Sincerely invite young heroes to break their sleeves

Nie Xueyi really wanted to hack Yang Yueming to death with her own hands, but she could only think about it first. Seeing their leader's wrist cut off by Nie Xueyi, the people from the Falling Demon Tower immediately rushed over Surround Nie Xueyi.

Although Nie Xueyi's golden bell silk is powerful, she is weak after all, and she was forced to retreat every step of the way.

"Xueyi, be careful." Yang Yueming suddenly shouted, and Nie Xueyi was startled. It turned out that the man whose wrist had been cut had approached behind her at some point. With the other hand, he raised a short knife and stabbed Nie Xueyi violently, in a rhythm of life and death.

Nie Xueyi hurriedly defended, but the knife was already close at hand. In a blink of an eye, Luo Zhuchen slammed into him, knocked Nie Xueyi aside, and took the knife abruptly.

"Zhuchen." Nie Xueyi screamed, seeing Luo Zhuchen groan and fall to the ground.

Nie Xueyi's canthus was about to burst, and she stretched out her left hand and flipped it over quickly, transforming into countless palm shadows. At the same time, the golden bell on the bracelet made a crisp "ring bell" and shot it out.

Jin Ling's speed was astonishingly fast, the leader was powerless to parry, Jin Ling flew past both sides of his neck, and then criss-crossed in the air behind his head.

The bell vibrated, the man's eyes were wide open, he knelt down on the ground suddenly, his head fell off his neck, Gululu rolled out, his neck was cut flat, and blood gushed out.

Yang Yueming took a deep breath, and said to himself: Fortunately, I am not Nie Xueyi's type!

Nie Xueyi was obviously really irritated, and flipped the golden bell in his hand, and those masked people suddenly lost their hands or feet.

Seeing that the situation was not good, those masked men were about to withdraw, but one of them was unwilling to reconcile, and slashed at Yang Yueming before leaving.

"I'll wipe it." Yang Yueming didn't expect those people to still think about him, and he felt a big trough in his heart, but he saw Ren Xiaodao rushing over, hugging himself and rolling around on the ground a few times, avoiding the slash.

Yang Yueming was pressed to the ground by Ren Xiaodao, and the masked man saw that Ren Xiaodao was carrying him behind his back, so he chased him again. Yang Yueming was afraid that Ren Xiaodao would follow Luo Zhuchen's footsteps, so he didn't care so much, facing the masked man The man raised his hand.

The masked man who rushed half way suddenly wailed, his face instantly turned blue, and he fell to the ground.

The other masked men fled away one after another when they saw that the wounded, the disabled, the defeat was certain.

Ren Xiaodao rolled down from Yang Yueming's body, and Yang Yueming sat up groaningly, with a displeased expression on his face: "Get rich, you should lose weight."

Ren Xiaodao ignored Yang Yueming, but went to the masked man lying dead on the ground, squatted down and pulled the masked man's scarf away.

A very ordinary face, what is extraordinary is the unusual blue color of the entire face at this time.

"You did it?" Ren Xiaodao looked back at Yang Yueming.

Yang Yueming looked at the sky.

"What kind of hidden weapon is this?" Ren Xiaodao was secretly startled. There are many powerful hidden weapons in Jianghushan, but all hidden weapons require the caster to have corresponding cultivation and internal strength assistance. Jin Fugui does not know martial arts, this is absolutely true No doubt.

Unexpectedly, there is a hidden weapon that can be cast without any knowledge of martial arts, and it is so accurate and powerful.

Ren Xiaodao finally understood why Yang Yueming dared to be so arrogant despite not knowing martial arts.

Yang Yueming shook his finger: "Secret." If his brother knew that he had stolen the Ruo Shui Tian Luo Nai from the house, he would definitely personally go out and carry him back.

"Zhuchen, Zhuchen." Over there, Nie Xueyi helped Luo Zhuchen up, and the two attendants came over to help help Luo Zhuchen into the carriage to bandage up.

Ren Xiaodao and Yang Yueming also quickly followed the carriage.

Luo Zhuchen was stabbed in the right shoulder, and was seriously injured, but fortunately he didn't hurt his life, but he lost a lot of blood, and his face was terribly pale.

