Chapter 5 Chapter 4 Swords and Swords Killing Fangs (2)

six The soldiers of the God and Blood Alliance divided into three groups, attacking from the left and right rear of Bishui Pavilion. The ones advancing from the left to the Murderous Water Pavilion were the warriors of the Golden Armor and Silver Shield groups of the God's Blood Alliance, as well as thirty-six elite masters. Leading this army is Zhuge Chaofan. Those who killed Bishui Pavilion from behind were the three priests of the Black Demon Hall, Purple Clothes Hall, Skeleton Hall and the Main Altar of the Gods and Blood Alliance. This force is stronger. The first to sneak into the stone forest from the waterfall was the vanguard team of the Black Demon Hall.

The truly terrifying ones are the forty-nine masters of the Skeleton Hall and the three priests of the main altar. The three priests are all over seventy years old. Although they are old, their high skills are rare in the world. Those who lead this army are these three priests. Those who came from the right were warriors from the Eagle and Leopard groups of the Divine Blood Alliance. In addition, there are more than 60 elite hall masters. The leader is none other than Changsun Yifeng! The most violent attack was a thousand underworld masters directly commanded by Zhuge Chaofan. The warriors of the golden armor group and the warriors of the silver shield group are both elite fighters in the League of Gods and Blood.

And the thirty-six elite masters who came after him were even more difficult and powerful characters. The golden foot belt, the dead Taoist, and the old gambler, joined hands with the people from the Bishui Pavilion to fight. This battle can be said to be unprecedentedly fierce. Luckily, Bishuige was already prepared to fight. As soon as the warriors of the golden armor group and the warriors of the silver shield group charged over, they had already set up three strange formations, besieging them heavily. These three formations are absolutely unusual. Although the warriors of the golden armor group and the silver shield group were coming aggressively, they still couldn't break through the three strange formations.

But Zhuge Chaofan commanded firmly and did not panic. The thirty-six masters under him, under the dispatch of the chief protector, also set up an extremely weird formation. Battle against battle! Break the formation with the formation! This reason is not difficult to understand. But the most important thing is whether this formation can restrain the opponent's formation! Of course, the level of martial arts of the team members is enough to directly or indirectly affect the outcome of this battle. Jinjiadai and the other three were not part of the Bishuige formation. They seem to be becoming a bit redundant.

But when the opponent also formed a formation, they had the effect of disturbing the enemy's line of sight. Zhuge Chaofan has rich experience in battle, and he knew at first sight that these three people must be eliminated. He sneered, and stepped forward to deal with these three people. Although the old gambler is short, he has the most vigorous fighting spirit. When he saw Zhuge Chaofan flying towards him, he could not help but sweep him away with his palm! Jinjiao hurriedly said: "Don't underestimate the enemy, this old immortal is the chief protector of the Blood God Alliance, and the old gambling spirit is flying backwards like a kite with a broken string.

They fight together. The old gambler has a powerful palm and has always been known as an iron palm. But this fight, he suffered a big loss. "Dead?" The Taoist did not gloat, but said this as usual. The old gambler shouted to himself: "Not dead! Not dead! I can't die yet..." He actually wants to fight Zhuge Chaofan again. But he only took two steps forward, and he fell down. Golden Foot hugged him hastily. Daoist Shiwei's face changed, and the five spirit sword in his hand was vying to stab Zhuge Chaofan. The shadow of the sword flickered, and the sword blossomed.

Every bit of sword flower hides a fierce killing, and every killing move hides subtle and infinite changes. Zhuge Chaofan couldn't help but let out a cheer: "Sure enough, good swordsmanship!" Daoist Shiwei didn't pay any attention to what the other party said, and his moves with the long sword in his palm were even tighter. However, no matter how clever the sword move was, no matter how fierce the killing was, it still couldn't hurt Zhuge Chaofan in the slightest. Tangtang chief protector, his skills are indeed outstanding. The golden foot belt has already shouted over there: "Niubi, this old ghost is not easy to mess with, be careful—"

He is not making others ambitious and destroying his prestige, but it is true. Zhuge Chaofan attacked Shiwei Taoist sixteen times in a row, and he had already seen the flaws in the opponent's swordsmanship. Just when Taoist Shiwei struck out the eighteenth sword, Zhuge Chaofan suddenly jumped from the heavy sword net. This is a very dangerous move. But he has already seen the biggest flaw in Taoist Shiwei's sword technique, and this pounce was completely aimed at that flaw. Daoist Shiwei's sword is old, Zhuge Chaofan's pounce is the safest. He is safe, but Taoist is very dangerous before death, because at this time, the distance between the two of them is only a few feet away.

