The capital city is still the elegant garden with great diligence, and the brother and sister.

Xia Wen smiled with a sense of confidence and said, "Sister, it turns out that Xu Wenyuan is going to go against Brother Hui."

Xia Xiaorong asked in confusion: "Brother, the younger sister in front of her sent someone to find Xu Wenyuan, saying that she had gone far away and everyone else had left, how could she go against you?"

Wang Xiawen of Guangyang lifted the lid of the teacup in front of him, picked it up and took a sip, and said with a smile: "He went out to go against me. Last night, my uncle talked with me for a long time, and I won't tell you the details."

Xia Wen naturally knew about it, and even knew that Li Qiming had sent someone to intercept Xu Jie on the bank of the Yellow River.

Xia Xiaorong was even more confused and asked again: "Brother, Xu Wenyuan doesn't even want the high-ranking official you promised to him, why did he go out of the city to go against you? Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Little sister, you don't understand. Xu Wenyuan and brother Wei are not the same, but Xu Wenyuan is definitely not a person like Wu Boyan. Xu Wenyuan has a lot of ambitions in his heart. But you will not see Xu Wenyuan in the future." Xia Wenchengzhu was in his chest, spitting out a tea foam, and slowly putting down the tea cup.

Xia Xiaorong was shocked when she heard this: "What does the emperor mean?"

Xia Wen waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, it's better not to discuss this matter. Such a good garden has not been sent out, it's a pity."

Maybe Xia Wen really felt a pity, but Xia Wen and Xu Jie were not considered a grudge. For Xia Wen, Xu Jie's death, was really happy to see him succeed. A real man said nothing, but Xu Jie was really a person like Wu Boyan. Xu Jie was not Wu Boyan. Then Xia Wen naturally had to fulfill his words. Xia Wen was really happy to see him succeed when someone did this.

Xia Xiaorong seemed to be worried, but she knew that what her brother didn't want to say would definitely not say anything again. She had already stood up and went out the door, greeted a few servants left and right, and ordered them to inquire at Xu Jie's residence.

At this time, Xu Jie was drawing his sword and fighting with Yang Sanpang.

He heard the person beside him laugh and asked, "Brother, do you want me to wait for help?"

Chu Renxiong and Yang Sanpang fought a few moves in a row. Seeing that the scholar drew his sword, he laughed and said, "Brothers, just watch the show, let's do this important thing first."

The so-called serious business is the purpose of this trip, and naturally it is to kill Xu Jie, a meddling person. Yang Sanpang is still secondary.

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After Chu Renxiong blocked Yang Sanpang's move, he took the time to turn and rushed straight to Xu Jie with a steel fork, and wanted to easily defeat the scholar here, and then turned around and fought Yang Sanpang.

Xu Jie raised his knife and stopped quickly. His feet were staggered and stood firm, facing Chu Renxiong's steel fork and blocked him.

Chu Renxiong's confident blow came out in the gap between the battle with Yang Sanpang, thinking that he could easily kill the young scholar. Unexpectedly, the scholar stood firmly with his feet, but he was a little shorter, and his feet were slightly trapped in the soil without any damage.

"Dan, you immortal Banban, I can teach you how to be proud!" Sanfat was already furious and the big sword had already rushed straight to Chu Renxiong's back.

Chu Renxiong is really very proud. When fighting against a master like Sanpang who has been famous for decades, he still dares to be half-hearted. He really wants to suffer.

Chu Renxiong had Chu Renxiong's idea, so he took the time to do the job. After that, even if Yang Sanpang seized the opportunity, it would be fine. Kill Xu Jie and jumped forward with the moves and avoided a few times. There was Chu Renxiong's second brother Guan Zijing present, which was also a natural person. At worst, the two of them could fight Yang Sanpang together.

But Chu Renxiong didn't expect that this young scholar would block him with one move, and also blocked Chu Renxiong's body that was ready to use his strength to avoid.

Yang Sanfat's treasure sword had arrived, and Chu Renxiong quickly turned around and went to welcome him with the steel fork.

After a blast, Chu Renxiong paused, but he heard the strong wind on his back.

Xu Jie came again with a long sword and shouted: "Two swords in Shu, I'll tell you to see the King of Hell!"

Xu Jie's move again was Yang Ershu's strongest skill. He was suppressed and then rebounded. The deeper the suppression, the greater the power of the move. This time, Xu Jie's move was not as powerful as when he killed Wang Wei, but he still had an indomitable aura.

As a congenital master, Chu Renxiong was still able to flip his body in the air even though he was a little busy and rushed. The steel fork blocked Xu Jie's broken sea tide with another move.

