Chun Feng Du Jian

From the moment Wen Heng appeared, Chu Songzheng knew that a fierce battle was inevitable, but he never thought that the reason for Wen Heng's action was not to prove his innocence, nor to uphold justice, but because of Xue Qinglan.

Not only him, but everyone present was stunned except Fan Yang.

Xue Qinglan at the side of the stage was so startled that he coughed up blood, Nie Ying was almost tripped by his own whip, and even Liao Changxing, who had always been calm and calm, opened his eyes slightly, speechless for a moment.

There is a precedent in Fuyu Mountain Villa, people in Jianghu have always been tolerant of women's marriage, but it is very rare for men to break their sleeves, especially for two men with such a huge difference in status.Qunhao was still worried about the right and wrong of the conspiracy and tricks, but at this moment, Wen Heng's words suddenly dragged him into the boundless reverie of his children's love, and even Chu Songzheng and Wen Heng couldn't concentrate on watching the battle. , but also from time to time out of the corner of the eye to look up and down Xue Qinglan.

Chu Song had seen Wen Heng's swordsmanship at the Sword Discussion Conference. Although he knew its subtlety, he also expected that he had taken advantage of the "novelty".He is the head of a faction and a master who has been famous for many years in the Jianghu. He naturally has the essence of the Chu family's unique "Fengyun Sword Art", and has decades more experience than Wen Heng, so he is not very afraid of Wen Heng. So he rushed forward and hit fast, wanting him to taste the feeling of being beaten.

Wen Heng was about to make a quick decision, seeing that he cooperated so much, he was even more unwilling to give in, the two of them came and blocked each other, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten moves were dismantled.Chu Song was performing the Unfolding Cloud Jue, but he saw the shadow of the sword whirling, as ethereal as a cloud, fluctuating, unpredictable, and continuous, hiding murderous intentions everywhere.This sword was originally obtained by the ancestor of the Chu family's sword sect watching the sea of ​​clouds on the top of a high mountain. It pierces the throat, but actually hits the eyes, which is hard to guard against.

Wen Heng was destined to fight against the Chu family's sword faction, and he is quite familiar with his swordsmanship, so he would not be fooled by these fancy tricks long ago, but it's easy to block, but difficult to defeat. He had promised to demonstrate two moves for everyone, At this moment, he didn't hold back his hand anymore, the sword turned sharply and fiercely, and stabbed out a few times, one sword was faster than the other, and the footwork of the feet continued to move forward, the whole person seemed to be riding on the wind, breaking through with extreme strength. Opened Chu Songzheng's sword path.Chu Songzheng secretly thought that it was not good, and hurriedly raised his sword to his chest to guard the door, the steel sword pierced the sword body with a sharp sound, and it should be difficult to get in at this time, but the long sword in Wen Heng's hand suddenly turned round, and it was like a full moon. The arc, from top to bottom, struck straight at Chu Song in the air!

Before everyone saw the sword light disappearing, they suddenly heard Chu Songzheng's cry of pain, "Ah", he jumped back and fell outside Wen Heng's feet, leaving a long bloodstain, followed by a muffled bang, a broken Immediately, the hand fell from mid-air, hitting the ground between the two of them.

On Du Ruo Peak, all the heroes were horrified. Chu Songzheng's left robe sleeve was soaked in blood. He endured severe pain and sealed several vital points around his shoulder to stop the bleeding. Chu Jiajian sent other disciples to rush forward to bandage his wound .However, Chu Songzheng suffered repeated blows tonight, his plan failed, he was defeated by Wen Heng's men, and his left hand was cut off. At this time, even if there is a magic elixir, it is difficult to heal his misery of discredited and ruined at the end of the year.

When Wen Heng saw the blood, his anger calmed down a little, so he put his sword back into its sheath, and said to Chu Song, "Go back and tell Feng Baoyi that you don't need to engage in these ghostly tricks. Sooner or later, I will have a life-and-death duel with him. If you don't come to me, I will go to see him."

After that, he walked to the side of the stage under the gaze of countless eyes, bowed and hugged Xue Qinglan horizontally, his tone became soft, completely different from the previous sternness, and whispered: "I will take you back."

Xue Qinglan's face was pale, his body was as cold as if he had just been fished out of an ice hole, his breath was full of blood, he could only vaguely hear the voice, but still managed to respond: "Okay."

Fan Yang looked very winkingly, drew his knife to protect them in front of the two, and said: "Master, take Young Master Xue to go first, and I will stay behind."

Wen Heng nodded, and was about to turn around and go down the high platform, when dozens of members of the Chu family suddenly rushed forward from all directions and surrounded him, the leader was three elders of the Chu family's sword sect, one of them was white-faced and long-bearded. The old man shouted: "Stop! You two seriously injured the Patriarch, slandered the reputation of the sect, and you still want to just leave?"

Wen Heng paused, and before he could turn around to answer, the rustling wind suddenly sounded in his ears, and two more people flew onto the stage, landed in the encirclement, each drew their long swords, and stood in front of him together with Fan Yang.

Long Jing said politely: "When I was trapped in the prison of Xingcheng, I was rescued by Mr. Wen, and I have never had a chance to repay it; if your faction insists on being so aggressive, regardless of right and wrong, I have no choice but to repay you on the spot and deal with Mr. Wen." Two."

Liao Changxing also said solemnly: "I also hope that the noble sect will respect themselves, and don't deceive me that there is no one in the Chunjun sect."

Nie Ying flicked the long whip in his hand, clicked his tongue impatiently, and said: "The Chu family is completely shameless, what are you two talking to them about! Brother Wen's account is over, but mine is endless. Playing everyone as fools, grandpa will teach you how to be a grandson honestly and dutifully today!"

Seeing that the disciples of the three sects stood up to stand up for him, the others rushed to the stage one after another, not to be outdone, and shouted: "Today is the right time to repay your kindness, count me in!" "Count me in too!"

Liao Changxing took the time to turn around and said to Wen Heng: "Just go, don't worry, we're stopping you here, Xue Hufa's injury is critical."

Wen Heng held Xue Qinglan in both hands, and it was inconvenient to perform the full salute, so he could only bow to the crowd, nodded solemnly and said: "My friends, I will deeply appreciate the kindness of helping you, and I will definitely repay you in the future. Wen Mou will take a step first and leave."

He jumped off the high platform, and everyone spontaneously made way for him.Hundreds of people on Hengwu Peak just watched his figure drift away in silence, disappearing into the silent mountain forest in the middle of the night.