Upstairs in the drunken immortals, Xin Xiaomei and her sister Xin Nan stood in front of the window, and saw that the backyard was bloody and bloody, and at least twenty or thirty people were lying on the ground, and some injured people were howling on the ground, the scene was terrifying and miserable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xin Xiaomei's voice trembled: "Sister, why don't you help them?" Xin Nan was expressionless, staring at the fighting crowd and said lightly: "It's none of our business, why bother?"

Xin Xiaomei was dissatisfied: "They helped my sister, why can't we help them?" Xin Nan turned her head and smiled at her: "If you want to help, you go, my sister will help you in the battle." Xin Xiaomei's face was flushed, and she clasped her hands and said angrily: "Sister, if you do this again, I will tell my mother-in-law." ”

Xin Nan said indifferently: "Whatever you want, be careful that I don't take you out next time." Xin Xiaomei immediately softened and pleaded: "Sister, don't be angry, I was wrong." Then seeing the three Luo brothers and Xiao Han retreating, he couldn't help but say again: "If they are killed, Xiao Qi will be sad." ”

Xin Nan smiled and said: "Xiao Qi's sadness is his business, what does it matter to you?" Xin Xiaomei couldn't tell her, her little face was red with anger, and she pulled the corner of Xin Nan's clothes and swayed hard. Xin Nan just smiled, looking outside, but his face was a little gloomy.

A disciple of the Mountain Demon Sect stabbed Duan Xiliu from behind with a spear, Xin Nan's face changed greatly, the cold light in his eyes flashed slightly, and then it dimmed, his bent hands slowly put down, sighed softly, and turned his head away.

The spear of the Mountain Demon Sect disciple just stabbed Xiao Han in the lower abdomen, but he shrank back and dodged a shot. The spear grazed Xiao Han's belly, bringing out a wisp of blood. Xiao Han was furious, and stabbed the disciple to death with a backhand sword, Xun Nanping's spear followed and stabbed, Xiao Han's body was crooked, and he fell to the ground.

Xun Nanping was fierce, stabbed Xiao Han in the heart with a cruel smile, and two more disciples stabbed Xiao Han's lower abdomen and throat at the same time. Xiao Han was discouraged, swung his sword to block a disciple's spear, and watched Xun Nanping and another spear stab at him, but it was too late to dodge.

Shi Chuyang is also in danger, the three young men of Emei and the seven monks of Shaolin surround him to the death, more than ten heads deal with his two subordinates, and hundreds of disciples of the thirty-six sects of the three sects fight against Shi Chuyang's subordinates. It's a truth that there are only a lot of good men, and after half an hour, more than 100 of Shi Chuyang's subordinates were killed, and Dining and Fang Lu were also wounded. The disciples of the thirty-six sects of the three sects also suffered heavy casualties, and Gongsun Junzheng was hit by Shi Chuyang on the left side of his face, if it wasn't for Lin Junshen's desperate rescue, he would have broken his appearance long ago.

Shi Chuyang fought ten people, and he was forced back to the inn. All the guests have fled, the Song soldiers originally only had a team of 100 people to watch the battle, as the battle expanded, two more battalions came, more than 1,000 people blocked the north and south streets, but did not interfere with the fight between the two sides, the two young generals held spears on horses, and watched the fierce battle between the two sides with cold eyes.

Dinin was furious, forced back several besieging leaders with several knives, and shouted: "Son, go quickly, don't miss the hour." ”

Fang Lu shouted: "Childe, don't fall in love, it's too late if you don't leave." Shi Chuyang smiled bitterly, and ten people from Emei Shaolin surrounded him to the death, although he was connected by Wang Junkuo, Jueren, and Jueyi, but they all drank stimulants one by one and fought hard, making him completely speechless.

Seeing that everyone was approaching step by step under the leadership of Monk Jueyuan, Shi Chuyang smiled bitterly and said with a smile: "The three sects are so insidious, won't they damage the prestige of the two factions of Shaolin and Emei?" Jueyuan shook his head and said: "This matter has nothing to do with the three sects, but it was done by the head of Mr. Xiao." ”

Shi Chuyang was slightly stunned, and then laughed and said: "Xiao Han, sure enough, the name is well deserved, and this son has written it down." Lin Junshen said angrily: "What's the use of writing it down? "Follow the sword and swoop in.

Shi Chuyang hurriedly waved his fan to block, but saw several swords stabbing at the same time, Shi Chuyang was so frightened that his soul flew, screamed, his body wanted to rush up, but the fight was too long, his whole body was out of strength, and as soon as his heel left the ground, he was stabbed in the heel by Juexin's sword, and he couldn't fly again.

That Di Ning and Fang Lu were each hit by several swords, and they would die in a few moves. The three sects were overjoyed, and Gongsun Junzheng said loudly: "Kill them in one go." The crowd agreed, cheered up, and attacked desperately.

Shi Chuyang folded his fan to repel the three swords, and watched the other seven swords stab at his body, sighed secretly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Han's whole body was soft, ready to meet death, and suddenly he heard a coquettish reprimand, and a filament fell from the sky, and he rolled up Xun Nanping's spear, followed to the left, and hit the disciple's chest. "Pounce" The disciple turned over and fell, Xun Nanping was shocked and said angrily: "Who?"

A faint voice said, "Me." Then I saw a young woman dressed in black jumping over, and there was a yellow smoke everywhere she passed, and the disciples of the Mountain Demon Sect knew that it was powerful, so they turned around and fled, and immediately relieved the siege of Luo Beihong's three brothers.