Zhuge Chaofan struck out a palm like lightning. Bah! Daoist Siwei got a palm in his waist, spitting blood, and swooped out. The ones who rushed in from behind the Bishui Pavilion were also elite fighters from the God-Blood Alliance. Although Jiao Sisi and Gao Liuliu have a solid foundation in swordsmanship, they are only brave and foolhardy. Although Yun Shuangshuang has extraordinary skills, but after all, it is difficult to support alone. Fortunately, before the three priests of the God-Blood Alliance arrived, masters from the Beggars' Gang, the Long Whale Gang, the Huashan School, and the Tiantai School had already set up their formations, and finally held the ground in time.

These sects and guilds are all targets of the God and Blood Alliance. At this time, they can be said to be enemies of the same enemy, and they have the spirit of death. When the three priests arrived, the situation was already very tense, and no one was absolutely sure of victory. Now, the two attacks of the Divine Blood Alliance have been launched in full swing. But Changsun Yifeng was more than a hundred zhang away to the right of Bishui Pavilion, standing still. He said to wait for the best time. What is he waiting for? How long will he have to wait? This Qianqiu, the head of the elite two halls, did not say anything.

But suddenly, there was a fierce battle between the members of the elite hall and the warriors of the eagle group and leopard group. They were fellow travelers, and they were all under the jurisdiction of Changsun Yifeng. Moreover, the enemy is at hand, and the battle is imminent, but they fought first by themselves. Changsun Yifeng didn't stop it. He just stared at someone coldly. The man stared at him intently. "Hall Master Changsun, thank you for your hunting knife." The man suddenly smiled faintly and said such a sentence. seven This person is of course Blood Duke Wei Tianchan. The hunting knife was in his hand. Even Sun Yifeng's life seemed to be in his hands. "Do you know what kind of punishment you will receive if you betray the alliance?" Wei Tianchan said lightly. Changsun Yifeng blinked, and said: "I never thought that I really joined the League of Gods and Blood, so the word 'betrayal' is out of the question." Wei Tianshan smiled coldly: "Do you think you can take advantage of people's danger and hit the alliance hard?" Changsun Yifeng shook her head: "You're wrong again, the leader of the Guardian Alliance is currently attacking the Bishui Pavilion, and the ones who are at risk will only be the people in the Bishui Pavilion, not the Gods and Blood Alliance." Wei Tianchan laughed: "You are self-aware. To be honest, after this battle, there will no longer be a Bishui Pavilion in Jianghu, nor will there be an Elite Hall anymore." Changsun Yifeng said indifferently: "Then, of course I will never exist again?" Wei Tianchan shook his head. "That's not the case, I want you to live." A cruel smile appeared in his eyes: "You can live for at least a hundred days." Changsun Yifeng sighed and said: "In this hundred days, I'm afraid I will be broken into a human form by the demon." Wei Tianchan stared at him for a long time, then said with a weird smile: "I will use this hunting knife to cut off your flesh very carefully, once a day, only half a tael each time, and never take too much .” Changsun Yifeng's eyes flickered: "That's interesting, half a tael of meat every day, when will I finish cutting it?" Wei Tianchan said: "At least, within a hundred days, you will never die." Chang Sun Yifeng had no expression on his face, but said indifferently: "Perhaps, our plan has failed." Wei Tianchan said: "But you are very successful if you have at least one pavilion." "Black Wolf Gang?" "Yes, killing someone with a knife is always the best strategy." Changsun Yifeng said: "Then, I have already used the Divine Blood Alliance?" Wei Tianchan said: "You don't have to think too smart about yourself. Exterminating the Black Wolf Gang is something I have wanted to do for a long time. Your Excellency's appearance just makes me do it earlier." Changsun Yifeng said lightly: "You are indeed an old fox, but you are still far from the stage of success." As soon as he finished speaking, someone answered immediately: "People with bad intentions will never succeed." Wei Tianshan turned his eyes and stared at the face of a man in gray. But he couldn't see the man's face. He just saw the man's eyes. Wei Tianchan sneered. The man in gray was masked, but Wei Tianchan seemed to be able to recognize who he was through the cloth covering his face. "The one who shows his prestige in the Nine Profound Cave is Your Excellency?" He said coldly. The gray-clothed masked man said: "That's not very prestige, I can only say that you people are a bit useless." Gong Tianchan said: "Someone said that that day your voice was very strange, your words were very rude, and you used a silver gun as a weapon. