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Twenty women, each with a sword, stabbed in different directions, or waist, or chest, or throat, or eyes, squinting their eyes and looking at it from afar, a bright halo turned into four, arranged up and down, and covered a dozen men. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Their feet were fast, their swords were fast, and they were fast, and after this type of dragon raised its head, six of the dozen people fell.

They screamed and rolled on the ground, and twenty delicate women kept at their feet, their faces were as usual, and their feet were fast, and their long swords were waved, and their moves were different, attacking in different directions, like a dense silver net, enveloping the eight people.

"What a vicious mother-in-law!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, waved his long sword, and danced into a ball of silver light, protecting himself, but his face was calm and calm.

Sun Xiang's main body is provoking, thrilling, the swordsmanship in her hands is more spicy, she is in the array, like a dragon swimming in the sea, one move and one style, the power increases sharply, and every move goes down, the opponent is either dead or injured.

In the blink of an eye, four more screams sounded, and there were only four people left in the circle, desperately swinging their swords, like trapped beasts.

"Door master, what should I do?!" A big man waved a single knife, the knife was rolling, splashing water and not entering, turned his head and asked loudly, his voice was loud, like a bronze bell Da Lu.

"Withdraw!" said the middle-aged man, his face solemn.

They moved under their feet, wielding long knives and using the light of the knives as a barrier, trying to retreat back into the courtyard of the main altar.

As soon as their footsteps moved, the sword light surged like a tide, blocking the way, and it was difficult to move.

"Long Qianyuan!" Lord Sun Xiang's expression moved, and he hurriedly said: "...... Surround but not kill!"

The women's movements slowed down, the sword light narrowed, much dimmer, and they walked quickly under their feet, but there were few swords, and the pressure on the four people in the field was greatly reduced, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Xiangzhu's feet fluttered, glancing at the door, his brows furrowed.

She thought in her heart, this person was called the master of the door, presumably the new master of the Iron Knife Gate, instead of killing it with a sword, it was better to trap it as bait and lure the fish to take the bait.

But for so long, I haven't come out to rescue, isn't there no one inside, or have they all escaped?!

The Floating Flower Hall is divided into five parts, the Qinglong Department is one of them, a total of 20 people, and the set of formations they performed, called the Little Green Dragon Formation, was taught by Xiao Yuesheng.

This little green dragon array is powerful, if it weren't for Sun Xiangzhu's speech, although the four of them were strong in martial arts, they would have already been killed by the sword.

Zhao Shengnan stood quietly, the green silk fluttered, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, his hand stretched out, and beckoned.

Two beautiful women stepped forward and whispered, "Hall Master?"

Zhao Shengnan pointed at the door and said in a low voice: "Lord Zhao Xiang, the Vermilion Bird Department follows, be careful of rushing out of the inside!"

"Yes!" a beautiful woman with a mole on the corner of her mouth replied in a low voice, turning around and shouting: "Suzaku Department, come with me!"

With that, he floated forward and came to the corner of the wall, and walked along the corner of the wall until he came to a stone lion next to the iron knife gate.

Twenty maidens followed her, their clothes fluttering in two, and they stuck to the walls on either side of the door, motionless.

"Ahh

Sun Xiang ran at his feet, the tip of the sword was still bloody, but he frowned, glanced at the door, his bewitching face was full of worry, and he stabbed the sword again.

On both sides of the door, ten girls on one side, quietly sticking to the wall, holding a long sword, their expressions were focused, motionless, the breeze was blowing, only the purple shirt fluttered.

"Uh!" a bare-armed man snorted, clutching his throat with both hands, but he couldn't hide the blood gushing out, making a "sizzle" sound, his body struggled, and he fell down unwillingly.

Sun Xiang's feet didn't stop, the long sword was withdrawn, and he raised his voice: "Hall Master, it's not good, those guys seem to have escaped!"

"Vermilion Bird Department, go in!" Zhao Shengnan showed his face calmly, waved his hand vigorously, and his eyes were blazing, as bright as a morning star.

At this time, the sky is bright, the mist has not yet dispersed, the air is fresh and moist, inhaled into the body, slightly cold, comfortable and abnormal.

The beautiful woman Zhao Xiang pressed the stone lion and said loudly: "Vermilion Bird Department, go in two ways!"

Ten people in the east flew up and jumped over the wall, and ten people in the west jumped and broke in from the door.

"Hall Master, there is an ambush!" a delicate voice suddenly came from the courtyard, the voice was calm, and there was no sense of anxiety.

Zhao Shengnan's face changed, his eyebrows furrowed, and he heard that this was the voice of Zhao Xiang of the Vermilion Bird Department.

