"Linjiangxian" did not have time to respond to the Anti-Jin Alliance? They were all there to serve their Supreme Emperor.

It is really weird that the Supreme Emperor is unfathomable, his martial arts are unfathomable, and his mind is clear-headed. He likes not to wear a shirt and chop firewood with a machete. He likes to lie on a tiger-skin chair and pour half a drop of wine overturned and refuses to leave it for others. He also likes to tear a scar on his left face in front of the bronze mirror and laughs silly...

Just such a stupid and stupid person, there are thirteen beautiful women who are pushing forward and urging him, willingly serving or following him! The local emperor of Linjiangxian is confused and quizzed, looking at each other and sighing: Oh, why don’t you say that “being able to fight” in troubled times is the most important thing!

Thirteen stunning beauties first mistakenly counted the little boy named Wang Jian. Because at first glance, his pretty side face looks particularly like a girl, and he had to apply mud on his face to turn black to distinguish between male and female.

Despite this, Wang Jian was really a tough guy in his heart. He always used firewood, hunting, dancing knives, and guns to prove that he was not as weak as he looked, and he really had a strong interest in various weapons and a habit of collecting various weapons. After picking up a pair of long and short swords on the side of the road, Wang Jian took the weapon of the man in black, which was smashed by a mirror by the green-faced beast, and he always wanted to think about how to practice this stick weighing 200 kilograms in the past few days.

"Master, Master! How to use this weapon?" Unable to figure it out, Wang Jian and Yu Jie pulled out the green-faced beast again and went to the Great Saint Mountain behind the bandit's nest to learn double swords while practicing sticks.

As a result, the two little brothers were dumbfounded to find that this heavy object that required them to lift the force. The master and his elder brother weighed it up with one finger! He first pressed, covered, and hammered it, and made them realize that this weapon of the stick was used in this way. Then he started playing in his hands like a firewood stick... Wang Jian and Yu Jie looked at it and stared at it left and right and looked at it. He swung the thing out of the sky and threw it away and disappeared...

"Ah!" Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, then woke up from a very anxious mood, "Master did it on purpose!"

Yu Jie had a bad temper and directly beat the green-faced beast: "Give back my brother's weapons!"

After all, the children turned against each other and sat down together and howled: "I'll pay for my stick!"

"Oh..." The green-faced beast noticed that the two children didn't like him and touched the back of his head with a sad look. It was indeed his fault. He was so happy that he quickly got off the cliff and went to find them...

Wang Jian and Yu Jie waited until noon, but the green-faced beast had no news. The two of them were determined to each other that "the master will definitely come back." After a long time, they did not respond. Kongshan could only respond and worry and anxiety. "Where did the master fall and faint?" They dared not tell Sister Jingzi that it was not because they bullied the master, after all, Sister Jingzi herself bullied...but Sister Jingzi repeatedly told them not to practice swords and sticks to avoid being eye-catching.

"What should I do? Waiting like this is not a solution! Should I find someone to go down the cliff and go to find my master?" Yu Jie's anger had long since faded. He thought about countermeasures. Wang Jian also wiped his tears and leaned to the edge of the cliff, but he was dizzy after looking at it: "Okay, go and deploy, I'm here to guard..."

When Wang Jian glanced northward, he couldn't help but say more: "By the way, I heard that in addition to this 'Great Saint Mountain', there is also a 'Soul Gathering Pass' in the Guanchuan River area. The former alliance king of the Anti-Jin League and the off-road Hong Hanshu fought a battle of a decisive country... It should be higher than this mountain, and I don't know how far away it is from here."

"Hey, have you heard stories about storytelling?" Yu Jie and he were both afraid that something might happen to his master and that Sister Jingzi scolded him, but they also became very enthusiastic when they mentioned the heroic deeds of the Anti-Jin League. When they talked with conscience, they put their master's life and death aside!

For boys of their age, purple clouds inlaid with helmets, gilded armor, dragon horses under their seats, swords on their hands, endless battlefields, and crushing the flesh and blood of all enemies. The old men who talk about books in teahouses often dedicate their preferences, describing the alliance king as three heads and six arms, avoiding the many tragedies of his young man's gray hair and family misfortune.

"Of course! I just heard a few words in my hometown, but I only got a little more after I arrived in Longyou. The Alliance King is also a great hero who practices double swords!" Wang Jian vividly described everything he knew, and at the same time raised his sword with both hands and waved several moves.

Suddenly, a white shadow popped out of the mountain, and threw Wang Jian to the ground without any warning. He immediately pressed him and his knife under him. Then the man in white shouted at the foot of the mountain that Wang Jian and Yu Jie couldn't understand: "It's true that's here! Fifth brother, eighth sister and ninth sister, come quickly!"

