Yang Jing and his entourage left Bianjing City, the sky was already bright, and they went west along the avenue. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Yang Jing is going to Yunjiazhuang in a hurry, this time he was able to break the conspiracy of the Demon Palace, thanks to the well-informed and proper interception of Yunjiazhuang, so that the catastrophe of the imperial city was avoided.

Yunjiazhuang is a branch of the Wenxuan Pavilion, mainly responsible for intelligence collection from Bianjing to the south of the Yellow River. Because of the defeat of the Western Xia army, the enraged emperor sent Demon Palace assassins to attack the Song palace and instigated the King of Liang to rebel. The secret report was broken by Yunjiazhuang, and he immediately flew a pigeon to pass the book to the general altar, which led to Yang Jing's "hand in the chaos to open the work, and the four elephants respected Yi for three autumns".

Yang Jing and the five of them bought five good horses in the Dadao Post Station and galloped towards Yunjiazhuang.

After walking for half a day, I suddenly saw the word "tea" floating, and there was a teahouse "standing" next to the avenue. Yang Jing and the others dismounted and walked towards the teahouse, firstly, they were hungry and ate something, and secondly, they rested for a while after a night of exhaustion. The teahouse is not big, but there are many people. There is nowhere else to stop on this avenue, and the merchants and pedestrians who come and go are concentrated here.

Yang Jing chose a dark and hidden seat to sit down, asked for a pot of tea and some snacks, and ate slowly. The four of Fengyun, thunder and lightning stood behind Yang Jing, their eyes were serious, and they did not twist for half a minute.

The dust on the "driving ......" avenue was three feet, and two riders flew from the north, a man and a woman. Dressed in pure yellow silk and riding horses with swords, they galloped down the avenue, so imposing. The two rode their horses to the teahouse, dismounted and walked briskly inside. The man and woman looked like they were about fifteen or sixteen years old, but they walked steadily, acted neatly, and had a certain foundation of martial arts cultivation.

But seeing that the young man's steps had not yet stepped into the teahouse, he shouted: "Hurry up and serve a few pots of good tea, ...... die of thirst" Before he finished speaking, the young man bumped back and forth at the door of the teahouse. Fortunately, the young man's foundation was not bad, and he only took two steps back. Looking closely, I saw a big man standing inside the door, although he was not knocked down by the "reckless" young man, but his stomach hurt.

The big man's face was full of anger, and he scolded in his mouth: "His grandmother's, who hit ...... Stinky boy, it was your grandmother who hit Lao Tzu, and she was impatient. The big man rushed over, and struck the young man with a palm.

As soon as the young man stood up, he heard the big man scolding, and then saw the big man slap him again. The young man hurriedly leaned over and took a few steps back, wanting to say a few words, but he didn't want the big man to wave his fist over, and he barely stood still after several dodges.

I only heard the big man's mouth keep scolding, thinking about what was going on, and he was angry in his heart, which happened to be sprinkled on this young man.

At this time, the girl who was traveling with her came up to support the young man, and said to the big man, "Why are you so rude?" When you meet someone, you ......will do it, and the big man shouted: "I bumped into Lao Tzu, and said that Lao Tzu was rude, hum! Your grandmother, Lao Tzu will be rude to you today." The big man with a sinister face waved his palms out and slashed at the two men.

The boy and girl drew their swords in unison, and used their sword moves to catch the big man's palms. The big man didn't have a blade, so he naturally didn't dare to catch the blade with his palms, and he took a few steps back, picked up the wooden stick on the side, and waved it at the two of them.

When the girl saw that she was about to do it, she whispered to the young man, "Master doesn't let us do it casually. The young man was a little angry and said, "That guy is quite unreasonable, so I used the swordsmanship I sent to teach him a lesson." The girl nodded in agreement.

Although the two of them are young, they are proficient in swordsmanship, and the sword edge is past, and there is a faint bit of energy. Although the big man was tall and big, strong and powerful, in the face of the dexterous swordsmanship of the boy and the girl, he couldn't use his fists and feet for a while, and he was about to be defeated.