In the courtyard of the main altar of the Iron Knife Gate, it is very lively.

More than forty men, each holding a long sword and a long sword, stood around, and in the middle was a group of women, all of them sneering, their faces full of hideousness and cruelty.

Twenty women formed a circle, their faces facing outward, their long swords pointed diagonally, and their feet moved slowly, their faces as usual.

A big man bent down and said to a thin old man: "Deputy door master, let's quickly clean up these little ladies and go to save the door master!"

Although the old man was thin and small, he had a calm bearing, not angry and arrogant, stroked his white beard with his left hand, and looked at Zhao Xiang and them thoughtfully.

"There is no need to say much!" he waved his hand, stopping the burly man's words.

He clenched his fists and laughed, his voice was like a Hong Zhong, and said, "A few little ladies, are you from the Ziyang Sword Sect?!"

Zhao Xiang had apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and his demeanor was graceful, he nodded, and sneered: "Not bad!"

"It's so courageous, the Ziyang Sword Sect has really become a refinement!" the old man stroked his beard and smiled, shaking his head: "At the beginning, I persuaded the master of the sect to kill them all, and the night is long and dreamy,...... It's a pity that the owner of the door doesn't accept it, and there will be a disaster of killing, which is really a pity, a pity!"

Zhao Xiangzhu raised his eyebrows, and said coquettishly: "You old man, just fight, don't want pantothenic acid!"

She couldn't see the sour talent the most, and when she saw the appearance of this old man, her heart was crooked, her face was unacceptable, and she was unceremonious.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you have to figure it out first, if the name is not right, then the words are not smooth, the reason is not straight, then the anger is not strong, if you want to do it, you need to explain the reason clearly!" the old man stroked his hair and smiled, his expression calm.

Zhao Xiangzhu's willow eyebrows were erected, his apricot eyes were turning, his agility was abnormal, and he secretly thought to himself, I don't know what the hell this old man is doing, I can see at a glance that this old guy has a bad stomach!

She snorted: "Vermilion Bird Department, go to the formation!"

"Yes!" Twenty delicate voices sounded at the same time, heroic and sassy.

As soon as the voice fell, they walked quickly, the speed increased suddenly, before it was slow, now it was running, the faster and faster they walked, and in the blink of an eye, there was already a purple shadow, and it was impossible to see which person.

"Alas...... The old man shook his head and sighed, and waved his hand: "Destroy them all!"

"Yes, Deputy Sect Master!" the big men replied with a bang, swords waving and pounced.

They hid in the yard, listening to the screams outside, but they couldn't move, and their hearts were depressed, and they finally vented at this time.

"Ahh

The screams rang out one after another, the ghosts cried and the wolves howled, and the sword lights flashed, the stumps and broken arms flew one after another, and blood splashed everywhere.

The twenty girls had solemn faces, peaceful eyes, and no emotion, and they just walked quickly under their feet, and the long swords waved, the sword light flashed, and those who touched it all broke their arms and broken hands.

It's not that they're so ruthless, it's because of what they're doing.

Xiao Yuesheng's mental method has the effect of ice heart, they walk under their feet, their internal force keeps flowing, bursts of cool breath come to their minds, there is no sadness or joy in their hearts, they are calm and abnormal, even if they see blood, there is no fluctuation.

The old man was stroking his hair and smiling, confident, but the situation in front of him was very different from what he thought, his smile did not disperse, and he turned into astonishment, looking at it in a daze.

Twenty women, walking in circles, the sword light flashed, like a silver match, anyone who invaded the silver light, either died or was injured, and fell.

These twenty women were like a meat grinder, in the dense crowd, criss-crossed, slowly approaching the direction of the gate.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the gate, no longer going out, walking under their feet, their swords flashing, and harvesting their lives.

"Elders, please take action!" the old man hissed, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Xiang and them.

"Bang!" "Bang!" The window of the hall cracked, broken wood burst out, and several figures rushed out, and after falling into the courtyard, they shouted loudly: "All retreat!"

The old man hurriedly hissed and shouted, "Stand down!"

The big men retreated like a tide and shrank down the steps of the hall, their bodies trembling slightly, their faces pale, their eyes frightened, and their spirits completely devoid, compared to just now, they seemed to be a different person.

The green brick floor turned blood-red, the bloody gas rolled, and dozens of people were lying on the ground, tossing and screaming, moaning incessantly.

This scene is similar to Xiao Yuesheng's murder at the beginning, Ziyang's swordsmanship is fierce and fierce, destroying and decaying, which can be seen in general.