"Zhuchen, how are you?" Nie Xueyi asked with concern, holding Luo Zhuchen's head and letting him lie on his back.

Luo Zhuchen was in a semi-comatose state, and he grinned at Nie Xueyi with a sliver of sanity: "You...just as long as you're fine." After speaking, he finally couldn't hold back and passed out.

"Zhuchen...Zhuchen..." Nie Xueyi patted Luo Zhuchen's face nervously, at a loss.

"Stop taking pictures, he's fine." Ren Xiaodao reassured, "Just let him rest for a while."

Nie Xueyi calmed down a little now, but she held Luo Zhuchen and dared not move.

Yang Yueming's face was moved: "Young Master Luo is really affectionate, Xue Yi, I think you can only promise with your body."

Nie Xueyi was not in the mood to argue with him now, and rolled her eyes upon hearing this.

"I think Luo Zhuchen is much better than that cousin of yours. It seems that he would give up his life for you." Yang Yueming said with a serious face.

Nie Xueyi sighed.

"Hey, so you don't know everything." Yang Yueming said in surprise.

"Shut up." Nie Xueyi finally couldn't take it anymore, and made a gesture to throw the golden bell at him.

"Don't mess around." Yang Yueming quickly hid behind Ren Xiaodao, "Girls don't play with such dangerous things."

"Heroine Nie is very famous in Jianghu!" Ren Xiaodao couldn't help complaining: "Why do you have to mess with her!"

"It's not that she is in a bad mood, everyone should relax." Yang Yueming felt that he was really wronged.

Nie Xueyi's heart was not as heavy as before after being disturbed by him.

"And I really think Luo Zhuchen is amazing, and I feel ashamed." Yang Yueming poked his head out from Ren Xiaodao's shoulder, "I'm sorry, Xue Yi, although you are beautiful, I can't love you any more. I want to give you to Luo Zhuchen."

Ren Xiaodao almost wanted to send Yang Yueming to participate in the Suicide Contest: "Boss, don't say I didn't warn you, Nie Xia's golden bell soul-snatching silk cuts her head very neatly."

Yang Yueming quickly covered his mouth.

But Nie Xueyi sighed and said, "I really can't see what you think you can see?"

"I'm afraid the people from the Subduing Demon Pagoda will not give up. I think we'd better take a detour." Ren Xiaodao said, "I know there is a fork in the road. If you walk from Yanluo Mountain, you can reach the Pearl City. City, Young Master Luo will be safe."

The Pearl City is the only place to go to Luming Mountain, and it is also the place where the Sword God Family is located. Nie Xueyi agreed after a little thought.

So the two attendants of the Sword God Family changed direction under Ren Xiaodao's instructions. The next two days finally subsided, and Luo Zhuchen also woke up, but he was still very weak, and the wound did not receive better treatment. Still some bleeding.

"We have to get to Pearl City earlier." Nie Xueyi said with worry, fearing that Luo Zhuchen's wound infection would worsen.

"Don't worry, there is Yanluo Mountain in front of you. After crossing Yanluo Mountain, you will be there in half a day's journey." Ren Xiaodao pointed to a mountain ahead.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, a group of men holding big pu knives suddenly broke out. The men were of uneven height and different clothes.

When Ren Xiaodao and Yang Yueming got out of the carriage, they saw a middle-aged fat man with short stature and a head as big as a bucket standing forward, and said loudly: "Listen, people in front, I drove this road, I planted this tree, if you want to Get over it and leave the money.”

Fuck you, bandit!

Yang Yueming looked at Ren Xiaodao with a sneer on his face: "Have you agreed on a safe way?"

Ren Xiaodao glanced at him sharply: "I met so many monsters and ghosts only after I met you."

"Shut up, we're not demons and ghosts!" The fat man stomped his feet angrily when he heard this, and his round belly trembled up and down.

Yang Yueming couldn't help but burst out laughing with a "poof" on the spot.

"Bold, how dare you laugh at me." The fat man became even angrier when he saw this, "You have never seen how powerful I am, King Five Flowers."