At this moment, more than a dozen big men came out of the teahouse, and a big man with a beard on his face shouted: "Old Seven, who are you fighting again?" The big man "Lingzhu" moved, and while dealing with the swordsmanship of the boy and girl, he shouted: "Boss, these two uninteresting little things are scolding you." ”

"Scold me?" the bearded man asked, "What are you scolding me?"

Lao Qi thought that he couldn't solve these two people, so in order not to lose face, it was better to stimulate the boss and let them help. Lao Qi shouted: "They scolded: 'Your grandmother's dog boss, what's so great, he only knows how dogs fight people.'" And ...... No, boss, I'll tell you when I've got these two little things out of the way. Boy, look at the stick. Lao Qi deliberately said the boss's "Gou" surname as "dog" in order to provoke Boss Gou. Because, the usual boss hates others mentioning his surname the most.

When Boss Gou heard this, he was really furious, his face trembled slightly, and he scolded: "Dare to call Lao Tzu like this, brothers, clean them up." "Yes!" More than a dozen big men gathered together, surrounding the young man and girl.

The girl saw that Lao Qi was so stimulating others to ask for help, and defended: "You are talking nonsense, we don't know any dog boss, why do we scold others?" The girl is young and does not know the depth of the world, and her natural words seem to be "innocent", but she fell into the arms of Lao Qi. As soon as she finished speaking, the seventh child shouted: "Boss, look, she scolded you for being a dog again." Brothers, when she scolds our boss, she scolds us, beats them to death, and is angry with the boss. Boss Gou's eyes rolled and he scolded: "Lao Tzu hates others mentioning Lao Tzu's surname the most." ”

The big men picked up the guys around them, and hit the young girl with a beating, even though they had proficient swordsmanship, they were also invincible with two fists and four hands! Besides, these two people were too young, fledgling, and their martial arts cultivation was not high, and after only a while, the two of them were caught. The two big men tied up the boy and the girl and threw them on the ground.

The young man said, "You are so unreasonable, you deceive the less, and you give birth to evil. Boss Gou slapped him over, and with a "snap", five fingerprints suddenly appeared on the young man's face. Gou Lao scolded loudly: "There are few people who dare to scold Lao Tzu in this world, and you kid is also crazy." Let you, the calf, see what evil is now. After speaking, a few more slaps were thrown down, and the young man only felt numbness in his cheeks, bursts of scorching pain, and his eyes were black and white, but he didn't faint.

When the girl saw that the boy was beaten, she hurriedly said, "Why are you beating people?" You guys...... It's just a gang of robbers. When Boss Gou saw the girl, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said, "The little girl looks pretty good." As she spoke, she reached out to touch the girl's cheek, but the girl shrank back in fright.

The young man saw that Boss Gou was rude, and scolded: "Hun robber, come at me if you have anything, don't touch my junior sister." Lao Qi punched the young man and shouted: "Stinky boy, you still have backbone, which sect and sect, report your name?" The girl hurriedly said: "We are disciples of the Northern Sword Sect." ”

"Beijianmen?" Boss Gou was startled at first, and then said angrily: "Nonsense, although I have seen very few disciples of Beijianmen, I have heard a lot of their names, and I have never heard of them. If you are the disciples of the Northern Sword Sect, haha...... Then I'm not Sima Lan, the founding patriarch of the Northern Sword Gate, haha......"

"Northern Sword Saint Sect, how can you be so contemptuous. As soon as these words came out, a long sword rose into the air, and the hilt of the sword struck quickly, hitting Boss Gou's back. Boss Gou couldn't dodge for a while, his back hurt sharply, and his body was tilted down by the force.

I saw that the long sword rebounded back, and a beautiful woman fell from the sky, standing sideways, with a slight twist of her wrist, she caught the long sword that rebounded back, and the way she held the sword was extremely beautiful and clever, so that all the men were stunned.

