Chapter 6 Chapter Six: A Thousand Miles Afternoon

Hu Buchou saw his master fell to the ground after being hit by a sword, and when he heard the news, the joy in his heart was far greater than that of Fang Baoer. But Wang Banxia suddenly sighed, and said slowly: "Although he is not dead, the situation is actually much more uncomfortable than death!" Hu Buchou changed color and said, "Why?" Wang Banxia said: "The world's martial arts heroes are all asking him at this moment, what is the mystery of the white-clothed man's swordsmanship, because he is the only one who can survive after confronting the white-clothed swordsman. Secrets, I know more than anyone else.”

Hu Buchou said: "Family... did your teacher say it?" Wang Banxia shook his head, and said: "Bai Sankong saved his life only because the man in white was merciful with his sword. No matter how others pressed him, he would not reveal a word about the secret of the man in white's swordsmanship. But he saw a fellow martial artist in the Central Plains The man in white was killed by the sword, and I was in extreme pain, so I asked me to come here... Sigh! Lord Hou, if you have promised, please act quickly!" When Shui Tianji heard the story of the man in white for the first time, she couldn't feel her heart pounding, and blurted out: "In the Central Plains martial arts, is there no one who can stop him?"

Wang Banxia said: "No!" Shui Tianji said: "One person can't stop him, ten hundred people can kill him, right?" Wang Banxia said coldly: "This person came here to study martial arts, and what he is looking for are all heroes with the true qualities of warriors. Although these people died under his sword, they also died for "martial arts". If ten people killed him, wouldn't it make the heroes of the world laugh at him?" Shui Tianji sighed and said, "It's better to be ridiculed than to die, right?" Fang Baoer said loudly: "That's not the case! Some people would rather die than do shameful things. Those are the heroes who would rather die than humiliate!"

Wang Banxia stroked his hair, nodded and said: "Good boy." Zi Yihou smiled slightly and said, "Sure enough, he is a good boy!" But Shui Tianji murmured, "What a good boy, I think he's just a silly boy!" Wang Banxia said: "Let's talk nonsense, if Hou Ye wants to make a move, he should go now." Zi Yihou was silent for a while, and took a long sword from the hand of the beautiful woman beside him. There are scenes of wealth and honor everywhere, even the jewelry worn by the girl beside him is priceless, only this long sword has a scabbard that is extremely crude.Zi Yihou played with the long sword with both hands, pondered for a while, and suddenly waved to the horse-faced Cen Zou: "Come here."

The horse-faced Cen Zou had already been so shocked by the series of strange things that happened just now that he almost forgot where he was. He was shocked again when he heard the words, and said, "Hou... What orders does Master Hou have?" Although he didn't want to go there in his heart, his steps moved forward involuntarily. Zi Yihou said slowly: "I said three words, I will strike you with a sword, if you can escape, I will go back to Dawan with you; if you can't escape, I will not hurt you with this sword Life, but I have to work for you to go to the Central Plains and do something for me."

Surprised and delighted, Cen Zou said, "Just a sword?" Zi Yihou said: "One sword! Hit your point below the 'Jianjing' point and the seven big points above the 'Ruiquan' point, there is absolutely no second move!" Cen Zou thought to himself happily: "He told me all the parts in advance, and if he strikes again, I'm not dead, so I'm afraid I won't be able to hide?" He said loudly: "Okay!" Zi Yihou said: "One...two..." Cen Zou had already stopped in his tracks, his eyes focused on the long sword in Zi Yihou's palm.

Zi Yihou said: "Three!" Without moving his body, he stabbed out with his sword slowly. Not only did this sword move slowly, the sword style was ordinary, and it obviously couldn't reach the position. Even if Cen Zou didn't dodge or dodge, this sword would not be able to pierce him. Cen Zou was taken aback for a moment: "What is this?" Unexpectedly, before he finished his thoughts, this slow and ordinary sword suddenly turned into a light curtain, and the parts that were clearly out of reach became just within reach. Everyone felt a blue light flashing in front of their eyes, but after hearing Cen Zou's exclamation, Zi Yihou's long sword had already been sheathed.Although Cen Zou didn't fall down, there were seven bloody mouths on his body.No one can see clearly how Zi Yihou's sword stabbed him with seven bloody mouths, and they were scattered on the left and right shoulders, chest, abdomen and under the flanks.

