Only senior brother is amazing

Under the clear light of the silver moon, the man was dressed in a black robe, and he hung the freshly taken-off cicada clothes in the palm of his hand with internal force.Immediately, he took the Chanyi into his body through the air, and the luster emitted by the two cicada-like leaves became more and more dimmer until they were extinguished, and the remaining leaves were broken into a pile of useless powder in his palm.

He Bei thought, this is really a coincidence.It's just that he ran into each other again, and it would be a pity not to meet each other face to face.

He Bei touched a fist-sized stone from the ground. With the help of internal force, he purposely bent the stone when throwing it into the air, so that the black robe could not detect the direction of the stone's source. Finally, the stone rolled to the ground and made a series of noises.

Hei Pao's body paused when he heard the sound, and his whole body became alert.He held the Shiva rope wrapped around his waist, ready to face any moment.

He Bei took a few steps back and hid in a small stone cave behind him.

The black robe looked around and searched with internal force, but after getting no results, he suddenly turned away from He Bei's direction, as if preparing to leave quietly.

When he was in Chunlei Mountain, He Bei thought he was too far away from the black robe, and there was a deep hole in the middle, so he could learn too little about the other party.

He has never been a person who waits for others to make a move first, and this time the other party personally delivered it to his door.Whether it was a coincidence or a chance meeting, he would definitely fight against the black robe.

Like a shadow, He Bei jumped onto the thick branch of an old tree without a sound, and looked down at the black robe.The black robe detected a movement, he tilted his head slightly, the hand holding Shivasuo tightened suddenly, and his eyes under the mask were like torches.

The black robe looked back at the huge and stalwart ancient tree, through the dense and complicated branches and leaves, he couldn't see anything strange for the time being.

He pulled out the Shiva rope from his waist, and the Shiva rope turned into a restless silver-blue lightning in his hand. He waved the Shiva rope and swept it around, creating a violent gust of wind, which was enough to Let the liver and intestines of people below the fifth rank of martial arts be shattered.

If it was He Bei in the past, he would definitely be directly injured by this sweep.But Chunlei Mountain was blessed by the black robe that night, allowing him to grow up ahead of schedule, perhaps to the extent that he could be shoulder to shoulder with him.

He Bei sincerely thanked Heipao.At this time, he was still in the ninth rank, below the ninth rank, he was invincible, and above the ninth rank, he could also fight.

Since the black robe had already offered him a meeting gift, he was not stingy.

Numerous pieces of milky yellow six-petal ginger flowers detach silently from the branches and leaves, and in an instant, they float in the air, presenting in a still posture.The wind stopped blowing, the sound of insects stopped abruptly, and time seemed to freeze.

The black robe whispered to himself: "It's all about the show, pretending to be a ghost."

These milky-yellow ginger flowers float in the air, under the moonlight, like tiny stars falling into the world, each petal contains the power that He Bei bestowed on them.

The black robe twisted his wrists, and two strands of surging black air appeared on each tip of his index finger.These two wisps of black air scurried left and right in the floating ginger flower array like ghosts, and then, the moment the two black air collided together, all the ginger flowers lost their moisture and luster in an instant, and each shrank into a withered yellow color. A small mass of color, completely dead.

Flowers cannot be resurrected after death, He Bei likes to live from death.

The withered ginger flower shattered into loess-like dust in the air, and He Bei manipulated it to sweep towards the black robe.

The black robe waved his hand seemingly easily to block the dust from his body.What he didn't notice was that a speck of dust resolutely broke through the powerful barrier he built with internal force, and fell on his night-black robe, burning a hole so small that the naked eye couldn't detect it.

He Bei was already very satisfied, he could feel that the black robe was no longer as impeccable as when he first met him.

In the battle of Chunlei Mountain, he didn't know whether he really hurt the black robe.Was Heipao afraid of him, or He An's power, that he chose to run away?He wants an answer today, and wants to know how far his realm is from his.

The black robe let out a series of sharp and weird laughter.He said, "Send it to your door on your own initiative? Interesting."

He Bei still stayed in the dark without responding.

The gloomy voice of the black robe echoed on the top of the mountain: "Since everyone is here, don't hide anymore."

The black robe waved Shivasuo and meandered towards the bushes a few meters away.Immediately afterwards, a red figure jumped up from the bushes.

