Famous in the Jianghu [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Although the name of Ruyi Lanhua Shou is a beautiful martial art, it hurts people invisible.

If the arm is injured by Ruyi Orchid, the pain will be unbearable, and there is absolutely no other way to save it except to chop off the arm.

With sharp eyes, Mu Bai loosened the hand holding the sword, turned it lightly, and the tip of the sword fell down instantly.

Moved his left foot back, pulling a little distance, Mu Bai raised his sword to block it.

The sword trembled and made a clear sound.

Niu Niu Tang was a little surprised, but he didn't stop moving. He slapped Mu Bai's right arm hard with his fingers.

Seeing that the target of the beef soup was still his own sword hand, Mu Bai sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes.

For a person who uses a sword, it is more cruel than killing him, to cripple his hand so that he can never use a sword.

The blade flips over and slices horizontally.

Let's see who cripples whose hand first!

Mu Bai was already good at martial arts, and he also specialized in beef soup martial arts. After dozens of moves, he finally lost.

"Princess!" Mu Hanban, who was on the sidelines, was here to protect Niu Tang. He didn't move before because he was sure that Niu Tang would win, but now seeing that Niu Tang lost, how could he sit still.

"You lost." Mu Bai put the sword on Niu Tang's neck without looking halfway.

Mu Banban was afraid of the sword he put on Routang's neck, and put down the crutch he had just raised silently, but his eyes stared at Mu Bai like a wolf.

As long as Mu Bai dares to make a move, the iron crutch in his hand will surely pass through his chest.

With a sword beef soup on his neck, he didn't panic at all, and even smiled; "You beat me, but my ninth brother is better than ten of me."

Seeing that Mu Bai's expression didn't change a bit, she smiled lightly, then stepped back and sat straight on the chair behind.

When she was fighting just now, she avoided the tables and chairs behind her, and now the beef soup on the table is still steaming.

Mu Bai followed the action of the beef soup and took a step forward, his brows were cold, and with force in his hand, he made a shallow gash on her neck.

Mu Ban's murderous aura was not concealed at this time, and the iron crutches were raised.

Turning his head to look at Mu halfway, Mu Bai said to Niu Tang: "On the fifth day of May, the host wants to compare with Wu Ming."

After he finished speaking, he took out a tightly framed envelope in his arms. Outside the envelope, there were a few words written like dragons and snakes, showing their sharpness.

Throwing the letter on the table, Mu Bai turned around and jumped out of the window in a flash.

Seeing that Mu Bai was about to run away, Mu Ban Ban followed closely behind and wanted to follow.

He only has half of his body, but his speed is not slow, and his reaction is extremely fast.

"Half wood." Beef Soup stopped him.

"Princess?" The half-baked man was about to go out the window, but he stopped when he heard Niu Tang calling him.

"Wang Chuan is not the only one, maybe there are other people guarding outside now." Niu Niu Tang propped his chin, looking at the letter on the table with bright eyes.

Mu Ban was not stupid, his face darkened when he heard this, and he backed away.

Mu Bai turned over and came out of the yard, turned around and saw no one was chasing after him.

Without thinking too much, he quickened his pace and headed for the restaurant.

Anyway, he didn't embarrass the landlord today.

After the letter was sent, it was Liu Nanshuang who was responsible for publicizing the matter.

......

Promise Gate.

Ye Cenqiu retracted his sword, behind him were dozens of pairs of angry and fearful eyes.

He never concealed anything about what he had done in the dozen or so sects. With the early warning, the Wuji Sect naturally prepared in fear for several days, and even called in acquaintances to help.

Yu Luocha walked over slowly, behind him were three or two members of the Wuji sect who fell to the ground.

He followed Ye Cenqiu to more than a dozen sects. Of course, no one would ignore him, but those who noticed him generally regarded him as a soft persimmon.

After all, who would have thought that there would be another Grand Master who looked very young.

"You offended most of the martial arts in the Central Plains at once. If you can't stay in the Central Plains, you might as well go to the Raksha Sect to be the leader's wife." Yu Luocha looked at those people's eyes and smiled.

"Then they'll have to find trouble with me when they have time." Ye Cenqiu glanced at those people and said calmly.

Several people met Ye Cenqiu's eyes, and their bodies froze, unconsciously showing expressions of fear.

Seeing this, Yu Luocha snorted and laughed, the disdain in his eyes was shining brightly.

Hearing Yu Luocha's laughter, the faces of those people turned red.

Shu Zi is arrogant!

They were furious in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do.

The two left the Promise Gate.

Seeing the two figures disappear, although they did not show up, several people quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master..." Someone helped the master of the Wuji Gate to his feet.

"If he doesn't kill us today, we will have to pay the price for his arrogance in the future!" The head of the Promise Sect propped himself up with a knife, his eagle eyes darkened.

At this time, they were still thinking about revenge, but they didn't know that the court would send people to rectify the martial arts soon.

Those who have just been hit hard are the first to be cleaned up.

......

Gong Jiu received the letter from King Taiping, but ignored it.

With a hard look on his face, he casually threw the letter into the water.The dark water soaked the lightly fragrant paper, and the ink slowly melted on it and dissolved in the water.

The wind blew up the hem of the clothes, and the snow-white sleeves fluttered in the wind.