Cen Zou's horse face suddenly turned pale, and he seemed to be stuck on the ground, unable to move. The "Qianjin Qiu" was so frightened that he didn't even dare to take a breath, and slipped away quietly when he was unaware. Zi Yihou said slowly: "Brother Cen has been hit by the point of my sword..." When Hu Buchou heard that he was able to touch acupuncture points with the tip of his sword, he couldn't help but marvel.Zi Yihou continued: "You can take him to the white-clothed swordsman, ask the white-clothed swordsman to look at his wound, and say that the person who wounded him with the sword is already waiting for you on the coast of the East China Sea, please come here war!"

Wang Banxia frowned and said, "Master Hou, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to go there by yourself?" Zi Yihou smiled wryly, and said: "More than ten years ago, when I was defeated by a sword, I made a solemn oath that I would never set foot on land again in this life." Wang Banxia was shocked and said: "Who in the world today can beat your swordsmanship?" Zi Yihou sighed slowly: "It's only in the sky and the earth, I don't know where the clouds are deep..." Wang Banxia was sad for a while, and said: "So what if the man in white doesn't come?"

Zi Yihou said: "If he really came here for 'martial arts' and saw the seven wounds on Cen Zou's body, no matter what, he must fight me, otherwise he will use the word 'martial arts' as an excuse to kill, you guys You might as well gather the power of all heroes and kill him with random knives!" Wang Banxia took a few glances at Cen Zou, and sighed, "It's so bad that we want to walk with this dead horse, Hu Buchou, I have to leave it to you." Dawn was misty, and a man in white was sitting motionless on the city plate of Luoyang, only his long hair fluttered in the wind.

Behind him was a six-foot long sword slung across his back, and a white linen belt was tied between his eyebrows. His ashen face looked indescribably bleak and strange in the dense fog. Luoyang City in the fog, looking at the thousands of rafters and tiles, thousands of households, the brows are full of desolation and loneliness.He seems to be feeling that there is no one in this world of mortals who can be his opponent! A ray of sunlight breaks through the fog, and the men in white slowly stand up and walk down the city, heading west. Every step they take, the distance is still one foot and seven inches. There is a winding gravel road in the west of Luoyang City, with dense forests on both sides. It seems that there is no one there at the moment, but if you look carefully, you can see that there is a big man in white standing under each tree with his hands down. Everyone has a heavy expression, as if Facing an enemy is like waiting for a distinguished guest. At the end of the road is a vast manor house. At a glance, the people in the manor house seem to be asleep, so they can't hear a word of human voice. But if you step into the gate of the villa, you can see that there are people walking around in this piece of the villa, but even if people meet face to face, they will never say a word. All the furniture in the hall has been removed. The huge hall looks really gloomy and dark. Suddenly, nine men in white clothes lined up and sat down against the wall. These nine people have different heights, young and old, but they all have a heroic expression. Each of the nine people is holding a green cloth bag in their hand, and the eighteen eyes are looking at the door together, only to see the thick fog outside the door. As it gradually thinned, a ray of sunlight finally broke through the fog, and a person in the center said in a deep voice: "The time is almost here..." Before the words were finished, a carrier pigeon flew into the hall like an arrow, and the nine people looked at each other and stopped talking. At this time, the people in white had already walked on the gravel road between the pines and cypresses on both sides, and suddenly heard a loud shout like a thunderbolt, and the two hundred and ninety-seven people beside the road shouted at the same time: "Welcome to drive..." Two hundred and ninety-seven ghost-headed swords simultaneously Pull it out, and set up a mountain of knives under the tree. The momentum is so strong that it is unparalleled! The man in white kept his eyes on the front and walked forward step by step without even looking to the sides. The palms of the two hundred and ninety-seven big men in white could not help but break out in cold sweat. There was another loud shout in the courtyard: "Welcome to drive..." The voice was more steady than before.On the stone road leading from the gate of the village to the hall, there are three hundred and twenty big men crossing each other with ghost-headed swords held high.If a man in white walks under the sword, as long as the sword falls, even if his body is made of iron, he will be chopped to pieces by the sword.Three hundred and twenty big men all thought to themselves: "See if he dares to walk under the knife?" With a flash of thought, the man in white walked straight over, treating the hundreds of sharp swords on his head as if they were scrap iron, and stepped over with one foot, still one foot seven inches away!Neither speed up nor slow down.Three hundred and twenty big fellows, everyone