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Two days later, the news of the sword spectrum to ward off evil spread that Tang Yingyu of the Songshan faction was killed, and all the people in one of his villages were buried together. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Whether he killed the people in the village, or the hands of the people who took away his sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, it became an unsolved case, causing countless suspicions in the world.

Yue Buqun and Dingyi Shi knew too much about the matter, but they would not stand up and say more, Tang Yingyu's death would definitely provoke the anger of the Songshan faction, if Zuo Lengchan knew that they went to chase Tang Yingju that night, they would definitely be angry, and maybe, there would be a secret revenge.

After another day, a shocking news came, and the evil sword spectrum finally fell into the hands of Master Fang Zheng of the Shaolin Sect, which was sealed and kept by Master Fang Zheng.

As for why the evil sword spectrum fell into the hands of Master Fang Zheng, no one knew, and they couldn't help but guess that it must be the Shaolin faction that secretly sent someone to seize it, and their hearts were ashamed of Shaolin's fake Qinggao.

Master Fang Zheng had an extraordinary mind, ignored it, and did not come out to refute the rumors, Jiang Nanyun, the leader of the Qingping Gang, stood up and declared to the outside world that the sword score was handed over to Master Fang Zheng by her master's order.

Luoyang City in the Immortal Building

The sun is high in the middle, the sun is scorching, and everything is wilted, and people are huddled in the shade, not accepting the test of the sun.

In the fairy building, people shouted and shouted, disturbed one after another, the excitement was very, the whole restaurant was full, the big array outside the city was withdrawn, people had nowhere to go, and they all poured into the city.

Because Xiao Yuesheng often comes over, Qi Xianlou's popularity has exploded, and it is rare for ordinary people to see such a top master as a sword, and it is an attractive thing to have the opportunity to take a closer look.

On the second floor is the private seat, between the wine tables are quite spacious, not like the first floor like the table next to the table, and the wine table is also placed in the empty space, it is very pleasant, the fragrance of flowers is wafting, and the air is wafting with the fragrance of wine and vegetables, which makes people have a great appetite.

Although it is a private seat, it is also quite lively, and there are many discussions between each other, each with burning eyes and excitement.

The sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits was finally born, for the people in the martial arts, a golden avenue was slowly rolled out, close at hand, just look at everyone's luck and chance, once you get the sword spectrum, the carp jumps the dragon gate.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Gang Master Jiang said that she personally sent the sword spectrum to Master Fang Zheng in person, is her words credible?" an old man with a clear face stood up and asked in a loud voice.

This person was wearing a linen garment, with a thick bun on his head, and he looked like an old farmer, but his eyes were clear, and his gaze was like electricity, which was terrifying.

This old man, who is quite famous in the martial arts, is known as Hanjiang Diaosuo, surnamed Li is a drunkard, and everyone is called a drunkard.

His surname is indifferent, although he is strong in martial arts, but he is not good at fame and fortune, and his favorite thing is to catch up with the excitement, and he can be seen whenever there is a big event.

"Drunkard, according to me, since Gang Leader Jiang said so, he should not be wrong!" A burly and handsome young man nodded, and after speaking, he was very white, quite heroic.

"Hehe, Song Shaoxia, Gang Leader Jiang is so glamorous, his words are natural and credible!" a joking voice came slowly.

"Senior Zhang, don't talk nonsense!" the young man surnamed Song hurriedly waved his hand, and his heroic face was dyed with a hint of red.

"Hehe......" People smile heartily, fair lady, gentleman, such a peerless beauty as Jiang Nanyun, the men naturally can't move their feet.

"Brother Zhang, then you say, is there something untrue about what the Jiang Gang Master said?" asked Li Zuineng with a smile.

The old man surnamed Zhang had sharp-beaked monkey gills, small eyes squinted slightly, turning non-stop, flashing with fine light, there was no more meat on his body, dry and lean.

He scratched the back of his head and grinned, like a nimble monkey.

But no one around him laughed at him, this old man surnamed Zhang, named Zhang Jizhu, what he learned is an authentic monkey boxing, it looks like a sharp-beaked monkey gills, the appearance is not amazing, once the monkey boxing is deployed, it is a headache, no one dares to provoke.

"Hehe, I don't dare to say that!" Old Man Zhang scratched his head and grinned: "If the Jiang Gang Master hears it, won't you dismantle my old bones?!"

People laughed and savored their words, but they also felt that there was some truth, and they were all silent because of this, and they did not dare to comment more.

Jiang Nanyun, the leader of the Qingping Gang, is not a good person, he smiles like a flower, captivates the country and the city, is ruthless, and has superb martial arts.

She has always called herself a little woman, with a small belly and chicken intestines, don't provoke, otherwise, she will be revenged and entangled.

What she said she did was what she said, which can be described as consistent with her words and deeds, which is awe-inspiring.

Even those disciples of famous sects did not dare to provoke her easily, and no matter how high her own martial arts are, no one has been invincible so far, and the master behind her is shocked, and he is a towering existence.

Li Zuiweng just came, this time because he was too far away, he heard the excitement, and when he rushed over, he happened to be born to ward off evil spirits, and he didn't understand much about the majesty of Jiangnan Yun.

