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Wujin and Broken Temple were really destined to live together. The next day, Wujin was still staying at Broken Temple in the evening. On this day Wujin was still unwilling to steal another horse. Of course, it was impossible for the young man to break up his love. The two of them had nothing to do with each other and rode the same horse.

I don't feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable.

Wujin was content with the situation. Seeing that the roof of this temple was no longer made of thatch, he said with contentment: "This time we won't be able to cross the river with thatch. This is made of stone." As he spoke, he knocked on the wall, and unexpectedly a piece of it came out.

Rubble fell from the sky.

The young man glared at him and suddenly smiled: "You look like a legendary person." Wujin was stunned: "Who?" The young man guessed correctly: "The horse thief Liu Wujin." Wujin smiled: "How can you see that?

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The young man said: "Stealing horses, robbing them when they can't steal them, stalking them, using everything, and doing things sloppily... However, the spy Li Longyin who was exposed not long ago also has the same style. Are you Li Longyin or Liu Wujin?"

Wujin muttered: "It's really uncomfortable to be compared with such a person..." Before he could tell him, suddenly there was a series of hurried footsteps outside the door, the temple door creaked, and five burly men came in. Neither party expected it.

When someone else came, he nodded in surprise and sat on both sides. Wujin frowned and said: This outfit looks familiar.

A man was heard saying anxiously: "Young master is not here yet! Could something have happened?" Another man answered: "Brother, don't worry, the young master said he would be there tonight!"

"I'm not worried that he's not trustworthy, I'm just worried that he's not safe! Alas, the young master has nothing to do this time!" "You can't blame the young master entirely. Whoever makes the master partial, he likes the boy named Yun!"

The young man discovered that Wujin was eavesdropping deliberately and could not say anything. At that moment, a hearty laugh sounded outside the door: "Hahahaha, it's almost done!" Wujin was surprised, he was too familiar with this person who came later -

-It's him! The knife thief!

Wujin stepped on his iron shoes and couldn't wait. He drew his sword without any explanation and stepped forward. The bearded man was shocked. The servant behind him had quick eyesight and quick hands. He raised his stick and set up a formation to stop Wujin. The bearded man took a few steps back and said, "You can catch up with me even from such a distance.

You are so persistent!" Wu Jin said angrily: "This is called God's will, who are you! Why do you secretly drink the knife of hatred!"

The young man stood up in shock: "He secretly drinks the Hate Knife?! Who are you? What is your relationship with the Drinking Hate Knife!?" The bearded man looked at him and said, "Young Master Yang, why are you with him?"

Wujin was shocked: Are they a group? The young man looked at the bearded man in surprise: "Do you recognize me?"

"I'm talking to Guizhai about the owner of the village. I am an acquaintance of Tamsui. I have seen Yang Shaoxia's portrait. As expected, I was convinced when I met him. The title of Jade-faced Little White Dragon is right for the wrong person!" Only then did Wujin know that the young man was the most famous person in the world.

Yang Songxian, the famous "Jade-faced Little White Dragon", couldn't help but feel ashamed: He had been staying in the Short Knife Valley all these years, and the news was so limited. He didn't expect that so much had changed in two years!

After regaining his composure, he heard the bearded man say: "But how come Yang Shaoxia is with him? He is the spy Li Longyin who was just found out by Haishengmingyue not long ago!"

Yang Songxian was shocked, and Liu Wujin was even more shocked!

Wujin became alert. He knew that the bearded man in front of him was definitely not simple. He must be deliberately provoking!

The bearded man walked up to Song Xian, cupped his fists and said, "Young Master Yang, this Li Longyin is the one who stole the Drinking Hate Knife. We chased him for several days before we took it back from him. He refused to give up and wanted to take it back again!"

Wujin sneered: "How insidious!" Song Xian mistook the traitor and unsheathed his sword: "I'm sorry!" After saying that, he immediately stabbed Li Longyin in his mind. Wujin could distinguish between friend and foe, so naturally he couldn't take action.

Although he was ruthless, he was forced to use his sword to fight. The two competed for the second time. Yang Songxian was murderous, but Liu Wujin was merciful. There were several chances of hitting Wujin, but Wujin put away the sword and came back. Yang Songxian's martial arts

How can we underestimate him? Wujin had to live for more than ten years before he could barely stop him with a horizontal sword.

Wujin hated that he was being used by the enemy, and said angrily: "Yang Songxian, I am Liu Wujin!" Yang Songxian seemed stunned, obviously confused by these two people, and did not care about the three-seven-twenty-one beating.

