Mud and rocks splashed, wooden fences flew, and steel roared.

The morning sun shone brightly, and there weren't many travelers on the road beneath Mount Jiu Xian. As the signal flare soared into the sky, the few pedestrians walking along the earthen path beside Heyun Pond saw the sudden eruption of violence ahead.

An elderly man in official robes raised his long saber and clashed with a gray-robed figure. Ordinary onlookers couldn't discern any sophisticated techniques, and at first glance, it seemed like just a common brawl.

However, when the long saber struck the weapon in the gray-robed man's hand, the air exploded with a thunderous roar, like the deafening clang of a blacksmith's hammer against iron. Especially the moment Fan Zhong's fan opened, the long saber slammed down, and the air seemed to be struck by a giant hammer on a steel drum, sounding otherworldly, proving the domineering force of the official-robed man's strike.

Fan Zhong took several steps back, his body arched like a bowstring, swaying under the force of the saber. However, he was also remarkably skilled, using his iron fan to parry the nine-ringed saber in Tie Tianying's hand, deflecting the immense force each time. On the third strike, he opened his fan to block, then closed it again, using both hands to defend against the incoming blade.

Bang, bang, bang, bang—his footsteps pounded the ground, leaving several clear heel prints, and earth and stones burst into the air. The tea table, chairs, and even the tea shed fence beside them were caught in the fray, as if most things around them were exploding. The onlookers in the distance were dumbfounded.

More people rushed out from the distant slopes and forests, charging into the fray.

Yue Yun, Yin Ping, and the Tunyun Monk instantly covered several zhang, Yue Yun, filled with rage, lunged at Fan Zhong, who was enveloped in saber energy. But still two steps short, Tunyun's figure soared like an eagle spreading its wings, swooping down to grab him.

Yue Yun, with his youthful impetuosity, had been framed and set up by Chen Shuangran, and was already furious. He threw a left punch to shake off Tunyun, unwilling to stop his advance, wanting to take advantage of Tie Tianying's all-out attack to kill the gray-robed man who was likely the mastermind. However, Tunyun was no small character. He didn't dodge Yue Yun's left punch, but charged forward, shouting, "Impudent!"

One hand grabbed Yue Yun's left arm, while the iron claws on the other hand aimed for Yue Yun's throat.

Yue Yun raised his right arm to block, trying to counterattack with his left, his feet using the momentum of the charge to collide directly with Tunyun.

Behind them, Yin Ping's spear was about to strike Tunyun's back.

In an instant, the momentum of the three colliding was fierce, almost crashing into Fan Zhong, and the next moment, Tunyun's cassock billowed open, the steel lining deflecting Yin Ping's spear tip. Close by, Yue Yun was thrown off balance, knowing he couldn't reach the gray-robed man, so he simply grabbed Tunyun's arm and punched him with his right fist. Relying on his youth and strength, he only attacked and didn't defend, two punches landing on the iron cassock. Tunyun's iron claws scratched his arm, drawing blood, and a fist landed on his body, his feet dragging, trying to make Yue Yun roll on the ground first.

Boom!

Tunyun's eyes met Tie Tianying's gaze for a moment, and the saber light howled towards the cassock.

Fan Zhong wanted to seize Tie Tianying with his iron fan, while Yin Ping had already rushed closer, the sharpness of the Five Steps Thirteen Spears passing by Yue Yun and Tunyun, aiming directly at Fan Zhong's face, forcing him to raise his fan to block.

The saber energy slashed the cassock, and cloth and inner iron pieces flew.

Tunyun's body sank, dragging the already unbalanced Yue Yun, and rolled towards the ground.

For a time, earth and stones were knocked aside, and the remaining half of the tea shed was completely smashed open, fragments flying everywhere. Fan Zhong struck with his open fan, using the debris as concealed weapons, while Tie Tianying wielded his saber, and Yin Ping's long spear chased and stabbed Tunyun on the ground; Tunyun rolled a few times, leaping up from the ground, and Yue Yun also rolled, crashed, and then blindly charged towards Fan Zhong and Tunyun, his anger so intense that even a huge rock would be overturned or even shattered by his impact.

"Hurry!" Fan Zhong shouted.

