The graceful man's face stiffened for a while, and finally he snorted lightly, slowed down his complexion, and looked at Qingliu, Du Kefeng, and Xiyun separately in a friendly manner, "Are you friends of my nephew? Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info these two children are not sensible, and they don't know how to bring their friends home when they go to the city. ”

Fu Shan was secretly embarrassed, this "friend" was afraid that he would not be able to climb high, but he owed a great favor to others, and his uncle treated them as my ordinary friends, and he might accidentally offend others.

Qingliu thought that Xiyun's true qi had not yet been resolved, and replied: "We have other important matters, so we won't bother." ”

Du Kefeng had just announced his name, and he had no friendship with Fu Shan's brothers and sisters, and he didn't want to go, so he didn't speak anymore when he heard Qingliu's refusal.

The graceful man smiled lightly: "Do you blame me for being too strict with the two children? These two guys don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they actually ran to provoke Liu today's sword demon, and almost lost their lives." ”

Fu Shan and Fu Qin quietly raised their heads, but they just met the graceful man's questioning gaze, "That's right! Your little friends ran back and told me about you!", as soon as they heard this, the two of them bowed their heads and necks guiltily, not daring to speak.

Qingliu naturally didn't care that he was strict with the two juniors, and he wouldn't be intimidated by his majesty, seeing that he was still polite, he replied with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, we have other arrangements, and it is inconvenient to disturb." ”

A bald-headed majestic man behind the graceful man snorted, suddenly stepped forward, and glared at Qingliu fiercely, "Uncle Meng invites, how many of you don't even give this face?"

The graceful man's face was also a little unbearable, he Meng Jin was definitely the number one person in Hezhou City, and he was polite enough to a few young juniors, and he didn't expect to be rejected.

Fu Shangang was reprimanded, and he didn't want to mention the matter of the Black Wind Thief, but at this time, he was worried about making trouble, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, in fact, the two masters are our ...... rescue"

Qingliu stretched out his hand, intercepted his words, looked back at the strong man fearlessly, and said, "Actually, we met with Fu Gongzi and Miss Fu just by chance on the way. ”

Fu Shan sneered, but he was secretly anxious in his heart, a few people around his uncle seemed to be very powerful, how could he not see that these two masters were enough to compete with Sword Demon Liu today?

Uncle Meng is a shrewd person, he noticed that there seemed to be a hidden secret, and he saw that Qingliu looked calm, and the other little monk and the young scholar also had no fear, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, waved his hand back, signaled the bald man to step back, smiled lightly, and said, "Okay, since that's the case, I have to give up." The shopkeeper, these little friends, but there are consumptions recorded in my name. ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly bowed and nodded, "Yes, yes." "A few vegetarian dishes, you don't need money, don't make a stalemate here.

Qingliu saw that Meng Jin was crazy, and he wanted to say, "No." But seeing Xiyun looking at him, he knew that he had seen through his mind, so he didn't speak.

A tall and thin man appeared at the door of the inn, his body standing straight and straight, his gray and white robe fluttering in the wind, sticking to his body, and his body was even thinner. Although this person's facial features are harmonious and attractive, his face is expressionless and his eyes are indifferent, which makes people a little daunting. He slammed his sword on the threshold three times with both hands, making a "tuk-tuk" sound, and pressed there.

Everyone thought the sound was strange, and they all turned their heads to look, and the shopkeeper beckoned: "Guest officer, please come in." ”

The tall and thin man did not move at his feet, his indifferent gaze passed through the crowd, and shot into Qingliu's eyes like an arrow.

A strange wind swept in from outside the door, and the shopkeeper, Fu Shan and others shivered inexplicably.

The two little novices flashed and appeared beside Du Kefeng, and asked in unison, "Murderous?"

The faces of the six masters around Meng Jin all changed, and they were immediately vigilant, and the bald man whispered in Meng Jin's ear: "Be careful." ”

Meng Jin was secretly surprised, this person's name is Wang Yong, he once studied art in the Iron Fist Club, his boxing skills are extremely clever, and he has always regarded himself very highly, and there was a little jealousy in his tone at this time.

Wang Yong found that the tall and thin man was targeting Qingliu, and couldn't help but glance at Qingliu, revealing a hint of ridicule.

Qingliu frowned and said, "Your Excellency is looking for me?"

"Come out. The tall and thin man opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and deep, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Qingliu said: "What's the matter?"

"Fight to the death. ”

Xiyun was secretly shocked, this person's awe-inspiring killing intent has always remained at a sharp level, and it is not affected by his speech behavior and meaning in the slightest, indicating that his martial arts have reached the realm of wisdom in sending and receiving from the heart.

Meng Jin frowned, thinking that he was the one who paid for them, if he left it alone, he seemed a little uneasy, and laughed loudly: "My friend doesn't seem to be from Hezhou, can you give me Meng Jin a thin face......

The tall and thin man seemed to have only one person in his eyes, ignoring Meng Jin's words, and ignoring everyone around him, slowly drawing his sword out of the sheath, pointing directly at Qingliu, except for hand movements, his body, and even his eyelashes did not tremble at all.

Meng Jin's smile froze, and his whole body was dry, "You ......"

Although Wang Yong didn't want to stand up for Qingliu, but Uncle Meng's face was frustrated, how could he, as a personal bodyguard, sit idly by, and shouted: "Young man, this is Hezhou!" As soon as the words fell, the true qi instantly gathered, and the already majestic body seemed to have grown a little bigger, and the spirit was strong, majestic and solemn, like a tiger entrenched, majestic.

The tall and thin man immediately had a sense, his eyes turned for the first time, and the tip of the sword also pointed at the bald man, "You want to do it with me?" Okay, my name is Jiu Guangyin, what is your name?"

