Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

"The twelfth floor!"

On the side of the round moon platform, all the sects were shocked. The disciples behind them pulled out their weapons and waited for them. When they were pressed down by the heads of the sects, Qin Duanyang's complexion changed for a moment, and then he suppressed the hatred in his eyes again, and put on a smirk. His face took a step towards the direction of the sound.

The voice came from far to near, and after one sentence, people had already reached the top of Banque Mountain. Surprisingly, there were not many people coming from the [-]th floor, only a dozen or twenty.

Many people suspected that there was an ambush, and started to look around, but the terrain of the Banque Mountain was dangerous. If you want to ambush, you can only choose on the cliff. , Even a master can't hide under the noses of the heroes of the sects, so it is said that there are really such people on the twelfth floor.

The leader, who called himself Yan Heng, wore a white jade mask, a cloak, and held a stove in his arms. No matter how you looked at it, he was a body that could not withstand the wind and rain, but the sound that came just now was infuriating. Not to mention he is pregnant with witch hazel, so no one dares to underestimate him.

On the stage, Qin Yuan stared blankly at Yan Heng. Ever since he heard Yan Heng's voice, his thoughts had drifted away. He seemed to see Yan Yan's smiling face under the mask, that warm voice The beautiful junior brother who called him "Senior Brother Qin" turned out to be a poisonous scorpion on the twelfth floor that stings without blinking.

Qin Duanyang glanced at the distracted apprentice at his side, then returned to Yan Heng's mask, and then slowly fell to the dazzling figure beside him.

Zhong Xiao, the lord of the Pingjian Sect, figured out the meaning of the head, and pointed at Xie Wuqiu in the crowd with his sword, and shouted: "Traitor! How dare you come to Banque Mountain?! My Cangya's arrest warrant is still pending, since today you Get ready to apologize here!"

As soon as his words came out, everyone looked at the person next to Yan Heng, and many of them looked suddenly enlightened.

"Xie Wuqiu? Is that really Xie Wuqiu?"

"He really mixed up with the devil on the twelfth floor?!"

"It's not him, is it? I met him in the early years. He doesn't look like this. Even though I've said it for many years, it wouldn't have changed so much."

"Chang Rong, didn't Cang Ya say that when he issued the arrest warrant, he changed his face and managed to survive after escaping."

The voices of discussion were endless, listening carefully, they all questioned Xie Wuqiu, so Cangya Mountain did not stop it.On the opposite side, the disciples on the twelfth floor also secretly looked at Xie Wuqiu.

Xie Wuqiu himself is calm and indifferent, it seems that he is not the one everyone is pointing at.

Yan Heng said to Zhong Xiao: "How is Sect Master Zhong? I haven't seen you for a long time. You are very angry. You forgot, you came to my twelfth floor to hand over the invitation card for the Sword Discussion Club. Why, this is Is it the way of hospitality in Cangya Mountain?"

"Guest?" Zhong Xiao sneered, but Qin Duanyang raised his hand to stop the rest of his words.

Qin Duanyang smiled and said: "Everyone who comes today is a guest. I, Cangya Sect's internal affairs, of course have to wait until the sword discussion meeting is over before taking care of it. Since the friends on the twelfth floor dared to go up Banque Mountain, they must come Have you picked someone from this arena?"

Yan Heng replied: "Exactly."

Everyone was in an uproar, regardless of whether the twelfth floor had other purposes or not, the host at this time was Qin Yuan from Cangya Mountain, and the people on the twelfth floor were going to fight Cangya Mountain. This excitement was what many people wanted to watch.

Standing on the stage, Qin Yuan once again became the focus of everyone, but his eyes were still on Yan Heng.Qin Duanyang thought he was timid, so he gave him a sneaky look, Qin Yuan finally woke up, and silently lowered his head.

Qin Duanyang said: "Everyone here has been curious about Yan Shaozhu's martial arts for a long time, it really makes people look forward to it."

Yan Heng smiled but said nothing. Behind him, the five dead soldiers stood up with a smile on their faces: "Want to see my young master's kung fu? Hehe, let's talk after you beat me!"

After he finished speaking, he jumped up and landed on the round platform, and made a provocative gesture to Qin Yuan in the middle: "How about it, do you dare to compare?"

