Because Huangfu Ji and his men suddenly broke into the valley, Zeng Xiangjie had no choice but to change his mind and ordered his subordinates to shoot Yan Ao with crossbow arrows first, and then he took the opportunity to strike away with his palm, completely settling the battle. Unexpectedly, before Yan Ao died, he tried his best to throw the iron box out first! There is no doubt that what is hidden in the iron box is the sacred artifact of the Demon Cult that drives the heroes crazy - the Secret Map of Black Iron. At this moment, a strange peak emerged. Whether it was the Qinglong Society who thought they were infallible or the Baiyun Sect who was annoyed that they were late, their moods were suddenly turned upside down. Everyone's focus was focused on the tumbling iron box. Whoever can take the lead will win. Get the treasure map!
Plop! Yan Ao, who had exhausted all his strength, fell heavily to the ground, stopped breathing and remained motionless. But at this moment, no one cares about this generation of strong men. A dead person, even if he was extremely skilled in martial arts during his lifetime, will no longer be a threat after his death.
Huangfu Ji was overjoyed. The secret message came sooner rather than later! He grabbed it with his hand and created infinite suction force out of thin air, sucking the iron box straight over.
Zeng Xiangjie was furious, how could he be willing to give up all the fat in his mouth to others? He knew clearly that this was a poisonous plot set up by Yan Aolin before his death. Once it was carried out, the two sects and gangs would become mortal enemies, but the devil's holy relics were in sight and they had to be seized! He planted his feet on the ground, jumped up in the air, used his fists with full force, and struck Huangfu Ji's lower abdomen from the air, attacking the enemy and forcing him to protect himself first. The power of the fist surged like a tidal wave, Huangfu Ji's complexion changed slightly, and he pushed out his palms with a muffled sound, the strength clashed, and a strong wind overflowed. The iron box was swept away by the sudden burst of airflow, immediately changed its direction, rolled and fell to the ground. Huangfu Ji sank, tiptoed to the ground, and pounced on the iron box like a cheetah. Zeng Xiangjie shouted: "Look at the fist!" The wind of the fist was like a mountain, and it fell straight down. Huangfu Ji said angrily: "General Zeng Shen, do you want to tear up the secret agreement between your family and our family?" As he spoke, he struck with his palms and fingers in succession, crackling with energy, and in the blink of an eye, he and Zeng Xiangjie performed seven or eight moves.
Zeng Xiangjie sneered and said: "Master Huangfu, you are the evil one to complain first! Yan Ao was killed by me, and the sacred objects of the demon sect should belong to our Qinglong Society. If you want to cut in and pick up something ready-made, how can it be so cheap?" thing!"
Huangfu Ji said: "Absurd! Who stipulates that if you kill someone, the thing will be yours? You attacked me first and violated the covenant. Even if you sue to Chen Hui, he will not protect you!"
Zeng Xiangjie retorted and said sarcastically: "Master Huangfu, if you have a quarrel with me, the Qinglong Society, over this, can you tell me about it to Sect Leader Ning?"
The two masters were exchanging words and fighting with fists and palms. However, the air pillars exploded, the soil flew up, and countless stones were shot indiscriminately, forcing those watching on the outside to dodge in panic.
Hu Xiaotian was shocked. Baiyun Sect and Qinglong Society had actually concluded an alliance in private. This was a shocking secret! No wonder Huangfuji came all the way to Chang'an, obviously with Ning Wufan's authorization, and came all the way to meet Chen Tianye secretly. The Baiyun Sect is the number one evil sect, and its main sphere of influence is located in Huguang, Jianghuai, and Lingnan. The Qinglong Society has recently been known as the number one gang in the underworld. Its sphere of influence is mainly north of the Yangtze River and as far away as Monan and Liaodong. Once these two families join forces, He definitely has the strength to influence the overall direction of Jianghu, and is enough to aspire to the throne of Jianghu leader. Chen Tianye was really unscrupulous in order to realize his ambition. I don't know what benefits he promised Ning Wufan, but he was able to impress this evil master? After the Baiyun Sect and the Qinglong Society formed an alliance, they would undoubtedly have to deal with the Demon Sect, the Beggar Clan, the Seven Sword Sects Alliance, the Five Major Families and other first-rate forces in the world, and the Demon Sect was a thorn in the side of these two families. If the Demon Sect had not taken precautions in advance, they would probably have been attacked by two of them together, and they would have lost their troops.
Hu Xiaotian thought about the serious consequences, and his palms broke out in cold sweat. He seemed to have seen the corpses of hundreds of demon sect disciples separated, and the entrances of demon churches everywhere were burning. He was on pins and needles, wishing he could write a book immediately and send it to Xuanzong on Pegasus, so that the Demon Cult could take precautions early to avoid suffering heavy losses.
