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There were three batches in total, nearly 40 people, and their feet were silent, and they did not move around at the same time, so it was difficult to notice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After sealing the door, the three leading men gathered together and whispered softly, and a gust of wind blew, but they could not be heard clearly.

Soon, they separated again, each beckoned to his own people, set off one after another, and touched inside.

They seemed to be quite familiar with the royal mansion, and although they were careful, they did not take the wrong path and avoided the formation set up by Xiao Yuesheng.

The three groups of people were divided into two groups, one group of people was two groups in one, about thirty people, and walked towards the courtyard of the Huashan faction, and the other group of people went to the courtyard where Wang Yuanba and Lin Zhennan were.

They walked very slowly, their steps were light, they landed silently, and their black clothes were tight-fitting, and there was no fear of the sound of the wind blowing in their clothes.

They knew the way, and along the cobblestone path, they went straight to the courtyard of the Huashan faction, and the closer they got, the slower their steps became, and at the end, they moved forward step by step, as if in slow motion.

The leader held a short sword, cold like a pool of autumn water poured into it, shining in the moonlight.

He slowly walked to the gate of the courtyard of the Huashan faction, gently stretched out the short sword, the bolt of the door was like tofu, and it was cut silently, and the short sword cut the door shaft again, and the four people followed on the side, gently catching the two doors, and moved them lightly, silently.

The people of the Huashan faction seemed to be unaware, and there was silence in the courtyard, and they stood for a long time, seeing that there was still no movement, and then slowly entered.

One by one, his steps were light and silent, and his movements were slow, and when he reached the courtyard, there was still no movement, and the chief's dagger gestured lightly, pointing to the room, and then to his men.

All the people in black nodded slightly, indicating that they understood, and then in groups of three, they slowly walked towards each room, and between the gentle walks, two people touched the long sword behind their backs, and the other felt the iron pipe on their waists.

"What person?!" a shout rang out like a brass bell, and the entire palace suddenly woke up.

"Do it!" A cold shout sounded, and the men in black threw away the iron pipe one after another, and the long sword behind his back was unsheathed, and the long sword broke through the window and rushed in.

Linghu Chong is sleeping, playing by the waterfall with the little junior sister, the two of them practice the Chong Ling swordsmanship together, the little junior sister giggles and laughs non-stop, the voice is crisp, like a silver bell, transmitted to the bottom of his heart, sweet as a sweet spring into the heart, the whole body is light and fluttering, and the beauty is indescribable.

At this moment, a broken cry sounded, he woke up suddenly, his eyes opened, his essence flashed, his mind was clear, he reached out and touched the long sword beside the bed, his body shrank, his legs kicked hard, and the thin quilt suddenly opened and flew up, covering the direction of the window.

At this moment, the window was shattered, and the three of them rushed in from the window, and the thin quilt was covered, blocking the view, and the posture couldn't help but slow down.

Ling Hu Chong had already stood up, his eyes narrowed, his long sword was across his chest, and his other hand was dressed up, so he looked at them for a long time.

Bo was on the ground, and the three of them got into the house, their eyes were like electricity, glaring at Ling Hu Chong, without saying a word, they swung their swords and stabbed.

These three are all masters of the sword, with exquisite moves and sharp sword momentum, stabbing the throat, chest, and lower abdomen, and they are deep and accurate.

Ling Hu Chong's heart was slightly shocked, he didn't want these three sneaky people to have a good swordsmanship, cheering up his spirits, the long sword shook, he didn't spare his hand, and shouted lightly in his mouth: "Breaking the sword style!"

The long sword struck a circle, surrounded the three swords, pulled and tore them, dissolved the sword intent, and then another sword stabbed out, stabbing straight into the chest of one of them, extremely fast.

What he made was the Dugu Nine Swords, paying attention to winning without moves, this style of breaking the sword, gathering the subtlety of the swordsmanship of all sects and factions in the world.

Now he has entered the hall with Dugu Jiujian, and he has gotten a glimpse of the mystery of the hall, and he has already obtained the trick, and he has used it in one style, which surprised the three of them.

The three of them took a step back and stabbed straight again, the tip of the sword sneering, becoming more and more aggressive.

"Breaking the sword style!" Ling Hu Chong drank again, and the long sword shook suddenly, as if it turned into three swords, and they were divided into three people.

This sword, he did not meet the attack, and adopted the same end move, no matter how the sword came, the tip of the sword stabbed directly into the chest of the three people.

