Just as Bai Qianhong stepped into Guiling, making the city empty of thousands of people, but some people had no intention of watching this excitement, Confucian disciples in the Yellow Belt disciples Shao Guangqing, Tan Zhi and Liu Bi under the leadership of the whole group left Guiling City in batches, and quietly gathered in the place where Bai Qianhong had to return to the Qin army camp, that is, the grove where Gao Yue bumped into Weizhuang when he entered the city.

When the last group of Confucian disciples led by Shao Guangqing himself also arrived at the assembly point, Liu Bi personally counted the number of people. "Sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three...... Sixty-three?" Liu Bi counted one by one, and when he counted to the last person, his hands couldn't help but tremble, Liu Bi nervously turned around and asked Jiang Zhaotai, "Why are there only sixty-three people?" "Zhaotai, who else haven't arrived there?" "Back to the fifth senior brother's words," Jiang Zhaotai replied, "Just now when we went out of the city, the third senior brother said that he was suddenly a little unwell, and asked me to set off with Yang Anyuan and a few junior disciples. 」

"Wasn't he feeling well in the city just now?" Liu Bi asked in as calm a tone as he could, holding back the anger in his heart. "Hmm. Yang Anyuan nodded and replied, "That's right what the third senior brother said just now. "Where is he unwell? Did the third senior brother say that he must come?" Facing a series of forced questions from Liu Bitie's blushing face, Yang Anyuan was a little flustered, and hurriedly said, "The third senior brother didn't say anything uncomfortable about him, he just told us to go first, saying that he would arrive later. Senior brother doesn't believe it, you asked Zhaotai okay. Jiang Zhaotai saw Liu Bi glaring at him and nodded hurriedly: "Third Senior Brother Fang Cai did say that he would come later. "Good, good. It's really good that he chose this time to be 'uncomfortable'. Liu Bi replied.

Liu Bi rubbed his hands and paced back and forth nervously, and after a few circles, he finally stopped in front of Tan Zhiqi. Liu Bi and Tan Zhi didn't speak, they were all thinking the same thing, "It's good now, if Shao Guangqing doesn't come, the Eight Hundred Sword Formation won't be able to be launched." Without the Eight Hundred Sword Formation, none of the sixty-three brothers here could win Chun Lao by searching alone, and most of them would have to lose their lives. Could it be ...... Didn't you just return in vain?"

"If you go back to the city now, you can naturally save the lives of everyone here. Tan Zhi thought in his heart, "It's just that Tianming should still be at the Chengxi Inn with Gai Nie and the others at this time, and since he is in the same place as Bai Qianhong, of course he can't go and inform him that the plan is canceled. In this way, when Tianming came as promised, he was the only one left to pick up Chun Lao and Bai Qianhong...... This, how can this be done?" Tan Zhi secretly regretted in his heart that he shouldn't have listened to Liu Bi's words, and had agreed to use the Eight Sword Formation to deal with Bai Qianhong early in the morning, but Liu Bi still refused to tell Jing Tianming the truth until this morning.

Talking straight but anxious, Liu Bi is more anxious, talking straight but regretting in his heart, Liu Bi only regrets more in his heart. "Alas, I knew that the third senior brother would be greedy for life and afraid of death, so I tried my best to persuade him. I knew that he would escape from the battle, and Bai Qianhong only brought Chun Lao to come alone, I really shouldn't be greedy for merit and insist on setting up the eight-hundred-sword formation of eighty-eighty-sixty-four people, if I switch to the eight-hundred-sword formation of thirty-six people at this time, I don't know if it's too late?" It turns out that the Confucian eight-hundred-sword formation can be large or small, or a line of eight people, a line of eight columns, or a line of six people, a line of six columns. Previously, Liu Bi was not sure that Bai Qianhong would really bring only one person to come according to the agreement, so he insisted on setting up the eight rows and eight columns of the Eight Hundred Sword Formation, so that even if the four people of the Ghost Valley arrived, as long as Bai Qianhong did not secretly ambush the soldiers and horses, the Confucian side had a ninety percent chance of winning. "Alas, what am I thinking?" Liu Bi shook his head and sighed again in his heart, "Whether it is eight rows and eight columns, or six rows and six columns, there must be three yellow-belted disciples in the formation to push the sword formation, and the power of these eight sword formations can be exerted, if not, why should I beg with the third senior brother in the first place?" Tan Zhi saw that Liu Bi was silent for a long time, and the time dragged by minute by second, so he stomped his foot and said, "Fifth senior brother, you can't hesitate any longer. Scheduled cancellation. You will lead everyone back to the city, and I will inform Tianming. 」