was stunned, only saying that this man is really brave! The man in white walked through the forest of knives, stepped into the hall, stood coldly in front of the nine people in the hall, his cold eyes slowly looked from the person on the far left to the face of the person on the far right.The shouts and Daoshan outside were meant to scare him first, seeing that his expression had not changed at this moment, the nine people couldn't help but secretly exclaimed in their hearts: "Is this person really not afraid of death?" The men in white glanced at them, and seemed to have seen their intentions, and said coldly: "Warrior should be martyred, and even if I die by the sword, I also seek benevolence and gain benevolence. Even though I die, I have no regrets!" The person in the center blushed slightly, and glanced at the person on the far left, that person said in a deep voice, "Today not only the nine masters of Zhongzhou have gathered in the 'Lianyun Village', but also the disciples of the nine masters have come here, Your Excellency Today's battle, if we can come out completely victorious, we don't have to travel long distances to go elsewhere." This man has a thin face and deep eyes, it is obvious that his martial arts are not only powerful, but also extremely scheming. The man in white glanced at him and said, "Peng Qing, the Star Picker?" The man said: "This is Peng Qing!" The man in white said: "Okay! Do it!" Peng Qing smiled coldly, and said: "Today, all nine of us want to learn from Your Excellency, but whoever makes the first move cannot be up to Your Excellency. It's just because today's battle is too important, we have already thought it over, and today we are gathered together. For the convenience of your Excellency, it is necessary to consume your energy with the battle of the wheels, and then the person who makes the move will be able to get twice the result with half the effort. Although this move is a bit opportunistic, it will not hurt the spirit of martial arts, otherwise, more than a thousand people in the 'Lianyun Village' will be chaotic All the knives down...hehe!" With a sneer, he remained silent. The man in white said: "You might as well try it!" While Peng Qing was speaking, some people gave him winks, as if they wanted to persuade him to shut up, some showed shame, and some bowed their heads in silence.How hard these people are, they all know that although Peng Qing's words seem to be frank, they are actually confusing people's minds.A big bearded man on the right suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Peng Qing is in charge of these matters and has nothing to do with me, Fei Tianbao. If you want to do something, Fei Tianbao will accompany you first!" The man in white said: "Please!" I saw Flying Leopard although rough and bold, but in the face of a big battle, his demeanor was not impatient, he grabbed the green cloth bag with one hand and walked out slowly. At this time, the sun had risen, and thousands of golden lights reflected hundreds of long knives in the courtyard.Flying Leopard sternly said: "Take the knife!" Immediately there were dozens of long knives hanging down in the courtyard, and these must all belong to Flying Leopard's sect.After a while, the other eight people raised their hands one by one to order, and the sword light in the courtyard disappeared. The man in white looked at this rude man, and he took care of these small things very thoughtfully. He was afraid that the glare of the knife would affect his moves, so he knew that this man's fame was not a fluke, and a faint excitement appeared in his indifferent eyes. It seems that he only wishes that this Flying Leopard has higher martial arts skills and can be his opponent! Flying Leopard glanced around, clasped his fists at the person sitting in the center, turned around suddenly, parted his hands, and the green cloth bag fell far away to the side, revealing the weapons in the bag, which turned out to be a pair of shining "meteor trainers Hammer", the copper chain between the two hammers hangs down to the ground.Flying Leopard sternly said: "This hammer with handle and chain is one foot seven feet long, and there are already over a hundred masters under the chain, you have to be careful!" "Be careful" said three words, his burly figure had already started to walk in the hall, there was no sound under his feet, only the copper chain scratched the ground and jingled. The sound became more and more urgent, and his footsteps became faster and faster, but the man in white was still more than ten feet away. Even if the man in white drew his sword, he still couldn't reach his position. Although the martial arts of this white clothed man is high, even if he can beat him, but if he wants to succeed with a single sword as in the past, it seems that it is very unlikely. Suddenly, the Flying Leopard yelled, and the silver hammer flew out like a shooting star, with an ear-piercing whistling sound, hitting the man in white at the throat! The man in white waved his arms together, both palms held the hilt of the sword from behind his left shoulder, there was a light "wipe", and the sword was unsheathed one foot and three inches away, everyone only heard the sound of "dang", the man in white couldn't let it go In an instant, Flying Leopard's majestic hammer was