Jiangnan Bank

Life, but never joined hands in the mission.

At this moment, he has not had the time to think about whether he succeeded or failed if the object of the mission died at the hands of others.

But the person who confronted the young man in Tsing Yi was not relaxed, on the contrary, his face became more and more ugly, and finally he gritted his teeth, turned over and fell several feet away, and retreated in a panic.

But he didn't take it into account that there was already an unknown young man on his way of retreat.

Originally, this person had accumulated a lot of resentment that was difficult to explode, so he stopped walking immediately, and slashed at the person blocking the way with a volley of palms.

He is good at palm technique, his palm strength has the power to smash gold and jade, he thought that killing a person would not prevent him from escaping.

However, he made the last mistake of his life.

When the long sword of the young man in front of him pierced through his chest, he realized that this man's swordsmanship was faster than he had imagined, and the injury he suffered in the previous competition was worse than he thought. Heavy, for a while, even the true energy was unable to condense.

Meng Xinghun retracted his sword, he still couldn't get used to killing people, he could even feel his stomach churning, but he couldn't let his emotions go.

Because he had a wonderful feeling that there was a greater threat hidden in the surrounding twilight.Although he couldn't feel the presence of that person's aura, it just showed that the person's skill might be far superior to his.

In the darkness of night, only a long laugh was heard: "Under the clear wind and bright moon, it is not a joy in life to meet the fifth son here?"

Meng Xinghun listened to this person's arty and elegant tone, and his tone was frivolous and lazy, he didn't look like a big man who commanded a group of heroes.But after watching him walk out step by step in the twilight, he suddenly realized that the person who came was really a person who was used to being the boss.

The person who came was a hale and vigorous old man, walking with his hands behind his back, looking down on the world.Without further politeness, he turned to Meng Xinghun while laughing loudly, his face suddenly darkened and said: "This person killed my subordinate just now, let the old man finish this person first."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards Meng Xinghun, not even the slightest bit worried that someone would speak against him.With his eyesight, how could he fail to see that in the previous battle, although there was no confrontation with swords and fists, both sides were already hurt.

What's more, the boy who didn't know his origin was sitting by and watched the two fight, and didn't help.With a double-minded person, if he is a subordinate, he will definitely kill him immediately without hesitation.

Fifth Young Master Liu of the Power Gang is decisive in killing and attacking, and of course he will not fail to understand the truth that those who retaliate cannot stay for a long time.

Meng Xinghun also understood very well, so he was already smiling wryly in his heart.

Even if the old man would still turn to deal with the young man in Tsing Yi after killing him, could that man also follow what Meng Xinghun did before and reap the benefits of the fisherman?

His eyes lowered and fell on the sword, without any emotional changes on his face.

Only before the murderous duel, he is the calmest, just like the hand he is holding on the scabbard at this moment, it is stable without any trembling.

But he has already understood that some opponents cannot be dealt with by him if his moves are fast enough and direct and effective.

At least at this moment, he didn't have enough confidence to deal with the opponent in front of him. In fact, the pressure put on him by this hale and hearty old man was almost as strong as that master abbot of Southern Shaolin that he saw by the Huanhua River.

The old man smiled proudly and arrogantly, and stepped forward. When he kicked, no one could stop him, and no one had ever stood in his way.

Out of the corner of Meng Xinghun's eyes, he saw that the man was only thirty steps away from him.

twenty steps,

……

Suddenly, the man stopped.

There was an extra figure in the direction he was heading.

A faint, cyan figure.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, without saying a word, with a kind of immovable momentum.Anyone who stood in his way in the past paid the price of death. What about this time?

He took off his Tsing Yi, smiled faintly, and just stood there casually, but it gave him such a lot of pressure!

Fifth Young Master Liu smiled softly and lightly, and wrote lightly: "Your Excellency seems to have found the wrong person."

Before the old man showed up, he had already sensed that there was a top expert around him, so when facing the previous opponent, he was not sure of a single blow, so he would never take it lightly, because this person was the real one. rival.

But they didn't expect it to be this person. No wonder even one of their only surviving elders, who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, also appeared here.

Meng Xinghun has always known that he is very fast, and he has also thought about what the fastest limit in the world is, is it the wind?

The light green flickers and sweeps back obliquely, faster than the moment the wind passes over the treetops, as if there is no trace to be found before the leaves vibrate.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, as if he hadn't figured out what he was seeing.

Although it was the first time they met, he was quite sure that this young man in Tsing Yi would never put other people's lives in his eyes.

The old man's expression froze. He wanted to kill Meng Xinghun. First, it was to eliminate future troubles. Second, it was also a test. Third, it was to kill someone to practice. Although the boy's swordsmanship was fast, it was not enough to threaten him, and it might not be worn out. He has too much strength, but it can improve his state and confidence to the extreme.

