Blue and Red Clothes

These four old men clearly want to destroy everyone in the teahouse.

Everyone in the teahouse is in danger, even if Zhongsun Qifu did not take action, it was the same.

Everyone feels a strong crisis of death.

The four old men were like four mountains, standing in front of everyone, so that no one could leave the teahouse.

However, depending on the situation, it seems that the road has not been blocked.

This made no one feel like he was dying and was still lucky, just like a siege of the city.

After a few minutes, there were only more than a dozen people left in the worship.

Kumano's momentum was gradually decreasing, as if the time limit for the Gu-Devouring Technique was approaching its limit.

The old man with thick eyebrows looked more and more rounded in his sword move.

Zhongsun Qifu murmured, "Is God going to destroy my Western Xia royal family?"

He never thought of running out of the inn, because he knew that as long as he had any movement, it would immediately attract the thunder attack of the four old men. And he was just an old man with no power and extremely old man, and he could not stop it.

Li Wangyuan had two swords covered with gaps, rolling on the ground, and slashed at the legs of the old man without eyebrows.

The other two masters of Shangyuan Realm held swords to take the old man's eyebrows and chest respectively.

The worshippers on the side were already timid and did not dare to move forward easily.

The old man without eyebrows just chuckled, raised his sword lightly, and then lifted the two swords in front of him. He gently tapped his feet at the same time and took two steps back.

Li Wangyuan's two swords failed.

As soon as he raised his head, his expression changed.

Because the old man without eyebrows had already pulled up again at this moment, the tip of the sword was less than half a meter away from his face.

Li Wangyuan hurriedly carried his two swords to deal with it.

Clinking.

Hold it down!

However, before Li Wangyuan could even be surprised, he felt a severe chest pain.

The old man without eyebrows kicked his left leg hard on his chest.

Li Wangyuan vomited blood and threw it away.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he got up, whimpered twice, and fainted without saying anything.

"emperor!"

Zhongsun Qifu exclaimed and hurriedly ran towards Li Wangyuan.

Four old men from Pojun Academy remained silent and fought.

Kill all the people in the teahouse and avoid them. The Song army died, the Western Xia army had no leader, and it was easy for the White Horse Army to win the Chongqing Prefecture under Qin Han.

Another master of the Shangyuan Realm was lost.

Kumano really reached the limit and had sequelae after stimulating potential, and it was hard to support himself. When his hands were in contact with the sword tip of the thick-browed old man, he took two steps back slightly, and then he retreated again and again.

He whistled again.

Cai Vaiwen, who was always motionless, moved his body and rushed to the thick-browed old man.

The old man with thick eyebrows sneered, and with a light sword, he slashed Cai Vaiwen and threw it away again.

The silver corpse, as hard as iron and stone, was covered with more than ten scars.

However, Kumano finally got a short chance to adjust his breathing.

He took two deep breaths and finally suppressed the internal energy swelling in his chest.

The old man with thick eyebrows rushed forward again.

After Kumano took several moves, he glanced out of the teahouse.

At this moment, he really planned to leave here.

Not to mention that Yue Peng's life and death are unpredictable now, it doesn't make much sense for him to stay here. If he continues to fight, even he himself can only die here.

King of different surnames.

Oh!

Although Zhao Dongting promised him this, he also knew that only by living can he get this reward.

The other two masters of Zhenwu in the First Pintang did not have such a plan, but just focused on fighting. Their families were still under the control of Chao Mansion and dared to leave. Even if Zhongsun Qifu and others were all dead, when the army returned to Xixia, their families would have no way to die.

The door is open.

The wind opens.

Kumano's eyes widened slightly.

The two powerful masters of the First Pin Hall Zhenwu were also slightly surprised.

The four old men did not look back, but they also felt something, and their expressions changed a little.

This may be the induction between the strong and the strong.

A green shirt and a red shirt appeared at the entrance of the teahouse.

He has white hair on his temples, a long sword in his hands, and a jade-like face. Although he is a little old, he looks like an old wine that is getting more and more fragrant. Now it seems that he is still the most popular among the resentful women in the boudoir.

Hongqi is a woman, tall and graceful, with a long skirt that is on the ground, looks soft and weak. Her eyes are a little cold, but it is not the kind of cold that makes people look deterred, but it is more like the coldness that locks the door of her heart.

The two walked into the teahouse one after another.

The people inside the house stopped in a tacit understanding.

The four old men retreated to the side of the door and looked at the man in green and the man in red.

Kumano and others were slightly asthma.

They were happy to have a quit for the time being because it was difficult to hold on.

Everyone looked at the door.

Everyone in Xixia showed doubts because no one knew the two people who suddenly appeared.

Kumano frowned slightly, but he didn't recognize it either.

However, the Wuding Hall worshipper showed a look of surprise on his face and shouted in a low voice: "Senior Jun!"

The person in the blue-clothed sword immortal king Tianfang.

The person in red is a charming scene with red shadows.

The old man Wudingtang has been in Wudingtang for several years and has seen them in Leizhou Palace.

Hearing this exclamation, the four old men in the Pojun Academy frowned slightly and looked very bad.

The surname Jun, wearing green clothes, and with such a demeanor, there is only one person in Shu.

Although they live in the Pojun Academy, it is unlikely that they have seen Jun Tianfang, but they cannot even hear Jun Tianfang's name. Now the Pojun Academy has been born.

A blue-clothed sword immortal has been able to cause subtle changes in the situation in the teahouse.

There are two middle stages of Zhenwu, two early stages of Zhenwu, and several Shangyuan realms. Even though these four old men are all invincible in swordsmanship, they are still a little confused.

Moreover, the Guiyuan sword technique practiced by the Qingyi Sword Cultivator is also the most top sword technique in the world. His sword technique cultivation is definitely better than the Zhenwu worship of these two first-grade halls, and many of the vicious old men with black cloaks are there.

"The Green Sword Immortal Jun Tianfang?"

The old man with thick eyebrows spoke in a low voice.

Jun Tianfang nodded calmly, his eyes swept through the room, and his brows frowned slightly.

The thick-browed old man said again: "Why are you here to stop me from waiting?"

Jun Tianfang's expression did not change much, and he said, "I know you are from the Pojun Academy. I just saw your sword moves. They must be the Pojun sword technique in the Pojun Academy. They are really extraordinary. If it is ordinary, Jun may really not want to touch your Pojun Academy."

He paused for a moment, "But today, Jun wants to protect a few people in this teahouse."

The thick-browed old man sneered, "Since we know that we are from the Pojun Academy, how dare you speak and protect us?"

A sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!