No one paid attention to the call of poplar in the distance. They all looked at Shan Qiulin in horror.

A sword, a simple straight stab, rippling and destroying the enemy. What a terrible sword technique?

Shan Qiulin doesn't have any fluctuation of blood, true Qi and true yuan. No doubt, a proper martial disciple can have such fighting power, which must be attributed to the evil school's sword technique.

Iron sword gate!

At this time, these three words appear almost at the same time in the minds of people around.

In spite of the danger, poplars and others went deep into the mire forest and came to this strange cold and hot spring. Can you say that the sword technique was obtained in the hot and cold spring? Is there a historical heritage of iron sword gate?

For a moment, people look at Shan Qiulin's eyes full of burning greed.

Who doesn't want to get excellent martial arts skills?

"They have some skills. If they die, they will die. No one can blame for their incompetence. But they can't die in vain. I'd like to see if the sword in your hand is still sharp and can kill me with one sword!"

Huo Cang took a step and looked at Shan Qiulin. His face was cold.

Boom

Where he walked, the ground trembled, the ice crystals crumbled and fluttered, and there were cracks like spider webs stretching out for several meters.

Shameless!

All the people responded and scolded in their hearts.

This guy obviously covets the sword skill mastered by Shan Qiulin, but uses such a high sounding speech.

No one can refute it. After all, it is a fact that his people were killed by Shan Qiulin.

At this time, everyone knew that Huo Cang would not kill Shan Qiulin. He would definitely capture him and then force him to ask about his sword technique.

Their eyes twinkled. While waiting for the development of the situation, they also looked at the hot and cold spring not far away. Shan Qiulin stood by the hot and cold spring before. Did this terrible sword technique come from it?

Very likely.

As for the swordsmanship created by a martial artist, it is not in the scope of consideration.

"You can have a try," Shan Qiulin said with a wooden sword.

Huo Cang's eyes twinkled and he took another step. The ground trembled. His yellow robe swayed and his right hand clenched his fist. He was thick and domineering. There was a kind of force field which could not be controlled. It was like the sea waves. It was surging and would be destroyed at any time.

But he was hesitating. Although he was sure that Shan Qiulin was undoubtedly a martial disciple, he did not have a face-to-face fight. He was not sure whether he could take the sword from Shan Qiulin.

Creak, creak, creak.

"Lao Dan, you can do it. It's like a heifer standing on her head. The cow 13 is soaring to the sky..."

Under the tense atmosphere, the white poplar carelessly ran over, with a cigarette in his mouth, which seemed somewhat inhumane.

Huocangdun foot, take a deep breath, look gloomy.

He himself was hesitating whether to start with Shan Qiulin. At this time, the poplar came and he gave up directly.

It's not that he didn't want to fight Shan Qiulin and take him down, but he didn't dare. At this time, he felt cold all over his body. He felt that if he dared to move, the next moment would be the time for him to die.

In the distance, at least ten Huoshen cannons were aimed at him, and the idea of poplar also locked it, feeling the inexplicable crisis, he did not dare to move!

"What are you doing here?" Shan Qiulin slightly tilted his head toward the direction of poplar and asked with a smile.

Holding Shan Qiulin's shoulder, the white poplar puffed out a puff of smoke and curled his mouth and said, "what else can I do? I'll tell you to eat. When the food is cold, you blind man, you can't go back without giving you directions"

"I'm just hungry, let's go." Shan Qiulin nodded.

Then he and poplar two people hook shoulder to shoulder to leave, for the previous things as if did not happen.

Helplessly watching the poplar and Shan Qiulin leave, no one spoke.

Huocang can feel the crisis, so they are not.

In view of Hua Changrong's death in the daytime, no one dares to look down on the poplar. In addition, with the faint sense of crisis in his heart, no one jumps out to offend them as a fool.

As for you, Huo Cang, you deserve to lose face. Who cares.

"Hum" Huo Cang clenched his teeth and snorted coldly. He looked at the back of the poplar, and his eyes were full of murder.

