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The sword was inserted into Elder Song's chest, and Pan roared that they hesitated for a long time, and finally decided that they could not draw the sword, otherwise, they would die of anger on the spot.

But if the long sword is allowed to be inserted there, I am afraid that it will be fatal in a short time, so Pan Roar personally took a boat to Guanyun Island, and Zhang Hufa stayed to protect it.

Zhang Protector stood by his bedside, watching Elder Song with a long sword in his body, unconscious, anxious in his heart, and said that he was like a year.

But time passed very slowly, like a snail crawling, unbearable, it was a kind of torment, and his hair was about to turn gray.

In addition to being anxious, he was not worried, worried about whether Xiao Yuesheng could really heal such a serious injury.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Yuesheng appeared, after some fingering, he drew his sword out, easily, as if pulling out a fish bone, almost no bloodshed, not as he imagined blood splashed seven feet, like a spring, unable to stop.

In addition to admiration, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of himself, feeling that he had wasted his time, he was so much older, but his martial arts were so bad.

"Half an hour later, Elder Song will almost wake up. Xiao Yuesheng turned around, smiled, and said to Zhang Protector.

Protector Zhang looked grateful and sighed, "If it weren't for Mr. Xiao, I'm afraid Elder Song would be in a catastrophe this time!"

Although he disagrees with Elder Song, because Elder Song's surname is strange, he doesn't pay attention to anyone, even if Cheng Protector comes forward to talk to him, he doesn't like to match, which makes them angry, but he has no hatred, and when facing life and death, he cares about the abnormal.

"Every man has his own life, so don't thank me. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, said goodbye and left, returned to Hanzhai, and practiced the Nine Turns of Easy Tendon Technique.

In the bamboo forest of Hanzhai, there is a vacant lot for martial arts.

Surrounded by straight and straight bamboo, with the breeze and sound, the bamboo leaves are swaying, the emerald green is moving, and the mood of the view is quiet.

His body turned, and his arms and arms moved slowly, as if in slow motion, a little slower than tai chi.

If someone comes up to watch, they can find that his pores open and close, like the opening of a human mouth, moving with his breathing, and a low muffled whistling sound vibrates in his chest, as if a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning, trapped in it, vigorously moving.

With his slow movements, the muffled whistling sound became louder and louder, rising higher and higher, like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping, the flying dragon rose into the air, the whistling sound was like a wave, overwhelming the sky, and the bamboo leaves fell one after another, floating into the distance, forming a faint circle.

Fortunately, he set up a formation in the bamboo forest, which can isolate the sound and prevent outsiders from hearing it, otherwise, it will be shocking and will be regarded as a monster.

He paused, suddenly stopped, the terrifying whistling stopped, as if lightning and thunder, when the heavy rain poured down, suddenly, the sky suddenly cleared, the sun shined, the change was so fast, people were caught off guard, abruptly abrupt.

His body seemed to swell violently, like a balloon inflated, and the hairs on his body stood up, like a sharp arrow, exhaling and inhaling, after a long time, but he exhaled like a dragon's groan, inhaled like wind and thunder, and made a louder sound.

After a long time, more than a dozen breaths, the pores around the body were closed, and the breathing was silent again, only the chest and abdomen rose and fell, and the whole person slowly floated, as if an invisible rope hung above his head, hanging him.

His body was one foot off the ground, and he moved his hands and feet again, performing the Nine Turns of the Tendon Technique, as if floating in water, after hitting it again, he landed again, and slowly floated down, as if he was floating feathers.

The slightly closed eyes opened slowly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the Nine Turns of Yi Tendon Jue finally broke through the second layer, reached the third layer, and began the path of strengthening bones.

He felt that it was only in the blink of an eye, but half a day had passed, looking up at the sky, the sun had set and rested, and the twilight was kind.

When I walked out of Hanzhai, I saw a young man standing outside, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a simple face, and a silly smile.

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng come out, the young man hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Mr. Xiao, the helper has returned." ”

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and glanced at him, this young man is not very old, he seems to be honest, a silly boy, but his internal strength is quite good, he should be a person who practices extremely hard.

