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Five people, five swords, split up, down, left, and middle to attack together.Feng Pingping was still turning his head, Ye Weiliao fell to the ground, raised his head and shouted at him: "Be careful—"

Feng Pingping took a step back with his head turned, and stood beside Yan Dede, which was the only place he could retreat.

With the scimitar already in his hand, it blocked all Yan Dede's movements extremely quickly, and he must be restrained with one move before fighting the others.It's just that Yan Dede didn't fight with the five people, and didn't move the scimitar, and still held the letter respectfully.

Feng Pingping paused for a while, but the ultimate move was not implemented on him, and he circled the scimitar with his backhand to block the rightmost sword.The broken knife rose and fell, pierced through the envelope and nailed into Yan Dede's palm, leading him by the handle and throwing it to the other four swords.There were two swords hastily dodged, one brushed his arm, and the sword of the thick-browed boy pierced directly at his heart without avoiding it.Yan Dede yelled loudly with the pain in his palm, kicked the thick-browed boy's wrist, kicked his long sword, and then kicked his chest to his chest, sending him flying.

Feng Pingping retracted the handle of the knife slightly, then pulled Yan Dede back and threw him on the ground, no longer using him as a shield.

The man on the far right received Feng Pingping's move and his finger was cut off by the machete, his arm was broken, the side of his neck was lifted, and he staggered and fell down clutching his head and neck.With the broken knife in front and the machete behind, Feng Pingping raised his eyes to see the remaining four people.

The three standing people were unavoidably startled, and their movements were a little stagnant, only the thick-browed boy was still brave and fearless, he got up and picked up his sword and rushed forward first.Feng Pingping took a step forward to meet him, and the broken knife slashed straight down. The collision of the sword and the sword made him unable to hold it stably. With luck, the long sword in the thick-browed boy's hand was blown away again, and Feng Pingping took another step forward. , raised his foot and kicked him flying.

This time he couldn't get up again.

At the same time, two swords came up, Feng Pingping didn't turn his head, the scimitar in his left hand pierced into the elbow of the man on the left with his backhand, and with a flick upwards, he cut it along the shoulder and into the neck.He took a step forward and kicked the person, rubbing his back to avoid the sword on the right, the scimitar circled back, pierced into the elbow in the same way, and then circled around the neck.

In two steps, three people fell beside him, only the yellow-faced man walked away with a sword, but failed to attack.

Feng Pingping looked at him sideways, thought for a while, and asked, "You guys can't kill Tan Zhonglu, do you know who did it?" "It's him!" The yellow-faced man grinned, Reach out and point to his back.

Feng Pingping turned his head and neck slightly, he was distracted by what the yellow-faced man said, and took the opportunity to rush up and down to kill.The sword flower trembled violently, and a stream of light enveloped Feng Pingping's figure. His kung fu alone was probably stronger than those four combined.

Feng Pingping swings the saber sideways, the blade's edge is faster than the sword flower, and the back strike comes first, only a long cry is heard, the sword and sword intersect countless times to make a continuous sound, and then an arc of light cuts through the sword curtain.The sound stopped, the light went out, the two stood facing each other, and a saber slashed obliquely on the yellow-faced man, forming a thin bloody arc from the left shoulder to the right rib.The yellow-faced man let out a miserable laugh, knelt down and then fell down.

Feng Pingping turned around and walked slowly to Yan Dede.

Yan Dede clasped one hand with the other, his pierced palms were randomly wrapped with strips of cloth torn from the hem of his clothes, and he sat on the ground in a forced posture, raising his head and apologizing to him, with sweat dripping from his forehead. Smile calmly.The blood-stained letter was held between the wounded fingers, and he tried his best to lift it up, but still wanted to present it to him.

Feng Pingping retracted the scimitar, put the half-cut knife back into the sheath, and looked at him with a slight frown. He really couldn't figure out what this man meant, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"My subordinate, Yan Dede, came to welcome the young master by the order of the sect master. This is a letter written by the sect master, please read it." Yan Dede said loudly.