flicked away with the hilt of the sword! Flying Leopard is famous for this weapon, the strength of its wrist is no small matter, when the wrist falters, it abruptly retracts the right hammer, and the left hammer flies out immediately. He hammered continuously, hammer after hammer, everyone saw the silver light flowing in the hall, and heard the whistling of the wind in their ears, mixed with a series of "jingling" sounds. All the eighteen hammers cast by the gust of wind were knocked back by his sword hilt. Suddenly two silver lights flew up from side to side, and a blue light passed through the middle. The Flying Leopard let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground dying of breath. Inside and outside the hall, there was no sound at all, and the faces of the eight people in the hall did not change, as if they had already expected this to happen. Four big men rushed in, wrapped Feitianbao's body in white cloth, retreated as quickly as it had come, it only took a moment, Feitianbao's outstanding reputation for thirty years has disappeared since then! The excitement in the eyes of the man in white has also disappeared, and he stared at the tip of the sword lonely. The blood dripped from the tip of the sword, and the man in white said: "Next!" The person who was sitting next to Flying Leopard slowly stood up and walked out. I saw him described as skinny, with a sallow complexion, and his eyes were particularly bright. The bag in his hand looked convex and concave, and it looked like it was not a weapon. The man in white stared at him and said, "Seven-handed Saint Qiao Fei?" The skinny man said: "Yes!" He walked slowly to the corner of the hall and untied the bag, and inside were seven or eight dart bags of different colors. Qiao Fei tied the dart bags to his body one by one, and tied them very carefully. It seemed that the position of each dart bag was carefully calculated to make it as smooth as possible. If there was a slight error, it would have a great impact.His white clothes are lined with the seven-color dart bag, it is really colorful and extremely vivid. The man in white hung his sword down and looked at him coldly. No one, big or small, could escape this pair of cold eyes in every movement he made. Qiao Fei stopped binding, still standing in the corner, slowly said: "Qiao is famous for concealed weapons, and has no other specialties. I wonder if you would like to give me some advice?" The man in white said: "Please!" Qiao Fei said: "Qiao's seven darts have countless hidden weapons. They killed thirty-six friends of Funiu Mountain at the same time. Your Excellency seems to be fighting the enemy with a long sword. I'm afraid it will be a disadvantage." His voice was smooth and steady, and no matter what he said, he was calm. The man in white stopped talking, and even stopped looking at him. "The Great Sage of Seven Hands" Qiao Fei has fought countless people in his life. No matter how strong the opponent is against him, he never dares to take his eyes off his hands. Now when he sees the man in white, he doesn't even look at his palms. At a glance, I was both surprised and happy. I saw that the whole body of the man in white seemed to have relaxed his fighting spirit, and the sword in his hand was hanging lazily on the ground, without the slightest appearance of fighting with life and death. Qiao Fei moved his palms slowly in front of him, as if stroking his chest and abdomen, but suddenly, his palms moved faster and faster, and one palm seemed to have turned into countless palms. This is exactly his famous skill of casting hidden weapons. It is impossible for people to guess from which direction the hidden weapon in his palm will strike, not to mention that he is at least seven feet away from the man in white. If he kills, he must never be in charge, he counted that his family is invincible, suddenly he yelled, and dozens of cold lights burst out with the sound! At first glance, these dozens of cold lights are really chaotic, and it seems that they are not aimed at the man in white at all, but all the top martial arts masters present here know that as long as the dozens of hidden weapons come close to the man in white, some of them will collide with each other. Some rebounded with strength, and some swung around from behind the man in white to attack him, which is the most subtle and vicious way of using hidden weapons. At this moment, the figure of the white-clothed man protruded, and a blue light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, flying out from the sky full of cold stars, so fast that it was almost hard to see. Then, Qiao Fei let out a miserable cry, and fell to the sky. A long sword pierced through between his eyebrows, and then pierced out from the back of his head, nailing him to the ground forcefully. At this time, the dozens of hidden weapons hit the wall all at once, and the body of the man in white was stuck to the roof like a gecko. It turned out that he actually used his long sword as a hidden weapon to strike out. Qiao Fei really didn't expect that his long sword would be released, he only cared about attacking the enemy, but forgot to protect himself, when he saw the blue light, the long sword was coming like thunder and lightning, how could he dodge it!It was only a matter of clapping his hands from