Nie Sanjiang saw that the other party had the intention of making a move, so he immediately spoke: "Doing it will always hurt the harmony. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone is also a decent person on the rivers and lakes, how can they say that they will do it? Master Fan, what do you think?" Fan Qiuheng listened, then waved his hand at his subordinates and taught them to take back their weapons. I only heard Fan Qiuheng ask: "I don't know who this Taoist is?" The idiot Taoist listened and replied: "Master Fan, it doesn't matter who Poor Dao is, the important thing is that Poor Dao doesn't like those who always talk and do things. Fan Qiuheng saw that although the Taoist priest was tied by iron chains, his eyes were scorching, his breathing was even, and he was obviously a person with strong internal skills, so he didn't dare to compete with him at the moment, but said with a smile: "The Taoist chief is really a bold person, Fan admires." However, Mr. Nie has already said that we are all decent people on the rivers and lakes, and it is not appropriate to do it, so it is more appropriate to talk about it first. When the idiot Taoist heard this, he turned his gaze to the long sword in Pu Luochen's hand and said: "Master Fan, you like to collect all kinds of famous swords all your life, and you must be here today for the famous swords." Poor Dao might as well tell you that the famous sword you want is in Pu Luochen's hand at this moment!" As soon as these words came out, Nie and Pu were taken aback, and they all turned their eyes to the idiot Taoist, and their eyes were full of blame. In addition, Fan Qiuheng on the side also behaved in surprise. Soon, Fan Qiuheng opened his mouth and asked: "Mr. Nie, the long sword in Pu Zhutou's hand looks very eye-catching, I don't know where this sword came from?" Nie Sanjiang replied: "Master Fan, this sword is the treasure of my six doors, and it is also a weapon that this seat personally gave to Pu Zhutou for self-defense. Master Fan suddenly asked about this sword, could it be that he fell in love with this sword?" Fan Qiu said: "Not bad." Fan Mou really fell in love with this sword, since it is the treasure of your six doors, then ask Mr. Nie to make a price! No matter how much, Fan Mou can afford it!" After hearing this, Nie Sanjiang shook his head and said: "If this is the case, then I am afraid that Master Fan will be disappointed." This sword is the priceless treasure of my six gates, even if Master Fan moves the gold and silver mountains in front of this seat, this seat will not sell this sword. Fan Qiuheng's face sank, and he said: "In this way, Mr. Nie will never sell this sword." Nie Sanjiang said: "Yes!" Fan Qiuheng said coldly: "If this is the case, then there is nothing to talk about!" After speaking, he turned his head and ordered to the subordinates behind him: "Brothers, don't wait, do it!" After those black-clothed people got the order, they raised their long swords in their hands and killed Nie and Pu one after another, and at the same time, the archers who were ambushed in the forest also began to appear one after another, and aimed the arrows that had already been set up at Nie and Pu tightly.

Seeing this, Pu Luochen frowned and said: "Master Hunt, it seems that the other party has already prepared, it is difficult for us to avoid this catastrophe!"

"What should come will always come!Fall into the dust, protect the sword, and don't miss anything!" Nie Sanjiang ordered.

"Master Hunt, you can rest assured, the sword is here, and the sword is dead!" Pu Luochen said categorically.

When the two were talking, they had already exchanged hands with Fan Qiuheng's subordinates. Several men in black have also been crushed to the ground.

As soon as the men in black were knocked to the ground, they got up and stepped aside. Immediately afterward, several more men in black came to kill them. In this way, back and forth, a total of four groups of opponents were repelled in turn. Pu Luochen took advantage of the other party's retreat, hurried to Nie Sanjiang, and said in a loud voice: "Master Hunt, the situation is not good, these people are all taking turns to fight, repelling a group, and coming again, they obviously want to exhaust us!" Nie Sanjiang frowned slightly, and said: "I didn't expect Fan Qiuheng's subordinates to be so well-trained, and they used wheel warfare to drag us down!" Speaking of this, Nie Sanjiang's face suddenly had murderous intent, and he said sharply: "Luochen, it seems that we don't want to show mercy to our subordinates anymore!" If they come to one, we will kill one, and if they come with a pair, we will kill a pair, and we must not give each other a chance to breathe, understand?" So, the two of them killed the men in black again. This time, the two really showed no mercy. I saw that Nie Sanjiang killed dozens of black-clothed people with his strong palm power, and when the rest of the people saw this, they were all frightened and fled for their lives. Pu Luochen on the side was also red-eyed, not only covered in blood, but even the long sword in his hand was stained red with blood. Fan Qiuheng saw that his subordinates were already afraid, so he hurriedly ordered: "Archer, release the arrows quickly! Shoot these two people to death!" For a while, the arrows were fired in unison, and countless cold arrows were shot towards Nie and Pu, and their arrows were like rain. Nie and Pu couldn't dodge, so they had to grab two black-clothed people in front of them, and took the opportunity to retreat into the forest behind them. Pity the two men in black, before they could react to what was going on, they had already died under the arrows of their own people.

