Lu Xiaofeng's Forced Palace

Lu Xiaofeng turned his head and found that Gong Jiu was really eating seriously.

"Look what, it's not allowed to waste food, even you, Lu Xiaofeng." Gong Jiu turned sideways, picking up a piece of meat with the chopsticks in his hand.

Yan Tieshan's white and tender face was already red, and there was already anger in his heart.

"The big boss must know this person. If you meet him, tell him that a score of decades should be settled."

Yan Tieshan narrowed her eyes, as if she was gritting her teeth, "Mr. Huo, Mr. Lu, Mr. Hua and this Mr. Gong don't want to be here anymore. Send someone to send them away."

Gong Jiu put down his chopsticks: "Fortunately, I'm full."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Hua Manlou: "..."

"Since we're full, let's go." Yan Tieshan showed a strange smile, and immediately left with a flick of her sleeves.

"Wait a minute!" Gong Jiu said.

Yan Tieshan turned her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You're not full yet, why don't you come back and eat some more." Gong Jiu pointed to the dishes on the table.

Yan Tieshan: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng: "...you"

The surroundings became quiet, and a person who had not received the invitation appeared on the water pavilion of the banquet. He was dressed in white and had a black sword on his waist, revealing a sense of chilling.

"Who are you?!" Yan Tieshan asked sharply. "It's so rude."

The face of the visitor did not change a bit, and he said coldly: "Ximen Chuuxue"

Yan Tieshan's pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately shouted: "Come here!"

As soon as the words fell, there were five more people in the water pavilion where there were not many people.

Ximen Chuuxue's cold and emotionless eyes glanced over the five people, "When I draw my sword out of its sheath, there will be blood. Do you still want to use it?"

But no one seemed to understand Ximen Chuuxue's kindness, and those five people still chose the path of death.

Lu Xiaofeng and Huo Tianqing didn't move, they were wary of each other, Gong Jiu's eyes rested on Ximen Chuuxue's body for a moment, and then jumped out of the window, this water pavilion was built on a pond, and the only ones going out from the window were falling into the water Road.

Seeing Gong Jiu jumping out of the window, Ma Xingkong taunted: "Lu Xiaofeng's friends are nothing more than that, they are so unworthy of the stage." Then he changed his tone harshly, "Boss Huo kindly invited you to come drink Messy."

After all, he took out a fish-scale purple gold rolling dragon stick from his waist, and stabbed directly at Huamanlou's throat.

Hua Manlou was still sitting, only to see the fish-scale purple gold rolling dragon stick with a "grip", and a dagger was spit out from the dragon's mouth. The tip of the dagger shone with a gloomy cold light. To these, but his ears are more useful than his eyes.

Sitting there like this, he stretched out his fingers and clamped the dagger firmly between his fingers, and the dagger was also segmented into three sections.

Ma Xingkong's complexion changed, he couldn't believe that a blind man could have such handsome skills, he lost his mind slightly, and hit Hua Manlou's back of the head with his backhand.

Hua Manlou sighed, and before Ma Xingkong could react, he rolled him out of the window, and Ma Xingkong fell into the water with a loud sound of water.

"Good work!" Su Shaoqing couldn't help admiring, and then his face was stunned. He suddenly thought that something was wrong. When Gong Jiu went out from the window, he didn't hear the sound of water, which means that he didn't fall into the water. If he didn't fall into the water, he would There can only be one explanation, this Gong Jiu's martial arts must be very extraordinary.

Even so, Su Shaoqing still attacked Huamanlou, and he used a pair of chopsticks very powerfully.

There was a string of blood beads on Ximen Chuuxue's sword, and he slowly blew off the blood, with a trace of dissatisfaction: "They didn't deserve to die, you let them die."

Yan Tieshan's face twisted slightly: "Hmph! I've already bought their lives."

Said and waved.

nothing happened...

Yan Tieshan waved again.

The atmosphere is slightly weird, during the fight

The wind blows slowly...

The eyes of the people in the water pavilion were all focused on Yan Tieshan, and Hua Manlou and Su Shaoqing, who had just stopped fighting, also stopped.

"By the way, I'm sorry. I was surprised by the sudden appearance of a few people just now, so I went out for a while. Boss, the law and order here is not very good. I caught seven bugs." Gong Jiu jumped in from the window with that expression on his face. Call a Chunliang.

Yan Tieshan's body trembled when she heard it.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head and glanced at Gong Jiu indifferently. Gong Jiu looked at Yan Tieshan as he walked. At this moment, he could see that he was an old man.

"Do you use a sword?" Ximen Chuuxue said at this time, but he was speaking to Su Shaoqing, who had just used chopsticks to use excellent swordsmanship when fighting Huamanlou.

"Yes, here is Su Shaoying, Emei." Su Shaoqing (ying) said so.

"Since you use a sword, why don't you come to me?"

As soon as these words were said, Su Shaoying's face turned dark.

"Maybe I haven't found a suitable sword?" Gong Jiu blinked and thought of the reason why he didn't use a sword. Shifu told him that there was no suitable sword for him in this world, so he didn't need to bother looking for it...

Hearing that Ximen Chuuxue paused, he looked at Su Shaoying whose face was already pale, "What kind of sword do you use?"

Su Shaoying: "As long as it is a sword that can kill, I will use it."

There are two swords on the ground, and the swords are in a pool of blood.

One sword is narrow and long and sharp, while the other is broad and heavy.

Gong Jiu glanced silently, and Ximen Chuuxue's gaze was also here.

Ximen Chuuxue looks at Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue: "What kind of sword do you use?"

Gong Jiu: "...I don't know."

Ximen Chuuxue: "You are a sword user, why don't you even know what sword you use?"

Gong Jiu heard the anger in Ximen Chuuxue's tone.

"QAQ I really don't know, my dear! I don't even know how I know?"

"Did you use the sword yourself or your master?!"

"Hmm...probably...it's me?? Is it?"

"..."

Su Shaoqing had already picked up a sword that was on the ground, it was a generous and heavy one, he came out to roam the rivers and lakes, he thought he was good at martial arts, and his swordsmanship was also top-notch, but now he was ignored, it was worse than killing him.

Ximen Fuxue sighed: "Originally, you could fight me in 20 years, why now?"

"I can not wait anymore!"

Ximen Chuuxue's sword is simple and mysterious, and the blood on the sword is also a beautiful sight.

The tip of the sword was still covered with blood, Ximen Chuuxue blew gently, and the blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

He stared at Jianfeng, and there seemed to be a sense of loneliness and desolation in his eyes. He suddenly sighed and said, "Why is a young man like you always eager to die? Twenty years later, you asked me to come Where can I find an opponent?"