More than ten days of exhaustion came to naught in a blink of an eye, although Liu Bi was unwilling, but at this time, he had no choice but to say, "That's it, that's it. Fourth Senior Brother, go quickly, don't let Tianming crash into the hands of the villains, but you must be careful between words, don't teach people to laugh at my Confucian deeds. "Can paper hold the fire?" Tan Zhi had already made up his mind to break into the restaurant, but he thought that he would be ridiculed by the world at this time, and said abruptly: "Alas, can you still take care of your face at this time? Tan Zhi was about to leave, but Jiang Zhaotai shouted, "Look over there, it must be the third senior brother here." Everyone looked in the direction of Jiang Zhaotai's finger, and saw a white-robed man holding a sword in his hand, hurrying to this side. Jiang Zhaotai and Yang Anyuan both cheered, "The third senior brother is here. The third senior brother is here. 」

"Everybody's here. I'm not late, am I?" Qi Jiexuan stood in front of the stunned Tan Zhi and Liu Bi, panting and said, "Huh! Huh! Guangqing...... Guangqing told me just now, saying that his stomach suddenly hurt so much that he couldn't stand up straight, and asked me to take his place. Is Bai Qianhong's demon girl here?" Qi Jiexun relieved himself and spoke coherently, he saw that he had been talking for a long time, Liu Bi and Tan Zhi were speechless, and couldn't help but say, "Hey, are you two deaf or blind? Don't you see me standing here?" Guangqing said ......

"He has a stomachache?" Tan Zhi but his face was full of contempt, and he interrupted the second senior brother's words angrily, and then turned his head and asked Liu Bidao, "Fifth senior brother, you are the leader of this matter, what do you say?"

According to Liu Bi's original intention, "this ......" would never let Qi Jiexun participate in the assassination of Bai Qianhong. Although Qi Jiexun's martial arts are slightly better than Shao Guangqing's, and the time spent practicing the Eight Hundred Sword Formation is not much more than his own, but Qi Jiexun is a martial artist who looks forward and doesn't care about the future, plus he thinks he is old, except for the words of his senior brother Yang Kuanwen and his master's son Shao Guangqing, he is willing to listen to two sentences, but it is extremely difficult for him to talk straight and Liu Bi to move him. The assassination of Bai Qianhong was planned and led by Liu Bi, and everyone had already said that they would start to do it later, and everything would be obeyed by Liu Bi's orders. Liu Bi really didn't have the confidence to move Qi Jieturbidity in his heart, although he knew that Shao Guangqing would never come, he still couldn't help but ask, "Third Senior Brother, is he really not coming back?"

"You're not talking nonsense?" Qi Jiexun rushed to see that Liu Bi's face was not happy, and his face was also full of displeasure, and he choked: "He can't stand up, how can he come?"

"Okay then. Liu Bi weighed the situation, and after all, he still felt that he couldn't miss the great opportunity like this, so he said, "Then ask the second senior brother to take the place of the third senior brother. But ......" "But what? Don't talk about it." Who did you learn this from?", "Please also ask the second senior brother to obey my command." "Yes, yes. Qi Jiexun replied impatiently. Liu Bi secretly complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, so he had to turn his head and order everyone present, "Everyone will disperse and hide in the original position. As soon as the banquet in the inn dispersed, Jing Tianming would hurry to the rendezvous. 」

When they heard this, they immediately drew their long swords and hid themselves among the blades of grass or the trees. Liu Bi himself also bowed down lowly, and after a while, his palms were covered with sweat. Liu Bi recalled that he had not been in Confucianism for a long time, and he had learned a new sword technique, although he had killed the enemy a few times, and now he no longer trembled as often as he did when he saw blood, but after all, such a big thing was also the first time he had experienced it. Liu Bi was thinking wildly in his mind, guessing whether he could really eliminate harm for the people and avenge his parents after a while, or would he have sacrificed his life in vain? At first, his heart was chaotic and full of clues, but as time passed, his mind gradually became empty, "What Xiang Yu said that day is true, I hope we can succeed in one fell swoop, instead of causing Mr. Lu to succeed. Xiang Yu was so angry that day, and he was ashamed to think about it at this time, "Why didn't I think of going to see Xiang Yu first and apologize to him just now?" But after thinking about it, what you Xiang Yu said is true, is what I Liu Bi said false? Why do you have to listen to you Xiang Yu in everything? When Liu Bi was thinking wildly, there was a faint human voice not far ahead.

Bai Qianhong has been absent-minded since she left Guiling City. She deeply regretted that she had made an agreement with Lu Zhulang to break the city within three months, and she had no last resort, and she would drag Lu Zhulang to death in Guiling City, just waiting for Wang Ben to capture Linzi and capture the King of Qi, and at that time Lu Zhulang would defend a lonely city alone, and suffer from the enemy on his back, in order to keep the people in the city alive, he was afraid that he would not come to his knees and surrender in front of him? But now, if the city is to be broken within three months, can he really do it?