when he struck the hidden weapon until he fell to the ground and died. When the hidden weapon hit the wall and fell to the ground, the man in white was already standing in front of Qiao Fei, holding the long sword in his palm again, as if he hadn't left his hand at all. The remaining seven people still remained calm, it is true that everyone has the heart to see death as home, otherwise how could they be so calm? Blood gushed out of Qiao Fei's forehead like a fountain, dripping onto the white-clothed man's clothes, as if countless peach blossoms had been painted on his white linen clothes. Seeing four big men rushing in and wrapping Qiao Fei's body in white cloth, the four of them didn't even dare to look at the man in white, their teeth were shaking uncontrollably. The man in white sighed softly, and said slowly, "Next!" The person sitting next to Qiao Fei had no expression on his face, it seemed that his emotions had been completely numb. At this moment, he stood up slowly and said, "Xu Wenzhi learned a good trick." This person has high cheekbones, no flesh on his cheeks, and his hands and feet are very long. When he was sitting on the ground, he looked very short, but when he stood up, he was actually a head taller than others. The man in white glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Vulture, make a good move!" Xu Wenzhi stopped talking, untied the burden, and held a three-section cudgel made of bronze in his palm. The copper sticks struck each other, making a series of clanging sounds... On the two-mile road outside Luoyang City, there was a two-horse cart speeding fast, and Wang Banxia and Hu Buchou were sitting in the carriage.The horse-faced Cen Zou curled up in the corner, having already been hit by the acupuncture point of stupor.The driver was dressed in rags and looked tough, he seemed to be a disciple of the beggar gang. He showed no mercy to the horses, with a seven-foot-long whip, he lashed the horses' backs until bloody scars appeared on the backs of the two healthy horses. Wang Banxia couldn't help but wait and see the sky, and murmured: "It's too late... It's too late..." Hu Buchou said: "Why is it late?" Wang Banxia said: "Today is the day when the nine masters of Zhongzhou agreed to fight with the man in white. I'm afraid someone will be killed by him at this moment!" These words were originally words of concern and anxiety, but his voice was still extremely indifferent.People who can say this kind of words with this kind of voice are really very rare. Hu Buchou sighed: "It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen. If it's true..." Wang Banxia suddenly slapped the car and said angrily, "What are you talking about? If it hadn't been for a long time to arrange for your precious nephew, this moment has already arrived." Hu Buchou lowered his head and dared not speak.Wang Banxia looked at the sky outside the window and scolded endlessly. He not only scolded with his mouth, but also with his stomach. There are two kinds of scolding voices, one is indifferent and the other is enthusiastic. It seems that two people are cursing across the street. . Suddenly, there was a horse neighing, the sound was like cracking silk, and the car rushed into the side of the road with a jolt, Wang Banxia shouted: "What's the matter?" Before he finished speaking, he pushed the door open, and when he finished speaking just three words, he was already in front of the car, his reaction and action were so quick that it was hard to be second person. I saw one healthy horse collapsed to death from exhaustion, and the other horse was also on the verge of collapse, the foam around its mouth was as thick as pulp, and the driver sighed: "The horse is no longer successful!" Wang Banxia paused and said: "The more critical the situation is, the more trouble will happen. 'Zhuge Tong' said that you are a good horse driver, why are you so useless?" The driver bowed his head and said: "This junior has tried his best, but these two horses... Alas! These two horses are also good horses, but even the best horses can't run like this!" Wang Banxia didn't have the heart to listen to him, so he turned around and walked to the window of the car, saying: "When you see a car on the road, stop it immediately, no matter who is sitting in the car, you might as well drive him out, and then tell Ma Liang to drive quickly To Luoyang 'Lianyun Zhuang', do you know?" Hu Buchou asked: "Where do you want to go first, senior?" Wang Banxia said: "I'll go first and try to hold him back..." Before the words were finished, people had gone far. Ma Liang, a disciple of the Beggar Gang who was driving the chariot, blinked his eyes and sighed, "I never thought that Senior Wang would be so impatient, alas! He didn't expect that there is no horse in the world that can go faster than him..." The words were still incomplete Suddenly, there was the sound of hoofbeats in the distance, at the first sound of the hoofbeats, the shadows of chariots and horses could already be seen, the speed of the coming, if Ma Liang hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be unbelievable. In the hall of Lianyunzhuang, apart from the man in white, there were only five people left. The man in white was still not at all tired, but looked even more lonely, glanced around, and murmured: "There