After noon, they left for the north after filling their stomachs. Only Hsu Fengnian, Liu Nerong, and Gongsun Yang knew that Xiao Qiang, who was fighting alone, would definitely not show up. When they were going down the slope, Hsu Fengnian noticed Liu Nerong's complicated look, so he didn't bother to respond. In the past, when he gave a polite smile, his good intentions were treated as ill intentions. Why bother to be cold to someone? Thinking of this, Hsu Fengnian subconsciously glanced at Liu Nerong's butt a few times. Her heroic spirit cultivated from years of practicing martial arts covered up the charm that a woman should have. But if you looked carefully, you would find that Liu Nerong's body was quite chewy, and her pair of long legs were especially tight and elastic. However, Hsu Fengnian just wanted to take advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention. In this desert, where there was no village or shop, any woman was a priceless treasure, let alone an outstanding woman like Liu Nerong.
The sun was scorching, and the heat wave hit their faces. The members of the Fish-dragon Gang were all sweating profusely. Liu Nerong rode on the horse, sweat dripping down her cheeks from time to time.
Only Hsu Fengnian breathed in and out continuously. His precious Big Yellow Hall, which was like a gift from heaven, made his whole body cool down. Wang Dashi, who was beside Young Master Xu, reduced the heat a lot. The young man didn't realize that he had taken advantage of Young Master Xu. He was only focused on silently reciting the formula of the fist technique. Young Master Xu said that the clumsy bird flies first, and hard work makes up for it. Although Hsu Fengnian rode the horse leisurely, he didn't slack off at all. Other people practiced martial arts by racking their brains to take a shortcut to the realm, but His Royal Highness did the opposite. He specifically chose the most complicated meridian flow chart in the knife manual to regulate his breath. Other people preferred simplicity, and he preferred complexity. Only when the Qi blocked and caused the chest to feel uncomfortable, would he leisurely exhale a mouthful of stagnant Qi.
Inexplicably, the essence of the knife manual that Hsu Fengnian was practicing was actually a detailed description of Li Chungang's Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall, which was named "Open Shu Style" on the manual.
What a good Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall! The Qi in Hsu Fengnian's Qi flowed wildly, as if thousands of Sword Qi were twisting his heart and lungs. Fortunately, His Royal Highness's face was as usual.
Hsu Fengnian's Qi didn't stop, but he narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
A vigorous figure appeared out of thin air from a high slope. After jumping down, his feet stirred up a cloud of dust. Then he rushed forward rapidly, paused for a moment, turned slightly, and crashed into the team of the Fish-dragon Gang that was vaguely in front of them. The group of people was stunned. What was even more shocking was that in just a few breaths, dozens of figures also jumped down from the high slope. The first ten or so people landed gracefully, but the later ones who were not good at Lightness Skill fell flat on their faces. After rolling on the ground, they didn't care about their manners and continued to rush forward. Looking at the situation, it seemed that these thirty or forty people were chasing after the man who was about to rush into the Fish-dragon Gang's formation. Liu Nerong and Gongsun Yang didn't dare to act rashly. They only saw that the newcomer was an old man in a gray robe with an aquiline nose. He touched the ground several times with the tip of his foot and instantly approached the team of the Fish-dragon Gang. He jumped high, took out a yellowed book from his arms, and threw it to a member of the Fish-dragon Gang who was sitting on a horse. The old man laughed and said, "Grandsons, grandpa won't play with you anymore. Whoever has the ability can take this' Qingfu Sword Embryo Classic '!"
What green sword?
The member of the Fish-dragon Gang, who was thrown a secret manual at him for no reason, caught it subconsciously. He was confused and confused. But when the old man flew past, he turned around and saw all the Jianghu masters with red eyes. They all rushed toward him. The weapons in the hands of several impatient leaders reflected dazzling brilliance. The man suddenly trembled and finally realized that he was holding a hot potato. Without saying anything, he threw it to the gang members beside him. Damn it, what an unexpected disaster! The guy who was caught in the crossfire was smarter. He shouted, "Wang Mazi, you catch it!" and threw it out. The third guy who caught it did the same. He didn't even look at the secret manual and threw it out with all his strength.
Liu Nerong was so ashamed that she couldn't bear to watch. It was really shameful.
