Xiao Jinyan was amazed, "As soon as this sword is released, someone will be killed. I will not deceive you!"

When Tang Bujing and Sun Buping saw that Xiaoxianggu was smashed into the ground, they couldn't help crying. They didn't know whether it was the expression of the filial piety or the feeling of sadness that a rabbit died and a fox was born.

"Master, you died so miserably! Your disciple is incompetent and cannot avenge you. I can only wish you a good family in the next life and not to suffer such sins!"

Xiaoxiangke's angry curse came from the underground, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet, pull me out!"

Tang and Sun hurried forward and used their strength to drag the dying Xiaoxiangke out of the bluestone ground. Xiaoxiangke's knees were broken and he grinned in pain.

Monk Baolu snatched the fire and ate it in big mouthfuls, saying, "Why is it not right?" Sun Buping said, "My junior brother Tang has body odor, will I tell you?"

Tang Bujing's face turned red, "You damn there is still athlete's foot!" The two of them actually exposed each other's shortcomings and started to curse. Xiao Xiangke was angry but weak, "Stop talking!"

Baolu threw the fire onto the ground, clapped his hands, saying that you are lucky, and you will not be so lucky if you meet you next time!

Xiaoxiangke asked his apprentice to take a pill from his arms, swallowed it, and said ruthlessly, "Bald donkey, wait until I recover my wounds, let's calculate our new and old hatreds together!"

When Monk Baolu heard this, Hula picked up the Zen Staff, "Since that's the case, I'll just kill you."

Xiaoxiangke was afraid of being beaten by him. The hero did not suffer any loss in front of him and hurriedly said, "They are all people in the world, and they are committed to conquering people with virtue. Violence cannot solve any problems."

Baolu scratched his head and said roughly: "Yes, violence can't solve the problem, but I can use it to solve you." He suddenly felt that this sentence makes sense and turned around and asked Xiao Jinyan, "Are you right?"

Xiao Jinyan gave a thumbs up.

Xiaoxiangke laughed dryly, "Monk, you are a monk, you are a monk, you should be compassionate and not break the precepts by yourself, which will ruin your master's teachings."

Baolu said, "I ate meat at the age of three and killed people at the age of five. My master couldn't tolerate me. My master drove me out of the temple. Old guy, you are confused. Tell me these bullshit reasons? But there is a saying that you are right, you dead fish and rotten shrimps in the world, I'll kill you if you are not worth it."

When Sun Buping heard this, he retorted: "Have my master said these things before?"

Xiaoxiangke was sitting next to Sun Buping, and when he heard this, he slapped his hands, "Why haven't I said it before? I'll say it right away! Great monk, great Zen master, we dead fish and rotten shrimps in the world, if you are not right, let's take action, you can just take us as a fart!"

At this time, a donkey screamed from the long street, and Monk Baolu shouted, "My donkey is here!" He carried Xiao Jinyan and Yu Wenshuang ran out.

After a fight just now, the shopkeeper was already scared to hide. Now that he had just left the treasure road, he came out and said carefully, "How many masters, do you want to beat the tip of the house or stay in a hotel?"

Tonight, the Bashan Sword Sect will be a great coward, and it will be spread to the world in the future. Where can I see people?

Seeing that the gang was still quarreling, Xiaoxiangke was malicious and gave Sun Buping a wink. Sun Buping walked up to him and waved his hand. The gang came forward and was stabbed to death by him before he could speak.

Sun Buping went to the counter for a long time, found a few hanging coins, three or four taels of broken silver, and kicked them into his arms.

Xiaoxiangke said: "This place is not a place to stay for a long time. There are people living here. Let's leave Yangzhou quickly before dawn."

"Master, let's just let it go?" Tang Bujing asked.

Xiaoxiangke took a pill of Resurrection Pill, and the pain was gone, and he said viciously, "Forget it? My two legs are ruined. I must not refuse to avenge this revenge!"

"But our Bashan Sword Sect belongs to you with the highest martial arts skills, and you are not an opponent, this..."

