Chapter 209 (1/2)

Zhen madman turned slowly, looked at Han Li and said, ”I thought our brothers had long been forgotten, but I didn't expect anyone to remember. Bei Dao Han Li, you are a great Xia. You are willing to commit yourself to the earth Pavilion. It really surprises the madman. ” Cut the crap. Now that you're here, don't plan to leave! Leave it to your senior brother Qian Daoqian as a companion“ In the sound of words, Han Li brushed the steel knife in his hand and went straight to the face of Zhen madman. Zhen Madman's wrist vibrated, and the soft whip jumped up and wrapped around Han Li's wrist.

Bei Dao Han Li was originally a swordsman outside the pass. He became famous outside the pass when he was a teenager. With a ”five tiger soul breaking knife” in his hand, he broke into a big name. When he was 21 years old, he chopped Lin Peng, who was known as the first knife outside the pass, with only nine moves. From then on, he was known as the first knife outside the pass.

But before the age of 40, he traveled all over the north and south of the Yangtze River and was famous all over the world. But when he was 40 years old, he suddenly closed the knife, ”five tigers soul breaking knife” was broken into two by him, and he disappeared from there.

Zhen madman had a hand with him when he was young. At that time, he joined hands with Qian Daoqian and could only draw with him.

Suddenly met at this time, both of them were quite surprised. A knife and a whip immediately tangled in one place, but the blade was fierce and domineering. Flexible whip is flexible and changeable.

Seeing that Zhen madman was entangled, Yankai looked at the old temple Zhu tied to the post and strode away with an iron bar.

Suddenly, a figure came from the side, accompanied by a trace of sword Qi. He burst out and the iron bar swept away from inside to outside. The man turned his body dexterously, turned over from the iron bar he swept away, fell on a foot opposite him, and pointed his sword at him.

When Yan Kai looked, he saw the man in a white robe, embroidered with birds and animals, and a beautiful jade hanging from his waist. He was very elegant. But his hands are a little pale, as white as jade, and even transparent. In his hand, he held an exquisite long sword. The scabbard of his left hand was inlaid with six agates the size of cat's eyes, which was even more luxurious.

This man is ”Qiuyu sword” Wei Qiuyu.

Yankai looked at Wei Qiuyu and thought he was very handsome, but his face was cold and his eyes were cold.

”Are you Yan Kai, the leader of Guiyang Branch of beggars' sect“

Wei Qiuyu's tone also seemed a little cold and arrogant.

”Yes, grandpa is Yankai. Who are you“

Yan Kai's iron stick station in his hand, his feet diverged, staring at a pair of pea eyes and closely staring at Wei Qiuyu.

”Wei Qiuyu“

”So you are Qiuyu sword guard Qiuyu“

He shook his head as he spoke, as if to say: it's better to be famous than to meet.

Wei Qiuyu snorted and said, ”why do you shake your head“

Yankai grinned and said, ”I think you are delicate and tender. I'm afraid you can't stand my stick“ Wei Qiuyu stopped talking and moved his foot gently. The long sword in his hand turned into a heavy sword shadow, and attacked Yankai all over.

Yankai's moves are very simple. He practices the foreign Kung Fu practiced by the thirteen Taibao. With his natural divine power, he is strong and has an iron stick of nearly 50 kg. The 24 style thunder running staff technique carries the power of thunder between opening and closing. When he saw Wei Qiuyu's long sword attack, he shouted loudly, and the iron rod in his hand went straight to meet the heavy shadow of the sword.

Four people, two pairs, catch each other and fight each other. It's hard to distinguish between high and low at the moment.

Beggars' sect disciples rushed to the stake one after another. On the pheasant terrace, hundreds of disciples of the fast knife sect greeted them. Suddenly, the light and shadow of the sword and the sound of killing shook the sky. From time to time there was a scream, and someone died under the sword.

Qi Deng retreated to the stake, held the ruler in his hand and was on full alert. On the other side of Jiming mountain, there were some rocks. Dugu Yun and Alin stood behind the rocks and looked at all the chaos on the pheasant terrace from a distance.

After seeing Zhen madman fighting Han Li, Dugu Yun's pupils gradually narrowed.

He set up this bureau to lead out people with tattoos on their other half. He saw Zhen Madman's impatience and Zhen Madman's concern for old temple Zhu.

His heart has determined that the other half of the picture is on Zhen madman!

The whole Jiming mountain was in chaos, and the disciples of Bishui palace were often in danger. Fortunately, they gathered together closely, and Xue Hongye rushed to help. After several battles, only two people were slightly injured. Xue Hongye wants to break out with the disciples of Bishui palace, but the mountains are full of red eyed people. Staring at them closely, how can they get away easily?

Traceless separated from Mo Ge and flew out of the crowd. Looking up, he saw that Zhen madman and Mo Ge had been entangled respectively, and the beggars' sect disciples were also stopped by the disciples of the fast knife sect. They looked at each other and flew to the wooden post with the old temple wish hanging.

Qi Deng saw no trace and Mo Ge flying. He had to wave a ruler to meet him.

Traceless waved his sword and shouted, ”brother Mo, you save people“

Mo Ge promised, took two knives, knocked down two disciples of the fast knife sect, and rushed to the stake.

Several disciples of the dust fate Pavilion and a dozen disciples of the fast knife sect tried their best to block it. Mo Ge couldn't get close to the stake for a moment.