The young man, Wang Dashi, saw the secret manual flying towards him and was stunned. Just as he was hesitating whether he should catch it or not, a shadow appeared above his head. Then, he saw the secret manual land in Young Master Xu's hands and was thrown back to the crowd.
A secret manual was thrown high in the air.
The thirty or so mad dog-like figures all had extraordinary skills. Those who jumped into the air fought with those who were also in the air, while those who were on the ground and had no time to jump into the air did not stay idle either. They began to fight at close range. The crackling sounds of fighting were very pleasing to the eye. The members of the Fish Dragon Gang were moved by the sight and sighed that they had seen so many experts in one go. This trip to Northern Mang was really worth it. In a few moments, three or four people were lying on the ground motionless. They were all trying to kill. After the initial stage of fishing in troubled waters, a handsome swordsman in his twenties successfully grasped the martial arts secret manual that he had been dreaming of. Immediately, six of his allies who were also sword users retreated and formed a strange sword formation with the handsome young man to defend against the enemies.
Hsu Fengnian narrowed his eyes. It turned out to be a rare Chessboard Sword Formation. It could turn into a conical formation that could easily cut the opponent's body when attacking, and a Tianyuan Formation that could be used to defend. It was very likely that this swordsman was from the Chess and Sword Music School in Beimang.
Hsu Fengnian wanted to remind these masters that the secret manual was probably fake, but he hesitated and gave up. He was about to signal Liu Nerong to move on and not get involved in this mess.
The outstanding young swordsman in white took a closer look at the cover and really threw the secret manual on the ground. He said angrily, "It's fake! What kind of 'Legend of the Ram' is this?! "
The old man with a hooked nose, who was as cunning as an old fox, had already escaped. The old man's Lightness Skill was better than everyone else's. With this delay, he could fly away.
Liu Nerong watched the bustling scene and came to her senses. She wanted to leave this place, but the situation had already determined that the Fish-dragon Gang couldn't leave. Those heroes who had been chasing after the secret manual all stared at them with their eyes wide open. It was obvious that they wanted to vent their anger on the Fish-dragon Gang.
The handsome young man from the Chess and Sword Music School looked cold. He didn't take the lead to attack the Fish-dragon Gang. At least he had the bearing of a big sect.
Liu Nerong was carefully thinking about her words. Unexpectedly, the man surnamed Xu spoke first, "Heroes, every injustice has its perpetrator and every debt has its debtor. We also suffered an undeserved disaster. There's no need to fight with each other, right?"
Liu Nerong's heart was in a mess. She was afraid that these people would attack the Fish-dragon Gang together.
The swordsman from the Chess and Sword Music School smiled brightly. He held his long sword upside down, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said generously, "That's true. Let's part ways here."
A sharp-eyed guy who had stretched his neck to look at the book at the foot of the Chess and Sword Music School recognized the cover. He said angrily, "It's really 'Legend of the Ram'. This old thief is too insidious! Brother, let's continue to chase! "
The Fish-dragon Gang hurriedly took the initiative to separate from the front and back, making a path for them.
Except for the few corpses who had lost their lives here, the remaining 30 or so people passed by in a line. The Chess and Sword Music School was no exception. However, the young man with a green long sword stopped and asked Liu Nerong with a smile, "I'm Wang Weixue from the Chess and Sword Music School. May I know your name, miss?"
After hearing his words, a few boorish men in the front who didn't get along with him didn't stop and muttered, "He came to steal the secret manual but didn't forget to hook up with the roadside weeds. What a bastard!"
"When did the Chess and Sword Music School have such a refined scum?"
"A piece of sh * t spoils a pot of porridge. Public morals are degenerating day by day."
The swordsman who called himself Wang Weixue turned a deaf ear to them. He just raised his head and looked at Liu Nerong with a smile. The other six disciples of the school ran forward with the others.
Hsu Fengnian smiled, "That secret manual is real."
Liu Nerong said indifferently due to etiquette, "Liu Nerong from Lingzhou."
The swordsman saw the crowd go away from the corner of his eye. He stopped smiling and walked to the secret manual unhurriedly. He bent down to pick it up and put it in his arms. Before he left, he smiled at the shocked Liu Nerong and said, "Miss, you have beautiful legs. If I have the chance, I must touch them. Then I won't waste my life. "
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