He couldn't help but shake his head and smile, the eldest brother is really a careful person, he must think that he practices hard, and he likes such people.

He only glanced at the young man, but without saying a word, he turned and walked into the hall, where he had already found out where Pan Roar was.

The Nine Turns of the Tendon Technique entered the third layer, and the spirit of the whole person leaped to a level, and the cultivation of the Yuan Shen increased even more, and the situation of the entire general altar could be clearly revealed.

Tianlei Jue has been out of the category of martial arts, surnamed life double cultivation, when practicing, at the same time to practice the Yuan Shen, and in his previous life he obtained the Tao with the Yuan Shen, and recovered, extremely fast.

When the young man saw that Xiao Yuesheng didn't look at himself, he couldn't help but be disappointed, and hurriedly followed, for this Mr. Xiao, he admired him very much.

But he tightened his steps, and later turned into a trot, but he still couldn't keep up with Xiao Yuesheng's slow steps, but fell farther and farther, and finally couldn't see him.

Xiao Yuesheng performed the technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and within a few steps, he had already stepped into the hall.

In the hall, the lights were bright, and Pan Roar was holding a big bowl, drinking happily, and the sound of laughter was heard from time to time.

At the foot of the steps, all the hall masters gathered, as well as Cheng Protector and Zhang Protector, and Elder Song had already slept and rested because of his serious injuries.

Elder Song was safe and sound, and Pan Hao was really overjoyed.

Originally, he went to ask for help from his brother-in-law, but he didn't report much hope, after all, he came and went so far, and when someone was invited, Elder Song was afraid that he would have died of exhaustion.

For Pan Roar, Elder Song is like a father, always by his side, protecting himself, only when he leaves the main altar and needs someone to guard the gang, he will leave Elder Song behind.

This time, if it weren't for Elder Song blocking the sword that stabbed at him, he would now only be able to drink in the Netherworld.

"Brother, you're here!" Pan Roar saw Xiao Yuesheng coming in, hurriedly got up from the Taishi chair, strode down the steps, and came to Xiao Yuesheng, slapping him on the shoulder like a fan.

The rest of the people also hurriedly put down their wine bowls, stood up one after another, and clasped their fists in salute.

Xiao Yuesheng calmly accepted his slap, shook his head with a wry smile, and hugged his fists to everyone: "You don't have to be polite. ”

Pan Roar did not go back to the Taishi chair, but pulled Xiao Yuesheng and sat on the chair next to him, and said with a smile: "Brother, this time, my brother has accepted your love again!"

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, pinched the big bowl with his right hand, took a sip, drank a large part, stretched out his hand to wipe the wine stains, shook his head and said, "What are you polite to me!"

"Haha...... , yes, then I'm not welcome!" Pan Roar smiled, laughed, picked up the big bowl, and drank it all.

Xiao Yuesheng swept everyone and found that Sun Zizhen and Wang Chengzu, who had disappeared from Qinglong Hall, knew that they had been restrained by Pan Roar, so he didn't ask more, raised a big bowl, and said to everyone: "Everyone, because of my relationship, I have affected everyone, and I am really guilty and uncomfortable!"

"Mr. Xiao, don't say that!" everyone shook their heads and waved their hands.

Xiao Yuesheng is the sworn brother of the leader of the Changsha Gang, and this news came out in the martial arts, so the Changsha Gang was quite restless for a while, and was attacked from time to time.

It's just that this news is not harmless, but a double-edged sword, which brings a sneak attack, but its prestige has increased greatly.

The Changsha Gang became famous, and there were many masters who came to vote, and for a while, they were trapped in fire and ice, and the taste was complicated and indescribable.

Because Elder Song was unharmed, they were all happy in their hearts, so they opened their minds, opened their stomachs, and ate and drank to their heart's content.

From the beginning of the lanterns to the middle of the night, the hall is brightly lit, the sound of drinking and fistfighting, noisy disputes, laughter and shouting, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, noisy and noisy, boiling and boiling.