The seven outlaws who rushed out of the more distant grove were all instructed by Fan Zhong and Tunyun. At this moment, it was like a major gang fight in the Jianghu, and they had already covered most of the distance, and were about to surround them. One of them couldn't wait to throw the locust stones in his hand.

These seven people couldn't reach the level of Fan Zhong, Tunyun, Tie Tianying, etc., but in Fujian, their cultivation was considered top-notch in the green forests.

There could be short or long periods of time when martial artists competed on Jianghu. However, if there was an ambush setting, it would often take a small amount of time if everything went well. Even if one's skill was inferior, if they could form an encirclement of masters in a short amount of time, and also attack with deadly force, even grandmasters were in danger of falling.

Back then, the Ministry of Justice used this strategy to besiege Liu Dabiao, taking advantage of his bold and arrogant personality, swarming up in a short period of time, and the victory or defeat could be decided in a moment. It's just that this kind of thing requires those who do it to be trained, fearless, and the mob that was hastily gathered in the green forest was difficult to do.

This time, Fan Zhong had planned for a long time. He and a master like Tunyun were in charge, plus seven slightly inferior warriors. As long as there was an opportunity, they would have a great chance of killing Tie Tianying in a short time. Even if Yue Yun appeared unexpectedly, they undoubtedly had the advantage of a nine-on-three lineup.

Especially with the appearance of two young people, it was even more impossible for Tie Tianying to throw them down and kill them while escaping. The possibility of a desperate fight was even greater.

Everyone watched as they rushed into a ball.

Fan Zhong used both hands to hold Tie Tianying's fierce chop, his body retreating like a wave. His tiger's mouth felt numb, and his mind couldn't help but involuntarily think of the scene when the Ministry of Justice fought with Liu Dabiao many years ago.

In those days, Liu Dabiao became famous for his domineering saber. His saber skills were like thunder descending into the world, fierce and abnormal. At that time, the people of the Ministry of Justice, along with the masters of the Mo Ni Sect, Lin Zongwu and Wang Nanda, finally seized the opportunity and surrounded him. Several masters were almost split into two parts in his final anger. After the siege was over, they found that Tie Tianying, who already had some qualifications at the time, was also knocked over by a saber in the pool of blood.

However, after decades, it seems that the saber technique in Tie Tianying's hand actually subtly echoed the domineering of Liu Dabiao's saber in those days. Fan Zhong could vaguely imagine how Tie Tianying had repeatedly recalled the great battle in the decades after that saber.

And that great battle was about to reappear here.

The only difference from that year was that Liu Dabiao, who had achieved great success in saber skills, was a grandmaster comparable to Iron Arms Zhou Tong and Saint Gong Fang La. Back then, his domineering saber was enough to seize people's hearts. After realizing that he was surrounded, he not only didn't run away, but instead killed all the way, almost making the masters who besieged him lose the will to resist. Even Lin Zongwu and Mad Tiger Wang Nanda, who are now known as the best in the world, were suppressed by that terrifying edge when their skills were not fully developed.

But at this moment, even if Tie Tianying's saber technique has the appearance of great success, both Master Tunyun and himself have the power to fight him. In addition, with the numerical advantage of nine against three, the success of the siege was extremely high no matter what.

He shouted heroically and greeted him -

……

On the earthen road not far away, a young man with a flowered cloth covering his face and two dejected outlaws were coming this way. The middle-aged outlaw was bruised and swollen, and the young outlaw was crying. Seeing the power of the sudden firefight here, their steps slowed down.

"Go-"

The young man with the flowered cloth flew a kick and kicked the middle-aged man's ass, causing the other party to roll on the ground. When he kneeled up, looking at the fighting scene that had already reached the earthen road, he refused to get up again.

"Ha-"

The young man glared at the young outlaw next to him, and the outlaw's face drooped, and he knelt down with a bang.

"Spare me, hero-"

"Haha!" The young man was amused by his anger, "Believe it or not, I'll kill you right away-"

"Grandpa, spare me..."

The middle-aged outlaw slammed his head on the ground, no matter what, he wouldn't walk any further...

……

Over there, the seven masters who rushed over had also arrived near them. They formed a circle, trying to kill them. Yin Ping danced the long spear in his hand, trying to force away a few people nearby. Tie Tianying slashed with the long saber in his hand, and also slashed at Tunyun, Fan Zhong, and a nearby warrior at the same time. This saber was domineering and fierce, but slashing at three people at the same time didn't have much threat.

