More than a dozen big red lanterns rose from the stage, illuminating the surrounding ground. Several actors wearing gorgeous clothes were singing and performing tunes similar to Huangmei Opera, which were endless and vivid.

Let’s hear the actress sing “Sanlang goes to Beijing without any news. He is pitiful to the lonely man in his family, and hates that the servant is like a thief, who robs my wealth and blames me for…”

The eyes were clear and the tone was sad and touching. There were applause and applause from the audience. A middle-aged man in old school clothes was holding a copper plate and shuttled through the crowd. The sound of copper coins falling in the plate kept coming. The man turned around, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and glanced at the plate, and his old face suddenly showed joy.

Suddenly, the man's smile froze and blocked the copper plate in his hand. However, with a clanging sound, he happened to have a sharp long sword, and the copper coins fell all over the floor. It was a pity that the man hurriedly rolled around again, avoiding the curtain of the stage and stretched out two long swords.

The man then jumped onto the stage, lifted the secret wall on the wooden board, took out a dark spear, and shouted loudly: "Which brother in the Tao, what kind of revenge do you have with me, He? Please make it clear."

However, no one responded, and only a series of "puff puff" sounds in the air were heard. The dozen or so lanterns hung on the bamboo pole were shot down by hidden weapons. The fire was full of a while, and then it turned into a dimness.

Only then was someone hiding in the dark and laughing strangely, "He Tongshan, I didn't expect that you would hide here after the Qingyuan Escort Agency, but you asked the brothers to find it easy. Now I won't make things difficult for you and your daughter. As long as you hand over that thing, everything will be easy to say."

When the man heard this, his whole body trembled as if he had recognized the man's voice. His eyes suddenly turned red and he said angrily: "It's you, you're here just right. I will use this iron spear to pierce a few holes on you to avenge Li Biao and the others."

"Hmph, don't know the current affairs!"

A snow-white light cut through the night and rushed towards the man, like a storm. The latter was holding a gun flower, like the crabapple that was unwilling to lie dormant, with swords and guns fighting each other, jingling.

Suddenly, the man snorted angrily, "The Sword of the Rain has not been clear yet! It's you?" The man covered his shoulder with his right hand, and bleeding beads oozing out of his fingers. He was injured. The actress exclaimed before, pulled out a long sword from the backstage and rushed up, but was stopped by the man.

The sword light paused, revealing a short man wearing a gray robe with a fierce look on his face. The sword in his hand was slowly dripping blood on the ground.

"He Tongshan, it seems that you are old and have the title of "Impermanence Gun". Even if I haven't even taken over my seventeen swords, I'm talking about avenging Qingyuan Escort Agency. I think you should hand over that thing. For the sake of our friendship in the past, we can let you get out of the way."

The man snorted coldly, but his heart was a little shaken. If he were the only one here, he wouldn't have a fight. But when he looked at his somewhat panicked daughter, he was silent and struggled hard.

The hand holding the gun was trembling a little. The gun that was originally easy to do was feel extremely heavy at this moment. He knew that he had lost, so he fought hard with the injured gun, and he didn't know how many moves he could block the man in front of him.

But if you hand that thing over to the person in front of you, how can you ensure that he can do nothing? You must know that this person is a cruel and ruthless person. That thing has too much to ensure that he will not kill someone to silence him. He is in a dilemma and sweats profusely.

Chen Hao hid away with the scattered crowd just after the incident, but did not go far, hiding in the darkness of the street corner, bringing everything that happened in front of him into his eyes.

Despite this, he did not go forward to rescue him with a hatchet. Not to mention that he was shorter or longer, he saw the skill of the Storm Sword. However, the people he saw in the martial arts hall were much more wise and were sure to take action to rescue him. That was righteous. Not sure to take action to get himself in. That was stupid.

Unfortunately, things went as expected. Just when Chen Hao was about to retreat quietly, a gust of wind came from behind him, and his body suddenly became cold. He rushed forward with a sensation, but he heard a clamor, and a coolness on his back. He woke up and realized that the clothes on his back were cut into a big mouth. After a while, he was scared and hurriedly moved a few steps on the ground and stood up.

"Who is it?" Chen Hao pulled out the hatchet around his waist and said in a slight and ruthless manner.

But a hoarse voice laughed in a low voice: "Cutting hatchet? Interesting! Which fire maker are you from? You have some skills and can avoid my sword, but you won't be so lucky next time. Don't blame me for being ruthless, just blame you for seeing things you shouldn't see."

Chen Hao was shocked. He could not feel the opponent's position and did not know where the next attack came from. He had to tighten his whole body as a horn bow, and the hatchet in his hand kept waving, not asking for merit, but asking for self-protection.

The killer in the dark was already frowning. In his eyes, Chen Hao's every move was unruly, and it was definitely not like a hand gesture he had practiced. If it weren't for the rapid sword curtain formed by a hatchet dance, he would have rushed over and solved it with a knife. Even so, he was not very worried. You must know that the other party's physical strength would not be exhausted in a long time when waving with a high frequency like this.

However, as time went by, the man began to feel something was wrong. The fireworker boy in front of him actually had amazing physical strength, and the hatchet was still dazzled as before. He gradually felt impatient. If he spent too much effort on this kid who had no force at all, he would probably be teased by his colleagues.

