Su Wangting stood up slowly and repeated: "I said...that Quan Lixian must be a beast."

The disciple raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm talking about a few of you. Could it be that they came to stir up trouble?"

Su Wangting nodded: "If you don't think so, then take it as such."

The disciple took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Regardless of whether your Frost Flower Palace is still in great power now, just the three of you dare to come here to stir up trouble. Have you not carefully weighed your own weight?"

Su Wangting ignored the provocative words and pointed at the two old men and said calmly: "Let Quan Lixian bring his two daughters out immediately. Isn't this the style of a big sect that is so disrespectful of human life?"

The disciple sneered, shook his head and said, "You really don't know how high the sky is! Master Quan Lixian is the chief instructor of the Blood Knife Hall. He is so famous that you can see him just by asking?"

"Let him come out." Su Wangting just repeated.

"Hmph!! I don't know what to say!!" The disciple rolled up his sleeves and turned away, "Leave immediately and don't embarrass your Frost Flower Palace again!!"

"Who do you think you are talking to??" Yin Chengliang's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he took two steps forward with his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, "Two bastards, do you know who they are!!!"

The disciple turned around when he heard this, looked Su Wangting up and down again, and said blankly: "Who is it? You just called him senior brother, isn't he just an ordinary disciple of your Frost Flower Palace? Hey!"

"Asshole!! How dare you disrespect him!!"

As he said this, Yin Chengliang was about to draw his sword, but Su Wangting reached out and held him down.

"How about I take a break and you come?" Su Wangting gave Yin Chengliang a gentle push, "Why are you so restless? This is the sect of the Red Maple Society, and you are always ready to draw your sword. Say

Has it passed?"

Yin Chengliang's face was ashen and he said he didn't dare and retreated.

When the Red Maple Society disciple saw this, he laughed and said, "That's right, that's right, senior brother of yours understands..."

Before he finished speaking, the disciple's voice suddenly stopped.

His eyes were widened, his face was flushed, and his mouth was moving up and down, but he couldn't make a sound.

Just because at this time, his throat was pinched by a slender hand with five fingers!!

"So fast!" This disciple was horrified.

But he could only scream in his heart, his throat was being held tight, and he couldn't make a sound.

"You are not allowed to draw the sword because you are not worthy." Su Wangting said coldly.

"Uh...uh..."

The disciple used all his strength and tried to pry Su Wangting's hand away with both hands.

Nothing moved.

Those five fingers are shrinking tighter and tighter.

"Let him go!!" Another disciple shouted, unsheathing both swords at his waist.

But almost at the same time as he took out the sheath, Yin Chengliang rushed over with a whoosh, and the long knife was already placed on his neck!

"Don't move." Yin Chengliang's eyes were as bright as fire. "If you move even a little bit, I will kill you immediately!"

Su Wangting glanced at Yin Chengliang and said with a smile: "Oh, I didn't expect that you are quite skilled."

Yin Chengliang was still staring at the disciple of the Red Maple Society in front of him, with a sinister smile on his lips: "I, Yin Chengliang, am truly terrified to be praised by you!"

After finishing speaking, a cold light flashed!

The blood splattered on Yin Chengliang's face.

When the two old men saw the death, they both screamed and quickly got up and ran away.

"thump!"

The disciple fell to the ground on his back.

"I said you were quite straightforward in your attack!!! When did I ask you to kill him!!!" Su Wangting was stunned.

Yin Chengliang wiped the blood on his face and said blankly: "Ah? No killing? I saw you making a move, senior brother, and I thought you could kill him."

Su Wangting hurriedly let go of the disciple he was holding hostage, and glared at Yin Chengliang: "Fortunately, his throat was not pinched by me, otherwise, who would complain to Hongfeng??"

As he spoke, Su Wangting gently stroked the disciple's back and asked with concern: "Brother, how are you? Can you still speak?"

The disciple covered his throat with his hands and said with pain on his face: "You...how dare you kill people in the Hongfeng Society...you..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Su Wangting patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "It looks like he can still speak."

"You...you guys!!" The disciple staggered back.

Su Wangting waved his hands repeatedly: "Go quickly, go quickly! Yes, run!"

"snort!!"

The disciple turned around, used Qing Gong and rushed towards the valley.

"Hey!! Remember to call out Quan Lixian!!" Su Wangting waved from a distance, as if he was saying goodbye to an old friend.

At this time, Yin Chengliang poked the dead Hongfeng disciple with his toe and sneered: "Hey! What the hell! How dare you look down on our Frost Flower Palace!"

Bai Kui seemed to be very satisfied with Yin Chengliang's performance and said with a smile: "In my opinion, your skills are comparable to those of my former dead soldiers. Well, that's good. When I return to Frost Flower Palace, I will reward you heavily.

."

Yin Chengliang was overjoyed when he heard this, and said to Bai Kui, "Thank you so much, young master!"

After finishing speaking, there was another flash of cold light.

Sparks are flying on the stone tablet engraved with the three characters "Red Maple Club"!

Yin Chengliang's long knife got stuck in the stone tablet.

"Well..." Yin Chengliang's face was full of embarrassment, and he pulled out the knife with both hands, "I wanted to break this stone tablet, but with my skill... Haha, I was impulsive, I was impulsive..."

Su Wangting covered his face: "You guy... you really know how to please the master. I say enough is enough, is it okay? Splitting rocks will hurt your knife."

Yin Chengliang took a deep breath and raised the long knife in his hand: "I want to try again."

"..." Su Wangting was speechless.

stubborn.

I heard Yin Chengliang shout loudly, and the cold light flashed again!

"Ding!"

Sparks flying!!

But this spark did not splash from the stone tablet.

I saw a pair of short knives, blocking the long knife swung by Yin Chengliang!!

"Alas!!"

Yin Chengliang exclaimed and quickly swept away.

When he looked closely, he saw a lean man in his fifties, glaring at him angrily!

The lean man glanced at the corpse on the ground and said solemnly: "Okay, that's really good! Your Frost Flower Palace is in such bad shape now that you dare to come and kill people!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five red figures appeared behind the lean man.

I saw that these five people were all wearing red shirts, they looked to be in their early twenties, and they all had a pair of short knives on their waists.

Different from the two disciples guarding the mountain gate, the scabbards on the waists of these five people were all wrapped with several circles of thick red rope.

"It's the Twelve Blood Sword Guards." Yin Chengliang said in a low voice.

Su Wangting nodded slightly.

"Are you the one who killed me?" The lean man pointed at Su Wangting.

Su Wangting nodded: "You can think of it as me."

"Why kill?"

Su Wangting pointed to the two old men: "Give their daughters back to them."

The lean man shouted angrily: "Absurd!! This is my family matter, when will it be your turn from the Frost Flower Palace to intervene!!"

Su Wangting raised the corner of his mouth: "Are you Quan Lixian?"

"So what?"

Su Wangting sneered lightly: "It's no wonder that you have the words 'proper' and 'virtuous' in your name. In my opinion, your behavior is the most disrespectful and unvirtuous person!"

"presumptuous!!"

"Okay, okay, please be patient." Su Wangting waved his hands repeatedly and pointed behind him, "Are these five people the Twelve Guards of the Blood Sword?"

Quan Lixian suppressed his anger and snorted: "It's good if you've heard of it!"

"But why are there only five people here? Isn't it the Twelve Guards?"

Quan Lixian said with a ferocious smile: "Take care of the three of you, five are already too many!!"

"Yes, yes..."

Su Wangting sneered again and again, pacing back and forth in front of the five people, looking at their faces as he walked.
To be continued...