Xiaoxiangke sneered, "I have a few friends, who are famous in the world. They were also brothers who were knocking on the ground. They knew I was in trouble and would definitely not stand by. Let's set off tonight."

"Master, your friend is...?"

Xiaoxiang Guest said, "Tianshan!"

When the two heard this, their scalp became numb. They went from Yangzhou to Tianshan for at least half a year. Not to mention that there was not enough silver, just taking care of this half-dead master was enough for them to drink a pot.

Tang Bujing said, "No, come and bear the master."

Sun Buping said: "Why me?"

Tang Bujing said, "Junior brother, our master loves you the most on weekdays, and he taught you the unique Xiaoxiang Nine Swords of our Bashan Sword Sect. Now that the master is in trouble, it is time for you to fulfill your filial piety as an apprentice. What's more, now that you have taken the life and don't leave, we will not be able to leave as soon as the sky is dawn!"

Sun Buping refused to agree, and Xiaoxiangke was also angry. The two disciples did not worry, so he took out the token of the leader from his arms and said, "Don't fight, unfair, disrespect, who will send me to heaven? In the future, I will pass the position of the head of the Bashan Sword Sect to whom."

He made a mistake in his mouth and called "Tianshan" "in the sky".

When Tang Bujing and Sun Buping heard this, he drew his swords and assassinated Xiaoxiangke, "I'll send you a ride!" Xiaoxiangke was seriously injured. Seeing this scene, he couldn't dodge. Two long swords penetrated into his chest and was immediately extinguished.

Tang and Sun stood there in a daze.

"Junior brother!"

"Senior Brother!"

"How did you kill your master?"

"It was your sword that stabbed in first."

"No, it was Master who asked us to do it. We are difficult for our master to do it. We act on orders, isn't it right?"

“It makes sense.”

Tang Bujing said: "So, I should be the leader of our Bashan Sword Sect?"

"Why?"

"What you said just now was my sword stabbed in first, and the master also told me that whoever sent him to heaven would let him do the position of the head of the sect."

Sun Buping said: "It's true that you stabbed first, but your sword stabbed the shoulder blade, my sword stabbed the chest, and the real killing of my sword should be my sword."

Both of them had their own ulterior motives and wanted to seize the position of head of the Bashan Sword Sect. Tang Bujing sighed and said, "Well, now that the master has just died, we should put the overall situation first. I won't fight with you if I have the head."

Sun Buping said, "Thank you!" As he said that, he leaned over to get the token of the sect in Xiaoxiangke's hand. Suddenly, Sun Buping felt a pain in his chest, and a long sword pierced from his back heart, and the tip of the sword came out from his front chest.

"Senior brother, you!" Sun Buping was stunned.

Tang Bujing's eyes were red and he said, "Sun Buping, you bully your master and destroy your ancestors and kill your master. Today I will kill you, and I will practice the way for heaven and avenge your master!"

Blood flowed out from Sun Buping's chest. Sun Buping pointed at Tang Bujing, but opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound. He fell on his back and fell to the ground.

As the saying goes, anger arises from the heart, and evil arises from the courage.

Tang Bujing took the token of the leader in his arms, took the silver bag from Sun Buping's arms, and carved a line of words on the ground with his long sword, "The murderer is Xiao Jinyan!"

He knelt on his knees next to the body of Xiaoxiangke and sweared secretly, "Master, don't worry, I will set out for Tianshan now. Please let your brothers come out of the mountain and kill Xiao Jinyan to avenge you!" After that, he stood up and knocked over the candlestick on the cabinet. In an instant, a fire broke out in the inn.

Suddenly, he remembered something and engraved the words "The murderer is Xiao Jinyan" on the pillar outside the store and left Yangzhou City overnight.

This young hero of the Bashan Sword Sect fell into the Abyssin Hell in one thought.

After leaving the city, I found a dilapidated temple to rest before dawn. As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt that the ghost of Xiaoxiang Guest and Sun Buping were lingering in my mind. I was so scared that I was sweating all over. I suddenly opened my eyes and felt that the dark wind blew through the dilapidated temple, like a ghost crying.