Besides, a sword flies as fast as flying towards the clouds. The wings of an eagle are spread as if it is connected with the next sword, but it is not clear how it will be connected. Wujin is amazed while taking the sword, almost sinking into the silk of his sword and forgetting to leave, while Song

Xian was also surprised: "I didn't expect that a spy like you could take on so many tricks from me!" Looking at his expression, he seemed a little doubtful.

The bearded man saw that the two were equally matched, and Wu Jin was the elder one after all, so it might be easier to win, so he hurriedly said: "Young Master Yang's swordsmanship is really exquisite! The five of you come together and capture this spy!" Wu Jin had a bad idea, and Yang

Song Xian is already difficult to deal with. If he adds five more, he will be exhausted to death. What's more, even if he defeats these six people, he may not be able to get the Drinking Hate Sword!

There was no room for guessing who this man was. He turned his Wujin sword to his left hand and held it tightly. At the same time, he took out an iron gall from his body. While fighting Yang Songxian, he threw the iron gall at the five people.

He was gearing up to join the battle group, but before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly got bold. Wujin was powerful and precise in direction. He knocked down five people with one iron gut. Yang Songxian was very surprised. His sword skills accelerated, and Wujin immediately accelerated:

"I am really Liu Wujin!" Yang Songxian said coldly: "How to prove it?!"

He struck out with his sword again. The sword was as thin as silk, and it seemed to be a steel-hard rain curtain in front of Wujin's eyes. No matter where he resisted, he could feel the inner tension of the sword, just like every drop of rain was tied to another drop.

It looks like raindrops, but it is actually a flood and tsunami. It is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Drops penetrate the stone, and the sword is handed down from generation to generation! Wujin is worthy of being a famous swordsman in the world. He can respond to thousands of changes without changing his opponent. Both of them have nearly a hundred moves.

The outcome is still hard to decide.

But at this moment, Yang Songxian suddenly said: "Brother! Leave Li Longyin to me for the time being! You first take the Yinhen Dual Saber back to the Short Knife Valley!" Wujin was shocked when he heard this. The six people were eager in their hearts and immediately started shooting.

As he slipped away, Wu Jin shouted: "You are not allowed to leave!" He quickly abandoned Yang Songxian and used Qinggong to block the door. It was not easy for him to make a mistake, how could he lose again, and the loss was so worthless!?

Yang Songxian was so fast that he chased after him: "Li Longyin! Don't even think about trying to stop me!" During the gap between Wujin and his swords, the six people had already fled. Wujin was eager to chase, but Yang Song

Xian tried to stop him many times but was unable to do anything. Seeing him help the enemy escape, Wujin was angry, anxious and wanted to laugh. His sword skills began to fail, but Yang Songxian became more courageous as he fought. Wujin angrily shouted: "Yang Songxian, you are in vain."

How come the leader of the Red Coat Village is so indifferent between the enemy and ourselves?!"

Yang Songxian said coldly: "Stop sophistry, I won't be fooled!" Wujin took a stab at it and took a step back: "Why do you believe them but not me? Is it because there are too many of them?! Those people stole a pair of knives and met

You and I tried to drive a wedge between us when we didn’t know each other, but it’s better for you. Not only did you fall into the trap, but you also found a good excuse to send them all away!”

A trace of panic flashed across Yang Songxian's face, but with a sense of luck, he struck out with the sword "The spring silkworm will not be exhausted until it dies." The sword energy was like a rainbow, and there seemed to be a sword hidden in the sword. The swords were connected, and the swords were entangled with each other.

This is the subtlety of the "Silk Sword Technique".

At this moment, Wujin completely believed that he was Yang Songxian. He was so anxious that he had to resort to his last resort: "Yang Songxian, I went to the Red Coat Village two years ago, and you happened to be punished by the leader of the village for trivial matters!" Yang Songxian was covered in a cold sweat.

: If he was Li Longyin, how could he know about this? Something suddenly occurred to him, and he sheathed his sword and asked him: "Liu Wujin suffered a serious injury on his head, did you?"

When Song Xian saw the long and deep scar on the back of Wu Jin's head, he was so shocked that he dropped his sword on the ground and was so confused: "Everyone... blames me... Oh my God!" Wu Jin blamed himself when he saw him frustrated.

, patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Forget it, you can find it again if you lose it. They just went south, they must be going to Dali. If we follow them, I don't believe we can't find them."

Song Xian was startled: "Is the knife thief really from Dali? Could it be Dian Cangshan Yunlan?"

Wujin frowned: "It's a bit far-fetched. What's the use of Yunlan's Drinking Hatred Knife?!" He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "Why not, you and I will search separately today. If we can't find it before sunset, we will meet at the gate of the city.
Chapter completed!