"I can't leave." Nangong Xier shook her head and looked at the roof opposite, where a man in a white robe appeared.
Fu Sheng Zuimenglou, Bai Long.
Another scream came from outside the house, and another young man in white clothes flew by with a long sword in his hand. Wherever he passed, blood was everywhere, and the people on both sides didn't even have time to see the sword shadow clearly before they were killed. The man finally put away his sword and stopped at the door of Shanwaishan Restaurant. He looked up and saw Nangong Xier in the house, and smiled: "Miss Nangong, we meet again."
Everyone else in the room was shocked when they heard this, and Wang Buyu even exclaimed, "Her last name is Nangong? Isn't she Qing Yi Lang's cousin?"
"She is the daughter of Xie Kanhua and Nangong Yuwen, and is indeed Qingyilang's cousin. He did not lie to you." Wang Ruoxu said in a deep voice.
"Bai He." Bai Long on the roof shouted softly.
"I understand, brother. I won't cause any more trouble today." Bai He swung his sword and dodged elsewhere.
Bailong lowered his head and looked at Su Baiyi.
Su Baiyi reached into his arms, ready to take the pill, but Nangong Xier reached out to stop him: "This time, I'll take care of it."
The lady boss standing at the door leaned forward slightly and said: "Back then, Xie Kanhua was famous throughout the south of the Yangtze River, and his swordsmanship was unparalleled. You are his daughter, so I'm sure your swordsmanship must be beyond the ordinary..."
Before she finished her words, Feng Zuojun had already stopped in front of Nangong Xier with a knife in his hand. With a swing of the knife in his hand, he knocked down the hidden weapon scattered from under the skirt of the proprietress when she leaned over and said, "If you want to see my senior sister's sword, you have to ask about my knife first."
"What kind of knife do you have?" The proprietress still smiled gently.
"Of course it's Domineering, Domineering Sword." Feng Zuojun came out with a sword, "Big Wind Style, start!"
The lady boss waved her long sleeves, and a soft sword was already in her hand. She shouted in a low voice: "Come on!" Then she took Feng Zuojun's sword and swept back. Feng Zuojun did not hesitate and immediately followed with his sword. At this moment, the lady boss shouted again: "Camellia, Rose!"
"Here." Two graceful women suddenly appeared behind Su Baiyi, one holding a red rope, trying to restrain Su Baiyi. Nangong Xier did not move at this moment, because all her mental strength was on Bai Long. Bai Long had stopped the gentleman Zhou Zheng at the foot of Weilong Mountain without exerting his full strength that day. His strength was second only to Bai Jile. If Nangong Xier relaxed for a moment, he might find a flaw.
But the red rope was still cut after it touched Su Baiyi.
I saw a folding fan unfolded and waved gently, full of elegance and heroism.
"If you want to touch my junior brother, you have to ask me, Xie Yuling." Xie Yuling waved the Fusu fan in his hand and started fighting with the two killers.
At the main table, Lu Tianxing said with a smile: "You said your third child didn't come."
The man in green shook his head and said, "Even if he came, he came in the name of the academy, not in the name of the Xie family."
"Father, what should we do now?" Wang Buchen asked.
Wang Ruoxu glanced at Priest Xue in the corner and said calmly, "Wait."
Now everyone in the field, Shanglin Tiangong and Xuegong, which are under the control of the Su family, are naturally in the same camp. This camp is opposed to the Wang family who wants to become the master of the martial arts world. Fusheng Zuimenglou and Huasha Organization are here to destroy this hero conference and to capture Su Baiyi, and they are enemies of both sides. In addition, the other three of the four major families are watching. They were originally reluctant to merge the four factions. If everything went smoothly for the Wang family today, they might have to swallow their anger. But first the Demon Lord appeared to distract the Gun Saint, and then Fusheng Zuimenglou joined forces with Huasha to deal with the Wang family. Which side to help? I guess the few people at the main table who are still safe and motionless at this moment are still hesitating. Of course, what worries Wang Ruoxu the most is the priest Xue sitting in the corner. This kind of powerful master, no matter which side he chooses to help, will cause a huge change in the situation.
As for Nangong Xier and Bai Long, they were also waiting, waiting to see who would strike the first sword, and who would reveal the flaw of the first sword first.
Su Baiyi suddenly spoke at this time, and the person he was talking to was Wang Ruoxu. He drew the Junyu Sword from his waist and said in a deep voice: "Master Wang."
Wang Ruoxu frowned: "How?"
"In fact, who is the master of this martial arts world, Shanglin Palace or the four major families, does not mean much to us." Su Baiyi smiled, "We came here today for only two purposes. One is that our Su family's ancestor came out of seclusion after many years and wanted to find a good opponent. I believe this is also the expectation of your old master, the Spear Saint. The other is that we just want to take advantage of this Heroes Conference to lure out Fusheng Zuimenglou, and then take revenge if there is revenge, and avenge if there is grievance!"
Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu, who had been injured after the duel with the Spear Saint, finally suppressed the surging Qi in his chest. He pointed at Bai Long outside the house and said, "That's right. The real purpose of our coming here today is to force them out!"
"So what do you think about forming an alliance at this moment, Master Wang?" Su Baiyi said with a smile.
The arrival of two deputy building owners from Fusheng Zuimeng Building, plus the assassins hiding in the dark, could catch the Heroes Conference off guard at the beginning, but as long as the heroes reacted in time, it would be almost impossible to destroy them with such a small number of people. If the Wang family could join forces with Shanglin Tiangong and the Academy at this moment, they could quickly turn the tide of the battle.
"You are very smart." Wang Ruoxu said faintly.
Su Baiyi waved his long sleeves and said with a smile: "I don't want to be so smart. After all, the Wang family will never be my friend."
"You want to use my hand to help your senior sister?" Wang Ruoxu sneered.
"You can choose not to lend me your hand." Su Baiyi shouted, "Monk! Young Master Su! Thank you, Young Master!"
He clasped his hands together and shouted angrily, "Here!"
Su Zhe picked up the command arrow in his hand and pointed it outside the house: "Be at your service."
The man in green yawned and said vaguely, "This little brother Su saved my life."
"If you don't help me, today's venue will only become more and more chaotic, and Fusheng Zuimenglou will be the one to benefit. I have the Demon Lord Su Jian to protect me. Are you still afraid that I won't be able to escape?" Su Baiyi looked at Wang Ruoxu with burning eyes.
Wang Ruoxu snorted coldly: "Are you threatening me?"
"You follow interests, so I negotiate with you based on interests. I am not threatening you, but the interests you want are threatening you." Su Baiyi raised the Junyu Sword, "Master Wang, don't hesitate, make a decision."
"Buchen, go up and lend a helping hand to Miss Nangong." Wang Ruoxu suddenly said.
Su Baiyi smiled, but just when he began to relax, Priest Xue in the corner suddenly stood up.