The current group of men in black are different from the people Yun Zhong usually sees in the world. They are very proficient in the art of hooking hidden weapons.

A sleeve arrow and dart appeared in his wrist, and he threw it from a distance with a very stable aim.

Yun Zhongfei walked down the street. The gang of thieves already had to move forward, but they still left six or seven people standing on the eaves and frequently used hidden weapons to attack. It was just under the moonlight, which really caused a lot of trouble for the young man.

However, the sword movement was still in order, and he showed no sign of weakness against more than a dozen men in black.

The danger was short, most of the dozens of black-clothed men in front of him were equipped with short swords, so they were already inferior. Moreover, Yun Zhong's swordsmanship was very changeable, which made it even more difficult to control him. He had to rely on a few people from high up to make a sneak attack with arrows and flying knives from his sleeves.

But in Baihao

The more than ten days in the mountains have not been wasted by the young man. His footwork is much better than before. Even if he is in a low place, he can still dodge hidden weapons coming from all directions with his dexterity.

There's a little bit of congestion.

Seeing that there was no victory after a long fight, but several people had died, the leader frowned, blew a short whistle, and immediately left with a group of people without stopping.

Apart from two or three corpses and the cold autumn wind, there was nothing else on the long street.

"Young man's ability is quite extraordinary. Do you dare to ask which sect he comes from?"

On the long street, someone spoke softly, stepping on the bluestone with their boots, walking slowly towards the lonely and desolate place.

Yun Zhong put away his sword and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The person who came here was very short and looked very rickety, like an ordinary child, but his voice was like a bell ringing, which was particularly strange. Although he was dressed as a scholar, he was wearing a pendant with a handle that was long enough to reach the ground.

The sword is even more weird.

The young man laughed softly and did not rush forward. Instead, he asked curiously, "There are many masters in the caravan. I wonder if you can be among them?"

The visitor smiled coldly and replied, "Since the young man came down from Baihao Mountain, he should have known that today's disaster would happen. It doesn't matter whether he is a master or not." Then he looked at the young man up and down, and his withered face had a slightly happy look. "Those days before.

Although ten people have no choice but to win over a kid like you, no

The Guoxiu arrows have already been contaminated with strong poison. Even the countless masters of internal martial arts can't resist it. Their strength will be lost within three to five hours, and most of them die miserably. If the young man cherishes his life, why not be used by my caravan, Baihumen

If the force is small, it will be destroyed by my caravan, so why bother?"

The young man looked over his left shoulder and frowned slightly.

When the group of men in black retreated just now, they couldn't dodge, and a sleeve arrow from the vagina pierced the left shoulder. Now when I looked at the meridians, there was indeed a cold air flowing. It was probably the poison that the withered scholar said, although it was difficult to stop the circulation.

, but it has not yet penetrated deep into the bones.

"I just stayed in Baihao Mountain for two days. The caravan behaved like this, trying to get rid of me quickly. It can be said that it is difficult to tolerate people. How can such a gang be allowed to come and go at will? I am afraid that if you take one step, you will not be able to leave even half a step for the rest of your life.

"although

The poison entered the body, but Yun Zhong did not panic, and only replied calmly, "The foundation of any sect is morality. The master of the Baihu Sect has not been tit-for-tat everywhere, so why bother trying to kill him step by step?

Pressure will never win people's hearts."

"So, the young hero plans to go all the way to the dark side?" The withered-faced scholar licked his lips, his words were as dry as the crackling of dead leaves, and he said with a sinister smile, "I like to strangle young people who have just entered the world.

, this world is not a place that you young children like you should come to. Since you have great ambitions in your arms, it shouldn't be an exaggeration to die in it, right?"

"I am the South Wall."

After saying this, without waiting for the young man to respond, the ugly-looking scholar lifted up his sleeves and suddenly threw out hundreds of flying needles.

Among the helmsmen of the caravan, Mi Yuhuai was not sleepy at all. He was sitting in front of the lamp in his cotton robe, drinking tea with the same person. Although it was only early autumn, the terrain here was quite high, and it was inevitable that it would be a little lonely at night, and the charcoal fire had not yet been lit.

The weather is not that warm compared to the winter months, so I wear cotton robes to keep out the cold.

"We are sending out men today. The battle is huge. I don't expect that young man to escape." The man serving the tea had a majestic eyebrow, but his face was marred by a scar from his nose to the back of his neck, making him look ferocious. Seeing Mi Yuhuai's face, he said

He couldn't help but said with relief, "It's just a person around 14 or 15 years old."

No matter how young a young man is, no matter how powerful he is compared to his peers, how can he be the opponent of a grandmaster? Everyone knows that Mi Zongfeng has clever calculations, so why would he bother himself?" Mi Yuhuai sneered, put down the light on his hand, raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, and then

He tightened his cotton robe tightly before speaking slowly, "You and I have seen a lot of strange things in the world. A child who was born blind can memorize the structure of the government prison for thousands of steps by relying on the power of his ears and the direction of the weak wind.

In the middle, there is no mistake or omission; he was obviously born with one arm and practiced martial arts halfway.

A middle-aged man, after practicing swordsmanship for a year, he will go straight to the realm of half-step master. I would rather that young man is mediocre, but if he is really mediocre, how can he be on the mountain with the arrogance of the leader of the White Husect?

Staying for more than ten days? In my opinion, that young man is definitely an extraordinary person."

When the man heard this, he hung the tea in the air and frowned in thought for a moment.

"The leader of the gang has killed dozens of people, plus Mr. Mei Lang, who has held the title of Grandmaster for nearly ten years. Logically speaking, this formation is enough to fight against the two new Grandmasters. If nothing else can be done, I'm afraid

That young man’s martial arts has already established himself as one of the best in the world, why does Mi Gongfeng value that young man so much?”

Mi Yuhuai nodded, almost without thinking, knocked on the table and said, "The entire Fengyou County gang is under the caravan. If the first enemy is the white gourd gate Ye Zhai, the second level is the mountain gate.

Among those masters, the third one is the turn of the two young heroes, a man and a woman. A few days ago, when the Baihu Sect recruited many disciples, I secretly sent a gang to disguise themselves and join the team to investigate, record the names of the disciples, and then

It's that young man."

"If you think about it carefully, in the past ten years, Ye Zhai has rarely gone down the mountain. The young hero must not be a relative, so how can he be entrusted with such an important task? Moreover, it is very important for the gang to recruit disciples, even if they are relatives or old friends.

Can the younger generation be entrusted with peace of mind and almost never show up from the beginning to the end?"

The man with the ferocious scar on his face said nothing, but frowned more and more. After a long time, he said, "I'm afraid it's too late to add more people now. If we count the time, Mei Langjun and his gang have already taken action.

We can wait until dawn for the news to arrive before making plans."

Mi Yuhuai closed his eyes, and the tapping on the edge of the table with his two fingers gradually slowed down. It took about two cups of tea before he slowly opened his eyes.

"By the time dawn comes, the sure-kill situation has been broken. Why not take advantage of the darkness and send another person to quickly go to Gushan City to share the helm, and add two more masters, then we can get the sure-kill situation. Even if Mei Langjun succeeds,
Chapter completed!