"The people you brought want to kill me." Feng Pingping had no choice but to point it out to him.

"No, no, the young master's words are wrong." Yan Dede stood up shaking his wounded hand, stood upright, and said: "It is true that this subordinate has followed the orders of the master of Hongmen to bring people to meet the young master. It's just that Master Hong is getting older and wants to say that he belongs to the young master. The disciples all know this meaning, so many people are not convinced. So Master Hong said, "My Three Corpse Sect does not have such rules. If you don't agree, just follow the rules If you kill the young master, you can take over as the sect master. If someone kills the young master, you can still take over as the sect master."

"So you came to pick him up and kill him again?" Ye Weiliao, who was lying at the door, wondered.

"Otherwise, otherwise, the subordinate is not among them. The subordinate has no virtue and incompetence and knows that it is difficult to be the head of the sect. The subordinate is only here to pick up the young master." Yan De said.

"That's right, that's right, leave yourself clean. You have nothing to do with their sneak attack and gang fights. You only pass on the word and pretend to be stupid. I think you are very capable. But your sect master is afraid that he has a bad brain. He That is to say, you guys don’t do anything and just kill and kill and kill the last one to be the head of a lonely family, how glorious!” Ye Weiliao said.

"May I ask who this is?" Yan Dede asked with a sideways glance at him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm your young master's elder brother." Ye Weiliao tilted his head, unable to salute while being trapped in the fur curls.

"He's not." Feng Pingping said.

"Young master's brother's words are not good enough," Yan Dede followed suit, not curious about how the elder brother was tied into a roll, and said politely: "As young master is so good at fighting and gaining prestige, Everyone in the sect knows how powerful they are, so naturally they dare not be presumptuous, no matter how many people want to be the master of the sect, there are not as many people who want to live."

"Besides, the one who strikes earlier will have to deal with more people later even if he is killed, so a smart person like you is naturally not in a hurry." Ye Weiliao said.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the subordinates are just here to pass on the message, young master, brother young master, don't make things difficult for your subordinates anymore." Yan Dede waved his wounded hand to beg for mercy from the two, saying: "Young master Please read the letter, the young master will decide whether to go back to the mountain after reading the letter. Have you met Master Hongmen? The Master Hongmen just want to see the young master, talk about the past with the young master, and talk about the affairs of the family. As for whether to succeed the family The position of the lord naturally depends on the young lord's will..."

Yan Dede was still persuading him, but Feng Pingping didn't want to listen anymore, so he passed him to the door of the snake room and reached out to pick up Ye Weiliao.

Ye Weiliao was wrapped in the paper and rolled left and right, unable to stand up. When he was tired, he could only turn over on his side, looking up to the sky and watching Feng Pingping bend down, squinting his eyes with a smile.

"The position of the master of the Three Corpses Sect is not a piece of meat, but let him pick and choose!" An angry shout came from the roof of the snake house, followed by a black shadow jumping down from the sky, holding a simple knife high and slashing down.

Feng Pingping flung the fur scroll back in one hand, raised the broken knife in the other hand, and met the simple half knife that was several times as long with a short half knife.

Ye Weiliao was thrown out of his hand to the point where the knife couldn't cut it. Turning his head to look back, he saw two long and short swords touching each other. He cut back head-on.The man was not tall but rather strong, he moved quickly and nimbly, leaped to the ground, and swung his knives one after another without giving Feng Pingping a chance to fight back, but he got the upper hand and fought with him fiercely.

"Zhou Manman! Why are you following me!" Yan Dede shouted from the side.

"It's you from the Three Corpses Gate again, and those on the roof at the back. You Three Corpses Gate usually have more people and less people bully? Are you still fighting with wheels?" Ye Weiliao turned his head and asked him.

There were still seven people standing on the roof of the Snake House, all of them held weapons and watched Zhou Manman and Feng Pingping fight, and they had no intention of coming down for a while.

