Xiao Han followed his gaze, but saw a tall man staring at him viciously, it was the power of the Wuji Gang. The two of www.biquge.info them were going to play in the afternoon, but they were sitting in the same restaurant for dinner. On a whim, Xiao Han wanted to get up and sit at the same table with him to see what he thought. It's just that when he turned around and saw Zhu Gaoyang and Fu Qiuya staring at him, he had to dispel this thought, and smiled at the two: "Brother Zhu, Sister Fu, thank you two for your concern, this challenge is related to the reputation of the Wudang faction, and I will be careful in the future." ”

They gave him a few more words of encouragement, and then they went away together. Xiao Han deliberately looked for Qi Xinyi, but he didn't see anyone, thinking that he was angry and left. Looking at Zhu Gaoyang nodding and bowing beside Fu Qiuya, Xiao Han sighed incomparably, maybe this is the most real life.

After resting for less than half an hour after the meal, the heroes reunited in the martial arts hall again. At this time, the competition of each faction has been completed, and the injured heads of each faction have stayed in their residences to be treated and rested by the doctors and monks of Shaolin Temple. The Shaolin monks persuaded in many ways, and it took a long time for half a stick of incense to calm down.

The sects that each challenged went into battle one after another, because they were all third-rate sects, and the fights were naturally not as exciting as the middle sects. If it weren't for the heroes who wanted to see the demeanor and tricks of the new sect, they would have been impatient a long time ago. Xiao Han looked at it for a while, and even he could see that these sects really couldn't be compared with the first twenty-four sects.

After fighting for a long time, only one small sect, the "Red Willow Gang", defeated Cai Zhenghao, the head of the Chiyang Gang, and became one of the thirty-six factions. Cai Zhenghao was embarrassed and angry, and immediately led his disciples to withdraw from the martial arts hall and returned to his hometown early. It was inconvenient for the three sects to stay, so they sent several warrior monks to escort them down the mountain.

Finally it was Xiao Han's turn to play, Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Chengzong came over to encourage, Sima An didn't know where to get out, wearing a straw hat, and said softly: "The little master of meditation said that it depends on you to win." "Follow Duan Xiliu and Lin Junshen over successively, and wish him a victory.

Xiao Han was very moved, but Li Yueying was always in the future, which made him feel quite uncomfortable. As soon as the two of them were sent away, they were about to go on the field, and suddenly a soft voice whispered: "Master Xiao." Xiao Han turned around, but saw a young woman in a green feather and yellow shirt standing behind him, it was Murong Qiuyu who was chatting with him in the middle of the night.

Xiao Han was excited, and immediately smiled: "Miss Murong." Murong Qiuyu looked indifferent, stretched out his slender jade hand, held a silver needle and said, "This is for you, it can ensure your success." Xiao Han stretched out his hand to take it, and the second hand was connected, and the five fingers touched one place. Xiao Han only felt that his hand was slippery, and his heart fluttered. Murong Qiuyuyu's face turned red, and he immediately put his hand back, and said lightly: "Return me after the fight." ”

Xiao Han put away the silver needle and smiled: "Thank you, girl." Just as he was about to say a few more words, he heard the gong sounding in the field, and Xiao Han had no choice but to jump on the stage. Looking back, Murong Qiuyu was gone. Looking closely, Deng Shi was startled, only to see Meng Wanxi and Chai Xinyue standing where Murong Qiuyu was standing at the same time, looking at him meaningfully.

Xiao Han's eyes were dizzy, and his heart was not good, these two stinky girls must have seen the scene just now, if they cheered with Li Yueying again, they would not be able to live this day. It's just that the situation is pressing, so I don't have time to think about it, I barely retract my mind and look at the big man like the iron tower opposite.

The power held the ghost-headed big knife in his hand, and said to Xiao Han with a sneer: "Master Xiao, fortunately." Xiao Han hugged his fists and said, "The head of the house, please." The two of them each took a step back, each raised his weapon, and the battle was about to break out.

The commotion outside the stadium continued, and some people shouted, "Fight." "Don't talk nonsense, if you can't get out. "What kind of Wudang faction, I think it's a crotch faction." Then there was a burst of laughter. Xiao Han heard it in his ears, and he was furious, but he didn't dare to be careless, holding the sword tightly, and slowly looking for opportunities around power.

The power has not dared to be careless since the failure of the last interception of Xiao Han, and at this time, seeing that his face was as usual, he did not dare to underestimate him, holding the ghost-headed big knife, and his eyes kept turning with Xiao Han. Both of them were looking for opportunities and slowly circled around the field.

To the north of the martial arts hall, the Tianshan Mountains are stationed. The four elders of Tianshan sat behind the table without saying a word, and behind them stood Luo Beihong, Jiang Dongge, Duan Xiliu and Li Yueying. Li Yueying looked at the two people who kept circling in the field, and couldn't help but snort softly: "Waste." Duan Xiliu snorted and laughed, "Who did the senior sister say?" Li Yueying rolled her eyes. Luo Beihong shook his head slightly, signaling Duan Xiliu not to talk nonsense. Jiang Dongge also gently pulled the corner of Duan Xiliu's clothes and signaled him not to talk nonsense. Duan Xiliu rolled his eyes a few times, but still closed his mouth.

The two of them circled three or four more times, but they still didn't move. The crowd outside the field is gone, and there is a mess, shouting and scolding, sneering, and stomping, which is even more lively than the vegetable market. Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Chengzong stood at the Wudang station, so ashamed that their faces went into the crotch of their pants. The same is true of Meng Wanxi and Chai Xinyue standing in front, the two glanced at each other, Meng Wanxi said angrily: "It's just a waste, except for lip service, it's useless." Chai Xinyue shook her head and said, "My sister is wrong, if he is a waste, how did your nails break?"

