"Sword Demon" Zheng Si appeared, and in this extremely unexpected way, he got into the battle between Korean and Qiu Qianren, which was very funny. Of course, this was also said to those who watched the fun;

For Qiu Qianren, this sudden situation directly made him cold all over his body and his hands and feet cold, as if he was poured from his head to his feet by a bucket of ice water in the 39th day. The scorching pain behind him could not make him feel warmer.

"Zheng Si! Isn't it just two cents of silver? Don't always hold me back!" Qiu Qianren took a deep breath. Facing the combination of Han Wen and Zheng Si, it was really a perfect sword. Not to mention his "iron palm" Qiu Qianren, even if Wang Chongyang reborn, he would be very likely to kneel down and not to mention the revenge of his life, how could he not be surprised? He couldn't help but speak out and test it;

Zheng Si stretched out his hand and pointed at Qiu Qianren, looking very bitter and revenge: "Speak lightly! Two coins! Those aren't two copper coins, you bastard! It was because of you that I now picked up the knife and became the knife handle! You ruined my life! You ruined everything about me... You are a great evil man! Over the years, I have stopped thinking about my beautiful life day and night, and always thought about my beautiful life! But everything that deserves has been destroyed by you! You deserve damn!"

OK! Everything he calls for, a happy life, is actually - buying small ** raw eggs, chickens, buying land to farm as a rich man, teasing good women, a dream with very little and no lower limit, and a trash of soil, let's call it a dream!

Han Wen smacked his lips and said, "You broke in like this? Well! I'm leaving it to you! Don't you want to calculate the account of these two cents of silver with him? Then let's just forget! I still have some things to deal with, and I happen to have a helper!"

After saying that, Han Wen walked straight to Zhang Sanbai, saying, "Zhang Sanbai, what are you thinking about now? I have always been easy to talk to. When I say it for the first time, if the other party scolds me, I won't be angry. When I say it for the second time, even if you don't want to, I will greet you with a smile. When I say it for the third time... I am already impatient and want to kill someone for the fourth time, haha!"

With a sneer, Han Wen's terrifying eyes looked back at Zhang Sanbai's body. The malicious look scared Zhang Sanbai's little heart. You know, these disciples are all the flesh in his heart. If Han Wen is really cruel and destroys them, the Kongtong Sect will be disbanded directly!

In fact, even if he gave the "Nine Yin True Sutra" to Han, the Kongtong Sect was destroyed soon after. It was not until a man named Mu Lingzi once again founded the Kongtong Sect and the Kongtong Sect that it was truly a success, and it became a famous sect in the world, comparable to the later sects such as Shaolin Wudang Emei, and became the leading sect;

Unceremoniously, he put the "Nine Yin Jing" in his arms. Han Wen turned around and looked at the battle between Zheng Si and Qiu Qianren. It was obvious that Qiu Qianren, who was seriously injured, had greatly reduced his strength. He was not Zheng Si's opponent and was defeated step by step. Suddenly, Qiu Qianren threw his car and horse away, and turned away and disappeared. The gang members he brought also dispersed. The scene suddenly became much ugly and a lot of messes;

And the poor horse was instantly split into eight pieces by Zheng Si's knife. It was really a big deal. One slash of eight pieces is enough to show how powerful his kung fu is! It caused Han Wen to lick the corner of his mouth and couldn't help asking: "Do you have the intention to take action?"

"But! But don't try your best to make up for this knife! I'm going to take my money home to sleep!" Zheng Si smiled carefully, and even those who were watching the fun couldn't help but think: This guy is not a "sword demon", this guy is not a "sword demon"...

In fact, since his debut, Zheng Si has always called this title because - his master is the "Sword Demon". Speaking of which, he has inherited this title. His master was much bloody than him back then, and he also became a demon with swords. No matter what, this title has nothing to do with him;

"Very good! Just one move!" Han Wen smiled, slowly raised the sword in his hand, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, and said, "Be careful! This sword is called the Three Entry Hell. Speaking of which, it is still the sword technique I learned from the sword technique. It is not yet skillful, but it is very meaningful to use it to fight with you!"

"The name sounds so nice, unlike my master's stupid guy! I don't dare to say the name of the move now!" Zheng Si murmured for a few words, raised the knife in his hand, and said, "The nameless sword technique is no different from saying it or not. Just one move, don't regret it, and leave after the fight!"

While speaking, Han Wen had already hit a sword, and in an instant, three sword energy came one after another, like three entangled dragons! It shot out, and its sharp edge was afraid to look directly at it! It was extremely powerful!

