How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

The cold wind was getting bitterer, but the wolf was surprisingly patient, sitting cross-legged on a stone by the bamboo forest, closing his eyes and resting his mind.Xingheying crouching on the top of the bamboo is not stupid, the wolf must be listening to the wind with all his attention, as long as he escapes lightly, the wind will definitely be stirred up, and the wolf will naturally know where he is running.

However, if there is such a stalemate, Xingheying must be the one who loses.At this time, the meridians are full of true energy, and even the lightness kung fu and body skills are forced to breathe.

His eyes turned to the right arm holding the sword, and a stream of blood trickled down the wound.He was still holding the bamboo pole with his other hand, and he could only watch helplessly as the blood flowed onto the sword, and then fell down along the blade.

A drop of blood fell to the ground, and the wolf opened his eyes suddenly.What he was waiting for was not the wind, but the smell of blood!Xingheying slid down from the bamboo, and the wolf had already killed him.There was a sudden chill in the wind, and the snow finally fell.

Dodging a claw, Xingheying suddenly rushed towards the wolf instead of retreating.This move was really unexpected, Canglang turned sideways to dodge, but felt someone tugged on his waist.Looking up again, I saw Xingheying holding a waist card in his hand, standing behind him——

"Snow Wolf Fort, Blue Wolf."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, threw up his waist card and caught it again, his face was pale due to confusion, but he still had a provocative smile on his face:

"What a surprise. I expected that Chang Zhou would not have the guts to break into Jianmen alone, but I didn't expect him to invite people from Snow Wolf Castle."

The wolf looked at him, but slowly raised his hand, his sharp claws glowing coldly.Only now did Xingheying see clearly that Canglang's weapon was originally blood-red, and it wasn't because his blood stained it that it became redder.The wind and snow all over the sky did not hinder Canglang. He had a smirk on his face, tilted his head slightly, and spoke in substandard Chinese: "Boy, you are capable."

At this time, Xingheying retracted his sword and put it back into its sheath, holding Canglang's waist card in one hand, leaning against the snow bamboo behind him with his sword in his arms, with a calm expression: "The second in command of Snow Wolf Fort is famous and has been admired for a long time. I know you want to Say that my skills are good, and your Chinese is also good."

Canglang was not in a hurry, just looked at him, with a sneer in his awkward Chinese: "Young master against the fate, do you want to get something out of me, or do you want to delay time?"

Xinghe Yinglue raised his eyebrows, and it took him a second to understand what this person meant, "You want to use a trick from me".At this time, he laughed, and his expression seemed to be asking, you know who I am, so are you still here?

Canglang answered him with two laughs, the cold light on his sharp claws was as sharp as the murderous intent in his eyes: "If I kill you right here, no one will know? So what if they know, it's nothing but destiny The ones in the Central Plains, and those outside the Great Wall are all from Snow Wolf Castle."

A bamboo leaf suddenly fell with the flying snow all over the sky. Xingheying's eyes were first attracted by the bamboo leaf, then turned back to the wolf's face, and suddenly laughed: "Don't bully the young and poor, maybe one day, Snow Wolf The fort will be destroyed in the hands of Lingxu Jianmen."

"I'm afraid you can't see it."

"Why don't we make a bet," Xingheying smiled confidently and proudly again, "I'll count by dozens, and you will definitely leave before I finish counting." It got bigger and bigger, and the wind and snow blew up his clothes in a mess, and he couldn't even see his face clearly, only those words were like a sharp knife, determined——

"You will definitely not be able to kill me today."

Canglang suddenly felt a chill behind his back, but the distance between him and Xingheying was only ten steps away, so he stopped talking at this time, and when he rushed towards Xingheying, he heard him say with a smile:

"ten……"

The sound of the wind suddenly became stronger, and the wolf's sharp claws were raised, and the entire figure was reflected in those bright eyes.

"Nine."

There was a smile on Xingheying's lips, and his sharp claws had already swung down——

With a sound of "铛", a sword appeared across the sky, and blocked the wolf's setting sun claws before touching the side of Xingheying's neck.

The setting sun claw is still strong, but the sword is strong when it is strong!The black-clothed figure holding the sword seemed to descend from the sky. The sword turned and lifted, and then kicked the wolf's chest and abdomen, finally forcing him back.However, Canglang's setting sun claws are no small matter. With such a pull and block, plus the "accidental injury" by Chang Ye's steel wire before, the sword in Jian Qianshan's hand made a clanging sound like a wail, and then the second half of the sword collapsed out of an arc. , inserted into the snow in front of the wolf.

On Xingheying's slightly pale face, the smile deepened a bit, looking at Canglang with a mocking look in his eyes, he said slowly:

"Eight."

Jian Qianshan broke his sword and looked back at him with a smile on his lips: "Hey."

Xingheying was startled, and then realized that Jian Qianshan was taking advantage of him.He laughed a little, and then laughed endlessly, causing the snow on the bamboo behind him to rustle down.Canglang took a deep look at Jian Qianshan, and slowly said:

"The head disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect... Jian Qianshan?"

Jian Qianshan's eyes turned back to the wolf, the sword was broken in his hand and he simply put it back into its sheath, only the whisk was in his hand, resting on the crook of his arm, with a gentle smile on his face, but there was a murderous intent hidden on his face.He didn't speak, and he didn't need to speak some words.

Canglang looked at Xingheying with a mocking smile on his face.His eyes seemed to say "Look, I won", quite smug.However, even if he sees his success as a villain, Canglang knows what it means for a good man not to suffer in front of him, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, and Canglang looked at Xingheying:

"Good boy... I put the waist card in your hand, and I will come to pick it up in person in the future."

After saying this, Canglang turned around and walked away on a field of white snow.But Xingheying let out a "tss": "Jianghuyuanlu...that's called Jianghuluyuan!"

Of course Canglang didn't answer him again, and Jian Qianshan was relieved until his figure completely disappeared into the night.However, before he could put his heart back into his stomach, his back suddenly sank, and it was Xingheying who pressed him up. Suddenly, Jian Qianshan staggered two steps in shock, but he still held back Xingheying first:

"Aying?!"

"Senior brother..." Xingheying said with a weak expression as if he was dying from a terminal illness, "I..."

Jian Qianshan hurriedly turned around to support him: "How are you, Aying?!"

"I..." Xingheying took a deep breath, and then immediately stretched out his hands to hug Jian Qianshan, "I'm freezing to death! Brother, I'm cold!! Can you lend me some clothes!!"

Jian Qianshan: ...

Although he felt that he was messing around, Jian Qianshan grabbed his hand and felt that the blood under the skin might have frozen.Jian Qianshan was startled, people who practice martial arts know to use internal strength to keep out the cold, so although Xingheying usually shouts cold, it is not to this extent.Thinking about Chang Zhou's frenzied appearance at that time, Jian Qianshan immediately figured out that the wolf's weapon was probably coated with the poison of San Gong.

Fortunately, Lingxu Sword Sect's inner strength and mentality are all Lingxu Sword Jue, and the internal energy circulation route is similar, Jian Qianshan immediately raised his hand and pressed the Governor Vessel on Xingheying's back to distribute his internal energy.Xingheying hurriedly wanted to speak, but it was already a step too late, he felt a warm inner energy entering his body from the Governor Vessel, and then his throat was fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!