Fan Qiu saw that Nie and Pu's bodies were moving towards the forest, so he stretched out his hand and gestured to the forest. Soon, several cold arrows were shot out of the forest, and the sharp arrow clusters were facing the backs of Nie and Pu. As soon as Nie and Pu turned around, the cold arrow had already been shot to their chests. Fortunately, the two reacted very quickly, and the cold arrows they shot were all caught in their hands and were not injured in the slightest. Rao is like this, Pu Luochen couldn't help but gasp, and said: "This arrow is less than an inch away from my heart, if I slow down for a while, I'm afraid that I will already die at this moment!" Nie Sanjiang also breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Why not this seat? It seems that there are still some archers hiding in the shadows, if you are not careful, you and I will both die here!" Pu Luochen listened to it and said indignantly: "I didn't expect that Fan Qiuheng would be so ruthless to you and me for a sword, it's crazy!" Nie Sanjiang shook his head and said, "No." He's not crazy. He's just a sword-loving demon!" As soon as the two of them said this, they heard Fan Qiuheng suddenly shout loudly: "You two are dying, what are you still muttering there, if you don't want to die, then hand over the sword quickly!"

When Nie Sanjiang heard this, he immediately felt that things were still turning around, so he immediately replied: "Master Fan, now that the matter has come to this, this seat has no choice but to change his mind, this seat wants to have a good talk with Master Fan calmly, I don't know what Master Fan wants?" Pu Luochen couldn't help but be stunned, and said: "Master Zongzhu, why did you suddenly change your mind?" Facing Pu Luochen's question, Nie Sanjiang seemed to be deaf, but looked at Fan Qiuheng with a calm face, and it seemed that he had made up his mind to negotiate with the other party.

After Fan Qiuheng listened to Nie Sanjiang's words, he was also skeptical for a while. In order to prevent the other party from cheating, Fan Qiuheng said loudly in a commanding tone: "Mr. Nie, since you have changed your mind, then ask Mr. Nie to hand over the sword immediately, Fan will not be guilty of the past, and will also send a generous amount of silver taels, which will be regarded as the money for buying the sword this time, I don't know what Mr. Nie wants to do?" Nie Sanjiang said: "Master Fan is really fair in doing things, and I have nothing to say." It's just that there is still something unclear in my heart, and I ask Master Fan to give advice. Fan Qiu said in a loud voice: "Don't dare to teach, if there is anything you want to ask, please ask." Perhaps because of the "peace talks", Fan Qiuheng's attitude towards Nie Sanjiang has eased a lot at this time. Nie Sanjiang said: "Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Master Fan has a hobby, that is, he likes to collect all kinds of famous swords, presumably today, there are already many famous swords in Master Fan's mansion, right?" Fan Qiuheng listened to it, and said proudly: "Of course!" Nie Sanjiang said again: "Since Master Fan has collected countless famous swords, why do you still covet the treasure of my six doors? Isn't it that you don't even want to let go of the things of the official mansion?" Fan Qiuheng heard this, his face changed sharply, and he immediately shouted angrily: " Nie Sanjiang, it seems that you still refuse to hand over the sword, since this is the case, then there is no need for us to talk about it any further!" After speaking, he gestured to the archers beside him, signaling them to continue firing arrows.

Seeing this, Pu Luochen frowned and said: "Master Zong, it seems that your peace talks are useless! They still want to kill us!" Nie Sanjiang said: "That's because the sword is still in your hands, so the other party is bent on killing us......" Pu Luochen was stunned when he heard this, and asked rhetorically: "Master Zongzhu, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you plan to let me hand over the sword to them?" Nie Sanjiang listened, a trace of killing intent flashed on his face, and he sneered: "Pu Zhutou, you are wrong. This seat does not mean this, this seat means to kill you first, and then hand over the sword to Master Fan!" As soon as these words came out, Pu Luochen was taken aback, and when he was about to refute, he suddenly felt that his chest seemed to be slammed by some heavy object, and his whole body was extremely sore, and when he looked down, it turned out that he had been slapped by someone. And the person who slapped this palm was none other than Nie Sanjiang. After Pu fell into the dust, he didn't say a word, but kept looking at Nie Sanjiang with that incredible gaze, and he was stunned for a while. Because, he never dared to believe that Nie Sanjiang would hurt himself. Of course, the people who felt incredible were not only Pu Luochen, but Fan Qiuheng on the side was also surprised.