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like Sima Zongheng." The masked man in gray said, "Do you think I look like Sima Zongheng?" Wei Tianchan said: "Very similar." The masked man in gray said, "How can you see that?" Wei Tianchan said: "Because you don't have that silver gun in your hand now." The masked man in gray said, "What does this have to do with whether I look like Sima Zongheng?" Wei Tianchan said: "Because you want to get back the hunting knife, only the hunting knife is the most satisfactory weapon for you!" The masked man in gray was silent for a while, then continued: "Is there any other reason?" Wei Tianchan said: "Also, since the hunting knife is already in my hands, even if you use any weapon to deal with me, it is absolutely redundant. In this case, it is better to use bare hands, maybe you will be more flexible." The masked man in gray couldn't help but praise sincerely: "Master Wei is really shrewd." Wei Tianchan remained unmoved, and just smiled coldly: "But I can't figure it out, how did you chivalrous characters learn to cover your head and face." The masked man in gray immediately removed the cloth covering his head, revealing his true colors. This person is indeed Sima Zongheng. The conflict between him and Changsun Yifeng was just a plan, that is, to make Changsun Yifeng sneak into the League of Gods and Blood. Sima Zongheng's head was cut off, of course it was fake, it was just a way to hide his eyes. Whether Changsun Yifeng can successfully infiltrate the God-Blood Alliance, and whether he can obtain the trust of Dewei Tianchan, is not absolutely sure. For this point, Sima Zongheng argued with Changsun Yifeng for a long time. Sima Zongheng believed that this was extremely dangerous and difficult, and he did not approve of this plan. But Changsun Yifeng insisted on his own opinion. In order to eliminate the God-Blood Alliance, Changsun Yifeng is willing to take on the dangerous role of "undercover". Up to now, although Changsun Yifeng has not completely failed, she has not really succeeded either. An old fox will never trust a tiger in sheep's clothing easily. The warriors of the eagle group and the leopard group have already received a secret order to kill everyone in the elite hall! Everyone in the elite hall is in a bloody battle. The hall master is no exception. Changsun Yifeng has been fighting hard with two leopard warriors. These two warriors are actually not members of the Leopard Group, but Pu Yangyu and Wei Baoguan! It is rumored that Wei Baoguan's martial arts are mediocre, but that is by no means accurate. The tiger father has no dogs! Wei Tianchan's martial arts skills are superb, so how could his son be a pustule? Changsun Yifeng's swordsmanship is superb, there is no doubt about it, but under the siege of Pu Yangyu and Wei Baoguan, he fell into a situation where he could not see the time. All three of them are masters in swordsmanship. The attainments of the three are not even close to each other. But the eldest grandson Yifeng, who is one against two, is really hard to please.Chick! Wei Baoguan looked light and impetuous, but his swordsmanship was deep and fierce, and finally cut a half-foot gash on Changsun Yifeng's right shoulder first. Sima Zongheng's heart skipped a beat. Of course he really wanted to help Changsun Yifeng, but in front of him, there was an extremely fierce and powerful Blood Duke Wei Tianchan. There was a cruel light in Wei Tianchan's eyes, like a hungry lion. He even showed a hunting knife in his hand! Sima Zongheng is powerless. As soon as he moved, Wei Tianchan's knife would definitely entangle him immediately. At that time, not only would he not be able to help Changsun Yifeng, but he would even die immediately under the hunting knife. Sima Zongheng is not afraid of death. But this way of dying is too unfair and not worth it. And if he dies, it will definitely have an extremely bad impact on Changsun Yifeng's emotions, and that will only speed up the time of his defeat. At this moment, Sima Zongheng's palms were already sweating. Fortunately, Master Tie Feng's voice came suddenly. "Two phoenixes fly together, whoever blocks it will die!" Eight Master Tie Feng's voice came, and so did the people. The most important thing is his sword. Phoenix Excalibur! Wei Baoguan had already determined that Changsun Yifeng was a dead person. With him and Han Yangyu working together, Changsun Yifeng will definitely die, he can't turn defeat into victory, and he can't escape from the swords of the two. In fact, Changsun Yifeng will not escape. Regardless of victory or defeat, he must be with every brother in the elite hall. He can lose or