The five people got into the carriage, waited for the sky to shout, the carriage accelerated forward, and in a blink of an eye, the once noisy riverbank calmed down, and after a long time, a person came out of the bushes on the opposite bank, shot into the river, picked up the wooden hammer, and looked in the direction where the carriage was far away, "Little junior sister, thirty years ago, I did something sorry for the master in a ghostly mind, I hope this time, you can save the day." Two lines of hot tears flowed from the old woman's eyes.

The old woman sighed to the sky and staggered in the direction of Los Angeles, but walked very slowly, because she knew that there were too many things going on in front of her, and she didn't want to see them, and she didn't want to see them.

Hou Tian drove the carriage along the river for an hour before he saw a stone bridge, the stone bridge is five zhang long, the whole body is made of bluestone, the shape is a single hole, the length is a half arc, across the small river, the river water here is a little gentler than the upstream, the river surface is also a lot wider, two small boats are swinging in the middle of the river, and the fisherman casts his net again and again not far from the bridge.

Hou Tian tugged on the reins and wanted to turn the horse's head across the bridge, but suddenly grabbed the horse and stared at the front.

I saw a table in the center of the bridge, and there was a flag standing on the side of the table, on which were written four big black characters: "Wonderful Hands Rejuvenation"! An old man stood on the railing of the bridge and watched the fisherman keep casting his net, "Brother Fisherman, how is the head of the fish today?"

"Brother Yao, no, there are many nets and few fish, this morning, I haven't caught a few fish!" The fisherman replied shouting, and the fishing net in his hand turned into the air again, and instantly fell into the river in a circle.

"The fishermen are almost the same, I don't have any business this morning, and if I don't come here, I'm going to be hungry today."

Ha Lu Ha

The old man on the bridge smiled, turned his head to look at the carriage, "Yo, this is no business!" He walked to the table with a smile, swept the dust from his seat, and sat down.

"Little boss, this bridge was built at the expense of the old man, and if you want to cross the bridge, you have to pay some money to cross the bridge."

Hou Tian glanced at the old man, "Master, this person is not good!"

Bian Le hummed, got up and got out of the back of the car.

Hou Tian asked, "Old man, how much do you have to pay to cross the bridge?"

"It depends on how many of you want to cross the bridge," the old man said, twisting his beard.

"Not much, just me!" Bian Le said coldly.

"Oh, it's the girl who wants to cross the bridge, then it's convenient, you can pay a little less", said on the table angrily wrote, with a hand raised, a piece of juan paper flew to bian le like a meteor, the sound of breaking the air was like the treble of a thin flute, and instantly arrived in front of bian le, oh, a black juan shot out, and with a pop, the corner of the juan paper cut into the black juan half an inch, and the bang softened.

The old man on the bridge was stunned, no wonder the little junior sister was able to scare the rickets away, her own paper knife did not break the other party's black juan, let alone the widow's condensation qigong, the old man's eyelids jumped twice, slowly put away his smile, and his whole face was solemn.

Bian Le glanced at Hei Juan, since he took charge of the Black Wind Valley, the first layer of Yuyan Divine Skill cannot be said to let himself practice like a fire, and the second layer has also reached the peak of the momentum, the old man on the opposite side can use the power of a paper to break his own Hei Juan, there are really not many such characters in today's martial arts.

The old man and Bian Le looked at each other, and there were three strokes in a row, three pieces of paper, cutting through the humid air in the early morning, with a murderous aura of violence and ten colds, whistling, and the temperature of the entire air seemed to drop a little in an instant, and the killing intent that came to the face was even more terrifying, Bai Ming and Mao Xin in the car couldn't help but have a cold war, and Mo Ye took a deep breath instead.

Bian Le raised his hands and flew out with three black belts, each of which rolled in the air, rotating rapidly, and soon formed three column-shaped black juan needles, heading straight for the juan paper. After three puffs, three pieces of cold Juan paper were pierced through the heart by the Juan needle, nailed to the air, and softened after losing their strength.

The old man gasped for a moment, "This little junior sister's kung fu is incredible, she broke her own lore 'one storm and ten colds' so easily, and she died down without even breaking out." ”

The old man's hand clenched tightly, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "The fire is soaring to the sky!"

Bian Le suddenly remembered something, shook the black juan belt, swished and flew out of the six black belts, straight into the river, brought up a splash of water, met the six flames, and after a few sounds, the six flames broke through the water barrier and turned into pieces of white paper stuck to the black juan.

The old man blinked and took a step back.

"Why don't you fight, second senior brother?" Bian Le said as he walked towards the old man.

It turned out that the old man was Wang Kun, the second disciple of Bian Shi, Wang Kun knew that he had lost his words, and he had already said it, so he could only stubbornly stand up.

Wang Kun laughed, "I really didn't expect the little junior sister to have such a good memory."

"Yes, Second Senior Brother, this is thanks to your gift back then!" Bian Le's voice became a little excited, and his tone was an octave higher.

Wang Kun's face became sinister, "How did you recognize me?"

Bian Le said coldly, "Second Senior Brother, this is not difficult, since you threw me off the cliff that day, I remember your smell deeply, I have been looking for you for more than 30 years, I didn't expect you to send it to the door by yourself today."

