Chapter 11 Bloody Rain

"Jin Sanye has a reward order, and whoever takes Wei Chuanxiang's head will have a reward of 500,000 yuan!" "Out of nowhere, someone shouted loudly, and everyone was shocked when they heard it, and the people in the village were shocked that 500,000 gold was not a small amount, why was Wei Chuanxiang's head worth such a sky-high price; Huashan was shocked, but because Jin Sanye wanted to kill the head of the house with such fanfare, so he was openly an enemy, and he was shocked and indignant. The disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect www.biquge.info the pen %fun %pavilion, everyone drank violently, the green tendons on their foreheads burst out, the long sword in their hands trembled like cicada wings, making a humming sound, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a blue light, diffusing and extending, covering the same door in it, and quickly diverging, and the sword of the outlaw who rushed up.

Pang Zhai Lord heard someone threaten to kill Wei Chuan with a reward for Jin Sanye, and was also surprised, couldn't help but stop and watch the battle, only to see the Huashan Sword Sect everyone swordsmanship exquisite, four-foot long sword, waving like a dream, strange is the blue light shrouded, spread outward, and the surrounding enemy soldiers, there is no sonorous sound of gold, in a moment, the green light is red, a pungent smell of blood, rushing to the face, making people sick, and the scope of its opponent's siege, more and more expanded, no one has retreated, which makes people wonder. The master of Pang Zhai took a closer look, and suddenly he was terrified, it turned out that the opponents who were close to the people of the Huashan Sword Sect were all crushed by their fast and dense sword qi, and they were broken to only blood and water, and when they looked down, they were already full of blood and water, and a long sword with an intact handle fell to the ground one after another.

"Wei Chuan, let's be killed!" Someone suddenly shouted violently, and those who heard the sound raised their heads, and saw that the clouds above their heads were pressed down, and eight tall men in black cloaks, holding large knives, slashed down. Let's say that the cloak of eight people eats the wind and lifts it, covering the sky and avoiding the sun, making the street dark, and the big knife in the hand is more than five feet long, half a foot wide, and the spine is thicker and the palms are closed.

Wei Chuan saw that the eight people flew and fell, making the method of falling, and faintly felt depressed, knowing that these eight people have great kung fu, not to be underestimated, but he was not afraid, immediately his right hand and two fingers shook, and had already been thrown by the disciples of the door to the side of the road The law was matched with the sword, and the ground rose from the ground, and the fly was in the hand, "swish" sounded, the cold light Huohuo, the big sword was divided into two, both hands were single-edged, and they spun up, and flew straight to meet the eight people who flew down.

"Wei Chuan's life is not easy for people to take!"

Saying that, "jingle bell" rang eight times in a row, and the double knives in Wei Chuan's hands had already met with the sharp edge of the eight-person sword, and the eight people turned over and took off in response, and after fixing, they fell high again. Wei Chuan already felt that his breath was happy, and he knew the depth of the eight people, at this time, the momentum of the eight people had been broken by his own shock, and his heart was already much calmer, and when he saw the eight people going down again, he sneered in his heart: "If you don't look for death, then Wei will be a complete wait!" So he threw his sword in the air, put his palms together, urged the internal force, and used the secret door of the Qi Sect.

When the eight people saw Wei Chuan with his hands folded and standing solemnly like a monk, they couldn't help but be shocked, and said in a muffled voice: "Be careful!"

However, it was too late for the teacher, Wei Chuan's palms suddenly separated, pressed on both sides of his waist, and the double knives that flew on the top suddenly disappeared, and then the eight swordsmen either swung their knives down, or raised their knives in front, or pushed the knives sideways, looking flustered.

When! When there were two loud bangs, the eight swordsmen, all of them were shocked, lost their balance, and stumbled in the air, and everyone on the ground saw that there were knives falling and smashing down, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and those who couldn't hide were disemboweled by the knives on the spot, or cut off their heads, and the death was unbearable, and their hearts were frightened. When the eight people on the top stumbled together, they were about to fall, and suddenly turned into a dark cloud and drifted towards the gate of the village.

"Alas, the eight brothers of the Yao family, they were born mighty, but their kung fu is not satisfactory, it is really far behind, if they fight with the last disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect, there is also a look, they are not able to measure themselves, and they make a move to the head of Wei, alas, but dying in the hands of the head of Wei is also their blessing!"

The master of Pang Zhai, who was standing on the steps, looked at the street when he heard the sound, and saw the young man in white clothes, shaking a white paper folding fan, with a pale face and eyebrows like snow, walked over, and immediately raised his right hand, signaling everyone to stop, and the people who besieged the Huashan Sword Sect retreated three steps one after another, and all looked along the place where the sound came, and saw the strange young man who was snow-white, and immediately pulled on both sides. The disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect also made a way, and Wei Chuan walked out towards Bai Gongzi.

