Qiu Bosong was so humiliated by Han Lingxiao's words that he felt a suffocation in his chest with nowhere to vent, and he heard the laughter and jeers around him getting louder and louder. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.
, suddenly his long beard was dyed scarlet.
Zhan Meiling hurriedly stepped forward to support Qiu Bosong, then glared at Han Lingxiao and said: "A generation of famous swordsmen only use conspiracy and tricks to harm people. Murong Zhuo's generals are all such useless people who live up to their reputation.
Are you a coward?"
Han Lingxiao's face showed a look of intolerance, but he just said lightly: "The first is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, the third is to attack, and the last is to attack the city. I advise your faction to retreat in the face of difficulties and withdraw this attack as soon as possible.
The power of the city prevents you from falling into the inferior position and being ridiculed by others."
Everyone listened to Han Lingxiao's eloquent words and couldn't help but cheer in unison. Mu Yun also said with emotion: "What a Lone Star Sword. It can defeat the enemy's soldiers without fighting. It is really powerful."
Yan Ting said angrily: "What's so great about it? It will only make others work hard, but he himself is happy to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers."
"What's even more deplorable is that the one who worked so hard was actually willing to do it. He looked like he was being sold and helped pay for the beating. Humph! You idiot!"
Not to mention how the two of them disagreed with each other, Han Lingxiao said righteously and righteously: "Having said this, I wonder if Qiu Laoliu can fulfill the previous agreement?"
Qiu Bosong reluctantly suppressed the sweet taste in his throat and said in a hoarse voice: "That's all, after today there will be no one like me in the martial arts world. Qiu has no virtue and incompetence, and he doesn't dare to mislead his disciples. The disciples here can leave as they wish.
I don’t care if I choose anyone else, so I’ll take my leave.”
After saying this, he threw the sword on the ground, turned around and left resolutely. Zhan Meiling wanted to stop him, but was worried that he would bully his elders with his young and be criticized.
At this moment, Shentu Li suddenly stood up from his seat, moved his body slightly and stood in front of Qiu Bosong, and then said in a loud voice: "Stay."
Qiu Bosong was extremely short while Shentu Li was extremely tall. The contrast was really huge. Qiu Bosong lowered his head and sighed: "I understand my brother's good intentions, but I have to leave."
Shentu Li said disapprovingly: "Three tricks, no victory or defeat, can force you to give up thirty years of hard training?"
Qiu Bosong gritted his teeth and still said in a low voice: "People have no faith and don't know their merits. Since I made a promise in public, how can I break my promise and get rich?"
Shentu Li said coldly: "There is no need to be pretentious, because you have already won."
Qiu Bosong was stunned when he saw Shentu suddenly point at Lei Heng and shouted in a deep voice: "He took five swords from you and was already seriously injured without realizing it. Watch carefully!"
His last sound was like the roar of bells and drums. Lei Heng's ears suddenly hurt sharply. He groaned and fell to the ground, fainting.
Han Lingxiao didn't expect that Shen Tu Li would do this, and quickly stepped forward to set up Lei Heng, while using his kung fu to heal his injuries, he said angrily: "Shen Tu Li, this is the second time you have used this gold-piercing jade whistle today.
Yes, but by confusing right and wrong and hiding one's ears and stealing the bell, how can one block the mouths of all the people in the world?"
Shen Tu Li turned a deaf ear and waved his hand and shouted: "Save me all the childishness. If you can hold my sword without falling down, Shen Tu Li will commit suicide on the spot!"
Just as he finished speaking, he saw a giant devouring the sky, and black clouds smashing over Han Lingxiao's head with the force of a city!
Han Lingxiao's expression changed, and he sent Lei Heng backward with his left hand, and used his right hand to use ten power to meet Shentu Li's sudden slash.
When everyone saw this, they all exclaimed in surprise. They never expected that Shentu Li would take action as soon as he said it, but Han Lingxiao's sword did not come out of its sheath and only faced the enemy with one palm. Isn't this too much?
Not as fast as the exchange of palms and swords in an instant, Han Lingxiao not only refused to retreat, but also made a circle with his left palm and slashed towards Shentu Li's ribs.
Everyone was in a state of incomprehensible wonder when they heard Shentu snort coldly. The giant biting sword gained another three points of power, but they ignored Han Lingxiao's sharp slash.
Then there was another bang, and Shen Tuli only swayed slightly, but Han Lingxiao groaned, Huo Di knelt down on one knee, and his face instantly became extremely pale.
Shentu Li had no intention of stopping, and his expression was clearly full of ridicule. He lowered his giant sword and said coldly: "You are old after all."
This statement really makes people confused. Han Lingxiao looks to be in his thirties, even younger than Shen Tuli. Why did Shen Tuli say such sarcastic words? Is he deliberately mocking the opponent for his lack of strength?
Han Lingxiao knelt down on one knee, his right palm still supporting him tenaciously, and he gasped: "Good boy...how on earth did you...see it?"
This voice was completely different from the previous one. It really sounded like he was older. Everyone was dumbfounded and had no idea what Han Lingxiao was up to.
Shen Tu Li Meifeng Yixuan said calmly: "First, although Han Lingxiao is cunning, he is not as noisy as you. Second, the move you just made revealed the skills of the Beggar Gang. Third, there is always something in you.
It's a disgusting smell. Because of these three points, Qian Liben, your painting is not worth a penny."
"Han Lingxiao" smiled miserably and said: "I have told you before that you look stupid and rough, but you are actually a ghost. It's a pity that the gang leader did not accept his advice and pushed you to Li Yuanzong. Alas... I regret it.
It's too late, it's too late to regret it."
Shentu Li shook his head and said: "The past is over, there is no need to talk nonsense. Murong Zhuo will not be seen within a stick of incense. Next year, today will be the death anniversary of your elder Qian and shopkeeper Qian. I want to see if he will let go of you."
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The name "Han Lingxiao" was Qian Liben, but he showed no fear when he heard this. Instead, he said calmly: "Well, it's time for me to return to my old position today, but as the saying goes, people are about to die.
You are good at what you say, I will tell you one last time, Master Murong is indeed not in the house at this moment."
Shentu Li said with a serious face: "Since you are stubborn to the end, you have nothing to say. A total of 412 people from the Kongtong sect are here. Today, they will raze Chaotian Tower to the ground and kill Murong Zhuo."
That cowardly person would dig it out."
After saying that, he saw a fierce anger on his face, and the power of the Giant Devouring Sword was pressed forward again. It was as if Mount Tai pressed down on the top, unstoppable.
Qian Liben finally couldn't hold on any longer. He knelt down with both legs and put his left palm on the ground. It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength.
When everyone saw this scene, they immediately became excited. At that moment, several people shouted and jumped into the field and rushed towards Shentu Li.
When Zhan Meiling saw this, she sneered coldly and raised her delicate hands slightly. Those people staggered and fell to the ground as if they were drunk.
Zhan Meiling is known as the Fairy of the Five Poisons. For her, this move is just a small test. She walked into the field and said tepidly: "Who else?"
There was a moment of silence in the field. Just as Zhan Meiling showed a sarcastic smile, she heard someone say in a deep voice: "I'm here to teach you."
Zhan Meiling's bright eyes turned, she focused her gaze slightly and said: "This young hero Ling Zhao, the West Wulin is not a place for your Wutai sect to run wild. If my third senior brother really meant to hurt you just now, you would never be so relaxed right now.
You're free, so it's better not to humiliate yourself."