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From outside the window, Tie Qingyi was complaining secretly, "Big Brother Nan Gong is too impatient, since you already know the other party's plans, you should be planning your next moves carefully. "If this information were to leak out, the other party would be prepared and would have to rearrange their plans. I'm afraid that a lot of trouble might arise out of nowhere."

Actually, Nangong He was not a rash person, but after suddenly hearing the truth of his father's death, due to the anger in his heart, he did not even have the time to think about it carefully, and the moment he leaped down the roof, he suddenly realized that his actions were too rash. Since he had already been exposed, he could not care about anything else. The moment his feet touched the ground, he let out a roar and pounced towards Li Longzi.

As Fan Zhangkong cleaved the wooden beams with his axe, everyone in the hall rose to avoid the falling rubble of the roof. Wang Lun was hiding in front of Li Long Zi. Seeing that, he used his blade to block Nangong He.

Qiu Hai Tian crossed his sabers and suddenly got close to Wang Lun. He shouted, "I've long heard that the Wang family's sabresmanship is impressive. This old man has wanted to experience it for a long time." The two blades turned into a ball of white light and struck down.

Gu Qishao, on the other hand, faced the general director Shangguan Hong, who was about to rush out of the hall, and stabbed him with his sword. He smiled sweetly and asked, "General Manager Shangguan, where should we go?"

Shangguan Hong hastily retreated, then laughed strangely, "I have always been respectful to the Bloodsword Sect, I have never offended them." Great Master Gu visiting houses in the dead of the night truly surprises this old man. " While the two of them were speaking, Nangong He had walked around Qiu Haitian and Wang Lun. With one punch, he had struck Li Long Zi's face.

Li Longzi coldly snorted, his pair of long hands suddenly extended outwards, and with a cold laugh, he grabbed Nangong He's wrist with one hand while his other hand transformed into the Nine Hell Ghost Hand, grabbing onto Nangong He's head from the sky. Nangong He did not wait for his moves to become old. Tiger Subduing Arhat Fist constantly changed forms. He took a wrong step forward and followed up with a "Double Peak Inclined Ear" attack.

Li Longzi retreated to avoid the attack, saying sternly, "It seems like the Beggar's Clan is going to force their way out?"

Nangong He said, "What do you mean you should stick your neck out? For the evil thief to harm my father's life, is already an irreconcilable enmity! " He pulled out his saber and slashed with it. With a "hu" sound, a wind sound was heard as he hacked down. Although he made his move out of grief and indignation, this blade was a solid one, with both offense and defense. It was deeply rooted in the Nangong family's "Cloud Dragon Saber Technique", which was the essence of the transformation.

A few days ago, the two of them had exchanged blows at the Tong Residence, the branch of the Beggar Gang. At that time, Fan Zhangkong had used a great deal of force in his attacks, giving him a slight advantage. After that, Daoist Qingyun felt deeply ashamed. Every day, he would meticulously study and decipher Fan Zhangkong's fierce axe art.

He was known as the "Meteor Lightning Sword" by Wu Lin from the Northwest. His sword arts walked a fast and swift path, and he hoped that in the future, if he were to meet his opponent by chance, as long as he avoided direct confrontation with the enemy's weapon, although he had no confidence in winning, he would not lose. Because of this battle, Daoist Greencloud's sword was nimble and nimble, avoiding Fan Zhangkong's ax as much as possible. For a while, the two were actually evenly matched.

Ye Lili was standing at the side of the hall with her hands behind her back. Both of her eyes were sizing up Nangong He while Zhuge Ying stood respectfully behind him. All of a sudden, Li Longzi ordered him to protect Ye Lili. It was because right now, Shangguan Hong was obviously no match for Gu Qishao's blood sword, but he didn't dare to step forward to help.

Gu Qishao took a few steps back as Gu Qishao slashed his sword several times. His body gradually neared the door of the hall. Suddenly, he let out a whistle. When Li Longzi heard this, he suddenly turned his body and got rid of Nangong He's two iron fists. Like a bolt of lightning, he flew to Chou Hai Tian and slapped his chest with his left hand. Qiu Haitian shouted in anger as he brandished his sabre. Two streaks of white light hacked at Li Longzi's chest and his wrist.

Li Longzi laughed and spun around like a conch. He suddenly appeared in front of Fan Zhangkong, his left hand turning into a claw as he swiped at the top of Fan Zhangkong's head. Fan Zhangkong gave a soft shout as the axe flashed with a cold light. In an instant, he hacked out three times, the axe unable to leave the vital points on the opponent's chest.

Li Longzi dodged to the left and right, moving behind Gu Qishao. He pulled out the curved blade at his waist and hacked down like lightning. Nangong He's hair was like a halberd, his saber was in hot pursuit. Li Longzi's movement technique was very strange, dodging left and right. In the blink of an eye, Gu Qishao, Hateful Haitian, and Fan Zhangkong each launched a surprise attack.

Wang Lun, Daoist Qingyun, and Shangguan Hong took the opportunity to retreat with the help of his attacks to rush to the door of the hall. Meanwhile, Zhuge Ying had already arrived at the martial arts training field, protecting Ye Lili.

Li Longzi shouted, "Everyone, let's go outside and act according to the plan."

"Yes!" Wang Lun and the rest rushed out of the hall. Li Longzi stood guard at the entrance of the main hall, his curved blade shining with a blue light. With a twist of the blade's tip, he chased after Nangong He's chest. Nangong He angrily roared and his body moved to the right side to avoid the attack. He slashed horizontally with his blade, as if he was a dashing dragon.

Li Longzi took the opportunity to jump back and leave the hall. He waved his hand and the hall door was opened as he laughed, "Nangong He, do you think that a few scouting disciples of the Bloodsword Sect can really follow me secretly?"

Nangong He was shocked when he heard this. He waved his hand to stop Fan Zhangkong from hacking the door. With a loud voice, he said, "In that case, could it be that you purposely revealed your whereabouts so that Nangong He could come here?"

"Sect Master Nangong is indeed intelligent. "What kind of person am I to not be noticed by a few small thieves?" Li Longzi's tone was eerie, as if he viewed these people as his own, full of arrogance and disdain.

While they were talking, the sounds of footsteps could be heard. The Netherworld Udumbara Flower led a group of men in black clothing out from the shadows, and Shangguan Hong commanded the group to surround the Martial Hall from all four directions. Tie Qingyi and Tian Xin'er saw that someone was running towards their hiding spot, so they leaped up onto the roof.

The training field was brightly lit, Nangong He and the other three people were watching from the hall as they made their way out. Under the flickering lights, shadows could be seen on the long window of the hall. The sound of footsteps walking in all directions was mixed, clearly indicating that they were all well-trained experts.

The four of them looked at each other, and Fan Zhangkong said in a stern voice, "What a traitor, boasting shamelessly." It's a motley crowd, what's there to be afraid of about the axe in grandpa's hands? " With the wave of the giant axe, the two doors shattered and flew into the air. Fan Zhangkong's greataxe danced in the wind as he took the lead and charged out of the hall.

"Brother, please wait …" Before he finished speaking, Fan Zhangkong let out a cry of "Ouch!" and had already exchanged three moves with the person standing outside the door.

The person moved as fast as lightning, dodging Fan Zhangkong's axe strike and striking his ribs with a palm strike. Fan Zhangkong gave a stuffy groan as he staggered back. He stood firmly against the window of the hall, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

The man shook his big head and sneered: "The name of the two warriors of the west of the capital does not match. Hehe … "It seems that the legends in the martial arts world have always been exaggerated."