With a clanging sound, the two soldiers fought each other, but the sword suddenly turned. His face changed. Such a force was not like a person with no force at all. Could this kid be born with divine power?

He didn't believe in evil and slashed out again, but felt a force greater than before coming, which numb half of his body. He staggered back several steps, looking at the gap in the long sword, looking disbelief.

Chen Hao was also in a difficult situation at this time. He was extremely nervous and had no experience in fighting with others. He had to use all his strength to splash the water wielded by the hatchet, and his arms were already a little sore. Fortunately, the killer hidden in the dark finally couldn't help but step forward, otherwise he wouldn't know what to do.

Unexpectedly, the killer in front of him was soft and had no strength. He was led by himself in a slight manner. Chen Hao suddenly realized that it was because he had seen the skills of the Shura Sword before and misjudged the force of these people, which led to the current result.

Thinking of this, Chen Hao suddenly felt confident. He waved the hatchet and instead of retreating. Thinking that he had almost been attacked by the person in front of him, he felt an inexplicable ruthlessness.

The killer barely used the long sword in his hand to stumble a few times, his muscles and bones were numb, and he wanted to retreat, so he used his steps to leave, but Chen Hao was reluctant to let go. He shouted loudly, and a shocking force emerged from his feet, and a loud bang stomped the ground, and his whole person rushed out several meters away like a cheetah. He caught up with the killer in his hand. With a wave of the hatchet, blood splattered.

The killer slowly fell to the ground with a look of reluctance, revealing Chen Hao, who was panting behind him, and looking at the blood-stained hatchet in his hand, he was still a little dazed.

He killed someone, surprisingly, there was no discomfort in his heart. Is there still blood and indifference hidden in his bones? Chen Hao couldn't believe it.

But after a moment, he held the hatchet in his hand tightly and turned around slowly, throwing away all the messy thoughts. He figured it out that if he didn't kill the killer, he would be killed. Between killing and being killed, he made a clear choice.

There was a riot in the darkness, and some people exclaimed, thinking that someone had discovered everything that was happening in the street corner, and there were many shadows. I don’t know how many people rushed over. He clenched his palms and looked determined.

...

With a "puff", Chen Hao slowly pulled his palm out of the other party's chest, and the hideous bright red blood flowed down his arms with a pig iron color.

That was the characteristic after using the "Xuan Iron Transformation". The mysterious power in his body had saved him several times. However, he felt exhausted and was vaguely unable to stand firmly.

All this happened within half a quarter of an hour. When the Shura Sword noticed this, the last killer had slowly fallen down. His brows froze and wanted to come over. Suddenly, he stopped again and stared at Chen Hao tightly, as if he wanted to engrave him into his bones. He snorted angrily, turned around with some reluctance, and disappeared into the darkness.

Chen Hao looked puzzled. Although he was quite brave on the corner of the street, he thought he was still a little different from the skills of the Shura Sword. The other party clearly saw something, and only after he had concerns could he stop at the battle.

At this time, the actress in the costume had already helped the middle-aged man come over. She first thanked Chen Hao for his gratitude. After offering a few taels of silver and was rejected, she was rejected, but she bowed to the darkness and said.

"I, He Tongshan, have taken over the friendship between Chengfengwu Pavilion today, and the owner of Liang Pavilion will be there for a date in the future."

Cheng Fengwu Pavilion? The owner of the museum, Chen Hao, suddenly realized that the Shura Sword must have felt that there was a master hiding, so he retreated unwillingly.

He Tongshan turned around and walked more than ten steps away, but suddenly someone shouted in the darkness: "Slow down!", and his whole body suddenly stiffened.

The sound fell, and a figure came out of the darkness. He had a tall and fat little beard, and he was not dressed like a warrior, but like a rich man. He was not the head of Chengfeng Martial Arts Hall, but who was Liang Zhengqi?

He opened his thick lips and said, "The famous Wuchang Gun came to my place and left straight. Wouldn't it be that outsiders told us that we were not well-received? Let's go back with Liang to have a cup of tea and reminisce about the past."

He Tongshan stopped and turned around slowly, but sneered: "Why should Master Liang hide his head and tail when speaking? If you ask He to stay, I'm afraid it's just for that thing."

When Liang Zhengqi heard this, his brows frowned slightly, his smile was closed, and he said, "It's good that people don't say secret words. Liang's idea was to make that thing. Who told me that things were too eye-catching? I got that great opportunity. I think as long as I am a secular person, no one wants to miss it!"

After saying that, he sighed again, turned the pair of exquisite jade lions on his palms and said in a deep voice, "Brother He, you still understand the principle of guilt for possessing a treasure, and you should hand him over it."

He Tongshan suddenly laughed like crazy, but his voice sounded extremely miserable. He slowly took out a token from his arms and murmured: "Forget it, just for such a thing, my Qingyuan Escort Agency killed more than 40 times. Ascension to the Immortal Order, Immortal? I, He, dare not do this immortal, take it!" After saying that, he threw the things in his hand hard and hit Liang Zhengqi like lightning.

"Ascending the Immortal Order?" Chen Hao's whole body was shocked, but he saw the owner of the Liang Pavilion stretching out his slightly fat two fingers and clamping them forward, and he had already securely held the token in his hand.
Chapter completed!