Upstairs in the drunken immortals, Wudang Qizi, Qingmei, and Fan Ruoshui cheered when they saw someone coming to the rescue. Bai Haoming's eyes were sharp, and he immediately shouted, "It's Sister Murong." Fu Haoxuan shouted, "My master is back." The seven sons smiled one by one, only Qingmei's face was slightly tight, her mouth was closed, and she seemed to be preoccupied.

In the next room, Xin Xiaomei saw that someone came forward to rescue, applauded and smiled: "Sister, look, the master is here." Xin Nan said lightly: "I saw it, it was Murong Qiuyu." Xin Xiaomei said curiously: "Do you know her?" Xin Nan was stunned for a moment, and slowly shook her head and said: "Murong Qiuyu is a holy daughter of the Divine Sect, of course she knows." ”

Xin Xiaomei said happily: "As soon as Miss Murong comes, Xiao Qi's master will be fine." Then it felt wrong, and frowned: "Sister, Miss Murong is a holy daughter of the Divine Sect, how can she help Xiao Qi's master?"

Xin Nan shook his head and said, "I don't know." Then he looked out the window, but saw that the two sides had already stopped fighting, and all the disciples of the Mountain Demon Sect fled outside the door except for the dead and wounded, even Xun Nanping was no exception. The two sides confronted each other inside and outside the door, Xiao Han stood with his sword and Luo Beihong's three brothers, all of them in low spirits and drenched in blood.

It was Murong Qiuyu who came, she was as thin and quiet as usual, she just glanced at Xiao Han lightly, and asked softly, "Are you okay?" Xiao Han saw her come back, he was in a good mood, and nodded: "It's okay." Murong Qiuyu nodded, turned to Xun Nanping outside the door and said, "Uncle Xun, whose order did you take, why did you stop Xiao Han from going to fight?"

Xun Nanping was very jealous of her, took back his spear and said: "I came here on the order of my son, and I hope the girl will not disturb." Murong Qiuyu said "oh", glanced back at Xiao Han, but saw that the four brothers were bandaging each other's wounds, and said lightly: "Please Uncle Xun raise your noble hand, let Xiao Han go to fight first, if the son blames, let him find me." ”

Xun Nanping glanced at Xiao Han hatefully, bowed slightly and said, "Since the girl said so, she should obey it." With a wave of his big hand, the Mountain Demon Sect disciple lifted the dead and wounded disciples on the ground, bowed slightly to Murong Qiuyu, turned around and left.

Murong Qiuyu watched them leave, and after a while, he heard a commotion at the front door, and followed those who called Huazi to withdraw one after another, obviously getting the news. Murong Qiuyu slowly approached Xiao Han and the four of them: "How are you injured?"

The three Luo Beihong brothers bowed down and hugged their fists at the same time and said, "Thank you for the girl's rescue." Xiao Han looked at her with a smile and said, "Is the sister good?" Murong Qiuyu was shocked, and his face changed slightly: "Very good, Brother Lao is worried." ”

Duan Xiliu saw that the enemy was retreating, and said with a sigh of relief: "The family doesn't talk to each other, don't be polite here, let's go quickly, the ring has already started." Xiao Han immediately jumped up and said, "Oops, if you make a mistake, it's over." "I didn't care about being polite to Murong Qiuyu, so I turned around and ran. The Luo brothers followed closely, Murong Qiuyu's eyes flashed, he sighed secretly, and turned around to follow.

There were thousands of Song troops outside, and when they saw the five of them rushing out, the first general rode a tall horse, hugged his fists from afar, and said: "Congratulations to Master Xiao for his victory." Xiao Han didn't have the time to talk nonsense with him, so he gave up his hand slightly and ran desperately to the north.

The general smiled slightly and said loudly: "Come on, send Master Xiao a ride." Then someone took out five tall horses and sent them to Xiao Han. Xiao Han didn't care about being polite, and hurriedly said: "Don't thank you for your great kindness, he will be rewarded in the future." Then he turned over and got on the horse, and even Murong Qiuyu followed, and everyone beat the horses and galloped, and went straight to the Great Xiangguo Temple.

Shi Chuyang couldn't get out of the battle for a long time, and seeing that his death was approaching, he only regretted that he didn't bring some more old monsters with him. Hearing Jueyuan and Gongsun Junzheng commanding the slaughter loudly, Shi Chuyang slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, a fresh breeze suddenly drifted by, and a faint fragrance came with the wind. Shi Chuyang only sniffed it for a moment, and suddenly changed his face, and shouted, "Sister save me." ”

Wang Junkuo took a sip, and his deep body was soft and he fell to the ground immediately. Jueyuan was shocked, and looked back at the two warring sides, hundreds of people fell to the ground at the same time, and Jueyuan shouted: "Poisonous, hold your breath quickly." Before the words fell, he rolled over and fell to the ground.

Only Lin Junshen was alert, and when he saw Wang Junkuo fall to the ground, he immediately jumped out, and then closed his breath, but saw that the ground was already dark and overwhelming, and even Shi Chuyang was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move.

Lin Junshen saw that a puff of smoke in the wind slowly dissipated, how dare he step forward, jumped far to the side to dodge, looked around, but did not see anyone coming. Just as he was about to come forward to treat the brothers and the heads of various factions, he saw an old woman walking over on a cane on the corner of the street.

With every step she took, she brought out a wisp of clear smoke. Lin Junshen realized that the smoke and poison in the wind just now was caused by this old woman, and he shouted loudly: "Who are you?

The old woman coughed as she walked, glanced at Lin Junshen, turned her head to Shi Chuyang, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "It's getting more and more useless, you really should train it well." Then slowly walked in front of Shi Chuyang.

Shi Chuyang couldn't speak, but he was smiling all over his face, trying to look up at the old woman. Who would have thought that the old woman glanced at him, suddenly raised her palm, and hit it hard.