The leader is playing a big game of chess

The person who came out from behind the wall was naturally Li Xunhuan.

After he and A Fei escorted Guo Songyang's body back to the countryside for burial, they rushed back again.

Before entering Jincheng, he set his sights on Jing Wuming, and even chased him all the way to the outside of the Jingtian Sect's sub-helm.

Li Xunhuan's face showed the fatigue of the journey, but more, it was the heartache and sadness after losing his best friend.A Fei was standing beside him, staring fiercely at Jing Wuming with the eyes of a young wolf like a prey.

Li Xunhuan's little Li Feidao was not in his hand yet, but A Fei's hand touched the long sword by his waist.

"Hey..." The leader of the Jingtian quit, "Everyone has come to provoke you, do you want me to bear this tone?"

"Master Yan." Li Xunhuan was very polite to Yan Xuanye, he nodded his head as a greeting, and then said: "This person killed my best friend, and besides, I have already made an appointment with him." His gaze He met Jing Wuming's eyes that became silent again, and said, "Please take action."

"I'll do it!" Ah Fei suddenly reached out and pressed Li Xun Huan's arm, preventing him from reaching for Xiao Li Feidao.

He took a step forward and tightened his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Jing Wuming remained expressionless, as if even if the sky fell, he would not be moved.

Yan Xuanye hesitated for a moment, then stepped back a few steps.

Li Xun Huan did not give in, he even called out worriedly: "A Fei."

Ah Fei didn't look back at him. For swordsmen like them, any mood swings before a duel could cause failure.

He just held the sword in his hand, looked at Jing Wuming without blinking, and said: "Your opponent today is me."

Jing Wuming was still expressionless, but he looked at A Fei, his gaze finally fell on Li Xunhuan's face, and his voice sounded as cold as a long sword in his hand: "Li Xunhuan, are you going to challenge the leader?"

Although Guo Songyang died at the hands of Jing Wuming, it was Shangguan Jinhong who asked Jing Wuming to kill Guo Songyang.The fame of Wulin Baidao will definitely become the biggest obstacle for Shangguan Jinhong to replace him with Wulin League, and Jing Wuming is like a sharp sword, doing his best to wipe out all possible obstacles for him.

A murderous sword is certainly hateful, but what is even more hateful is the hand holding the sword.

Jing Wuming did not wait for Li Xunhuan's answer, nor did he intend to hear the answer.His eyes turned back to Ah Fei, and said: "Then it's you first."

As soon as the words fell, the two long swords collided.

Two peerless swordsmen also fought together.

Yan Xuanye swept up the wall, looking down at the two fighting together, his palms were gradually sweating.

A Fei and Jing Wuming's swordsmanship are actually very similar, their swordsmanship is the simplest and most practical swordsmanship without fancy.Every sword stab is aimed at killing the opponent.But such a thorough attack would not leave the opponent with the slightest escape route, and the sharp swordsmanship also cut off all his retreat routes.

Yan Xuanye's hand unconsciously pressed the handle of the knife again.

Li Xun Huan also clasped a small throwing knife in his hand.

But they were not sure that they could separate the two swords smoothly.

Hearing the commotion, Xuanshang also came to Yan Xuanye's side. He frowned slightly and looked at the two people who were fighting underneath. Outside the Jingtianjiao Jincheng sub-rudder, there was a quiet alley, not too wide, but there were few people there. pass by.

But now this alley is full of chills, making it difficult for birds to enter.

"Who will win?" Yan Xuanye looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help asking.

His voice was very low, but Li Xun Huan still glanced at him and clenched the knife even tighter.

Xuanshang was silent, and then said slowly: "Your subordinates can't tell."

He paused, and then said: "But no matter who loses, I'm afraid they won't be able to see the morning sun tomorrow."

Yan Xuanye watched more intently, but he took out a small ingot of silver with his hands in his arms.

Jing Wuming's sword was fast enough and ruthless enough.

But A Fei's sword is trained from the struggle for survival, it is a frost sword sharpened in the ice and snow.

His swordsmanship is faster and more ruthless!

Between the lightning and the flint, the two people who were originally on the same level, were suddenly discovered by A Fei.

A master's move, a little flaw is enough to be called a fatal weakness.What's more, people who are good at using such sword skills are the most powerful opportunists, so how could they miss such a flaw.

A Fei's sword had pierced straight through the gap that disappeared almost instantly.

The small silver ingot in Yan Xuanye's hand was sold before him.

Both strong winds were heading towards Jing Wuming.

It's just that Yan Xuanye's silver ingot hit Jing Wuming's right shoulder accurately, and he staggered, almost unable to hold the long sword in his hand.But it was just such a dodge, Ah Fei's sword that came towards him with unstoppable vigor actually avoided the vital point of his left chest, and passed through his right chest.

Li Xunhuan and A Fei looked up at Yan Xuanye at the same time.

Even Xuanshang gave his leader a puzzled look.

"Don't get me wrong!" Yan Xuanye flew down.

The blood had already soaked along Jing Wuming's chest, Yan Xuanye flicked four fingers, and quickly touched several large points on Jing Wuming's chest to relieve his injury, then stretched out his hand and flicked A Fei's sword lightly, saying: " You can draw your sword."

The moment the sword was pulled out, Jing Tianjiao's very good quality wound medicine pressed on the wound on the front and back of Jing Wuming's right chest. Yan Xuanye casually tore off a piece of clothes from Jing Wuming himself, and simply bandaged it up for him. Only then did he calmly smile and said, "It's better to keep him than to kill him."