die, but he will never escape in this situation. There may be only one worst plan for him, which is to die with the ferocious enemy. But the appearance of Master Tie Feng made him not have to make such a bad plan. ——Two phoenixes fly together, whoever blocks it will die! Master Tie Feng can have this confidence, this pride, why can't he have the same spirit. In an instant, Changsun Yifeng changed. His sword seemed to have confidence and life. Master Tie Feng laughed. "This is the grandson Yifeng!" Wei Baoguan sneered.He said to Puyang Yu: "Leave the elite hall master to you!" He chose Master Tiefeng. The tiger father has no dogs, so what's so great about a mere Tiefeng master? brush!brush!brush!brush! Wei Baoguan swung his long sword, striking out five swords in one breath. The moves of these five swords are not complicated, and can even be said to be extremely simple, but the momentum is as powerful as a thunderbolt, which naturally puts great pressure on Master Tiefeng. But Master Tie Feng's gaze suddenly became as cold as a sword's edge, cold and firm. His people are also as stable as Mount Tai, absolutely not intimidated by this thunderous attack. Every time Wei Baoguan made a strike with his sword, his body jerked to one side. However, only the upper half of his body moved, but his legs were firmly nailed to the ground, motionless. After attacking the five swords, Wei Baoguan's eyes changed. He obviously didn't expect that Master Tie Feng's skill was so agile. Master Tie Feng did not fight back, but shouted loudly at this moment. What does this drink mean? Wei Baoguan didn't know, and neither did Puyang Yu. When they finally found out, Changsun Yifeng's sword had passed through Wei Baoguan's throat. The real killer came from Changsun Yifeng, which really surprised Wei Baoguan. He can't think of it, absolutely can't think of it. The same goes for Puyang Yu. At that time, he had already entangled Changsun Yifeng, and seemed to have forced him to breathe. However, suddenly asked, the eldest grandson Yifeng disappeared. The sword that Puyang Yu attacked was actually caught by Master Tie Feng's Phoenix Excalibur. Where is the grandson Yifeng? He and Master Tie Feng had switched places, but Jian Feng was bleeding. It was the blood that flowed from Wei Baoguan's throat. In an instant, a person's face became paler than paper. That's Blood Duke Wei Tianchan! Wei Baoguan is really dead this time. He died under Changsun Yifeng's sword! "That's simply impossible!" The Blood Duke screamed in his heart. I already knew that Changsun Yifeng was a spy, but he never killed him! He thought it couldn't fly out of his palm. But now, Changsun Yifeng killed Wei Baoguan in his own palm! Wei Tianchan was so angry that his lungs exploded! Sa! The sword is as bright as snow, rush out! Sima Zongheng stopped him, and went to stop him with his bare hands. Wei Tianchan's face was pale, but his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed! He roared wildly, and the blade became more fierce, almost like overwhelming mountains and seas. Sima Zongheng avoided the Eight Swords with his ingenious body shape. But Wei Tianchan's saber technique became more and more fierce. Sa! Every knife is powerful enough to break a monument, especially the ninth knife! Sima Zongheng seemed to slow down a little at this moment. One slow motion is enough to kill. He finally fell under this knife! Sima fell down, but did not die. In fact, his figure never slowed down, but Wei Tianchan's ninth knife was twice as fast. Blood Duke is indeed worthy of being a hero of a generation. As far as this sword is concerned, there are probably few people in the world who can use it. Even Sima Zongheng can't. Xiao Sima is a master, an outstanding young master, but by no means invincible. Even if he died under this knife, he would die without complaint. Because the Blood Duke's sword technique is indeed extremely brilliant and powerful. But he didn't die. Because he knows hunting knives better than anyone. A hunting knife doesn't know anyone or anything, it's only made by people after all. It has no thoughts, no feelings! But people can understand the knife. Especially Xiao Sima. When Wei Tianchan made the ninth knife, Sima Zongheng had already calculated its size in that short moment. If this knife was cut under this situation, it would be able to cut right on his own chest, with the blade penetrating three inches into his flesh. It's definitely deadly enough. And at that time, he had no way out. Wei Tianchan's knife has completely blocked all his escape routes. It is impossible for him to take the knife. Therefore, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and bear the knife with his flesh and blood. But at that moment, he took a deep breath, causing the muscles in his chest