This woman is dressed in orange silk clothes, melon seed face, eyebrows are curved like the moon, and her eyes are clear and sultry, she looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, but she exudes an aura. Then the dust rolled up, and five men galloped in on horseback. At the front was a woman in a pale red silk dress, she first stepped down the horse and walked forward, only to see her light steps, her face like a delicate flower, and a pair of affectionate eyes, revealing a bit of beauty. The four riders behind were men in silver-gray robes, all wearing swords and riding on horses, and a gust of wind struck, which seemed to carry a bit of sword energy.

Boss Gou propped himself up, and when he saw the orange woman in yellow who made the sword hit him, he just wanted to scold: "Dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu......" but saw the sword in the woman's hand, the silver-white sword body, the swallow head hilt, and the ancient flower carving on it, shining brightly, extremely exquisite. The only thing worth striking is that the hilt of the sword is engraved with a pattern of the moon, and the tail of the sword is accompanied by a pattern of stars, which seems to be a disciple of a "famous and upright" family.

"Moon Spirit Sword," Boss Gou shouted in a lost voice, took a few steps back, and thought: "Sure enough, it's someone from the North Sword Gate, the North Sword Gate can't be provoked......" Boss Gou lost his temper for a while, and the rest of the big men also panicked. Boss Gou couldn't react and shouted, "Hurry up." For a while, all the big men fled.

The woman in orange and yellow wanted to get on the horse and chase after the dozen or so big men, but she heard the woman in light red say: "Senior sister, don't chase it, don't make more trouble." As he spoke, he walked over to the tied boy and girl.

When the young man saw the appearance of these two women, he shouted happily, "Uncle Yue, Uncle Qiu." The two women untied the young girl, and the woman in light red said, "How's your face?" The young man shook his head and responded, "It's okay."

The woman in light red said in a slightly reproachful tone: "I said that there should be less trouble on the road, why don't you listen?" The young man bowed his head and said: "It's because we are not good at learning and have lost the face of the Northern Sword Gate." The woman in light red said: "I knew that I was not good at learning and art, so why bother to make trouble and ask for hardship." The girl helped the young man and replied: "Uncle Qiu, don't blame the senior brother, it was those robbers who were rude first, and they bullied more and ...... less" The woman in light red was a little unhappy when she heard this, frowning, and the woman in orange and yellow hurriedly spoke for the two of them: "Senior sister, they are young and ignorant, and the rivers and lakes are sinister, don't blame them." Hee-hee, you two will just fight for anger in the future. ”

In fact, they are not much older than these teenagers and girls, but they have higher seniority, better qualifications, and higher martial arts cultivation, so they have a little bit of "momentum" when they speak.

The young man untied the shackles on his body, walked towards the other four horses, and bowed: "Uncle Liu, Uncle Chu, Uncle Le, Uncle Duan." The man surnamed Chu in the four horsemen said: "Okay, this time you know what the rivers and lakes are sinister." Saying that, he said to the woman in light red surnamed Qiu: "Senior Sister Qiu, I think we should make a few pots of tea and leave." ”

The orange-clothed woman surnamed Yue smiled: "It's still far to Mingmeng Valley, why don't you go in and rest for a while." The woman surnamed Qiu untied the bag on the horse's back, took out the water bladder, handed it to the young man, and said, "Senior Sister Yue, let's listen to Senior Brother Chu, the date is approaching, and we don't have so much time." The young man took everyone's water bladder and said, "Then I'll go get some tea." As he spoke, he walked towards the teahouse, and after a while, he came out with a water bladder full of tea, and everyone drank a few sips, tied the water bladder to the horse's back, and galloped south across the horse.

In the teahouse, Yang Jing took a sip of tea, smiled slightly, and thought: "The North Sword Gate and the Wenxuan Pavilion are called 'North Sword and South Wen', and the two major sects stand side by side on the rivers and lakes...... There must be something strong about it. Although I don't know how to use swordsmanship, I can also feel the subtlety of the sword technique of the disciple of the Northern Sword Sect just now. The swordsmanship of the Northern Sword Gate is like this, and it is natural for you to be the 'Sword Sect'. I heard that the beast king got the fifteenth sword of the Sword Sect, and posted a heroic post in Mingmeng Valley, asking Yang Men to establish power. At this time, the two brothers Tang and Ma should also be about to arrive in Mingmeng Valley, hoping not to cause a bloody storm because of the famous sword of the Sword Sect. ”

Yang Jing drank tea for a while and ate some pastries, and then paid and left the teahouse. The five of them got on their horses and continued to march towards Yunjiazhuang.

