Both men were middle-aged, dressed up in a gentle and gentle manner, but when they pressed forward, their momentum immediately changed. Yuan Ding Yue Zhi, like a sharp gun, stabbed there steadily.

Ye Xiaotian has seen a willful girl, whether it is Ning'er or Yingying, and she has a willful spirit. Even the pure and gentle Doni, who is now pure and gentle, was also willful when she first met her? Just when Mao Wenzhi asked something inappropriate, he used a slander and arbitrary attack.

As for Yu Junting or Tian Miaowen, let alone, both of them have a natural evil spirit, but none of them will be so rude. This is no longer unruly, but violent.

Ye Xiaotian frowned and felt disgusted with this woman with good shape, spirit and temperament: "Mrs. Tian, ​​I was originally an unintentional mistake and have already apologized to you solemnly. There is no need to use such means, right?"

Mrs. Tian ignored him, turned a deaf ear to his words, and walked straight to the door. The guest greeted him with a smile, bowed slightly, as if he had not seen anything that happened outside the door.

After entering this gate, it is the territory of An’s family. Anyone who wants to make trouble there, no matter how good your reasons are, it will be a shame for An’s family and must stop it. However, before entering this gate, there is no need to come forward and offend this always powerful Mrs. Tian.

What's more...

Yingbin's eyes narrowed slightly and glanced at Ye Xiaotian, without any impression. If he was a big man with a certain identity, even if he couldn't name him, he would look familiar. It seems that this person is not an important person in the circle of powerful people. What's the point of life and death?

Wen Ao stood forward inadvertently, standing beside Ye Xiaotian, and their clothes were even gently rubbed together. With his eyesight, of course it could be seen that these two middle-aged scholars who were not astonishing as followers had excellent martial arts skills.

At this time, the two sides had not fought, but only from the other party's dodging body, footwork and temperament, one against two, this Tongren's number one internal master dared not say that he would definitely win.

The middle-aged man moved. A middle-aged scholar smiled and slapped Ye Xiaotian's chest. His palm was light and he seemed to be ineffective. Wen Ao saw it but his eyes shrank. He grabbed Ye Xiaotian's arm. Ye Xiaotian felt his body shaking, and he had already left the place three feet and became standing behind Wen Ao.

Wen Ao stretched out his other hand and touched the middle-aged scholar. Both of them slapped out a lightning palm, but when the two palms intersected, they made a thunderous explosion. The sleeves of the two of them suddenly exploded into pieces of broken silk, flying into the sky, like butterflies.

Wen Ao pulled Ye Xiaotian first and his feet were not as calm as the other party. The palms hit each other with a sound. Wen Ao's shoulders shook slightly, and he involuntarily took a big step back, standing side by side with Ye Xiaotian again.

Another middle-aged scholar laughed and turned his body. Suddenly, he drew an arc and appeared on the other side of Ye Xiaotian like a claw, grabbing his head.

Hua Yunfei was not as good as Wen Ao's eyesight, and he could not tell the depth of these two people's skills. But he reacted very quickly. When the Chinese scholar was spinning like a ghost, Hua Yunfei had already drawn his sword suddenly!

Expanding his hand, holding a knife, drawing a knife, raising a knife, arm, waist, and legs, three forces are integrated. Under the rapid speed of the middle-aged scholar, Hua Yunfei's sword not only reached the fastest speed of his life, but also reached the state of unity of human and sword without any master.

"puff!"

The knife passed through an arc shining by the light in the air and just shot into the eyes. The sharp blade had already slashed on the middle-aged scholar's arm. With such a knife, even a stone could be cut, and an anvil could be chopped in, but when chopping on the middle-aged man's arm, it was like a slap in the middle, making only a muffled "puff".

People who don’t know why are they afraid that Hua Yunfei’s sword is just a false appearance, and they just pretend to chop it. However, when the sword is cut, the middle-aged man’s sleeves are broken as far as his elbows. His arm is cut slightly and half of his sleeves fall down. How can such a sword be a false appearance?

The middle-aged man's arm skin was exposed with a knife. His arms were dark and his skin was bumpy. It seemed that he had suffered many injuries. Now he has grown into a thick skin of iron-like color.

Hua Yunfei was shocked. He was surprised. He didn't know what kind of arm guards he had worn. This would not be able to block him, but he might not be able to make such a powerful knife. Unexpectedly, the other party did not use arm guards at all, but his flesh and blood blocked his steel knife.

Wen Ao said in a deep voice: "Thunder in the palm, Qilin's arm! Are you from Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi?"

The two middle-aged scholars showed a slightly surprised look. Unexpectedly, they did not expect that with one move, they did not gain the upper hand. As for the origin of being called Kung Fu, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty believed in Taoism. Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi and Wudang Mountain in Hubei were two major Taoist holy places. They were both famous in the world, and there was nothing rare to be seen through.

Wen Ao said in a deep voice: "Sir, please leave, I will block him!"

Ye Xiaotian was so smart. Wen Ao asked him to leave quickly and said that he wanted to block the game. It was clear that he was not as good as others and could not protect him. But where could he go? Can Wen Ao hold him down the mountain and get on his horse and run away?

What's more, relying on Wen Ao alone, I'm afraid that I can't last for a few rounds under the attack of two masters, and Hua Yunfei has to stay behind to block the enemy. If he wants to escape, it may be at the cost of the lives of Hua Yunfei and Wen Ao.

