Han Changsheng was a little dumbfounded. The murderer who killed the old man Xuanji and the elder Lanfang of the Yuehua sect? kill? Elder Xuanji's lifespan is at the end of his life. Could it be that Elder Lanfang is also gone
Han Changsheng was in a daze when the old man who had just made a sound rushed forward, and the long tasseled spear in his hand went straight for Han Changsheng. With a "bang", the gun was stopped by someone, and it was An Yuan who made the shot this time.
Under the veil of the straw hat, An Yuan's expression could not be seen clearly, the old man was about to make a move, but An Yuan snapped off his gun and stepped on it. From yesterday to now, this is the first time An Yuan has made a move, and others are a little strange. As Han Changsheng said, this young man wearing a veil is indeed a master, otherwise he would not be able to take down old man Cai's gun with one move. I really can't tell.
An Yuan said coldly: "What did you say? Elder Xuanji and Elder Lan Fang?"
Old man Cai pulled his tasseled spear vigorously, but the end of the spear remained motionless under An Yuan's foot. He was a little afraid, and tried to shrink back, but he was unwilling to throw away his gun, and said with a straight neck: "Why are you pretending to be stupid, a few months ago, the old man Xuanji and Lan Fang were both found dead in the back mountain of the Yuehua sect Among them, the old man Xuanji was drained of all his internal energy, and Lan Fang's Dragon Chanting Sword was stolen. The Yuehua faction is now looking for the murderer all over the world!"
Han Changsheng was taken aback when he heard this. Elder Xuanji's inner strength was passed on to him voluntarily, and Elder Lan Fang also gave him the Longyin Sword on his own initiative. Why did it suddenly become that someone took away the inner strength and snatched the sword? Elder Lan Fang was fine when he left, why did he die suddenly? What the hell has happened these past few months
Not to mention Han Changsheng and An Yuan, other people present were also very surprised: "Is this the Dragon Chanting Sword?" "These two little thieves are the murderers who killed Elder Xuanji and Elder Lanfang?"
It must be known that Elder Lan Fang has been in seclusion for decades, and those present who were younger had never seen the heroic appearance of Elder Lan Fang back then, but had only heard of his deeds, let alone the Dragon Chanting Sword. That's why no one recognized it yesterday, and it wasn't until today that Han Changsheng drew his sword out of its sheath that old man Cai finally dared to confirm it.
One person asked, "Old Man Cai, are you sure that is the Dragon Chanting Sword?"
Old man Cai said: "You can't be wrong! I participated in the martial arts conference for the first time fifty years ago. At that time, I was only fifteen years old. Elder Lan Fang was famous in the world in that year! He held the Dragon Chanting Sword The style, I will never forget it in this life!"
The Dragon Singing Sword is a precious sword forged by the founder of the Yuehua Sect. The Dragon Singing Sword is the Dragon Singing Sword. The sound of the black iron sword is like a dragon's singing, and the light of the sword is like a dragon's shadow. The carvings on the scabbard can be forged, but the sword cannot. counterfeit. Starting from the founder, each generation of Yuehua School's successors will pass the sword to the best disciples in the sect, and after three generations, it will be passed on to Elder Lanfang. In fact, before Elder Lan Fang, the sword was often handed down to the appointed head, and the Dragon Yin Sword became a status symbol of the head of the Yuehua School. However, Elder Lan Fang was careless. He rejected the position of head of the sect at the beginning, but he didn't know if he didn't like the younger generation who held the Dragon Chanting Sword and didn't hand it over, because although Yue Peng had been the head of the sect for more than ten years, I haven't even touched this legendary "head token".
Han Changsheng looked down at the sword in his hand. Anyone who has heard of the reputation of the Dragon Yin Sword, and then took a closer look at the sword in Han Changsheng's hand, immediately confirmed it.
As soon as Lao Caitou appeared, Han Changsheng put away the sword that had just been put on Yun Conghu's neck, Yun Conghu jumped back, retreated to Lu Wenlin, pointed at Han Changsheng and An Yuan and cursed: "Okay, so you guys They are murderers who stole swords and killed people! I heard that when Elder Yuanfang and Elder Xuanji died, Yuehua sent two disciples to defect and flee, and one of them, who dared not see others, wore a straw hat and veil to cover his face all day long. You two are the villains sent by Yue Hua!" The last sentence scolded the entire Yue Hua faction, which was purely selfish.