With two bangs, two of the surrounding masters threw out lime bags. Some of the white powder stained Yin Ping's back, and some of it rushed towards Tie Tianying's side. Since the unscrupulous Blood Hand Butcher began to slaughter the Jianghu, this method has been used quite a bit in unscrupulous fights, so the sudden attack did not work, but it didn't matter. Nine against three, everyone has arranged many means of throwing lime and throwing fishing nets, which are always enough.

"Hmph-"

Fan Zhong heard Tie Tianying snort coldly, but he was very determined in his heart, and the killing move was about to be used, and someone in the crowd took out a lime bag, and Tie Tianying and the other three were obviously a little nervous.

Beside him, Yue Yun, who was covered in blood, seemed to make a move, seemingly casually.

Fan Zhong didn't know why he felt a sudden shock in his heart. He hadn't been able to react, and Tunyun waved the iron sleeves in his hand, and with a bang, he brought up a handful of earth and stones, shouting, "Damn-"

His body flew back.

Fan Zhong also retreated violently, and the masters who rushed over also jumped up like rabbits and eagles in the next moment. Some were a little faster, some were a little slower, and the man who wanted to throw the lime bag was in mid-air, and was clearly picked by Yin Ping's long spear, and blood splattered.

On the road, Yue Yun threw three hand grenades that looked ordinary at this time.

This was something that was still a little strange on Jianghu, so there wasn't much mature planning and psychological preparation, and no one issued clear enough instructions. The figures in the air crisscrossed, and the breathing became obvious, as if there was a moment of embarrassment and suffocation.

Boom-

……

Boom-

Boom-

Three consecutive loud noises.

The space vibrated, and earth and stones flew. The diffused smoke expanded and swept towards the surroundings, and the spectators not far away were frightened and sat down on the ground, and after getting up, they ran away while holding their heads.

Here, someone's ears were buzzing, Fan Zhong retreated to the back of a tree on the side of the earthen road in a hurry, and after feeling a burst of earth and stones popping open, there was also a constant chirping sound in his ears.

More of it was the sinking of the mind.

Standing out and looking over, the smoke from the explosion was across the earthen path, and it was still spreading towards the nearby forest. In the smoke, there was a figure climbing up from the ground, seemingly a little dizzy. This was a good hand that he had recruited, named Qin Yue, a master of the green forest nicknamed "Mount Tai Hero". He was burly and good at saber techniques.

As a desperado licking blood from the knife edge in the green forest, "Mount Tai Hero" Qin Yue dodged the explosion, and at the first time, he pulled down a small fishing net hanging on his side. This fishing net was covered with iron hooks. If he threw it out and covered the enemy, even a master like Tie Tianying would be greatly restricted and would be unable to escape the fate of being besieged.

But at this moment, he took out the fishing net, obviously to save his life as a trump card.

A gray figure floated out of the smoke on his side.

"Be careful-"

Fan Zhong shouted.

Qin Yue felt the shout, but perhaps he was too close to the explosion, he couldn't hear clearly, so he looked at Fan Zhong.

The nine-ringed saber slammed open the fog with a bang, slashing down from the side of "Mount Tai Hero", this saber entered from the side of the neck, and obliquely split almost half of Qin Yue's body, and the thick flesh flew, and the cruel and violent scene was vaguely the scene when the domineering saber was cutting people with all its strength.

"Hahaha, Fan Zhong." Tie Tianying roared in the blood and laughter, "Today you will die-"

The diffused smoke hadn't fallen yet, and the sunlight swayed the view through the trees on the roadside. What Tie Tianying shouted wasn't very creative, but with the explosion of the grenade, the scene of killing people was enough to seize people's hearts in Jianghu. Fan Zhong gritted his teeth, considering whether to escape immediately, but a figure rushed towards him like a cannonball.

"Hahahaha-Tie Tianying." Tunyun laughed and was full of enthusiasm, "You are worth my full effort!"

In the field of vision, Tunyun's figure roared, flying at high speed, and in the blink of an eye, forced the dust to pour back like a mountain, and then collided with Tie Tianying's saber energy, his figure spun, intertwined in Tie Tianying's domineering and fierce blade, and he didn't lose the wind at all for a while.

