Chapter 10

All the people present frowned and felt that the man's tone was rude. They regarded more than a thousand heroes here as if they had nothing. When silk did not give Liu Zhengfeng face, they looked back and saw four men in yellow at the gate.

The leader is about 40 years old, medium build, unusually thin, with two moustaches on his upper lip. He has been recognized by those with a wide range of knowledge. This is Fei bin, the great Songyang hand of Songshan sect. The two behind him are even bigger. They are ding Mian, the tota hand, Lu Bai, the crane hand, and the 13 Taibao of Songshan. They even came to the top three, which really gave Liu Zhengfeng great face.

Hold high a five-color brocade flag, which is covered with pearls and gems. When it is displayed, it emits a brilliant treasure light. Many people knew the flag, and their hearts were full of awe: "the flag of the leader of the Wuyue sword sect has arrived!"

The others were still confused, but Liu Zhengfeng already knew their intentions. Holding the tables and chairs beside him, he said faintly: "it's the command flag of the left alliance leader of Songshan sect! Three younger martial brothers, just don't know how many disciples of Songshan sect have come. Let's show up together!"

His tone was very bad, which surprised all the heroes present. I don't know what happened, or Liu Zhengfeng had a holiday with Songshan sect. Nun Dingyi trembled and said, "brother Liu, what's the situation and what's the matter? Please sit down and talk about it slowly. Wuyue sword sect is like one another. You can't let outsiders see jokes!"

Liu Zhengfeng looked solemn and said to nun Dingyi, "nun, it's not me Liu Zhengfeng who pestered against us, but his old left thief who deceived people too much. He not only interfered in the internal affairs of the other four factions, but also planned to kidnap Liu's family! Come on, bring me those snacks!"

At his command, the children of liumen poured out of the inner hall, all carrying knives and swords, and stood on guard against the people of Songshan. More than a dozen Songshan disciples in yellow clothes were tied with tendons and big ropes, with swords on their shoulders, neatly escorted by the disciples of liumen, kneeling in a row.

All the people present were shocked. Some of them without masks were disciples who often walked around on Song Mountain. Many people recognized them. Nun Dingyi couldn't help saying: "Fei bin, what does Zuo Meng master mean? To threaten Liu Xiandi's family, I saw a flash of the dart in his hand, and a dim cold light went to Fei bin. The silver light was fleeting. People only saw a flash of the silver light, and Chen ang had nothing in his hand. A dart quickly shot at Fei Bin's left eye.

Fei bin was shocked when he looked at the fierce dart. He plunged into the stone brick under his feet, and his muscles were twisted. His body was like a big spring full of power. He opened it with a bang and suddenly moved three feet to avoid Chen Ang's dart.

At the same time, he twisted his feet and turned his body in the air. Unexpectedly, he followed this force, turned his body in the direction of Chen ang, rushed to him, and the cold light of his right hand flashed. A three foot long sword cut through the sky, and a sharp sword pierced Chen Ang's heart.

Heart piercing sword.

Song Mountain's sword technique is rigorous and majestic. He is good at imposing. When he uses it in Fei Bin's hands, it will be like thousands of troops galloping. Where it is just fierce, it is better than the three foot lathe long crossbow. In front of him, there is an inch of steel wall, which can also be pierced.

When the sword came, Chen ang felt hard to breathe. His eyes were a little dull and a strange blue light. Liu Zhengfeng beside him felt his hair stand up, but Chen ang seemed to feel nothing. He still looked at Fei bin calmly. When Liu Zhengfeng wanted to draw his sword to resist, he suddenly felt a light in his hand.

A long fine steel sword "shuddered!" came out of its scabbard and was held in Chen Ang's hand. When Chen ang pointed his toes, he flew flat. His broad sleeved robe was like a big bird flying in the air. The long sword in his hand was slightly staggered, as if shaking, and the sword tip was free, but Fei bin felt vital and numb.

"Clang!" sounded a loud noise. Fei Bin's long sword was resisted. It turned out that Chen ang bent into a twisted bow with the tip of the sword to the tip of the sword. Fei bin looked up and looked at Chen Ang's eyes, but he saw a blue ice cold, indifferent as the cold ice of Tianshan Mountain, which made his eyes tingle slightly.

Before he could react, their long swords suddenly burst open, and Fei Bin's sword handle trembled violently, buzzing and shaking, which made him almost unable to hold it. However, Chen ang used this force to stir the long sword into a sword flower and stir it up along Fei Bin's sword body, like a dragon tearing Fei Bin's long sword open.

The mastery of power is exquisite.

Fei bin could not have imagined that someone could use the sword technique like this. It was impossible to master such power. He quickly released the handle of the sword in his hand. Unfortunately, it was still a step late. This dragon like sword flower was twisted on his right wrist, and one hand was sprinkled with hot blood and turned into a pool of meat mud.

Chen angfei kicked up and hit him on the chest. Fei bin was shocked, vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Younger martial brother!" "younger martial brother Fei", Ding Mian and Lu Bai exclaimed and wanted to come forward to hold him, but Liu Zhengfeng took a step forward and stopped them with a horizontal sword.