I only heard Nie Sanjiang speak: "Pu Luochen, you have been slapped by this seat, and your life will not be long." If you don't hand over the sword, this seat will send you to the Western Heaven immediately!" Nie Sanjiang saw that Pu Luochen didn't answer, and in a fit of anger, he snatched the sword from Pu Luochen's hand, and then kicked Pu Luochen to the ground. After Nie Sanjiang snatched the sword, he immediately said loudly to Fan Qiuheng: "Master Fan, this pitch-black long sword is the ancient artifact you want to get!" Fan Qiuheng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words "ancient artifact". After a pause, Fan Qiuheng suddenly laughed and said: "Nie Sanjiang, I can't imagine that you are dying to the end, and you will use such absurd lies to deceive Fan, do you think Fan is such an easily deceived person?" Nie Sanjiang said: "If it really has nothing to do with this seat, then this ancient artifact in the hands of this seat is afraid that it will have nothing to do with you Fan Zhangmen!" Fan Qiuheng said disapprerovitously: "Nie Sanjiang, you don't want to scare people here, it's obviously just a sword, what does it have to do with that ancient artifact?" As soon as these words came out, Nie Sanjiang's face suddenly changed, and he said sharply: "Fan Qiuheng! You led people to ambush on the banks of the lake and river, and attacked this seat, if this move is not for the legendary ancient artifact, then for what!" Fan Qiuheng looked at Nie Sanjiang's expression, not like he was deceiving himself, and he couldn't help but change color for a while, and said in a daze: "Mr. Nie, if you say it, could it be that the ancient artifact really exists in the world?" Nie Sanjiang said stupidly: "Fan Qiuheng, could it be that this seat will still deceive you?" This seat and Pu Zhutou went to Kuafu Mountain once, and after they came back, they had such a rare sword in their hands, if this sword was not obtained in Kuafu Mountain, where would it be obtained? Fan Qiuheng is a smart person, he should always understand the meaning of this seat's words, right?" Fan Qiuheng is not a stupid person, how can he not hear the meaning of Nie Sanjiang's words? I saw that Fan Qiuheng was overjoyed for a while, and said again and again: "This is very good. This is very good! Please also ask Mr. Nie to catch his head for Fan's love for swords, and give that sword to Fan?" Nie Sanjiang saw that Fan Qiuheng had already taken the bait, so he pretended to be angry and snorted: "Master Fan, what you said is light, do you know? This seat has been born and died several times in Kuafu Mountain, and it was not easy to get this ancient artifact, how can you give it if you say it? If it is really given to you, won't this seat be left empty-handed?"

"This ......" Fan Qiuheng was speechless for a while.

After a while, Fan Qiuheng suddenly laughed and said: "Mr. Nie catches the head, as far as Fan knows, Mr. Nie catches the head is not a person who loves swords, right?" Nie Sanjiang was slightly stunned, and then replied: "Yes, this seat is indeed not a person who loves swords." However, this seat will never give away the treasures in his hands. Fan Qiuheng saw Nie Sanjiang's insistence, but he didn't get angry at all, but said calmly: "A person, if he really likes the weapon in his hand, then he will definitely regard it as his own life, if the weapon is lost, I am afraid that his life will also be lost." If this weapon is regarded as a sword, it is often said in the rivers and lakes that "the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead". Therefore, Fan wanted to ask Mr. Nie to catch the head: If the sword in Mr. Nie's head catcher is lost, or if it doesn't exist, will Mr. Nie die for the sword?" Seeing this, Fan Qiuheng continued: "The reason why Mr. Nie refused to give away the sword in his hand was just because this sword was not easy to obtain. It's not that I love this sword. How can a person who doesn't love swords deserve to have a peerless sword?"

"You ......" Nie Sanjiang was so angry that he couldn't speak.

After pondering for a long time, Nie Sanjiang finally spoke: "Okay! It seems that Master Fan is indeed a person who loves swords, and this seat is ashamed of himself. This ancient artifact is for you. ”

"Is this true?" Fan Qiuheng hurriedly asked.

"Of course it's true! Will this seat still lie to you? Besides, what you said is also very reasonable, a peerless sword should indeed be handed over to the person who loves the sword, otherwise, wouldn't it defile the sword?" Nie Sanjiang said angrily.

Fan Qiu said: "In this case, then Fan Mou is here to thank Master Zongzhu!" After speaking, he shook Nie Sanjiang to the ground. Nie Sanjiang said: "Master Fan, don't be in a hurry to thank this seat first, although this seat has promised to give you the sword, but this seat can't leave an empty hand!" Fan Qiu said: "This is natural!" After speaking, he shouted to the forest: "Come on!