Soon, everyone saw Huangfu's calm face, and the murderous aura penetrated through the canopy, slowly approaching. I couldn't help but sweat coldly, and my soul was overflowing.

In fact, most of these people are just a rabble, and they can't even talk about the qualifications to participate in the tower heart gathering. Putting aside the idea of plotting to seize the secret record, they really didn't dare to try this kind of behavior of Tai Sui's head breaking ground.

All of a sudden, the idea of getting out suddenly arose. The emperor has been deceived to a place that is not as good as everyone else.

After a short period of pranayama by the three saints of wind, rain and thunder, they staggered away with each other's arms, and they didn't even care about leaving behind a cruel word.

Huangfu Yan is not a ruthless and vicious person after all, he glanced at a few corpses in the distance, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, and the anger he had before dissipated a little.

"Although these people are to blame, they are all living lives. ”

Just as he was about to explain the truth of the matter again, he heard a rough voice from above from a distance: "At a young age, you should be killed so ruthlessly!"

Everyone looked up and saw an old man in black with white hair in the shape of a tower, falling from mid-air. Before it landed, the palms continued to accumulate strength, as if the Buddha was angry, and pressed down on the top of the emperor's head.

The emperor was stunned, suddenly gathered all his strength, flipped his palms, and struck upward.

After a violent earthquake, the entire body of the person who came floated more than three feet and fell in front of everyone.

Huangfu's body suddenly shortened, and his feet had sunk into the ground.

Both of them looked different.

Several shocking voices came from around:

"It's the Iron Arhat Boss!"

"Why is it that even the old guy Yu Mosheng is here......"

......

Huang Fu Yan stared at each other coldly for a moment. I already know his origin from the mouths of the people. "Iron Arhat" Yu Mosheng, the former chief scoop of the green forest of the Southern Sixth Road (Huainan, Jiangnan, Jinghu South, Jinghu North, Liangzhejiang, Fujian Sixth Road).

"The surname is Huangfu. Who are you Huangfu Dingguo?" Yu Mosheng stared at him for a long time, and suddenly asked.

The emperor was stunned for a moment. I felt that this name was a little familiar, and it took a long time before I said, "It's my grandfather?!"

"It turns out that the people of the Yizi Hui Sword Sect are not dead, and that old guy is in the spirit of the sky, which can be regarded as comforting a lot......" Yu Mosheng seemed to remember the old days, and smiled with his old heart.

The emperor didn't know whether the other party was friend or foe, and he was on guard.

"Leave the cheats, apologize to the old man's people, and let you go!" the old man said domineeringly.

"Haha......" Huang Fu Yan laughed wildly.

"What are you laughing at, for the sake of the old ghost of Huangfu who has been dead for many years. That's why the old man let you go......"

"Phew, Tian is shameless! Again, the Qiankun Secret Record has already been taken away by a gray-robed masked man, if you don't believe it, you can find the beggar gang leader Qiao to confirm it. If you want to find trouble with Miss Dianjing and the others, you can let the horse come, and my Emperor Fu will accompany me to the end!" Huang Fu said loudly, angry.

Yu Mosheng has been in seclusion for many years, and he thinks that he is a rare master in the world. At this time, he was so underestimated by the emperor, he was immediately furious, and snorted coldly: "I don't know how many layers of swordsmanship you have learned, and let the old man guide me!"

He was competitive in his youth. I have fought with the masters of various factions in the south, but in private, I don't have much friendship with Huangfu Dingguo. Although he was not the first in Southern Martial Arts back then, all these years have passed. The masters of his generation have long been boiled to death by him, and he thinks he is invincible.

The emperor didn't say a word. When the two of them met with blades in their hands, their wrists flipped slightly. Sneered and stabbed out two swords, pointing at Yu Mosheng's hands and wrists.

This move is very abrupt.

When Yu Mosheng saw it, he was shocked in his heart, and the blade slashed against the face of the emperor's death. Almost at the same time, the tip of Huangfu Yan's sword had already touched his skin, and a piercing chill arose from the bottom of his heart, and he immediately retreated a few steps and said angrily: "Sure enough, there are some abilities, and they can't be underestimated." ”

At the moment, he no longer dared to be careless, and the sharp knife technique attacked one after another, and the moves were all directed at the wrist or armpit weakness of the emperor.

Huangfu screamed, and the Qingluan sword stabbed obliquely, as if there were thousands of catties, and every step under his feet left a mark more than three inches deep on the rocky ground.

The cold light flickered, and a few soft sounds were sneered, and the sky was like a dome", "the white fog was boundless", and "the jade belt around the waist" was used continuously. Qianmo is vertical and horizontal, and a "well" sword network is born out of thin air.

Zhou Gong Ji Dan is an important implementer of the "well field system", and the swordsmanship of Huang Fu Yan who drew the word "well" is the sword intent of Zhou Gongjian.

Yu Mosheng was terrified, only to feel that the blade in his hand was swirled and contracted by two criss-crossing forces, gradually pulling ......

With a low roar, he immediately stood still, shaking slightly in the sword momentum of the emperor with both hands, and endless internal force poured out of his palm and seeped outward.

But it was he who knew that he was inferior to Huangfu in the speed and mystery of his moves, and he wanted to use his own strong internal strength to deter the other party. This kind of internal force test is very tricky, and if you slack off a little, you will be dead on the ground.

Huang Fu Yan found out that this old guy actually began to test his internal strength with himself, and secretly said: "It's really self-inflicted!"

As soon as the thought was finished, I saw that he mentioned the true qi in his body, and the sword light was great.

The swords struck each other, the sound in the air was deafening, Yu Mosheng only felt that the opponent's light long sword was like a heavy soldier, and he couldn't help but feel a suffocation in his chest, unable to resist, and immediately took advantage of the momentum to jump out diagonally, avoiding the edge.

Forcibly suppressing a mouthful of blood, Yu Mosheng felt something wrong in his hand, and when he looked at it, he saw a crack as thin as a hair appeared on the back of the knife.

"This ......" Yu Mosheng's heart was full of pain, and his eyes immediately turned scarlet.

The snow knife in his hand is called "Turtle Spirit", which is an ancestral treasure. It is made of jade, refined iron and the bones of the East China Sea. Although it is not long, it is extremely sharp. He has fought many times against masters from all walks of life, black and white, and has relied on the advantages of the blade to make a big show. How do you think that now it is actually destroyed by the emperor's death.

The Emperor's sword continued to swing unabated, and Yu Mosheng was in a panic, and the blade in his hand had been cut off. Seeing that he was a handful of years old, the emperor didn't take his life, and the blade of the sword flew over his head, breaking his bun, and his long hair was immediately draped......

The surrounding green forest heroes shouted one after another, jumped forward and called, and surrounded the emperor's death, lest he kill the old boss.

"Okay, okay...... The future is terrifying......" Yu Mosheng couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, said with a dejected face, and said two good words in a row. (To be continued.) )