to tighten rapidly. This is a life-saving trick. In the end, the knife still hurt him, but the blade didn't have three inches of human flesh.Just five points. A half-inch scar, not too light but not fatal. Wei Dachan was also surprised. In his imagination, no one could survive this knife. But Sima Zongheng did not die.Because he knows hunting knives, he knows its size all too well. If it was another knife, he might not know how to dodge it! Although Wei Tiandan was surprised, his murderous intent remained. The hunting knife fell again with a whistling sound. Si Dao jumped up quickly, and he was two feet long in one leap. Suddenly, a solid sword shadow flew over. Bang! This sword blocked the hunting knife in Wei Tianchan's hand. Wei Tianchan's eyes suddenly brightened, focusing on the owner of the sword. It was a woman in a green skirt, Wei Tianchan's wife. But she no longer admits that she is Mrs. Wei. She is now the owner of the Bishui Pavilion, and she is also the main target of the Divine Blood Alliance. Wei Tianchan was indeed surprised. He didn't expect that she would be able to take the knife for Sima Zongheng. "Your martial arts are very good!" He stared at the master of Bishui Pavilion and said coldly. "Wei Tianchan, you finally found this place today, and you also found me." The voice of the owner of the Bishui Pavilion was even colder. Wei Tianchan's pupils contracted, and he said slowly: "Do you think Tang Qianli's swordsmanship can kill me?" The owner of Bishui Pavilion said, "Tang Qianli is dead, don't mention him again." Wei Tianchan said: "But the iron sword in your hand is still Tang Qianli's relic after all." The owner of the Bishui Pavilion said coldly: "Are you scared?" Wei Tianchan laughed abruptly: "Even if Tang Qianli is resurrected, I don't care at all, he is not my enemy at all." The owner of Bishui Pavilion smiled coldly: "Wei Tianchan, you overestimate yourself." At this moment, one person waved a knife and shouted: "Cut!" There was a "cut" sound, and the man swung his two knives and slashed wildly over. He is Qin Zhan. The person he wanted to behead was of course Blood Duke Wei Tianchan. Nine Qin Zhan came suddenly, and he came desperately. He had no intention of living at all. There was only one thought in his mind, which was to kill Wei Tianchan. Wei Tianchan smiled coldly.A mere seven-star guild leader, he hasn't taken it seriously yet. But the iron sword of the owner of the Bishui Pavilion cannot be ignored. Now that Qin Zhan has made his move, the owner of the Bishui Pavilion will naturally not be idle. On the contrary, Sima Zongheng can stand by and watch how Wei Tianchan deals with the master of Bishui Pavilion and Qin Zhan. Wei Tianchan's clothes undulated and his figure turned sharply. "Kill!" He suddenly yelled! The knife light scattered, and a silver light flew into the throat of the owner of the Bishui Pavilion like lightning. With a ding, the iron sword fell to the ground. The owner of the Bishui Pavilion is still standing. Her eyes were wide open, her face full of bewilderment. For many years, she has been practicing swordsmanship hard, just waiting for this day to come. This day has come, but she still can't kill Wei Tianchan. She was angry and disappointed. But in her disappointed eyes, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed again. She has been defeated and is about to die, but Qin Zhan is not defeated yet, he is not dead yet. She remembered one thing. ——When Qin Zhan saw her, he asked her to untie the hilt of the iron sword. ——She has used this iron sword to practice swords for a long time, but she never thought that its hilt could be freed. ——There is a very thin booklet in the hilt of the sword, and there are eleven types of sword techniques in the booklet. ——Tang Qianli is a famous swordsman, but his greatest achievement is not in swordsmanship, but in swordsmanship. ——A long time ago, he had developed the eleven-style sword technique.He thought it was Wei Tianchan's nemesis, because the eleven-style saber techniques were originally created for Wei Tianchan's martial arts. ——But the eleven-style sword technique is not enough, because it only has offensive moves, but no defensive styles.If you want to kill Wei Tianchan, if you only attack but don't defend, you will lose. ——Later, Tang Qianli created another eight-style defensive swordsmanship, combined with the eleven-style, a total of nineteen swordsmanship. ——Tang Qianli once had a last word, telling Qin Zhan that these nineteen knives can kill Wei Tianchan! Was Tang Qianli's hard work in vain? Can Qin Zhan kill the Duke of Blood? All of this depends on this moment! Suddenly, a knife fell down. At the same time, one person howled fiercely, while the other reached out and took the knife like lightning! That's a