The black robe tried to use Shiva's rope to wrap around and trap the person, but the person dodged cleverly.When he came back to his senses again, the visitor had already hit within three feet behind him.

The black robe looked back, and that look was reflected in his pupils.

Ah Nian's skin showed a sickly cold whiteness, the golden pupils in the willow leaf-like sharp eyes, and the red mole on the bridge of the tall nose seemed to be branded on it, which made people feel absolutely gorgeous.

Ah Nian stretched out her wrist, and two sharp silver blades protruded out of the tender jade-like skin out of thin air.Only then did the black robe realize that the person in front of him was not a person, but a puppet. No wonder he couldn't detect the other party's breath.It's not hard to guess who is behind the manipulation, after all, the appearance of this puppet is half like that of He Bei.

The black robe avoided Anian's attack sharply.Anian continued to entangle with the side of the black robe, fighting with Shivaso in the black robe.

He Bei didn't have a sword, and A Nian was his only weapon at this time.

He Beiting wanted to know the true face of the black robe, whether it was male or female, old or young, from Jinsha, Zhongzhou, or Wujiang.Was it his old acquaintance?

So Ah Nian's attack was also very purposeful. He wanted to touch the body of the black robe, even if he only touched it once, he was confident that he could get a sliver of useful information.

Facing Ah Nian's attack, Heipao seemed to be more patient than before, only defending but not attacking.Using a set of footwork, He Bei could see clearly, this set of footwork shocked him.Because he had only seen this set of footwork on one person before, and that was his own mother.

The footwork of the black robe is exactly the same as the footwork his mother taught him.

This set of footwork is called Yan Nanfei, it is his own mother's own footwork.

His mother's name is Yanyan.

Body as light as a swallow, like a frightened bird, this set of steps is the only exercise his mother ever taught him, she said it will be the most convenient to use when escaping in the future.

He Bei's impression of his mother was capable, homely, virtuous, gentle, and beautiful.These impressions are so deep that he often forgets that his own mother is also a person with martial arts.He didn't know about his mother's past, or what school her mother was from, but he only knew that her mother hated the world.

Apart from teaching him this set of escape footwork, other skills are almost never revealed.

So, how did the black robe know about Yan Nanfei?Could it be that the black robe is his mother's old acquaintance?

Ah Nian released a few strands of red thread shadow formation from his sleeves, weaving a cage, trying to imprison the black robe in the shadow formation.But Yan Nanfei's steps can precisely break through all obstacles and constraints.

He Bei didn't know whether to praise his mother for being amazing at this moment.

"Yan Nanfei?" He Bei questioned.

Heipao said: "This is Changgelou's technique, how could you not know about it?"

He Bei said coldly: "Although I grew up in Wujiang, I may not know a sect that has disappeared for 30 or [-] years."

The black robe said: "Really? Didn't your mother teach you?"

He Bei frowned: "My mother?"

The black robe said: "The owner of the Changge Tower, the most beautiful woman in the world. The world's number one master of swordsmanship is her servant, and the two are a perfect match. Your father really took great pains to cover the crimes committed by your mother." .”

He Bei was a little startled for a moment.

Because everyone in the world knows everyone, He An punished the evil and promoted the good, went to Wujiang, and executed the owner of the Changge Tower on the spot.He was not born at that time, if his father killed his mother at that time, where did he come from.Or his father didn't kill his mother at all, and the Fa-rectification on the spot is another way?

He Bei couldn't help imagining a big drama: The number one master of righteousness in the world, originally wanted to kill Yanyan, the owner of the Changge Building, who did all kinds of crimes for Tian Xingdao, but was shocked by Yanyan's beauty. , bowed down under Yanyan's skirt, and finally exuded charm so that Yanyan gave birth to a son for him.In order to protect Yanyan and her relatives, he announced to the public that the owner of Changgelou was dead. He neither wanted to violate his moral conscience nor disappoint Yanyan, so he left Wujiang alone with his sword in hand, determined to never see him again.

After He Bei figured out this story, it slightly beautified his father's behavior of leaving the two of them alone for seven years.

At this time, He Bei wished he could grab He An and ask him to clarify.

He Bei didn't believe what the black robe said, so He Bei put aside the messy thoughts in his head, and said impatiently, "Who are you?"

The black robe only wrote lightly: "Old friend."