"Old Grandpa Chun," Bai Qianhong couldn't help but complain when she thought of this, "Didn't I tell you again and again before I set off, and I want you to remind me not to fall for other people's aggressive methods?" You swore by yourself three times with other people's high-fives, how arrogant! Now you are blaming me. "Really. If I can't break the city in three months, I'll kill myself. I don't blame you, who is to blame?" "You have always been arrogant, and you dare to gamble with others with your own life?" Chun Lao only befriended Bai Qianhong among the four Xiao, and he was not angry when he heard her dragging himself, and said with a smile: "But the pillow waves are really powerful, you entered the ghost valley at the age of twelve, and you were on the same level as me at the age of eighteen, but grandpa and I, I didn't see until a year or two ago that the biggest enemy of your girl is yourself." How long has it been since that pillow wave played against you? and it was not easy to catch your weakness. It's not easy. "You still praise him!" Bai Qianhong was about to complain, but was pulled by Chun Lao.

"Bai'er, be careful. I see that the woods in front of me are a little strange, and I am afraid that someone will ambush me. Bai Qianhong looked at the dense woods in front of her, shook her head and said, "Old Grandpa Chun is too careful, right? "Well, you see. People say that women's hearts are outward, and they don't fake it at all. Do you blame me for praising him?" Chun Lao joked, and at the same time, he looked around and listened to the surrounding environment, "If you ask my opinion, Grandpa thinks that the road pillow wave is much better than what Weizhuang. I see, this battle has been fought, and you should marry that road pillow wave. Tut-tut, talented and beautiful. You are close to ...... age" Bai Qianhong's face turned red: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, that ...... That's not the same. 」

"Hey, hey. Chun Lao laughed lightly, flew up suddenly, and threw himself towards a big tree in the east. There was a person lying on the tree, and when he saw Chun Lao rushing towards him, he did not run away, but jumped down from the tree, and the brush brush was a series of three swords and stabbed at Chun Lao's upper plate. "Suspicious?" Chun Lao was in mid-air, he could still turn around and avoid the sword, he saw that the young man was so good-looking, he couldn't help but say, "Are you ......?"

Bai Qianhong had already called out under the tree, "You are Jing Tianming!" It turned out that as soon as Bai Qianhong left with her front foot, Jing Tianming slipped away quietly and hurried over, which was one step faster than them. Jing Tianming saw that the two recognized him, and he didn't answer, as soon as his feet landed, he turned around, and under the sword were "Stars Shifting", "All Rivers Rushing to the Sea", and "Returning with Sleeves", and the three moves were handed out, and the swords and swords were all pointed at Chun Lao, as if Bai Qianhong was not present.

"Good swordsmanship!" Of course, Chun Lao immediately recognized the hundred-step flying sword, he didn't want to face it, but just dodged one after another, although his body was weird and ugly, but it was interspersed in the sword light, and the twelve swords that Jing Tianming handed out one after another, not even a single sword could not touch his clothes.

"Why is Jing Tianming's hundred-step flying sword, it seems to be a little different from Wei Zhuang's?" Bai Qianhong was watching the play, remembering that day she and Wei Zhuang fought in the bamboo forest, Wei Zhuang made herself powerless in one move, although her martial arts are not first-class, but her vision is unique, and she thought of it after a while, "Yes, Wei Zhuang makes the sword like a needle in the cotton, and it is difficult to distinguish the frost in the fog. And this kid's hundred-step flying sword, there is a gap between one move and one style. How could Bai Qianhong know that the hundred-step flying sword made by Wei Zhuang had never even been used by Gai Nie himself, but it was because Gai Nie was suspicious of Jing Tianming's heart for Daqin after all, so he kept a hand. But Bai Qianhong didn't care about this after all, she didn't think about it at the moment, she just watched and memorized the tricks in Jing Tianming's sword, hoping to gain insight into Wei Zhuang's martial arts.

After a few moves, Chun Lao also saw the flaws in Jing Tianming's martial arts. immediately took advantage of Jing Tianming's change of tactics and reached out to grab him in the back of the heart. Jing Tianming was surprised, so he had to stab Chun Lao's right hand with a sword "consistently", and Chun Lao saw that Jing Tianming's sword was more powerful than the previous swords, so he had to withdraw his hand in shock. Jing Tianming made a move, then retreated, and ran to a sparsely shrubbed grassland in the forest.

Chun Lao stepped on the grassland before his feet, and he knew that it was not good in his heart. He has deep internal strength, and although he is old, he is still deaf and clear-sighted. At this time, he could only hear the sound of people's breathing everywhere near the grassland, and Chun Lao stopped and counted in his heart, and there were dozens of long or short breathing sounds around him. He knew that he was being calculated, so he refused to follow Jing Tianming into the pasture.