are four more..." Star Picker Peng Qing sneered, "Five." The man in white didn't even look at him, and said, "You don't deserve me to do it." The complexion of Zhaxingshou changed slightly, and he suddenly said, "Why..." The man in white said coldly: "I am fighting a warrior, not a villain." Zhai Xing's face was green and white, and he stayed for a while, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Even if you don't want to fight with me, I'm afraid you can't help it." The man in white said: "If I don't make a move, no one can force me to make a move!" Star Picker laughed wildly: "Here we are..." The man in white stopped and said: "What about here?" He flew up suddenly, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the group of big men in the courtyard. Before the cry was over, the man in white had already returned to the hall, holding dozens of big knives under his flanks, the man in white shook his arms, and the big knives fell all over the ground with a "crash". He was full of disdain and didn't speak, but his expression was like saying: "You see this place as a solid wall, but to me it looks like no one's land." Star Picker's face was pale, as if he was looking for words to say, but the man in white ignored him and said coldly: "There are four more..." A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes strode out.Among the nine masters of Zhongzhou University, this person seems to be the youngest, only about twenty-six or seven, but his expression is the most mighty, his steps are steady and powerful, his hands are tearing apart the burden, revealing a pair of hooks and non-hooks, and a pair of non-hooks. The odd-shaped weapon that was seized. The man in white glanced at his weapon, and said, "Marquis Tie Wen?" The thick-browed man said, "Exactly!" The man in white said: "I've heard for a long time that Marquis Wen's seven mourning halberds are ranked eighth among the thirteen newly created outer sect weapons in the current martial arts world. I think there must be something wonderful about it." The four masters who were sitting against the wall looked at each other, their eyes slightly surprised, obviously wondering how this overseas swordsman was so familiar with the situation in the Central Plains martial arts. Marquis Tie Wen said in a deep voice: "This weapon has four types of moves and three types of magical effects. I'm sorry Tie can't tell me first." The man in white said: "No problem!" I saw the blue light of the weapon in Marquis Tie Wen's palm, and the weight seemed extremely heavy. The halberd in his right hand was three feet long, and the halberd in his left hand was two feet and seven inches long. "Light Wanzi Duo", with the iron halberd and crescent branch, but the handshake is made like "handguard double hooks". It is obvious that it can combine the four moves of Wanzi Duo, Double Iron Halberd, Mandarin Duck Sword, and Handguard Hook. The man in white focused his eyes on this strange weapon, and there was a gleam of excitement and fanaticism in his eyes, like an alcoholic seeing fine wine, or a young child seeing new clothes and delicious food. It is obvious that the man in white is passionate about martial arts. Has been deeply addicted to bone, can not help. Tie Wenhou took a look at the light in his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart. He cheered up and shouted: "Please!" The man in white said: "Please!" With this "please" out of his mouth, his expression immediately returned to the indifference of a stone statue. Tie Wenhou moved his feet slowly, his halberds stretched out slowly, the soles of his shoes creaked the stone floor, and the veins on the backs of his palms were exposed. He had already prepared his momentum and waited. At this moment, all the strength in his body had reached its peak, and he was about to deliver a shocking blow, and under this blow, he could be sentenced to life or death. Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the village: "Everyone, wait a minute!" After just six words, a figure has already swept into the hall like a light smoke. Marquis Tie Wen withdrew his halberds and retreated seven steps in a row.Although he didn't make a real move, he was already sweating profusely at this moment, he was more tired than fighting people ten times in the past. Star Picker Peng Qing and the other four were slightly moved, their eyes turned, and they all let go, Peng Qing said: "Brother Banxia has finally arrived!" The figure that flashed across was the strange man Wang Banxia. At this moment, his clothes were all soaked, he leaned against the wall panting, unable to speak for a long time. For a journey of two hundred miles, he came here in two hours, how amazing this lightness kung fu is, and how huge the consumption of energy is. The man in white gave him a cold look, and said, "Sure enough, it's really light work!" Wang Banxia gasped and said: "Okay... let's talk..." His gaze turned pale, and he said: "Qiao Laosan, Xu Wenzhi and the others...they..." Peng Qing sighed deeply: "They have all died in martial arts!" Wang Banxia sat down, stunned for a while, the man in white was already facing him, and said slowly, "Please act!" Marquis Tie Wen shouted loudly: "Brother Wang didn't come here to fight." The man in white said coldly: "If you don't want to fight, what are