At the moment when his thoughts were complicated, Huangfuji and Zeng Xiangjie collided head-on again, and then each took three steps back, glaring at each other like aggressive roosters. Huangfu Ji took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "General Zeng, you and I are equally powerful. Unless we risk our lives to fight, it will be difficult to determine the outcome until tomorrow. However, our two families have just formed an alliance. We are friends, not enemies. It would be extremely inappropriate to fight for your life when you see blood."
Zeng Xiangjie snorted coldly: "Does the Huangfu Sect Master put the overall situation first and give in?"
Huangfu Ji smiled slightly and said: "Everything in the world must be done according to the rules of the world. I have a suggestion. You and I will each send three people to compete. The one who wins two games will be eligible to get the iron box. How about it?"
Zeng Xiangjie shook his head and said: "Master Huangfu, once Yan Ao dies, the iron box will of course belong to our Qinglong Society. Since it belongs to us, why should we take it out to fight with you? Your Baiyun Sect didn't contribute half of it, just I just took a look at it while passing by and wanted to take it for myself, which is untenable both emotionally and rationally. If you and I join forces to kill Yan Ao, the situation is different, so your proposal can be accepted. Master Huangfu Clan , if youIf we insist on not giving in, we will have to fight with all our strength! "The Qinglong Society has the advantage of having a large number of people and has the upper hand in terms of strength. How could they foolishly agree to a duel with the Baiyun Sect?"
Huangfuji was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zeng Xiangjie with admiration. Who said he was a person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind? Not only does he have a clear mind and sharp words, but he also remains calm at critical moments. No wonder he ranks among the four great generals. He said slowly: "General Zeng, do you have to get to the point where life and death are incompatible with each other?"
Zeng Xiangjie said in a deep voice: "Above the world, whoever has a harder fist is the boss. Master Huangfu, although the treasure map is good, it must be saved with one's life. Yan Ao is not far away, and we can learn from the past!"
Huangfuji's face turned cold and he said word by word: "General Zeng, I respect you but I'm not afraid of you. Don't think that because your Qinglong Society has the advantage in numbers, you are sure of victory. The various methods of our Baiyun Sect Once deployed, even if you have ten times more manpower, you are no different from ants!" Baiyun Sect is the number one cult sect. What scares people in the world most is not their martial arts skills, but their proficiency in various strange sects. Strange arts, such as soul-stirring, collecting yin and replenishing yang, illusion, charm, etc. It is said that Ning Wufan is good at an incredible evil technique called "Chasing Souls and Captivating Souls". Even if he is hundreds of miles away, as long as he thinks, he can make the enemy's breath go backwards and explode to death. Huangfu Ji is the leader of the four sect masters, second only to Ning Wufan in the Baiyun Sect, and the power of the evil magic arts he is proficient in is unbelievably powerful.
Of course Zeng Xiangjie knew the evil and viciousness of the Baiyun Sect, but how could he not be well prepared to besiege Yan Ao this time? Raising his hand to make a gesture, the Qinglong Society gang immediately revealed their hidden crossbows. Dozens of gleaming fine steel crossbow arrows were aimed at the Baiyun Sect members. He sneered and said, "Master Huangfu, I wonder if it's because your evil skills are so powerful, or because my steel crossbow kills people fast enough?"
Hu Xiaotian was secretly happy when he saw this. If they fight desperately, no matter which side wins in the end, the Qinglong Society and the Baiyun Sect will definitely turn against each other, and the so-called covenant will naturally be invalidated. This is great news for the Demon Sect and all the factions in the world.
Just when the sword was at stake, a clear whistle suddenly sounded in the darkness, like a long roar of a blue dragon, the sound shook the whole world. Everyone who was confronting them was stunned, and all turned their heads to look.
The whistling suddenly stopped, and a figure suddenly appeared dozens of feet away. At this time, the clouds opened and the moon appeared, and the cold moonlight fell like water, illuminating the figure and face of the visitor. I saw him with thick eyebrows and a high nose, eyes as deep as the sea, wearing green clothes, and a black sword stuck behind his back. At first glance, he didn't have any outstanding aura, but when he took a second look, he couldn't help but feel turbulent. An indescribable cold sword energy hit the center of the eyebrows, making people subconsciously want to look away.
Hu Xiaotian was shaken all over and lost his voice: "How could it be him?!"