I went for another half a day, and then I arrived at Yunjiazhuang.

Yunjiazhuang is the general altar of Yunzhuang Society, and it is also the branch altar of Wenxuan Pavilion. There are six halls and seven meetings in Wenxuan Pavilion, and the Yunzhuang Society is only one of them. Yunjiazhuang is located in a quiet environment, surrounded by lush grass and trees, flowers and willows, pleasant aroma, butterflies flying in the shadow, like a fairyland. It's a secretive place to find, but it's a good point of contact for intelligence.

When you turn the path, you will see a forest of stone houses. The simple masonry of the house, the rough brick joints, and the slightly compact door three feet away, surrounded by greenery and greenery, make this already compact space even more cramped. Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that this place is more secluded and more suitable as an intelligence contact point for the Wenxuan Pavilion.

Yang Jing walked towards the gate of Yunjiazhuang, heard the sound of footsteps, and in a moment, more than 30 brave men poured out from the gate, all of them were light and vigorous, and their steps were steady, obviously they were all practitioners with high-class kung fu.

When all the big men saw Yang Jing, they all came up and shouted, "Lord, lord." Between the words, most of them clasped their fists and saluted, although they were a little vulgar, but they seemed extremely bold and open. Yang Jing hugged his fists and said, "Are all the brothers okay?" A big man smiled: "Okay, it's all good, it's even better if the lord comes." For a while, everyone echoed it, and under the enthusiasm, a bold wind blew clearly, giving people a feeling of excitement.

A big man shouted: "Lord, how are you?" Before he finished asking, some big men immediately hugged Yang Jing and went to the village, and said: "The lord is running all the way, you quickly get out of the way, enter the house and talk in detail." Another big man shouted inside: "Hurry up and prepare the wine and food, the lord is here!"

While speaking, everyone had already made way and hugged Yang Jing into the village.

Whether it was the Yunzhuang Church or other congregations, although they respected the four people, they never took the initiative to greet them, because they knew that the four "weirdos" were all cold wood. Except for Yang Jing, the others rarely spoke, let alone drank wine. Naturally, Yunzhuang and the others were just respectful to Yang Jing, and the four people around him ignored them and let them do whatever they wanted.

Although Yunjiazhuang is not very good outside, as soon as you enter the door, the inside is very different. The courtyard is exquisite and chic, with pavilions and pavilions, flowers and trees, all of which are complete. Everyone rowed through the small pavilion and walked through a pavilion corridor, and saw that eight tables of eight immortals were arranged. With the arrival of everyone, after a while, dozens of maidservants and servants served wine and food and set them on the table. The men did not give in to each other, but sat down at the table. Yang Jing sat at the top, and the wind and thunder stood behind Yang Jing, without the slightest move.

The maidservant poured a bowl full of wine and offered it to Yang Jing. Yang Jing stood up, supported the bottom of the bowl with both hands, and said loudly: "Being able to see through the conspiracy of the Demon Palace, thanks to the brothers, Yang Jing is here to give the brothers a bowl first." All the men got up and raised the big bowls, saluted each other, and drank bitterly.

The maidservant poured a bowl of wine again, and Yang Jing said: "The brothers threw their heads and spilled blood for my Great Song Dynasty, and Yang Jing thanked him for giving another bowl." A man said: "We are all Song people, and we should be for the country and the people." But with the words of the lord, what is the pity for me to wait for death. A burst of rhetoric was released, which aroused the pride of everyone present, raised the bowl to the sky, and drank it all.