According to the old man, her words should not be fully believed. Li drunken Weng stroked a few locks of sparse beard and said slowly.

"Why did the drunkard say this?" Zhang Jizhu, an old man who was proficient in monkey boxing, hurriedly asked, scratching the back of his head with a serious expression.

Li Zuinweng perked up, glanced at the people who slowly gathered around his table, slowly reasoned, stroked his beard, and coughed lightly: "The evil sword spectrum was personally sent to Master Fang Zheng by her, and it was on the order of her master, so doesn't that mean that the evil sword spectrum finally fell into Xiao Yihan's hands?"

"Xiao Yihan's martial arts are superb, and he finally won the sword spectrum, as expected. Someone spoke.

Li Zuweng shook his head and waved his hand: "Otherwise, otherwise!"

"Drunkard, please excuse me!" someone next to him held a pot to help him pour wine, urging.

"The sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits was originally taken out by Xiao Yihan, if he wants to take it, he doesn't have to release it!" Li Zuineng stroked his sparse beard, looked solemn, and said slowly: "Besides, Tang Yingyu was finally killed, and the sword spectrum was taken away, could it be that Xiao Yihan did it?"

"Well, with Xiao Yihan's martial arts, even if it is known that he took away the sword spectrum, he will not kill people, presumably, it was done by others. One nodded in agreement.

"Although Xiao Yihan is ruthless, he rarely hurts his surname, and he will not do such evil things, looking at his methods, it seems that the people of the Demon Sect did it!" another person said slowly.

There was a sudden silence around, people's faces were different, but they were silent, people look at me, I look at you, all have scruples.

"Don't be afraid, the cubs of the Demon Sect don't dare to come to Luoyang City!" the man waved his hand and grinned.

People smiled, but they were all barely squeezed out of the laughter, the people of the Demon Sect were secretive, vicious, and often unexpected, thinking that they would not come, maybe, they were just around.

Over the years, the throne of the world's number one master is not the master of the Shaolin faction, nor the head of the Wudang faction, but the leader of the Moon God Sect - Dongfang Undefeated.

The number one master in the world is the leader of the Demon Sect, in this way, the momentum of the Demon Sect is rampant, the righteous path is weak, and the undefeated East seems to be hidden.

The surroundings were quiet, people turned their heads, quietly looked around, and didn't hear any other sounds, so they breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that there would be a loud sound and a demon sect person jumped out, which was a big deal.

"According to the old man, maybe it was really the hands of the people of the Demon Sect, but Xiao Yihan made a profit and snatched back the evil sword spectrum from the hands of others. Li drunken Weng stroked his sparse beard and said slowly, solemnly.

People looked down in thought.

"Well, if it is said that Xiao Yihan killed Tang Yingyu, I believe it, but if it is said that he killed people from a village, I don't believe it!" Zhang Jizhu scratched the back of his head and nodded.

"Xiao Yihan's trick is extremely clever, and it was sent to the Shaolin faction, see who dares to grab it!" One of them opened his mouth and snorted in a deep voice, his tone slightly dissatisfied.

"This trick is really wonderful!" Li Drunken picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yihan is really Xiao Yihan, and his actions are good!"

"It's good for him, he will kill the people of the world from getting the heart of the evil sword spectrum!" one of the middle-aged swordsmen snorted coldly, a cold light flashing in his eyes, obviously very dissatisfied.

Everyone glanced at him and saw that he was ambitious, and he was trying to make a name for himself, but his reputation was not obvious, and he was obviously depressed, and he was determined to win the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits.

"Xiao Yihan is so generous, it's better to give it to Lao Tzu!" A rough voice sounded, and people turned their heads to look, but it was a big man with a bare chest and exposed breasts.

The Han hair on his chest is thick and dense, his face is full of beard, his temperament is bold, his voice is like a bell, and his finger joints are thick, he seems to be a master of external skills.

"Lu Dahai, Sensei has a sweet dream, such a beautiful thing, which round will get you?!" another rough voice sounded.

But it was a person sitting opposite him, with a square face of Chinese characters, his face was like black charcoal, and between his words, his snow-white teeth were exposed, his skin was dark, and his teeth were more and more snow-white, and the sun was shining, and he had a handsome bearing.

"Sun Chengli, how do you know that it won't be Lao Tzu's turn?!" Lu Dahai slapped the table, stood up, glared angrily, and shouted loudly.

"You don't have that life!" Sun Chengli smiled as soon as his snow-white teeth were exposed.

"Then you have this good life?!" Lu Dahai bowed down and glared at him angrily, shouting loudly.

Sun Chengli played calmly, picked up the big bowl slowly, took a sip, put down the bowl and smiled: "Hehe, I won't dream in vain!"

"You're looking for death!" Lu Dahai pushed away the chair, strode forward, and rushed towards Sun Chengli, angry, rolling his arms and sleeves as he walked.

"Wait!" rang out like a brass bell, buzzing in everyone's ears.