"It turned out that the seventh prince came to visit us as a guest, why didn't you tell Pang Mou, so that Pang Mou could respect the landlord!" Pang Zhai Lord walked down the steps, hugged his fists from afar, and said with a smile.

There was still a distance of two zhang between the seventh prince and the others, so he covered his face with a fan, frowned and stopped, and ignored the master of Pang Zhai, and said to himself: "This son doesn't like this taste the most, and the master of Pang Zhai will have to take good care of his subordinates in the future, don't fight and kill on the street." ”

"Yes, yes, the lesson of the seventh prince is that Pang must strictly discipline his subordinates. ”

"Master Wei, don't come to harm!" Qigong suddenly closed the fan and said with a cordial and respectful smile.

Wei Chuan didn't know this white-faced son, surnamed Jian Qi, is a lay disciple who does not see the monk, the seventh son of the hero Jian Sin, Jian Sin is a generation of heroes, the chivalrous name is dying, and the monk is also highly respected, compassionate and compassionate, but this Jian Qi is not a good class, he can't see the true biography of the monk, he actually has the heart of killing respect, seriously injured and does not see the monk, does not see the monk, does not invite the martial arts colleagues, kills the rebels, but retreats from the world, without a trace, Jian Sin reprimands two sentences for this matter, Jian Qi actually killed his biological father, the hero known to everyone, and hung his head in the main hall of the guest, the six brothers rushed back when they heard the news, and wanted to kill their relatives and clean up the doorWhen it comes to the martial arts of Jane's father and son, few people are extreme, not monks, but also no masters, only to hear the unfathomable profundity of the immortals, and they are undefeated by Jian Qi, so for ten years, no one dares to touch Jian Qi, and this is a family affair of the Jian family, and the monk is a hidden monk, not where is the master, and the people of the rivers and lakes, there is no contact, and no one gives him revenge, the matter is over, and the son of Jian Qiqi is famous in the rivers and lakes. In the last martial arts alliance leader, Jian Qi, who was only seventeen years old, was on the field, just because he had no door and no faction, and his notoriety was far away, of course, there was no famous and decent family to intersect with him in front of everyone, even if his martial arts were high, his skills were overwhelming, and he was not qualified to win the position of the alliance leader. However, the one who learned martial arts with him was Wei Chuan, who was in the prime of life and ambitious, Wei Chuan knew that Jian Qi's martial arts were strong, and he thought that if he could fight a tie, he would be able to show his own style, who knew that on the field, before the three moves, he would be captured by the sword, and he was controlled by Jian Qi under the fan, which was very embarrassing. However, in that battle, Jian Qi also suffered a slight internal injury, and the onlookers were all everyone, and they had already seen that Wei Chuan made the Qi Sect entry hall sword "The Wind of the Gentleman", and Jian Qi's first move was "The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore", which was intended to teach Jian Qi, although he was defeated, the image of his faction was not damaged. At this time, Wei Chuan is no longer what it used to be, and when he saw the Seventh Prince, there was no disadvantage of the loser, but smiled generously: "Thanks to the son of Jian, Wei is very good." ”

The people in the rivers and lakes, those who tend to be inflammatory, and those who are afraid of its deterrence, all call Jian Qi the Seventh Prince, and no one has ever named him before, calling him "Jian Gongzi", and Wei Chuan called "Jian Gongzi" at this time, which made Jian Qi listen to it against his ears, but he smiled and said: "That's good!"

"Dad, I'm coming!" This is the way into the village, suddenly there is a girl, running and jumping, shouting unscrupulously to the crowd, this person is Wei Xiaoan, at this time ran to the side of the crowd, squeezed in, and said in annoyance: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Everyone saw that this little girl was born white and pure, and unrestrained, very free and easy, most of them accepted it and moved, only then did they rush to the sky and turn into nothing, and took the initiative to make way for her, but they didn't know that this girl passed directly through the Huashan Sword Sect and came to Wei Chuan's side, and then Wei Chuan's arm said coquettishly: "Dad, why are you walking so fast, it's so dirty here, the ground is full of blood, why don't you leave!"

"Time is like an arrow, I can't imagine that the once rude little girl has grown into a big girl like a flower and jade!" The seventh prince looked at Wei Xiao'an carefully, smiled knowingly, and raised his eyes to Wei Chuan.

When Wei Chuan saw his daughter so recklessly broke in, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he had palpitations, and when he heard the words of the seventh prince, he was secretly angry, and thought: "Hmph, if you dare to touch my daughter, I Wei Chuan will break you into pieces." However, he smiled slightly and said: "The little girl and the little governor, I don't know how to be polite, I hope the seventh prince will forgive me!"