Qin Duanyang looked at Yan Heng, seeing his acquiescence, he also smiled, and said to Qin Yuan: "In this case, you can compare with him, remember, click to the end, today the twelfth floor is a guest after all, there is a martial arts competition, don't worry. to hurt people."

Qin Yuan nodded in agreement, Liushang gave Qin Duanyang a hard look, and was about to curse when Yan Heng said in a distant voice: "Liuzhang, what the head of Qin said is, click as far as it goes, don't know how serious it is."

Qin Duanyang got off the stage and signaled the judge to beat the drum, and the competition officially began.

Liushang knife didn't draw out, he rushed over without saying a word, and punched Qin Yuan directly in the face. His speed was so fast that he arrived in front of Qin Yuan almost as soon as the drum was beating. Qin Yuan originally withdrew his sword out of politeness. There was no time to lick again, and he could only be forced to retreat again and again.

The audience discussed: "It is said that although Liushang, the five dead men, uses knives, he is better at internal martial arts. His boxing and palm techniques are excellent. In close combat, there are few opponents."

"The twelfth floor is really full of hooligans, forcing Qin Yuan not to use his sword, and using his own strengths to attack others' weaknesses, it is unwarranted to win."

"You can't say that. Since the competition has started, getting the first hand is also strength, and it's not a foul."

Although Liushang used his strengths, Qin Yuan was not good at it. He couldn't attack for a long time, showing a bit of anxiety. Qin Yuan grabbed the gap and separated the two of them too close with a punch, in exchange for some breathing space. effort.But Qin Yuan didn't take this opportunity to draw his sword, but beckoned, and also made a provocative gesture towards Liushang.

He actually wanted to use close combat skills to compete with Liu Shang.

Cangya Mountain was obviously worried and anxious, Qin Mengwan whispered next to Qin Duanyang: "Brother Qin, is he too confident?"

Qin Duanyang said: "Don't worry, Wan'er. In terms of palm technique, you, Senior Brother Qin, are no worse than the kid on the twelfth floor."

As if confirming Qin Duanyang's words, Qin Yuan suddenly hit Liu Shang's chest with his palm, stepped back with lightness kung fu with his toes, landed firmly and smiled: "Certify."

Liushang was hit by Qin Yuan's palm and felt very uncomfortable. He held his chest and tried not to lose his composure. Everyone thought that according to his temperament, he would not be reconciled to continue the competition. Unexpectedly, Liushang turned around and got off without even saying a word of ridicule tower.

Tongque held him up against the cup, and Yan Heng also asked with concern: "How is it?"

Liu Shang said in a low voice: "The attack is really heavy."

Yan Heng patted his head: "Thank you."

Xie Wuqiu glanced at them, quite surprised.After Liuzhang came back, he began to talk cheaply: "Hey, isn't it, you can't beat that Qin in close combat?"

Liu Shang glared at him dissatisfied: "You do what you want!"

Xie Wuqiu said: "Of course I am better than you. Those who are good are usually the last ones."

"You bastard!" Liu Shang took a step forward, but it affected the wound on his chest, and made a "hiss" in pain, Yan Heng turned around and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Oh, it's okay, don't bicker with him, he It’s not like you don’t know nothing good about it.”

Xie Wuqiu raised his eyebrows: "Say that about me in front of me?"

On the other side of the round platform, Qin Duanyang raised his voice to Yan Heng: "Young master Yan, I've accepted! I don't know if you are on the [-]th floor, but does anyone want to come and have a try?"

"Of course." Yan Heng smiled, then turned his head and shouted: "Tongque, go and fight against Sect Master Qin."

"Wait!" A head of another sect stood up and cupped his hands at Yan Heng, "Isn't Master Yan too bullying? If Miss Tongque loses again, I don't know who will be next!" Is this trying to use wheel tactics? Qin Shaoxia has played too many rounds, and the twelfth floor has played against others like this, which is demeanor and detrimental to fairness."

Yan Heng said: "I didn't decide the rules of the Sword Discussion Club, why don't you ask Sect Leader Qin if you have any doubts?"

Tongque also said: "If you dare to compare, compare, if you don't dare, admit defeat, so much less nonsense!"

On the stage, Qin Yuan pulled out his sword with a "swish" and pointed at the people on the twelfth floor, with a flash of light on the tip of the sword: "It's the same for as many people as you come, but instead of wasting time here, it's better to let your trump card come up to decide A victory or defeat." He squinted his eyes, and the tip of his sword slashed across the crowd, and finally landed on the person next to Yan Heng: "Xie Wuqiu, do you dare to fight?"

