The long knife shattered, making everyone present think that he would be as strong as the old black ghost just now, and he committed suicide by swinging the knife, obviously, they were all wrong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old white ghost flatly denied: "Hmph, I didn't lose, the two of us can only be counted as a winner in this game, you should know it in your heart, right?"

The scholar coughed and asked rhetorically, "No wins?"

The old white ghost said: "Yes."

The little girl in the back was not angry, and pointed at the old white ghost with her little finger and scolded: "You are so shameless, the long knife in your hand is broken, and you have a hard mouth, saying that you are not defeated, and that black uncle is much stronger than you just now."

Because of the mask, everyone couldn't see the expression on the face of the old white ghost.

The scholar stretched out his hand to protect the little girl and said, "It's okay, even if it's a draw, it's reasonable." What he said was easy, but in fact, it was just the last fight, and he felt that he couldn't dissolve the crack.

Thinking about it, he threw the folding fan out to confuse his vision, and then secretly attacked the white old ghost with the hot and cold breath synthesized by the magic of water and fire.

The strange hot and cold qi happened to be on par with the sword qi, but the scholar was inferior in skill, and when the power of the splitting air slash reached the time, it could not be suppressed, and the two evil skills squeezed his energy clean, so that he could be equal on the surface, but the scholar was shocked by the aftermath of the sword qi and suffered internal injuries.

At this moment, he forcibly swallowed back the blood that poured into his mouth, pretending to be nothing, and similarly, the white old ghost was also shocked by the scholar's hot and cold anger, and did not dare to call for war again.

This game was said to be a dead end by two guys with ghosts!

An old friend of more than ten years, he knows very well the temper of the scholar who does not admit defeat, if it is really a draw, he will continue to call the battle until the two sides judge the superiority.

Now that he said that the two sides will not win or lose, they will definitely not be able to fight again!

Knowing that his heart moved, he said: "It's better like this, how about this is a tie, Dongfang Shaoxia, didn't you say that you will have a strong hand to fight? Tell him to come out and find face for you." ”

He wanted to ridicule the old white ghost in his heart, but he was afraid that he would call the scholar again, so he had to lead to the next one, anyway, the so-called master may not exist.

How do you know that Dongfang Wuwu sighed: "Alas, for the sake of my family's face, I have to ask him to appear." ”

With that, he took out a whistle-like object from his bosom and blew it out, making a sharp whistling sound.

"Ghost Senior, you can show up, this time I owe you a favor. ”

As soon as the old white ghost's words fell, everyone saw a puff of smoke drifting in front of them, and a black-clothed masked man fell from the sky silently.

This ghost shadow is also like the two old men who suddenly appeared in front of him, with a mask on his face, the difference is that the first two are wearing a mask of impermanence, and the ghost shadow is wearing a ghost king mask.

The appearance of the ghost shadow amazed everyone present, some were amazed at the martial arts of the ghost, and some were amazed at the power of the Dongfang family.

When the ghost appeared, he thought of the strange black-clothed people he met in the Land Temple, did they have any connection?

During my trip to the Western Regions, I always felt that the stagnant waters of Wulin were getting more and more muddy, and more and more people were implicated.

The ghost looked at Dongfang Wuwu for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "Boy, your favor is not worth the old man's shot"?

Dongfang Wuwujun's face flushed, and he groaned for a moment before he said: "Ghost Shadow Senior, count me as a favor."

"The favor of the Oriental Family is okay, but can you represent the Oriental Family?" asked the ghost in disbelief.

"The younger generation is ordered by the head of the Oriental family to go out to walk the rivers and lakes, and naturally they can represent the Oriental family," Dongfang Wuwu said stubbornly.

When he left, the head of the Dongfang family explained that there were some things he could call the shots, in other words, to agree to the request of the ghost-faced old man tonight, he needed the consent of the head of the family.

But for the sake of his own face and what he had already said, Dongfang Wuwu went out, in fact, in his heart, he was still relatively calm, because he said at the beginning that some things can be promised, but it does not mean that this matter cannot be promised.

"In that case, the old man will help you once."

"Thank you seniors".

Their dialogue made everyone understand one thing, another mysterious gang has risen on the rivers and lakes, and their appearance is not known to the rivers and lakes, whether it is good or bad? Perhaps the rivers and lakes, which have been quiet for 50 years, will usher in a new bloody storm.

Several children of the family were looking at each other, tonight, Dongfang Wuwu and Dongfang family gave them a great shock, and they all secretly decided in their hearts to pass on what happened tonight to their families as soon as possible.

Dugu can't be the same, I thought that the Dugu family has been dominant in the Western Regions martial arts for thousands of years, except for the Sanssouci Valley can compete, there is no Jianghu force that can shake the hegemony of the Dugu family in the Western Regions, but I didn't expect to be so fooled by him, pulling out a mysterious gang with a mask and acting weirdly, Dugu couldn't have a faint bad feeling in his heart, and felt that this mysterious gang was specifically for their family.

Dongfang Wuwu naturally knows the consequences of such a move, but he doesn't care about it, in his words, the Dongfang family has been silent for too many years, it's time for people to know his strength, and tonight is the time for the Dongfang family to rise again.

The ghost figure stood straight to the side, his right hand holding the long knife behind his back, waiting for the battle to begin.

The scholar has a wide range of knowledge, and he can conclude that his light skills are not under him by the ghost's falling figure, not to mention other sophistry and unpredictable secret techniques, he is afraid that Lin Tianqi will lose, so he whispered: "Tianqi, the old ghost's martial arts are amazing, if you can't beat it, don't force it." ”

Seeing the scholar's worries, he whispered to him: "It's really not good, let's just admit defeat in this battle, you and I are in a battle, one win and one draw, even if this third game is a draw, it is also a draw."

No regrets did not speak, but patted Lin Tianqi's shoulder with his hand.

Lin Tianqi saw it and whispered to the scholar, knowing that the two of them thought that they had no chance of winning, and they were worried about themselves, but they had to send the arrow, otherwise they would lose the power of the martial artist.

Moreover, after he learned about the scholar, he was quite interested, thinking that even if he was defeated, he could escape safely.

Playing with a master, the gain must be great, for Lin Tianqi, who is eager to improve his martial arts, this is a rare opportunity, he doesn't want to miss it.

He drew his long sword, smiled at the two scholars, and was about to step forward to call for battle, when he suddenly saw a person volleying down in front of him.

He saw that the man was wearing an old green cedar, his hair was gray and messy, and his body was slightly hunched back, which looked like a trivial feeling.