He just came out of Twelve Links Dock, standing on the bow of a black-covered boat.

Gong Jiu took out a jade pendant from his bosom.

The texture of the jade pendant is shiny and smooth, and the tassels tied on it have faded, but it can be seen that the owner loves it and has not been damaged in the slightest.

Rubbing the jade pendant lightly, Gong Jiu's breath slowed down.

This jade pendant was a birthday gift from his mother when he was young, but his mother died in the hands of his father.

"...I will avenge you." Gong Jiu put away the jade pendant as his eyes narrowed slightly and his extremely soft voice dissipated with the wind.

Beef Soup got that letter.Two days later, he heard that his ninth brother had gone back. After hesitating for a while, he decided to follow him.

I haven't seen him for nearly a month, and I don't know how Brother Jiu is doing.

Half a month later, the undercover situation of Wang Chuan in the Central Plains Wulin was still in trouble, and it was rumored that the owner of Wang Chuan was about to compete with a great master.

At the beginning, the ratio between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue was attractive.Countless people from all corners of the world are flocking to them, but now the two great masters will only attract more people wanting to go and watch.

"I'm the landlord of Wangchuan, Wu Ming, stop!" The child who followed his mother to Shaolin to pay homage was fighting with a friend he just met.

"Ah! I lost." Another little boy screamed exaggeratedly and fell to the ground.

"Then tell me, do you still dare to do bad things?" The child who played the role of Wangchuan landlord held a branch in his hand, pointed at another child, raised his chin, and said proudly.

"Don't dare, don't dare..." The child playing Wu Ming shook his head repeatedly.

"Okay, now it's my turn to act as the landlord of Wangchuan." The boy who had just played the nameless child got up, and he patted the ashes on his buttocks, and said suddenly.

"Okay." The kid who played the role of the landlord of Wangchuan pursed his lips, but thinking that this was what they agreed on just now, he nodded and handed the branch in his hand to the other party.

This is no ordinary branch, this is a sword.

The sound of the two children's fight is very conspicuous in the pure place of Buddhism.

"Amitabha." Xuan Bei stood in front of the gate and looked at the two children, the martial arts practitioner's five senses allowed him to clearly hear the two children's words.

He clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and said a Buddha's name.

"Abbot, what's the matter?" A little monk came out and followed Xuan Bei's line of sight to see the two children.Seeing the two children still playing around, he thought Xuan Bei was looking at them because of the noise they made.

So, he said, "Abbot, I'll go find their parents."

"No need." Xuan Bei stopped him.

His face was neither sad nor happy, he just said: "Even the children in the street know these things, this Jianghu is afraid that something big will happen."

The little novice didn't understand.

What does this have to do with two small children?

Xuan Bei didn't explain, and said: "Tomorrow, I will issue an order that Shaolin disciples are not allowed to leave Shaolin again, and at the same time send a letter to those Shaolin disciples who are still outside, telling them to return to Shaolin without incident."

Although the little monk was puzzled, he still answered yes.

After Xuan Ci committed suicide that day, Xuan Bei became the abbot of this term under the recommendation of others.

"Amitabha." The two children were still playing pretend games, Xuan Bei turned and went to the back of the temple.

He was going to discuss it with other senior brothers.

……

In Baiyun City, Zhao Yu entered the study.

"City Lord." The white-clothed maid bowed her knees and saluted.

"How is it?" Ye Gucheng raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yu, and said calmly.

"The founder of the Invisible Man spoke up, and the two decided to compete on an overseas island." Zhao Yu bowed his head.

"Do you know which small island it is?" The sea area around Dazhao is extremely wide, and there are countless islands that no one knows about. There are no fewer than a dozen islands known to Ye Gucheng in the South China Sea.

"No one knows." Zhao Yu said.

The movement of the pen paused, and the ink dots blurred on the paper, leaving a black dot.

"Go and check." Ye Gucheng put aside the ink-stained paper, and took another blank paper.

He is writing a letter, and there are only a few people in this world worthy of his own handwriting.

"Yes." Zhao Yu bowed his knees and saluted, and slowly backed out.

A letter with neat handwriting was rewritten. Ye Gucheng quietly waited for the ink on the letter paper to dry, then got up and went to the door, calling for someone.

"Give this to He Bo." Ye Gucheng said, "Let him give it to Second Young Master."

In the evening, a ship stopped on the coast, and a swordsman in white came down from the deck.

The white-clothed swordsman entered Baiyun City knowing his way, and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion welcomed him in when they saw his face.

"Lord Ximen, this way please. I've been busy recently, and the city lord is still dealing with business." The butler led the white-clothed swordsman away, smiling as he walked.

He is very happy that the city lord can have a friend who suits him.

Although the swordsman in white didn't speak, he listened quietly to the butler.

In Wanmei Villa, his butler often likes to talk all the time.

"Ye Gucheng." The housekeeper sent the person to him and left, and Ximen Chuuxue walked in alone.

"Ximen." Ye Gucheng had just finished handling the last matter, when he looked up, he saw Ximen Chuuxue who had just entered.

"I've heard about the competition between the great masters." Ximen Chuuxue said straightforwardly.

"Of course." Ye Gucheng nodded slightly.

"I know which island they are competing on." Ximen Chuixue said.