The Songshan School has a domineering style.

Wei Yang didn't have the mentality of watching the show, so he quickly walked into the door and walked upstairs.

Ding Mian sneered, "When will we ask your disciples of Kunlun Sect to teach you a lesson? Nephew Di Xiu, please take your Hengshan Sect to the royal palace quickly. Our Five Mountain Sects are in harmony, but we are here to do big things for the country and the people. Why do you have to try to talk to such people?"

Another person said: "Senior Brother Ding, this..."

"Junior Brother Fang, you will follow your nephew Di Xiu, this Kunlun Sect disciple, your senior brother Ding, and your Huashan Sect Senior Brother Feng cook for you, go quickly." Ding Mian said sternly, as if threatening, "Why, you have dated such a rebellious disciple of Kunlun Sect, and asked the disciples of Songshan Sect to encounter him, and he has exposed his true face. Do you still dare to continue dating such a boy? Maybe I will clean up the door for your brother-in-law, Liu Zhengfeng, the Hengshan Sect."

Fang Qianju had no choice but to say helplessly: "Yes, yes, I naturally don't dare to interact with evil spirits. However, the nephew of the Kunlun School is definitely unable to do such a thing as deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors. I'm afraid there is any misunderstanding here."

Ding Mian said: "Not for the time being, but how many disciples of the Kunlun Sect have interacted with the Sao Tartars? Our Five Mountains Sword Sect, today there are two men, Ding and Di Xiu, the Songshan Sect, one of Feng Buping Feng, and one of Hengshan Sect, you, Fang Qianju, one of you. We have to discuss, but how to resist the big matter of the Tatar army. Once these rebellious disciples of the Kunlun Sect revealed to their brothers who surrendered to the Sao Tartars, wouldn't it be the loss of the dynasty?!"

Wei Yang was walking up the stairs and shouted in his heart when he heard this.

First, you can grasp the big one, which is much more powerful than the difference between good and evil.

"The great defense of China and the world is a good thing." Wei Yang slowed down and walked upstairs heavily.

Seeing Xiaohu in a dilemma, I felt relieved when I saw him coming back and whispered: "The six old men all carry swords..."

"You go and do your business, don't worry about it." Wei Yang asked him to go downstairs first. If the fight really started, Xiaohu, a young man who grew up eating a hundred-family meal in Hamiwei, might be affected. Moreover, the boss, he must be somewhat considerate of the employees' wishes.

Xiaohu hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm watching here..." When Wei Yang glared at him, Xiaohu had to say, "Xiao Lang, be careful, those six uncles are all very fierce."

Wei Yang smiled and said, "They are all heroes who come to fight the Tartars, how can they argue with our ordinary people? The sluts are here, killing our people, smashing our shops, and making us unable to eat, and being grandsons for them. If these heroes in the martial arts world are the same, wouldn't they be like the sluts? It's a loss for their loyalty and great reputation?"

It became quiet inside, and Fang Qianju shouted: "Yes, yes, we can't scare the store."

Ding Mian said coldly: "How could we scare ordinary people by dealing with the rebellious disciples on behalf of Kunlun's 'Qiankun Yijian Zhenshanzi'?"

Wei Yang stepped into the threshold with one foot and said coldly when he heard this: "Ding Erxia killed people and saved people, that's it..."

Suddenly, the wind was heard on the side, and someone shouted angrily: "Where did the wild boy fart here?"

Wei Yang was furious and flicked out of the door with a wine jar. With a click, a broad sword slashed on the floor. However, the man was not good enough and could not pull it out after slashing. He couldn't help but scolded: "Grandma, she is actually a child in the world."

Feng Buping suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

It turned out that the man had not cut his sword, but he actually kicked again, and the internal force on his feet sounded and headed straight for Wei Yang's chest.

Wei Yang had no choice but to avoid it, threw down the wine jar in his hand, drew his sword in his hand, and slashed his leg gently. Unexpectedly, the kick changed in the air and turned straight to Wei Yang's neck. This time, the man used ten successive powers, and the air buzzed, and he laughed: "You can contradict the senior of Songshan Sect?"

Although Feng Buping shouted loudly, he never got up. He looked at Wei Yang and then at Ding Mian. He was angry on his face, but his butt was steadily sitting on the stool.

Wei Yang was not panicked. His sword was originally a false move. At this moment, he changed rapidly. Pojun's three swords were all released in one moment.

"Good boy, I can beat you up and be a role model." The man shouted, and at this time he drew a broad sword from the floor. He stood up and slashed it high in the air. The broad sword was twice as heavy as a steel knife. In addition, this man's internal strength was far higher than Wei Yang, and the sword in the room was shining with a majestic appearance.

Wei Yang felt the storm of wind rushing to his face, and the sword shadow covered several large acupoints around his body. He decided to retreat because he could not retreat.

He made up his mind and simply ignored it. He shortened his body and fought for the opportunity in the blink of an eye. He rushed forward with three swords. Pojun changed to assassination tricks. He put his steel knife on his hand, fierce and poisonous, and went straight to the man's crotch.

Ding Mian shouted: "Di Xiu, he wants to die with you!"

As soon as the sound stopped, a low hum outside the door suddenly shouted, and a woman shouted in a loud voice: "It's so shameless to bully the small one!"

Wei Yang felt that his belt was being pulled by someone, and he pulled him back quickly with one hand. A red shadow flashed in front of him, and the room was filled with light, and two tinging sounds, and then a scream in the air, and with a bang, someone fell heavily to the ground.

who?

Wei Yang turned around and saw a scholar in blue clothes, about thirty years old, with three wisps of clear beards floating with a handsome face. He held a sword in one hand and pulled him over with the other, then raised his sleeves and protected him by his side.

There was a woman standing in front of him, with her back facing her, and she couldn't see her face. She saw a tall woman in white and pink dress with her hair tied behind her head, and she turned out to be a young woman.

Wei Yang let out a long sigh. Just as he was about to thank him, Feng Buping Teng stood up in the room, drew his sword in his hand with a clang, his eyes spitting fire, and pointed his sword at this side and said, "Yue Buqun! How dare you chase Hami! OK! Good! Fight with you today!"

Yue Buqun?

Wei Yang was slightly stunned and turned his head to look up at Yue Buqun. His face was calm. He felt Wei Yang's gaze. He lowered his head and smiled slightly. He rolled his long sleeves gently, and a soft force put Wei Yang aside. He smiled and said, "Child, go downstairs, the people here are not something you can deal with."

Wei Yang thought to himself: "I was saved by Yue Buqun?"

But this shock was only a moment, and then he thought, "Yes, although Yue Buqun is called a hypocrite, what does this have to do with me? He has never seen him kill any civilians in the original work, nor has he bullied the people. But what if a leader in the world saves me once."

Then the woman in front of me is Ning Zhongze.

Why did they come to Hami too?

Then he bowed, and Wei Yang bowed deeply and said, "It turns out that it is Mr. Yue, the head of Huashan Sect. Thank you for saving me."

Yue Buqun nodded slightly and wanted to let him go down again, but heard Feng Buping cursing: "Fuck! Fuck! What is Mr. Yue, the head of Huashan Sect, a villain of the Qi Zong, and the descendant of the Qi Zong are also villains!"
Chapter completed!