Brilliant thorn

"You are not welcome here, please envoy Cen You to leave quickly."

Shen Zhongqing's words were very blunt, but Cen Buyu was not annoyed at all. He looked across the ring to the giant red curtain erected behind him, and wrote "Heroes Conference" in four large characters.

"Since it's a hero meeting, then Cen should be shameless and call himself a hero."

His right hand, which was as thin as a dead branch, knocked on the iron surface of his head seriously, and there were two crisp ding-ding sounds. He had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile: "I know that everyone here looks down on me, but Cen still doesn't know how to live or die to join in the fun. It's like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and you are alone. Why don't you call it a hero."

He looked around and asked loudly: "Is there any hero whose name conflicts with it? If there is, I will change it again."

"Presumptuous!" Ao Jiang, head of Duankong Castle, scolded angrily, "Cen Buyu, don't be arrogant. Today we are waiting for the heroes of the world to gather here. If you are so arrogant, you will never come back!"

"Brother, please don't get me wrong. Cen is just going out with Concubine Ji, and he didn't intend to cause trouble." Cen Buyu was polite, and even punched Ao Jiang, but then changed the topic and said: " However, any bear or stupid bear can participate in this hero meeting, and there is no express prohibition for me, surnamed Cen, to enter, so Cen will have to make fun of himself today."

Before he finished speaking, he had jumped onto the ring and took a look at Fu Shaoyu.

Fu Shaoyu has been supported to stand up, his body is as straight as a pine, only the blood stains on his shoulders are shocking.

Cen Buyu smiled brightly: "Injured?" He twisted his neck twice, his joints made two crisp sounds, and his black and white eyes under his stern face couldn't hide his excitement, "If you're lucky today, Cen may be able to get away with it." The leader of the alliance should be the right one, and the position of the right envoy of the Devil's Cult will not matter at that time."

He obviously didn't pay attention to everyone present, and the crowd became angry immediately, and the sound of drawing swords resounded in unison.

"Wait a minute!" Cen raised a hand defensively without saying a word, "People in the Jianghu have to abide by the rules of the Jianghu. It is obviously one-on-one. How can you attack in groups? Senior Shen, you are the most reasonable, tell me something In fairness."

Shen Zhongqing groaned silently, with a displeased expression on his face.

He couldn't speak.

To be reasonable, although Cen Buyu is the right envoy of the Devil Sect, the Devil Sect has lived in peace with the Central Plains martial arts in recent years. Last time he had a birthday party at his birthday party, it can't be said to be a problem. If he besieged Cen Buyu at this moment, just I'm afraid it will cause trouble again.

Stepping on the fairy pavilion has not yet been paid, and it is really impossible to provoke another demon sect.

Jia Gaohu stood behind the crowd and yelled loudly: "Huh! You brat who dare not show his face, what are you being arrogant about! Even in a one-on-one fight, you are no match for Grandpa!"

Someone next to him hurriedly pulled him back. People who have just been kicked off the stage by the little girl, don't speak harshly here.

Cen Buyu smiled: "Well, Cen will ask for advice one by one, who will come first?"

"Me." Ao Jiang took a step forward, and challenged Shen Zhongqing, "Mr. Shen, let me teach this ignorant brat a lesson!"

Shen Zhongqing frowned, nodded: "Be careful."

Everyone retreated from the ring, Fu Shaoyu was taken away by Yan Wuji to bandage the wound, Yan Wuji looked ashamed: "Fei Shuang was spoiled by me since she was a child, she is not a bad-hearted child, she just has a temper..."

"Senior Yan, don't worry, I know Shuangmei is a good girl."

Fu Shaoyu took a look at the battle situation on the stage. Ao Jiang held the double hooks of the tiger's head, digging, grabbing, catching, and lifting. His moves were fierce and very aggressive. Cen Buyu held a sword in his left hand, and his right hand was like an eagle's claw. He calmly dealt with it. No disadvantage at all.

It's hard to tell the winner.

He turned his eyes away, wanting to say something to comfort Xiao Jue, but there was no one there, and his heart trembled suddenly.