"Damn-"

Fan Zhong just cursed inwardly.

Among his group, Monk Tunyun had the highest skill, and there was of course no doubt about that. Even compared to Tie Tianying, Monk Tunyun's skill was probably better, but the lead he held did not indicate that he could kill the enemy easily.

The opponent had been in Jianghu for so many years, and his martial arts and Jianghu experience were not inferior to anyone, but the reason why he hadn't made a definite name as a grandmaster like Lin Zongwu and others was because he always liked vanity and cherishes his life. That is to say, he always loved to fight in favorable winds. As a grandmaster, he was unwilling to fight with his life.

Now that Tie Tianying's methods were violent, and it seemed that his momentum had reached its peak, Tunyun was full of enthusiasm, probably thinking that if he suppressed the other party, he would be able to achieve a reputation, but on the other hand, it was because he knew in his heart that even if Tie Tianying's saber technique was domineering, it was always impossible to have the strength of Lin Zongwu and Zhou Tong, and he could leave at any time if he really wanted to fight with his life.

It was this kind of grandmaster that made people tangled to join forces with. If the wind was favorable, the other party would be a good helper, and if the wind was against him, he looked like he was having a good time killing, and he would run away in a blink of an eye, and the rest of the people would be killed by him.

His mind was like an electric switch, and the next moment, Fan Zhong also bit his teeth violently and pounced, shouting, "Kill Tie Tianying-"

There were still enough people, and he wanted to try again. And deep in his heart, he vaguely knew that there was a possible backhand that had not been sent out.

When he rushed forward, his eyes glanced towards the back.

On the road over there, the onlookers and two outlaws were running away.

The young man with the flowered cloth covering his face was nowhere to be seen at this moment.

Recalling the glimpse in Yinqiao Fang on the night two days ago...

If this person stood on his side, plus Tunyun's full strength...

Things might still have a glimmer of hope...

Fan Zhong rushed forward, jumped up, and swung his iron fan at Tie Tianying. At the same time, lime powder and fishing nets were unfolded in the air-

In the central part of the city, outside the Zuo Family's residence, on the second floor of the Dingtai Teahouse.

Hot water was boiling on the yellow stove, gradually reaching the point of boiling.

Qu Longjun sat at the table, looking at the chaos in the distance between the cities, his expression calm and empty.

The teahouse was bustling with people, who were discussing the chaos spreading from the direction of Houguan County. Some even gathered by the windows, pointing to the distance. Many people talked about Chen Shuangran, Pu Xingu, and other names, and told anecdotes about a group of rebels in Fujian. Some people also loudly stated their views on this chaotic situation, talking about their views on the policies of the imperial court recently.

Amidst the discussions, some people would even stand up and chant a long poem from time to time.

After the Little Imperial Court took over Fujian, there were several centers of public opinion in the city one after another. First, Li Pin ran a newspaper office, collecting news in the nearby wine shops and teahouses, and later gradually became a distribution center for various news.

Later, the Zuo family returned from the southwest, with a huge reputation, and from time to time, people from all walks of life came to visit, some offering advice, some discussing Taoism, some criticizing, wanting to compete with the descendants of the southwest.

But in fact, the "Zuo Family" was just a virtual concept. The group of young people who came from the southwest had their own special skills, and they also took over the tasks of the imperial court. They were not keen on sitting down and talking with people and arguing eloquently.

Most of these people were rejected when they came to visit, so they often ran to the teahouse across the street to chat. Since this teahouse was also a good place to keep an eye on, Zuo Wenxuan ordered it to be acquired after a while. On the one hand, to see if there were any suspicious people, on the other hand, to let people record the good ideas in the discussions of the people, and over time, it formed the scene of today's discussions.

Several conflicts in recent days meant that the conflict between the imperial court and the local forces in Fujian had almost completely broken out, so the words discussed in the building these days had become particularly intense. Many people hoped that their unique "strategy" would be adopted, and they would be reused from now on-in fact, this was not a dream.

