Chang Aotian is a martial arts idiot, and he made his debut in the rivers and lakes to sharpen the long sword in his hand. There are countless weapons www.biquge.info the Hidden Sword Villa, but they only carry the green steel long sword cast by themselves to challenge the masters of swordsmanship.

In recent days, he has been assassinated repeatedly, but he has also seen strange and spicy killer moves.

It's a pity that Tie Sheng is accustomed to assassination, conceals his whereabouts, spies on the opportunity to burst out, and never refuses to fight head-on, which makes Chang Aotian happy to see the hunt, but he can't peek into the whole picture.

My heart is as uncomfortable as a cat's claws, but tonight Tie Sheng is abnormal, fighting and killing, and the fast sword duel has more than 1,000 moves, hearty.

Fang Baiyi suddenly made a move, blocking the competition between the two, and there was a little unhappiness in his heart. At present, Tie Sheng is even more allowed to get away, as if he is facing a table full of delicacies halfway through eating, and all of them are withdrawn and not allowed to eat again, which makes Chang Aotian not angry.

The tip of the sword revealed a cold glow that was more than a foot long, and it was uncertain, faintly enveloping Fang Baiyi's vital body, regardless of the priority, he was going to duel with Fang Baiyi here.

Seeing Tie Sheng's figure disappear into the night, Fang Baiyi was anxious in his heart, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said angrily: "Brother Chang, it happened suddenly, Fang Mou did not mean to do so, this matter is related to more than 20 lives in the Yan Mansion, and it is very important for Fang Mou, please also ask Brother Chang to give way, Fang Mou will explain himself in the future." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's your business, let go of my opponent, Chang will take you to the top, you can go if you want, ask me about the sword in my hand. Chang Aotian was unmoved, crazy in his heart, pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, and nothing else.

The pitiful figure swayed, and he was about to catch up with Tie Sheng first, but was stopped by Fang Baiyi reaching out for it. The little poor martial arts are not weak, and he is among the top masters in half a step, but compared with the real top masters such as Tie Sheng and Chang Aotian, he is still much inferior.

Although there are magic weapons such as the phoenix feather sword, but in the eyes of the real top master, it is not of much use, and the real qi is concentrated, and the ordinary green steel sword is also cut into gold and jade, and the iron is like clay.

If you fight for life and death, the martial arts are exhausted, and the energy is agitated and shrouded in a few zhang circles, unless the skill is not far apart, it is difficult to take advantage of relying on divine weapons.

Tie Sheng's swordsmanship is spicy and weird, proficient in various assassination methods, walking in the dark all year round, practicing in blood, and the little pity is far from his opponent. In such a situation, how dare Fang Baiyi let the little poor go on a risk.

"Brother Chang, don't be strong, Fang has no intention of dueling with Brother Chang at this moment, please get out of the way, don't make a mistake!" Fang Baiyi's two thick eyebrows frowned, and there was impatience in his expression.

But he didn't expect Chang Aotian to be so difficult, just pursue his own martial arts goals, even if the flood behind him was monstrous, he didn't care.

The tip of Chang Aotian's sword trembled, raised the sword curtain, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, Fang Baiyi, let Chang Mou see today, where is the young master who has rarely met in hundreds of years!"

The shot was ruthless, the sword qi sneered horizontally, dozens of nearly a hundred swords in no particular order, almost at the same time, faster than lightning, and the little poor man standing next to him was secretly speechless.

Chang Aotian walks the rivers and lakes, and is quite uninhibited, but with this fast sword, supplemented by strong skills, he does have the capital to be arrogant.

Fang Baiyi was angry that he caused trouble, so that he had no time to chase Tie Sheng, and his shot was also fierce. The Ugin folding fan was like dozens of short swords, and the Dao Dao sword escaped, sweeping towards Chang Aotian's vital body, with strong palm power, and he split out arc-shaped qi one after another, and the crescent moon scimitar roared and circled in the air.

Fang Yuan's anger was agitating, and Chang Aotian's fast sword was sluggish, as if he was in an extremely viscous thick liquid, and the long sword stabbed out with great resistance, but it was not as smooth as before.

Chang Aotian was secretly frightened, Fang Baiyi was praised by Master Meng Yanhui, it was really not easy to match, the moves were exquisite, the skills were unfathomable, such martial arts were rare in the world.

In the roar, the swordsmanship moves changed, no longer attacking with a fast sword, the moves became extremely slow, and the long sword seemed to have a thousand weights.

The sword is silent, the strength is restrained, condensed but not released, and the changes in swordsmanship moves are clear, but the power has skyrocketed several times, and it is a fast sword that has become famous.

