Huang Zhonggong's figure was in mid-air, and it was extremely difficult for him to dodge attacks of such a height.

Fortunately, Tu Biweng, who was beside him, had his internal strength activated in just a short moment and his body had returned to normal.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he flew over and lightly paddled Huang Zhonggong's feet with a bald pen.

Huang Zhonggong borrowed this little force and climbed up again, almost avoiding Xu Yang's sword.

Xu Yang's sword failed and laughed instead.

Something interesting.

The sword body drew an arc and slashed down sharply, and the sword slashed at the bald pen of the bald pen of the bald pen.

The advantage of the two Meizhuang joining forces is that they can complement each other, and the fierce moves of Tubi Weng happened to make up for Huang Zhonggong's lack of being too calm in character.

For Xu Yang, the opponent's advantage is to break it.

Xu Yang's sword was already more ruthless than before, which was enough.

The seven inches of the snake lies in the neck, and the key to the bald pen is undoubtedly at the junction of the pen tube and the tip.

When a sword passed by, there was no sound. The bald pen was already in a different place, and there was no more power to swing.

Although it was just one move, this move not only broke the bullied pen, but also hit the bullied pen’s confidence.

If a person cannot even protect his own weapon of fame, what is the use?

Tu Biweng looked dazed for a moment, and he didn't notice that Xu Yang's sword had changed, and the sword tip had already stabbed his chest.

Huang Zhonggong was in mid-air and saw that something was wrong. He folded his body and pounced on Xu Yang's Tianling Cap.

This move to surround Wei and save Zhao was really clever.

From high to low, he added palm power. In addition, Huang Zhonggong was already good at internal strength, and even Xiang Wentian, who was standing beside him, secretly sweated for Xu Yang.

However, Xu Yang ignored this seemingly violent counterattack. It is better to cut one finger than to hurt his ten fingers. If he fights to block Huang Zhonggong's palm power, the slight advantage he just gained may be lost again.

He simply ignored it, and the tip of Qingjue's sword flashed past Tu Biweng's chest.

This is a sword-like battle, not a life-and-death battle in the world. After this move, Tu Bi Weng was defeated.

Otherwise, if Xu Yang's sword forward one inch would be a killing move that would be a blow.

Xu Yang then slowly stepped out his left palm and flipped it over his head.

With a crisp sound, Huang Zhonggong and Xu Yang's palms intersected in the air. Xu Yang's face turned red and his figure flashed. Huang Zhonggong floated out and landed straight on the open space three meters away. He took a few steps back and then forced to stop.

Huang Zhonggong himself did not expect that with his decades of hard practice, he was condescending again and failed.

Xu Yang had no intention of chasing him. As if nothing had happened, he bowed and said loudly: "Several seniors, I have given up, thank you!"

The Tubi Weng was still waiting to argue, but was stopped by Dan Qingsheng. His eyes were signaled. The Tubi Weng realized that the collar on his chest had been cut by Xu Yang's sword, and his entire chest was exposed, but it did not hurt any part of his skin.

This kind of control over the sword in your hand is simply unheard of.

The old man with a bully blushed, and he knew that the opponent had a great affection, otherwise...

Huang Zhonggong also smiled bitterly. At this moment, his throat was sweet and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, his internal strength was profound and he could forcefully hold it back.

He also knew that Xu Yang was no wonder.

Just now, Huang Zhonggong's condescending move was urging ten percent of his internal strength to the palm. If Xu Yang had not been far away from him and his palm skills were extremely exquisite, he would probably have suffered.

This is purely because he is not good at learning skills and is not capable enough. Even if Mr. Huang Zhong is thick-skinned, he will not blame others.

"If you lose, you lose. The four friends in Jiangnan are not the opponents of Lin Shaoxia. It is not embarrassing to admit defeat." Huang Zhonggong shook his head and said, "Little Hero Lin is a talented young man. It seems that my four brothers should have retired to the mountains and forests long ago. I have been arrogant all these years. I think I am a master when I closed the door. It's really embarrassing."

Xu Yang politely said: "Where? I've just been lucky enough to take advantage of my skills. If I talk about real skills, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent."

Danqingsheng came up to smooth things over and said, "Brother, don't belittle yourself. Just now, Shaoxia Lin mentioned to me that Zuo Lengchan was defeated by his sword not long ago. It is reasonable for us to be defeated by Shaoxia Lin today."

"Oh?!" Huang Zhonggong, Hei Baizi and others were all secretly shocked.

You should know that Zuo Lengchan is the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. He is naturally a top-notch master in the martial arts and scheming. He will actually be defeated by such a young disciple of the Huashan Sect?

However, with the strength shown by the opponent, this is not impossible, and it is not impossible to say that bragging is necessary to support the scene. This is not beneficial to him.

On the other hand, he challenged Zuo Lengchan first, and then came to Jiangnan to compete with the four friends. Doesn’t it mean that in his eyes, the positions of his four brothers are even higher than that of Zuo Alliance Leader?

This is simply a kind of compliment.

Everyone's expression suddenly improved, and they were no longer as desperate as before.

But... looking at Xiang Wentian on the side, he began to pick up the four treasures slowly. The four owners of the manor felt as if they had twenty-five rats in their stomachs - the hundred claws were scratching their hearts.