The identity of the old man is very general.

He Bei questioned somewhat: "Whose old friend?"

The black robe is still circling between words: "An old man in the world."

He Bei suddenly became murderous: "It's full of nonsense."

Suddenly, there was a shrill and sharp howl, like a female ghost crying at night.It was the call of the black-horned unicorn, and He Bei was all too familiar with it.

The attention of the black robe followed the cry.

He Bei thinks this is a good time.He manipulated Anian to remove the moonstone bead string that Anian was carrying on his right hand, and then cut off the red string of beads with a silver blade, scattering more than a dozen moonstones into the air.

The black-horned unicorn likes things that are shiny and shiny. These dozen or so moonstones emit dazzling silver starlight under the moonlight. They are the most natural bait.

The black-horned unicorn lurking in the bushes jumped up and rushed towards the bright starlight shining around the black robe.

The black robe flew up from the spot, and the black-horned unicorn that was attacking him flew into the air, and let out a mournful howl of extreme displeasure.

While the black robe was distracted, Ah Nian used the silver blade between his wrists to gently scratch off a delicate golden cuff button on the black robe's long sleeve.

Being attacked by a puppet at close range, Heipao felt ashamed, and immediately had no intention of playing with He Bei any longer.He was suspended in the air, and decided to deal with the easiest solution first.He used the Shiva rope to entangle the roaring beast under him several times, and tightly restrained it.The sharp and poisonous barbs on Shiva's rope were embedded into the hard stone-like skin of the black-horned unicorn bit by bit, and the thick blood exuding a foul smell dyed Shiva's body red.

Mojiao Qilin did not show weakness at all, even though it was at a disadvantage, it still struggled with all its might.

"Little ants."

The tone of the black robe was contemptuous, and Shiva's pressure was getting deeper and deeper, and the black-horned unicorn kept shouting with its red eyes wide open, but it was still unable to escape the determined sanction of the black robe.

Soon, the black-horned unicorn stopped moving under the pressure of Shiva, and fell into a coma.

After solving this trouble, the black robe sharpened his gaze, turned around and raised his head, facing exactly where He Bei was hiding.

A brilliant cyan sword light flashed, and the black robe actually pulled out a sword from his waist.

"Shen Xuejian? Damn it, you deserve it too." The anger in He Bei's heart was suddenly stirred up.

"Chunlei Mountain searched all over but couldn't find a shadow, so it's here with you."

He Bei flew down from the top of the tree where he was hiding, and cursed secretly: "Thief."

The gust of wind on the top of the mountain whimpered, the night was cold and steep, and He Bei and Heipao fought against each other again.

Accompanied by the clear and ethereal sound of the sword, Shen Xuejian was like a bunch of shooting stars that suddenly appeared, tearing through the silence of the night, and stabbing straight at He Bei's chest.

He Bei smiled calmly, raised his sleeves and was ready to reach out to catch the fatal sword.

What He Bei didn't expect was that a blue figure came faster than the sword, and the overly familiar fragrance lingered on the tip of He Bei's nose.

The foggy white hairband flashed across He Bei's eyes, blurring his vision.

There is a person whose meaning every time he appears in his life is related to salvation, and he is his own god.

The moment Xie Juan appeared, the killing intent in He Bei's eyes turned into a warm spring breeze, blowing over Xie Juan's slender jade neck, and finally landed on their hands holding Shen Xuejian together.

Unlike Xie Juan's imagination, his right hand did not take the lead in holding the ruthlessly stabbed cold blade, but held a firm and strong palm with a familiar touch.

He Bei caught the flying sword blade faster than him.

Xie Juan looked back and saw that the young man's brows were full of hostility, and the warm blood that was leaving the palm of his hand holding the blade penetrated through his fingers and was dyed red together with the back of his hand.

The blade of the sword was pushed an inch forward by the black robe with internal force, and the blade deepened the scar on He Bei's palm by an inch again, and blood poured down He Bei's slightly raised forearm.

Big drops of blood dripped continuously on Xie Juan's sleeves, embroidering blossoming red plum blossoms.

This pain is nothing to He Bei, he will not let Xie Juan get hurt.He owes Xie Juan too much, even if he doesn't want this hand today, it won't let Xie Juan shed a drop of blood.

