Gao Jie hid behind the onlookers, slowly came to the tall Wang Rui, and asked in a low voice, "Second brother, what the hell is the seventh son of the Ming Dynasty?"

Wang Rui turned his head and saw Gao Jie with a hat, sneaky look, and said with a dumb smile: "What the hell are you dressed like this?"

Gao Jie said: "Secret investigation naturally has the appearance of secret investigation! Besides, there are old people in the Smelling Fragrance Sect who know me, so I must be cautious!"

Wang Rui suddenly lowered his voice and said: "The so-called Seven Sons of the Ming Dynasty is the folk title for the seven young people with extraordinary qualifications and outstanding martial arts. ”

Gao Jie was puzzled: "Why did the seven of them get such a title?"

Wang Rui said: "In the rivers and lakes, a group of heroes will be held every five years, and the participants must be young people under the age of twenty-five, and the top seven will be able to obtain the title of the seventh son of the Ming Dynasty, and become famous in martial arts!"

Gao Jie can only be regarded as a fledgling in the rivers and lakes at best, and he has naturally never heard of the "Heroes Meeting", so he hurriedly said curiously: "Then what is this rice particle rice ball called, and his martial arts are very high?"

When Wang Rui heard this, he almost choked, and only after a while did he calm down and said: "This person is not only the only son of the current sect leader of the Yellow Heaven Sect, Fuxian Buddha, but also young, and his cultivation is definitely not below me.

Gao Jie scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "I understand!

Wang Rui shook his head and said, "I'm not here, I didn't participate!"

Gao Jie nodded and said, "That's it!"

Wang Rui knew what he was thinking, and continued: "After all, the Heroes Club is a competitive meeting in the folk martial arts, although it has attracted the participation of the vast majority of young talents in my Ming martial arts, there will still be many masters who are absent. For example, some royal nobles, the children of high-ranking officials and nobles, or the disciples of Shaolin, Emei, Kunlun and other big factions, few people will come to participate!"

Gao Jie said: "In other words, the ranking of this group of heroes is quite large?"

At this time, Wang Xi also came over and said: "I can't say that, at least these people who have won the title of the seventh son of the Ming Dynasty are by no means vain!"

As they spoke, the two men were already engaged in battle on the field.

Seeing that one of Mi Li's palms was slashing, the power was amazing, Liang Baiying's expression was solemn, his white clothes were drumming, and his long sleeves rolled towards the other party's palm with a hula, as if he was going to break his palm with his sleeve.

Although Mi Lizhi is young, but under the careful cultivation of his mother Fuxian Buddha, the experience of fighting with people is very rich, and there are not a few masters who have learned from him, but he has never seen a person like Liang Baiying who vainly tries to fight against it with soft and weak robe sleeves, sneering in his heart, and his palm power became more powerful in an instant, and he no longer had the intention of keeping his hand.

The palms and sleeves intersected, the strong energy surged in all directions, and the people who stood a little closer couldn't help but staggered back, their chests were depressed, and the audience who ate melons suddenly burst into exclamations.

On the field, with a muffled sound, the two of them were separated as soon as they joined forces, Liang Baiying took a few steps back to stand firm, while Mi Lizhi stood tall and did not move.

Just when everyone thought that Liang Baiying had lost, the sharp-eyed people found that there was something wrong with Mi Lizhi's slowly withdrawn right palm.

Mi Lizhijian's eyebrows furrowed, he looked at a thin bloodshot that slowly flowed from the palm of his right palm, and then stretched out his left hand to remove a piece of white cloth between the middle finger of his right index finger, and the murderous intent loomed in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows and said to Liang Baiying: "I thought you had any world-class martial arts, and you dared to use the sleeve of your robe to catch my palm power, it turned out to be a hidden trick, and it was an unsightly deed!"

After listening to Mi Lizhi's words, everyone looked at Liang Baiying and found that his sleeve had been torn off, faintly revealing a few blue finger hooks.

Gao Jie suddenly felt at the moment, no wonder Liang Baiying dared to hold it up so much, in fact, he was blinded by the sleeves of his robe, and what really stood against Mi Li was the hook he wore on his five fingers. The five finger hooks glittered in the sunlight, glowing blue faintly, apparently made of unidentified metal.

It turned out that as soon as Mi Li's palm came into contact with the sleeve of Liang Baiying's robe, he knew that there was a difference, although the palm of his hand was timely, he was still hooked by a finger and cut a small wound in the palm of his hand. At the same time, he tore off a sleeve of Liang Baiying, revealing his opponent's hidden hand.

Liang Zilong, one of the four protectors of the Wenxiang Sect, was originally from the Wubao Three Eagle Gate, and cultivated the "Blue Eagle Claw", one of the three great masters, to perfection, and shocked the rivers and lakes. Since Liang Baiying is his son, he naturally has also received his father's personal learning, but when he was fighting, he deliberately hid the "Blue Eagle Claw", which was a bit opportunistic, not as bright as his father.

Seeing this, Mo Yu said sharply: "Despicable villain, shameless person!" Senior Brother Qi and Senior Brother Long also showed indignation on their faces.

Let Mi Lizhi hurt his right palm with one move, but Liang Baiying did not have the slightest joy, because at this moment he felt a strong internal strength, spreading from the five finger hooks to the whole body, making his chest stuffy, his qi and blood were frenzied, and a stream of hot blood almost spurted out of his mouth. His face flushed, and he forcibly swallowed the hot blood that rushed to his throat, staring at Mi Lizhi's eyes with a look of horror, wanting to say something, but his blood was not smooth, and he couldn't say it for a while.