Zheng Si's sword was even a little faster than Han Wen, and it was not fast, but it was very domineering, and it felt like cutting off everything. It immediately collided with the sword energy. With a sound of sword Jinxiong, a pit about a foot appeared on the ground;

They looked at each other and smiled silently. Both of them turned around and walked away silently. It can be said that the contest within this move was evenly matched. If Korean was in its heyday, perhaps he could still beat Zheng Si. Now, it is obviously impossible. This weirdo, who has gone very far on the road of the sword, has gone very far;

Han Wen had already wanted to retreat, and he had no intention of getting involved with others now. His next plan was... to go to Dali first, find Yinggu, then go north to Luoyang to find Hong Qigong, and finally go to Taohua Island to meet Zhou Botong, snatch the first half of the "Nine Yin Jing" of this guy, and then, of course, get married.

But sometimes, the trial is not satisfactory, and the plan does not change quickly. Just as I was about to go to the horse market to buy a horse for transportation, Han Wen was blocked from her way. It seems that the visitors are not good!

A man in his blue shirt, about thirty years old, stopped him from his way. This man looked cold and looked like he was not very easy to meet;

Han Wen tilted his head, showed his rogue side, and said with a smile: "A good dog won't block the way! I'll flash! Don't block my way!"

After saying that, he reached out to push the man in blue, and his hands contained a lot of strength, which was not as simple as pushing this man away. Seeing Han Wen's movement, the angry look on his face flashed away, and his hands were like claws and grabbed him;

Just between this inch, Han Wen's hand flipped and put it on the wrist of the man in blue shirt. He retreated slightly with his left foot and pushed forward with force. The force was not big, but it was very exquisite. He was leveraging the force to fight. This was the pushing hand in Tai Chi!

The man in blue raised his eyebrows and the force on his hands became soft. He also used the skill of using force to push and block each other with the Korean language. But after all, he had never practiced such exquisite soft skills as Tai Chi. He gradually fell into the rhythm of Korean language. With a joke of "Going You", he retreated five or six steps away;

The man in blue shirt was a little angry, raised his head, his cold eyes were filled with anger, and he snorted: "You are so domineering! No matter what my purpose is to block your way, he took action so unscrupulously, really thinking that he is the best in the world!"

"Is it the best in the world? It's not your turn to say that at least, I still have the ability and have the chance to become the best in the world. As for you... Humph, wait a few hundred years!" Han Wen curled his lips disdainfully and said, "If you have something to say and fart, God knows what you want. If you don't say a word, you will stop me in front of me. The stumbling block will be kicked away. You can't even figure out this thing, idiot!"

"You!", the man in blue shirt glared at Han Wen angrily and said in a muffled voice: "I heard that the "Nine Yin Sutra" is the general outline of martial arts in the world, and there is also the "Healing Chapter" about healing. I want to borrow a view and find a way to treat internal injuries to others! I will also get rid of your achievements, and I will be rewarded!"

"Not borrowing!" Han Wen shook his head in anger and walked straight towards the man in blue. He was about to bump into him, and the man in blue was furious: "Today you have to borrow, you have to borrow, and if you don't borrow, you have to borrow! Don't blame me for being too strong!"

"If you want it, say what you want, what are you talking about? Hypocrisy!" Han Wen sneered, and handed his palms out without hesitation. In an instant, a cold breath gushed out, frost hung on the ground, snow fell on the sky, and that palm turned out to be crystal clear!

The man in blue shirt had a serious expression, his body shook slightly, and the surging internal force surged out of his body. His hands formed claws, and his knuckles were slightly bent, and the claws were bursting out like beans crushing. The claws bent into strange arcs were torn through in front of him. Suddenly, a burst of air bursts, and a series of claws appeared wherever the claws passed, and they were quickly annihilated.

"Hmm? What kind of martial arts is this?" Han Wen murmured in his heart, raised his eyes lightly, staring at the man in the blue shirt opposite, and found that there seemed to be some unconcealable fluctuations in the other party's dark eyes. It was a very crazy feeling, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Motivation is strong? Then you try it! I have always been soft but not hard!"

The man in blue shouted softly, his figure flashed rapidly, and his five fingers formed a knife to grab Han Wen. Han Wen also greeted him with his palms. The bigger he was, the more he was secretly surprised. This man's claw technique was really sharp and very strange, which was more powerful than Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claws. What kind of claw technique is it?

After thinking for a while, Han Wen said, "The Claw Method of Nirvana? The people from Shaolin Temple? No......"

The man in blue was stunned and said, "No! I am the 'Blue-Clothed Wolf King' of the Ming Cult's Dharma Protector!" (To be continued. Please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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