Ouyang Bei only felt an ice in his palm, as if a thin ice cube had been stabbed, and then the ice cube seemed to explode, spreading from the palm of his right hand holding the soft rope of the meteor hammer to his arm.

Ouyang Bei's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly looked down, but saw that the soft rope was covered with fine white frost, and the top of his right hand was not spared. It was only at this time that he understood why this person and his swordsmanship were called Jushuang, it turned out that he could really use the sword to gather the internal force of Yin Han on the opponent, and then defeat the enemy, fortunately, his internal strength cultivation was not weak, otherwise this right arm would be abolished on the spot.

Seeing that Ouyang Bei was injured, the Taoist priests of the Heavenly Master Sect slashed at Xiao Jushuang with their long swords.

Xiao Jushuang withdrew his sword to save himself, only to hear the sound of clanging bells, and used only one move to block several long swords from everyone.

I saw Xiao Jushuang sneering and saying, "Lie down for me!"

Everyone only felt that there was an icy and abnormal cold air coming from Xiao Jushuang's long sword, and they couldn't help but scream in a low voice, and half of their bodies couldn't move for a while, and they all fell to the ground softly.

In an instant, Ouyang Bei and all the young Taoist priests were tricked and lay down, temporarily losing their ability to move, and it seemed that they could only be killed, waiting for Xiao Jushuang, the butcher, to attack like a lamb to be slaughtered.

On that side, Chen Daoxuan fought fiercely against Hong Tianji, and the situation also changed. Chen Daoxuan, with the orthodox Taoist kung fu of the "Five Elements Golden Sword", wanted to die immediately under the palm of Hong Tianji's sword before the flank of the sword arrived.

Chen Daoxuan's body shape was reversed, and from top to bottom, Mount Tai pressed the top of the top of the mountain and slapped a palm to Hong Tianji's head Baihui acupoint, Hong Tianji listened to the palm wind is not good, and hurriedly raised his left palm to protect the top of his head, and the sword in his right hand turned sharply and stabbed straight up. Chen Daoxuan saw that Hong Tianji's quick change of tactics was really unexpected, and his heart sank, and he said secretly: "The East China Sea faction is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and I am underestimating the enemy this time." "When you want to change your palm, how can you fall very urgently, the sword is close to the palm of your hand, and the situation is not allowed.

Chen Daoxuan had no choice but to take another risky move. He kicked his feet back, his waist board was forceful, and he made a move to "ride a donkey upside down in the air", and turned his body back again, and the two became face to face, Chen Daoxuan's hand was not idle, and he snapped Hong Tianji's sword body with two fingers, and at the same time used the five elements of true qi to snatch the weapon from his hand.

Hong Tianji's long sword was willing to change hands easily, and he hurriedly transported the exclusive mental method of the East China Sea faction to fight with internal strength. Chen Daoxuan only felt that Hong Tianji's internal force was cold and evil, and he was afraid that if it lasted for a long time, he would seriously injure his internal organs, so he immediately inhaled deeply, used ten percent of his strength, and worked hard with two fingers.

Hearing a loud "pop", Hong Tianji suddenly felt that the tiger's mouth was swollen, and the long sword had been broken by Chen Daoxuan's strength, so frightened that he hurriedly dodged and retreated.

But Xiao Jushuang didn't seem to be in a hurry, he turned his face to look at Meng Dongting, who was already frightened, and asked with a grin: "Little white face, you don't have a good heart." You kid was blowing the wind right now, right?"

Meng Dongting looked at his ugly face and shuddered violently, and replied, "I...... I"

The flesh on Xiao Jushuang's face jumped twice, and said: "What am I, if it weren't for your kid being crooked, Ouyang Bei would have already offered things with both hands, and we still need to work so hard, it seems that we have to leave some marks for your kid." With that, he raised his sword and stabbed at Meng Dongting.

Meng Dongting is a lawyer who writes pleadings for others, to put it bluntly, he is a scholar, except for the fact that he has been working as a farmer since he was a child, and his body is strong and strong, he has no martial arts, how can he resist this vicious thug of the East China Sea faction. Although he was scared in his heart, he thought that he couldn't run, so he simply closed his eyes and ran towards Xiao Jushuang, intending to break the net.

Xiao Jushuang was shocked, he had never seen this kind of deadly fighting, and after a little hesitation, the blade of the sword was slightly off, and it passed past Meng Dongting's ear.

Meng Dongting saw that he had failed, and turned around again to repeat his old tricks, but he still closed his eyes and rushed towards Xiao Jushuang.

Xiao Jushuang was a little annoyed, and scolded in his mouth: "Stinky boy, since you don't want to die, then I will fulfill you!" After saying that, the internal force ran through the tip of the sword and stabbed Meng Dongting's head.

This change was too sudden, and Chen Daoxuan on the side had just shaken back Hong Tianji, and he was far away, and it was beyond his reach to lend a hand. Ouyang Bei and several other young Taoist priests from the Heavenly Master Sect had just been injured and fell to the ground, and they were all in half-body paralysis, and they couldn't help it.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to stick to Meng Dongting's scalp, suddenly another pitch-black object flew over, followed by two "pop" and "bang", and another piece of roof tiles, which knocked Xiao Jushuang's sword off all of a sudden. Meng Dongting threw himself into the air all of a sudden, but he couldn't hold his feet, and fell to the ground with a bang, embarrassed.