Li Xun Huan looked puzzled, but Xuan Shang felt something was wrong.

"Didn't you read the latest newspaper?" Yan Xuanye continued with a smile, "Although Shangguan Jinhong's affection for this loyal subordinate may not be so deep, it is not unfeeling."

When he was bandaging Jing Wuming's acupoints to stop bleeding just now, he also touched several big acupoints on his body. Jing Wuming, who was expressionless even when he was injured, turned pale at this time, but quickly said coldly: " The leader...cough...will never be affected in the slightest by...cough cough...cough cough..."

He injured his right lung, spoke intermittently, and every few words touched the wound, and he coughed continuously.

"Really?" Yan Xuanye squatted down with a smile on his face, he casually pulled Jing Wuming's neckline, revealing a small suspicious dark mark on the other's neck, "Everyone understands, right?"

This question was aimed at Li Xun Huan, A Fei, and even Xuan Shang.

Xuanshang recruited the congregation to move the injured Jing Wuming in, cleaned his wound again, applied medicine and bandaged it, and ordered the doctor in the teaching center to prescribe medicine for him.

But Yan Xuanye was sitting in the lobby at this time, looking up and down at the tall man sitting in the guest seat.

Long Xiaoyun, the owner of Xingyun Villa, his wife was given to him by Li Xunhuan. Lin Shiyin, who fell in love with Li Xunhuan bitterly, had an eight-year-old son, Long Xiaoyun, but the relationship between husband and wife was not very good.

There was no smile on Long Xiaoyun's face either.

He also read the gossip weekly, and the events of ten years ago, instead of being blurred by the passage of time, became clearer because of the increasingly rigid relationship between husband and wife.

He and Li Xunhuan are sworn brothers, but since this happened, he never wanted to hear his and Li Xunhuan's names being mentioned at the same time.

But this time, the one who repeatedly brought him and Li Xunhuan up for a big deal was someone he could never afford to offend.

Long Xiaoyun was tossing and turning during this time, unable to fall asleep, everyone in the villa, including those martial artists who took shelter in Xingyun Villa, seemed to be pointing behind his back.

All wives need to be handed over to others, which is the greatest tragedy of being a man.But the reason why that person gave Lin Shiyin to him was because he liked him.

Long Xiaoyun demolished two rockeries and a pavilion in a place where there was no one in Xingyun Villa, and destroyed half of the garden.

He originally thought that the suffering master would come to the door in person. This shocking leader who has been in the underworld and stirred up blood and blood in the white way should always show a bit of shame. Who knew that the other party just looked at him up and down, and then came to a conclusion: "Sure enough, he is not as handsome as Ah Fei. , martial arts is probably not as good as Ah Fei."

Long Xiaoyun's anger, which had been suppressed so easily, "chuckled" into flames again.

He took five or six deep breaths before he managed to keep his voice calm: "Master Yan, Long Moutian is the owner of Xingyun Villa. He has always been a harmonious husband and wife and a happy family, but he is so slandered by the leader. People in the martial arts world, seeing such reports, are already lying in bed with rage. What Master Yan did is truly disgraceful to the heroes of the world."

"Really?" Yan Xuanye put on a serious face, "Your wife is sick in bed, but you stay in Jincheng and don't go back to take care of her. Are you sure your husband and wife are at odds?"

"You?!" Long Xiaoyun didn't catch his breath. He almost jumped up and wanted to fight Yan Xuanye desperately, but he took a deep breath desperately and warned himself that he could never afford to provoke this person on his own.

Yan Xuanye said again: "But I heard that the respected wife is not sick, but went on a tour with her sworn sister and her son." He said mercilessly to Long Xiaoyun: "Don't forget, What Jingtian Sect has been doing for the past six months, the majestic master of a village, but using his wife's health to deceive people, no wonder Li Xunhuan finally turned to the dark and chose A Fei instead of you."

He never had a good face towards people he didn't like.At this time, he was even too lazy to look at this cowardly man who knew that his foster brother liked him, but was still willing to accept the other party's love.

"The poor don't eat what you get!" Yan Xuanye didn't care about Long Xiaoyun's flushed face with bulging veins, but said again: "If you are really a man of indomitable spirit, you can fight for what you like. You have to accept other people's concessions, and you feel that this is useless, how can there be such a cheap thing in this world?"

"You, you, you!?" Long Xiaoyun was almost furious, pointing at Yan Xuanye's finger and shaking desperately. He thought that the newspaper was the ultimate, but now he knows that he is regarded as a dragon partner at all. It's a big move with full firepower.

"What me?!" Yan Xuanye drew his sword and gestured, "If you don't accept it, come to fight. If you win me, you will have the final say on the gossip weekly report of the Jingtian Sect!"

Long Xiaoyun yelled at the case in a rage.

Yan Xuanye immediately stood up, with his right hand holding the saber horizontally.

Long Xiaoyun looked at Yan Xuanye, then at the knife in his hand, the anger on his face was still there, but his momentum was obviously much weaker: "I will seek justice from the Shocking Sect for this matter, please ask the Martial Arts League Be the master, and I shall be the name of Xingyun Villa."

Yan Xuanye was happy: "Please go ahead!"

Asking Huo Nanfeng to decide for him, Yan Xuanye rarely looked at Long Xiaoyun who turned around angrily and strode away with some sympathy: Then he would be even more angry!