"Come out of me, you rabbits!" shouted Chun Lao as he shouted in the seemingly empty forest pasture.

"Spring old fish Ran has good ears. Liu Bi was the first to stand up from the grass, and the other sixty-three people also stood up, each with a shiny long sword in their hands. After the Confucian disciples stood up, the first thing they did was to cut off the bushes and dwarf trees around them, and their movements were uniform, so that there was nothing else in this grassland that Chun Lao could dodge.

"Good, good. Chun Lao looked at the white clothes and white robes worn by Liu Bi and the others, and asked, "You look like Confucian horses?" "Liu Bi, the fifth disciple of Duanmu Jingde, has seen his predecessors. Liu Bi was extremely nervous when he saw the old man, but at this time, he was as calm as if he had taken a reassuring pill. "Hmph. You asked Lu Zhulang to come out to see me. Chun Lao expected that Lu Zhulang must have set up an ambush to kill Bai Qianhong, but Liu Bi said: "How can I be assigned by someone with my Confucian background? Mr. Lu Da is not here. It was I who wanted to kill Bai Qianhong and eliminate harm for the people. 」

"Oh?" Chun Lao was a little impressed by the young man in front of him, but it was only a momentary thing, and he smiled instead, "Hehe. As long as my old man is here, I'm afraid that you will not be able to move the white girl. 」

"Exactly. That's why the juniors want to kill Your Excellency first. 」

Liu Bi didn't hesitate any longer, and read aloud with a horizontal sword in his chest: "Zi said: The way of the university......

"In Mingmingde. 」

"In the proximity to the people. 」

"In and the best. 」

Sixty-four Confucian disciples listened to the principal reciting the mantra and launched the sword formation, and immediately followed Liu Bi, Qi Jiexun, and Tan Zhiqi to recite the three outlines of the way of the university in unison, and at the same time the foot and foot directions were divided into eight places, eight people in a column, one column and eight rows, and confronted Chun Lao. "This ...... Is it the Eight Hundred Sword Formation?" Chun Lao's voice trembled a little at first, but soon regained the tone of a great grandmaster: "Okay, good. I heard that those who were surrounded and suppressed by the Eight Hundred Sword Formation have not yet survived. It's rare that you look down on the old man so much, and the old man wants to be taught and taught today. Although Chun Lao said so, in fact, even if he didn't want to learn, he couldn't do it. It turns out that once the Eight Hundred Sword Formation is launched, it will be like a tidal wave crashing on the shore, and it must be swept away by the people on the shore before it can stop, in between, it is not said that the people on the shore have no chance to escape, and even the people of the sword formation can't stop if they want to.

Legend has it that this Eight Hundred Sword Formation is one of the seventy-two sage disciples of Confucius, and there is a person who is proficient in the way of martial arts. The sword array contains the spirit of the three outlines and eight items of the university, the three outlines of Ming Mingde, pro-people, and perfection are held by the Confucian Yellow Belt disciples, who are responsible for leading the sword formation, while the eight items of Gewu, Zhizhi, Sincerity, Righteousness, Self-cultivation, Qi Family, Governing the Country, and Peaceful World are led or served by the Yellow Belt disciples or brown belt disciples at the head of the line. The sixty-four disciples are divided into eight elements, and according to the six characters of "stop", "concentration", "stillness", "an", "consideration", and "gain", there are eighteen variations in each of them. At the beginning, it was necessary for 64 people to be able to promote, and after several generations of Confucian masters, they pondered and deliberated again and again, and then changed into a sword formation method of 36 people or 16 people, so I will not repeat it here.

"Think about it and then you can get it!" Liu Bi commanded, and the eight Confucian disciples immediately turned from square to circle, like eight spinning tops or disease or Xu, also disease and Xu, not slow and slow, and quickly leaning on each other, sixty-four long swords turned into eight groups of sword light and stabbed back and forth at Chun Lao's back, shoulders, and heart. Chun Lao has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than 40 years, knowing that today's danger has been extreme, and he does not dare to hold it up at all, as soon as he makes a move, he will take out his housekeeping skills and shoot eight Jiangkong stone palms, and the power of the palm is only with the rustling of the underground trees, these palms will come down, even if the stone sunk in the river will be smashed to it, Tan Zhi but in order to avoid its sharpness, he changed his tricks and shouted: "Quiet and then be safe!" The eight disciples immediately listened to the order, and under the leadership of Tan Zhi, Qi Jiexun, Liu Bi, Yang Anyuan, Han Feng, Sun Lilou Wan Bolu and other eight people, they began to spread out to the front and rear of Chun Lao. Qi Jiexun, Han Feng, and Sun Lilou took the lead in taking the lead in the four columns of Gewu, Zhizhi, Sincerity, and Righteousness, and stepped forward or one step, or five steps, or seven steps later, and turned back and took out the sword, while Liu Bi, Yang Anyuan, Jiang Zhaotai, and Wan Bolu took the lead in the four columns of self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world, and then stepped back or two steps, or four steps, or six steps, or eight steps and then stepped forward and came out, which was a move in the Eight Hundred Sword Formation, "reluctant to draw the night" , The postures of the sixty-four disciples may be different but uniform, just like an eight-armed person, and the eight swords attack the eight key points on Chun Lao's body at the same time. Seeing that the sword move was powerful, and he had no blade in his hand, Chun Lao did not dare to resist, so he had to use light body kung fu to dodge left and right in the sword circle, only hoping to find a gap and kill one or two Confucian disciples first.