But after blocking this move, Yang Sanpang came to fight for his life again. The way of fighting for his life is that even if I want to die, I want you to die together. It depends on who will die first. Such moves are often free of space, and they are often the fastest moves.

At this time, the people around me realized that the situation seemed to be wrong. Chu Renxiong had no business to do, and it seemed that he was still in danger.

One of them hurriedly went out his sword to rescue him, and went to save his elder brother, Ghost King Chu Renxiong, who was in charge of another innate master among the Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River. After three years of innate entry, it was the time of high spirits.

Everyone saw Guan Zijing's move, and his worried expressions were all relaxed. The two innate masters are here, so Yang Sanpang can't make any waves.

Guan Zijing hurried to save Chu Renxiong, thinking in his heart that Yang Sanpang was indeed well-known, and he knew that his elder brother could not fight alone to solve Yang Sanpang, and his huge reputation would not be profitable. Who is Yang Sanpang? The person who is on par with Yang Sanpang is a master who died with the world's number one sword. If he defeated Yang Sanpang alone, it seemed that he would defeat Lu Ziyou and Yang Ershu. What kind of reputation would this be?

However, if Guan Zijing and Chu Renxiong take a step back, it is acceptable. The two of them will still be famous in the world by killing Yang Sanpang. Although they have fewer names, it is enough for the Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River to dominate the world.

When Chu Renxiong saw Guan Zijing coming up, he relaxed his spirit and almost avoided Yang Sanpang's knife. The man was already rolling on the ground and before he got up, the scholar came again. Even at this time, Chu Renxiong did not take Xu Jie too seriously. He blocked the steel fork and immediately bounced up and turned around to face it. Yang Sanpang was the biggest threat.

Chu Renxiong was not in a hurry when he bounced up again, because he knew that Guan Zijing had come to help. As long as he could help him block a move, Chu Renxiong could immediately reverse the situation. Perhaps he had to do a serious matter first and then kill Yang Sanpang.

Chu Renxiong, who had just bounced up and flipped from the ground, suddenly his eyes widened, and his second brother actually blocked Yang Sanpang in the future. Chu Renxiong was shocked, raised his steel fork and retreated quickly.

The steel fork was blown by Yang Sanpang and left. The young scholar came with a knife again, and Yang Sanpang followed closely behind.

"Second brother! Come and help me!" The ghost king Chu Renxiong didn't have time to look back and see what was going on, so he just shouted and summoned Guan Zijing to come forward to help.

"Brother, hold on! Brothers, come on!" In front of Guan Zijing, there was the one-legged man. The man had countless gaps in his long sword in his hand, but it was so pressing that the sword in Guan Zijing had only defense and no offense.

The confident situation suddenly changed. Everyone had already seen the ghost king Chu Renxiong have fallen into danger. He could hear Guan Zijing's call, and countless swords were unsheathed, all of them surrounded him.

Deng Yu, who was beside him, bit his teeth, his arms trembled in the air, his clothes scattered and his tendons swelled up, and he was already bare-handed and screaming. He had heard of the Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River, and knew that two of them were innate and sixteen of them were first-class. This man from the world was not afraid at all, and he also wanted to fulfill his words in front of him, and he also wanted to say nothing.

Deng Yu's mentality is obviously different when facing the people of the martial arts world and the soldiers of the imperial court.

Not far away on the hill, Fang Xing kept watching the battle situation, and the spear in his hand had already sweated.

"Brother, how can we watch Mr. Xu sacrifice his life for us?" The military man has the dignity and loyalty of the military man.

Fang Xing waved his spear when he heard this and said, "Go away, go!"

More than a dozen horses ran out and headed straight for the battle group.

Then he heard a loud shout: "The one who killed you is Yang Sanpang from Shu!"

Yang Sanpang went down with anger. This sword was bound to win, and he headed straight for Chu Renxiong who had just stood up.

Chu Renxiong had already avoided it, but he had no weapons to take it. At the critical moment, he raised his hands and put them together in the air. He actually clamped Yang Sanpang's knife, using all his strength to clamp the knife that was about to kill.

Chu Renxiong really can't underestimate this. If Chu Renxiong was not so arrogant, he might have been able to fight Yang Sanpang for many rounds. Even at this time, Chu Renxiong could already use his flesh palm to hold Yang Sanpang's sure to get a knife.

The two were already fighting each other, with sand and stones flying in the air, and the water surface was rippling. The boat that had just arrived was blown out a few steps.

The sixteen ghosts of the Yellow River that were rescued had arrived, but Xu Jie seemed to have not seen them. He gritted his teeth and left in a straight line. The sky was cold and the leaves were sparse, and the sword light was in line, heading straight to Chu Renxiong's back.

