Fan Yang cheered first: "Good skill!"
The next moment, Master Jiu took two steps back, the sword situation changed sharply, shaking the sword shadows in the sky, rushing towards Wen Heng like a torrential rain, the sword light passed, and the wind was howling. This move is really offensive and defensive, unstoppable, even Wen Heng didn't dare to fight head-on, so he had to keep retreating and dodging in the shadow of the sword, looking for gaps to fight back.
There is a saying that "one inch long and one inch strong", Wen Heng fought with the nine masters holding swords with bare hands. When the distance between the two sides is long, it is natural to suffer without weapons. The nine masters rushed to take his life with the first sword. After two moves, they found that they were not good at close range, and immediately changed their strategy and retreated three steps away.
This is exactly the key point of "retreat to advance", the nine masters stabbed Wen Heng with their swords, and said sternly: "Think of this door, let me see your ability!"
Wen Heng flashed to the right, and the nine masters slashed back with a sword. The two swords were connected so closely that there was almost no gap. Even Wen Heng didn't have time to retreat. Seeing that the long sword was about to fall on his head, Wen Heng was defenseless in his hand, and everyone in the audience took a sigh of relief for him. His black gold token, but when he heard a "keng" sound, the two sides were energized, and both bounced out a few steps.
The authentic Tianhe Treasure Scroll is against the authentic Lingxiao Zhenjing. When the two great internal powers compete in the world, they are actually indistinguishable and evenly matched.
The two faced each other in the wind and smoke in the sky, and their minds were full of thoughts.
Both of them have internal injuries, and they can exert only 50-60% of their skills. In terms of internal skills alone, the two of them will be tied at most; but the nine masters have a sword in their hands, which is a great advantage. , within 100 strokes he is better than Wen Heng is definitely not a problem!
The nine masters figured out this section, and their hearts suddenly became clear, and they moved freely, the sword tip pierced through the air and stabbed straight to Wen Heng's chest. Just when the situation was dangerous, a dark shadow from the sky shot towards Wen Heng, and someone shouted urgently from the roof: "Brother Heng, take the sword!"
Wen Heng listened to the sound to identify the position, but without even turning his head, he took the long sword in his hand out of thin air and raised it to parry, but when he heard "Dangdang" twice, the nine masters were bounced off by the energy on the sword, and Wen Heng did not keep his hand anymore. , at the moment, he turned the defense into an attack, and stabbed the nine masters with his sword. His accomplishments in swordsmanship have reached a very high level. This sword cast is clearly understood. It seems to be an ordinary sword, but when Wen Heng approaches the nine masters, the other party seems to be unable to deal with it. In the same way, the long sword in his hand trembled endlessly, as if to protect the heart and throat, and finally snorted, but it was the right arm in the sword, and the blood flowed like a spurt in an instant.
The nine masters looked unpredictable, he was the one in it, and he knew the danger of this sword best. Wen Heng only stabbed with one sword, but there were clearly two very clear long swords in front of him. With the naked eye, it was difficult to tell which was real and which was fake. He can only protect one of the key points with his intuition, but the real sword is not either of the two handles.
He slashed Wen Heng's right arm with a sword in prison that day, and today this kid returned a tooth for a tooth and gave him the exact same sword in the same position.
Smart people are scary. Smart people who hold grudges should stay as far away as possible. Don't provoke them.
I don't know what the hell Fan Yang and the others did in the back, the fire burned more and more intense, the smoke shot into the sky, and the people in the front yard could already feel the heat waves coming, as if they were being roasted on the fire. At this time, whether it was martial arts or guard officers and soldiers, they all withdrew from the yard and retreated to the street. Only the nine masters and Wen Heng, who were not afraid of death, were still facing each other in the fire.
Master Jiu covered his bleeding right arm and said, "I was curious before, how could the Chunjun faction teach a disciple like you. It turned out to be a master apprentice of the Kunlun Buxu Palace, disrespectful."
Wen Heng didn't nod or deny, he just said, "I don't dare to do it."
The Nine Masters asked again: "You were obviously caught in the Vientiane Zheluosan, how did you escape from the cell and contact outsiders?"
Wen Heng took out a steel ball the size of a finger from his sleeve, pulled it apart from one end, and pulled out a long wire sawtooth. Now he doesn't need to say that Master Jiu also understands that he used this saw to cut through the iron bars of the cell, sneak out of the cell at night, and then rush back before dawn, pretending to be trapped all the time, in order to paralyze the guards He and Nine Masters made them relax their vigilance and never took strict precautions against him.
"The hidden secret medicine, Vientiane Zheluosan, although it didn't achieve the result you wanted, it also made me suffer a lot. It's not in vain." Wen Heng said, "It seems that the imperial court is going to disintegrate the Central Plains. Martial arts, it really made the masters in the big house exhausted."
The nine masters held the sword, but they didn't seem to want to fight him again, and just stood there and said: "Since you have guessed the end, you should know that there is a deep grievance between the imperial court and the Central Plains martial arts, and sooner or later there will be a big move. , if you can stop this time, you may not be able to stop the next time. Instead of meddling and losing your life, it is better to get out early and go back to Kunlun to continue your happy life.”
He used to be indifferent to Wen Heng and described it as cold, but this sentence was very gentle, and even meant a bit of persuasion. I don't know if it was his sudden change of nature, or if he was delaying the time. Wen Heng said slowly: "Who doesn't want to be happy in the rivers and lakes? But the court acts, but they have to kill them all, and don't even leave a place to stand. I'm afraid that tomorrow I will go back to the mountains and forests, and the day after tomorrow, in your mouth, it will become Xiao gathers in the mountains and forests, and the day after tomorrow, it will be regarded as a serious problem for people, and I can’t wait to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots.”