After the sword array was launched, it was like a continuous river, and it changed eight or nine moves in an instant, and Chun Lao still couldn't see the essence of the sword formation, so he had to keep wandering in the circle, or force back the attack of the sword formation with surging internal force. Qi Jiexun had already used this eight-hundred-sword formation to fight against the enemy several times, and each time he poked hundreds of holes in the enemy's body and returned victorious. At this time, he saw that Chun Lao kicked up the underground branch to use it as a weapon, so as to block the attack of Wan Bolu and the other eight people, and he knew that Chun Lao could not detect the key to the sword formation, and he was afraid, and wanted to use the weapon to block the attack of the long sword, so as to save his internal force loss. Qi Jiexun couldn't help but laugh, and said loudly, "Thanks to your old thief's famous reputation, it's not any different from ordinary people. What if you can replace a sword with a branch? Today's tiredness will also exhaust you to death here. According to the habits of the old man, how can he allow people to talk to him like this? It's just that the Eight Hundred Sword Formation is really powerful, and he has to wander and defend at the same time, and he wants to fight back and spy on the flaws in the sword formation, so he really doesn't have the kung fu to fight with others. At this time, Bai Qianhong had already rushed over, and seeing that Chun Lao was besieged by the Eight Hundred Sword Array, the situation was critical, and he was at a loss and had nothing to do.

After a stick of incense, sixty-four Confucian disciples, under the leadership of Liu Bi, Tan Zhicho, and Qi Jiexun, carefully adhered to the six-character key of "stop", "determination", "quietness", "an", "consideration", and "gain", and made the Eight Hundred Sword Formation vividly and vividly, so that people would think that it was a dance rather than a formation at first glance. Chun Lao Yuran, who was trapped in the sword array, was anxious. He just heard the mantra that Tan Zhi shouted out of his mouth, which was the "think and then get" that Liu Bi had used, thinking that it was an old trick, so he first protected his back, shoulders, and heart. Chun Lao narrowly avoided the sword moves of Jiang Zhaotai and the other eight people who came to face the door, and was almost cut in the right armpit by Qi Jieyun's eight people. He wanted to retreat, but Wan Bolu, Yang Anyuan, and Han Feng had already formed a sword net and were only waiting for him to collide with him; he wanted to move forward, but Tan Zhiqi, Sun Lilou and other sixteen people were already waiting for him two steps in front of him. The more time passed with these eight sword formations, the more the sixty-four Confucian disciples followed the rules, and Chun Lao, who was trapped in the sword net, became more and more like a drunk, stumbling and at a loss. Jing Tianming has been paying attention to the battle situation since the two sides started. At the beginning, he thought that if Liu Bi and Tan Zhi had a mistake, he would rush to the rescue. As everyone knows, sixty-four people with mediocre martial arts, if they are united, they are actually as powerful. Gradually, he turned from worry to sighing, from sighing to admiration, from admiration to appreciation, and the more he looked, the more reluctant he was to take his eyes off the sword array.

Liu Bi saw that Jing Tianming and Bai Qianhong were standing side by side, watching the sword formation together. He was angry and funny in his heart, so he took advantage of Qi Jiexun to lead the sword formation, and shouted loudly to Jing Tianming: "Tianming, what are you doing? Jing Tianming turned his head and saw that Bai Qianhong was actually standing beside him, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "Girl, offended. After Jing Tianming finished speaking, he took out the Qingshuang Sword and slashed it at Bai Qianhong's face, he knew that such a move would definitely not hurt Bai Qianhong, but he still reminded and warned first, the purpose was to make Bai Qianhong fight back, not to take advantage of this cold and unguarded. Bai Qianhong saw that Jing Tianming came to kill herself, and secretly complained in her heart. It turned out that in order to show her integrity, she didn't carry a blade with her on the appointment to Guiling this time, and the pair of closed-blooded mandarin duck knives are still hanging in the handsome tent now.