His sword was extremely fast, and the last one came first, and they took another step back, and they had reached the window, and there was no way to retreat.

"Sure enough, good swordsmanship!" one of them shouted, his body flickered, and in an instant, he moved sideways a step, and the long sword slashed diagonally.

The other two stepped on their footwork everywhere, and the long swords stabbed at him in the shoulder and two ribs respectively, and the three swords were so scattered that he could not take care of the left and right.

"Breaking arrow!" Ling Hu Chong's face turned cold, his sword eyebrows moved, and he heard a miserable scream outside, and he was ruthless.

"Uh!" "Uh!" "Uh!"

Three muffled snorts came out almost at the same time, and they threw away their long swords, and they all covered their throats, ho-ho, and stared at Ling Hu Chong, their eyes full of unwillingness.

Linghu Chong couldn't care about them, his body was vertical, he rushed out of the window, fell into the courtyard, and as soon as he landed, three swords stabbed with a strong wind.

He was ruthless, broke the sword, swung three swords, stabbed into the chest of a person, and then pulled it out without hesitation, stepping on the footwork, the sword momentum was continuously unfolded, protected by his side, and saw the surrounding situation clearly.

There were six people in the courtyard [***], three of whom were besieging him, and the other three were staring at the surroundings, and the sound of gold and iron was endless.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, like a blow to the defeated revolution, and a figure jumped out of the window, wearing a moon-white middle coat, and floated to the ground.

"Master!" Ling Hu Chong lifted his spirits, swung the two swords apart, stabbed one of them in the chest, drew the sword and left.

The remaining one looked like a mad tiger, regardless of life and death, and pounced on him, wanting to avenge his accomplices, Ling Hu Chong's body slowed slightly, and the long sword stabbed back from the armpit.

"Uh......" The man looked at the long sword on his chest, his expression shocked.

Ling Hu Chong drew his sword without hesitation, without looking behind him, and flew towards Yue Buqun, who was in the air, waving his long sword, blocking a sword for Yue Buqun.

The swordsmanship of the three people besieging Yue Buqun is extremely high, and the three of them form a three-talent formation, rotating endlessly, running under their feet, stabbing with long swords, and walking away as soon as they dip it, even if they can't stab Yue Buqun, they won't hit him solidly.

Linghu Chong flew over, a sword stabbed in, it was a broken sword style, exquisite, and when he landed, he made the three talents slow down, Yue Buqun's eyes were fast, and he took advantage of the situation to stab out a sword, which was clumsy, intersecting with a person's long sword, and the purple gas on his face flashed.

With the sound of "ding", the opponent's long sword was broken in two, and after being stunned, he was stabbed in the chest by Yue Buqun's sword, and he trembled and slowly slipped to the ground.

As soon as the three-talent array broke, although the other two had exquisite swordsmanship, it was not enough to say, and in the blink of an eye, they were stabbed by the master and apprentice.

Yue Buqun rushed to Lin Pingzhi's house, and Ling Hu Chong rushed to the little junior sister Yue Lingshan.

He rushed in from the window to take a look, and before he could hit the ground, he shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother Lin?!"

Lin Ping, dressed in a green shirt, with a face like a crown of jade, and eyes like a star, was standing on the edge of the bed, holding a Luo Pa and slowly wiping the sword, wiping the blood stains on the tip of the sword, hearing Linghu rushing in, turning around, putting the sword back into the sheath, and clasping his fists and saying: "Senior brother!"

Ling Hu Chong looked at it in surprise, and three people fell in the room, all with swords in their throats, covering their throats, slowly twitching and trembling.

Yue Lingshan's face was as white as snow, she was wearing a snow-white middle coat, standing in the corner of the wall with a long sword in her hand, the sword body was snow-white and flawless, she turned around and pointed at the three of them with her sword, and proudly stood tall: "Senior brother, this was all killed by Xiao Linzi!"

"Senior Brother Lin, good swordsmanship!" Ling Hu Chong sighed, turned around and left, and shouted, "Come with me to help other junior disciples!"

Lin Pingzhi responded, hurriedly rushed out, and the bloody Luo Pa threw it casually and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother, wait for me!" Yue Lingshan called out and ran out with him.

With their joining, the confusion was quickly quelled, and the men in black who broke in were either killed or wounded, and all fell to the ground.