After the Little Imperial Court took over Fujian, because Jun Wu's strategy was to recast a round of game rules, in the past two years, many young people without background were indeed discovered from similar public opinion occasions because of their flexible minds, and after studying in the Armed Academy and other places for half a year to a year, they were put into the officialdom and became clerks or low-level officials, which was similar to the route of the southwest's large number of promotions of non-background accountants and even merchants as officials.

Qu Longjun calmly felt everything in the teahouse and the distance. At this time, he didn't have too many thoughts.

According to the previous speculation, at this time, Xiaolong was about to meet Chen Shuangran's people.

She was feeling the fear in her heart.

Since her father's death and being adopted by Wen Shoubin, fear had often been there, but she didn't know when it started, and the feeling became very dull.

In fact, during that period of time, many emotions had become very slow. Joy was slow, and so was sadness. Fear was separated from her by a thick layer of gauze, and it wasn't real. Even the suicide in Chengdu at that time, her mind was once a little illusory. Why did she commit suicide and what was she afraid of? She couldn't say clearly.

After Wen Shoubin died, the thick gauze was gradually taken away. She was not a fool. Wen Shoubin once taught her many secular rules. In terms of reason, she should have been afraid to leave the southwest later, but in fact, the fear didn't become vivid. She followed the Chinese army's team to leave Chengdu, and learned some survival skills, including disguise and makeup, etc. But in fact, a better way was to roll in the mud and make herself a beggar-even if she had lived a life of being a skinny horse, she was not taboo about these things.

After arriving in Hangzhou, her mind became more real, and after reuniting with Xiaolong, although she didn't know what that meant, her mood fluctuated, and those things that had been wrapped around her heart seemed to be gradually cleaned up.

Xiaolong was a very powerful person. Even on the dangerous battlefield, he was as calm as if he had returned home. Even in the face of those powerful martial arts masters, he always had the self-confidence to look down on everything. His power was as powerful as the southwest facing the entire world, but even so, the sense of fear in Qu Longjun's heart had become more vivid day after day, knocking on her from time to time, making her feel gains and losses.

She remembered her father's departure many years ago.

At that time, her father was also generally powerful in her eyes, so powerful that he was invincible in the world, but one day he went on an expedition, and he never came back...

A strong dragon can't suppress a local snake...

If Xiaolong...

The morning sun was not strong, charcoal was burning in the mud stove, the distant city was noisy, and there were noisy tea guests nearby. She sat there, her palms opened and then clenched. Following Xiaolong to practice martial arts, and then the warmth and soreness of the feedback when her body was carefully pressed.

In recent days, she had kissed him, and he had also touched her many places carefully. Like some kind of ritual, in those places where he had touched her, her body seemed to have a different feeling from the past.

The fearful mood churned in her heart. Surprisingly, she didn't dislike these fears. She wanted to go to Jianghu with him and feel many, many things. If she could be there for a long, long time, that might be God giving her another life, but if not... if there was any accident, for her, there would also be extremely simple choices and responses.

She might be afraid that something would happen to Xiaolong, but she would not be afraid of the choices afterwards. In the meantime, it might also have extremely profound significance for her.

Sitting there, she didn't know when, she shed tears.

After she found out, she opened her hand and wiped away the traces on her face. The corners of her mouth smiled slightly.

She reached out and poured water, quietly brewed tea, and sat quietly.

I don't know how Xiaolong is doing.

If Chen Shuangran's

idea was to make him attack Tie Tianying, would he really attack?

How can I reasonably refuse...

Or don't refuse, take advantage of the situation to kill him? How should I explain to the Little Imperial Court...

She was thinking about this, feeling the vivid world and herself, and she didn't know when, a figure came from the front.

"This son, can we share a table?"

Qu Longjun raised his eyes and looked over. The one who appeared at the table was a middle-aged Confucian scholar with white hair at his temples. The other party was smiling, and seemed to have the aura of a superior. Qu Longjun glanced to the side, and it seemed that there were a few people who were suspected of being guards sitting next to him.

No impression...

She straightened her body slightly, and according to Ning Ji's teachings, she casually pressed her two palms on her knees under the table. This was a standby posture for the green forest people to attack. As soon as he made this posture, the guards on the side changed their faces, and someone stood up.

Said: "What if it's not convenient?"

The other party smiled and sat down in front.

