The inn is located in a small county town in the Heluo area, which is not big. So much so that Pan Dao didn't find many guests after he walked in, and occasionally a few drinkers just glanced at them and shifted their gaze, obviously not too enthusiastic about Pan Dao's arrival.

Pan Dao also swept over the crowd present, without paying too much attention, and then walked straight to the second floor. The shopkeeper hurriedly came over to entertain, held the cloth on his shoulder in his hand, and chose a table by the window at Pan Dao's request.

Pan Dao's eyes swept over, but there were only two tables of people on the bright second floor, one table was a swordsman, dressed in a green shirt, with a delicate face and a long beard, which looked very ordinary, but the sword on the table was very eye-catching, and even if you didn't look at it, you could feel the cold. The other table is four people, the first one has big ears and a strong body, and the second is dressed as a scholar, but he puts a wine gourd in front of the table, which looks a little inexplicable, and the second is a man with a thin figure and a poor appearance, it can be seen that he is dressed as a person in the rivers and lakes, and the last one is also angular, and he looks like a person in the martial arts, but I don't know who it is?

"Xiao Er, put on the pot of flower carving, come to the plate of peanuts, and pick a few side dishes. Pan Dao retracted his gaze and ordered a meal casually, for him who was in a hurry, the relationship between these people and him was not important, and he didn't want to stay here for long.

The little two were also refreshing, and ran down after saying hello, and soon, the wine came, and the peanuts also came. Pan Dao poured some wine to himself, picked up the small wine glass and drank it all, and then poured some more, but when he didn't want to cause trouble, the matter came.

"This son is so Yaxing, it's a little lonely to drink alone, why don't you go together?" The Confucian student at the four-person table broke the silence, and he raised his glass from afar.

Pan Dao's brow furrowed, and he picked up his wine glass in return, "No need." Alone quiet. He didn't know these people, although there were a lot of high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, and two people who didn't know each other could be called brothers and sisters if they had a drink or two together. But Pan Daau is clearly not among them.

"No, no. Little brother, let's come over for a drink. The thin man enthusiastically persuaded, his gaze casually swept over the old man at the adjacent table, and looked at Pan Dao sincerely.

It's just that Pan Dao reacted instantly when he heard this, he stared at the four of them and looked at them again and again, and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, it turned out to be the four ministers of the Murong family, but meeting here at this moment, is it a coincidence or an intention.

"Little brother. Come over for a drink and make friends. The man in the first seat still spoke, his voice was bright and loud, and people couldn't help but feel good when they heard it at first time.

This person should be Deng Baichuan, the eldest of the four great ministers, and Confucianism should be a public ruler, and the old three bags who like to say right and wrong are different, and the rest are evil. Pan Dao named them one by one in his mind, and quickly came back to his senses, "No need. Again, he rejected their invitation.

Before they knew that their identities had been leaked, they heard Pan Dao's refusal. His face became a little ugly, but Deng Baichuan didn't force it, pressed the bag and shook his head. Bao looked at the old man. He didn't say anything more, but his gaze became a little sharp.

The old man was aware of this, he looked up at the crowd, and ignored it. Instead, he continued his great business of eating. Pan Dao is not stupid, and it can be seen that the purpose of the four ministers should be himself, but the old man is also their target. Just looking at the different looks of the bag, it seems to remind yourself to be careful of the old man, so who is the old man?

Pan Dao couldn't figure out their purpose, and it happened that Xiao Er came to serve the food, so he didn't pay attention to it. When he looked up again, the old man had disappeared, and the four ministers were about to leave, as if they had not communicated with Pan Dao just now.

All the way to the hurry, Pan Dao rode the black rose and ran quickly in the woods, but the situation in the inn kept flashing in his mind, no, there was definitely a problem, but what was wrong.

Murderous, Black Rose instantly panicked and uncontrollable, Pan Dao woke up from his contemplation, he lifted the reins of the horse, his eyes became extremely cold, looking at the two centaurs in front of him, his thoughts were racing, and it seemed that he didn't have to guess hard.

The old man's sword stood sideways, and he stroked it gently, standing in the middle of the road, blocking everyone's way. The four wicked men confronted him head-on, pointing their weapons at him, but they didn't dare to take the lead.

Pan Dao turned over and fell off the horse, he felt that the murderous aura was directed at him by the old man, but he couldn't understand who the old man was and why he wanted to kill him?

Deng Baichuan watched Pan Dao walk step by step, stopped not far from the two of them, and saw Pan Dao ask the old man, "Your killing intention is against me, who are you, why do you want to kill me." ”

The old man raised his head suddenly, opened his eyes and drew the sword in his hand, "Zhuo Bufan, I just want your life." The long sword turned into a shocking rainbow, and the sword qi slashed horizontally. Pan Dao couldn't deny it, his movements were as fast, the sword was unsheathed in an instant, the seven-star swordsmanship was facing head-on, and the sword qi swept out.

The two sword qi clashed into invisible, Pan Dao's body retreated rapidly, and he was forced away by the eruption of internal qi, his face was solemn. "Innate. He didn't ask why he wanted to kill him or anything like that, he who was familiar with the plot had already guessed that Zhuo Bufan was angry with him because of the Vulture Palace.

Zhuo Bufan's body did not move, holding a long sword and pressing forward, with a dashing bearing. Deng Baichuan took the lead in moving, the blade in his hand was cut off, Gongzhiqian staggered a step, and swept out the palm wind between the light gongs, and Bao Wei and Feng Bo Evil also attacked with swords, and the four of them worked together.

Zhuo Bufan sneered disdainfully, the sword technique stabbed out leisurely, and there were several dings, his body did not retreat but advanced, the sword glowed, and the four people were forced back in an instant, and then his body jumped up and walked forward in the direction of Pan Dao. The sword move struck straight away, and the cold light shone brightly.

Pan Dao's innate skill was lucky, the seven-star swordsmanship swung the stabbing sword, and the Great Dao Divine Fist slammed into Zhuo Bufan's face, the fist power was amazing, and the fist intent of reincarnation shrouded the Quartet. Zhuo Bufan was slightly stunned, memories flashed in his eyes, and his old face couldn't help but show a smile, but he quickly reacted, and the long sword in his hand deflected, piercing Pan Dao's heart.

Deng Baichuan's sword struck again, and a sword stabbed at the opponent's back, and Bao Wei was the same. Zhuo Bufan's brows furrowed, his sword turned around to hold the stabbing weapon, and after using the force to attract it, the internal force was shaken out, and he immediately grabbed their sword.

Zhuo Bufan stood proudly, looking at the palm strength of Gongzhiqian's fight, he also struck out with one palm, and the huge internal force knocked it back with blood. The sleeves flicked slightly, the sword in his hand swept, and a sword aura came out. Deng Baichuan and the others could only abandon their swords and retreat, and their bodies had already opened up a distance.

The storm and evil staggered forward, and the sword stabbed Zhuo Zhuo, but he seemed to have expected it, his body shifted slightly, and then swept away with one palm. I don't look at the turmoil that fell to the ground, Zhuo Bufan is light and longitudinal, and the long sword is stabbed in the air.

Pan Dao raised his sword to sweep out the Dao Dao sword qi, and at the same time, his body retreated, his clothes fluttering. When his body was full of strength, his toes hit the ground, and the sword shot like a rainbow.

Zhuo Bufan's internal force was running, and a sword qi swept through the energy that was scattered and slashed, he stared intently at the tip of the sword that stabbed him, and quietly set up the long sword. The two Qingfeng swords clashed, and the sparks dotted, and the light in the eyes of both sides became sharper and sharper. (To be continued......)