The tip of the opponent's sword was pointed at him, Wang Yong's eyes immediately opened, and he shouted angrily: "Ask more!"

Jiu Guangyun raised his sword with his right arm, but did not move, the fierce fist wind and strong current seemed to have no effect on him, and the tip of the sword did not tremble.

Although Wang Yong is not known for his speed, he is not slow at his feet, and he arrived at the door in the blink of an eye, seeing that the other party was motionless, his moves remained the same, and his strength increased again, and his fist violently pierced the air, bringing up a strong huge force, and slammed out.

Xiyun suddenly exclaimed, "Retreat!"

Meng Jin and the others thought that he had called Jiu Guang to retreat, but they heard Wang Yong let out a shocking scream, and his body rushed away from Jiu Guangyin's side, crashing into the ground like a rolling stone, and slid straight for more than a foot before stopping, and a blood wave came out behind him, dust fluttering, and a thick arm flew farther than him, and fell four or five feet in front of him with a "snap".

Xiyun and Du Kefeng both shouted: "Qingyun Sword Technique." ”

The brilliance of the Qingyun Sword Technique was extremely moving, and the power was also extremely powerful. The tip of the sword that had been going on for a long time seemed to tremble slightly, but in fact, seven consecutive clicks, a strange sword flower completely melted the fist power away. Goodbye Jiu Guangyun's feet moved slightly, his slender arm turned, and the sword light easily cut from Wang Yong's armpit into the bone gap, and a sword broke off one of his great arms, and the blood that flew out jumped over Jiu Guang under his high-speed impact, and not even a little blood foam touched him.

Qingliu also saw it clearly, and his heart was shocked, one was the other party's swordsmanship, and the other was the other party's identity.

None of the rest of the people saw the swordsmanship of the long time, and when they saw Wang Yong's instant defeat and blood flying from his broken arm, they all felt weird and frightened, and their hearts were cold, and Meng Jin hurriedly hid behind several other bodyguards.

Wang Yong is not so bad, but Qingyun's sword skills are exquisite, and he is the best at using ingenuity to deal with this kind of straightforward moves.

The blood from the broken arm was surging wildly, Wang Yong howled miserably, and the severe pain hit his heart, and it was difficult to gather strength to stop the bleeding for himself.

Qingliu strode towards the door, and Meng Jin and the others hurriedly stepped aside.

After a long time, he glanced at Wang Yong on the ground, turned around, and slowly raised his long sword, pointing directly at the clear stream.

Fu Qin was bold, although Wang Yong's screams made her palpitate, she still looked from behind the bodyguard, and her hands were tightly grasping Fu Shan's sleeves, very worried about Qingliu.

The clear stream moves forward freely, and there is no appearance of lifting qi and gathering strength.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes for a long time, and he stood still.

Qingliu glanced at him, walked past him, and gave Wang Yong acupoints to stop bleeding and apply medicine.

Meng Jin and the others were shocked and stunned, just now a drop of blood dripped when the tip of the sword moved in Jiu Guangyin, indicating that Wang Yong was indeed injured by Jiu Guangyin, but why did he not use his sword again at this time? They would not understand that when he cultivated to the realm of Jiu Guangyin, he was the best at using the qi machine, Qingliu had no intention of making a move, and the qi was restrained, and he could not respond to the pressure for a long time, and the power of forcibly attacking was insufficient.

Xiyun walked up a few steps and asked, "Brother Jiu is a member of the Qingyun Sword Sect?"

"Not bad. ”

Meng Jin's face suddenly turned bitter, and he was extremely unlucky, he actually provoked the Qingyun Sword Sect like this.

Xiyun was puzzled: "Why do you want to fight my junior brother Qingliu for life and death?"

"He used to be called Flower Flute. ”

The reputation of "Flower Flute" is too big, Meng Jin and Fu Shan have heard of it, and their faces have changed again, Flower Flute Picking Flower Thief, didn't he say that he was dead?

For a long time, words are like gold, and I don't say a word.

Xiyun guessed that it should be related to the murder of Zhu Lizhen and Zhang Fenhua, but she was clumsy and couldn't talk about it for a long time, so she was stunned.

Qingliu bandaged Wang Yong's right arm and stood up at this time, ignoring the eyes of Meng Jin and the others, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart. It's just a challenge from others, but it is a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect who comes, I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding. Control yourself and said slowly: "A few days ago, Zhu Wen and I of your faction have made it clear about Zhu Lizhen and Zhang Fenhua, is Brother Jiu not aware of this matter, or does 'Huadi' have another grudge with your faction or Brother Jiu?"

When he said "flower flute", he seemed to call a third person, which made Xiyun quite pleased.

"A few days ago?" The indifferent zombie-like guy's eyes suddenly sharpened, "You saw Senior Brother Zhu a few days ago?"

Qingliu saw that he was quite excited, and secretly felt surprised, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

Xiyun replied on his behalf: "It should have been more than ten days ago, in Hepu City. ”

After a long time, he looked at the streams and clouds with eagle-like eyes, and then looked at the clear stream, and the suspicion was obvious, which made the atmosphere more and more solemn.

Du Kefeng suddenly said: "Hello Brother Jiu, is there anything wrong?"

As soon as he looked at Du Kefeng for a long time, he knew that his martial arts were powerful, and he was surprised: "Who are you?"

Du Kefeng clenched his fists, "Under Du Kefeng." ”

After a long time, his eyes suddenly opened, and then he frowned, "I don't know the grass hall Du Kefeng?"

Qingliu's eyes immediately turned to Du Kefeng, the heir of the Holy Land!?

When Meng Jin heard this, he was even more stunned, these guys all had a lot of backgrounds, and looked at Fu Shan reproachfully.

Fu Shan was also confused, how could he know.