"Help!" Wang Jian was stunned by the man in white as soon as he shouted. Yu Jie's face changed drastically, but he was forced to calm down. While sending a letter to the Linjiangxian General Hall, he took several steps back: "You, you, who are you?!" Yu Jie felt unsure. In broad daylight, I really don't know how many people could see this communication tool made by the Linjiangxian bandits in time.

The man in white was dressed in casual clothes, and his facial features were not from Song Dynasty, but he could not tell whether he was Jin or Xixia? Yu Jie was not as capable as his uncle, and he only knew that he was handsome in his thirties and had the temperament of a young man.

However, he stood up to face Yu Jie, and he still smiled as if he was about to answer Yu Jie. He suddenly closed the fan and stabbed Yu Jie in the chest as if he was holding an iron stick. He was so vicious that he could not observe his words and expressions at all. If Yu Jie had not been young and had a plan, he would have pretended to be scared to the ground before he changed his face, and he would have been chased by this fan and stabbed to death on the spot.

Even though he avoided the vital points, the wind of the fan brushed over Yu Jie's head, which made him faint for a long time.

When I woke up again, I vaguely saw another man with a sword and a sword-bearing two-shoulder beside the man who was shoulder. Of course, Yu Jie couldn't understand most of their conversations. He tried his best to tell them that they called the man with a sword-bearing men "Tuli", and the sword-bearing men were called "Maobasi", and the sword-bearing two-shou was vaguely called "Ah Ning" and "A Mi". In addition, there were more than a dozen people who looked like followers, basically wearing black casual clothes.

Ning and Mi should be sisters, because they have similar oval faces, light eyebrows, slightly curly hair, wheat-colored skin and watery fox eyes. This combination actually combines a beautiful exotic style. The sister is taller, so she is better than her sister.

Yu Jie could only open his eyes and close his eyes. He felt a pain when his neck moved slightly. He thought that the hand that was so poisonous was so fierce. He was shocked suddenly, wondering what happened to his brother? Looking hard, Wang Jian is still lying at the feet of the four people, with everyone's cold eyes.

But these people obviously did not pay attention to Wang Jian. On the contrary, they didn't even look at him, but dragged him to his feet in disgust and studied the long and short swords he left to the ground... Yu Jie breathed a sigh of relief, "It was not for us", and saw that Wang Jian was as soft as the corpse, and couldn't help but feel sad and angry, "I can't kill all these evil people"!

It is normal for Yu Jie to not recognize these evil people and not understand the language. Although they are in Dingxi County, they are neither Jin nor Song nor Xixia—

Maobasi, who used the sword, and the fan, had fought with Lin Qian and his wife in Xiyan Valley in order to compete for Bai Qingzhou and his wife. They ranked fifth and twelfth among the Golden Tent Warriors of Genghis Khan, Mongolia.

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"Fifth brother, I just said I had seen that person appear nearby! As expected!" Tuoli whispered excitedly, his tone mixed with joy and sorrow. "It's a pity that when my thirteenth brother sneaked into this thief's nest with me a few days ago, he died in a blink of an eye. Before he could tell if it was that person..."

"You mean, these two swords belong to the one that Brother San hopes we will help Khan kill?" Aning thoughtfully and obviously knowledgeable. "But isn't that person said to be the king of the Anti-Jin Alliance of the Southern Song Dynasty? And I heard that he had died suddenly some time ago, how could he come here and give the sword to two little babies? Could it be wrong?"

"It's boring. It's not as interesting as killing a group of people after spending a lot of effort!" Ah Mi pouted, and it's okay to be upset.

"You don't understand. The third brother has met him once, and he has calculated that his fate is terrifying..." Tuoli is just as stunning as Ah Mi, but he turns his head and speaks to Aning on his own initiative, "I chase after him for several days, but I don't see him later. Later I found out that he has such a big background."

"Although he shouldn't be in this valley, this is indeed his weapon..." Maobasi frowned and picked up the swords and looked carefully. After a moment, his ears suddenly moved, and his eyes quickly signaled that someone else would come. The people and others immediately understood and retreated tacitly to find cover, and they dispersed completely in an instant.

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Yu Jie was happy and thought that his uncle, sister Jingzi and even the bandits in Linjiangxian all saw Xinbang and came to find someone. Unexpectedly, he did not recognize the seven men and one woman who flew up the next moment.