Drinking, Yang Jing raised the wine bowl for the third time, and said proudly: "I, Yang Jing, have such a brother who values love and righteousness, and this life is in vain." All the men said in unison: "Wencheng Wude, proclaim his name all over the world, and we will follow the lord to the death." After speaking, it was another booze.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. A big man said: "If you want to see through the conspiracy of the Demon Palace, you should rely on Mr. Dugu, if it weren't for his intelligence, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to stop it." Yang Jing nodded and said, "Master Qiu, you can tell me about the matter first." ”

Master Qiu Zhuang responded, twisted his beard lightly, and said: "It is strange to say, the head of the Yunzhuang Society, Yunjiazhuang, no one else knows about it except for the lord and the brothers of the Yunzhuang Society. Not long ago, a mysterious woman came to the village, who was not from my faction, but knew about it. She brought a secret letter, which said: "The Demon Palace instigated King Liang to plot a rebellion, and there were already hundreds of Demon Palace assassins lurking in Bianjing City, and the situation was urgent, so I would report to the Pavilion Master of your faction to solve the difficulties of the Song Kingdom." At that time, our brothers discussed it, and felt that this letter had some origin, and did not dare to delay it, so we sent it to the main altar overnight. ”

After Qiu Zhuang finished speaking, a big man asked: "Why does this Mr. Dugu help us again and again, but he has never seen his true face." ”

Yang Jingxin said: "In recent years, Wenxuan Pavilion has been well-informed several times, all because of receiving a letter from a person named Mr. Dugu, the letter refers to major events about the safety of the Song Kingdom, if it were not for this top-secret news, I am afraid that the Song Kingdom would be in tatters today." But Mr. Dugu is hidden, and no one has ever known who he is, where he comes from, and what kind of character he is? I have secretly inquired, but there is no other clue except that the person who sent the letter is a woman. This time to crack the conspiracy of the Demon Palace, it is also the news reported by this mysterious person, what kind of person is he?"

Yang Jing paused, and had to say lightly: "No matter what, this Mr. Dugu always helps me in the Great Song Dynasty, such a strong man, just be grateful, and don't pay attention to the others." The owner of Qiu Zhuang also catered to him: "What the lord said is that how many chivalrous people in the rivers and lakes never leave their names for doing good deeds, since people don't want to reveal their true identities, we don't have to ask too much." ”

At this time, only a bell was heard, and then someone shouted: "It's Brother Guo Ming from the Nine True Sons." The bell was clear, and a voice came along with the wind: "Brother Tao has good ears, Guo Ming is also here." As the voice approached, I saw a short, stocky and bald man flying over. Although he is strong and fat, his movements are light and fast, like a horse stepping on a flying swallow, and he can't do it without some superior internal force.

Guo Ming was already in the middle of the big men in a moment, and some big men praised: "Brother Guo's 'light as a swallow' can be practiced perfectly, I want to shuttle in this night, as long as there is silence, even if the other party's internal strength is high, no matter how good the ear and hearing ability is, I am afraid it will be difficult to perceive." Guo Ming said with a smile: "What Brother Lu said, I, Guo Ming, acted well, why don't I let others notice me, then wouldn't my wind chimes be in vain." Although Guo Ming has made light achievements, his style of action has always been above board. He wears wind chimes on his body just to walk properly and do things positively. His style of life is deeply respected by the knights.

Guo Ming had already seen Yang Jing while he was talking, and he was busy stepping forward to pay homage: "Lord." Yang Jing also quipped: "Brother Guo's light skills can be said to have come and gone without a trace, but there is an extra ringing bell." The men laughed at each other, Guo Ming touched his bare head, and said with an embarrassed smile: "The lord has lifted Guo Ming." ”

Tao Chong, who first heard Guo Ming's bell before, said: "Brother Guo came at a really good time, taking advantage of the banquet, a rare opportunity to drink a few big bowls." Guo Ming smiled and hugged his fists in reply, waved his hand and said, "All the brothers are here, Guo Ming doesn't dare." Then he said to Yang Jing: "Lord, Guo Ming came quickly this time to report something important." ”

