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Before the ridiculous words came out of Sikong Gu's mouth, Man Hongsha's offensive had already collapsed, and Sikong Gu actually avoided Man Hongsha's lightning strike, just this fact had already made Man Hongsha's fighting spirit disappear.

Dodged a few more moves, and under the sword momentum of the red sand, Sikong Gu was like a fish swimming in the water, shaking his body dexterously. No matter whether the sword in Man Hongsha's hand is stabbing or cutting, advancing or retreating, Sikong Gu seems to be able to read the next move. Feng Lingshuang watched this scene with a sword on the side, but after counting it, she couldn't help laughing.

The beauty sneered, but it completely collapsed the sword momentum of Man Hongsha, Sikong Gu saw the opportunity, and attacked with an arrow step, but he went towards the sword of Man Hongsha, Man Hongsha only needed a change of sword moves at this moment to hit Sikong Gu.

However, Man Hongsha chose to retreat, just to avoid the defenseless Sikong Gu, when he realized his mistake, Man Hongsha's left arm suddenly felt numb, his wrist shook, and as soon as the tiger's mouth was loosened, the long sword in his hand fell.

"I conceded. ”

Taking over the sword full of red sand, Sikong Gu also danced a flashy and beautiful sword flower, and stabbed the sword into the foot of full red sand. The long sword, which pierced into the bluestone ground about two inches, trembled, as if mocking the sword moves that were full of red sand.

Man Hongsha wanted to use all his strength to let out a roar at this moment, but what little self-esteem he had left still stopped him.

"Don't kill...... Is it only heart-wrenching?"

Zhang Wutong's old voice came from behind Man Hongsha, this reminder made Man Hongsha shake, and he understood Sikong Gu's purpose of playing himself. After the anger in his heart was forcibly suppressed, Man Hongsha pulled the long sword from the ground and took two steps back in panic like a lost dog.

"In front of Mr. Zhang, the younger generation doesn't dare to talk about the word "heart". ”

Sikong Gu glanced at the red sand, and his eyes fell on Zhang Wutong again.

Sikong Gu knew that Zhang Wutong, who was like Mr. Wu and liked to be called "Mr." by others, was the real protagonist of this drama sung by Shenmen.

The relationship between the Heavenly Machine Sect and the Divine Gate is clear throughout the rivers and lakes, but the name Mr. Zhang is rarely mentioned in the rivers and lakes. Every Jianghu person is a speck of dust, every Jianghu story is a fallen leaf, and the rivers and lakes have always been fast wind and rain, after the wind and rain, some old rumors will be replaced by new rumors immediately. Jianghu has always been so straightforward, just like a child's temperament.

No one can guarantee whether he is a "meteor" in the rivers and lakes, even if he is a genius like Sikong Gu, there is never a shortage of legends in the rivers and lakes.

Although Zhang Wutong can't be said to be a legend, he only became famous in the rivers and lakes when he was in his forties, and he doesn't look like a meteor.

The Tianji Sect has emerged in the rivers and lakes, and as far as Sikong Gu knows, it is only the events of the past few decades, more precisely, that they have been active in the rivers and lakes in the period after the fall of the Hidden Gate. In the scrolls left by Mr. Wu, there seems to be a close connection between the Tianji faction and the Hidden Gate. Although this Zhang Wutong is not a disciple of the Hidden Sect, there must be an inextricable connection with the Hidden Sect.

Otherwise, he would not have assisted Shenmen, and he would not have firmly stood on Yang Feiqiu's side in the famous infighting of Shenmen.

Zhang Wutong is older than Yang Feiqiu, and the age between the two is only longer than a Sikong Gu. Yang Feiqiu is over half a hundred years old this year, although he looks to be in his forties, but the record left by Mr. Wu will not be wrong, Sikong Gu will never believe that Mr. Wu will remember the age of his enemy wrong.

Zhang Wutong and Yang Feiqiu are friends who have forgotten the year, with Yang Feiqiu ascending to the position of the master of the Shenmen, Zhang Wutong disappeared from the rivers and lakes, lacking Zhang Wutong's Tianji faction, most of his disciples went to be civil officials, of course, there are some people who walk the rivers and lakes, but most of the disciples who walk the rivers and lakes are in the gods, so if they are people from the Tianji faction, it may be a bit far-fetched.

After all, Zhang Wutong has disappeared for nearly 20 years, and those who heard of Zhang Wutong's name back then probably won't say that a person who stepped into the grave with half a foot in the grave remembers it so clearly, and naturally he would not have thought that this old gentleman would have a day to come out again.

"The future is terrifying, the old man can't get into the game, but he never wanted to be easily broken by the young man, this is really the old man's old face has no place to rest. ”

There is a bit of sincerity in Zhang Wutong's words, Sikong Gu doesn't know, Sikong Gu only knows that he can't easily believe a word of the white-bearded old man in front of him at this time.

"It's a waste of effort, if more people come, I'm afraid that the wind girl will not be able to kill it. ”

"That's right...... This girl is ......"

For Sikong Gu's "honest" answer, Zhang Wutong chose to avoid talking about it, although Zhang Wutong knew that what Sikong Gu said was ninety percent true, and he didn't put a trap, Sikong Gu did not step on it, but judging from Sikong Gu's performance, it seems that he only saw through a layer of traps.

"This Wind Girl is a proud disciple of the East China Sea Sword Immortal, Mr. Zhang must have heard of the great name of the East China Sea Sect, right?"

Zhang Wutong was shocked in his heart, although he didn't show anything on his face, but now he also valued this frost beauty a little bit. The name of the East China Sea Sect is not small in the rivers and lakes, although there are few disciples walking the rivers and lakes under the banner of the East China Sea Sect, but the name of "East China Sea Sword Immortal" cannot be said to be not loud.

"It turned out to be a 'Sword Immortal' apprentice, no wonder he was able to break the old man's trap......" Zhang Wutong has a bit of a knack for recognizing people, for this cold beauty, Zhang Wutong, an old man with a bald head for most of his head, does not have the urge to be bored.

"Tokai faction...... Sikong Shaoxia is really powerful. ”

Sikong Gu didn't feel any kindness from Man Hongsha's praise, but he still maintained his smile as always, shook his head and said, "Although this girl is a disciple of the East China Sea Sect, it is not the same as saying that there is any agreement between Xia and the East China Sea Sect......"

"It turns out that the young man also has a personal relationship with his children in his heart?" The red sand was full of surprise, although this kind of surprise both Sikong Gu and Mr. Zhang felt full of discomfort.

"I also said that the young man is bent on revenge. Obviously, this sentence is what Man Hongsha really wants to say.

"Revenge is one thing, children's personal affairs are another, and if life is only for revenge, then this burden is too heavy. ”

Sikong smiled, but Zhang Wutong also sneered.

"Shaoxia, we don't have to go around in circles. ”

"The beggars helped, the beggars helped, but the grievances and grievances between the Shenmen and the juniors, I hope Mr. Zhang can take a half step back, so as not to ...... The sword has no eyes on the battlefield. ”

(To be continued.) )