He directly provoked Xie Wuqiu, and many people in the audience booed and responded.

Even though the word Xie Wuqiu has become the code name of a traitor, who has ever forgotten how high-spirited that arrogant young man was at the Sword Discussion Meeting seven years ago.

That was a young genius who won the leader of the Sword Discourse Club at the age of 12. Now, not only did he not die, but he stood on the top of Banque Mountain, beside the round moon platform again.

Seven years later, could he still carry the sword again?

Everyone looked at Xie Wuqiu with bated breath, waiting for his response.

Xie Wuqiu looked at Qin Yuan through the crowd, his face turned cold.Yan Heng frowned, gently clenched his fist hidden in his sleeve, Xie Wuqiu loosened his grip, and turned to look at Yan Heng.

Tongque pulled out his sword and flew onto the stage, smiled and said to Qin Yuan: "Why, doesn't Sect Master Qin take me seriously! Your opponent is me!"

The judge held the drumstick and looked at Qin Duanyang, not knowing what to do, the Tongque snorted, didn't bother to wait any longer, raised his sword and went up, Qin Mengwan couldn't get angry when he saw this, and also jumped onto the round platform, blocking Xia Tongque: "You witch, do you understand the rules? My senior brother said not to fight with you, get out of the way!"

The Bronze Sparrow Sword did not stop, and shouted: "Go away!"

Under the stage, the heads of several sects stood up at the same time, Qin Duanyang said: "It's nothing, let the little girl teach that demon girl a lesson."

Seeing that Tongque and Qin Mengwan were fighting, Yan Heng frowned slightly, and was about to shout, when Xie Wuqiu beside him suddenly broke free from his hand, jumped onto the stage, and said with a smile: "Since Sect Master Qin wants to compare with me, you can do it if you want to." No problem."

Tongque took the time to scold Xie Wuqiu: "What are you in a hurry? I haven't fought him yet!"

Qin Mengwan said: "You really want to use wheel tactics to deal with my senior brother!"

Tongque gave a "bah" sound: "Treat him? He is also worthy. Ask your good senior brother if he is afraid of this girl's sword!"

Qin Yuan didn't look at Tongque and Qin Mengwan at all, he just stared at Xie Wuqiu, and said softly, "Junior brother, you're finally here."

"Who is your junior brother?"

"Who is your junior brother!"

The two voices spoke in unison, the former lazily, the latter furious.

The former is Xie Wuqiu, and the latter is Qin Duanyang, head of Cangya.

Qin Duanyang also jumped onto the stage, standing between Xie Wuqiu and Qin Yuan, he gave Xie Wuqiu a stern look, then turned his head and shouted to Qin Yuan: "I know how to act with emotion!"

Qin Yuan said in a deep voice: "Master, just let me compete with him." He needs such a competition, even if that person is a traitor, he has lived under this person's shadow for too long.

Qin Mengwan said anxiously from the side: "No way! Brother!"

In the distance, Yan Heng asked: "Master Qin, is this a few-versus-several competition? Why is it so lively right now?" His voice fell, and his figure also floated to the front like a ghost, taking three or two steps Walking across to Qin Duanyang, "Why don't I join in the fun?"

Seeing Yan Heng coming, Tongque no longer fought with Qin Mengwan, and escaped to protect Yan Heng. Qin Duanyang said coldly: "Mr. Yan, why, do you want to come up and have a discussion?"

Yan Heng smiled slightly: "Yes."

Immediately, he suddenly took the sword in Tongque's hand, pulled out a sword flower, and pointed it at Qin Mengwan who was beside him. Qin Mengwan was startled, and retreated subconsciously, but Yan Heng's sword seemed to disappear suddenly. Together with others.All she knew was a few afterimages flashed in front of her eyes, and then, her neck was caught by the cold blade, and Yan Heng stood behind her holding the sword and smiling.

"You..." Qin Mengwan was startled and angry, her lips trembling, "Jinghong Zhaoying... This is my Cangya swordsmanship!"

Yan Heng said: "Yes, Miss Qin has good eyesight."

Qin Duanyang also didn't expect that Yan Heng would blatantly provoke Qin Mengwan under the eyes of everyone, and he would lay hands on Qin Mengwan's daughter. He asked angrily: "Lord Yan, what do you mean?"