Just now the crowd was commotion, but he didn't know when Xiao Jue disappeared!

Fu Shaoyu felt faintly uneasy in his heart, he was too aware of Xiao Jue's personality, Yan Feishuang's all kinds of courteousness had already made Xiao impatient, and today he intentionally released water and received the girl's sword, fearing that her life would be in danger.

Thinking of this, Fu Shaoyu couldn't wait any longer, so he found an excuse to leave the ring, and hurriedly searched for Xiao Jue's whereabouts.

He did not guess wrong, Xiao Jue followed Yan Feishuang all the way, wanting to find a secluded place to kill him, but unexpectedly Yan Feishuang cried all the way back to Marquis Wu's mansion, he hesitated for a moment, then followed into the door.

There was a faint sound of fighting coming from the garden, Xiao Jue listened attentively, and after identifying the location, he lifted his sword and went quietly, and found a group of masked men in black fighting with several guards at the entrance of the dungeon behind the rockery.

Someone ran out of the dungeon with a bow. He was wearing a black cloak, his head was covered by a large hood, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But only Tang Yun was imprisoned in the dungeon, who else would there be if it wasn't him!

Xiao Jue Nahan: Could it be that Tang Yun had long intended to rebel against the Immortal Pavilion, and secretly cultivated so many loyal minions?

There were about 20 people on the other side, Xiao Jue weighed in his heart how many chances he would win if he rushed over at this moment, when he suddenly heard a cry of surprise, Yan Feishuang raised his sword and charged forward.

Hmph, looking for a dead end.

Xiao Jue watched coldly, and saw that the guards were quickly beheaded to the ground, leaving only Yan Feishuang struggling to support them.

The group of men in black didn't love to fight, and they wanted to flee when Tang Jun was rescued, but Yan Feishuang didn't know how to advance or retreat, and didn't know when he noticed Xiao Jue's presence, so he shouted: "Young Master Xiao, stop them!"

"idiot."

Xiao Jue spat out two words coldly, appeared from behind the arched door, and walked towards the rockery without haste.

Seeing him seeing a cat like a mouse seeing a cat, Tang Yun tightly grasped Jueying's wrist, and urged in a low voice: "Hurry up, hurry up, I will kill this plague god when he sees him, and he can't be provoked!"

He has been locked in a dungeon for the past few days, eating and drinking badly, and his legs and feet are weak.And because the eyes can't stand the strong light for a while, things are a bit blurry.

Jueying hugged him horizontally and jumped up the red wall with ease, several ups and downs disappeared from sight.

Others also quickly evacuated, not fighting with Lian.

"Don't run away!" Yan Feishuang's eyes turned red anxiously. These people are the villains who stepped on the fairy pavilion, and they are the accomplices who killed her brother. She can't just watch them run away without doing anything.

But she has exhausted too much physical strength in the ring, and there is nothing she can do now, she can only pin her hopes on Xiao Jue.

However, Xiao Jue came out of the shadows, clearly dressed in a brilliant Xia Yang, but still seemed to be breathing cold air all over his body, making one's heart tremble with fear.

"Master, son?"

Yan Feishuang was a little scared, even though Xiao Jue seldom smiled at her on weekdays, he had two completely different auras from this moment.

She felt the murderous intent, and the killing intent was not aimed at the group of men in black who had almost escaped without a trace, but at herself.

Yan Feishuang was trembling all over, she clenched her saber tightly, watched Xiao Jue approaching, felt fear in her heart, instinctively retreated, but tripped over the body of the guard, she cried out in surprise and fell to the ground.

When the palms were on the ground, the pool of blood was still warm.

"Young Master..." Hot tears welled up in Yan Feishuang's eyes, and Yan Feishuang asked incredulously, "You, are you with them?"

Xiao Jue casually held a sword flower in his hand, and looked down at her as if looking at a dead object.

"No."

"Then you... why are you doing this?"

Yan Feishuang's apricot eyes were flushed, she had already retreated to the corner, and there was no way out.