None of the disciples of the Huashan faction died, and Lu Dayou was seriously injured and stabbed in the chest, almost killing him on the spot.

"Master, old man Wang's ...... over there" Ling Hu Chong hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

Yue Buqun nodded heavily, glanced at Lin Pingzhi, and said, "Pingzhi, I'm afraid your father is ......."

He didn't think much about it just now, but when he thought about it, he knew that it was too late, and his heart was like a stone, heavy and depressed.

"Master, don't worry, my grandfather and father have formation protection on their side, and they won't get in the way!" Lin Pingzhi said respectfully.

"Oh-?!" Yue Buqun's expression moved, then recovered, and he nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you can rest assured as a teacher!"

Even so, Yue Buqun was still a little worried, and led Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi out of the small courtyard and came to Wang Yuanba's courtyard in the backyard.

I saw that the fog in the small courtyard was confused, completely enveloped in it, and under the hazy moonlight, the fog rolled endlessly, as if it was boiling steam.

"Old man Wang?" Yue Buqun exhaled and raised his voice, his voice was not high, but it was condensed but not dispersed, showing a pure internal force.

"Is it Master Yue?" Old Man Wang's voice came, as loud as a bronze bell.

"It's Yue," Yue Buqun hurriedly responded, "It doesn't matter to the old man, right?"

"Haha, a group of clowns jumping off the beam, not enough to worry about!" Wang Yuanba laughed heroically, and in the blink of an eye, the fog quickly dissipated, revealing the small courtyard.

As they stepped into the courtyard, they saw about a dozen people lying on the ground in the courtyard, all unconscious and unconscious.

With a "squeak", Wang Yuanba opened the door, strode out, and laughed: "Let Master Yue laugh!"

Yue Buqun smiled elegantly, shook his head and said, "Why should the old man be polite, there are also a group of people who have broken into me, all of them are good hands!"

"Master, did someone really break in?" A sweet and glutinous voice sounded, but it was Jiang Nanyun who suddenly appeared, dressed in a moon-white skirt, floating like a fairy under the moonlight.

Yue Buqun greeted her with everyone, they knew each other very well, and they didn't need to say more, so they got to the point.

Wang Yuanba laughed and said, "Miss Jiang, I have your master's formation, otherwise, I really can't deal with the old man!"

Lin Zhennan walked out of the house, his expression was gloomy, his anger was faint, and he stepped forward to uncover the black scarves of the people on the ground one by one.

"Hey, it's them?" Yue Buqun recognized several of them, all of them were well-known masters, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Lin Zhen traveled south to the five provinces, he was well-informed, Yue Buqun recognized it, he also knew it, his face was even more ugly, and he hummed: "It's for the evil sword spectrum again!"

"These people are really too greedy, and they dare to break in!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and snorted.

She then frowned, her eyes flashing: "However, they can break in, they really have some ability!"

More than a dozen people on the ground were just unconscious, and their minds were invaded by the formation, and they didn't have to worry about their lives, they thought about it, they didn't have a killer, they occupied the acupoints, raised them one by one, and threw them out of the wall.

Before throwing it out, it was inevitable to force a confession.

These people are also single, and since they were arrested, the surname Suo no longer concealed it, and directly confessed.

Jiang Nanyun and the others came to the gate, looked at the hole that had been marked out one person high, and shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Jiang Nanyun Yanran said with a smile: "This time it is really an eye-opener, three stinkers, one Zhuge Liang, the wisdom of everyone is really not to be underestimated!"

After saying another word, Jiang Nanyun left in a curling manner.

"Master, this time it's a loss to Senior Brother Lin, otherwise, Little Senior Sister will be very dangerous!" Ling Hu Chong exclaimed.

Among all the people, the lowest martial arts is Yue Lingshan, although Lin Pingzhi is the latest to start, and the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction is the worst, but everyone in Huashan knows that he has been taught by Xiao Yihan, and there is another set of powerful swordsmanship.

Everyone is sitting around, eating pastries, quietly admiring the moon.

After this fight, they were so excited that they couldn't sleep for a while, so Yue Buqun called them out and chatted together to enjoy the moon and chat.

Everyone's eyes suddenly looked at Lin Pingzhi, his jade-like face suddenly seemed to be rubbed, and his expression was a little cramped.

"Hehe, I really want to thank Xiao Linzi!" Yue Lingshan nodded and smiled.

"Nothing. Lin Pingzhi said in a low voice.

(To be continued)