Fang Baiyi's eyes were a little more solemn, he didn't expect Chang Aotian's swordsmanship attainments to reach such a level. The rivers and lakes know that its fast sword is unparalleled, and the sword is invisible, but they don't know that Chang Aotian is from fast to slow, and he understands the essence of it, and can be called a generation of swordsmanship masters.

This time, he had to meet Fang Baiyi, and the fast sword was restrained, and he couldn't win. Chang Aotian didn't care about hiding his selfishness, and his swordsmanship cultivation was exhausted, and he finally reversed the unfavorable situation, and his eyes faintly flashed with triumph.

But he didn't want Fang Baiyi to follow the law, he gestured, the palm fingers changed equally slowly, the black gold folding fan seemed to hold up the bright moon, slowly rising and hanging in the night sky, the moonlight was cold, and it seemed to be everywhere.

The palm of the palm is cold, like the scorching sun in the sky, and the force of the split is thick and scorching. Holding the sun and the moon in his hand, yin and yang are combined, and several gangqi circles and flies, shaking Chang Aotian's arm numb, and he is miserable.

Dozens of moves passed, and steaming heat appeared in Chang Aotian's hairline, condensing but not dissipating, showing that his skill had been improved to the extreme.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed that Fang Baiyi's face was only reddish, his breathing was steady and not short, and his starting gestures were rigorous, knowing that he could not win today, the long sword attacked several moves in a row, and he flew back, and swept straight into the distance.

"The surname is Chang, if you can't win, run away, don't forget to lose under my son-in-law, you have to sell yourself as a slave, follow the left and right, remember to call me Sister Sheng when we meet in the future, I will definitely take care of you." Seeing this, the little poor man sneered.

It's just that I've seen Chang Aotian's martial arts and swordsmanship, and I know that it's much higher than myself, and I know how powerful it is, but I didn't step forward to stop it.

"Hahaha, Chang Mou fought with that friend named Tie Sheng for more than a thousand rounds, and the skill consumption was not as good as the usual sixty percent, even if he couldn't win, how could he count? Fang Baiyi, when my strength recovers, I will come to you to compare with you. Chang Aotian replied with a laugh.

The voice was ethereal, and there was no trace, but he was already several miles away, and the voice fell, and Chang Aotian disappeared without a trace.

The little poor cherry lips pursed slightly, as if she was disdainful, waved her small fist, and said: "Young Master Fang, the next time you meet this Chang Aotian, you must teach him a lesson, from now on, let him call me Sister Sheng willingly, and see if he dares to be angry." ”

Hearing this, Fang Baiyi was stunned, and immediately smiled, he didn't expect that the little pity was holding such a plan, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and slowly shook his head.

But I knew in my heart that what Chang Aotian said was true, he fought with Tie Sheng for more than a thousand moves, and his skill was less than sixty percent of the usual, but he still survived dozens of moves undefeated, which was really rare.

Although he still has such a mastery as crossing the heavens, it is enough to see that Chang Aotian's martial arts are high, and he has few opponents in the rivers and lakes.

The Tibetan Sword Villa has been hiding from the world for more than a hundred years, and its strength is unfathomable, Chang Aotian is young, and he can already be called a master of swordsmanship, perhaps only the Murong family, which is as proficient as a cloud, can match.

Knowing heroes and valuing heroes, what I said before was too Meng Lang, such a character, the future achievements are limitless, ask people to fight, just to pursue the peak of martial arts, how can he be a slave.

As dawn broke in the east, the sky began to brighten, and the little man in white found a stream to wash, ate dry food briefly, and set off to go straight to Yande Mansion.

There are occasional pedestrians passing by on the road, and it is inconvenient for the two to perform light footwork, so as not to be shocked. Walking with steps, the sleeves of the robe fluttering, accompanied by beauty, talking and laughing along the way, but not boring.

It was past noon, and suddenly I heard the sound of horses' hooves behind me, and dozens of horsemen rushed towards me.

Fang Baiyi avoided the side of the road pitifully, turned his head to look, and saw the dust flying, dozens of angry horses in fresh clothes, red like fire, embroidered with red clouds, beating horses and galloping.

Thick eyebrows frowned slightly, secretly confused, this place is not the sphere of influence of Eastern Huoyun City, and subduing Liujiazhuang is also a masked act, not wanting to reveal his whereabouts, why is he so swaggering now.

Dozens of horsemen and horses are clear-cut and act openly, aren't they afraid of conflicts with local forces?

Thinking about it, dozens of horsemen and horses passed by in dust, but they heard someone whispering softly, the horses stood upright with the reins in their hands, the riding skills were exquisite, the horses swirled, and stopped steadily.

