Qingfeng town at the foot of the mountain.

At the west end of the town, in a small humble teahouse, the atmosphere was dreary.

Wang Hu, who used to be a local snake in a small town, now kneels on the ground shaking. His face is ugly and his eyes are full of fear. He sticks his head to the ground and even gasps with some fear.

In front of the tea table, some people drink tea quietly, while dozens of people stand around in a gloomy way, silent.

"It's a good trip."

Tea drinkers are slender and elegant. On their calm face, their eyes are inexplicably cold.

Hearing this, Wang Hu quickly trembled: "these are small should do."

But the slender and elegant man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm very curious. Why didn't the Su family kill you?"

"The Su family, the jiuxiao sword clan, is merciful after all." The man didn't pay attention to Wang Hu. He just lowered his head to drink tea, narrowed his eyes, and murmured to himself, "I owe you the kindness of the Su family. Otherwise, how can I have a foothold in xiaoyaozong? Since even a green ruffian can't bear to kill him, it's better for him to die. "

Wang Hu couldn't help but get a fright. He didn't dare to breathe.

In front of the people, the status of the high, Wang Hu is not unable to guess. You know, the reason why Wang Hu was able to dominate Qingfeng town in the past was that Cao Xi, the third hall leader of the eagle Gang, was behind him. But now, the Tianying Gang Cao Xi died. Even the gang leader Jiang Biao, who had only heard of his name but had never seen him, came out in person and went to Chaotian Pavilion in Qingfeng mountain.

The man behind all this is the middle-aged man who seems to be harmless to people and animals.

Wang Hu only knew that his name was Zhou Xuan, and he came from Xiaoyao sect, which is now the most famous sect in the world. As for his accomplishments and background, he had no idea.

But Zhou Xuan, who was quite elegant, suddenly put down his tea cup, looked up to the West and frowned.

"Oh, it's really bumpy to kill a su Chunsheng."

"It's been a long time and a lot of trouble, but there are always some people who don't know how to get in the way."

That week Xuan pulled a corner of mouth, get up a way: "still personally go to see good."

As Zhou Xuan got up, dozens of strong men who had been standing on one side walked out of the teahouse one after another.

Wang Hu is still motionless lying on the ground, can not help but feel relieved.

But the next moment, a pair of feet will appear in front of their own eyes.

"Wang Hu, it's a good job, but you know too much."

Zhou Xuan stopped in front of Wang Hu kneeling on the ground and said with a smile: "so, you remember to keep it secret."

Wang Hu nodded in a hurry and said in a deep voice, "I won't tell you if I'm killed."

"It's the best." Zhou Xuan smiles.

Bang!

The next moment, Zhou Xuan suddenly raised his foot, one foot directly trampled on Wang Hu's head. With a dull sound, blood splashed out, Wang Hu died on the spot.

"It's a pity that the mouth of the living is always loose. Only the dead will shut their mouth tightly."

Zhou Xuantou did not return to leave the teahouse, full of blood.

On the moon terrace.

Zheng Xie, who came to shangjiujing with his sword, was helped by the eagle gang that day by Jiang Biao.

Without waiting for Zheng Xie to get up, Jiang Biao got up again, clenched his fists and hit Zheng Xie again.

"What about King Kong? If you don't strike hard, you'll die! "

Jiang Biao gave a roar.

After landing, Zheng Xie quickly dodged the heavy fists, and then quickly retreated.

"Will Chaotian Pavilion become your running dog after a hundred years' foundation?"

Zheng Xie, who spat out blood, still held the sword in both hands and drank coldly: "I, Zheng Xie, will let you know. I will stand on the sword road in Chaotian Pavilion and go straight ahead, determined not to bow down!"

The light curtain flows over the dark sword.

Jiang Biao sneered and said, "then you try it?"

"A sword to the mountain!"

After Zheng Xie had a big drink, he waved his sword with both hands.

Boom!

On the Qingshi terrace, a tornado formed by the condensation of sword Qi tears open in an instant, and the thick Qingshi on the que Yueping is split inch by inch.

The sword tornado roared past and went straight to Jiang Biao.

Jiang Biao, who had always been indifferent, finally frowned. After taking a step back, he let out a loud drink. His whole body Qi kept flowing, converged on his fists, and then suddenly waved.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

When the burst came, the sword tornado shot at Jiang Biao continuously, and Jiang Biao punched again and again. Every time he hit a fist, there was a loud noise, and the seemingly turbulent sword tornado was cut down a few points.

The sword spirit overflows everywhere, and the bluestone on the ground also splashes out after it is broken.

The whole terrace was covered with dust.

Hundreds of young disciples, located in front of the main hall of Chaotian pavilion's zongmen, withdrew and fled for fear of being affected.

As for the Chu years who stood in the middle, and Liu Sinan and others, they were stunned and frowned tightly.

It seems that everyone can't understand how a guy who lost the battle of suzerain ten years ago became a great master of shangjiujing after ten years of blacksmithing?

The roar stopped gradually, and the que Yueping was in a state of disrepair. In the middle of the originally flat Qingshi terrace, there was a big pit with a full width of two or three feet, and all around was gravel.

After all the dust fell, the people in the field, except Jiang Biao and dozens of Tianying Gang experts, Zheng Xie disappeared.

In addition to Zheng Xie, Su Chunsheng and Zhao Shanhe, who had fallen into a passive position, disappeared.

Standing in the field, Jiang Biao put out his hand and patted the dust all over his body. His eyes were gloomy and he said, "chase!"

As soon as the words came out, dozens of people in black disappeared in the same place and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Biao didn't leave in a hurry. He just stayed in the same place for a moment, and his eyes were watching Chu years.

Chu years suddenly some guilty, but just silent.

"Well! What a Chaotian Pavilion. "

With a cold hum, Jiang Biao turned his head and left, leaving all the people in Chaotian pavilion with a look of fear and bewilderment.

On the edge of Que Yueping, the young man who had been sitting in a place that people didn't notice, got up slowly, patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile, "it's not easy for a blacksmith to become a great master in ten years. In my opinion, this Chaotian Pavilion is a piece of shit! It's a pity that this area is too small, tut tut. "

Then the young man stretched out and said lazily, "go to the theatre!"

Before turning to leave, the young man flicked his fingers.

A weak invisible Qi appeared in the fingers, then flew out quickly and went straight to the Grand Hall of Chaotian Pavilion.

Boom!

There was a loud noise from heaven and earth.

All the people on the scene were completely stupid, one by one panicked and ran out at full speed. Even that Chu year could not help but leave in a panic.

I saw a huge hole in the center of the grand hall, as if something out of heaven came out of thin air and dug a big hole in the center of the hall.

There was no one around. The young man in the distance had already left.