you doing here?" Wang Banxia suddenly jumped up, and said loudly: "Wang came here, just sent a letter of war on behalf of my world's number one swordsman, and invited you to go..." The white-clothed man sneered and interrupted: "The number one swordsman? Even if he is the number one swordsman, we have to wait until after I have fought here... let alone who knows that he is the number one swordsman?" Yu Banxia said: "Your Excellency, after reading the letter of war, you will no longer want to fight with others, and you will immediately know that the person who wrote the letter is unparalleled in swordsmanship!" The man in white asked: "Where is the letter of war?" Wang Banxia said: "Wait for a while, and it will be delivered." The man in white asked, "How long will you wait?" Wang Banxia said: "Up to two hours." The man in white pondered for a while, and said, "Okay! I'll wait!" He sat down on the spot and didn't move.He seems to be able to sit down anywhere, to settle down anywhere.He could not sleep or eat for days and nights, and he could still eat rotten sewage, because he didn't care about anything except "martial arts". Hu Buchou and Ma Liang saw how fast the horses and chariots were approaching in the distance, they couldn't help being both surprised and happy, Hu Buchou wiped off his sweat and said, "What a fast horse!" Ma Liang sighed: "I rode a horse for the first time when I was three years old, and started raising horses when I was seven years old. I hang out with horses all day long. I have never seen such a fast horse in the past 23 years!" Before the words were over, the chariots and horses were close at hand. Hu Buchou jumped out, raised his arms and shouted: "Please stop!" He only knew that it would be difficult for the horses and chariots to stop, so he was already ready to jump into the chariot. Unexpectedly, when the driver whistled, the two horses stopped immediately, which was more relaxed and natural than the sudden stop of a peerless Qinggong master running. I saw the driver wearing a big hat with sunshade on his head, pressing his brows tightly, the two horses were still radiant after running so fast, they were very handsome. Ma Liang knew that horses loved horses, and when he saw these two horses, he couldn't help being excited, and couldn't help reaching out to stroke the mane. Hu Buchou clasped his fists and said: "I have urgent matters, I want to borrow a horse..." The driver giggled and said, "Are you crazy?" The voice was cold and difficult, Hu Buchou was startled when he heard that, Ma Liang exclaimed: "Sweat and blood BMW!" He stretched out his hand to caress the horse's body, and his hand was already stained with bloody horse sweat. Hu Buchou was even more surprised, and changed color: "The friend in the car is..." I just heard giggling in the carriage and said: "I can't find it after breaking through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to find it... Wonderful, wonderful, isn't it pleasant?" This person actually mispronounced the most popular proverbs, and Hu Buchou could only hear the words, and Hu Buchou immediately blurted out in surprise: "Qianjinqiu!" What I saw coming out of the car was indeed the ball-like golden-clothed man Gansun. Gansun's face was full of smirks, he glanced around, and said: "Miao, Miao, isn't it a pleasure to have only one person here? Is Brother Cen in the car?" Hu Buchou exchanged glances with Ma Liang, and said, "Could it be that your Excellency came after that horse-faced man? Haha! Wonderful..." Suddenly he slapped out! Unexpectedly, although Gansun is fat and stupid, his body is very nimble, he dodges this palm with a light flash, his body technique is so weird, it really looks like a golden ball rolling to the ground. At this time, Ma Liang had already grabbed the driver's ankle and tore it off forcefully. The driver shouted angrily, "Dog... dog..." Ma Liang didn't wait for him to turn over and stand up, but with his waist down, he turned the white head of the driver over, and with a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, half dead. The driver of the chariot was originally a Dawan warrior, and his martial arts were not weak, but Ma Liang used a unique wrestling technique among the Beggar Clan. As long as his palms were touched, he would definitely fall to the ground, and the Dawan warrior was caught by surprise. , Without a chance to fight back, he was already lying on the ground unable to move. Hu Buchou over there has repeatedly encountered danger. I saw Gansun rolling around, surrounding Hu Buchou in the center, Hu Buchou was already in a state of being beaten, he didn't even make a move! Ma Liang wanted to go forward to help, but except for a few wrestling stunts, his other martial arts were really bad, but Gansun's martial arts were extremely weird, as long as one move was made, it didn't matter whether it hit or missed, and it didn't care about the opponent. Whether he fights back or not, he will never stay in shape, and immediately slides away. With this kind of martial arts, if others want to hurt him, it is really not easy, but if they want to hurt others, it is also very difficult.Ma Liang has never seen such a timid kungfu in his travels. He can beat people, but he has to guard against being beaten first. Thinking about it, his thoughts of wanting