

Although he is a disciple of Wudang, he is nicknamed "Little Sword Demon" in the rivers and lakes, which shows that he is also quite reckless in his actions, and fails to keep the way of humility.

For this reason, his master, who is also one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, "Empty Valley Cloudless" Mo Xie Luo has never taught him less, but he has not changed his teachings, and Mo Xie Luo has no choice, just a young man's heart, just hone and hone in the rivers and lakes.

What's more, he didn't need to kill Xia Wuwu at all.

All he needs to do is force this young master to use some "tricks that he shouldn't have used", then he will be ruined, and Jinba will not let him go. When the time comes, the Langjian Sect will no longer be in charge, and with his own support, will the brother-in-law still be safe in the position of the Langjian Sect?

Even if he really didn't take the evil sword spectrum, but had another adventure, it was no problem, his strength was the best among the new generation of young people, and even Fengyun Pavilion included himself in the eleventh of the star list. When the time comes, let him lose some face, and the head of the sect will lose his prestige, and it will naturally be difficult to continue.

This game can be described as a sure win.

So Ouyang Yihe walked out of the guest banquet gracefully and stood in the open space that had been turned into a ring.

Mu Chen was about to speak, but Jin Ba coughed lightly and motioned to continue.

On the side of the Lang Sword Sect, Fang Pingzhi suddenly stood up and said, "The master has just competed, and this time, I will teach Senior Brother Ouyang's high moves." ”

Ouyang Yihe sneered, "What are you?"

He was already wanton, and when he saw that a nobody wanted to compete with him, he immediately became mercilessly sarcastic.

Fang Pingzhi's face turned red, he gritted his teeth and was about to walk out.

but was pressed down by a hand.

He looked up, but saw Dao's familiar, but reassuring face, as if he was there, and it didn't matter if the sky fell apart.

"Sect Master!" Fang Pingzhi said indignantly, "Although Fang is not talented, at most he is only three feet of blood... I..."

Xia Wuwu interrupted him and said lightly, "I'll come." ”

He looked up at the upright man standing tall and fluttering: "Look at me and beat him like a thing." ”