Su Jian and Xia Xue'er were about to climb the mountain.

But a palanquin was carried down from the mountain.

One of the two strong men carrying the sedan chair is Ding Zhong and the other is Ding Cheng.

In the palanquin lay their master.

If it weren't for the small space in the sedan chair, Gao Guan Confucian would have already been lying down, he was seriously injured, his face was gray, and his anger was like a gossamer.

The king of Hades urged, and it was obvious that this high-crowned Confucian would not live long.

It turned out that the three of them entered the Yitian Mountain to hunt for treasure and found a Tianshan Snow Lotus, and when the three of them were happily climbing to a high place to pick the snow lotus, they were attacked by the bandits of Heifeng Village.

"Those bastards are quite unreasonable, obviously my master discovered the snow lotus first," Ding Zhong said angrily, "But they will fight without saying a word, if it weren't for the sneak attack, the master would not have been so seriously injured by those thieves." ”

In order to protect the two of us from harm, the master fought desperately with the bandits, although he barely escaped from the clutches, but my master ...... cough!" Ding Cheng said, tears flowed from his eyes, "If the master has three longs and two shorts, our brother will not live, we must go to the underworld to continue to serve his old man, after all, the master is to protect us and suffer misfortune!"

Black Wind Village?

Su Jian immediately thought of Li Ying and the others.

He became more and more convinced that these three people must be related to the Black Wind Village.

"Didn't Shaoxia say that he could save my master's life? If he can save his life, my brother will repay Shaoxia heavily," Ding Zhong knelt down to Su Jian and said, "Shaoxia is our reborn parents and recreated father!"

For some reason, Su Jian looked at Gao Guan's wound but was distracted, and ignored the Ding brothers.

Xia Xue'er pulled the corner of Lasu Jian's clothes.

This guy is talking too much, and the cows are about to blow him into the sky, is there no way to do it now? Shame on you!

"Where did the two of you get your sedan chair from?" Su Jian suddenly looked left and right about him, and he was not in a hurry to heal Gao Guan's Confucian students, but chatted with the Ding brothers.

"Huh?" Ding Zhong scratched his hair a little confused, he didn't understand what Su Jian meant at all.

"Shaoxia doesn't know, one of my master's favorite things to do is to take a sedan chair, so we also carried the master up the mountain all the way from the Condor Collection," Ding Cheng was also a little smarter, and seemed to understand that Su Jian was suspicious of them, "We first hid the sedan chair in a hidden place at the entrance to the mountain, and then went on foot to hunt for treasure, so after the master was injured, we also carried the sedan chair down the mountain." ”

"Did you really encounter the bandits from Black Wind Village?" Su Jian asked again.

"What does Shaoxia mean by this?" Ding Zhong finally understood what Su Jian meant, and said with some displeasure, "My master is in danger, if Shaoxia says that it can't be cured, my brother won't blame you, but what do you do with some boring things?" ”

Xia Xue'er looked at the side and secretly laughed, don't pretend anymore, big liar, okay? If you can't cure it, hurry up and say it, everyone is so anxious that they are burning their butts, you have nothing to do to be happy, be careful to provoke others to be beaten!

Thinking of the scene of Su Jian being beaten, Xia Xue'er became inexplicably happy.

"Is he really your master?" Unexpectedly, Su Jian went farther and farther on the road of death, and the questions he asked were more ridiculous and annoying.

"Shaoxia, you don't have a sick brain, right? If you are unreasonable, be careful of your head!" Ding Zhong couldn't bear it, but even if he was angry, Ding Zhong didn't change his name, he held the hilt of the long sword at his waist, and glared at Su Jian angrily, "I'll count to three, please disappear in front of my brother immediately, otherwise don't blame me Ding Zhong for being polite......!"

As soon as Ding Zhong counted to one, his long sword was already unsheathed.

It's just that Su Jian pulled it out, and his technique of grabbing the sword was so ingenious that Ding Zhong's palm still maintained the posture of holding the sword!

"Ahh

This man can easily take their swords, and it is easy for them to die.

With a flick of Su Jian's wrist, the long sword had already pierced the left chest of the high-crowned Confucian student.

Xia Xue'er and the Ding brothers were stunned.

In addition to being shocked, the Ding brothers also had the anger and urge to kill.

Ding Cheng's long sword came out of its sheath angrily, but the long sword in Su Jian's palm circled and inserted the sword into Ding Zhong's scabbard.

And the iron sword that Ding Cheng pulled out actually had only one hilt left, and the sword body had been left in his scabbard.

The two brothers were completely stunned, and even the anger in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

They had never seen such a fast and precise sword technique, it was almost as if they were juggling.

"I didn't mean to kill this gentleman," Su Jian explained with a smile, "I was just experimenting with whether the wound on his left chest was pierced by the sword?"

Yes?

Xia Xue'er felt that her brain was a little inadequate—this guy was crazy, right? Are you saying that the murderer who stabbed Gao Guanru was Ding Zhong?

Since it was Ding Zhong, why did he rush to carry Confucian Sheng to heal his wounds? This logic doesn't make sense!

Ding Zhong's face had become very ugly, his facial features were a little distorted, and his expression was extremely complicated.

"Don't you think your idea is ridiculous?" Ding Cheng snorted coldly, "I promise it's the first time I've seen a madman like you!"

"Originally, I wouldn't have doubted you, but Ding Zhong's sword won't lie, and my eyes won't be wrong, every wound on this gentleman's body is pierced with that long sword, and the depth of the wound is exactly the same as the technique of using the sword," Su Jian said, "You are not a top master, it is impossible to stab such a precise wound in a fight." “

"So this gentleman must have deliberately stabbed you, or you had a chance to hurt him while he was unconscious, and why did you do that? That must be crazy!"

Su Jian's words pierced the Ding brothers like sharp needles, and the two brothers suddenly felt that their own clothes were soaked with cold sweat, like two chickens that had just fallen into the water.

Su Jian approached Gao Guan Confucian and wanted to try his snort, but unexpectedly, Gao Guan Confucian raised his hand, and suddenly a flying knife flashed out, directly hitting Su Jian's throat!

The distance between the two people is too close, and the speed of the flying knife is too fast, I am afraid that even the Great Luo Immortal will be difficult to escape under the flying knife.

But as soon as the flying knife arrived at Su Jian's door, it was inexplicably caught by Su Jian's two fingers.

It was as if he had already spread his fingers and waited for the throwing knife.

At the same time, the high-crowned Confucian who was already dying suddenly became vigorous, two daggers of residual blue color popped out on the toes of his feet, and more than a dozen poisonous crossbows were shot out of his sleeves, his body spun, the violent spiritual power raged, the sedan chair was shattered in an instant, and he had attacked Su Jian with seventy-two palms and forty-eight feet.

This change once again shocked Xia Xue'er's eyeballs.

If it were her, don't say that the high-crowned Confucian still has a fierce back move, and she can't even dodge the flying knife!