In the noise, the mellow aroma of wine wafted slowly, and the aroma of meat and coriander overflowed everywhere, making the saliva of the people guarding outside.

Pan Roar drank a lot of wine, and he was in a good mood, and after a few bowls, not only did he not see the drunkenness, but he was full of energy, his eyes were shining, and he was more energetic.

The rest of the hall masters, because they often accompany Pan Hao to drink, and the amount of alcohol has also been exercised, so until now, none of them have been drunk, which makes Xiao Yuesheng quite admired.

As soon as the Nine Turns of the Changing Tendon Technique entered the third layer, he no longer cultivated all the time, and the results were not great, and the improvement in the future was not of much benefit to diligent cultivation, but it needed to be relaxed and relaxed, which was in line with the Dao.

He opened his mind and drank a lot, which made everyone applaud.

When he was in the middle of his heart, suddenly the door was pushed open, and a person fell in, with blood at the corner of his mouth, lying on the ground and falling in the center of the hall.

All kinds of voices stopped abruptly, the hall could hear the needles falling, and the people all froze, their eyes fixed on this person, and Pan Roar reacted faster and got up and walked over.

He was a middle-aged man, short and thin, withered like a tree, with an ordinary appearance, and his dry lips were bright red, but they were stained with blood.

Lying down in the middle of the hall, he vomited another mouthful of blood, he struggled, but could not get up, so he no longer tried in vain, tried to pant hard, raised his head vigorously, looked up at Pan Roar, who was standing in front of him, his lips opened, and hissed: "Help...... Helper, someone broke into the altar!"

People only felt that the green shadow flashed in front of them, but it was Xiao Yuesheng who appeared beside him, and pressed the back of the person on the ground with his palm.

The man's eyes lit up, his gaze, which was originally as dim as a silkworm lamp, returned to a candle, and his voice became stable, saying, "The man has broken into the inner courtyard!"

"Have you already broken into the inner courtyard?!" Pan asked loudly, a little angry.

The man nodded, his breath was smooth, his face was gradually ruddy, and his voice became louder and louder, and he said, "The brothers are invincible, please help the master go to the rescue quickly!"

"Damn, someone is looking for death again!" Pan roared and stomped his feet hard, scolding hatefully, such things had happened more than once, making him deeply disgusted with the people who broke into his altar.

After that, he turned around and shook his arm: "Brothers, copy the guy, go clean up that daring guy!"

Everyone was also angry when they heard this, and the wine was bold, so they didn't hesitate to put down the wine bowl, got up and grabbed their weapons, followed Pan Roar, and ran out.

The hall was deserted for a while, only the aroma of wine and vegetables lingered.

"How many people?" Xiao Yuesheng didn't move, his palm gently urged, and asked lightly.

The man turned around at this time, his eyes showed gratitude, he could feel that his body was pouring into a warm current, washing his injured internal organs like a hot spring, and one of his little lives was picked up.

He hurriedly replied, "There is only one big guy!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, left his palm from his vest, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "You lie here and don't move, take a good breath." ”

The man nodded vigorously and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for saving your life." ”

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled, and his figure flashed.

He came first, stepped out in two steps, crossed the figure of everyone, and flashed directly at the door of the inner hall with a roar.

The main altar of the Changsha Gang is divided into two layers, the outer layer is the outer hall, that is, the place where the ordinary disciples are active, and the inner layer is the inner hall, only some high-level people can enter, and the appearance looks like there is no difference, just a cross-courtyard separation.

At the right time, the figure of the inner hall floated and rolled, and from time to time let out a miserable scream, and the sound pierced the night sky, which was terrifying.

The lanterns had been extinguished, and a few people were holding torches, illuminating the place, and the tall figure in the middle of the field stood out as if standing out from the crowd.

Xiao Yuesheng pulled Pan Roar and came in a blink of an eye, taking in the situation in the field.

