An old man seemed to have not recovered from the shadow of Juxianju just now, grabbed his bamboo tent, fled several alleys in a hurry, stopped at the back of an old house, gasped, and began to cough loudly, "Take off your mask and it won't be so uncomfortable", a voice seemed to come from the ground, and it seemed to be behind him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man was shocked, this person should have stood behind him for a long time, but he didn't find it, he hurriedly secretly used his internal strength, which was already needed from time to time, but as soon as he lifted his breath, he immediately felt stuffy in his chest, and his whole body was weak, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, "Don't use internal force, otherwise you will die!" The voice scolded, with incomparable majesty, "I have no malice." The voice continued, the old man reluctantly leaned against the wall and turned around, peeked at the voice obliquely, but saw that the person who spoke, wearing a jasper turquoise scarf on his head, wearing a white gown with wide sleeves and a bright silver shirt on the floor, black eyebrows and a wide mouth, a pair of beautiful eyes were bright, he was a beautiful man, and he was full of Sven in his heroic spirit; “

The young man picked up the old man's bamboo tent again, and pulled out a sword with a slight pull, the sword body was slender, more than three feet, the gauntlet was decorated with thin bronze patterns, the blade was sharp, simple and generous, although it was not a famous weapon, it was not an ordinary product.

"Good sword, Zhuangzi cultivates his heart, he is good at leisure, this sword is simple and generous, there is no dispute with the world, Han Feixue, you have a good sword. The young man said admiringly, the old man was shocked, thinking that the dress was seamless, but he still showed clues, hurriedly swallowed the medicine, snatched the sword from the young man's hand, hugged his fists and bowed and said: "Thank you for the grace of the medicine, I will repay it in the future." After speaking, he got up and wanted to leave, but the young man took out a pair of iron pens from his arms and said coldly: "Since you don't know me, you know this pair of iron pens, this is my friend who writes poetry and paints." “

Han Feixue was taken aback at a glance, this pen is as black as charcoal, obviously cast as a black iron, the pen is soaked in black, only the tail of the blue wolf can be made outside the plug, the world can make the judge author very few, but also poetry and painting, must be the holy hand champion Bai Hanxuan, it is said that this person will never forget when he was young, and make a good painting, he can be the champion of high school at the age of eighteen, but there are official children from the obstruction, steal the test paper and change the pillar, and finally only fall outside Sun Shan, since then abandon the literature and practice martial arts, with his superhuman talent to practice a pair of judge pen point acupoints, a pair of judge pen in the hand to hit the acupuncture points, few opponents; longer than to see a person can copy the appearance of the enemy out of thin air, so he is often asked by the government to arrest those tricky criminals.

"Don't you want to know why the Soul Hook Envoy didn't kill you?" Bai Hanxuan asked with a smile, Han Feixue stopped, "Yang Yihu is extremely evil, he is innocent of death, the Wudang Sect is a famous and decent family, how can you be willing to associate with this person, when Yang Shuxin invited you to come, you also made a difficulty, first, you were afraid of the martial arts of the Soul Hook Messenger, and secondly, you were afraid that the news of yourself being friends with traitors would spread, and you would be expelled from the teachers like Xuanqing, but you had to come, because you had the handle in the hands of others." The Soul Hooker won't kill you just because you don't deserve it!"

"You are talking nonsense, I am Han Feixue standing on the sky, I am not afraid of anyone, and I don't have anything to see people!"

"Friends with similar interests, two people with opposite interests, how to be friends? Cultivation is hard, so as not to envy the fireworks in the world, and Yang Yihu has the heart to make friends with famous masters as backers, you two hit it off, enter the fireworks together, go out of the willow lane together, and have fun, so uncomfortable. “

Han Feixue trembled, and said in her heart: "If this person stays, there will be branches in the future." Collecting the sword and smiling: "I am young and ignorant, I have indeed made a lot of mistakes before, Bai Daxia is a hero of the rivers and lakes, and he will not be like me and other idle rats." After that, he had already approached Bai Hanxuan, and Bai Hanxuan also smiled happily: "I have no other intentions, only one thing to ask for." “

"The hero's thing is Han's thing, if you ask for each other, go to the soup and go to the fire!" Han Feixue approached Zhang Ba again, and Bai Hanxuan was already close at hand!

Han Feixue suddenly retracted her smiling face, and stabbed Bai Hanxuan's throat with a sword, and suddenly, the sword was extremely fast, and the distance was so close that no one could escape this sword.

Bai Hanxuan's face remained unchanged, the iron pen in his left hand pointed to the spine of the sword, and the right hand was directly inserted into the door to the Yintang acupoint, the speed was extremely fast, and when the sword stabbed to the throat, the right pen had already arrived in the Yin Hall; Han Feixue didn't expect Bai Hanxuan's speed to be so fast, the sword turned sharply, pulled a sword flower, and cut Bai Hanxuan's right hand, and at the same time, the left palm secretly carried the internal force, and a palm urged the heart palm to hit Bai Hanxuan's chest; Han Feixue was ruthless, making the Tai Chi swordsmanship exquisite, and the Xiaoyao Sword flew up and down, turning into ten thousand cold lights, tightly covering Bai Hanxuan, seeing that Bai Hanxuan would definitely lose if he continued to fight.

Suddenly, Bai Hanxuan even pointed out a few strokes to force back the cold flying snow, and the trace disappeared in a flash! Han Feixue was shocked, an inch short, an inch dangerous, the judge pen belongs to the short of weapons, and it is not like a dagger with a blade that can be cut, only rely on the user to inject the internal force into the tip of the pen, point at the acupuncture points of the opponent's body, and win by skill, so the person who uses the judge pen must have a very fast technique, flexible footwork, and must be incomparably light! Suddenly, Han Feixue felt the wind behind him, and he expected that Bai Hanxuan was already behind him, so he hurriedly drew his sword and turned around, but saw Bai Hanxuan's double pen pointed out like lightning, and the judge's pen turned into starry light in the air, pointing to all the key points around him。

"I will kill you, you are already dead in the inn, there is one thing I want you to help, after the deed is all your sins are all in vain, you and I have never seen it; if you fail, you will be ruined, and you will never recover!"

Han Feixue has no choice, at this moment he is already the meat of the chopping board, and he is slaughtered by others.