"Strange, it should be here." "I just heard the sound of the knife..." "But where is the knife?" "Oh, I'll say that's that coincidental?" "Search from Black Mountain and try..." "You can also expand the range." They all seemed to be injured and weak, and their voices were insufficient. Thank God, they finally spoke Chinese, and Yu Jie could understand it.

Unlike the few old men who had no emotions, the woman in blue was worried from her voice to her face: "He must be alive..." "He is not dead after the niece of the junior teacher." Only one old man comforted her.

"Why are there two boys lying here?" They were about to lean over to look at Wang Jian and Yu Jie, but suddenly the leading master said, "Who?!" Maobasi and other samurai were about to appear. The second-ranked old man had already swept the mountain with his sword. It turned out that they were not the ones they found?! Taia's sword intent was majestic and exciting, and he caught six men and one woman and seven uninvited guests from the other direction.

To be precise, it cannot be considered "catch", because the seven people were actively appeared by Wen Feng. The leader of the leader used a sword to stab the second master with a sword "Canghai Yulong" at the second master. Although the second master was injured, he could still try his best to take over it. But unlike the second master who just wanted to force them to appear, the man attacked him in three consecutive ways and was vicious and killed. Therefore, this single fight was not stable at the beginning, and the second master was soon cut by the other party and blood was dripping from his hands.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the third master immediately brought the Longyuan Sword to make up for the shortcomings. The man's younger brother quickly cut a sword and "Tengshe riding the fog". After a few rounds, the four people finally killed a match with two against two, but the other party was not satisfied with a draw. The third sister decisively used a move to "Fengyou Qianren" to join the melee. How could the fourth master continue to watch? He immediately jumped forward to block the fish intestine sword...

"It was originally a member of the Kunlun Sword Sect, the first in Xixia?" The master carefully identified it and learned a little.

But the leader on the opposite side was much more ignorant: "What are you pretending to be confused! You guys are so stupid in Xixia, just be fooled in my Xixia territory. It's really too much to commit crimes!" He ripped the sleeves of the second master's uncle with one sword, and the second master was shy and angry: "How about Kunlun Sect! I'll fight with you!"

Tuo Li, behind the huge rock, looked at it and found that there was indeed a person from the Kunlun Sect's twenty-eight constellations. It turned out that he was chasing the whereabouts of the Golden Tent Warriors along the way and came to Dingxi. Now the two men who were walking in the sword are the Qinglong Class and the Xuanwu Class. They once besieged Hong Hanshu in the desert with Tuo Li, so that two Golden Tent Warriors died on the spot. Kunlun Sect was also killed to only four masters, but at the same time, they forced Hong Hanshu to embark on the road of no return... It seems that the rest of the Kunlun Sect's presence were later added.

"Set up a formation." The seven old men didn't look like those who were good at explaining, nor did they say that they had never done it, and set up a formation to greet him whenever they had disagreement.

"Welcome to the enemy!" The Kunlun Sect had a bad temper and immediately formed a seven-star pearl formation.

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"One Seven Star Formation, one Seven Star Formation." After the stone queen, Ah Ning whispered the tip of the needle against the wheat.

"Sister Eighth Sister, I wonder what the difference is?" Tuoli hurriedly showed his attention.

"The former is stronger, and the sun, moon and five stars shine on the world." Ah Ning can see it at a glance.

"Sister Eighth Sister, I know so much." Tuoli smiled and continued to flatter.

"In order to find a princess over the years, I can't help but know something about it..." Ah Qian smiled and Ah Mi glanced at him disapprovingly.

Maobas also glared at them, signaling them to be less likely to be discovered: the other party's strength is not clear yet, so you can't go out to wade into muddy waters casually.

However, even if someone could find out about the battle group that was separated by a stone, they could not take care of them. When the attacks between the Seven Star Formation and the Seven Star Formation entered the white heat at a rapid speed, the sky was filled with sword lights and sword shadows, purple air and blue air, and the stars were moved. In the field of vision, the deep stars were knocked over, and then the huge sun and moon were cracked. Those who didn't know thought that the airflow and clouds in front of them were paved with the road, and inadvertently surrounded by the side was clearly the universe.

Fourteen people fought bravely and ruthlessly, only cared about themselves and children, so it was naturally difficult for Yu Jie and Wang Jian to save their sword fighting center. Yu Jie still thought that he would die, but unexpectedly, he was moved out of the battle by the extra sad woman. However, the woman, who was called "the niece of the junior teacher" by the old man was exhausted and as soon as he dragged away the two innocents, he fainted on the ground.

"It's not a meticulous work... Are you, Tianyan Sect? You're wrong, you're wrong!" After a long time of fighting, the confused brother of the Kunlun Sect realized that the seven old men on the other side were all famous ancient tools.

