In a clearing in the forest, seven warriors in brown robes surrounded a yellow-shirted swordsman in his early thirties. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The yellow-shirted swordsman has a stubble on his face, looks sloppy and unkempt, but the long sword in his hand is full of cold light, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

The seven brown-shirted warriors are all quite old, and their cultivation does not look low, and they are all second-class in the Xuantong Realm. The cooperation of the seven people is even more exquisite, and the principle of the Xuanmen gossip is secretly combined in the position, which seems to be a long-standing formation, but it seems that there is still one person missing. But even so, the yellow-shirted swordsman is already in danger.

Among the seven people, one of them shouted, "Little miscellaneous man, if you die today at the hands of our 'Kongtong Eight Gates,' it will not be in vain to come to the world!

The yellow-shirted swordsman sneered nonchalantly, "The old monster really knows how to laugh. It's obviously seven people, but what kind of 'Kongtong Eight Gates'?"

The eldest of the seven immediately burst into anger and said, "Son of a bitch, if my third junior brother hadn't been killed by your sneak attack, how could I have one less person in my 'Kongtong Eight Gates'? This blood debt will definitely be paid by you with blood today!"

The yellow-shirted swordsman smiled again, "I almost forgot, but there is such a short-lived ghost who calls himself the Kongtong faction, who killed the groom's family in the night of candles in someone else's cave room a few days ago, and then wanted to be the groom himself, but I accidentally killed him with a sword." ”

"Bah! Nonsense! Is my third brother that kind of person?"

"Then go and ask him. ”

"He's dead, so naturally you're a dog thief!"

"Oh, yes, then I can't help it. ”

The yellow-shirted swordsman's mouth was not forgiving at all, and there was always a hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth when he spoke, which made the people of the Kongtong faction more and more angry.

The operation of the Bagua Array accelerated instantly, and the swords of the seven people became more and more ruthless, and the yellow-shirted swordsman was quickly hit by two swords, and the blood flowed, and the strange thing was that he just blindly parried, and never fought back from beginning to end.

The bystander Qing, Qin Shuhuai watched from the side for a long time, and saw that the cultivation of this yellow-shirted swordsman was actually not low, although he was indeed passive in fighting with one enemy and seven, he would never have the slightest ability to fight back.

And just when he was puzzled, he saw that the yellow-shirted swordsman suddenly shook his long sword, and slashed a white drill, accurately slashing through the neck of one of the brown-shirted warriors at an astonishing speed!

Kill with a sword!

Meng Wei was also taken aback, and said in a low voice, "This person is young, but his cultivation has reached the Xuantong Realm, which is unusual. And his swordsmanship is extremely weird, if he doesn't do it, he will be killed! If he can cross the Xiaocheng realm, he will definitely be a famous character again!"

There are only "six doors" left in the "Kongtong Eight Gates", and it is estimated that there are too few "door panels" to close so many "doors", and the formation is chaotic all of a sudden. The pressure of the yellow-shirted swordsman dropped sharply, and a set of swordsmanship was extremely elegant, and it didn't take long for him to hand out a sword with lightning and flint, and with a miserable scream, the eldest Kongtong warrior suddenly fell to the ground.

Or kill with a sword!

At this time, there are only five left on the side of the Kongtong faction, and the so-called "Kongtong Eight Gates" array is even worse, and the victory and defeat have obviously been divided.

Qin Shuhuai slapped his thigh regretfully, "Hey, it would be nice if I had just done a favor, and I could save a favor." After a pause, he asked Meng Wei unwillingly, "Old Meng, do you think we can help him now, can he still remember favors?"

Meng Wei smiled and replied with silence.

But at this moment, more than a dozen people ran out of nowhere in front of him, also wearing brown robes, and at first glance they were from the Kongtong faction.

Qin Shuhuai was happy when he saw it, "It's here, the opportunity to save favors has come." ”

Meng Wei frowned, this Lord Qin had always been thoughtful, but sometimes he was like a child. That's it...... He was only sixteen years old.

So there are some things that I have to remind him.

So he said, "Gang leader, the other party is the Kongtong faction, one of the six major factions, I'm afraid I will ...... if I offend them."

Meng Hu answered, "Don't be afraid, just kill them all!"

With that, he swooped out.

Qin Shuhuai shouted, "Damn, I didn't mean that!"

His original meaning was to offend the Kongtong faction. The Kongtong faction has an excellent relationship with the Northern Beggars, this is a well-known thing in the rivers and lakes, and Qin Shuhuai naturally knows it when he has been in this world for so long. So even if he doesn't offend the Kongtong faction, as long as the northern beggar speaks, the Kongtong faction will come to deal with him.

But if you offend the Kongtong faction in the name of saving this swordsman, then you may be able to win the sect behind this swordsman as your alliance. In recent years, there have been constant disputes in the rivers and lakes, and the various sects in the rivers and lakes led by the six major factions have long been separated from each other and divided into several factions. In this context, it is not terrible to offend a certain sect or even a certain faction, what is terrible is that there is no factional support behind you. If you keep passers-by with no one who is not an enemy or a friend, it is tantamount to openly making enemies of the entire martial arts.

As for whether the sect to which the swordsman belonged would accept himself and the Jianghe Gang? Qin Shuhuai had no doubts. As long as you show enough strength, idiots don't want more reinforcements in their camp!

Straight to the point.

Seeing Meng Hu rushing out, Qin Shuhuai and Meng Wei also followed.

The three of them drew three afterimages and quietly landed in front of the yellow-shirted swordsman, landing without a sound.

Everyone was shocked. These people are all experts in martial arts, and just by looking at the speed of the three of them and the aura when they landed, they knew that these three people were already cultivators of the Xiaocheng Realm.

It was enough to surprise them that three masters of the Xiaocheng Realm came out at once, and what made him even more unbelievable was that one of them turned out to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy!

The three of them stopped in the middle, and the fight stopped at once.

The yellow-shirted swordsman was also slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Three good friends, but are you here to help me?"

Qin Shuhuai smiled faintly and said, "Oh, how can you see it?"

The yellow-shirted swordsman laughed, "The fortune teller said that Hua Mou's life is very long, and he won't die for a while." ”

Qin Shuhuai nodded and smiled, "It seems to make sense...... Interesting, how about going back and having two drinks?"

The yellow-shirted swordsman laughed loudly, "Great, wonderful, wonderful!

Qin Shuhuai said, his body shook suddenly, and he slapped his palm on the chest of one of the Kongtong Sect disciples, and the person immediately flew out like a kite, and after falling to the ground, he couldn't get up again.

Seeing this, Meng Wei and Meng Hu also made their moves, and for a while, several afterimages walked through the crowd like ghosts, and the sound of "bang bang" in the empty forest was endless.

The yellow-shirted swordsman also launched a sharp counterattack, his body was like a yellow snake flying through the crowd, the long sword was buzzing, or the sword was not released, and each sword would kill someone.

So much so that Qin Shuhuai suspected that this person might have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It didn't take long for eight or nine bodies to lie on the ground. The people of the Kongtong faction had no intention of fighting from the beginning, and all those who could run away at this time were all gone, and they didn't even have time to leave a cruel word.

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