They turned their heads and saw that it was the extremely thin Zhang Jizhu who made such a loud noise.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Lu Dahai glared at him fiercely, and Zhang Jizhu smiled: "If you want to fight, just fight, as long as you are not afraid of Xiao Yihan." ”

Although Lu Dahai was rude, he was not stupid, he put down his hand and asked in a snort: "I cleaned up Sun Chengli, what happened to Guan Xiao Yihan?!"

"In the Immortal Building, no force is allowed!" Zhang Jizhu stroked a few beards under his chin, and said with a smile: "When you came in, you didn't see the inscription on the plaque?!"

"Lao Tzu is illiterate!" Lu Dahai's face became even more angry and glared at him fiercely.

In Lu Dahai's eyes, this little old man is thin and doesn't chirp, and he can be stunned with a slap, but he doesn't put it in his eyes, and his tone is not good.

"I see...... Zhang Jizhu was not angry, just grinned and said slowly: "This is Xiao Yihan's own handwriting, if you do it, you won't give Xiao Yihan face......"

"Damn, he's so lenient!" Lu Dahai scolded hatefully, glared at Sun Chengli, stomped his foot violently, turned around and walked back, and sat back in the chair with a force, pressing the chair to squeak, and sulking to himself.

"Haha, haha......" Sun Chengli looked up to the sky and laughed, shaking his head: "Lu Dahai, Lu Dahai, aren't you unexpected, aren't you afraid of anyone, how did you become honest today?!"

Seeing him so provocative, people can't help but despise it, it is obvious that this is a trick to kill people with a knife, which seems too petty.

"Damn, if there is a kind, don't leave the restaurant!" Lu Dahai roared, his eyes were furious, his beard was open, and the power was terrifying.

Sun Chengli didn't care, he dared to take the initiative to provoke, he would not be afraid of Lu Dahai, but he didn't dare to use it when he saw him so powerful, and his heart was extremely happy.

This farce ended quickly, Lu Dahai sat there, a big bowl of wine after a big bowl of wine, poured non-stop, and soon fell drunk on the table.

Most of the people here poured in from outside Luoyang City, and when they entered the Qixian Building for the first time, they didn't know this rule and would not look at the inscription on the plaque of the restaurant.

They inquired one after another, why Xiao Yihan actually wrote the inscription in this restaurant, is it possible, what is the intimate relationship?

Zhang Jizhu touched a few mustaches and said proudly, it turned out that Xiao Yihan saw that there were too many martial arts characters in Luoyang City, and battles occurred from time to time, and the entire Luoyang City was in chaos.

At the beginning, he gave a painting at the birthday banquet of the old man Song in Shilipu, Shandong, but as a result, the old man Song took out the words to protect his body, but he was still injured.

Xiao Yihan heard this, and took it upon himself to abolish the provocative person's martial arts, and this anecdote spread in the martial arts, and there were many discussions, attracting a lot of accusations and scolding him for his arrogance.

It's just that, in this way, people are afraid in their hearts, his words are like a talisman, people see it, they all have scruples, if it is in public, they dare not act rashly, so as not to provoke Xiao Yihan's revenge.

Since these words were inscribed in the fairy building, there has been no case of fighting, and it has become a rare pure land in Luoyang City.

"Alas......" Zhang Jizhu sighed, scratched the back of his head, and sighed: "This good scene is finally going to pass!"

"Yes!" Li Zuweng shook his head with pity on his face, stroked his beard and sighed: "Since the sword book has fallen into the hands of Master Fang Zheng, everyone has no choice but to die......"

"Xiao Yihan has done a terrible job!" someone snorted indignantly.

Li Zuineng waved his hand disappreciably: "Xiao Yihan's move can be regarded as having the compassionate heart of the Buddhist family, if not, a bloody storm is inevitable!"

Most people nodded in agreement, the evil sword spectrum is really tempting, the bird dies for food, people die for wealth, the evil sword spectrum is such a top secret, more tempting than money, there is such a huge temptation in front, people are like moths to the fire, knowing the danger, often dying, but also want to fight.

At night, the royal mansion was silent, most of the people of the Huashan faction had already fallen asleep, and only a few lanterns were still lit in the entire royal mansion.

Suddenly, a soft cat meow sounded.

After there was no movement, a cat meow sounded again, and then, a slight "zizi" sound sounded, which was quite strange.

In the blink of an eye, the gate of the royal mansion was gently carved out of a large hole like tofu, about one person high.

In the hazy moonlight, several figures came in through the hole in the gate, bowed down and walked in catwalks, landing silently, as if there was something under their feet.

They were all dressed in black, with their long swords behind their backs, black scarves covering their faces, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, only showing a pair of eyes, their expressions were radiant and bright.

When they entered, the leader gestured, and the rest of the group nodded, and each fell to the ground, his ears to the ground, motionless.

They are lying next to the rockery, or lying in the woods, or lying under the corner, and it is difficult to detect their existence from a distance.

Not long after lying down, several more people flashed in from the hole, and landed silently, like a tanuki gently burrowing in.

As a few people had just entered, they found a place to hide, motionless, and did not rush in.

After the third group entered, there were nearly fifteen or sixteen people in all, and the gate was blocked again, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't have seen that the gate had been opened.

(To be continued)