to beat people are much less than his thoughts of being afraid of being beaten. Ma Liang secretly sighed and said: "Qingping swordsman is famous, how can his disciples be so poor in martial arts, if he hadn't met such a coward who is afraid of being beaten, he might have been lying down already." A thought flashed by, and suddenly Hu Buchou laughed and said, "Okay! Wang Banxia is here!" Gansun's body shook, and he shouted: "Where is it?" Before he could finish the three words, Hu Buchou slapped him on the chest, followed by a flying kick, kicking him rolling a few times. The place where he started was soft, and it seemed that he couldn't hurt the opponent at all, so Hu Buchou was taken aback!Unexpectedly, although Gansun was not injured, after jumping up, he didn't turn his head and slipped away like flying. Ma Liang was angry and funny, shook his head and sighed: "What a useless pustule." Hu Buchou said with a smile: "This person's martial arts are indeed superior to mine, but I already know that this person is greedy for life and afraid of death, even the martial arts he performs are like that, so I don't worry at all, and deliberately pretend that I can't fight back , so that he can be proud of himself, and then scare him, kick him, and indeed scare him away." Ma Liang couldn't help feeling ashamed inwardly, looking at Hu Buchou's big head and smiling face, he sighed secretly: "This man looks like a fool, I don't think he can be so smart and calm, even in such a critical situation , still not in a hurry, and full of ingenious schemes! Based on these two points, others are inferior, and I almost misjudged him." Thinking of this, I can't help but admire Hu Buchou. Hu Buchou said with a smile: "Anyway, we have to be grateful to him for sending us two BMWs. Hurry up and move the horse's face to this car, so that Senior Wang won't be in a hurry." The two jumped to the side of the road, opened the car door, and looked at the place. The two exclaimed at the same time, and they were so shocked that they stayed on the ground, unable to move any more! The horse-faced Cen Zou in the carriage had disappeared without a trace! The sun was rising gradually, and there was a dead silence in the huge Lianyun Manor. In the depths of autumn, the sun is not so hot, but the hundreds of big men standing in the courtyard are already sweating profusely, and the sweat is soaked through their heavy clothes. Wang Banxia, ​​Tie Wenhou, Peng Qing and other six people were sitting against the wall, twelve eyes were fixed on the door of the hall, and there was already a look of restlessness on their faces. The man in white sat still like a stone statue, and the sunlight reflected his white linen clothes golden, adding a bit of mystery to him. Wang Banxia murmured: "Damn...Damn, why didn't you come..." Suddenly, the man in white suddenly stood up, and said coldly: "It's two hours!" Wang Banxia wryly smiled and said, "Is it there yet?" The man in white asked, "Where is the battle letter of the number one swordsman?" Wang Banxia said: "In another hour, it must be here." The man in white said coldly: "I said to wait two hours, that is to wait two hours. Is it my warrior spirit to waste the good time waiting?" Wang Banxia said: "Don't you just know martial arts competition and practice, and don't care about anything else?" Peng Qing said: "Do you know that there are many good things in the world besides martial arts, such as famous flowers and trees, beautiful scenery on a good day, century-old wine, and peerless beauties, don't you want to enjoy them?" The man in white said slowly: "My life has been dedicated to martial arts, and I can't care about anything else!" Although his voice was slow, he cut nails and iron without any hesitation. Wang Banxia sighed: "Although you are a martial idiot, you are admirably idiotic..." The man in white stopped talking, slowly raised his long sword, and said, "Please!" Marquis Tie Wen suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, Tie..." Suddenly there was a commotion outside the hall, and everyone shouted loudly: "Here we come! Here we come! Someone is coming..." There was a sound of horseshoes among the noise. At the first sound of hoofbeats, two riders were already galloping towards them. The momentum was like flying horses in the sky. Wang Banxia was overjoyed and said: "Don't worry, you came on time..." Before he could say the good word, he suddenly changed his face and said, "Then... where is Cen Zou?" Hu Buchou gasped for breath, bowed his head and said, "Miss... Missing." Wang Banxia was startled and angry, and shouted sharply: "His acupoints are restricted, how could he disappear?" Hu Buchou felt regretful and ashamed, so he briefly told the story.王半侠只听得连连顿足，怒道：“这怎生是好？你可知有多少武林高手要送命在此事中？” 胡不愁哪敢说话！王半侠泪如雨下，又道：“是谁会将岑陬劫走？是谁有那么狠毒的心肠？” 铁温侯等人虽已抱定以身殉武之心，但方被引起生机，此刻又告断绝，面上也不禁露出失望之色。 胡不愁讷讷道：“晚辈若是猜得不错，那将岑陬劫去之人，不出片刻，便会在这里现身。” 王半侠怒道：“岂有此理，他莫非赶来送死不成？”众人都觉胡不愁猜的实是大错特错，毫无道理。 只有彭清却温言道：“你且将道理说来听听。” 胡不愁沉声道：“那人既非要救岑陬，劫去岑陬可说毫无用处，除非他要以岑陬为质，来威胁我等，那么他便必定要在这种最最危急之时赶来，迟了一日，岑陬的价值便要减少九分。” 众人俱未想到这外貌平凡的少年竟有如此过人的聪明，都不禁为之动容，王半侠亦自颔首道：“有道理……有……” 忽然间，众人眼前一花，半空中落下一条人影，飘身攘人大厅，一身褐衣，满面木然，却是那木郎君！胡不愁不用再想，便知岑陬必是木郎君劫去的，立刻向王半侠打了个手势，悄然道：“晚辈猜的只怕不错了。” 厅中之人，虽然多半未曾见过木郎君，但瞧他模样，已知他必是传说中的“青木宫”中之人。王半侠抢先一步，厉声道：“岑陬在哪里？” 木郎君阴森森一笑，冷冷道：“阁下倒聪明得很，不错，那马脸人确是在我处，但各位要见他，却无如此容易。” 王半侠道：“你有什么条件？快说吧！”