Jing Tianming may not be Chun Lao Yuran's opponent when he moves, but it is more than enough to kill Bai Qianhong. Jing Tianming stabbed obliquely with a sword, Bai Qianhong bypassed sideways, and the tip of the sword almost stabbed her vest. Jing Tianming didn't look back, he made a counter-effort under his feet, took three steps backwards, and came to Bai Qianhong again, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword stabbed the other party's heart. Bai Qianhong exclaimed, bowed down to dodge, but was kicked in the right knee by Jing Tianming. Jing Tianming said: "Girl, don't be angry, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for killing too many people with a vicious heart. After speaking, while Bai Qianhong was lying on the ground, it was a move "Taicang Yisu" to take the middle palace directly. Bai Qianhong's eyes saw that the long sword was pointed, and she couldn't avoid it, so she simply closed her eyes, and a thought flashed through her mind like lightning: "I didn't expect that my Bai Qianhong would end up like this. Just as the long sword in Jing Tianming's hand was about to take Bai Qianhong's life, a black-green long whip rushed towards Jing Tianming's vest like a poisonous snake out of a hole. Jing Tianming had no choice but to give up Bai Qianhong's sword to block the grid, Jing Tianming had just blocked this move, and a swarthy figure was already standing in front of him.

Bai Qianhong had never been so happy to see Liu Daimei in her life, and hurriedly flashed behind Liu Daimei. She said to Liu Dai with a complaining voice: "Third brother, do you see how people bully the sister? Don't you help the sister vent her anger?" That Liu Dai Meiyuan is a hungry ghost in the color, secretly coveting Bai Qianhong for a long time, since knowing that Bai Qianhong is devoted to Wei Zhuang, the heart is unhappy, at this time, seeing that Jing Tianming not only wants to kill Bai Qianhong, but also makes the martial arts go all the way with Wei Zhuang, which is like adding fuel to the fire, and immediately said angrily: "You little ghost, you should be killed just by your appearance, not to mention that you dare to shoot at my white girl? Liu Daimei said that he rose from the ground, and the Nine Dragons Whip rolled up in the air, and the whip fell, and he wanted to split Jing Tianming in half, Jing Tianming had seen the power of the autumn guest in Guiling City, and knew that as long as there was a mistake, he would die. Hurriedly took a few steps back to the left, so that the tip of the sword of "Rain Hitting Pear Blossom" was like a drizzle, and it was like a drizzle, and it was stained with a whip with willows. Liu Daimei changed her moves quickly, and a black snake danced in the air, only to make Jing Tianming breathless.

Liu Bi, Tan Zhi, and Qi Jiezhuo were very relieved to see that Jing Tianming was about to succeed in the battle; Originally, the Eight Hundred Sword Formation had forced Chun Lao to use ninety percent of his true strength to resist every move and style. At this time, the principal's heart was divided into two uses, and the power of the sword array slowed down immediately, and Chun Lao had to think about the key to the sword array. Chun Lao tried his best to meet the battle, while looking at the direction of the Confucian disciples' feet, neither the Seven Star Steps, nor the Bagua Direction, Chun Lao looked at it for a long time, but still could not find the essence of breaking this sword array. Chun Lao knew that the sword formation was not broken, even if Liu Daimei killed Jing Tianming to help him, it was just one more person to accompany him to the funeral in vain, so he couldn't help but become anxious, "Isn't there no flaw in this Eight Hundred Sword Formation?" As Chun Lao expected, this Eight Hundred Sword Formation can be said to have no flaws, otherwise with Chun Lao's rich experience and strong martial arts, how could he not find it? You must know that although the "University" is short, it is really the essence of Confucian teachings. If a person wants to be proficient in a martial art, but when he practices it, he fishes for three days and dries his nets for two days, and it is naturally difficult for him to achieve his skills. Therefore, Confucius made it clear in the "University" that if a person wants to succeed, he must not only practice every day, but even more so all the time, every moment, minute and minute, second and second, not only to practice, but also to raise his hand, throw his foot, heart together, and move his thoughts, all of which have never left hard work, and have been traced back to the source of the heart to be corrected, and then launched layer by layer, and kung fu will naturally become unbeatable. At this time, Liu Bi noticed that the sword formation had the intention of stagnation, and hurriedly collected his mind and shouted: "Everyone, don't worry about the side, kill Chun Lao first!

