After the emperor finished speaking, he didn't wait for everyone to react, he got up and signaled to Xiao Er, leaving a silver ingot.

Turning to Fengbo, he sneered, "Please!"

The storm was evil, and he knew that this was indeed not the place to compete, so he said, "Happy!"

Soon, the two of them went from the window to a clearing at the back of the building, and started to move.

At this time, the diners upstairs didn't care about continuing to brag and drink, and they all gathered around the window and looked at the two people below.

The turmoil is vicious and aggressive, and at this time, he is young and vigorous, and immediately roared angrily, his whole body was really angry, and he took a step forward and attacked Huangfu Yan in the chest with a punch.

Huang Fu smiled playfully, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and turned sideways to avoid the blow.

Seeing that he didn't draw his sword, he felt a little tired in his heart, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, you can't get a sword yet!"

As he spoke, he saw a compelling cold light flash in his eyes, and his feet scurried, instantly intercepting three steps in front of Huangfu's body, and slapped it with one palm.

"Boom!"

A broken door standing in the corner of the wall was swept away by the strength of the aftermath, and it was actually overturned, and the diners on the second floor saw it and applauded.

Huang Fu Yan flicked his right arm, and the black cloth package behind him directly hit the palm force of the wind and waves, and with the force under his feet, he took two steps back.

As soon as the package collided with the qi, the black cloth on it was shattered by the force of the palm and flew to the ground. In this way, the ancient sword was knocked into the position of the emperor's death.

Huangfu Yan stretched out his hand to regain the ancient sword, took three steps back with the sword, and laughed: "Come again!"

The two evil moves of the storm failed to force him to draw his sword, his face turned red, his feet swept to the ground, and suddenly slammed to the ground, jumping towards the emperor's death, his fists and palms touched, and the mad demon danced wildly.

"Dog bites Lu Dongbin!" The storm roared viciously, and his fists and feet had already hit the emperor's death.

Burst!

Huangfu Yan was interested in understanding his own strength, and he was not in a hurry to make a sword. Blocked a punch with the scabbard, and slapped his right hand against Feng Bo viciously.

As if he had been hit by a heavy object, Huangfu was secretly shocked, his body flew back upside down, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.

"Careless!"

At this time, his face turned red, and he tried his best to activate the Xuanwu True Qi and repair his internal injuries.

Although he was only a second-rate peak martial artist later, he was full of martial arts. Huangfu Zhenqi is of high quality, but in terms of strong internal strength, it is only about second-rate, and he is not good at hand-to-hand combat, so he suffered a loss.

At this time, the turmoil was evil, and he had just broken through to the second-rate realm, and after three moves, the breath on his body was already faintly fluctuating. Seeing the young man vomiting blood, he was also annoyed in his heart, he had planned to keep his hand secretly, but Huangfu Yan refused to use his sword for a long time, which made him angry. Although he looked soft in his heart, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Your martial arts are too poor, let's see how your swordsmanship is!"

Huangfu Jian raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: ", it's just a little stronger than me, so let you see the master's swordsmanship!"

As he spoke, he flashed his blue light and unsheathed his sword.

Huangfu's long sword trembled, and a move "Heaven is like a dome" was used at will, followed by another move "White Mist", in order not to attract the attention of others, he mixed two moves and handed them to the storm.

The storm was quickly encircled in the sword light, not only was he not in a hurry, but he laughed, his whole body was shocked, and he attacked like a madman.

"The sky is like a dome" and "the white fog is boundless", both of which are nine voids and one reality, and the middle palace goes straight to pound its henchmen.

The storm seems to be attacking indiscriminately, but this trick "dog bites Lu Dongbin" is actually hidden and mysterious, corresponding to the gossip of the Nine Palaces, palms, fists and feet, and soon brought the sword move over, and the residual momentum was unabated, and it struck at Huangfu.

Huang Fu Yan knew that ordinary sword moves were just fists and embroidered legs, and he couldn't compete with the Murong family's exercises, and he didn't care when he saw the storm breaking through the sword light. The true qi in the body operates according to the first type of mental method, the sword moves in the hand become fast, the sword light is distorted, it seems to be slow and fast, like up and down, like a nightmare, so that people can't tell which point the other party wants to attack, and when the storm and evil fists and feet attack the body, a sword stabs at the opponent's henchman.

The storm was shocked, and he hurriedly accepted it.

The emperor was so unforgiving, but he met him with a kick and kicked him away.

The visitors upstairs were shocked and applauded.

Hearing the crowd's discussions, his face turned red for a while, and he was about to leave in shame and anger. Just then, a blinding light stopped him.

Sure enough, it is a good sword, and the heart of the evil snooping is immortal, and I can't help but take a few more looks.

Qingluan sword body blue light flowing, under the sun, there is actually a layer of dazzling green light, it looks more noble and mysterious, above the long sword, the edge is exposed, and it is a noble and extraordinary divine sword, and a touch of greed flashed again in the evil eyes, if this sword is seen by the prince, it will not be able to take a step!

"That's right, Childe!" suddenly moved in the nausea of the turmoil, what he couldn't get, couldn't Childe take it.

Huang Fu was experiencing the gains and losses of the competition just now, and naturally he didn't see this greed of the turmoil, so that there were endless troubles in the future.

After a lifetime of turmoil, he made up his mind to leave the young man in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's a hero who is a teenager, and I don't know the young man's surname?"

"Uh! The emperor is dead, an unknown person. The emperor woke up from his realization, and he didn't know what this stunned thing was going to do.

"Thank you Huangfu Gongzi for today's guidance, I hit it off at first sight with Shaoxia, why don't you follow me to the village for a few days?"

There are very few surnames of Huangfu, and here in Jiangnan, the head of the Huijian Sect is the surname of Huangfu. Before the Yizi Hui Sword Gate was destroyed, it was not put in his eyes, not to mention that it had been destroyed at this time. Even though he is a nobody, the Murong family will not care about whether this person lives or dies.

Among the high-rollers watching the battle upstairs, the loose cultivators who had some understanding also expressed their gratitude to the two of them at this time.

Huang Fu Yan didn't think much about it, and after a few polite words, he responded.

The two of them rode south, riding on a smooth road, and had galloped out more than ten miles away in a moment.

The fields on the plains are barren, and the wheat fields are overgrown with thorns and weeds.

Soon, they came to a very large manor.

Far away, the three silver hook iron characters of "Xuanshuangzhuang" have come into view.

Dismounted in front of the door, the storm took the emperor into the manor.

The entrance is a zigzag verandah, the bluestone under the steps is spread into a road, along the way, the houses of three or three twos, the villagers who enter and exit, are simple and elegant.

It can be seen that these Zhuang Keju are masters of martial arts.

The emperor is secretly compared, it should be third-rate and the like.

Like the other three major manors of the Murong family, these people are incognito, and they are all the strength that the Murong family has accumulated over the years.

In the depths of the manor, the lofty pavilion is towering, and the floors are high. Lin Gong hugged and replied.

The green pine brushes the eaves, the jade fence is built around, and after the heavy building, it is a deep cliff.

Seeing that Huangfu was shocked, he was very proud in the turmoil, and soon took him to a unique attic.

After arranging for his subordinates to receive the emperor's death, the storm couldn't wait to return to his house.

After a while, a flying pigeon fluttered away and flew towards Gusu.