At this time, Xie Juan and He Bei were of one mind, and the hand covering the back of He Bei's hand was constantly instilling true energy and inner strength into He Bei, trying his best to help He Bei resist the power of the black robe.

He Bei said beside Xie Juan's ear: "Brother, stand behind me, just let me come."

Xie Juan stood still.

He Bei knew that Xie Juan would not show weakness.It was precisely because Xie Juan was standing in front of him that he didn't dare to use his full strength.Furthermore, if he used all his strength, Shen Xuejian would definitely be squeezed by the force of the collision between him and the black robe, and be broken into several pieces.

He Bei said seriously: "Brother, let go of my hand first. I have a way to deal with him. You stand farther away, preferably ten meters away, otherwise I won't be able to use my strength."

Xie Juan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. He let go of the back of He Bei's hand, and retreated to a distance of ten meters away from He Bei.

Seeing that Xie Juan was at a safe distance, He Bei began to quickly activate the majestic zhenqi in his body, soaring into the air, turning over and leaping in the air, holding the hilt of Shen Xuejian with his backhand, like thunder from the sky, he slashed Duan Heipao's control over Shen Xuejian.

He Bei played with Shen Xuejian in his hand, and threw it in the direction of Xie Juan.And shouted: "Brother, go on."

Shen Xuejian returned to Xie Juan's hands, Xie Juan was extremely excited.

The first thing he did was not to check whether Shen Xuejian was in good condition, but to check whether Shen Xuejian's sword tassel was still in good condition.

The tassel of the sword was intact, the round bead made of moonstone was still bright, the small characters "Hanchuan" engraved on the bottom of the bead was still deep, and the tassels and beard were all intact, but a little dusty. A ray of light flashed.

Shen Xuejian's blade was still dripping with He Bei's blood, Xie Juan saw it, and the light in Xie Juan's eyes dimmed again.

He Bei was in full swing at this time, and wanted to continue fighting against the black robe, but the black robe had disappeared.

He Bei asked: "Brother, why did you come to Hongjiang Mountain?"

Xie Juan explained calmly: "I have insomnia, I was writing in front of the window, and saw someone sneaking out of your room. Going by intuition, I think [-]% of it is you. I want to see what you will do when you go out in the middle of the night. What."

He Bei smiled mysteriously: "Brother, are you afraid that I will go out to have a tryst with someone in the middle of the night?"

Xie Juan immediately shook his head: "That's not true, I'm afraid you will be in danger." He paused, and finally asked what he wanted to ask the most: "When did your lightness kung fu become so good? I always missed you when I chased you." cut."

He Beidiao smiled and said, "My lightness kung fu has always been good. If you want to do bad things, good lightness kung fu is the basic requirement."

"Doing bad things?" Xie Juan frowned, looking at He Bei's bleeding palm.

Xie Juan opened He Bei's palm, a shocking and deep sword mark flooded into his eyes, and his heart suddenly tugged.

The sword mark on He Bei's palm was bleeding out continuously.Xie Juan quickly took out the hemostatic medicine and the spare gauze from his sleeve, and bandaged He Bei with the medicine gently and skillfully.

He Bei has been inseparable from bumps and bumps since he was a child. Major injuries and minor injuries are as unbroken as eating and going to the toilet. Most of the medicines and gauze that Xie Juan carried with him were specially prepared for He Bei.

He Bei, who was drugged, bared his teeth and kept screaming for pain.Xie Juan, with a heart of not telling the truth, patiently comforted him with a few words.

"It hurts to death..." He Bei babbled tirelessly in Xie Juan's ear.

Xie Juan raised his eyes and glared at He Bei: "Shut up."

Xie Juan's ear was finally quiet for a moment.After carefully bandaging, he finally calmed down and raised his reasonable question: "Did you go to gamble?"

He Bei shook his head: "Why, I've already quit."

Xie Juan said with blame in his tone: "Then why did you come to Hongjiang Mountain to take risks? Chanyi can be sold for a good price, but in case of accidents, life is more valuable than anything else."

What made Xie Juan even more frightening was: "Why is the black robe also in Hongjiang Mountain? Is he following you?"

"Meeting the black robe was just a coincidence."

He Bei suddenly remembered that Heipao had said that his mother was the owner of Changge Tower.

"Brother, do you know that there is one thing that I only found out tonight, it's very interesting."

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