What the vast majority of Jianghu people seek is nothing more than the word fame and fortune, with fame, there will naturally be profit, and if there is profit, there will often be fame.

The temptation of fame and fortune is like the waves and rivers on the edge of the ferry in Nahe County, I don't know where the other side is, but there is never a shortage of rolling waves, going to the sea.

The disciples of the disciples suffered losses with others, as a senior brother, Bai Wanjian had to find a place no matter whether he was right or wrong. Otherwise, the Snow Mountain faction will talk about unity and reputation.

Xiang Danian, as a disciple of Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan faction, is naturally familiar with martial arts and wisdom, whether it is the history of martial arts or the history of the rivers and lakes. Seeing that Bai Wanjian opened his mouth at this time, he didn't want to weaken the momentum of the Hengshan faction in his heart, so he immediately pulled out the long sword behind him, shook it against the Bai Wanjian, and said: "Since this is the case, it is better to obey than to obey, please!"

The long sword in Xiang Danian's hand is curved, thin and narrow, at first glance, it should not be classified as a sword, but as a Qimen weapon.

In the past, the founding patriarch of the Hengshan School made a living by going through the rivers and lakes and changing tricks and performing arts. The trick of going through the rivers and lakes is to fight the east and west, the virtual and the real, and the eyes and ears of the illusion. Later, by chance, he learned martial arts, and he created a great foundation for the Hengshan faction, but this ability to change tricks has never been left behind.

In his later years, the higher his martial arts, the more his skills in juggling increased, and he even used his inner kung fu into the tricks, and the street audience saw it and praised it.

Therefore, the kung fu of the Hengshan school is affected by this, and it is often false and real, real and virtual, and pays attention to one surprise. The blades used in this are naturally very weird.

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them fought, they saw that Xiang Danian took the lead, and a sword stabbed out, and under the infusion of internal force, there were bursts of whistling sounds, and they went straight to the middle of Bai Wanjian. Not only is there no strange change, but there is a little more sense of righteousness and brightness.

Bai Wanjian led the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect to travel to the Central Plains for a few years, and he was no longer the original head of the family. Seeing that Xiang Danian's sword was quite impressive, Bai Wanjian didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly raised his sword horizontally, making a move "sparse shadow and horizontal oblique" to set up the opponent's sword.

However, at this moment, Dan saw that Xiang Danian was obviously about to stab forward, and suddenly his body rushed out obliquely, and his friend raised his hand slightly, but he avoided the long sword in his hand with the help of bending and handed the long sword in Bai Wanjian's hand to Bai Wanjian's chest.

Xiang Danian came down quickly and strangely, Bai Wanjian was unexpected, and he fell into a crisis for a while. However, Bai Wanjian, as one of the twin heroes of the Snow Mountain, has a high internal strength in swordsmanship, and his on-the-spot machine becomes sharp, which is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. But seeing that the hilt of his sword was withdrawn, it was like a stick on the tip of Xiang Danian's sword, and it was like a stroke of genius to resolve Xiang Danian's strange move.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, this blow on the hilt of the sword with a flash of inspiration was naturally a blow from Bai Wanjian's mastery. In an instant, there were one after another applause and applause.

However, in the next moment, their applause suddenly condensed. It's just that after the Xiang Danian long sword was blocked, he took another half step like lightning, and the long sword in his right hand was held upside down, and it instantly slashed towards Bai Wanjian like a mantis arm.

Taking advantage of Bai Wanjian's long sword turning downward, Xiang Danian actually swung forward with his right elbow and slammed it on the back of Bai Wanjian's sword-holding hand. This time he turned back to the elder sword, and the real purpose was not the sword, but the blow of the elbow.

The other party made a move at Bai Wanjian, but he never expected it, and he didn't check it for a while, and immediately felt a strong force that was unbearable. At a critical juncture, the first thing a swordsman strives for is to grasp the sword in his hand, and with the sword in hand, everything will never end.

Everyone, every choice they make, always has to pay a certain price. Bai Wanjian kept the long sword in his hand, but he also gave the other party two steps back.

If it is a life-and-death struggle, taking two steps back is naturally nothing, but when it comes to fighting, it is Bai Wanjian who loses this move.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

Just when the people of the Snow Mountain Sect were extremely embarrassed and didn't know how to act in the next moment. Jiang Feng's figure had slowly appeared, but seeing that he was applauding as he walked, and seeing that everyone was in sight, he smiled and said: "The Thirteen Styles of Clouds and Mists in Hengshan are really worthy of their name, admire, admire!"

"You, good boy, you dare to come out in a big way, you really have no place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there. Today, I'm going to take you back to Lingxiao City to confess!"

Suddenly, seeing Jiang Feng appear, everything that was originally in the eyes of Bai Wanjian and the rest of the Snow Mountain Sect disciples was not as important as catching Jiang Feng and returning to Lingxiao City to punish the crime.

Almost at the moment when Bai Wanjian spoke, the rest of the Snow Mountain Sect disciples had already unsheathed their long swords and surrounded Jiang Fengtuan.

"This ......"

At this time, it was Xiang Danian who was stunned, he couldn't have imagined that things would have changed so dramatically so much, and for a moment, he only felt that his brain couldn't be used at all.

Jiang Feng just smiled, his eyes looking straight ahead, passing over those disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, without the slightest hint of nostalgia.

The swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain Sect, every move, every style, and every change, he was clear in his heart. Even if Bai Zizai personally took action, he might not be able to deal with Jiang Feng at this time.

The reason why Jiang Feng, who was not going to appear at this time, appeared here at this time was very simple, as far as he could see, it was the red-tailed golden carp of the fisherman's eighty-two and one years.

In the Golden Needle of Lord Fu Qing, the first article is about flesh and bone medicine, the so-called flesh and bone medicine is a rare beast that can be directly used as medicine. Among them, this red-tailed golden carp is recorded.

Red-tailed golden carp, lazy, good swimmer, like dark reefs, day and night. Three years of red tail vermilion, ten years of golden scales full of body, eating cocoa greatly replenishes qi and blood, and nourishes the body.

This red-tailed golden carp is red and gold, and it is obviously completely talented, such a good thing, in the hands of the rivers and lakes who know the goods, it is a good thing that is difficult to buy.

"Little brother, I bought your golden carp!"

Jiang Feng's voice was simple and flat, and he couldn't stir up a trace of waves.

"I'm a red-tailed golden carp, not a golden carp!"

Obviously, this is a stubborn fisherman.

Whether it was Wang Wanyi and other disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, or Bai Wanjian, at this time, he suddenly felt a great deal of anger in his heart.

After all, in Jiang Feng's eyes at this time, the weight of their Snow Mountain Sect disciples was actually inferior to a fish, which was absolutely unacceptable to the Snow Mountain Sect disciples who had always been arrogant.