As a disciple of the head of the sect, although the martial arts of the sixth Hong Manjiang are not ranked among the top ten in the rivers and lakes, they are not too far behind.

Xiao Chucai is in the prime of life, but Hong Manjiang has entered middle age, and his physical strength has declined year by year, and he has gone to the next level.

Time is the most ruthless arbiter, no matter how heroic the world, they will prostrate themselves in front of him, and eventually turn into dust.

Looking at the familiar back, Xiao Chucai chased out ten miles in one go, Hong Manjiang didn't beat around the bush, and the avenue he kept walking was not intentionally trying to avoid him.

Chased to a small river, Hong Manjiang stepped onto the bridge, looking at the white goose playing in the water in the distance, it seemed that even his expression was a little stupid.

Xiao Chucai finally caught up, less than a zhang away from him, Hong Manjiang's vicissitudes of life had an extra scar on his face, although the sunlight was not strong, but in Xiao Chucai's eyes, it was particularly eye-catching.

"Sixth Senior Brother, I thought you were ......"

"Little junior brother, look at those white geese, are they exactly the same as the white geese in Yuqing Pond?"

Hong Manjiang interrupted Xiao Chucai's words, his words were leisurely, his eyes never turned to Xiao Chucai, just looked at the white goose quietly, as if immersed in boundless memories.

felt that the words of the sixth senior brother were a little strange, but Xiao Chucai still nodded and replied: "Not necessarily, the geese in the Yuqing Pond are arrogant and awe-inspiring, growing leisurely, and have a dusty atmosphere, while the white geese in the river are busy and alive, although they are fat and healthy, they are just a delicacy on the plate, and they have long been contaminated with a breath of fireworks." ”

The corners of Hong Manjiang's mouth, who was facing sideways, hooked up a smile, and seemed to be quite pleased with this answer, and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, but the little junior brother's mental cultivation is good, and I am very pleased with my brother." ”

Xiao Chucai's face was calm, and he replied in a respectful tone: "Senior brother has praised it falsely, but I don't know that in the past few days since you left, many things have happened in Shushan, if I am still like before, will I not live up to your teachings?"

"Good. ”

Hong Manjiang only said these two words calmly, then stretched out his right hand to his waist, and slowly pulled out his sword "Baichuan", which was rumored to have been cut off.

Feeling the overwhelming sword qi, Xiao Chucai's originally calm face couldn't help but show an incredible expression, with three points of gentleness and seven points of resentment.

A wind blew, blowing the hair next to Xiao Chucai's ears, his hair bun was loose and casual, and the tips of his hair danced in the wind at will, like that flowing sword move.

Hong Manjiang finally turned his head and smiled at him slightly, his smile touched the scar on his face, making his whole person look too weird, compared to the righteousness of Haoran many years ago, Hong Manjiang at this time was full of evil energy.

Xiao Chucai stretched out his hand to the saber on his waist, his saber is also very interesting, named: "Returning to the Sea", and the sixth senior brother's "Baichuan" is the same furnace, if the sword is male and female, then his simple and heavy sword should belong to the husband, and the slightly longer three inches, but the lighter and sharper "Baichuan" naturally belongs to the wife.

"Sixth Senior Brother, Brother Fool has admired your martial arts attainments over the years, and has spent a lot of effort and hard work, but I have never had the opportunity to ask you for advice in this life, and I can't imagine that I will have the opportunity to learn from you, please advise me more. ”

After Xiao Chucai finished speaking, he stabbed the sword, that sword was not wonderful, it was the most ordinary starting style, but after that, there was a back move, which was different from the "Pointing to the Clouds and Asking the Sky" taught by Hong Manjiang, but the fourteenth style of swordsmanship "Empty Mountain New Rain".

This sudden change surprised Hong Manjiang, the little junior brother's martial arts foundation was all taught by him, and he was also familiar with the sword moves of Shushan.

That move was not too strong, and after Hong Manjiang reacted, he easily avoided it, but Xiao Chucai's sword move cut off a wooden stake on the bridge.

"Sure enough, it can still bring forth the new. Hong Manjiang said, a sword swinged, it was also the "pearl falling jade plate" in Shushan swordsmanship, the dense sword move was like thousands of raindrops falling, although Xiao Chucai knew the trick to crack, but it seemed to be very difficult.

He stabbed out with a sword, this move "Idle Sorrow" was actually not a trick to crack, its move was too gentle to resist the sharp blow at all.

After only hearing the sound of "snort", followed by a sound of "bang", although Xiao Chucai avoided the sword, but the dark green clothes on his body had been torn and fell to the ground, the sword move did not pause, and slashed straight towards a stone sculpture on the bridge, after the sound, the stone monkey carved on the stone pillar had been cut off by his head.

The sword moves used by the two of them are the "Eighteen Styles of Tianshui" in Shushan swordsmanship, which is just one of the secrets created by countless wizards in Shushan. This sword technique is taken from the rain falling, and strives to suppress the opponent like raindrops of sword moves, so that the opponent can avoid it.

Hong Manjiang's moves with a light and dexterous sword are more powerful, while Xiao Chucai's moves with a thick and heavy sword are more elegant, which does not mean that the sword moves themselves are determined by being fierce and soft, or by weapons, but by different internal cultivation.

Hong Manjiang also walked the gentle road before, but after all these years, he completely changed his cultivation direction, which made Xiao Chucai very puzzled.

The two dismantled each other several times, and although Xiao Chucai fell behind, fortunately he was not injured. However, the wound on his right chest was torn open, and blood soaked through the gauze and re-stained his shirt.

Hong Manjiang saw it in his eyes, jumped up, and swung his sword at Xiao Chucai again, Xiao Chucai also jumped up, endured the pain in his right chest, and intersected with Hong Manjiang's two swords, refusing to let each other go.

The majestic internal forces fought with each other after the sword moves, and the water surface was rippled by the ripples of the wind, and because of the competition of internal forces, the speed of the ripples also accelerated.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng" three loud sounds, the two swords intersected, although it did not have the effect of killing the enemy, but the wooden fence and stone pillar at the head of the bridge have been destroyed most of it.

The two fell back to the bridge, Xiao Chucai clutched the wound on his right chest, couldn't help coughing, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"The sixth senior brother's internal strength has improved a lot, and the foolish brother is not an opponent, and sure enough, there is still a gap, and I admit defeat. Xiao Chucai was injured first, and the internal force of the competition hurt the inner house, so he had to say helplessly.

Hong Manjiang saw it in his eyes and said regretfully: "Little junior brother, it's a pity that today is not a competition between the same sects, but a competition between life and death." Those who lose, only die. ”

Hearing the words of the sixth senior brother who had always taken care of him, Xiao Chucai couldn't help but show a wry smile, how could he not feel the other party's awe-inspiring murderous intent from the previous fight?

Unexpectedly, he didn't die at the hands of the enemy, but was killed by his own senior brother in the same room, and when he thought of this, Xiao Chucai felt very sad.

He raised the sword in his hand slightly, facing the sixth senior brother Hong Manjiang, but Hong Manjiang suddenly disappeared on the spot, and his body was several times faster than before.

When he reappeared, the "Baichuan" in his hand had already penetrated Xiao Chucai's body, and blood overflowed from the corner of Xiao Chucai's mouth, and before he could snort, he was kicked into the river by Hong Manjiang.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect you to be ruthless enough to kill your fellow disciples, and you were really ruthless. ”

A person slowly walked out of the dense forest at the head of the bridge, looked at Hong Manjiang, clapped his hands and said with a smile.