When Bai Yang left, he saw Huo Cang's murderous eyes. He turned around and looked at Huo Cang spitting out a smoke ring and said, "Hey, man, you seem very upset?"

Others are obviously showing the opportunity to kill, poplar will not as do not know, simply pick out.

Poplar words are said to this share, if Huo Cang is still forbearance, where to put his face? So many people are watching.

Then, how can you calm your mind

"Why don't you take Mrs. oral liquid?" Bai Yang blinked.

What ghost is wife oral liquid? No one understands

"Hey, a joke, and then you're not happy, I'll make you happy?" Eyes a squint, poplar said with a smile."Bah, gadfly, it's not a good thing. It's obscene and disgusting..." Hearing the words of Baiyang, Yu feifeng not far away scolded in her heart.

Bai Yang's face turned black and paralyzed me. It seemed that I had said something wrong.

Other people around the corner of the mouth twitch.

"How are you staying?" Huo Cang said coldly, staring at the poplar with his whole mind on guard, and Zhenyuan was not attracted.

Light a cigarette to oneself again, poplar spits out a mouthful of smoke, grinning: "you guess?"

At the same time, he pointed to huocang and pulled the trigger.

Buzz

In the distance, there was a buzzing sound, pointing to huocang's ten Huoshen cannons and firing, spraying a half meter flame. The bullets poured down like a rainstorm, and the bullets pulled out a dazzling light band in the night.

"Kill!" Huocang's eyes were cold and he burst out with a roar.

When he clenched his fist, he burst out like a circle of waves, and the air in the place he passed was distorted.

Puff, puff

The bullets pouring down like a rainstorm hit the circle of ripples, agitated, twisted and smashed.

Huo Cang's eyes opened and his face was shocked.

The ten heavy waves of his boxing skills were actually torn apart by the weapons of the evil sect in the distance!

An unparalleled crisis enveloped his mind. He was so bold that he formed a tortoise shell like air wall outside, trying to block the storm like bullets.

A single bullet can't pierce the shell like air wall, but a thousand bullets tear up the gas wall in an instant.

Puff, puff

"No!"

Huo Cang exclaimed, his body trembled. He was beaten back by the bullets like rainstorm, and his body was full of blood. In one or two seconds, he was torn to pieces by the bullets pouring down and sprayed with blood. It was shocking!

All of this happened too fast, a word does not agree with the start to dry, poplar is so direct.

If you want to kill me, this feud has already been formed. Why not kill you as soon as possible? Save the back for me? Poplar is not so stupid.

It has already offended you. If you don't kill a follow-up problem, will the other party appreciate you? The trouble will only be more.

Ye Shanghan frowned at the white poplar, and finally did not say anything.

He can see that Baiyang is a person who is crazy. If he doesn't agree, he will do it. Huo Cang is just dead. There is no need to offend Baiyang at this time.

"Well, I guess that guy is happy. What do you think?" Baiyang looks at the people around and grins.

Take a breath of smoke, spit out smoke, see no one to speak, with Shan Qiulin continue to leave.

"Hey, man, I appreciate your character very much. I think Huo Cang is not happy. He deserves to die, but I have to remind you that this guy is a disciple of Zhenwu Pavilion. So many people here have seen it. You should be careful of Zhenwu pavilion's revenge." at this time, Gu Qifeng said to Baiyang's back.

"Thank you, man. Would you like to have a drink?" Bai Yang turned to look at Gu Qifeng and said with a smile.

Gu Qifeng looked at Yu feifeng, shook his head and joked. His goddess didn't seem to deal with poplar. If he still went to drink, he would have no chance.

Looking at the white poplar and Shan Qiulin leaving, the others have their own thoughts. Without saying anything, they turn to yufeifeng and come to the edge of the hot and cold spring.

"The villain is so lawless that the rest of us are watching?" At the edge of the hot and cold spring, Yu feifeng frowns and says to herself.