"Is it Long Aotian, Young Hero Long, from Yinqiao Fang? We had a relationship before, and we actually met once, but I didn't expect Young Hero Long to come to this Dingtai Building for tea today..."

"Who are you..."

Qu Longjun didn't remember where he had seen this person, but it was understandable that she and Xiaolong had set up a stall in Yinqiao Fang before and had been seen.

But he saw that the other party arched his hands with a smile like an elder.

"Oh, my surname is Cheng, and my name is Fang, and my style name is Zhouhai."

As soon as he reported his name, Qu Longjun's eyes moved slightly, and his mind seemed to explode, and he didn't know what to say.

A waiter had already delivered the tea set, but he saw the other party setting up the teacup, smiling, and continuing to speak:

"I don't know what Young Hero wants to do when he comes to this Dingtai Building today. Don't be afraid to laugh at people when you say it. Cheng has some connections in Fuzhou, and can talk to the Zuo family next door and Pu Yangyi, the owner of this Dingtai Building. I also know about Young Hero's righteous deeds in Yinqiao Fang. If you want to meet these two parties today, I can recommend them on your behalf..."

Unexpected things appeared-

I met someone I never thought I would meet-

Qu Longjun looked at the opposite side of the tea table. The other party's eyes were burning, and his frank words seemed to be scrutinizing her everything. She tried her best to maintain a cold expression.

"Oh? Then what has Lord Cheng... heard?"

Counterattacking with a rhetorical question, his heart was already in a mess...

Under Mount Jiuxian, Heyun Tan.

While Qu Longjun encountered unexpected figures in the Dingtai Teahouse, in this area, the dust was raised, fell, and everyone rolled and climbed up, and in a blink of an eye, they rushed into a group again.

Ning Ji, with a flowered cloth covering his face, walked in the raised dust.

The two green forest people who were sending the message were kneeling on the ground and would rather die than leave. There was nothing he could do...

Someone continued to throw out the lime bags, and the fishing nets were thrown at the same time. The scattered killing moves caused a little trouble for Yue Yun, Yin Ping, and others.

But on the other side of the dust, Yue Yun suddenly shook his hand in the action of avoiding the lime at the first time, and suddenly another thing roared out. It was an octagonal chain hammer tied with iron chains. As he waved it, he smashed towards the crowd. Together with Yin Ping, who was holding a long weapon, he forced the surrounding masters away by a zhang. The iron hammer swept across the ground, and earth and stones flew like rain.

This octagonal chain hammer was one of the weapons on the battlefield. The hammer head was heavy and the chain could reach far. It was very convenient on the battlefield whether it was charging and smashing soldiers or killing generals and breaking armor. It's just that this kind of hammer, when fully swung, smashes whoever it hits into a mess of meat. It is not easy to control when fighting in the green forest or in the city. Perhaps for this reason, he usually doesn't use it in Fuzhou City. This time, he hated the person who made the game, so he brought it out.

At this time, he suddenly attacked, and the chain hammer reached more than a zhang. A green forest man couldn't dodge in the dust, so his leg was tied by the chain and thrown into the air. The iron hammer smashed back and hit his hip. He watched the person fall to the ground like a broken sack, and was danced with blood and flesh, and everyone was shocked.

Yue Yun desperately waved the man and the hammer up. On the other side, Tunyun's body was approaching, and the iron cassock on his body was flying like a huge tornado. Yue Yun hurriedly smashed back with the chain hammer. He only heard a heavy muffled sound of dong-the chain hammer roared and rotated and flew into the sky, directly flying to the high crown of the tree on the roadside. Yue Yun suddenly pulled it, and a large number of branches collapsed downwards, and his body had been knocked away by Tunyun's palm, rolling on the ground.

Tunyun wanted to chase after him, and Tie Tianying stepped forward, and the long saber in his hand waved fiercely. In an instant, the violent saber light roared into a circle, almost silently sweeping through the space of a zhang with his step. Fan Zhong blocked in a hurry, and the afterforce came like a sea tide. Not far away, Tunyun's cassock and saber light slammed together with a bang, and iron pieces spun and flew.

"You are..."

This saber in front of him took care of the two great masters at the same time. Fan Zhong couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

But he recognized the origin of this saber.

