"Old Monster Changbai, do you dare to stop me?" Li Fengyun put down Zhao Wuji, made up his mind, and shouted angrily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Changbai old monster snorted coldly, and said with his hands behind his back: "Joke, you stinky boy with a milky hairy head, why don't you dare, old man?"

"Do you know who I am?" Li Fengyun stared coldly at the Changbai old monster, but secretly complained in his heart. This old monster's martial arts are too high, Li Fengyun knows that even if he joins forces with Mo Qingyan, there is no possibility of escaping from him, as for Zhao Wuji, he is not even qualified to participate in the tricks of such a master.

Not to mention the Changbai old monster, the other three alone, none of them are mortals, and most of them can't beat any of them.

"Brother Mo, Li Shaoxia, if you have the opportunity to go by yourself, don't worry about me!" Zhao Wuji said in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid!" Li Fengyun patted Zhao Wuji's shoulder, "If it is someone else who comes, Lao Tzu will not dare to say it, this old man will not dare to touch us!"

"Really?" "Tell me, why do you say that the old man doesn't dare to touch you, don't use what kind of apprentice you are Li Cangqiong to bluff people, who in the world doesn't know, Li Cangqiong only has two disciples." ”

"Hahahaha" Li Fengyun laughed loudly, took out the Xiaolian Treasure Knife and shook it twice in front of him, and said loudly: "Am I bluffing you?

The Changbai Old Monster squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the Night Practice Treasure Knife in Li Fengyun's hand, his face changed greatly, and he pointed at Li Fengyun and shouted: "Night Practice Knife? How did you get this treasure knife, say it quickly!"

"Needless to say, it was naturally given to me by Master!" Li Fengyun raised his head and said triumphantly, "Do you think that my senior brother and second senior brother let Master's night practice knife fall into the hands of others?"

The old monster's eyes were suspicious, flickering, and he said after a long time: "I want to stop the old man with a knife, it's too much to underestimate the old man, whether you are Li Cangqiong's disciple or not, the old man will also kill you!"

"Do you think you'll be fine if you kill people?" Li Fengyun's eyes were like two sharp swords stabbing at the Changbai Old Monster, "You can inquire, this time I met the second senior brother, from Yangzhou Luliuzhuang, my whereabouts, Senior Brother Lu knows everything about it, if some things are not temporarily delayed, Senior Brother Lu would have come with him, but it doesn't matter, it is estimated that in the past two days, Senior Brother Lu should have arrived."

I have left a lot of marks along the way, Senior Brother Lu will definitely find this place too, you kill us, do you think my second senior brother will not be able to find you?

The face of the Changbai old monster changed, Li Fengyun's words hit the worry in his heart, whether Li Fengyun came from Luliuzhuang He didn't know, however, the night practice knife is Li Cangqiong's companion knife, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Li Cangqiong has disappeared in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and this night practice treasure knife has also disappeared for more than ten years.

Legend has it that Li Cangqiong used the extraterrestrial meteorite to create three blades, one was the Hanguang Sword, which was given to his eldest disciple Yan Wushuang, one was the Chengying Sword, which was given to his second disciple Lu Jinghong, and the third was the Night Cultivation Sword, which is now in the hands of this kid, so it is very likely that he is the third apprentice that Li Cangqiong has cultivated in the past ten years.

This kid is right, if he has nothing to do with Li Cangqiong, but he swaggers through the market with the Night Practice Treasure Knife on his back, how can Yan Wushuang and Lu Jinghong allow him? Even if they don't take his life, they will take away the Night Practice Treasure Knife. But in the past six months, there has never been such news in the rivers and lakes, which can't help but make the Changbai old monster believe in the relationship between Li Fengyun and the martial saint Li Cangqiong even more.

Whether it is the Martial Saint Li Cangqiong or his two famous apprentices, they are not something that the Changbai Old Monster can afford to provoke. No matter which one it is, it is enough to destroy his Changbai lineage, even if he has the help of Khitan, it will not help.

After all, even Yelu Deguang couldn't send thousands of elite iron horsemen to help him guard the mountain gate of the Changbai line.

And those who can deal with Yan Wushuang and Lu Jinghong, there are only Ye Luming and Xiao Qirui in the entire Khitan territory, will they help him, Changbai Old Monster thinks it is impossible to think about it, and he doesn't have such a big face.

However, if he was allowed to let these three people go in vain and spread the word, what would be his face as a white old monster? He boasted in front of Yang Guangyuan and Yang Zhan that he wanted to take the heads of these three people to meet them, and it would not be a joke to go back like this.

After thinking for a while, the old monster of Changbai suddenly rattled and laughed: "Little doll, the old man has no intention of killing you, you don't have to be afraid! Let's go, let's go to the camp at the south gate with the old man! How to deal with you is Yang Shuai's business! You won't force the old man to do it!"

Li Fengyun closed his eyes, the Changbai Old Monster still thought of this, and threw the black cauldron to Yang Guangyuan. Yang Guangyuan may not know those Taoists in the rivers and lakes, and there are 30,000 elite soldiers to protect him, so he doesn't even want to pull them out and behead them.

But what is the method? The skills are not as good as others, how can no matter how many tricks can be used? It's a pity that Senior Brother Lu didn't really come to Zhenzhou, otherwise, Senior Brother Lu would go out in person, even if he was arrested by Yang Guangyuan?

"Little doll, I heard that you had a fight with this old monster half a year ago, and you didn't lose the fight at the beginning, why are you afraid now?" Just when Li Fengyun was hesitating, another person's voice came from the woods.

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Fengyun was overjoyed, secretly said that he was saved, and shouted loudly: "You old ghost, you can't come out to help when you see Lao Tzu being bullied? I can't beat this old man, you have the ability!"

Mo Qingyan also showed a smile on his face, and he also recognized this voice as Ma Ying in Hedong Shuangsha.

"You stinky boy, after all this time, your mouth still stinks!" said a fat old man with a rosacea nose slowly walked out of the woods, "I have to talk to the old master when I go back, and let him beat you up a hundred times." ”

Li Fengyun laughed and said: "You can't bother with this, I still owe the old man one thousand and fifty-five boards, and it doesn't matter if there are more than one hundred boards." This is called a lot of debt, not pressing. At most, you get rid of this old man and go to Zhenzhou City, and I will give you a few catties of good wine to shabu your mouth. ”

Ma Ying shook his head and said, "It's not easy to get rid of this old monster, but with me here, it's unlikely that this old monster wants to make a move on you." ”

"Who are you?" asked the old white monster in a deep voice, glancing at the fat old man with a rosacea.

Ma Ying sighed and said, "I haven't been out of the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I can't imagine that even my old friends don't know me anymore." Old monster, you don't remember, you and I met on the edge of the Yellow River back then. ”

The Changbai old monster looked at Ma Ying carefully, and suddenly remembered someone: "Could it be that you are a black ......?"

Ma Ying nodded and said, "Yes, I am Ma Wenying, one of the two evils in Hedong, I haven't seen you for so many years, old monster, you are becoming more and more discouraged, and you actually took refuge in the Khitans." ”