The left sword beside her said: "Miss Yu, if they have any change, I'm afraid the end will be better than Huo Cang. Although I don't know what kind of strange weapons they are, the single power is obvious to all. No one will risk offending Baiyang at this time"

following Zuo Dao's line of sight, Yu feifeng looks over there and finds that one of them is in their camp A dark, icy metal weapon in this direction.

"What are those things? "I feel cold all over," Yu feifeng frowned.

"I don't know." Zuo Dao shakes his head.

No one knows the weapons that don't belong to this world, but instinctively feel danger

Poplar and Shan Qiulin hook shoulder to shoulder back to the camp, into a house, poplar just curled his mouth and said: "all here, still installed?"

Poof

Shan Qiulin's expression changed, his face was pale, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his whole body trembled.

What's more, the wood chip in his hand also broke up in an instant and turned into sawdust.

"I'm not going to say sorry to you, though I've given you trouble again. And, do you know that I'm holding up and still don't give me healing medicine?" Shan Qiulin, who spurts blood, has no good airway and sits on the ground.

Poplar eyes a stare speechless way: "you this guy Forget it, my adult doesn't remember villains. It's just Zhenwu Pavilion. Can it be compared with the blood lotus sect? Anyway, there are too many lice to be itchy. Besides, you deserve it. If I don't go there, you'll wait for the end. You "

Shan Qiulin turns his eyes and doesn't understand the proverbs on the other side of the earth and doesn't talk to poplar.

Shrugging his shoulders, Bai Yang took out a jade bottle the size of a baby's fist and handed it to Shan Qiulin. He turned his mouth and said, "drink it. I remember it. You owe me again. I can't buy it with money. I'll tell you about it."Shan Qiulin took the bottle, opened it, a wisp of fragrance wafted, eyebrows a pick, a good thing in the dark, immediately a drink.

Blinking his lips, Shan Qiulin said: "the taste is good, but it's a little less. If you don't take a mouthful, would you like some more?"

When talking, Shan Qiulin's face was obviously much better.

"Pull it down. I saved it. Do you want it? "Dream," said poplar scornfully.

drank the essence of the milk, which is nourishing the body.

"That kind of sword technique needs to be improved. It's too heavy on the body, so it's hard to master the wooden sword. Before that, I just tried it and forced it out, which almost couldn't bear the explosion." Shan Qiulin frowned.

"Then you can't change for a better sword?" Poplar said sour.

This guy seems to have figured out a kind of sword technique with shining oxforks. It's a pity that the staff and workers can't practice martial arts, or they'll be forced to learn it. A wooden sword sweeps all over the place, and it's hanging and exploding?

However, it is useless to cultivate martial arts. No matter how good it is, you can only stare at it

"No matter how good the weapon is, it's just external force. When I gradually improve my sword technique and I can use it freely with wooden sword, in your words, that's called niuqiang, don't you?" Shan Qiulin said quietly.

"Cut, you are also a pretending criminal. You think you really look down on everything"

the white poplar turned his mouth and left Shan Qiulin.

Before that, he had been observing Shan Qiulin with his mind. After Shan Qiulin killed those people with a sword, the White Poplar "saw" a mouthful of blood in Shan Qiulin's throat, and tried not to spurt out blood. The wooden sword had been smashed. If the poplar hadn't arrived in time, Shan Qiulin would have been in danger.

God knows what the guy used to keep the sword, and it's not until it's out of sight.

"Ah, find me another knife and a dead branch. I want to cut another wooden sword. By the way, get me something to eat. I'm hungry," Shan Qiulin said in the back

These things Baiyang will not do personally, he is not Shan Qiulin's servant girl.

After leaving the cabin, the poplar looked in the direction of the hot and cold spring.

"Yufeifeng's giant gate sword was thrown in by the tiger. Should someone jump down to salvage it for the sake of gallantry? Hey hey, the good play has begun, hot and cold spring, are you a secret? " Baiyang looks forward to talking to himself

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