In the previous fight, he could feel Tie Tianying's saber technique breaking through, and he could also feel that his fierce saber style was very similar to Liu Dabiao's back then. He only thought that Tie Tianying had gradually realized Taoism through the obsession of fighting Liu Dabiao back then, laying the foundation for his current saber style. However, the current saber cut down, and the whole thing clearly had a different meaning.

Under a saber, the intention of rolling clouds was activated, and the saber hidden the afterforce like a sea tide. This heavy force and saber intent was clearly a style "Cutting Clouds and Mountains" which was almost a sign of the domineering saber back then.

Tie Tianying, like himself, was one of the main participants who had participated in the siege of Liu Dabiao back then. It was not surprising to say that he had learned Taoism through fighting with his opponent and imitating the opponent's style. But for so many years, his name has never been able to get out of the top five on the Tyrant Saber Bounty List.

Where did he learn this saber technique?

In a hurry, he thought of a possibility, and for a moment he felt reasonable and absurd.

The Zuo family learned the Tyrant Saber from the southwest and taught it to Tie Tianying?

It was certainly possible-but what did Liu Xigua think?

Such thinking was not a big deal for the current situation. In just a moment of waving, Tie Tianying acted like a wave, like a river, domineering and mellow. Seeing that he couldn't take down the opponent in one move, and some backhands that were expected didn't seem to be so reliable, Fan Zhong was about to send a signal to withdraw together.

In the rippling dust, he suddenly heard someone roar: "Who are you-"

In this sound, someone seemed to say: "Go on."

The next moment, blood exploded like a bloom.

……

The change happened at a distance of about a zhang to the right of Fan Zhong.

At this moment, the one who appeared there and wanted to rush towards Tie Tianying was a swordman surnamed Hu with the nickname "Canghai Yidao". At this time, everyone was taking a breath and besieging Tie Tianying, and Tie Tianying's style "Cutting Clouds and Mountains" rushed towards Monk Tunyun, and also pulled away some distance from this person in an instant.

This knife holder stepped on his feet and was rushing out less than half a zhang, when an alarm suddenly arose in the back of his head, and he shouted to the back: "Who are you-"

A figure was following him like a shadow at this moment, with a perverted flowered cloth covering his face, and his gloomy eyes were staring at Tie Tianying's figure not far away. He was like a back spirit, and seemed to be rushing towards the other side together.

How could "Canghai Yidao" expect a person to suddenly appear behind him, and he wanted to take back his strength and return to chop in a hurry, and his eyes also met the other party's for a moment.

His steps slowed down, and the other party's eyes seemed to be angry.

"-Go on."

Pushed him.

The knife holder staggered, and the next moment, he entered Tie Tianying's knife energy alert range.

The momentum of "Cutting Clouds and Mountains" had not been exhausted, but it was also the best position to change moves. Tie Tianying's figure was like a phantom, and then the saber rushed back to chop at this side with all its strength!

The knife holder surnamed Hu had not been able to react, one of his hands was already broken, and the nine-ringed saber borrowed the recoil force from the hard fight with Monk Tunyun, and at the most suitable distance and posture, it violently split open his entire chest, in an instant, bones shattered and flesh flew, and blood exploded like flowers, startling a sky full of ink. This was probably the perfect saber that Tie Tianying had difficulty showing even when practicing. He was used as bait by the other party's body, and it was perfectly presented!

"Canghai Yidao" had already turned into a corpse in this moment.

But this corpse was still being pushed forward after it exploded-

The edge of blood was behind him, and it rose to the sky.

Tie Tianying "wow-" and used his saber to turn into a dense and fierce saber net, and the aftermath of the chop exploded on the body of Canghai Yidao, and on the side of that corpse, the bloodthirsty double sabers pounced out from the low place, using the body of the knife holder as cover, in a blink of an eye, fluttering countless fierce saber awns, rushing towards Tie Tianying's middle road!

The fierceness and domineering of the double sabers at this moment seemed to be more tyrannical and fierce than the authentic Tyrant Saber in Tie Tianying's hand.

Blood flowers also suddenly bloomed on the old man's body.

The angry roar resounded in all directions.

"Tie Tianying-"

"I'll kill your whole family-"

……

Tunyun and Fan Zhong seized the opportunity and rushed forward at the same time.