A bell sounded.

In the darkness, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, which made him creepy. He put his sword across his chest, looked outside the temple gate, and shouted, "Who is sneaking?"

The sound echoed in the empty ruined temple, and no one answered outside the temple. As a result, Tang Bujing did not dare to fall asleep. He ran out of the ruined temple with his sword and ran for more than ten miles like crazy.

No matter where he ran, he always felt that someone was following him, with the crisp sound of bells, sometimes far and sometimes near. But he stopped to watch but couldn't find the other person, and he felt more and more frightened.

When you reach the extreme of fear, you are angry.

Tang Bujing was angry. He decided not to run away. He stood in the wilderness and sternly said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

A vague voice said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Get out!"

The voice also said, "Get out!"

Tang Bujing collapsed, "Come and kill me!"

The voice said, "I won't kill you."

A figure flashed in front of him, and an old man in black in a long robe stood in front of Tang Bujing like a ghost. Tang Bujing looked at this person and was so scared that he was scattered.

This person has a burly figure, high cheekbones, and a scar cut from the left forehead to the right jaw, revealing a white scar, making him look ferocious, with a few broken braids tied on his gray hair, and a silver bell tied with a braid tip.

The old man had a strange long sword on his waist, and he stood there motionless, staring at him with his eyes. The long sword had not been unsheathed, but Tang Bujing felt that his whole person was standing here was like a sharp treasure sword.

A person is like a knife, and a knife is a person.

Tang Bujing felt his breathing was rapid and his mouth was dry. The pressure emitted by this person made him unable to move at all, as if everything between the entire world was under the control of this person.

A master of the Datong Xiangjing.

Tang Bujing has heard that when a person practices to the Datong Xiang Realm, he can control the surrounding space. In his space, all the laws of heaven and earth are controlled by him.

In this space, he is God.

As long as he has a thought, he will die.

In Tang Bujing's world of the world, such a person is like a legend. He never thought that he could meet him. Needless to say, everything he had in Yangzhou City was seen by him.

Tang Bujing felt that his life had come to an end.

"Who are you?" Tang Bujing mustered up the courage and asked.

The man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, but I admire you very much."

Tang Bujing wondered: "Appreciate me?"

The old man said, "Yes, kill my fellow disciples and masters. Your appearance of not recognizing your relatives and taking action is very cruel. It is very good that I used to be."

"If the senior just wants to tell me this, then I have to praise me. I will go back to the sect to deal with some things, so let's say goodbye."

The old man sneered: "Slow down!"

"What else?"

The old man said lightly: "Your name is Tang Bujing, right? Now there are two ways in front of you. First, kneel down and take me as your teacher. Second, go to be the head of the Bashan Sword Sect. However, I will kill Bashan later and destroy you."

Tang Bujing was full of doubts and thought that this man was very skilled in martial arts and acted erratic, but he didn't know who he was. When he learned that I killed my master, he even wanted to accept me as his disciple, either a madman or a fool.

"Why should I take you as my teacher?"

The old man said slowly, "On the Term grassland of our Great Chu State, there are many cows raised. The milk is dried into cakes and made into crispy, which tastes mellow."

Tang Bujing asked: "What does this have to do with me?"

The old man said proudly: "Not all milk is called Tronsu. Not everyone is qualified to be my apprentice of Chu Kuangdao."

When Tang Bujing heard this, he was ecstatic. The strange man in front of him turned out to be the number one master of Western Chu, the Great Chu royal family, and the crazy sword Chu Ritian.

This person is the top five masters on the Tianlist. Looking at the world, he can be worthy of being an enemy. The Golden Sword Li Qiuyi is one, Yuwen Tianlu is one, and the rest are all old monsters that cannot be found in the world. If he can be worshipped under his sect, let alone the head of the Bashan Sword Sect, he will not be willing to change even if he comes to the leader of the martial arts leader.

Thinking of this, he thrust and fell to the ground, "Master is here, and my disciple is willing to be the piece of crisp on the Trunk grassland!"
Chapter completed!