Wei Xiaoan heard that the seventh prince was talking about her, and said that she was a "rude little girl" The boss was unwilling, but she was "like a flower like jade", she was a happy heart, and she was extremely useful, she was a little girl, how could she know the adult's words, so she looked at this white-faced boy carefully, although his body was white, his eyebrows were like snow, his face was sickly, and he was really handsome, I didn't know where it came from, he looked at his father Wei Chuan, pointed at Jian Qi, and asked unabashedly: "Dad, who is this white boy?"

When Jian Qi heard it, someone called him "Bai Gongzi", which was mentioning his hidden illness, he was injured and did not see the monk, after leaving the school, he traveled in all directions, became obsessed with the martial arts of the Demon Dao and the evil sect, and had cultivated into the demon, so that his whole body was white, even his eyes were white, and he once wanted to commit suicide for his own demonic transformation, but the hunger for the demon skill ** let him live, if others called him Bai Gongzi, at this time it would be like Yao's eight knives, and it would have come to naught, but Jian Qi liked this Wei Xiao'an, and couldn't help but be angry, but laughed at it:" Under the surname Jane, the name is seven, doesn't Xiao An know the bad brother?"

Although Wei Xiao Anran is a headless and brainless, heartless little girl, but she still has some memory, when she heard the "bad brother", she suddenly remembered that she had been fighting for nine years in Qitian Pavilion, a boy known as the "Seventh Son", who was good at martial arts, and defeated her father, because she was a child, there were no taboos, and she thought that her father was the most advantageous, and she didn't want to see anyone more interested than her father, so she scolded Jian Qi, Jian Qi must have been young and vigorous at that time, and replied in public: "Your father's skills are not as good as others, and he is defeated by me, you don't accept it, come up and I'll beat your ass!"

Unexpectedly, Wei Xiaoan immediately rushed up, only seven or eight years old, and he actually had the ability to lose weight, which surprised everyone in the audience, and when it was even more surprising, Wei Chuan couldn't stop it, Wei Xiaoan actually pulled out the small sword on his waist, and used the Huashan Qi Sect Entrance Hall Sword, which was exactly the same as Wei Chuan, and stabbed at Jian Qi. How could Jian Qi give him general knowledge, he immediately took two steps back, flashed Wei Xiaoan, Wei Xiaoan stabbed, thought that Jian Qi was close at hand, and he would inevitably be hit, who knew that he was flashed, his feet were unstable, and he fell over, "Ahh Although Wei Xiao Anran was young, he was angry and ashamed when he was taken off his clothes and pants in public, and he didn't know why, he wiped his tears, wow, and scolded: "Bad brother, bad brother......"

Wei Xiao'an picked up the shy memories of the year, his face couldn't help but turn red, and he was even more disproportionate, pulling his father and shouting: "Dad, you have achieved your magic skills now, teach him a lesson, and let him know the benefits and disadvantages of our Huashan Sword Sect!"

This is exactly what Wei Chuan wants, so he can find a master to try the unique skills of the four sects of Huashan that have a little success in one, and secondly, he can wash away the shame of the past, so he said: "You don't have to do it for your father, this white prince will never be willing to cultivate with your father today!"

Jian Qi's original intention was to be entrusted by people to take Wei Chuan's head, but as soon as he saw Wei Xiao'an, the murderous aura turned into love, and he wanted to put this matter aside for the time being, whether to kill or stay, and wait for the future, who knew that Wei Chuan also called him "Bai Gongzi", his tone was very contemptuous, it was the art master who was bold, and the martial arts were light-eyed, and he immediately smiled: "Since the head of Wei is in the next place, there is no need to bother to speak, but before that, I made a promise that if the head of Wei dies under this fan, the head of Wei can go away with peace of mind, and Ling Yuan will never be wronged in the future!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised, they didn't know what this Jian Qi had to do with Wei Xiaoan, and they actually said such affectionate and righteous words, Wei Xiaoxin was also a little angry, I don't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

Wei Chuan was furious and said in a deep voice: "Don't bother, Gongzi Jian still has to explain the future, so as not to let the master of Pang Zhai ...... Alas, there is no need, Wei came here today, just to take Yunjiang Village, and the master of Pang Zhai is also difficult to protect himself! Hahaha, please!"

Wei Chuan's words came out, and Yunjiang Village was up and down, all of them were angry, but Wei Chuan's word "please" came out, and Jian Qi's white skirt rippled for a while, only to see that the people between him and Wei Chuan, such as being attacked by a huge wind, stumbled to both sides of the street, and smashed a bunch of people, extremely embarrassed, strong martial arts, couldn't help but take two steps sideways, Fang borrowed the wall to stabilize his body, and the disciples of the Huashan faction couldn't help but take a step back, only to feel the cold wind attacking, they knew that this was Jian Qi doing gong, not the master, the master refining the qi of the great yang, where the yin wind came from, it must have been done by Jian Qi.

