Of course, he hadn't seen a few masters, he saw his father dance the sword, and he felt very powerful.
In the yard, the guest from the south swiftly shuttled through the net of sword qi like a remnant leaf, with ease, as if he were playing, and his expression was very relaxed, but the fifth and fourth masters were struggling very hard, they were not injured, but If the southerner wants to hurt them, it is easy, but he does not, as if playing a cat-and-mouse game, asking them to do their best, but he can't even touch a touch of his clothes.
Archers dared not release arrows anymore. In the melee, once they hurt their own people, all the archers joined the battle circle. This kind of situation of fighting with more and less is compared to when dealing with the assassin killer before. The ease is a world of difference.
When everyone was struggling, they heard a long scream from the passengers from the south, volleyed into the house, took the tung oil and put them in their hands. I didn’t know where the flint was sacrificed, and luck knocked out the palm of the flame, then quickly stepped back and let The circle of fire was advancing all the way, and the siege was immediately overwhelmed.
This scene made the people participating in the melee dumbfounded. Some of them were burned, and they quickly retreated and rolled on the ground. Xu Yi's eyebrows were burned, his hair was burned, and one head was buried in the mud and sand in the yard. , How embarrassed to be.
"Do you still fight? If you fight again, this Prince of Chu Mansion will be burned out!" There was a playful smile on the southern guest's face, and his eyes suddenly glowed and he was triumphant and frivolous. This was the only time he entered the mansion apart from humility. He showed other expressions, but it also seemed to be his true face.
Although Yu Wenhao was not burned by the fire, he felt hairy when he looked at the ring of fire that had risen for no reason. After looking at the Fourth Master, the Fourth Master solemnly said: "Flame Palm!"
Everyone stopped, and Yu Wenhao stepped forward with a sword in her arms, already very embarrassed, "Are you determined to take my head?"
The guest from Nanbian looked at him, "I never said that you came up to beat me in a swarm. I saw it was fun, so I played with you. I haven't done anything for many years. If my daughter-in-law learns about it, I'm afraid I will be scolded. I have a meal."
Everyone peeped at each other, afraid of his wife? This is the true face of the peerless sword demon
The Fourth Master hesitated for a while and asked, "Didn't you say you came to get a million taels of gold? You are a southerner, a sword demon, are you?"
A trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of the guest from the south and said: "I am a guest from the south, yes, but who is the sword demon?"
The expressions of Yu Wenhao and Fourth Master changed slightly, and they couldn't help asking in unison: "You are not a sword demon?"
"He is not, I am!" A voice suddenly sounded on the wall. Everyone heard the words and looked over in horror. I saw an old man in a green shirt on the wall, he was carrying a sword. , This sword was not sheathed, revealing a sharp blade. The blade was full of cold light, and it smelled of blood. The old man’s face was calm and he showed no hostility, but it made people For no reason, he felt a breath of Xiao Sha from his body.
The crowd drew their swords at him, and they were on guard.
The old man in the blue shirt, who was also the guest sword demon from the south, glanced at the old man, but fell on the old man and asked, "Why do you wear a mask?"
When Si Ye heard this, his eyes quickly looked at the old man, and when he looked carefully, he couldn't find that he was disguised.
The two looked at each other in the air, and the old man smiled slightly, "Your eyes are so venomous."
He stretched out his hand and wiped his face, revealing a face with thick eyebrows and rugged. He is not old. It is only 30 or so at sight. The eyebrows are particularly dark. It is completely impossible to believe that this is the humble and polite old man just now. He said: "My name is Qi Huo, not a sword demon, nor a southerner."
The Sword Demon said: "While using the sword for a long time, his observation ability is different from that of ordinary people. The disguise of the driver is indeed very detailed, but the eyebrows of the driver are too dark to cover."
Qi Huo smiled and waved his hand, "This kind of disguise with a human skin mask is new to me. If I disguise in other ways, no one can tell, this old man, you are here to grab a hundred from me. Ten thousand gold? I am determined to get this million gold. If you come to grab it, I will not show mercy to you."
The sword demon's eyes drifted towards Yu Wenhao, and immediately shook his head at Qi Huo, "I asked myself that I can't do three tricks under your hand. If I don't take the humiliation, I gave up."
He gave his hand to Yu Wenhao, "His Royal Highness, we will meet again, I will wait for my disciple to go."
After he finished speaking, the figure was upright, and the person disappeared instantly.
This trick of not revealing the mountains and dews still shocked everyone. How come today is the gathering day of masters? A sword demon, an unheard of flame palm master, is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
The sword demon is gone, but the master who claims to be Qihuo is still here, and he keeps saying that he wants to get a million gold, but he said that he didn't want the head of the prince, but it is incomprehensible. Without the head of the prince, how to get this A million taels of gold
"Hey, juggler," Xu Yi yelled at him, "You are not going to kill the prince, so what did you do?"
"Don't say anything? For gold, there are many poor people in my country, I want to help them." Qi Huo said, he turned into the hall, raised his hand and said: "The prince comes in and talks, the other idlers wait, step back!"
Yu Wenhao lost his sword, and ordered General Ghost Wei Luo, "Take someone down!"
"Prince, it's dangerous!" General Luo hurriedly grabbed Yu Wenhao and said.
Yu Wenhao glanced inside and said faintly: "If he really wants to take my head, there is no difference between your presence and absence!"
In a word, everyone dropped their heads and was very ashamed. It was just that they had never seen such a strong person in martial arts, and I really didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
The fourth master also lost his sword, and first went in, Qi Huo looked at him with a look of appreciation, "Boy, you are bolder."
"Anyway, my head is not worth a million gold." The fourth master sat down, and the battle had almost exhausted his internal strength, and he was really tired.
Yu Wenhao also came in. Seeing Qi Huo sitting in front of him, he had to sit down beside him and look at him, "Since I am not going to take my head, I don't know the old man..." He said so and looked at his With a glance, it was not appropriate to call the old man, so he stopped talking.
Qi Huo glanced at him meaningfully, "I recently learned a new technique."
"Technology?" Yu Wenhao and Fourth Master glanced at each other. Although they did not answer the question, they had special skills and could only follow his words to ask, "What technology?"
Qi Huo said: "Dig a bucket of yellow mud up, and then send these onlookers away."
Yu Wenhao looked at him, then slowly turned around and told Tang Yang, "Do as he said."
Tang Yang nodded, and walked out quickly, and asked someone to dig yellow mud in the backyard, brought a bucket full of the ground, and then evacuated all the ghost guards.