The situation in front of him evoked the terrifying memories of these Iron Dao Sect disciples, Xiao Yuesheng was an enemy, killing people like slaughtering chickens, they were chilled and frightened when they thought about it, and their courage was completely gone.

"Brother Chen, let's make a move!" a snort came from an old man with white eyebrows, his face was as heavy as water, and his face was full of evil.

There were six of them, all of them were old men with white eyebrows, ruddy faces, eyes like electricity, and they knew that their cultivation was profound at a glance.

Lord Zhao Xiang frowned, secretly frightened, kept under his feet, and shouted: "How many of you, who are you?!"

She urged the voice with internal force, rolling and moving, half of Fengcheng could hear it, but she had the intention of reporting for help.

Zhao Shengnan frowned and shouted: "Qinglong Ministry, go inside and take a look!"

"Yes!" Sun Xiang replied, and said coquettishly: "Traveling clouds and rain!"

The sword light skyrocketed, and the entire circle was filled with silver light, and with an "ah" scream, the middle-aged man known as the door master was hit by several swords and slowly fell.

"Go in!" Sun Xiang waved his hand, and the women flicked their long swords, the sword body was restored to its polish, and the sword followed closely behind and drilled in from the door.

The Suzaku Department had already occupied the door, and the Qinglong Department was unimpeded, and in the blink of an eye, everyone stood behind the people of the Suzaku Department.

In this way, there are two people standing in each position, back to back, in a posture of two swords joining the wall.

"Hehe, who are we?" the old man sneered and grimaced: "You guys just be fools!"

As he spoke, a silver lightning suddenly shot out from his sleeve, and with a loud roar, it shot towards Lord Zhao Xiang.

"Let's go!" the old man rushed out, like an arrow, and jumped up the east wall, and his figure disappeared outside the wall.

"Sss

Lord Sun Xiang and Lord Zhao Xiang shot down the hidden weapon, glanced at each other, and suddenly shouted: "It's not good!"

Six old men fell together, and four women stood in front of them.

Their faces were solemn, their eyes were as sharp as knives, they looked at each other, and at the same time, a piece of silver light was under the hood, all over the sky, everywhere.

The four women hurriedly swung their swords, and the sword light enveloped themselves and protected themselves, but the six people pounced with the hidden weapon, the sword light flickered and sneered.

There were two crisp sounds of "ding", and the internal force on their long knives was strong, and they directly knocked the two swords away.

The four knives supported the four women at the same time, and the two old men sneered and swung their knives, the knives were as fast as electricity, and they were about to cut off the heads of two beauties.

"Leave people under the knife!" Zhao Shengnan in the distance shouted in disgust, his body trembled, and he fell down sharply.

She noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed over, desperately performing light skills, but she couldn't catch up, seeing that the two female disciples were about to be killed, she was in a hurry, and her internal strength stagnated, and she fell.

"Huh

The sound of "Ding ......" was endless, and the two single knives rose into the sky, flew out a foot away, and embedded in the wall.

A gentle voice sounded: "Elder Fan, let's go along!"

"Yes, sir!" said one of them.

Two figures fell from the roof, grazing over the courtyard wall, like two feathers falling, falling in front of Zhao Shengnan.

"I've seen the master!" Zhao Shengnan's face changed, and he was busy saluting.

"Meet the master!" all the female disciples knelt down to greet them, their voices were delicate, and they fell to their knees.

Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, wearing a Qingfeng sword at his waist, his expression was calm, he looked at everyone lightly, waved his hand, and said, "Get up." ”

"Thank you, Master!" everyone stood up, solemnly handed, motionless.

Fan Qingyun stood behind Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes like eagles and falcons, staring at the six old men, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

An old man squinted his eyes and stared at Xiao Yuesheng coldly, his voice seemed to burst out from between his teeth, and it was so cold: "Are you ...... Xiao Guanlan?!"

Xiao Yuesheng ignored it, turned his head to look at Zhao Shengnan, and said softly: "Hall Master Zhao, get rid of the people inside first!"

"Yes, master!" Zhao Shengnan replied in a low voice, his face was hot, and he looked at it as if he had been coated with rouge on the white jade.

She was ashamed in her heart, she had to work hard to take action in person, and she was really incompetent as the head of the hall!

She took a deep breath, suppressed her guilt, and raised her head and shouted: "There are five parts of the Floating Flower Hall, all go in, and no one will be left!"

"Yes!" the delicate voices sounded in unison, pleasant to the ear, and they jumped up one after another, like butterflies, fluttering across the wall.

The six old men had gloomy faces, watching them fly up one after another, listening to the screams of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect inside, their expressions changed, but they didn't dare to move, knowing that if they moved, they would stop it, and the six of them would also get in.