"Why?"

Xiao Jue looked at her handsome face, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Why don't you go underground and ask your good brother why I am doing this."

Yan Feishuang was struck by five thunders, and Xiao Jue sighed again with a smile: "Ah, I forgot, he doesn't know the reason. Then please wait a little longer, let your father personally explain to you why I did this .”

After all, a sword glow flashed by, Yan Feishuang dodged in embarrassment crying, but a wound was cut on his shoulder.

Not caring about crying out for pain, and unable to find time to think about what Xiao Jue said, she crawled to the side in a panic, trying to stand up and fight back, but was stabbed in the right arm by Xiao Jue, unable to raise her sword.

Xiao Jue felt a little bit vented.

He has always killed people happily and neatly, but when he thought of Yan Feishuang stabbing Fu Shaoyu's shoulder just now, he felt unhappy.

He heard Yan Feishuang yelling for help repeatedly, he thought it was too loud, and just about to give her a good time, he heard a stern shout from behind, "Stop!"

Xiao Jue froze, Yan Feishuang ran away from his sword, crying, "Brother Fu" in panic.

When he looked back, he saw Fu Shaoyu standing under the shadow of the arch with an uneasy expression, looking at him darkly.

He pursed his lips and remained silent, staring at the red figure who was staggering and running away, and was about to shoot a dart to end her life, when Fu Shaoyu sternly said: "Don't you dare."

At this very moment, Yan Feishuang hid behind Fu Shaoyu, crying and trembling.

Xiao Jue clenched the hilt of his sword, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

Fu Shaoyu was angry and helpless: "Did you forget what you promised me?"

Seeing that Xiao refused to answer, he said again: "When I went to Broken Dragon Mountain, you don't even remember what I said to you?"

Xiao Jue remained silent, but he remembered it clearly.

At the beginning, Fu Shaoyu knew that Yan Xinghan was responsible for Duan Hun San, but he still went to the Duanlong Mountain Five Poison Sect to seek the antidote. On the way, Xiao Jue once asked him why he didn't ask him why he poisoned himself, but Fu Shaoyu only Make him promise one thing.

—Do not harm innocent people.

Xiao Jue bit his lip, and when he raised his eyes to look at Fu Shaoyu again, the end of his eyes were already red.

"You were willing to accept her sword just now, are you willing to die for her now?"

Fu Shaoyu was annoyed by his logic, and said helplessly, "What are you talking about? Are you eating?"

"Then get out of here and let me wipe her neck." He raised his sword and pointed at Fu Shaoyu's heart, "I wanted to kill her as early as in the cave, and letting her live these days is the most humane thing!"

Fu Shaoyu said: "Where did you get so much resentment towards her?"

"Just because her surname is Yan!" Xiao Jue said angrily, "I don't care if she was born in Yan's family by mistake, as long as her surname is Yan, she deserves to die!"

"You!" Fu Shaoyu hesitated to speak, he felt sorry for Xiao Jue, and softened his tone, and said, "When you left home, she was not born yet, so don't implicate innocent people with your resentment towards Yan Wuji. "

Xiao Jue bit his lower lip and remained silent, his cold eyes seemed to poke through Fu Shaoyu's chest, piercing into Yan Feishuang's vital gate.

Yan Feishuang sorted out a clue from the words and phrases of the two of them.

She couldn't believe it, and retreated again and again.

Xiao Jue tried to chase after him with his sword, but Fu Shaoyu embraced him.

"Get out of the way!" Yan Feishuang must die.

Fu Shaoyu sighed: "Stop making trouble, let Brother Yu hug you."

"Don't stop me." Xiao Jue said coldly, suddenly hearing Yan Feishuang's screams from outside the courtyard, he pushed Fu Shaoyu away and chased him out.

Fu Shaoyu was afraid that he would be impulsive, so he hurriedly followed.

Unexpectedly, he was only one step slower, when he chased out the door, both Xiao Jue and Yan Feishuang had disappeared.

And there was a sword thrown on the stone steps in front of the door, which was Yan Feishuang's weapon.