[Cat and Mouse] Jianhe

The last clang of the giant que was still far away, and the next moment Yan Xilai had arrived against the wind.Before the sword was out of its sheath, the depressing dragon chant lingered in his ears for a long time.Taxue Wuhen's figure was like a pine tree, and Yan Xilai casually stood in the center of the three of them, raising his eyes slightly to see the other's behavior.In front of a powerful enemy, he turned sideways to face Wang Xingzu, and said calmly: "Go back along this road."

Wang Xingzu sat down in a daze at first, but when he heard this, he got up and ran away in shock, without thinking about it for a moment.Yan Xilai's calm and deep eyes slowly swept over the three of them, and just one glance stopped their imminent behavior.The whistling cold wind was so close to him that it seemed to be frozen, and it stopped and turned when he inadvertently raised his hand before Rulin Amnesty retreated.

When martial arts practitioners compete, they come first before their moves have momentum, and they fight first before they ask for advice.The old man's withered hands grabbed the top of the cloth bag and wanted to carry it on his shoulders. Seeing this situation, he knew he was invincible, so he shouted loudly without saying a word, and threw the cloth bag at Yan Xilai, trying to take advantage of the preemptive attack.Withered and five fingers could carry a tripod, the cloth bag greeted Yan Xilai with the sound of the wind.The remaining two waved their long whips in tacit understanding, rolling up several piles of white snow nearby.

Budai was approaching menacingly, Yan Xilai easily dodged the figure without looking sideways.Two long whips were also swept at this time, one whip was aimed at Huantiao acupoint, and the other was aimed at Weizhong acupoint on the back of the knee.The two long whips are more than three feet long, and the whole body is pitch black, but inlaid with a silver spiral steel strip.The postures of the two of them seemed to be one body, the left and right joined together as one, leaving deep marks wherever the long whip touched.

Without resisting, the cloth bag passed Yan Xilai and fell behind, sinking into the snow half a foot deep.Zhan Zhao curled up in the bag in a entangled and embarrassed posture, unable to move or make a sound after being hit by acupuncture points.Even though it was soft snow, this throw made him fall hard enough, and he felt bursts of pain coming from his legs.All the wild thoughts were interrupted, Zhan Zhao grinned his teeth and secretly cursed the blind guy who threw the bag, while he carefully deduced the situation with his ears.

"Ju Que Sword, Swallow Flying. Hehe, I never thought that the head of the Banquet could come in person." His voice was hoarse, hissing from the old man's throat.The dry fingers twisted and twisted, making a slight clicking sound.The blood vessels on the back of the hand protrude and the meridians are clear, and there is a faint trace of white air rising and emitting.

Yan Xilai never left the scabbard, only holding the middle part of the scabbard with his right hand.A whip wrapped around the scabbard, Yan Xilai turned his wrist obliquely and flicked it, and the end of the whip faced the other whip.Seeing the two whips touching each other, Yan Xilai suddenly drew his sword and performed a Xizi Jue, and swung his left hand into a palm.The sword moves rely on force to strike, and the palm technique is fully supported by the vigorous inner strength, and the two-pronged approach does not kill the killer.

The two of them were not idle people, but they had no choice but to give up halfway under the palm of the sword. They retracted their long whips and retreated more than a zhang.Before Yan Xilai's palm was finished, his body was like flying, the palm wind gathered the two people and caged the old man.There was no wave of words, and the attack continued unabated, sealing the vitals of the old man's body, "Tianluan and Yinshan Sect have never had any friendship, I don't know why the three of you are doing this."

The old man's air moves the mud balls straight to the tail, stabilizes the lower body and smashes the palms with sharp claws. "Since the master of the banquet knows our origins, he can naturally predict what is going on."

Qi Qi 49 The palms sealed the big acupoints all over the old man's body as if they were real, but Yan Xilai's palm remained undiminished, and his face remained unmoved, "Why don't you three go to Tianxuan Hall with Yan to get together."

Tianxuan Hall stands on the main peak of Tianluan, and is the reception hall of Tianluanmen.Usually, the discussions and disputes between the rivers and lakes are all in the Tianxuan Hall.

"Go—" the old man suddenly turned his head up to the sky and yelled, regardless of his kindness, and spurted out a mouthful of thick blood following the word go.Blood and water poured down like snowflakes and mist.With this mouthful of blood spurting out, the strength of the old man's desolate hand suddenly increased a few times, it was clear that it was a secret method of self-mutilation that hurts others first.Abandoning his palms and wind, he just stared straight at Yan Xilai's eyes, and his whole body was raised and lowered to avoid the periphery and get closer.

The remaining two people also exerted their strength suddenly, one of them held the whip and hit Yan Xi's back altar, while the other, like a cold wind, grabbed the top of the cloth bag and walked away.

When they first met each other, the old man threw the cloth bag in front of him, so Yan Xilai didn't take the bag to heart.Unexpectedly, this accident occurred unexpectedly, Yan Xilai changed his mind slightly and immediately found out the cause and effect.For the cloth bag, the old man did not hesitate to use the secret method of self-mutilation, and he did not hesitate to leave two of the three to resist. The things in the bag are what the Yinshan Sect values.Seeing that the person who snatched the cloth bag was excellent in lightness kungfu, Yan Xilai's palm suddenly became sharper, he pushed away the whipman behind him with his palm, and put his right hand against the front of the scabbard.

The old man didn't dodge or dodge and took the slap abruptly, another mouthful of blood soaked his chin, instead he accelerated his approach and shot out a few poisonous thorns.Tribulus let go, he opened his bloody mouth wide and said, "Hey, no friendship? This old man would like to ask, why did he accept the descendants of the Yinshan Sect as his sect without friendship?"