Bai Qianhong saw Chun Lao in distress on the left, and Jing Tianming on the right to protect himself with a flying sword in a hundred steps. knew that as long as the time dragged on for a long time, Chun Lao would not be able to withstand the siege of the Eight Hundred Sword Formation, and neither he nor Liu Daimei would have any lives. Immediately, he pointed out the shortcomings of Qiu Ke's swordsmanship in Jing Tianming. "Third brother, there must be a gap when this kid changes his moves. The tip of his sword is lifted here, and the right rib is a flaw!" "Look! His left foot swings slightly, and he must sweep the ground. "Turn your arm and wrist, and stab straight with your backhand!" Bai Qianhong confirmed Jing Tianming's martial arts against Chun Lao before against Wei Zhuang's martial arts, or pointed out, or called out Jing Tianming's next step. Jing Tianming was already stumbling to deal with Liu Daimei, and at this time it was even worse, and he was horrified: "How can Bai Qianhong know how I use a sword?" When this beauty sees herself, she often calls her name coldly, how can she call the third brother on the left and the third brother on the right like today. The Nine Dragons Whip made it fast and slow, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry to take Jing Tianming's life. Bai Qianhong saw from the side that Jing Tianming had no power to parry, but Liu Daimei was slow to kill the killer, and hurriedly said, "Third brother, stop playing, kill him quickly." Liu Dai smiled and said to Jing Tianming, "What did you say just now? I will return it to you now." Don't be angry, boy, only blame your looks. After saying that, he wrapped the long sword in Jing Tianming's hand with the Nine Dragons Whip, flew up, and struck out with his left palm to take his life. Under the hand-to-hand combat, the long sword was useless, Jing Tianming saw that his palm was also slapped out with his left palm, and the two palms exchanged blows in the air, and there was a loud bang. Liu Daimei spat blood from her mouth, and leaned back, but Jing Tianming was stupid on the spot.

Bai Qianhong, Liu Daimei and Jing Tianming themselves, no one expected that the situation would be reversed with one palm. Liu Daimei wanted to take Jing Tianming's life, so she shot hard, how could she want to get a confrontation with her palms, but Jing Tianming's internal strength was as good as the middle, strong and thick, like a city wall to send all her palm power back, and with his palm power, Liu Daimei was shocked by the meridians under the two powerful attacks, and suddenly her mouth spurted blood. It is Jing Tianming to be taught by Duanmu Rong and Gai Nie two famous teachers since he was a child, and his internal cultivation is no longer comparable to the willow belt mei of the side door, but it is a pity that he does not know how to use it, and when the suitable willow belt is in the palm of Jing Tianming's body, he just naturally fights back, if he has the slightest idea of wanting to take Liu Daimei's life in his mind, now Liu Daimei is afraid that it is not just a viscera injury, but a life. Jing Tianming didn't know the reason, and was stunned on the spot.

With such a loud noise, how could Chun Lao and the others on the side not hear it. Among them, Chun Lao had no time to take care of him, Liu Bi and Tan Zhi saw their friends escape and Qiu Ke fell to the ground, and they only hoped that Jing Tianming would step forward with a sword but Bai Qianhong's life. Qi Jiexun saw that Liu Daimei was seriously injured and had no power to fight back, such a good opportunity, but Jing Tianming was stupid on the side. He was in a hurry, and before leaving, Shao Guangqing repeatedly instructed that if he could kill Chun Lao, he must take Bai Qianhong's life. Qi Jiexun turned his heart sideways, and he actually left Chun Lao, and flew to Bai Qianhong with a sword dance.

"Second Senior Brother, don't be greedy!" Liu Bi hurriedly shouted, trying to stop Qi Jiezhuo from doing stupid things, but how could he still have time? Chun Lao, who had been trapped in the sword formation for most of the hour, was like a fierce tiger that was locked in the gate and looked around for an exit, Qi Jiezhuo moved like this, and the seven Confucian disciples who followed him suddenly lost their support, not knowing whether to follow, or whether to stick to the sword formation? Seeing Qi Jie's turbid figure, the northwest corner of the sword array suddenly revealed a gap, Chun Lao's body was slightly sideways, avoiding Sun Lilou and others to come to the sword, and with a brush, he threw the branch in his hand towards Han Feng and the others, and immediately turned around after seizing the gap in the northwest corner, and killed the three brown belt disciples who were originally following Qi Jiezhuo.

Qi Jiexun was halfway through the run, and when he heard the screams behind him, he turned his head to see that it was Chun Lao who was slashing his own brother. He was sad in his heart, knowing that it was all because he left his post without permission that the Eight Hundred Sword Formation was broken. But he thought about it, as long as he could kill Bai Qianhong, he would have made a great contribution to the people of the world and Confucianism, even if he couldn't atone for his sins, he hoped that the merits would be offset. The stool rushed towards Bai Qianhong like a mad demon. He handed out his long sword, and when he was still about half an inch away from Bai Qianhong's heart, he suddenly felt a weakness and could no longer move forward. Qi Jiexun looked down and saw that seven or eight bright ring cones had been nailed to the ankle of his right foot at some point, and then his heart was in sharp pain and his eyes were black. During this period of bowing his head, Qi Jiexun was like an arrow target that people used to practice, and his hands, feet, and chest were hit by hidden weapons, and he went to Huangquan for unknown reasons.