But the opponent obviously saw through his thoughts. This obstruction not only frustrates his momentum, but he has to be distracted to guard against the kid who saved his life from becoming a hidden danger in his decisive battle. After he showed such obvious killing intent .

He relied on his martial arts and did not pay attention to the people of the world, but he never imagined that the first person in his life who made him feel uncertain was a person who should have no combat power at the moment.

He was sure that the person in front of him was about to run out of energy, even almost exhausted, but he stepped forward to challenge... It was unbelievable, but he couldn't suppress the sudden surprise in his heart.

After a long time, he asked solemnly, "What does Fifth Young Master mean?" Before waiting for an answer, he smiled proudly again, "Fifth Young Master is an outstanding person in the world. I'm afraid it will be difficult to do ten tricks in the old man's hands." In his life, except for Li Chenzhou, no one paid attention to him, and he thought that his words were very polite.

Only Master Tsing Yi said leisurely: "I have five knives, and I want to ask Your Excellency for advice."

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Five, five-petal orchid

The old man's eyes burst into light, and he looked at him in shock!

The words Wu Wuzi Liu said actually implied that he wanted to win within five moves!

Looking around the Jianghu, apart from Yan Kuangtu, who has long been dead or alive, who dares to threaten to defeat him within five moves?

The old man was supposed to be smiling out of breath, but his face was serious, and his original smile had long since stiffened.

If he hadn't been convinced that the person in front of him would be exhausted, he would have suffered serious internal injuries, and he could hardly help suspecting that the report of the battle by the Huanhua River was wrong, and he wanted to kill the person who sent the message in anger.

Thinking of the battle by the Huanhua River, I couldn't help thinking of the results of Tianzheng Taichan and others, and my heart jumped suddenly, even the corners of my eyes twitched imperceptibly twice, and I couldn't hold back the sudden anxiety.

After all, this person is not an idle person, even though he is suspicious and irritable, even a little confusion is only for a moment.However, after he came to his senses, he realized that somehow his opponent had seized the opportunity, adding uncertainties to the originally certain victory, and he was even more depressed.

Staring at the person in front of him, he finally nodded slowly, and then silently gathered his true energy to be fully alert.In the twilight, the clothes are like iron, and the air is like a mountain.His achievements in this life are not random, and he will not give the other party a chance when he seems to be invincible.

No one spoke for a while, and even Meng Xinghun couldn't help but clenched his long sword tightly, and almost stopped breathing.

Only under the cold moon, the breeze is coming.

The wind picked up slightly, and slightly raised his light green shirt, that indifferent standing figure, the light and clear peerless elegance, so clear, yet so far away that it was like a faint and elusive dream.

His body moves slowly, but people can't see his body movements clearly, and he is in front of him suddenly.

The old man's nerves were tense, his eyes fell on his naturally hanging right hand, and there was no knife in his hand.

The right hand is gently extended,

The light of the knife is already in sight!

The old man retreated in shock!In fact, he hasn't seen the saber clearly yet, but the saber intent has invaded his mind, he can only retreat.

In the right hand of Mr. Tsing Yi, there is a short blade, a light blue knife.

This is his green blade.

The light blue knife light is like a dream.

It's like the distant reveries passed down by old people, like the faint nostalgia sent by folded willows, like the poems recited for thousands of years, and like the feelings that have never been thrown away lightly.

But it is extremely clear, shallow, and light, like the coldness awakened in the middle of the night, and like a lovesickness without root, stem, support, or support.

Dreaming and waking up, lovesickness is endless.

The old man retreated for a few feet, but he felt that the young man in Tsing Yi didn't move his feet, but the short blade in his hand was like a ten-foot-long magic weapon, attacking from the air.

Wherever the saber intention came, his breath stagnated, and he barely stretched out his palm to defuse it.

It's just the first move, already restrained!

That saber technique is untraceable, but it has a whimsical idea and is different from others.

With his extensive experience, he claims to know all the martial arts in the world, but he is sure that he has never seen this kind of saber technique; but if it is said that at the young man in Tsing Yi's age, he has created such an unconventional but profound and profound saber technique , he couldn't believe it.

The old man knew from the very beginning that he was facing a rare master in the Jianghu, but at this moment he really understood what kind of opponent he was meeting.

But one move!

What kind of knife technique is this, and what kind of person!

He smiled carelessly,

Create this knife method,

It's just because there is a woman in the world who created a set of swordsmanship, "Five Zhan Mei".

When the sword moved, the faint and irresistible fragrance of plum was like her faint and melancholy elegance.

How many years of longing and nostalgia, only one side is not available;

Suddenly one day,

day and night,

Kan is so close