"Otherwise, otherwise, the Three Corpses Sect has no such rules, the Three Corpses Sect has no rules, and no one from the head of the sect obeys the rules, whether it is the rules of the world, the rules of the world, or the rules of the sect, if you still follow the rules Among them, you can't enter the Three Corps Gate." Yan Dede said uprightly, and some fallacies seemed to be very complacent.

"It's so strict that you shut up!" A person on the roof shouted.

"Zhou Manman, can you make it? If not, I'll take it!" A person next to him shouted.

"These people have more face than those just now." Ye Weiliao said a word that seemed to be both praise and scolding.

"Otherwise, otherwise," Yan De said: "From the door owner of the Three Corpses Gate, there is no one with face. If there is any face, they will not be able to enter the Three Corpses Gate."

"Strictly!" Two or three voices from the roof shouted in unison.

"Brother Young Master now knows that my subordinates have to tell the truth whether they like to listen to me or not. Young Master Brother is so smart that he must know the sincerity of his subordinates. I hope Young Master Brother will persuade you more." Lord, go back to the mountain..." Yan Dede looked at Ye Weiliao with a smile that was not a smile, and began to persuasion again.

"Hmph." Ye Weiliao laughed dryly, then turned his head to look at Feng Pingping.

He turned his head sideways, his upper ear listened to the endless chatter, the two knives slashing, and the movement on the roof, and the lower ear was pressed against the ground, and suddenly he heard a series of abnormal noises.

Feng Pingping and Zhou Manman fought back and forth for many rounds. He was very quick to kill and kill before, but this time he was rarely delayed.As soon as Zhou Manman came to grab the upper hand, he made the Pu Dao fierce, using the weapon to cut down in all directions and never let Feng Pingping get close to him. Looking from the side, he saw him flying a long saber move The numbers are overflowing.It's just that this way of fighting takes a lot of energy, Feng Pingping almost stood still, Duan Dao received and blocked the sword left and right, it just depends on how long he can fight.

The series of abnormal noises reached Feng Pingping's feet in an instant, the ground beside his feet was loose, and he saw a black shadow break through the ground.

Two people jumped down from the roof of the snake house at the same time, with a gun and a sword, they attacked Zhou Manman up and down, and the black shadow on the ground shook off the dust and turned out to be an Emei thorn, cutting straight at his ankle.

This time, there is everything in the middle of the sky and the earth.

Feng Pingping raised the scimitar in his left hand, and slashed towards the two men in mid-air, breaking their momentum.In front of him, Zhou Manman held back his sword and shouted to the two of them, "Stay away! Who wants your help!"

Feng Pingping took advantage of the gap to take a step forward, slashed down with the broken knife in his right hand and forcibly restrained Zhou Manman's simple knife, then stepped on it with his foot, and rushed towards him with the blade.Zhou Manman tried his best to draw the knife but was slow, seeing Feng Pingping's broken knife approaching his eyes.The two in the air just landed, grabbed Zhou Manman's shoulders and led him back quickly, dodging Feng Pingping's knife.

Feng Pingping stepped on the simple knife and stood still, suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him.

Tilting his head slightly, from the corner of his vision, he saw a person chasing him less than a foot behind him with the soil method, his shoulders had already come out of the soil, and he was holding a pair of Emei thorns in his hands.If this person had been stabbed just now, he would be seriously injured if he did not die under the combined attack.It's just that this person failed to make a move, a fur scroll was lying behind this person's head, and Ye Weiliao in the scroll somehow got out of a hand from under the layers of binding, holding a sheathed knife in his hand, neither side nor side. Leaning and knocking on the heads of the people in the soil.

Feng Pingping stared at him with wide eyes, and Ye Weiliao blinked and smiled at him, trying to put his hand and knife back into the fur scroll, but there was a gap on the side of the scroll, and he couldn't put it in or hide it. .