The leader looked at Fang Baiyi, looked at Fang Baiyi with a few glances, his brows furrowed, with a little hostility, and shouted in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is Fang Baiyi?"

Glancing at the pitiful little one, Fang Baiyi frowned secretly, could it be because of Sun Boyan's matter, and he came to seek revenge with resentment, but no one was able to escape last night, so how could there be news leaked.

Fang Baiyi's eyes added a bit of solemnity, but he said lightly: "It's Fang, I don't know who Your Excellency is, what advice do you have!"

"The young city lord has an order, if you encounter Fang Baiyi, don't kill him, take it!" the man at the head shouted angrily, and dozens of people under him suddenly jumped off the horse's back, and the person was already a sword out of the sheath in the air, and when he landed, he surrounded Fang Baiyi's pitiful little man, and the blade was cold.

The little poor willow eyebrows were raised, and the phoenix feather sword was unsheathed and slashed in front of him, cutting countless swords. Fang Baiyi shook off the folding fan with a brush, popped out the jagged tip of the sword, and shook it slightly.

"I don't know why, I actually let your young city lord give this killing order. A chill flashed in his eyes, his expression burst out, Fang Baiyi took half a step forward, and his eyes looked directly at the person who was the head, and shouted.

The man at the head sneered a few times, and said, "Fang Baiyi, you still have the face to ask, you are self-proclaimed and suave, and you dare to hook up with the future wife of our young city lord, what crime should you be guilty of, deceive us No one in Eastern Huoyun City?"

Hearing this, Fang Baiyi was stunned, and Fu Xiang fell in love, getting along day and night, and there was a little pitiful company beside him, how could he ever hook up with a married woman. Puzzled, looking at the little pitiful, seeing that his expression was also very strange.

"Friend, there should be some misunderstanding here, Fang Mou has just come out of the rivers and lakes, there are few acquaintances, who is the future wife of your young city lord, Fang Mou has no idea, hooking up...... Where does this start?" Fang Baiyi was deeply inexplicable, his two thick eyebrows frowned, his expression was confused, and he was extremely puzzled.

"Hmph, Fang Baiyi, this matter has spread all over the rivers and lakes, everyone knows it, what misunderstanding can there be, the face of the Eastern Huoyun City is lost, how can you be allowed to live in the world. The man at the head said angrily.

Fang Baiyi became more and more puzzled, but he didn't know who made a rumor, causing such a big misunderstanding, and spreading it all over the rivers and lakes, wouldn't it be indefensible.

"Don't spew blood here, my son-in-law doesn't know your lady at all, if you want to find trouble, just try it. The poor little dagger circled and pointed at the man at the head and shouted.

"Don't be ashamed, take it!" shouted the man at the head.

Dozens of people raised their swords together, flashing cold and slashing straight towards Fang Baiyi's little pitiful, but it was a cold aura that circled like a scimitar, the edge of the black gold folding fan trembled, and the edge of the sword slashed like a zigzag, dozens of sword rays shone in the sky, and the phoenix feather sword god weapon sharpened the iron like mud, and the blood splashed.

The palm slashed and poked, and the feet kicked in a row, knocking everyone in Eastern Huoyun City to the ground. There are a lot of people in the Eastern Fire Cloud City, but they are all second- and third-rate goods.

If it weren't for Fang Baiyi's mercy and didn't want to hurt innocent lives too much, I am afraid that corpses would have been scattered all over the ground.

The little pity hated his insults and Fang Baiyi's reputation, and his shot was much more ruthless, and the phoenix feather sword was cold, circled and broken, and hurt countless people.

Seeing that his subordinates were invincible, the leader swept up, his body flipped, and his palm was handed out, his palm was as black as ink, and he slashed down in the air, and went straight to Fang Baiyi's chest.

The palm wind is smelly and pungent, obviously containing severe poison, I don't know what kind of poisonous palm power.

Fang Baiyi raised his leg and kicked several Eastern Fire Cloud City disciples away, and the Ugin folding fan vibrate, sweeping out the Dao Silver Bai Gang Qi one after another, circling and flying out. Before the gang qi arrived, it was as cold as a scimitar, and the strength penetrated the body, and it was indestructible.

The leader's face changed abruptly, knowing that he would kick the iron plate today, and he was afraid that he would not be able to get any benefits. I wanted to rely on the strength of the crowd to take down Fang Baiyi and escort him to the young city lord to ask for a reward, but I didn't want Fang Baiyi and the two of them to have superb martial arts, and beat dozens of people to the ground like chopping melons and vegetables.