Mi Lizhi has been pampered since he was a child, under the protection of his mother, he has been guided by countless famous teachers, his martial arts are outstanding, and he has hardly been injured, and now in the small Qinglong Town, he was conspired by a master of incense by the Smelling Fragrance Sect, how can he tolerate it, and he shouted angrily at the moment, and his handsome face suddenly distorted a little, and in the sonorous sound, the long sword in his waist was unsheathed, drawing a magnificent golden light, splitting the air in front of him into a piercing roar, and instantly hit Liang Baiying's chest.

This sword, in the eyes of everyone, is incomparably bright and dazzling, like a meteor flashing rapidly in the night sky, and like the rainbow hanging on the edge of the sky after the rain, magnificent, bright, without a trace of tacky, just like the arrival of a fairy. It's just that Wang Rui, Gao Jie and others faintly sensed the ferocious intent in this righteous and bright sword, and what was about to come was not a merciful immortal, but a fierce and inexplicable god of death.

Mi Lizhi, one of the seven sons of the Ming Dynasty, was really angry! This anger made no longer serious, and there was no room for it. The sword move "Immortal One Finger" given by the Great Elder of the Yellow Heaven Sect was shocked with a killing machine.

Liang Baiying's already slightly frightened gaze was even more frightened under the dazzling sword light, and an incomparable sense of powerlessness couldn't help but flood from his heart. In fact, he was not a competitive person, and even a little timid, as can be seen from the fact that he often hid his five finger hooks in the sleeves of his robe during battles. His somewhat cowardly personality was often annoyed and reprimanded by his father Liang Zilong, who bluntly said that if he could not make a difference, he would suffer from it in the dangerous rivers and lakes. However, some personalities are innate, and they can be changed if they are changed! Just like Xiong Zhaoqi, if he hadn't met Gao Jie, a pervert, he would still be the coward who was bullied by Liu Xuanze and others at this moment.

In the face of this murderous and incomparable sword, he forgot his father's teachings and lost the will to fight, and in a panic, he even forgot the "Blue Eagle Claw" mastery of the realization of the goshawk's dodge in the sky, and in a daze, he pointed his hands to the brilliant sword light in the air. From the previous move, Mi Lizhi's internal force was obviously not comparable to him, and at this moment he was hard to match, and he used ten blue finger hooks against a seven-foot long sword, straight as a mantis arm as a car.

"This guy is scared silly, isn't it?!" Gao Jie muttered.

That's right, under the coercion of Mi Lizhi, when the shocking sword struck, Liang Baiying's white clothes were messy, and his eyes were blurred, and he was indeed stupid.

The long sword fell, as fast as lightning, and the onlookers only felt that their eyes were stabbed by the dazzling light, and the sword light had already slashed down. Most people couldn't help but close their eyes, not only because the sword light was too dazzling, but also because they couldn't bear to see Liang Baiying being killed with a sword.

"Dangchang" sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone felt that their eardrums were painful and buzzing. When they tried to open their eyes, they were surprised that it was not as bloody as they expected.

Gao Jie didn't close his eyes, so he clearly saw what happened to Shicai, and at the same time, his heart sank, his eyebrows were tangled, and he scolded secretly: "Damn monkey!"

Of course, this "monkey" is by no means referring to Wukong, who has always followed Gao Jie honestly, and will never do anything without his orders.

Dong Ge and the others looked at the field with very complicated eyes, because when Miri's long sword fell, a person they were familiar with rushed out.

King Hou, the master of the Great Holy Gate who followed Gao Jie, suddenly jumped out of the crowd when the sword light of the long sword cut off Liang Baiying's three fingers and was about to slash his chest, and struck the body of the long sword with a slender black and shiny stick in his hand.

This stick is one of the rare treasures of the Great Holy Gate, the "black stick", which is made of a piece of nameless hardwood that the predecessors of the gate occasionally obtained in Qilian Mountain. The wood is swarthy and uneyed, and looks unremarkable, but it is as hard as iron and light. Compared with ordinary sticks, the black rod is half as slender as an ordinary stick, and it looks weak and impervious, and with the knife and axe, it seems that it will break in two at any moment. However, when the prince pointed this stick on the incomparable sword of Miri, the stick was straight and unbending, and he swung the long sword straight away.

As soon as the black stick of King Hou came out, he narrowly saved Liang Baiying's life from under the sword.

The sharp pain of the severed finger made Liang Baiying wake up, and his left hand tightly hugged his right arm with three broken fingers, his face twitched, but his eyes became clear. Seeing the Hou Wang standing beside him with a stick, long hands and long feet, thin and capable, his voice was weak, but he shouted with a hint of surprise: "Hou Protector!"

King Hou is from the Great Holy Gate of Zhili, but his name has not been obvious in the rivers and lakes. It wasn't until Xu Hongru got up and he was appointed governor that he attracted the attention of the world. When Gao Jie saw this person in Wei Zhongxian's mansion, he learned that he was actually a secret chess piece that Wang Haoxian had placed next to Doctor Xu, and this time he brought him to Luanzhou, which was originally planned for another purpose.

It's just that what Gao Jie doesn't know is that this Hou Wang has another more secret identity in the Wenxiang Sect. As everyone knows, beside Wang Haoxian, the young sect leader of the Wenxiang Sect, there are four protectors, all of whom are strong in martial arts and have high power. It's just that few people know that in fact, Wang Haoxian has a fifth protector, who is this Hou Wang. The secret identity of King Hou is unknown to anyone except for a few big figures in the sect. And at this moment, Liang Baiying was able to blurt out "Hou Protector", but it was just because he was Liang Zilong's only son.

When King Hou heard that Liang Baiying had escaped death, he shouted out his identity in an emotional state, frowned, pretended not to hear it, didn't even look at Liang Baiying, stared at Mi Lizhi with a complicated expression without blinking, and said lightly: "Mi Gongzi, you are too heavy!"