On the top of the temple, a person flew into the middle like a violent wind, blocking in front of Meng Dongting, only to see that the person who came was fat, blue-eyed, bearded, and a little burnt yellow, wearing a soap suit, stepping on ten-square shoes, holding a dark iron heavy sword in his hand, and glaring angrily at Xiao Jushuang.

When Chen Daoxuan saw it, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, it was none other than his junior brother "Huo De Zhenren" Zhang Daoyan.

Zhang Daoyan scolded the street with a mouth: "Ugly ghost, you are really shameless, you can do it against a person who has no power to fight back, do you still want to be shameless?"

Xiao Jushuang heard what he said rudely, and immediately became angry, and said: "Where did you come from, the old miscellaneous hair, dare to come and ruin your grandfather's good deeds!"

Zhang Daoyan laughed for a while and said, "Dog thief, with your indiscriminate virtue, you are not worthy of knowing my name." ”

Xiao Jushuang's nose was almost crooked, and he said viciously: "Well, since you don't want to say it, then grandpa will fulfill you and make you a nameless ghost." With that, the sword flashed, and "Jushuang" shot again.

Zhang Daoyan stopped talking, shook the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, and as soon as he came up, he used his own peerless "Five Elements Fire Sword", and with one move "Immortal Guidance", he preemptively killed Xiao Jushuang.

As soon as he accepted the move, Xiao Jushuang felt that he really shouldn't do anything with him this time, he didn't know that Zhang Daoyan was practicing the fire sword in the Five Elements Sword Technique, which was based on the internal force of the purest and most yang, with the fierce and uncast Xuantie heavy sword, which was just right to restrain his yin and soft yin and cold internal strength. Therefore, even if Xiao Jushuang can make strange moves in sword moves, he is suppressed everywhere at the root of swordsmanship, and it is difficult to make an inch.

After more than 40 fights, Xiao Jushuang's left and right sides have gradually revealed his defeat, and within ten moves, he will inevitably lose and lose.

Hong Tianji, who was on the side, was full of anxiety, remembering that before leaving, the three junior brothers boasted about Haikou in front of the senior brother in charge, saying that this time the horse must be captured, and the celebration banquet will be prepared at that time. Who knew that today he broke his sword first, and his junior brother was controlled by others everywhere. If you go back empty-handed this time, how will you explain it to the senior brother in charge?

Xiao Jushuang was still struggling to support, and suddenly heard a clear and peaceful voice in the distance: "Chen and Zhang, two real people, don't come here to be harmed! It's rare that you and I can still meet each other, but why did you start here?"

The voice came from afar, although it didn't sound very loud, but the words made people hear clearly, as if they were talking in their ears, obviously the person who came had deep internal skills, and I am afraid that it was still above Chen Daoxuan. Everyone saw a middle-aged scribe in his forties and fifties, wearing a white robe, wearing a square scarf, a sword around his waist, and a folding fan in his hand, walking slowly from behind the officials.

Hearing someone speak, Xiao Jushuang was ecstatic in her heart, knowing that the senior brother in charge was coming, everything would be fine.

Zhang Daoyan didn't hear it, but instead strengthened his hand, urging the sword net to smash towards Xiao Jushuang like a big windmill.

I saw that one of the two of them slammed and the other retreated, and the two swords parried each other...... The sound of "ding" was endless, everyone was looking at it, and suddenly felt a flower in front of them, the middle-aged scribe who was still talking in the distance just now didn't know when he broke into Zhang Daoyan's sword net, and actually stood in front of Xiao Jushuang, blocking the way of Zhang Daoyan's heavy sword.

Zhang Daoyan looked angry and muttered to the middle-aged scribe: "The surname is Xiao, what are you doing! Others hold your stinky feet and call you 'Sword God', but I may not buy it."

Chen Daoxuan witnessed the middle-aged scribe's posture on the side, and said in his heart: "The head of the East China Sea Sword Sect is still here after all! ”

Looking at the people of the East China Sea faction again, I saw that the "Tai'a Sword" Leng Bingfeng, the "Longyuan Sword" Qian Hualing, the "Cadre Sword" Ye Chengling, the "Mo Evil Sword" Zhou Piaoxue, the "Fish Intestine Sword" Yu Chuhail, the "Pure Jun Sword" Hu Buyun and the "Chengying Sword" Xia Shuofeng and other first-class masters were all in the crowd.

Chen Daoxuan's heart sank, knowing that the "Ten Swords of the East China Sea" had already gathered, and he only had two good players, himself and his junior brother Zhang Daoyan, Ouyang Bei and the rest of his own disciples, all of whom could hardly be called first-class masters. At the moment, there is only one step at a time.

Looking at the middle-aged scribe again, he was not annoyed, but smiled slightly: "Daoye Zhang, I haven't seen you for many years and you are still so straightforward." Can you spare me, who doesn't know what to do?"

Everyone listened to his humility, and when they saw him dressed like a well-educated person, the first impression was not bad, and everyone couldn't help but doubt their eyes, this is really the head of a powerful sect full of murder?

Zhang Daoyan heard him speak like this, the flesh on his face twitched several times, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "I just don't spare him, what will you do?"

When everyone heard him say that he was arrogant, they couldn't help frowning slightly, but they didn't know how to deal with the middle-aged scribe Xiu when he met a soldier.

The middle-aged scribe was still tepid, but only said lightly: "Yu learned swords at the age of five, became successful at the age of ten, first understood the way of the sword at the age of sixteen, stepped on the peak of the sword at the age of eighteen, entered the Central Plains at the age of twenty-two and did not meet an opponent, and in the year of the Mandate of Heaven, he got a glimpse of the way of heaven and man, and called himself the sword god!