Yang Jing saw that Guo Ming's expression was flustered, and it was obvious that something big had happened in the Wenxuan Pavilion, so he immediately restrained his smile and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that Guo Ming was weak and panting, Tao Chong handed over a bowl of wine, Guo Ming thanked him and drank a bowl, and then said: "Wenxuan Pavilion has confronted the Poison Sect several times, and the brothers have been overwhelmed by the poison of the Poison Sect, and the Poison Sect is not facing each other head-on, poisoning my brothers, Guo Ming came this time to take the elders to discuss countermeasures, whether to attack the Poison Sect Altar and eradicate it by the roots?"

Yang Jing hurriedly said: "Don't remember, the Poison Sect has been established for hundreds of years, has a solid foundation, has a large number of sects, and its strength is no less than that of my Wenxuan Pavilion. If we have too much conflict with the drug sect, it may cause a big storm in the rivers and lakes, which will be very unfavorable to the situation in our Great Song Dynasty. Now, let the brethren calm down, and it is better to lose the ego than the great momentum. ”

When the brothers heard this, they nodded and said, "The words of the lord are extremely true!" Lord Qiu Zhuang interjected: "My lord, now the relationship between our sect and the drug sect is very tense, but we want to recall the brothers of the church to deal with the drug sect?" Yang Jing replied: "There is no need to be like this, the location of each church is extremely important, and it cannot be easily transferred. I'll handle the poison cult myself. ”

Seeing that everyone's emotions were eased, Guo Ming continued: "In addition, the sixth day of the ninth month is the ninetieth birthday of the old Yue of Beijianmen, and Beijianmen has already sent an invitation. As he spoke, he took out the invitation from his arms and handed it to Yang Jing, Yang Jing opened it and looked at it, put it in his bag, and then said: "Beijianmen and my Wenxuan Pavilion have a lot of origins. By the way, has there been a result of the Nanshan game?"

Guo Ming replied: "Tianxuanzi fought with Dao Zhen for three days, but there was no result, and in the end, it was Master Kongming of Shaolin Temple who came forward to mediate the matter. A big man exclaimed, "Are they having a good fight? Saying that, he was ready to move. Tao Chong smiled and said, "Brother Lu's lively heart is itchy?" The big man stretched out a smile and said: "That's nature, one is the descendant of the God Emperor, the other is a martial arts master, and the competition between the two must be very exciting." ”

Guo Ming smiled: "I didn't see that process, and I don't know if it's exciting." The big man surnamed Lu ignored Guo Ming, but asked Tao Chong with interest: "Brother Tao, do you think that if Tianxuanzi and Dao Zhen fight for a long time, who can win?" Tao Chong pondered for a moment and said: "Tianxuanzi is the descendant of the God Emperor, and Dao Zhen has long been famous in the rivers and lakes, and a set of 'Fallen Soul Palm' is difficult to meet opponents." I can't guess who will win or lose? Maybe it's a lose-lose situation. ”

As he was talking, Tao Chong's face suddenly changed, and he said, "Listen, there is the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute." An astonishment made everyone at the noisy banquet fall silent and listen. Someone said, "And the sound of the lute and the flute." ”

Yang Jing only felt that the true qi in his chest slowly straightened up, "It's not good", his face suddenly sank, and he hurriedly said: "Brothers, hurry up and close your qi luck, this is the magic sound wave of the Xixia Demon Palace." Everyone also faintly felt that the true qi in their bodies was floating abnormally, and they hurriedly counteracted the qi.

Listening to this sound seems to be close at hand, but the voice is far away, this voice is made by a deep internal force, the four voices are soft and one, and the timbre is exquisite. Sometimes it is as magnificent as waves, sometimes it is as light as a moonlit night, it rises and falls, twists and turns, making people "fascinated and fascinated".