They have a deep understanding of the horror of this Xiao Guanlan, the master's knife skills are exquisite, and he is not under them, but he died tragically at the hands of Xiao Guanlan.

But the six of them joined forces, but they were not without the power to fight, whether to fight or escape, the six of them were difficult to decide for a while.

As they were hesitating, the screams gradually subsided, and soon, the disciples of the Floating Flower Hall swept past the courtyard wall and landed beside Xiao Yuesheng.

Their faces were cold, their eyes were clear, and they looked at Xiao Yuesheng, their eyes full of admiration.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled at them, showing his appreciation, which made them overjoyed, and their cold faces were full of joyful smiles.

Xiao Yuesheng had been facing the six old men with his back, and at this time he slowly turned around, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the six of them quietly.

An old man closed his eyes, sighed deeply, opened them suddenly, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and shouted in a deep voice: "Xiao Guanlan, let's six against one, do you dare to fight fairly?"

Fan Qingyun suddenly laughed, pointed at the old man, and sneered: "Six against one, what do you say about a fair fight, it really makes people laugh off their big teeth!"

The old man's face did not change, and he said in a deep voice: "We know, you Xiao Guanlan is strong in martial arts, one-on-one, we are not opponents!"

"It's finally a little self-aware!" Fan Qingyun sneered, tilting his head sideways.

The old man glared at Fan Qingyun coldly, and turned to Xiao Yuesheng: "Then let's take six against one, do you Xiao Guanlan have the courage to fight?!"

"I have the guts to do with you. Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.

The old man sneered: "Xiao Guanlan, if you say in front of your disciples that you don't dare, we are willing to tie our hands!"

"Shut up!" said coquettishly, but it was Sun Xiangzhu of the Floating Flower Hall, her figure was angry, her face was enchanting, she took a step forward, raised her eyebrows and said: "What kind of identity is the master, you want to do it with the master, but you don't have that qualification!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, but did not stop it.

Fan Qingyun clapped his hands and exclaimed, "It's very good! That's right...... Hmph, what kind of identity is our head?!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Elder Fan, Lord Sun Xiang, forget it." ”

"Yes, sir. The two said respectfully.

Fan Qingyun didn't say much more, he still glared at the old man with hatred, and said, "You old man, you want to fight, come on, my old Fan will accompany you!"

The old man glanced at him, turned his head to look at Xiao Yuesheng, and said, "Xiao Guanlan, do you dare to fight us?!

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said, "Okay, since you want to die, I'll ask for your surname!"

"Master, kill them, it's too cheap for them!" Lord Sun Xiang stepped forward, pursed his lips and giggled.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Lord Sun Xiang has a good idea?"

Zhao Shengnan frowned, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, glared at Lord Sun Xiang, and was secretly annoyed.

Lord Sun Xiang pursed his lips and chuckled, smiling skillfully: "Master, they are six enemies and one, if they are defeated, it is better to be the outer hall deacon of our Ziyang faction!"

Xiao Yuesheng groaned slightly, shook his head, and was silent, obviously not wanting to agree.

Zhao Shengnan hurriedly whispered: "Master, this is a good idea." ”

Xiao Yuesheng turned his head to look at her, frowning slightly.

Zhao Shengnan said in a pleading tone: "Boss, the six of them are skilled in martial arts, it's a pity to kill them, if you can kill less, why not kill less?"

When she saw the corpses on the ground, she felt pity in her heart, and she couldn't bear to kill them again, these six old men were alive, and they didn't have a few years to live.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed softly and shook his head: "Alas...... All right. ”

"Thank you, boss!" Zhao Shengnan was overjoyed, knowing that the boss was looking at his face and making concessions, which was against his heart.

He glanced at Lord Sun Xiang, frightened her to shrink back, turned to the six people, and said lightly, "Can you agree?"

The old man looked at the other five people, and after looking at each other for a few times, he nodded heavily: "Okay, if you are one enemy with six, or you are still invincible, I will be willing to be slaves of the six of us!"

Xiao Yuesheng of Ziyang Mountain sat in the Taishi chair in the hall, except for He Yushu standing behind him, there was only Zhao Shengnan in the hall.

The hall was silent.

Zhao Shengnan stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, his head lowered, about to hang down to his chest, biting his red lips, without saying a word, silent.

Xiao Yuesheng drooped his face, looked at her coldly, and slammed the table: "What do you do as a hall master?!...... If I don't follow secretly, the surnames of the two disciples are gone!"

His voice contained great power, and as he spoke, the entire hall trembled slightly, like an earthquake.

Zhao Shengnan's lower lip was bitten out of blood, but he was still silent and silent.

(To be continued)