I, mouth gun, number one in the world [Transmigration Book]

"Stop!" The wind was blowing under Song Qingfei's feet, and the juniors beside her only had time to catch a shadow. When she raised her eyes again, she saw Song Qingfei raised her eyebrows, holding a sword in front of a young man in white, blocking him down

Duan Cangyu had already caught sight of a few people from the corner of his eye, and even with a little disguise, it was inevitable that he would be recognized when he met Song Qingfei. In the eyes, for no reason, Duan Cangyu's heart tightened, and he was short of breath. From the eyes of others, he looked like he was surprised after being frightened.

Seeing this, the man in silver armor stepped forward to protect Duan Cangyu behind him, his swords intersected, sparks clanged, and the passers-by in Chuanliu City seemed to be accustomed to finding a corner to watch the excitement.

Although the remaining disciples of the Xinghe faction hadn't figured out the situation yet, they drew their swords and joined the battle when they saw that their senior brothers were in a weak position.

Song Qingfei confronted the silver-armored man, but stared at Duan Cangyu without even blinking her eyes, for fear that the man would disappear without a trace once she closed her eyes.

Yuqing and Song Qingfei are brothers in the same vein, and the two of them have the best relationship in the group. At this moment, he is the only one who dares to step forward, "Senior brother! What happened?"

The number of disciples of the Xinghe faction is not dominant, not to mention that they are the guests of Chuanliu City. If there is a conflict here, it may cause trouble for the Xinghe faction. Yuqing knows that although Song Qingfei used to be impulsive, but recently The time is tormented like a fire every day, but it is definitely not a person who will be targeted indiscriminately, there must be a reason at this time.

"Duan Cangyu! He is Duan Cangyu!" Song Qingfei's eyes were bloodshot, and every word was extremely clear, as if she wanted to devour Duan Cangyu's flesh and blood, "Qin Demon! I will kill you!"

As soon as the words were finished, Song Qingfei gathered her energy and suppressed her sword, and did not give an inch, and even joined forces with the leader of the silver-armored man.

Duan Cangyu is in the center of the farce, there is no way to avoid it, but he can't recognize whether it is public or private.

"I'm afraid this young master has identified the wrong person. It is indeed Cang Yu in the upper paragraph, but it has nothing to do with the Qin Demon that Xiongtai said. It seems that people have similarities and similarities."

"Oh! Don't talk sweet words, I will never forget your face, your figure, and even your walking posture! Do you think I can't recognize you after you put a few strokes on your face?! A joke! You were Isn’t it the same innocent appearance that deceived the sect master, senior brother, and master ancestor, and made the entire Xinghe faction regard you as the guest of honour?!”

The other disciples stopped hesitating after hearing Song Qingfei's words, and started fighting with the silver armor men around them.It's a pity that after only three or five rounds, the disciples of the Xinghe faction gradually lost and fell into a disadvantage

Seeing that her disciple was damaged, Song Qingfei was furious, but her subordinates seemed to have divine help. The long gun of the silver-armored man was cut off abruptly, and the silver-armored man fell backwards due to the force. Fell a dog in front of me.When the silver-armored leader straightened up, Song Qingfei's sword was only half a finger away from Duan Cangyu's face.

"Qin Demon! Suffer death!"

Seeing the sword approaching, Duan Cangyu's soul is just a college student in the 21st century after all, and his body is also a mortal body that has never practiced martial arts. In danger, he can only subconsciously raise his hand to block it.

A silver light flashed across Xu Mijian's sword, and Duan Cangyu thought he was about to die on the spot, but he was dragged backward by a force from his waist, and a familiar sassy female voice sounded behind him: "It's such a lively scene!" .”

Duan Cangyu looked sideways, and it turned out to be random flowers!He looked at his waist again, and saw that it was a whip in disorder.The surrounding Silver Armored Men and Xinghe Sect disciples were surrounded by inner city disciples brought by her.

Song Qingfei stabbed in the air with one move, inhaled disorderly, spurted out a mouthful of blood, he stared at Duan Cangyu fiercely, and raised the sword again to stab again.

Song Qingfei, who had suffered internal injuries without any suspense, was not enough to look at in front of Luanhua, and was picked up by the sword with a whip.

"Young Pavilion Master, are you okay? My concubine is too late to save me, I deserve to die, and the Young Pavilion Master makes atonement." Luanhua respectfully knelt in front of Duan Cangyu to confess her crime, Duan Cangyu's mind was spinning quickly, although she didn't know Why is Luanhua still willing to work for him, but the current situation can't allow him to deny it. In Chuanliu City, Luanhua is the steward of the inner city, with more than ten thousand people, who would believe that she misunderstood the young lady of Tianji Pavilion? Pavilion Master.

"I'm fine, get up."

After Duan Cangyu finished speaking, he immediately changed his face and looked towards Song Qingfei: "Song Shaoxia, I respect that you are a distinguished guest of my Tianji Pavilion, why are you facing swords and swords at the young pavilion master of my Tianji Pavilion?"

"Impossible... Impossible..." Song Qingfei fell into chaos when Luanhua called out the Young Pavilion Master. Baizu kept switching his gaze between Duan Cangyu and the seriously injured disciples of the Xinghe Sect around him, finally seemed unable to bear it, and fell to the ground with a loud roar, with blood continuously gushing from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

Luanhua watched quietly, with no emotion on her face, she just ordered her disciples to clean up the scene, and if the Xinghe faction wanted the corpse of their disciple, they would send the corpse back.

Then he walked to Duan Cangyu's side, "It seems that the young pavilion master has gained a lot from going out this time." His eyes clearly fell on the silver armored man.