hunting knife!The person receiving the knife is Sima Zongheng! Qin Zhan's knife had already sunk into the Blood Duke's chest! Wei Tianchan's eyes protruded angrily, staring at Qin Zhan: "You...you...you..." But apart from the three "you", he couldn't say a word anymore. The owner of the Bishui Pavilion has fallen. She had a smile on her face as she fell down. Not long after she fell, Wei Tianchan also fell. Qin Zhan stood there blankly, but failed to protect the life of the owner of Bishui Pavilion. If Tang Qianli was still alive, his mood would be different, and he would definitely be exactly the same as Qin Zhan. ten The battle of Bishui Pavilion was extremely tragic. Pu Yangyu, Zhuge Chaofan, Wei Baoguan, and the three priests are all first-class masters of the God-Blood Alliance. But they encountered an extremely powerful counterattack force. After Wei Tianchan fell, the situation took a turn for the worse. In the melee, among these first-class masters, only one of the three priests could escape by luck. None of the rest could leave the Bishui Pavilion alive. However, the heroes are also seriously injured. The Beggars' Gang, the Long Whale Gang, the Huashan School, and the Tiantai School all lost many masters. The masters in the Bishui Pavilion also suffered heavy casualties. The one with the slightest loss was the Elite Hall. An old gambler, the dead Taoist fought hard against Zhuge Chaofan, and both were injured.But they actually did not die. It was all because of Hao Shijie's excellent medical skills. He smiled bitterly, and said to the two, "This old man killed Zhuge Chaofan and saved you, how can you thank me?" The old gambler said, "You cut down Zhuge Chaofan?" Hao Shijie shook his head: "The old man didn't perform the operation himself." The old gambler was taken aback: "Then how did you kill the Chief Protector?" Hao Shijie said with a smile: "The old man is scolding someone severely. It is useless to scold him. He is useless. Even Zhuge Chaofan dare not deal with him." An old gambler. "Who are you scolding?" "Mr. Yi Da." "What was the result?" "The old boy couldn't bear it, so he immediately went to fight Ge Chaofan desperately, and in the end he really killed the chief guardian." The old gambler said: "After all, you just fanned the flames, but you took the credit for it yourself." Hao Shijie laughed: "In short, Zhuge Chaofan was killed by this old man." "Hey, dead!" Taoist Shiwei finally spoke. At this time, a big black-faced man came over with a large bowl of medicine in his hand, and said loudly, "Drink it quickly, or you will die!" "Gao Liuliu?" Daoist Siwei was stunned, "Taking a sip of the medicine, he shook his head frequently: "It's bitter!Bitter too! " Gao Liuliu and the old gamblers laughed in unison: "Death!" The setting sun shines for thousands of miles, and the ancient Taoists are at dusk. Shu Meiying bid farewell to Master Tiefeng. Before leaving, Master Tie Feng said to her, "I am glad to see that you are fine." Shu Meiying's eyes were a little red. "Why do you have to go? Am I really annoying to you?" Master Tie Feng shook his head: "No, I am very happy with you, and I will definitely come back to settle accounts with you in the future." "Settling accounts?" Shu Meiying was taken aback. "Of course, don't you know that this time I lost a lot of blood and sweat because of you and the God-Blood Alliance?" "Should I be responsible for this?" Shu Meiying laughed out loud. At this moment, Jiao Sisi came over and said loudly, "Have you talked enough?" Shu Meiying was taken aback, and leaned against Master Tie Feng: "Why is this man so fierce?" Jiao Sisi said: "If you don't leave, Hero Sima won't wait for you!" Shu Meiying was startled, staring at Master Tie Feng: "Where are you going with Sima Daxia?" Master Tie Feng smiled slightly, and after a while he said: "Fast and take a bath." "Why do you fast and take a bath? Don't you want to become a monk?" Shu Meiying was surprised again. Master Tie Feng shook his head and suddenly sighed: "These days, we have encountered many bloody incidents, Master Wulong said that he would greet us and eat vegetarian dishes for three days." "Master Wulong is alright?" "It's all your brother's fault." "Him? Don't mention it! He said he could kill Wei Tianchan, but he is actually an idiot!" Master Tie Feng smiled: "Nine Absolute Flying Fox Shu Tiege is an idiot, this is an unheard of talk." Jiao Sisi urged again. Master Tie Feng smiled, and finally walked away on the ancient road at dusk. Chapter Five: Heroes, Heroes, and Illusionary God one The Yangtze River under the sun is magnificent and magnificent. A lonely old man came to Dadukou on a thin streaky donkey. There were bursts of desolate flute sounds faintly in the distance, as if they were telling the injustice and misfortune