The swordsman's Qinggong and body skills were very ordinary, and it was not seen that he accelerated with all his strength. He only took three steps and easily crossed the space in the blink of an eye. He suddenly fell to the center of the field and passed through the hands of the masters of the Baiyun Sect. Everyone in the Baiyun Sect was horrified. They pulled out their weapons in unison and poured out all their strength to kill them. Everyone was deeply frightened when they made the move. Was it a human or a ghost? How could there be such incredible Qinggong?
The blades chopped down randomly, the figure was a blur, and all the weapons were in vain.
The swordsman said: "Ignorance is not guilty, I will spare you once." As he spoke, he approached Huangfu Ji's side. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword was thrust out with its sheath, seemingly fast and sometimes slowly, leaving no trace. Huangfuji wanted to say hello, but the invisible sword intent came towards him, and the pressure was so heavy that he couldn't breathe out or speak. When this sword strikes, the sword's intention covers all directions. Even if the skill is as powerful as his, he can't retreat, cannot retreat, and dare not retreat! Huangfu Ji stared at the trajectory of the long sword, his face was extremely solemn, he sat down and sunk his horse, turned his palms into swords and struck out continuously. In an instant, countless palm shadows were transformed, and they struck sideways on the sword, intending to avoid the enemy's edge. But among the thousands of palm shadows, the long sword passed through without any hindrance, and the point of the wave at the tip of the scabbard hit the palm of his right hand. Huangfuji's arms shook violently, and he involuntarily took five steps back. With each step back, a point of sword energy was transferred to his feet, and the soil reached his ankles.
The swordsman had no intention of continuing to challenge Huang Fuji. He retracted his long sword and opened his left hand to grab the iron box on the ground.
"Stop!" Zeng Xiangjie saw the attacker forcing Huangfu Ji back with one move, and he couldn't help but feel a storm in his heart. However, he had a character that would rather bend than bend, so how could he take the initiative to show weakness? At that moment, he punched out with a fierce blow, the strong wind was blowing, and the force was extremely strong. Seeing that the fist was still half a foot away from the opponent, a cold wind suddenly blew by, and the veins of both arms stung at the same time. A powerful sword energy invaded the meridians and attacked directly upward. Zeng Xiangjie hurriedly mobilized his true energy to resist, but unexpectedly the sword energy suddenly disappeared, and the force of his fists was dampened, as if he had been punched twice in the chest, and he staggered back with a muffled groan.
Huangfu Ji finally got rid of the sword energy in his body, his face turned green and white, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Ouyang Jue, what do you want?"
Everyone took care of each other. ?Everyone in Yunzong sweated when they thought about how they dared to attack Ouyang Jue just now.
In the world of martial arts, although Jun Wangyou is recognized as the number one master of the White Way, this great master lives in seclusion, like a dragon with no head or tail, and does not appear once for two or three years. He is more like an illusory figure in mythology. But Ouyang Jue is different. He often travels around the world, killing countless heroes with a long sword, causing underworld and evil people to have headaches and become frightened. He behaves in a low-key manner, hates evil as much as he hates evil, comes like the wind and leaves without a trace, but he never shows mercy when he draws his sword to kill. At that time, six of the eight famous cottages in the underworld were defeated by him alone. Any powerful gangster would tremble when he heard Ouyang Jue's name and would avoid him. Some even asserted that Ouyang Jue's swordsmanship and achievements were enough to challenge Jun Wangyou and Xuanzong for the title of No. 1 in the world. There are also many people with ulterior motives who are fanning the flames, advocating some kind of peak battle, and launching a ranking list of the top ten masters in the world, which includes the top figures from the white, black and evil ways. No matter Jun Wangyou, Xuanzong or Ouyang Jue responded to the rumors in the world, they seemed to have never heard of them.
Zeng Xiangjie suddenly said: "So you are Ouyang the hero. I am defeated by your sword. I am convinced." A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. It is not shameful to lose to the best swordsman in the world.
Ouyang Jue shook his head: "Life has a limit, and martial arts is endless. How can we give up easily? If you are afraid, it will be difficult for you to achieve great success in martial arts in the future."
Zeng Xiangjie looked stern and solemnly said: "Zeng has learned the lesson! From now on, I would rather die than lose!"
Ouyang Jue nodded, glanced at Huangfu Ji, and said calmly: "The Baiyun Sect is too evil, and I have never been happy with it. If the Huangfu Sect Master is not convinced, just tell him."
Huangfu Ji opened his mouth with an angry expression, but in the end he didn't say anything harsh. If Ouyang Juezhen unsheathes his sword, he will lose not only his face, but his life!