Yang Jing knew that the magic sound of the Xixia Demon Palace had a peculiar rhythm and was complex and fickle, but all the pronuncants had deep internal strength. When the sound waves are played in the ears, the mind can be psychedelized, the light ones are dumbfounded and deaf, and the heavy ones are crushed and die. If hundreds of first-class masters urge the magic sound wave at the same time, they can form a magic sound array, which is like an army of millions, and it is difficult to match. Yang Jing was worried that if Western Xia formed a magic sound array, then the Great Song Dynasty would be suspended. However, it is not easy to gather hundreds of people who know this peculiar rhythm and have a high level of internal cultivation.

Yang Jing asked everyone to close their breath and breathe evenly, so as not to be injured by the magic sound waves. The four of them, the wind and clouds, thunder and lightning, flashed lightly and ran towards Yunjiazhuang in all directions. After a while, the four of them arrived outside the village and found the sound, but they saw the four women in white playing their instruments, the sound wave was in their ears, the internal force was endless, and the real qi in the body was surging, changing with the change of timbre.

The remnant wind urged the internal force and said: "Who are you?" The voice of the remnant wind was sandwiched with a strong internal force, one to resist the power emitted by the magic sound waves, and the other to output it strongly to deter the other party. However, the four women in white did not move at all, still quietly playing the piano and flute, leisurely and light, and seemed to be very intoxicated in the rhythm.

Seeing that the four women in white were silent, the four of them looked at each other and understood each other's intentions. Immediately after, the four people stepped forward and took the four women in white.

The martial arts cultivation of the four people of Fengyun, Thunder and Lightning is a first-class high strength, and the speed of their shots is also extremely fast. However, the moment their palms pushed past, the bodies of the four women in white floated up slightly, and they avoided it very flexibly.

In the case of not knowing the origin of the other party, it is indeed disadvantageous to make a rash move, so when the four of them come out of the palm, there is room for it. If it weren't for the magic sound control, I'm afraid I wouldn't do it.

The four women in white didn't seem to care about the four of them, relying on their ethereal light skills and profound internal strength, they were still leisurely playing ensemble music.

Seeing that the four women in white still did not react, Remnant Feng opened his palms, and each palm slapped out, like a thousand powers. Qingyun's palm technique is ethereal, and there is hidden strength in the palm swing. The internal force of the thunder is strong, the palms are compact, and the palm blades are extremely powerful, so that the palm technique is like a two-edged double knife, and the blowing leaves are broken. Zidian's body is agile, and his body is soft and circling, as flexible as a snake's body. After dismantling these dozens of tricks, the four women in white were forced to stop playing the ensemble instruments and avoided them.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed, and a folding fan spread out to block the remnant wind. When the wind of the remnant wind touched the folding fan, he already felt that the other party's internal force was equal to his own, perhaps better than himself. The remnant wind hurriedly withdrew his palm and retreated, avoiding himself from being injured by the opponent's internal force. Stabilize his body, and then he can see clearly that the other party is a man in white, with a folding fan, thin eyebrows, handsome and graceful. But seeing that his steps are steady and his breathing is even, his internal force is already unfathomable.

Qingyun and Thunder saw the white-clothed man appear, and waved his palms away. The white-clothed boy didn't accept the offer, but took a few steps back, closed the folding fan, and said with a smile: "The four guardian gods of Wenxuan Pavilion really live up to their reputation. 'The four gods are here, and the god of war sees,' presumably the god of war is already nearby, right?'

"Who is Your Excellency?" A strong wind came, and the shadow flickered, it was Yang Jing. This was followed by the men of the Yunzhuang Society. The white-clothed man looked at Yang Jing carefully, hugged his fist with his folding fan and said: "'God of War' Yang Jing, this momentum is more perfect than I imagined below. ”

The owner of Qiu Zhuang of Yunjiazhuang saw that the other party did not have good intentions, and secretly ordered all the men to prepare for the war, just in case, and then said: "It is the luck of the village to drive to the village at night, if you are to enjoy the face, how about drinking a glass of water and wine in the village?" The man in white bowed slightly, and said: "Thank you for the good intentions of the owner of Qiu Zhuang, I have only admired the name of the god of war for a long time, and I have always wanted to visit and visit, and I have no other chance, I am fortunate to witness the dignity of the god of war today, and I have no regrets in this life." ”

Yang Jing secretly used his internal strength in his palm, and said contemplatively: "Your Excellency's words, Yang Jing dare not take it. Your Excellency did not report your name, so you must have come to seek revenge and provoke. "Because the Xixia Demon Palace and Wenxuan Pavilion fought several times, they formed a lot of grudges, and the conspiracy of the Demon Palace was broken that night, so as to seek revenge, which is also the best explanation.