in the world. Looking at the river, the old man suddenly let out a sigh, and slowly climbed down from the donkey's back. The sound of the flute is approaching, and a small boat that looks very dilapidated comes across the river. An old Confucian scholar who was about the same age as him was sitting on the bow of the boat, playing the flute horizontally and softly.The boatman was a big shirtless man with strong arms, and the oars flew vigorously in the wind and waves, and he reached the riverside in an instant! The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and the lonely old man let out a long sigh, and suddenly said: "We have lost." The old Confucian coughed, and after a long silence, he said: "There is no great army in the world, and no one will capsize in the gutter." The old man smiled sadly: "It's just that we lost too badly this time." The old Confucian said slowly: "If you don't experience a thing, you don't gain a wisdom." The old man said: "I am seventy-two this year, can I come again?" The old Confucian said: "Whether the scholar can come back again has nothing to do with the age?" The old man said: "If I listen to the words of the pedants, how can I fall into such a situation?" The old Confucian scholar said: "Although a soldier is defeated, he should not be discouraged. The defeat of a soldier can still be saved, but he cannot live when he is discouraged." The old man looked up and sighed: "The army has been defeated like a mountain, and the tide is gone. Who can save this tragic defeat?" The old Confucian said: "There is a person in Jiangdong. If you can invite him, the overall situation can still be done." When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Who is this?" The old Confucian looked at the distant peaks, and said slowly: "Ye Xuexuan." "Ye Xuexuan? Is this person a man or a woman? And who is it?" asked the old man. "Chairman, do you still remember Ye Hongxue?" "Mr. Ye Wu, the heavenly maniac layman?" "It's Ye Wu." The old Confucian said indifferently: "Although Ye Wu considers himself a madman, he is amazingly talented. He is only a wise man with a hundred thousand soldiers in his chest, and Ye Xuexuan is Ye Hongxue. daughter." The old man let out a long sigh, and continued with a lot of emotion: "It's a pity that Xuexuan is not a red blood. The red blood has already put on a cassock and buried her name in seclusion." The old Confucian said: "Don't you hear that there are talents in the country from generation to generation, and the blue is better than the blue?" The old man said: "Even though Miss Xuexuan is extremely intelligent, she is only a daughter's family after all!" The old Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "The chief hall master's words are wrong. Who said that a daughter has no generals? You must know that women do not give in to men. As far as Miss Ye is concerned, she is by no means weak and slender, but a first-class master with superb martial arts. " The old man said: "Ye Wu's magical skills are world-class, and his daughter is not weak, but..." The old Confucian scholar said bluntly: "Chief Hall Master, you are wrong again." The old man was taken aback: "Where is the mistake?" The old Confucian said: "Miss Xuexuan's martial arts are superb, but they were not taught by Ye Wu." The old man was silent for a while, and then said: "But I don't know what school and school this Miss Ye is from?" "Pang Liuxian, the leader of the Great Illusion Sect." "Pang Liuxian, the great imaginary god?" The old man was taken aback. "Yes, it is him, he is decades older than you and me." The old man took a long breath: "When the Da Huan Sect ruled the Central Plains martial arts, I was still young and weak!" The old coward nodded: "If calculated by seniors, Miss Ye is taller than you and me." The old man said: "I heard that Pang Liuxian was seated in the Zuolongshan Pavilion thirty years ago..." "No!" The old Confucian shook his head and said, "Sitting in the Longshan Pavilion has been quiet and free of disputes in recent years, mainly because people in the martial arts world thought that Pang Liuxian was dead." The old man said: "At that time, he was already over seventy years old, so he should be in his dying years." The old Confucian said: "People's lifespans are different from each other. How can there be very few people who live to be a hundred years old!" The old man said: "It turns out that Pang Shenweng is still alive, but why did he pretend to be dead?" The old Confucian said: "There is nothing else, Pang Liuxian just wants to be happy and quiet." The old man came to a sudden: "That's right, using the name of death to hide from the world can save a lot of trouble." The old Confucian said: "It's all because Pang Hierarch is so famous and has many enemies." The old man