Hu Xiaotian looked at Ouyang Jue's peerless elegance from a distance, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings. He was happy and uneasy at the same time. Many years ago, Ouyang Jue taught him the true meaning of swordsmanship, which can be regarded as a gift. But times have changed, and now he has joined the Demon Sect and become a disciple of Xuanzong. He and Ouyang Jue belong to the black and white paths. Can the friendship in the past be compared to the power of the world? Even if the two recognize each other again today, can he still call Ouyang Jue "big brother"? With Ouyang Jue's character of hating evil, would he draw his sword on the spot and kill him, the disciple of the leader of the demon sect?
Hu Xiaotian suddenly remembered that when he and Monk Busha passed by a forest the day before yesterday, they encountered a mysterious swordsmanship master. As a result, Monk Busha was repelled by the invisible sword energy. His heart suddenly brightened. It turned out that that person was Ouyang Jue! Ouyang Jue must have received the news of the appearance of the Xuan Tie Secret Map on his way to Chang'an, and rushed there, but by chance he bumped into them.
Ouyang Jue thrust his sword behind his back, raised his hand, and the iron box flew into his palm. Huangfuji and Zeng Xiangjie looked at each other, feeling as uncomfortable as a cat's claws, secretly slandering them. Ouyang Jue flicked his finger with all his strength, and immediately shattered the lock of the iron box. He opened the lid with a snap and took out a dark metal piece with many strange runes engraved on its surface.
Everyone looked at the metal piece eagerly, and all of them were ignited with greedy desires - the legendary treasure map of the Demon Cult. If you get it, you will be as rich as the enemy! Huangfu Ji finally couldn't help shouting: "Ouyang Jue, this treasure map belongs to my Baiyun Sect and Qinglong Society. Do you, a majestic White Dao hero, also want to imitate others and take it by force?"
As soon as Ouyang Jue touched the metal piece with his finger, his expression moved slightly, he tossed it casually, looked at it carefully for a few more times, and suddenly burst out laughing: "It's just a fake piece of East China Sea cold iron, it actually caused such a big disturbance, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous !¡±
What? ! Is the treasure map fake? ! What is hidden in the iron box is not a sacred object of the devil's religion, but a fake? ! Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't believe their ears, but with Ouyang Jue's status and reputation, it was absolutely impossible for him to lie and deceive others. In that case, isn't it a big joke that hundreds of heroes are fighting life and death?
Zeng Xiangjie stamped his feet and said, "I don't believe it! Yan Ao ran around for several days, desperately guarding this iron box. How could the treasure map in the box be a fake?"
Ouyang Jue shook his head and said, "Since you don't believe it, take a look for yourself!" He raised his hand and threw the metal piece to Zeng Xiangjie nonchalantly. "The Mysterious Iron Map, as the name suggests, is secretly made from extraterrestrial black iron. Its material and weight are very different from ordinary iron in the world. If this thing is really black iron, its weight must be at least twice as much, and it is not afraid of being struck by ordinary weapons. cut."
Zeng Xiangjie knew something was wrong as soon as he received the metal piece. He turned to his subordinate and said, "Ning Sancai, bring me the knife!" The man hurriedly turned the handle of the knife over and handed it over. Zeng Xiangjie took the knife in his hand, threw the metal piece high, and slashed with the knife with his right hand. There was just a soft click, and the metal piece was cut in half by the blade, and fell to the ground with a "bah".
Everyone was dumbfounded and surged up at the same timeThe feeling of being fooled.
Ouyang Jue said with a smile: "Huangfu Ji, didn't you just say that this thing belongs to you? Just one family took half of it, and no one suffered any loss."
The veins on Zeng Xiangjie's forehead jumped sharply. He pointed the tip of the knife and said angrily: "Search me immediately - Hey, where is Yan Ao's body?!" Where the body should have been lying, there was nothing but a pool of blood. Outside, it¡¯s empty. Zeng Xiangjie was shocked and angry. He looked around and shouted, "Who the hell stole the body of the Ghost King?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Just now everyone was focused on the iron box, but no one noticed when Yan Ao's body disappeared.
Huangfu Ji had a flash of inspiration and stamped his feet: "No, Yan Ao must have used the secret technique of the underworld to fake death to deceive us! The real secret map of Xuan Iron must have been dropped and is still hidden on his body!"
Zeng Xiangjie was nudged by him and immediately figured out the key. He murmured: "No wonder the famous Ghost King died so easily with just one palm strike. It turned out that he pretended to be dead to escape! He is indeed the Ghost King, what a clever idea." Too much."
Huangfu Ji said coldly: "It's too late to say anything now, it won't help. General Zeng, how about you and I working together to continue hunting Yan Ao? He is seriously injured and will never escape too far. If we can catch him this time The first step for him is to cut off his ghost head!"
Zeng Xiangjie gritted his teeth and said decisively: "We agreed in advance that whoever can kill Yan Ao will get the sacred objects of the Demon Sect!"