Xiang Wentian cleaned up and muttered a few words: "I thought there would be some master in Meizhuang. If I had known it, I wouldn't have been in vain. Alas, how many people in the world can block my little brother's three swords?"

Hei Baizi heard this and suddenly his eyes lit up and a thought flashed through his mind.

With a slightly trembling voice, Hei Baizi asked, "Are you a person from Meizhuang who can beat this little brother by comparing swords? This bet can be considered as our winning?"

Xiang Wentian glanced at Xu Yang quietly and shouted: "Sure this is the case! But, don't waste time with martial arts like them, right?"

He pointed at Ding Jian and the other two, and the four owners were defeated. With their martial arts, they were naturally free.

Hei Baizi said: "Of course it's not the two of them. I'm not hiding it from you. I have a friend temporarily stayed in Meizhuang..."

"Second, stop!" Huang Zhonggong finally understood what his second brother meant and shouted sternly: "That... that distinguished guest is so noble, how can he compete with others in the sword?"

Dan Qingsheng and Tu Biweng also came up to persuade him, but Hei Baizi said: "That distinguished guest has been extremely lonely for many years. He can find him an opponent. I think he will not refuse. Besides..."

Hei Baizi glanced at Xu Yang, lowered his voice and said, "These two are masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, especially this little brother, who is so young, naturally he will not know him, nor will he have any unfair intentions. As long as he has any power, I believe that even if this little brother has high sword skills, he will definitely lose."

The person he mentioned was naturally let me do it.

Although Ren Woxing was defeated by Dongfang and was imprisoned in the underground of Meizhuang for twelve years, in the eyes of the four friends in Jiangnan, he was still the leader of the Demon Sect who had excellent martial arts skills and unparalleled in the world, and had a nearly godlike status in their hearts.

If Ren Woxing takes action and cannot subdue this young disciple of the Huashan Sect, who else in the world will be his opponent?

Unless Dongfang Bubai takes action personally.

Anyway, the four friends in Jiangnan will never believe in such a thing.

Hei Baizi himself had a flexible mind and was able to speak out again. After making up his mind to persuade him, he actually made up his mind to make all the three brothers live.

After all, it is because the four treasures in Xiang Wentian's hand are too tempting. Once a person is moved, he often thinks wrongly.

Xiang Wentian and Xu Yang were waiting for this moment, and they were naturally extremely anxious, but they could not express their emotions. This was also a moment when they were extremely researching their acting skills.

Finally, Mr. Huang Zhong sighed and said, "Two, our guests have a strange preference. They live underground on weekdays. If Mr. Lin is willing, he can follow me to compete."

Xu Yang was about to agree, but Xiang Wentian said again: "No, people's hearts are separated from their belly. Who knows what you think? Why have I never heard of any noble guests in Meizhuang? If I, the little brother, go down, what mechanisms do you use to assassinate them, wouldn't it be bad?"

Xu Yang understood Xiang Wentian's meaning. Just now, Huang Zhonggong clearly disagreed with Xiang Wentian to go down together. Xiang Wentian was worried that he would not be able to join forces with Ren Woxing smoothly if he went down, but he was afraid something would happen.

Huang Zhonggong couldn't stand the face and said angrily: "Who are you a friend of the four Jiangnan? Will you use mechanisms to assassinate others' despicable means?"

Hei Baizi advised again: "If Brother Tong is worried, you might as well go down with us, but there is only one person involved in the sword competition."

"That's natural!" Xiang Wentian was secretly happy, but pretended to be dissatisfied and replied in a muffled voice.

Everyone followed Hei Baizi and entered the inner courtyard of Meizhuang. Huang Zhonggong opened one of the piano rooms. Seeing that there were various musical instruments hanging on the walls inside the piano room, it should be Huang Zhonggong's residence.

Huang Zhonggong opened another small door and everyone followed into the inner room. Xu Yang glanced at it. The interior was simple, with only a few beds and a few gauze tents hanging on the bed, which were very old and turned yellow. There was a short piano on the table, which was dark all over, as if made of iron.

I think that on weekdays, Huang Zhonggong practices piano and martial arts outside during the day, and at night he sleeps in this inner room and guards the entrance of the dungeon.

If it weren't for the trick this time, even if we killed the four friends in Jiangnan, it would be difficult to find this secret passage.

At this time, Huang Zhonggong had lifted the bedding on the bed and lifted the bed board. There was an iron plate under the bed with copper rings on it.

Huang Zhonggong held the copper ring and lifted it up hard. An iron plate ranging from four feet wide and five feet long rose up, revealing a wide square hole.

The iron plate was half a foot thick, and it seemed very heavy. He placed it flat on the ground and said, "The residence of this distinguished guest is quite strange. Young Master Lin, please come with me." As he said that, he jumped into the cave.

Hei Baizi reached out and signaled: "Sister Lin, please first."

The passage was very dark. Xu Yang jumped off and couldn't see anything clearly. After a moment, Huang Zhonggong lit an oil lamp hanging on the wall. The oil lamp emitted a light yellow light, illuminating the entire tunnel.
Chapter completed!