In mid-air, he strengthened his true qi, his body was upside down, he fell back to the horse's back, and he wanted to beat the horse away with the reins, but he didn't want to be cold, and he slashed through it like a scimitar, and he actually cut off the horse's head and fell to the ground with a bang.

If it weren't for the leader's skill, he jumped off the horse's back first, and was almost crushed under the horse.

It's just that the figure hasn't stood firm yet, and the figure in front of him is shaking, Fang Baiyi took a step, as if he was just taking a step, but he had already deceived the person in front of the leader, pointed out his fingers, sealed the acupoint, and the person in charge suddenly froze there like a puppet.

The little pitiful figure swayed, out of nowhere, and made a sharp move, hitting everyone in Eastern Huoyun City with wolves, only hating his father and mother for giving birth to two legs.

Carrying a short sword, he walked to Fang Baiyi's side, and the tip of the sword provoked the long hair of the leader to be draped behind his head, and before he could see it, it was already broken and broken, and the eyes of the leader were so shocked that the eyes of the leader were violent, and the blade of the sword was cold, and he knew the sharp weapon of the gods.

Fang Baiyi bent his fingers and popped out his fingers, untied the dumb hole of the leader, and said lightly: "Who is the future wife of your young city lord, how can you have a relationship with Fang, you had better explain the reason, otherwise, no wonder will cut you into a stick and stick you into the ground as a target." ”

Seeing the martial arts of Fang Baiyi and the two of them, the acupoints were restricted, and the person at the head no longer dared to be arrogant, and said in a trembling voice: "The future wife of the young city lord of my family is...... Murong Qiushuang, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that he once protected the Dharma for you and healed his wounds, and he obviously loved you, which made the young city lord of my family angry, and passed down the killing order to take your life. ”

"Mu ...... Murong Qiushuang, is the future wife of your young city lord?"

Fang Baiyi looked at each other pitifully and pitifully, his words were not shocking, he looked like a heavenly immortal, cold as frost, and Murong Qiushuang, who was not pretending to be anyone, would be the future wife of Li Qinghuan, the young city lord of Dongfang Huoyun City, but he had never heard of it.

After a while, Fang Baiyi said: "There are many rumors on the rivers and lakes that are false, Fang Mou just has some relationship with Miss Murong's teacher, and has nothing to do with others, please make it clear that the young city lord of your family should not misunderstand, so as not to cause more trouble." ”

slapped out the palm power in the air, and the person who was the leader was shocked for a few feet, but he also removed his restricted acupoints, shook his head secretly, beckoned the little pity to leave, and in the blink of an eye, he was already far away.

"Young Master Fang, is Miss Murong really the wife of Li Qinghuan of Dongfang Huoyun City who didn't pass through the door?" On the way, the two crooked willow eyebrows frowned and asked.

Sighing secretly, Fang Baiyi shook his head slowly, and said: "Groundless, it may not be without reason, Dongfang Huoyun City intends to dominate the rivers and lakes, and may have formed an alliance with the Murong family, and it is not impossible to marry each other, if this is the case, I am afraid that the six major sects of the rivers and lakes such as Shaolin Wudang will also be difficult to compete with it." ”

Murong Qiushuang was cold and arrogant, if something happened for no reason, Dongfang Huoyun City was so ostentatious, threatening that she was the future young city lord's wife of Dongfang Huoyun City, I was afraid that she would have already killed her and turned the world upside down.

But he didn't care about it, most of it was related to the Murong family. With this strong help, I am afraid that the Eastern Huoyun City will no longer have any scruples, and since then, the rivers and lakes have been in turmoil, which is a blessing or a curse.

Those who follow the prosperity and those who rebel die, how arrogant and domineering, in this eventful autumn, if you want to be alone and stay out of the matter, I am afraid it is difficult to be possible.

Towards evening, Fang Baiyi rushed to the market town to find an inn to eat and stay.

But not long after entering the market town, someone on the street had already greeted him, and looking at his outfit, he seemed to be an innkeeper. came to the two of them, nodded and smiled, and said, "The two are the young man in white and the poor little girl, the little one has been waiting here for a long time, please come with me." ”

"Who are you, and how do you recognize us?" asked the little pitiful eye in amazement.

"A guest officer claimed to be a friend of the two, and specially chartered the whole inn to entertain the two, and instructed the little one to wait for the two masters here, and the wine and food had been prepared, and the two of them were invited to move to enjoy it. The innkeeper laughed.

Fang Baiyi's two thick eyebrows frowned, his eyes were confused, but there was a little chill. I don't know which way of the character, hiding his head and showing his tail, what is the meaning of acting like this.