"Do you just fight and stop just stop!" The second master blushed and was still struggling with the shame on his sleeve. But the Kunlun Sect and Tianyan Sect, other than him, suddenly became much less hostile because they knew it was a misunderstanding.

Unfortunately, these two masters are not rough, and they cannot stop just by reducing hostility. The energy of the two formations has been continuously accumulated and has been rising in the early stage. By this time, they are boiling and continue to expand together. Unless who dies first, they cannot stop suddenly. The fourteen people are in a stalemate, and each of them has stuck in internal forces. Although they have already retreated, they cannot be separated for a while.

In this situation, the Mongolian Golden Tent Warriors after the huge rock were really cheap. Maobas said with an order and sneered in Chinese: "The ridiculous Kunlun Sect, the enemy cannot recognize it."

"It's you! You group of Mongolians have done it carefully! You sneaked into my Xixia and did something unjust!" The big brother of the Kunlun Sect was shocked. It would take a long time to withdraw the formation. Life and death were decided by the villain Maobasi.

"Mongolia?" Yu Jie was chewing these two words and found that Wang Jian would wake up at some point. Although he still couldn't move, he listened with his ears.

"So what? You can't even catch our shadow! You are so incompetent, and sooner or later you will destroy the country!" A Mi was arrogant and domineering, and her eyes lit up after laughing, "Fifth Brother, why should I take the opportunity to absorb their yang energy and practice qigong?"

Normal people should stop it, but Maubas nodded, his behavior was much more cruel than his appearance: "Be careful not to break the balance, you will capture and kill them after you take it."

"Okay!" A Mi was about to step forward, and Ah Ning quickly reminded: "Be careful..."

"Don't talk too much if you know!" A Mi was impatient and immediately approached and groped.

"What kind of demonic method!" "What do you want to do?!" The men of the Kunlun Sect and Tianyan Sect were shocked, especially the heroes of the Kunlun Sect knew that in recent Mongolian works, there were indeed women who absorbed yang energy to replenish themselves in order to practice pure Yin demon skills! Hearing this, they were all endangered, because as long as someone in the formation was surprised and left the qi inconsistent, they all had the sign of being disturbed and assaulted.

As Ah Mi was about to rub his hands, Maobasi was about to capture or kill the fourteen people, and the muscles on his face showed bloodthirsty and ferociousness, and the sword in his hand was already showing murderous aura. Suddenly, two heavy breaths came from the grass and trees a few feet away, as if they were rushing here to find that they did not dare to stand out after the melee, so they could hide. Maobasi was of course confident to eliminate the two casual people: "The top of the mountain is really lively, and no more people can stand!" His eyes were sharp, and the blade suddenly separated. There was a thin long chain in the middle, which was smashed straight into the grass and trees by the method of a meteor hammer. But when he heard two screams from the woman, Maobasi trembled and suddenly reduced his strength to wrap the two people around in front of him. Accompanied by a refreshing fragrance of the woman, two beauties fell to the ground in front of him.

"Sister Wang..." "Sister Gu..." Wang Jian and Yu Jie were all shocked. The beautiful man surnamed Wang fainted after falling over. Gu Yu was a little more courageous but was still shocked. After a while, he trembled: "Who are you! You dare to trek into Linjiangxian!"

Maobasi was shocked by her beauty for a while, and couldn't answer a word. He took off his squirting and sneered, smiling sinisterly: "Fifth Brother, you are lustful and want to steal the beauty, be careful that you sweat a lot..."

"What's the matter? Ah Ning and Ah Mi are not enough?" Maobasi is ruthless to the enemy, but he is really used to his own people.

A Mi received this praise proudly, but when she turned around, she saw Gu Yu's unyielding eyes, her face suddenly changed drastically, and she pointed at her: "This stinky girl stared at me and my sister! Take off her, since the fifth brother doesn't care, then you blind her eyes and cut her face!"

"Okay." The smile of the slut was closed, and the fan suddenly changed. Ying Yan called him sideways. Before Gu Yu could come back to his senses, he was facing the stern, except for the storm and sharp teeth, but he said that he could not escape from death.

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The rabbit rose and fell, but it seemed like a powerful and dispersed current passed through every inch of the skin of the head and then came out of the face! Gu Yu was shocked and let this invisible force pass through him in an instant. He was lucky enough to not die, but his headache was split - but he dared not close his eyes? He stared at the electric current in fear and turned into a ghost hand in front of him. He grabbed the wrist inside and quietly began to snatch his fan...