Li Qiuchi had already flashed aside at this time, as if he was a passerby. In fact, it was not his fault. He didn't understand martial arts at all. What's the use of staying there? In addition to being in the way, others also had to distract themselves to protect him. It would not be effective. It was best to avoid it.

After hearing Wen Ao's words, Hua Yunfei immediately knew that he could make a big move. He immediately stepped across the slightly curled steel knife and stood in front of Ye Xiaotian. Ye Xiaotian took three steps back and grabbed the treasure knife around his waist.

The sword blade of the mouth was not opened, so he could only use it as an iron piece to hit people's head. Moreover, with such a long sword, he was afraid that if he was resisted by someone's evil Kirin arm, he would fly to the foot of the mountain.

Ye Xiaotian was holding the treasure of the Gu Sect, and the small full moon hook knife with a golden handle and silver handle. Although this knife was sharp, it was not as sharp as iron and mud. It could break the internal true energy, but no matter what, although it was short, it was easier than the ritual sword that was just showing off.

Wen Ao was anxious: "Sir, let's go, we can't stop these two people..." He just said this. The two middle-aged scholars had already burst into laughter. Wen Ao had no time to speak, and immediately opened his fingers and decided to meet them.

The lady Tian seemed very confident that the two followers had fulfilled her orders. She never looked back and walked to the door. Mrs. Tian handed the invitation to Ying Gun. Ying Gun did not open it, but just smiled slightly and said, "Madam, please come in!"

Mrs. Tian smiled slightly, and two seductive wine vortexes appeared on her cheeks. The two maids walked in with lanterns and stood left and right. Mrs. Tian was about to step in when she raised her front feet when she suddenly saw the welcome guest showing surprise.

Mrs. Tian was stunned and wanted to look back. A cold full moon-shaped knife was already on her white and elegant neck. Then a strong arm wrapped around her body.

"The person who calls you, stop immediately!" The sound from behind was filled with silence. Mrs. Tian heard the sound without any doubt. As long as she did not agree, the person behind her would take action without hesitation and cut off her throat with one knife.

The two middle-aged men had already stopped and retreated aside. They never expected that the young man would really "escape", but he actually fled to the gate of An Mansion and held their mistress hostage hostage.

He was unexpected first, then he was entangled by Wen Ao and Hua Yunfei with all his strength and could not get out immediately. He actually watched the hostess be caught.

There was a guard at the door of An's house. Seeing this, he moved his body, but the arms of Yinggu were slightly opened. He stopped him. Before Mrs. Tian could enter the door of An's house, this boy dared to touch Mrs. Tian, ​​but he was afraid that he had a really good background, so he didn't need to make enemies for the An's house.

"You are so brave, you dare to take me hostage!"

Mrs. Tian had a funny look on her face. She was not a wise man with unique skills. She had a way to escape Ye Xiaotian's mastery in an instant. She just never put herself in such a dangerous situation. She never believed that the other party dared to take action after knowing her true identity, so she was both funny and angry.

"I know, you are from the Tian family!"

Ye Xiaotian slapped Mrs. Tian’s delicate cheek with a knife and slapped it a few times. The knife was extremely sharp and his face was so piping. If you were not careful, a blood mark would break her appearance. Ye Xiaotian didn’t care.

The two middle-aged scribes were so scared that their faces turned black, but Mrs. Tian's face turned white. She finally understood that this young man took it seriously! Even if she was powerful all over the world, even if she was the Supreme Master of Nine Five, she would be subject to a common man at this moment!

As for using her power to slaughter others, or even kill them all, it can only be done by later generations. If someone is determined, killing her is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog.

Ye Xiaotian was also smiling bitterly in his heart at this time. He came here today for two purposes. One was to show his face in front of the powerful and powerful people from all sides, and to successfully show his gentle and polite side, so as not to regard him as a savage king and think that he only knows how to fight and fight.

On the other hand, the Hotan family is closer. Although he has formed a secret alliance with the Tian family, this cannot be sued. Therefore, he must find a reason for the Hotan family to interact and get close to each other in public, thereby concealing their true alliance and purpose.

Now, he held a beautiful beauty without any mercy and jealousy, showed off his bright knife and his "green-faced and fangs", destroying his first purpose. The tenth person who was held was from the Tian family, and the second purpose could not be achieved. Could it be that this is God's will to do something?

Many people were already gathering around. Seeing this scene, who would run into the manor to attend a banquet indifferently? This kind of scene is not common, let alone it happens in front of An’s house, so you must see it.

"Let me go!"

Although the beautiful woman held by Ye Xiaotian had a pale face, she was still very calm.

Ye Xiaotian replied readily: "Finish! This festival has been unveiled, no one is allowed to find a follow-up account!"

Mrs. Tian sneered: "I think beautifully! If you commit suicide immediately, I will let your family go!"

Ye Xiaotian smiled coldly: "Madam, you have been spoiled!"

Mrs. Tian raised her eyebrows charmingly: "So what? Try to touch me if you dare!"

Ye Xiaotian replied in a sarcastic manner: "Try it when you move! Try it when you try!"

Ye Xiaotian's hand, which was crossing the neck of Mrs. Tian, ​​suddenly raised the ground and sank again. The knife drew a beautiful silver thread in the air. Amid the screams of the two middle-aged scholars, it pierced into Mrs. Tian's thigh with a "pop".

There were suddenly a burst of "cracking" sounds in the crowd, and not only one of them dislocated his chin because of surprise: "God! He...he really dares to attack! That is the third wife of King Yang Tian!"

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