Jiu Da Ren said: "So, you must be against the court?"
Wen Heng said in his heart, "As a remnant of the rebellion, I don't do anything, I'm all against the court." He replied, "Today's helpless action is really out of self-protection, and it's not right. The imperial court is disrespectful. As long as the adults don't make trouble, we will definitely keep our own feet and be innocent and good people."
There was a scrutiny in the eyes of the nine masters looking at him. Wen Heng held the black gold token of the Buxu Palace, and his identity has been determined, so his martial arts are exquisite and his mind is alert, and he has a source to follow. However, since ancient times, people have not fought against officials, and people in the arena and lakes are inevitably unfamiliar when dealing with the government, but just now he has only a few words to answer, Wen Heng is transparent and skilled, without a single word, and it is not like a person of his status should have the proficiency .
"who are you?"
"Have you finished talking? The fire is about to burn." The man on the roof shouted down, "With so much nonsense, can't you go out and talk about it?!"
The nine masters were surprised to find that because of these words, Wen Heng's icy cold expression was like being blown by the spring breeze, and the ice and snow melted in an instant. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked up, trying to see where the sacredness was, but only caught a slender figure standing on the roof beckoning. Wen Heng rolled his eyes and shouted, "Here we come."
He said to the Nine Great People again: "Let's just say goodbye, there will be a period in the future!"
After saying that he didn't want to fight anymore, Wen Heng stepped down and flew to take the man's hand. Before the fire spread, the two jumped off the roof and disappeared outside the courtyard wall.
He walked neatly and neatly, but Master Jiu didn't have time to stop him.
The fire raged in the wind, and in an instant, it became a prairie prairie. Several rooms on both sides had been burned down, the front hall was also crumbling, and there was thick smoke and ash everywhere. The front army led by Nie Yinglongjing, the rear army who were released to contain the guards, the Luming Escort Bureau led by Fan Yang, and the disciples of various sects who were rescued from the prison all withdrew to a street early and rested on the spot. wait. Fang Yuanzhuo was taken as a hostage by Nie Ying, but the guards of Originating Moon Prison and the archers in ambush everywhere could not move without orders, and they were afraid of Fang Yuanzhuo who was trapped in their hands and Jiu who was trapped in the fire. My lord, you have to stay on the other side and stare at these troublemakers.
Not long after, Wen Heng descended from the sky with a strange boy. As soon as he appeared, everyone immediately shook and cheered loudly, apparently considering him the greatest hero of the trip, Wen Heng hurriedly raised his hand to suppress the noise, and said loudly, "You can't relax right now, everyone should move outside the city first, so as not to Was killed and returned to the carbine."
He glanced at Fang Yuanzhuo, who was about to be suffocated by Nie Ying, and turned his head to the officers and soldiers who were afraid to move forward: "Hangzhuo has nothing to do with us today. If we have time to keep an eye on it, it's better to go back and put out the fire. Use, when we are safe, let him go back naturally."
The nine masters did not come, and the officers and soldiers lost their heads. They did not dare to rashly fight with more than 300 people, so they could only watch them kidnap Fang Yuanzhuo and leave.
Noon on the same day.
Outside the gate of Yueying Mountain, Han Nanfu, the head of the mountain, and the three elders were lined up at the same time. The young disciples of each peak, led by Liao Changxing, were greeted by hundreds of people. The white-browed and long-bearded old man was besieged in the formation, and it was obviously impossible to fight quickly. It seemed that the Chunjun faction had been prepared for it. There were many doubts in his heart, and he didn't know where the problem was, but it was not a wise move to continue entanglement, so he signaled his subordinates to stop, and said to Han Nanfu from a distance: "The number one sword sect in the world is indeed very powerful, and it is no less than the garrison in the city. Let go."
Han Nanfu said, "Your Excellency is aggressive, do you have any advice?"
The old man said: "You have violated the ban by force, stealing from one side, causing disturbances in the four fields, and it is difficult to carry out the authority of the heavenly family. You are still unable to be loyal, and dare to pretend to be chivalrous? I am here today to act for heaven."
Han Nanfu shook his head and said, "If you want to add a crime, why do you have no excuses? The loyalty of the Chunjun faction can be learned from the world, the sun and the moon, and you don't have to bother to judge."
The old man said coldly: "The day when the power of the heavens comes, it will be the time when all your Chunjun faction will be destroyed. I advise your faction to do it on your own, and don't be obsessed with it!"
Han Nanfu replied casually: "The Chunjun faction has been inherited for a hundred years, and the line is sitting upright. Anyone who asks questions will have the same answer. You don't have to be here to confuse the public, please leave quickly!"
"Whether I made a mistake, or whether you committed suicide, we will find out in the future." The old man gestured backwards, "It's a waste of time to talk too much, let's go!"
Immediately left and right stepped forward, surrounded him and went down the mountain together. Until they were nowhere to be seen, the Chunjun faction let out a sigh of relief. The elders of the peaks gathered in one place, still in shock and doubt, and said, "He just left? Or did he arrange another plan?"
"This group of people is cunning and cunning, so you can't be careful." Han Nanfu said, "Changxing, take some disciples to patrol the mountain gate strictly to prevent them from making a comeback."
Liao Changxing answered yes, a big stone fell in Han Nanfu's heart, he wiped his sweat with his sleeves carelessly, and sighed to the crowd: "Thanks to Yue Chi's report this time, the enemy's trap was broken, otherwise this faction would be in danger today. I hope that everything goes well there and that Junior Brother Meng and the others can be rescued as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Liao Changxing looked at the eastern sky, thinking about the past, not knowing whether it was more fear or luck, and whispered: "It will definitely happen."