The sound of sword chanting echoes leisurely, broad and quiet, like the clanging of war drums.The giant que was unsheathed, and the hundred swords bowed their heads.

"Everyone who enters my Tianluan is a disciple of Tianluan. I am sorry that Yan has never heard of the name of the descendant of the Yinshan Sect." Yan Xilai held the long sword in his hand, which was pure and elegant, and he waved it casually, bringing out the sparkling light of the sword.

A handful of poisonous tribulus terrestris gleaming green, covering the sky and covering the ground like rain.Desolate hands came one after another, and each hit was a desperate fight. "Hmph, right and wrong can only be found out by the leader. Even if you are Yan Xilai, who is famous in the world, if you want to get away, you have to step over my bones!"

The cold white snow and the hot red blood blended together, only heard the sound of the wind and bursts of images, but it was no longer clear.

Bai Yutang was caught under the armpit by the man in green shirt, leaving only a blur of silver tree and jade flower.He was standing high in the sky without even stepping on the ground, and he had nothing to rely on except for the arm of the man in blue, but he didn't show the slightest sense of fear, and he opened his eyes and looked around excitedly.Feeling the cold wind swishing in front of him, making his face itchy, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle.Crisp and melodious but not like silver bells and pearls, clear and lingering like flowing water in a stream.

The man in the green shirt suddenly covered Bai Yutang's mouth, and several ups and downs fell silently on the branch.The little guy shook his head and couldn't break free, his beautiful eyes glared at the man in blue angrily.The man in the green shirt stared back, put his index finger on his lips in a silent gesture, and raised his jaw as a signal.

The visitor came through the forest, walking steadily and tall, with a pair of saber eyebrows erected above his eyes.The palm is broad and strong like steel, as if it can break rough wood with just one hand.First, the cloud light and the wind lightly looked around, and then stood beside the path like a stone pier.The slightly lazy eyelids drooped, covering the sharp eyes.

It was Ouyang Zhonghui, Master Ouyang, and Bai Yutang continued to stare at the man in the blue shirt.The man in the green shirt seemed to understand, let go of the hand that imprisoned him, hugged the little guy and fell to the ground.This time he landed on a blind spot, and when he landed, it was as ethereal as a cloud, and he didn't hear even the slightest movement.

Ouyang Zhonghui glanced at the branches, thinking that maybe the wind moved the trees, so he didn't pay attention.

What is Master Ouyang doing here?Bai Yutang rested his cheek with one hand and thought about it, and suddenly the man in green shirt stuffed something warm and cool into his hand, and then he pushed him away with an internal force.The man in the green shirt used this force very skillfully, Bai Yutang staggered forward a few steps without falling, and crashed into the place where Ouyang Zhonghui could see.

Bai Yutang was confused and puzzled, but Ouyang Zhonghui reacted first, walked a few steps to him and said, "Why are you here? This is the only way out of the valley. Leave quickly and don't stay." Every line With one step, a deep footprint was branded, the tip of his eyebrows was slightly twisted and his thick beard moved slightly, his expression was dignified.

Shaking his head, Bai Yutang looked at the things in his hands.It was a half-foot-long short dagger, the scabbard was dotted with silver and gold, and a few agate jade pendants were inlaid, shining brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun.In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the scabbard brings a bit of warmth, which shows that the cost of a few accessories is high.

"What is this?" The dagger was so dazzling that Ouyang Zhonghui couldn't help being attracted by it.Bai Yutang didn't bother to explain the cause and effect, so he handed the dagger to Ouyang Zhonghui without taking a second look.The little guy is only half the height of Ouyang Zhonghui, and he touched his arms only when he stood on tiptoe.The eyebrows slanted against the golden dagger, which was full of disdain.

Most of the outsiders of gold and jade are lost in it, but this dagger is quite heavy to start with, and it is very heavy when weighed.Ouyang Zhonghui held the scabbard in one hand and the handle in the other, but he couldn't pull out the dagger with all his strength.This aroused the desire to be competitive, so when he tried hard again, he became obsessed with it.The dagger came out of the scabbard, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and light-colored dust was carried out by the blade.

The light fragrance is soaked and scattered into the nose.Ouyang Zhonghui turned pale with shock and quickly held his breath, not wanting that the medicinal power of the light-colored dust was so overbearing that his eyes would be pitch black and unconscious.Ouyang Zhonghui can also be regarded as a famous master in the past, if the little guy hadn't given him the knife himself, if Bai Yutang hadn't given it so for granted, how could he have been easily deceived.At the same time, the man in green shirt who had been lurking for a long time jumped up, pulled Bai Yutang back to the upwind direction.

Bai Yutang looked around for a while, and suddenly he understood, he glanced coldly at the man in the blue shirt and said, "You're really not ashamed to use drugs and other indecent means to deal with people."

The man in the green shirt was happily picking up the dagger that had fallen on the snow, flicking his knuckles lightly on the dagger, arousing the lingering sound.Hearing this, he approached Bai Yutang like a floating cloud.Raising his long eyebrows, Li Li's face showed the stubbornness of a young man, and he said slowly: "Little baby, what you said is wrong. This is called one thing more than one thing less, to save trouble, one of the principles of messing around."

The little guy ran to the man in green shirt, jumped up, snatched the dagger, and threw it into the snow without saying a word.The small body is like a piece of flying snow, slender and exquisite, circling in the air, and the elegant clothes make the face more delicate and lovely.

Letting the little guy snatch the dagger aggressively, the man in the green shirt became interested instead of getting angry.His fingers lightly brushed the upper edge of his lips, and with a meaningful smile, he jokingly said, "Why, I'm not looking for your senior brother?"

The word "brother" makes my heart itch, but I don't want to turn around and show my favor.Bai Yutang gritted his teeth, and stubbornly moved his gaze to the opposite side of the man in blue.