All this happened quickly and urgently, Liu Bi, Jing Tianming, and Tan Zhi did not have enough experience in the rivers and lakes after all, and they neither understood what was going on, nor did they know how to react. I saw that Chun Lao stepped on the long sword in Wan Bolu's hand, twisted Han Feng's neck bone with his fists left and right, and sneered, "Shu Baiyu is finally reluctant? A pale and thin man in black walked out when he heard this, and it was the east servant Shu Baiyu.

"Why do you say that?" Shu Baiyu calmed down and said leisurely, "I saw that your old man was having fun, so I enjoyed the cool in the tree. At this time, the formation was chaotic, and no one could stop Chun Lao. Jing Tianming hurriedly rushed forward to protect Liu Bi. Chun Lao kicked Han Feng's corpse away, took the long sword in his hand, and stabbed a brown belt disciple in the chest, the Confucian disciple was immediately cut into two pieces, and Chun Lao was still angry. While chopping melons and chopping vegetables, he slaughtered Confucian children, and said angrily: "Bring the front foot to the flattery, you will stop with the back foot, and the old man doesn't know?" In the face of Chun Lao's repeated accusations, Shu Baiyu no longer argued, only smiled faintly. I didn't see him reach out for the hidden weapon, but with a wave of his left hand, he shot out four flying thorns, four sleeve nails, four flying locust stones, and four wishful beads, and cut off the right index fingers of twelve Confucian disciples.

Chun Lao swept away, only to see that twenty-seven Confucian disciples were killed or wounded, but none of the remaining thirty-seven people fled, but fought unremittingly. Chun Lao was also impressed in his heart, so he stopped and said, "Although your martial arts are not good, you can be regarded as a good man. A good man is nothing, but it is not easy to gather thirty-seven good men together in today's world. Chun Lao glared at Bai Yu and continued, "That's it, I don't want all of your lives, as long as you hand over the person in charge of the sword formation, the one named Liu Bi, the old man will let you walk." When Liu Bi heard Chun Lao say this, he immediately took a step forward, "I am Liu Bi, you kill me, let them go!" Jing Tianming stopped in front of Liu Bi and said, "If you want to kill him, you can kill me first." Suddenly, Jiang Zhaotai, Wan Bolu, Yang Anyuan, and Tan Zhi ...... and others were arguing, "Don't think!" "We live and die together with the fifth senior brother." "Yes, no one can live alone. "Leaving the fifth senior brother, what kind of hero are you?" "You are dreaming!" "If you want to kill, kill it!"

"Good, good. Chun Lao Ben only had a thought, and as soon as the words came out, he felt a little regretful, "This is your own death, I will send you to the underworld to make your Eight Hundred Sword Formation." Chun Lao was about to kill, but Bai Qianhong shouted, "Grandpa, stop. 」

Bai Qianhong walked up to Liu Bi and asked, "Your name is Liu Bi?" Liu Bi raised his head and looked at her with disdain. Bai Qianhong asked, "You are the one who did all this, not Lu Zhulang?"

"Exactly. Liu Bi gritted his teeth and said, "What does it have to do with Lu Zhulang? It's a pity that I fell short and couldn't kill you!"

"I really didn't expect that there were such characters in Confucianism. He even knew that he was stepping on the shoulders of the road pillow waves to calculate me. Bai Qianhong looked Liu Bi up and down, as if she saw some treasure, so she waved her hand and said to Liu Biyan, "Girl, I will teach you to be a good person, and be ruthless. If the next plan fails again, don't stand up so quickly and die. As long as you remember my words, if I won the March appointment with Lu Zhulang, then one day, you will be my next opponent. Bai Qianhong said that she would bundle Bai Yu and carry the willow belt and turn back to the camp. "Bai'er, are you sure?" Chun Lao was a little incredulous, "Just let them go?" "Let them go." I'm so tired. Bai Qianhong didn't look back, only to hear her mutter: "The Hundred Steps Flying Sword wasted so much fame, but it's a pity that one generation is not as good as the next, so you should have nothing to fear." These Eight Sword Formations...... But how to break it...... It's good to ......" Chun Lao saw Bai Qianhong gradually walking away, although he was reluctant, he had to follow. After Si Xiao left, everyone couldn't believe that they could pick up a life for a while. Looking at the blood on the ground, I don't know how long it took, someone finally cried out loud.