The white-clothed man withdrew his hand and waved it away, and said: "There is absolutely no intention of provocation below, and with so many of you, ten of you can't resist it." Interrupt tonight just to meet the legendary god of war. Now that I have seen it, I am comforted by it. Disturbing Guizhuang late at night, I really don't want to go, the servants nagged the heroes, and I will pay a loss here. There are many presumptuous places tonight, and I hope that Haihan. This will not bother the heroes Yaxing, and I will say goodbye below. ”

The man in white led the four white-clothed women to turn around and was about to leave, when the man surnamed Lu shouted: "Your Excellency will come and leave when you say this, isn't it too unreasonable to take Wenxuan Pavilion seriously?"

The man in white turned around and smiled: "What? Do the heroes of Wenxuan Pavilion want to bully more and less?" The man in white spoke very politely in front of him, but the last sentence seemed to be mocking. Yang Jing drank the man surnamed Lu, smiled at the man in white, blurted out the word "please", and went with them.

The white-clothed man also smiled slightly, and said, "The mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period in the future, haha!" After speaking, he disappeared into the night.

A man said: "This person is so strange, and he speaks very politely...... The man surnamed Lu glanced at the man and said: "He said that our Wenxuan Pavilion is bullying more and less, doesn't this understand the irony, and he is polite." The man didn't follow: "You were rude to others first, but blamed others." The man surnamed Lu widened his eyes and said hurriedly: "They may be people from the Demon Palace, and they are polite to them, but it seems that my Great Song is weak." The man asked, "How do you know that they are from the Demon Palace?" The man surnamed Lu asked, "How do you know that they are not?"

The two argued, and the owner of Qiu Zhuang smiled: "Don't argue with the two brothers. As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Jing and asked, "Lord, what do you think?" Yang Jing pondered for a while and said: "Whether the person who comes is from the Demon Palace or not, but his intention is not good, all the brothers should be careful in the future." In addition, Yunjiazhuang has been exposed and can no longer be used as the main altar of the Yunzhuang Society, and must be replaced. All the men nodded, understanding what Yang Jing meant.

This night, Yang Jing didn't sleep well, tossing and turning, who was the white-clothed boy he saw in Sifu? If it was Mr. Dugu who delivered the letter, why did he use magic sound waves to force him, if it was a person from the Xixia Demon Palace, could it be to spy on the truth and reality? But it was not like that.

The next day, Yang Jing instructed Guo Mingdao: "You go to Luoyang to reconcile with the Tang Long Brotherhood first, go to Xixia, secretly check the reality of the Demon Palace, remember not to reveal your identity, and when you come back, you can go to Wojian Peak to pay respects, and then report the specific situation to me." Guo Ming ordered: "Yes." And he straddled his horse and galloped away.

Yang Jing said to the men of the Yunzhuang congregation: "Brothers, Yang Jing is leaving, and in the future, the Bianjing area will rely on the brothers." After saying that, he bowed deeply. The men clasped their fists and said: "Please rest assured, Bianjing is the capital of my Great Song Dynasty, and it is incumbent on me to protect Bianjing." Wen Cheng Wude, proclaimed his name all over the world!" patted his chest as he spoke, and a wave of pride arose. Yang Jing was deeply comforted, and said: "Take care, brothers!" All the men bowed together: "Take care, lord!"

Yang Jing stepped on the horse, said goodbye to the brothers again, pulled the reins, and led the four of them to say goodbye to the Yunzhuang Society, and went to the Jiangnan Wenxuan Pavilion.