The crowd immediately exploded, judging by the ages of Han Changsheng and An Yuan, they were indeed in line with the rumored escaped disciples of Zhongyuehua Sect. So they put on a posture one after another, preparing to take Han Changsheng and An Yuan down. Even An Yuan, although silent, looked at Han Changsheng strangely, waiting for his explanation.
Han Changsheng was a little dumbfounded for a moment. If he is still dressed like Li Jiulong now, he can still tell the truth, but he is so chic now that he has nothing to do with the Yuehua faction. If he admits that he is Li Jiulong, he will be in front of An Yuan. It was exposed. If you don't say anything, what should you do with this matter
At this time, Lu Wenlin said: "Drain your internal energy? How did you drain your internal energy?"
Everyone looked at each other, unable to speak. Generally speaking, if you want to transfer your internal energy, the only feasible situation is for the victim to transfer your internal energy to others, but almost no one will do this. Internal energy is not like eating and drinking. You can’t count rice grains to serve rice. All dispersed, if the body of the bearer is not suitable, there may be consequences of breaking the seven orifices and bleeding. But there are so many evil sects in the Jianghu, and if you haven't heard of them, it doesn't mean that there are none. The yin and yang dual evils can only practice kung fu by absorbing the yang energy of virgin boys and girls!
Old man Cai said: "These two boys must have practiced some kind of sorcery! Last night, this brat holding the Dragon Chanting Sword slapped the wooden table into the stone with his slap. His inner strength must have been stolen! "
Everyone responded one after another: "That's right, he didn't steal it, could it be that the old man Xuanji gave it to him!"
This old man Xuanji has practiced for seven or eighty years, and he is famous all over the world with his strong inner strength. No one has heard that his lifespan is nearing the end of his life. If he hadn't been informed by the impermanence of black and white, Han Changsheng would not have been able to see it just by looking at the appearance of old man Xuanji He is dying. No one would believe that someone would hand over the internal strength that he had cultivated so hard for decades to a brat of unknown origin.
"Ma'am." Lu Wenlin rested his chin and continued to ponder, "Then how did he defeat Elder Xuanji to draw his internal energy, and how did he defeat Elder Lan Fang?"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were speechless for a while. A young man in his twenties, even if he cultivated some evil ability to absorb people's internal energy, he still has to restrain the old man Xuanji first, right? How did he do it without a strong inner strength
Seeing the hesitation of the crowd, Yun Conghu said urgently: "There must be something evil about this kid, maybe they are members of the Demon Cult! Let's take them down first and then interrogate them!"
From the beginning to the end, An Yuan kept staring at Han Changsheng, but Han Changsheng kept silent. It’s tricky, he kept the Longyin Sword with him at the beginning, but he took a fancy to this sword and used it to cut rabbits, pheasants, and beef. It can break bones with one knife. When there are no tools, it can be used as a bamboo stick and roasted on the fire. It wasn't bad, so I didn't throw it away. I didn't expect it to cause him such a big trouble. For a while, how to explain without revealing his identity, he really couldn't think of a good idea.
"Young Xia Lu." Han Changsheng cleared his throat and said with feigned regret, "I wanted to fight you, but so many people wanted to arrest me. I'm afraid we won't be able to fight."
An Yuan: "..." Do you dare to be more black-hearted? You can still be fooled by this, Lu Wenlin could find a piece of noodles and strangle himself to death!
Unexpectedly, when Lu Wenlin heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted: "Go, go, it's already far away! Whoever dares to touch him will have trouble with me!"
An Yuan: "..." This martial arts seems to be in trouble.
Yun Conghu wailed: "Young Xia Lu, don't be fooled by this devil!"
Everyone was crying and howling, but Lu Wenlin didn't bother to pay attention to them. He drew his knife out of its sheath with a bang, and slashed at the ground. A cold light flashed, and everyone was forced to retreat.
Lu Wenlin's eyes flashed with excitement: "You are the murderer who killed Xuanji and Lan Fang, yes, it must be, say yes quickly, and I can take you down."
Han Changsheng smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, no."
Lu Wenlin frowned, but he didn't intend to retreat: "Take you down first!"
Seeing that Lu Wenlin insisted on fighting, everyone backed away. Some people don't know about Han Changsheng's skills, but they all know how powerful Lu Wenlin's sword is. The so-called Phantom Knife, if Lu Wenlin wants to create a phantom, he must have a lot of room to play. If it is close, it will limit Lu Wenlin's performance.
Lu Wenlin looked at his nose, nose, and heart, and quickly sank into it. When Han Changsheng saw that he was serious, he hurriedly protected An Yuan behind him, and said in a low voice, "Stand back."