The ghost hand went first, and after the ghost body, there was no chain in the middle, but only the ghostly aura. Before Guyu could lose his beauty, the ghostly man had already existed in front of her to block her. He grabbed the fan of the blemish and fanned it backwards. The violent slash that the blemish could instinctively hit and the black poisonous sand that was poured into the fan of the blemish were all easily pressed onto the face and eyes of the blemish...

I heard a scream that lasted for a long time. The originally handsome face of the duck was destroyed in an instant, and one of my eyes was poisoned by myself and could not see it...

"It's him!" Maobasi was not sure if this monster was the master of the two swords on his waist. Although the man in his impression was a magnificent figure, he could not argue with the enemy, but this person... seemed to be wearing his clothes neatly...

"Kill!" All the followers of the Golden Tent warrior came forward, either in Mongolian or in Chinese. The green-faced beast thought that his robe was not worn heavy, so he turned around and picked up Guyu and lifted it casually. The swords, guns, swords and halberds that all the warriors were about to take off, and they were wrapped up under his robe and fell out of their hands...

"Bored." He didn't even look at them and their weapons, and moved Guyu and Wang Meiren to Wang Jian and Yu Jie one after another. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he looked innocent: "You... aren't you angry?"

"I'm not angry anymore! Master is so awesome!" Wang Jian and Yu Jie spoke in unison.

"Okay!" He clapped his hands, very happy.

Maobasi waited for him for a long time and actually showed such childish words and deeds. Looking back at the look of covering his face and unable to recover, he felt that all the warriors in the golden tent were humiliated here, and roared and pulled their swords to rush forward. Who doesn't know that his chain sword is fierce and fierce. Pushing and pulling and turning can show his waist and legs are fierce, and both ticks and chopping are both powerful and powerful. He also remembers that Lin Qian, a stern and chopping, was surprised by his "shocking and taking" when he competed with him in Xiyangu last year... However, this time he had no room for performance. His sword technique may be a metaphor for ordinary people to be a classic ink treasure, which is worthy of rendering and admiration, but for the monster in front of him, it is a garbage ghost painting talisman, and there is no need to describe it.

The weapon used by the monster in front of him was not a sword of resentment, but a staff weighing 200 kilograms. When he slowly came back, the three sides in front of him were filled with true energy. It is a pity that Maobasi's thousands of swords were obviously slashed like a mountain collapse and tsunami, but it was squeezed to pieces in one round. No matter how good he beats, it was meaningless! He finally recognized that it was the weapon of their thirteenth brother Tiemoil. Maobasi's own weapons almost flew away, and he almost died in one round... In a daze, the monster had already fought back and attacked for the second round, and he actually let him enter the defense line as still, and only then became conscious.

Facing the dilemma of not leaving any difficulties in his life, Maobasi, who was at a loss for the first time in his life, had to adjust all the internal forces that could be used all over his body, so that the nine dragons and nine elephants in his body were running at the same time, and finally he could earn the third round in front of this person. Even so, in the second round, he was slapped over by the monster with a stick, and when he retreated, he hovered several times before he could gain a foothold, and almost vomited the overnight meal. If he said that he thought he was standing at the peak of the world, the monster was clearly above the nine heavens!

"Although this is a Mongolian master, he is a Tubo master. There are thirteen levels of Dragon Elephant Prajna, and he has already mastered it very well..." When the master of Tianyanmen said, he forgot to give him effective information about Lin Qian. On the one hand, he was not sure about it.

Maobasi wanted to use all the sword techniques of pushing, pulling, chopping, snatching, wiping, digging, and cutting in this round, so that all the dragons and elephants in his body could be used and fought against each other. However, in the most perfect and dazzling moment of his life, he felt like there were hundreds of tons of yellow sand, thousands of acres of thunder, and thousands of acres of snow and rain in front of him, burying them at the place where he was...

Desperate and want to cry. If it is difficult to fight back, you can only protect yourself. Life is important! So when the opponent attacks once, he has to use a dragon to escape the shell. If he kills him once, he has to use an elephant to survive, without the usual thug temperament of life and death. The opponent doesn't know whether he is stupid or deliberately showing off. He clearly has a stick and insists on changing hands and arching each other left and right to chase him for twenty rounds, just like playing. He hides until the oil is gone. Not only is the rocks shattering and shaking, his internal strength seems to be disintegrated, and even looting... In a trance, he clearly sees some airflow, taking the initiative to go from himself to the stronger opponent, but the other party actually dislikes him...

"I'm afraid no matter how many levels it is, it's useless. It's just a training for that monster." The female swordsman, the number one in the Suzaku system of Kunlun School, laughed.
To be continued...