"Ha Lu Ha" Wang Kun sneered twice, "It's really good, I wanted to wait for you to finish refining the puppet before sending you to the West Heaven, it seems that you can't wait for that day in a hurry."

"It's not that I can't wait, it's that you're in a hurry to report to the underworld!" Invisible qi poured out from the body.

Wang Kun's face turned white, knowing that Bian Le was going to kill him, he screamed "Don't make a move" yet? ! Then his hands and feet danced wildly, and more than a dozen pieces of juan paper flew towards Bian Le, and then a burst of white mist rose.

Bian Le screamed and flew into the air, more than a dozen black juans greeted the juan paper, one black juan flew into the white mist, and the other two moved with the wind. Wang Kun flew out of the white fog with a burning buttocks, fled into the distance, and before Wang Kun fell to the ground, a black juan belt had hit the place where Wang Kun landed, and Wang Kun, who was shocked by the powerful impact, fell into the river to the kite with a broken line, and then there was a loud bang, Wang Kun's body had not yet touched the water, Hei Juan burst the river again, and the splashed water column hit Wang Kun's chest, Wang Kun spit out a mouthful of blood in the air and fell into the distance again. Seeing that you are about to fall into the water. A black shadow flew over and jumped to the riverbank with Wang Kun in his arms.

Bian Le shot out more than a dozen black juan to meet the more than a dozen juan paper sent by Wang Kun, flew up and chased Wang Kun, and suddenly a huge net flew towards Bian Le, and Bian Fei had to withdraw the "eight-sided black rope array" A black belt, hit the center of the net, snapped, Heijuan hit the center of the net, the giant net was violently retracted, and the net cable on the giant net shook violently at the moment of retraction, buzzing and shaking, a black rain was sprinkled on Bian Le, Bian Le was shocked, and there was no time to hide, seeing the black rain coming, it was dark in front of him, a figure appeared in front of Bian Le, after the sound of chains, the black raindrops paused in the air, and instantly gathered into a cloud of black smoke, and the figure took a breath violently, and the black smoke was enchanted and entered the mouth of the figure。

Bian Le dodged and jumped towards the bridge, only to see two figures flash among the trees on the opposite bank and disappear.

It turned out that the boat in the river was standing on the medical saint Pang Hong, this person was the same as Ai Xi who mainly practiced poison skills, and the weapon in his hand was the "Thousand Poison Net", when Bian Le and Wang Kun faced off on the bridge, he had already prepared a killer, but when he saw that Wang Kun's three stunts had no effect, this old man Pang had already retreated, but he knew in his heart that he had a good chance of running, but he didn't know how far he could run.

After Pang Hong heard Wang Kun's exclamation, he raised his hands, threw out the "Thousand Poison Net" and ran away, but he didn't expect that the direction of running was exactly the direction in which Wang Kun fell, okay, hold it, so he caught Wang Kun and fled to the other side.

Since Mo Xie was refined by one hundred and eight kinds of medicines, he became very sensitive to poisons, and he rushed to Bian Le at a trotting and jogging, not to save Bian Le, but the poison flow in the body ran on its own, and when he saw the poison, he wanted to collect it, and when the venom was sprinkled, Mo Xie had involuntarily appeared in front of Bian Le, his hands danced, and the gusts of wind rushed to the venom, and the venom was condensed together in an instant.

Bai Ming kept holding the golden chain in his hand, and after Mo Ye flew out without warning, Bai Ming fell to the ground and got up, looked at his hand, and looked at Mo Xie again, but he didn't understand how Mo Ye flew out of the city.

Bian Le turned around and looked at Mo Ye, this puppet was really not in vain, if it wasn't for Mo Ye's sudden appearance, he might have been poisoned by now.

"Bai Ming is okay, right?" Bian Le asked Bai Ming with concern, and didn't ask about Mo Xie's situation.

"No trouble, master", Bai Ming hurriedly ran forward and grabbed the gold chain.

Bian Le smiled, "Let's go, let's get in the car."

Hou Tianfei got on the bridge and kicked the table on the bridge to smash, returned to the carriage, shook the whip, and rushed to the bridge head towards Los Angeles.

On the other side of the bridge, in a big tree, an old man stood there, and he saw everything that had just happened on the bridge. Originally, he should have made a move, but seeing that the two juniors and disciples were defeated, the old man had to hide his figure and did not dare to make a move.

It turned out that this old man was Ai Xi, and when he was in Los Angeles, the brothers discussed making a move on this small bridge, and the three of them discussed, if they shot at the same time, they were sure to take Bian Le, but they didn't expect Wang Kun to be defeated so quickly and was seriously injured. Ai Xi was a little suspicious, "This little junior sister is the valley master of Black Wind Valley, Bian Le!" Especially when Bian Le used the "Eight-sided Black Rope Array", he was shocked in his heart, the second layer of the "Jade Yan Divine Skill".

Aixi's hand trembled, and there was still an intention to make a move. Ai Xi sighed, the meat in her mouth was not so delicious. It seems that the only way to ask the alliance leader to make a move.

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