An Yuan stood still and put his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Lu Wenlin moved his footsteps, and in an instant, a light and shadow rushed towards Han Changsheng and An Yuan. An Yuan's veil flew up under the knife wind, revealing a half-surprised face, Han Changsheng also frowned.
Fast, really fast, the so-called phantom was entirely created by Lu Wenlin's speed. As soon as he made a move, the knives flew across all directions in just a few seconds. The light and shadow in the previous moment had not dissipated, and the people had gone elsewhere in the next moment. It looked like there were several people and several knives at the same time. This oppressive feeling is almost suffocating before it is opened, and I want to admit defeat.
But Han Changsheng is not an ordinary person. Holding the Dragon Yin Sword in his hand, his eyes moved rapidly following Lu Wenlin's movements. Lu Wenlin's blade was touched, and the light and shadow stopped.
The belligerent light in Lu Wenlin's eyes was even brighter: "Amazing!" Being able to not be affected by his phantom, seeing through his movements at a glance requires extremely keen observation skills, and not only that, stabbing him with a sword requires only observation skills. It is not enough, but it must be fast and accurate, the movements can keep up with consciousness, and there must be the ability to predict, or else even if you see through his movements, you will not be able to avoid them, let alone counterattack. And Han Changsheng blocked his attack with a single sword, which shows that Han Changsheng's various qualities are extremely high.
Lu Wenlin took a step back, and wanted to make another move, but Han Changsheng pushed forward first, stabbing him in the vital parts with his sword, and never giving him a chance to flex his muscles. In order to block Han Changsheng's attack, Lu Wenlin couldn't use the Phantom Crazy Knife. He still wanted to suppress Han Changsheng with speed, but Han Changsheng didn't compete with him in speed. Every stab was very accurate, which made Lu Wenlin Very uncomfortable.
"Get on the horse!" Han Changsheng called to An Yuan, "Let's go!"
An Yuan was stunned for a moment, unwilling: "If you didn't kill someone, why did you leave?"
Han Changsheng retreated to him and pushed him, forcing him to get on his horse.
Just now everyone backed away, but the two BMWs led by An Yuan and Lu Wenlin were still standing there, and An Yuan got on the horse as soon as he turned over.
Seeing that An Yuan was about to leave, everyone hurried up to intercept them, only to see a few darts flying out of Han Changsheng who was fighting with Lu Wenlin over there and nailed them to the ground, almost cutting off their toes.
"Go first!" Han Changsheng said, "I'll explain to you later!"
An Yuan frowned, hesitated for a moment, then flicked the rein and rushed out.
Han Changsheng and Lu Wenlin fought equally, Lu Wenlin was too clingy, and Han Changsheng couldn't get rid of him. In desperation, he let go of his true energy and swung down with his sword, forcefully forcing Lu Wenlin back a few steps.
Lu Wenlin was shocked by his strong inner strength, seeing that Han Changsheng had already jumped onto the horse, he hurriedly chased after him: "Your Majesty, don't go!"
Han Changsheng made a gesture and took a handful out of his clothes: "Look at the socks!"
Lu Wenlin subconsciously covered his mouth and nose and turned his head away.
The sound of horseshoes sounded behind him, and Lu Wenlin woke up suddenly: He helped wash the dirty socks this morning, so where are the socks left? ! Looking back, Han Changsheng and An Yuan rode on the BMW and were too far behind to catch up.
Lu Wenlin stomped his feet angrily: "Come back, come back! It's not over yet!"
Han Changsheng was also full of regret: After finally fooling An Yuan and Mr. Lu into washing all the dirty clothes and drying them in the inn, there is no clean clothes to change now.
Thanks to Lu Wenlin's generous gift of the BMW, the two of them drove away all the martial arts practitioners in a blink of an eye. The people behind them couldn't catch up, and they stopped in a forest.
Han Changsheng got off his horse, went to the river to fill the water bag, suddenly he felt someone standing behind him, and when he looked back, An Yuan had already lifted up his veil, with a cold expression on his face and eyes full of joy. Out of distrust, he put his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Who the hell are you?"
Han Changsheng smiled dryly, and handed him the water bag: "My good apprentice, what are you talking about?"
An Yuan didn't answer, and said word by word: "Should I call you Hua Xiaosa, Han Yingjun, or Senior Brother Li?"
The author has something to say: Thanks to orzyue, Mo Qianzhise, Yibaojiang, Amo, Luzhu Yiyi, Yuanxuan X10 for mines and rain for grenades