The tall man was surrounded by ten people, bare-handed, but he did not fall behind, his body was flexible, and his tall figure did not match him, but the besieging Changsha gang members let out a miserable scream from time to time, and they were injured and withdrew, and another person arrived.

The man was wearing an iron fist on his hand, which glowed faintly red under the light of the torch, and the fist gloves were densely packed with iron thorns, revealing an inexplicable coldness.

This iron fist is invulnerable, and from time to time it hits the sword, bursting out a little spark, making a clear sound, if it hits a person's body, it will be an iron piercing into the flesh, and it is unbearable to see.

He has a smart body, an iron fist, and is surrounded by so many people, but he looks like a cat playing with a mouse, with a faint sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that another gang member was hit in the wrist, he let out a miserable scream, the long sword fell to the ground, and he hurriedly retreated, and another person swung his sword against it, Pan He couldn't help but shout: "Stop!"

Hearing the shouts of the gang leader, the gang members withdrew their swords one after another, took a step back, and stared at the man with iron fists to prevent him from suddenly hurting people.

Even if they are brave, looking at this man's gaze to breathe fire, there is also a faint trace of fear, this man is really vicious, every punch is hit at the vital point, such as the wrist part, even if the injured brother recovers from the injury, I am afraid that it will be difficult to swing the sword again!

The man didn't attack, he stopped according to his words, stared coldly at the people around him, surrounded by so many people, he didn't show any fear, but with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be disdainful.

Xiao Yuesheng's figure flashed, appeared beside those injured gangs, checked their injuries one by one, took out the porcelain bottle from his bosom, handed it to them, and ordered him to apply the medicine immediately, so as not to leave future troubles.

"Who are you, why did you break into my Changsha Gang?!" Pan roared angrily and asked loudly, looking at this person.

This man is tall, Pan roared to his brand, his rectangular face, a hooked nose is very conspicuous, the eyes are gloomy and cold, the person being stared at will feel that the whole body is not in themselves, as if being stared at by an eagle.

"Song Wuxing!" the tall man replied coldly, glancing at the hall masters who ran over, and snorted coldly, "You are Pan Roar?"

"It's Pan!" Pan roared coldly, and didn't give him a good look, if he hadn't asked clearly, he would have started the fight a long time ago.

"According to rumors, you and Xiao Yihan are sworn brothers?!" Song Wuxing stared at him coldly, with a faint smile in his gloomy eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the sarcasm was extremely obvious.

Pan Roar sighed in his heart, and sure enough, he couldn't help but be upset, his anger surged, and he shouted: "Not bad...... What, you're going to find my brother too?!"

Song Wuxing glanced at him, looked disdainful, and said lightly: "Xiao Yihan abolished my brother's martial arts, and specially asked him to settle accounts!"

"Kind of, you went to find my brother, why did you find here?!" Pan roared angrily, looking at the gangsters who covered their wrists, the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Are you looking for me?!" Xiao Yuesheng's figure flashed and appeared in front of him, his face sinking like water, looking at him coldly.

Song Wuxing's heart froze, his body tensed, but his face remained unchanged, and his tone was indifferent: "You are Xiao Yihan?!"

"I'm Xiao Yihan!" Xiao Yuesheng said in a deep voice, glanced at everyone, fell on Song Wuxing's face, and said, "You are so bold!"

"Hmph, others are afraid of you, but I, Song Wuxing, am not afraid!" Song Wuxing only felt his breath suffocated, as if the air around him had become viscous, and his internal force was faintly sluggish, and his heart was shocked, but he still replied lightly with a hard mouth.

His name is Song Wuxing, and his surname is the same, his body is full of crazy factors, he never cares about the consequences, he practices his skills, he is also crazy, he does not hesitate to his body, he has practiced a deep Thirteen Taibao horizontal practice of kung fu, and a pair of iron fists.

He usually only likes to practice, crazy self-masochistic body, rarely steps out of the house, rarely appears in the martial arts, so people only know his younger brother and mother sword Song Pingshan, but they don't know the name of Song Wuxing.

(To be continued)