Meng Wanxi suddenly realized, nodded and said, "Iron Head Gong?" Chai Xinyue nodded. Before the two could speak, they saw Xiao Han suddenly fly, and the sword in his hand stabbed the throat of power like a meteor. The group waited for a long time, and finally saw the two of them make a move, and they made a loud noise, applause, and they didn't know who they were drumming for.

Power shouted: "Good coming." The ghost head big knife in his hand was horizontal, and the tip of Xiao Han's sword hit the blade, and a spark burst out when he landed. Xiao Han's body rolled over and landed firmly on the ground. The power took a step back, his face was hideous, and he rushed over with a big sword in a loud shout, and swept through the thousands of troops with one move and slashed at the waist.

How dare Xiao Han be careless, kick with both feet, fly up immediately, the tip of the sword is lowered, and immediately hit the blade, and the right foot exerts force, kicking towards the tip of the knife fiercely. The knife was too fierce, and Xiao Han's right foot kicked diagonally to the tip of the knife, originally planning to kick the knife in reverse, taking advantage of the situation to chase and stab the wrist of power. How do you know that the ghost head big knife is fierce and heavy, and as soon as the tip of the foot reaches the tip of the knife, it feels wrong, and he immediately withdraws his foot, already a step too late, only to see the ghost head big knife slashing towards Xiao Han's right foot with the wind.

The group of heroes exclaimed in surprise, seeing that Xiao Han couldn't hide. Li Yueying's face changed when she boarded, and she said in a trembling voice: "It's broken." Luo Beihong and the three of them also looked worried, and shook their heads at the same time. Meng Wanxi and Chai Xinyue, who were stationed in Wudang, were also shocked, and the two hugged each other tightly, and their faces turned pale. Meng Wanxi said nervously: "This waste, won't be hacked to death, right?" Chai Xinyue shook her head and said, "Won't it?"

Xiao Han saw the big knife coming, and it was too late to recover, and in the midst of the crisis, he received light work on the spot, and his body sank immediately. It was too late, that is, in a second, his body had fallen to his neck, and he tried to lower his head in a hurry, and the top of his head was facing the ghost-headed broadsword.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the heroes screamed in unison. The three sects stood up together, and Master Xingkong recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, stop the power to help the master." Emei sent Ma Renfei also shouted: "Don't hurt people's lives." Diao Beidou, the head of the Tianshan faction, and Li Tiandi, the second junior brother, looked at the field coldly, expressionless. Instead, He Tianxiao turned his head to Ye Tianhan and said, "It's a pity." ”

Ye Tianhan's face changed slightly, although she had a bad impression of meeting Xiao Han several times, she was very grateful for his chivalrous and courageous deeds, and at this time, seeing the big knife splitting her head, she felt pity in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh. Li Yueying, who was behind her, was in a hurry, and immediately stood on tiptoe and flew out from the top of Ye Tianhan's head.

Diao Beidou was furious and snorted: "There are no rules. Li Tiandu's eyes were quick, his body was slightly probed, he grabbed her ankles, pulled her gently, and pulled her back. Ye Tianhan stretched out his hand to catch the apprentice, gently put it on the ground, and said softly: "Don't make mistakes." ”

Li Yueying was about to get angry, but when she saw that the head of the family and Li Tian were cold, she was frightened back, and she was about to cry when her mouth was crooked, Luo Beihong and Duan Xiliu hurriedly came over and kept glancing at her. Li Yueying bit her lip, barely held back her crying, and followed them to still stand behind the four elders. Jiang Dongge gently tugged at the corner of her clothes and shook his head.

In the exclamation of the heroes, only a loud bang was heard, and the ghost-headed broadsword of power slashed at the top of Xiao Han's head. Power was overjoyed and laughed wildly: "Die." Before the words fell, I felt a shock all over my body, and the ghost-headed broadsword came back, so frightened that the power took a step back, and the broadsword almost came out of his hand. Looking at the broadsword again, the blade has become pimples like jagged teeth.

The surprise of power was not trivial, and in surprise, he looked up at Xiao Han again, only to see him standing firmly in the middle of the field, staring at him coldly. Before he could scream, he heard Xiao Han shout angrily: "Go." Then he saw a figure flashing, and the power did not dare to slack off, and immediately took out a knife to resist, but saw Xiao Han flash past him, and then felt a cold waist in his waist, and his body collapsed to the ground in an instant.

This move was like a flash of lightning, and before the group of heroes woke up from the shock, they saw that the power fell to the ground. Looking at the field again, Xiao Han stood firmly three meters behind the power, the tip of the sword in his right hand was pointed down, and his left hand was on his chest, smiling and graceful.

After a moment's pause, the crowd shouted loudly, followed by enthusiastic applause. Wuji helped his disciples rush up and carry the power down, and his own Shaolin doctors and monks went to treat him. The three sects looked at each other, and everyone's martial arts were superb, and they naturally saw that the big sword of power just now really hit the top of Xiao Han's head, but they didn't expect such a strange thing to happen.

Xingkong breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly: "Amitabha, God is merciful. Ma Renfei looked at Sun Renzhao, and the two of them had complicated eyes. Sun Renzhao nodded slightly, Ma Renfei understood, slowly stood up, and was about to announce the success of the Wudang faction's challenge.

(To be continued.) )