Several weapons rushed over, trying to block Xu Jie's sword light and to save Chu Renxiong, who was at a critical moment.

Then I heard a tingling of Mars. A strong and tall man grinned with big yellow teeth and his arms were like iron, sweeping across a weapon.

If Deng Yu fights with others, the attack method is not very good, but the defense method is extremely powerful. The horizontal practice practices that he practices day and night seem to be born to be beaten.

Xu Jie's long sword came into Chu Renxiong's back, and blood came out of his chest with the tip of the sword.

Chu Renxiong still used all his strength to clamp Yang Sanpang's knife tightly, but he slowly looked back and saw Xu Jie's blood-red eyes, and the knife in Xu Jie's hand.

It also made Xu Jie turn his wrist and stir up the knife, immediately lying in Chu Renxiong's chest and abdomen.

Yang Sanpang had already felt the strength in Chu Renxiong's hand relaxation, thrust the knife, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, spitting it on Chu Renxiong's face, and said hatefully: "Dagain, you immortal Banban."

Xu Jie had already spoken: "The murderer is Yang Sanpang from Shu!"

Xu Jie left this message to see who else in the world wants to be famous all over Yang Sanpang!

Who else dares to speak out in front of Yang Sanpang!

Who else dares to underestimate this Shu Buddha's Breaking River Sword!

There are only a hundred people in the world who are born in the world. Yang Sanpang can still kill him and cannot escape even if he says he can.

Deng Yu, who was standing beside him, waved his heavy punch and wanted to fight back against those who stabbed him with swords. However, the heavy punch was too slow and he was easily avoided. There was another jingle of jingle on his body, which made Deng Yu grin. His copper and iron bones also oozed some blood.

Xu Jie had already drawn his sword to help. Yang Sanpang looked back at Xu Zhong. Seeing that Xu Zhongwen had the upper hand, he didn't care much. He drew his sword and got up. His fat body seemed to make the ground tremble. Yang Sanpang was really angry. He hadn't been so angry for a long time.

The Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River turned into the Ten Ghosts of the Yellow River in a blink of an eye.

Guan Zijing had already seen Chu Renxiong lying in a pool of blood. He was shocked and had no intention of fighting. After a loud shout, the man flew back and shouted again: "Brothers, go!"

"Go away!"

Guan Zijing was also smart. He ran westward along the river and did not get on the boat. He knew that he couldn't get on the boat, and it would take a moment to start the boat.

Xu Zhong stood there and did not chase after him, which was also not suitable for Xu Zhong's situation. He turned around and stopped those who were still running away.

But Yang Sanpang was unhappy and stood up and chased after him. He only left a sentence: "Master Xiucai, go back to Beijing first, and I will kill all these ghosts before looking for you."

Yang Sanpang really wants to kill all the people. The Eighteen Ghosts of the Yellow River, two innate, and sixteen first-class. Even if Yang Sanpang chases them to the ends of the world, he will also kill these people one by one.

Before Xu Jie could answer, Yang Sanpang had already jumped out dozens of steps. He was also seeing Fang Xing and others rushing out on horseback, and shouted: "Personnel Fang, bring people on the boat!"

Fang Xingben also wanted to beat the horse and turn to chase the enemy. When Xu Jie shouted, he thought about it, and then quickly turned around and went to the hill to bring the carriage over. Fang Xing had already understood that he was the benefactor of the Xu family and the loyal and wise descendants of the past.

Deng Yu asked from the side, "Mr. Xu, do you want to chase after you to help Senior Yang?"

Xu Jie looked back at Deng Yu, his shirtless upper body was densely filled with small wounds, and a lot of blood was flowing. He felt warm in his heart and said, "Brother Deng, you can go on the boat and treat the wound. Fatty doesn't need to worry. When the fatty man comes back, no one in the world will dare to provoke him again."

Xu Jie was not worried about Yang Sanpang. He had been walking in the world for decades and chasing a few ghosts was nothing. Even if there was a congenital master, he thought it was Yang Sanpang's dead soul under the sword.

With two swords in Shu, only Sanpang is left, and Sanpang should do something bloody in the world again. In this way, Yang Sanpang is the one who was afraid of when people were afraid of others.

Once the Yellow River crosses, the capital is not far away.

Perhaps many people in the capital would be shocked by Xu Jie's peaceful return. Ouyang Zheng's disciples were just ants in the eyes of many people. Even when Li Qiming heard the name Xu Jie, he didn't remember it. He just waved his hand and said, "Kill!"
Chapter completed!