said: "I heard that since the news of Pang Liuxian's death, there has been no master in the Longshan Pavilion. I don't know if it is true?" The old Confucian scholar said: "That's right, all the great masters of the Great Huan Sect in the past have disappeared, and there are only a few servants who don't know martial arts at all sitting in the Longshan Pavilion." The old man said: "Could it be that the former enemies of Hierarch Pang would not inflict violence on these servants, and even destroy the Zuolongshan Pavilion?" The old Confucian scholar said: "Who said no? After the news of Pang Liuxian's death came out, within three years, four or five groups of people broke into the Zuolongshan Pavilion." The old man said: "Such people are not good people." The old Confucian scholar said: "They include Liuxiu of Hanshan, people in the ghost domain, Thirteen ghosts and the angry-eyed god Qiu Yizhu." The old man said awe-inspiringly: "These are all gangsters who are ruthless and extremely powerful in martial arts. How can those servants who don't know martial arts cope with it?" The old Confucian said: "But sitting in the Longshan Pavilion is still safe and sound. Those servants are still alive and well." The old man said: "But why?" The old Confucian scholar said: "Although Zuolongshan Pavilion is just an empty city, there is Mupengwu on the left and Spirit Snake Castle on the right to take care of it." The old man was startled: "Mupengwu and Spirit Snake Fort, are they also affiliated with the Great Illusion Sect?" The old Confucian scholar said: "The leader of Mupengwu, the leader of Mupeng King, and Zhuo Bijun, the master of Spirit Snake Castle, both don't admit that they have anything to do with the Great Illusion Sect, but they think that Liuxiu of Hanshan, people in the ghost domain, and thirteen ghosts are unique. Ji Qiu Yizhu used the strong to bully the weak, and dealt with a few servants who didn't know martial arts in the Longshan Pavilion, it didn't make sense, so he couldn't stand by and watch, and both of them took the lead!" The old man frowned: "This is a commendable chivalrous spirit, but it's unbelievable for them to say that it has nothing to do with the Great Magic Sect." The old Confucian said: "Don't worry about this for now, Hanshan Liuxiu and others thought that they could force people from the Great Illusion Sect to appear in the Zuolongshan Pavilion, but in the end it was not the people from the Great Illusion Sect, but King Mupeng and Zhuo Bijun." The old man said: "King Mu Peng is deep and wise, Zhuo Bijun is good at using poison, and Han Shan Liuxiu and others may not be able to deal with it well." The old Confucian scholar nodded, and said: "After several battles, the six beauties of Hanshan became blind, the people in the ghost domain lost their soldiers and lost their generals, and only three people remained. They stared at the gods and their martial arts were useless, and finally hanged themselves outside the gate of the Longshan Pavilion!" The old man sighed: "There are so many astonishing incidents, but the old man has never heard of them." The old Confucian scholar said: "There are countless tragic battles in the Jianghu, which are not known to the martial arts people. It is not surprising that the chief hall master does not know about this." The old man nodded and said: "The world is like a mystery, changing and changing. Outsiders often say that the old man is well-informed, but in fact, the old man is ignorant and ignorant. Compared with Mr. Gu, he is far away!" The old Confucian scholar said: "The chief hall master doesn't have to say that, hey, life has been in a hurry for decades, how much can you know? How much can you understand?" The old man said: "Listening to your words is better than reading thousands of books." The old Confucian scholar said: "Listen to me, the Chief Hall Master Yu can only help a little, and only Miss Ye can turn the tide for the main hall's main force and turn defeat into victory!" The old man took a deep breath, pondered for a long time, and then said: "The old man has no fighting spirit anymore, but now there seems to be a glimmer of hope..." "Having a glimmer of hope in one's heart is not enough to speak of courage!" The old Confucian said in a deep voice, "The chief hall master must have great confidence and great courage in order to deal a head-on blow to a powerful enemy." The old man was stunned, and suddenly nodded vigorously, and said: "Mr. Gu's words are very true, but I don't know where Miss Ye lives?" The old Confucian said: "It's on the bank of Fairy Lake, in the Ziqi Jade Building." The old man bowed his head and murmured, "Purple Qi Yulou by the Fairy Lake...Miss Ye..." When he said this, one of them suddenly fell into the water with a "puffing" sound.