"Fatty King?" Yang Yueming stared at the fat man's big belly, guessing that it must be full of fatty pork belly, he couldn't help but think that the fat man's name is better, it's too vivid!

"It turns out that you are the King of Five Flowers." Ren Xiaodao's eyes showed a hint of danger. The King of Five Flowers is a well-known villain in the Jianghu. .

Seeing that someone finally knew his name, King Wuhua suddenly trembled, shook his stomach and said, "Even if you are knowledgeable, it is also your luck. Now, my lord, I will correct my evil ways and stop stealing money. You should be more acquainted yourself, and leave some to pay for the travel expenses." , I will let you go."

"So this is called reforming evil and returning to righteousness?" Ren Xiaodao asked in surprise, "Tell me, what is the difference between this and stealing money?"

"Oh, what you said is wrong." Wuhua Dawang really explained to him, "Before I changed, I wouldn't talk to you so much, and I would just chop you down with a knife, and the money would belong to me."

Yang Yueming was still staring at his belly, and said: "That pork belly, how about I give you money, how about taking a few shots of your belly?"

It was the first time he had seen such a round and elastic belly, and he really wanted to pat it to see how it felt.

King Wuhua blushed all of a sudden, and what was even more tragic was that the group of younger brothers behind him couldn't help but "poof—" and came out.

"You kid, you really don't want to drink a toast." The King of Five Flowers was furious, and he jumped forward and rushed towards Yang Yueming. With his beating, his belly shook even more violently.

Yang Yueming couldn't help shouting: "Fat Cai, beat him in the stomach."

Sure enough, Ren Xiaodao did not disappoint Yang Yueming, he kicked in the air and directly kicked King Five Flowers in the stomach.

Although the King of Five Flowers has a notorious reputation, he is just an ordinary bandit in the green forest, and he is not an opponent of Ren Xiaodao at all.

Fortunately, he had a thick belly, so he bounced off immediately after being kicked, and fell to the ground.

But Ren Xiaodao calmly withdrew his feet and returned to Yang Yueming's side.

"How do you feel?" Yang Yueming hurriedly asked, "Is it very flexible?"

Ren Xiaodao chuckled twice: "That's right, it's just right for braised pork."

Wuhua Dawang stood up in disgrace, spit out the mud in his mouth, stumbled and said: "You, you, don't go if you have the guts."

"Why, there are helpers?" Ren Xiaodao sneered.

"Pork belly, why are you still so useless." A clear female voice came from a distance, and then a red figure rushed over at a high speed.

The figure was extremely fast, which shows the high martial arts of the comer.

In an instant, the red figure had arrived in front of him, standing beside the King of Five Flowers, it turned out to be a woman with an extremely bright face.

The woman was dressed in fiery red clothes, her black hair was tied up high like a man's, and she looked capable and neat. She was carrying a simple knife that was almost half her height on her back, showing her domineering aura and being extremely sturdy.

"Your Majesty, you are here!" The King of Five Flowers was teary-eyed and almost barely hugged the woman's thigh.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Yang Yueming couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "My lord, do you need a gentleman?"

The woman's eyes sharpened, and she slammed her palm at Yang Yueming.

"Get rich." Yang Yueming shouted.

"Here." The bodyguard Ren immediately stood in front of Yang Yueming, defusing the woman's attack and pushing her away.

"Good skill!" The woman in red glanced at Ren Xiaodao, with a little more admiration in her eyes, then "swipe" drew out the big knife behind her back, and slashed at Ren Xiaodao sharply.

The woman in red is exquisite in her sword skills. The huge simple sword dances vigorously in her hands without any sense of stagnation.

Ren Xiaodao responded with both palms, his inner strength was deep, and his strength was unstoppable when advancing and retreating, no matter how fierce the woman's saber technique was, she could not reach within three feet of him.

The woman in red stood up and down, suddenly there was a muffled "bang--", Ren Xiaodao hit the woman's blade from the side with his palm.

The woman in red took a few steps backwards before barely standing still.

"Who are you?" The woman in red narrowed her eyes slightly, there were no more than ten people in the Jianghu who could defeat her within a hundred moves.