Wei Chuan was invaded by the wind, his robe was slightly rippling, and a long sword had already appeared in his hand, and he didn't know when he pulled it out from the hand of his daughter behind him. Everyone was stunned, their eyes were not separated from the two, but they were all in front of them, and the two of them had already reached each other with swords and fans. The sword fan is smashed, and it is separated as soon as it is closed. Wei Chuan had a long sword in his hand, and the sword surface had several concave and convex deformations, while Jian Qi held a fan in his right hand, standing in the same place, his face was sickly red, and his cheeks were slightly bulging, looking very nervous.

After the two separated, everyone felt that the strong wind was blowing, and it was difficult to look directly, so they looked sideways to avoid this hot and cold wind.

As soon as the strong wind passed, the field was silent, and they all held their breath. Wei Chuan and Jian Qi's breathing gradually became heavier. A careful person took a look at it, Wei Chuan's sword gradually straightened and returned to its original state, and although the folding fan in Jian Qi's hand was folded, it could be seen that there was a break, which was the reason why Jian Qi did not dare to shake the folding fan. In fact, at the moment of merging and leaving, the two have already made several moves, but it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but the victory and defeat have been divided. Jian Qi's face turned from slightly red to blood red at this time, suppressed the churning of qi and blood in his chest, and said with a smile: "Master Wei really lives up to his reputation, and his recent martial arts are impressive, and I admire him!"

Wei Chuan returned the sword to his daughter's hand, hugged his fists and said, "Accept it!"

Wei Xiaoan heard his father say "concede" at this time, and knew that his father had won, so he jumped out happily, pointed at Jian Qi, and said proudly: "Hmph, are you not convinced? Come over again, I'll ...... Daddy beats ...... Fuck your ass!" he said, sticking out his tongue.

When Jian Qi heard this, he laughed instead of being angry, the blood on his face suddenly retreated, holding the hand of the fan, and he trembled involuntarily, at this time Jian Qi was slightly flustered, his knees were slightly bent, and he disappeared in an instant, the world evaporated, and he was missing, and when everyone was surprised, he heard echoing in the air: "Master Wei, a battle, see you or disperse!"

When everyone was sighing at the unfathomable martial arts of the two, they only heard the master of Pang Zhai say coldly: "Master Wei, Pang Mou was born in this village, and he will definitely die in this village, and he will never give this village to others." ”

Wei Chuan immediately knew: "My Huashan Sword Sect can monopolize thousands of miles of Yunshan, and it is by no means bought by bargaining, the size of the land is all accumulated in the bloody rain and bloody wind of the ancestors." ”

"Well, no more need to say!

"Yes!"

Wei Chuan said with a smile: "The more people, the more fun!" said and spit out a palm, and immediately shocked the two entourages around the master of Pang Zhai. The master of Pang Zhai was shocked and angry, and felt humiliated, and immediately shouted: "Get rid of this thief and reward millions!"

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men, but life for money, life is worth money, and death is nothing. As soon as the master of Pang Zhai drank it, there were really a few people who stood up, and they did not allow a move, and died at the hands of Huashan brother, and then no one stepped forward, eager to try, but they were afraid of Huashan swordsmanship, and they were even more afraid of Wei Chuan's unfathomable depth.

"Xiao An, where are you?" at this time, I heard a man shouting at the gate of the village.

"Liu Yi, I'm here, these people are bullying our Huashan faction!" Wei Xiaoan immediately jumped and waved his hand, waving to Liu Yi, Zhao Luo'er and the others.

The people in the village saw that it was originally from the Huashan Sword Sect, there were only twenty people, and there were six women, one of whom was Wei Chuan's new wife Zhao Luo'er. Liu Yi was rushing to Wei Xiao'an, who knew that more than 100 people surrounded him, with sword intent and murderous aura, he immediately retreated and went back, and Zhao Luo'er and others were together, holding swords.

Seeing this, Wei Chuan raised his voice and said: "Since this village belongs to the Huashan Sword Sect, those who are willing to return to the Huashan Sword Sect will not be killed, but they can enter the clouds and mountains in the fog, and those who dare to be enemies and rebels will be killed!"

The master of Pang Zhai didn't wait for everyone to think about it, and immediately said: "Hahaha, if you're afraid, you can be arrested!"

Wei Chuan didn't know what he meant, so he immediately raised his hand and grabbed it, urging the internal force, wanting to bring Pang Zhai into his palm. Who knew that the two cold stars, from the pawnshop from the top to the bottom, hit Wei Chuan's palm, as fast as lightning. Wei Chuan immediately turned into spit, and set the cold star in front of his palm, which turned out to be two points of broken silver.

"A husband is current, real money and silver, the upper inheritance of the holy point, the lower is obedient to the people's heart, yin and yang hurt the wealth, not a friend of Guan, but also an enemy, a friend to me, the wealth is rolling, the enemy is to me, must die. ”