Seeing a group of knights approaching at lightning speed, Ah Fei and Zhu Houzhao had a tacit understanding of guarding Sun Xiaohong, one on the left and the other on the back.
A Fei pressed his right hand on the hilt of the "Rose Sword" at his waist, while Zhu Houzhao simply pulled off the silk sheath and held the silver halberd given by Lu Fengxian to his side.
Although Sun Xiaohong was moved by the care of her two senior brothers, she did not intend to rely entirely on others. She quietly held a stack of paper-thin, willow-leaf-shaped flying knives between the index and middle fingers of her right hand, which were covered by her sleeves. After joining the Long family, she majored in Qinggong and hidden weapons.
In the blink of an eye, the team of knights came to the pavilion dragging smoke and dust all over the sky.
"Uu——"
With a shout, the current knight tightened his reins.
The divine black horse he was riding on neighed and made an extremely coquettish and eye-catching standing gesture before putting down its front hooves and stopping.
The knight seemed very satisfied with his mount's act of helping him steal the show. He stretched out his hand and patted the black horse's neck twice before dismounting gracefully. He held his hands in front of the three people in the pavilion and said with a smile: "'Desert Judge' Zhan Ying, lead the way." The whole 'Sky Eagle Gang' has met these three young heroes!"
This man was at most seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was not inferior to that of A Fei or Zhu Houzhao, but he also had a wild masculine charm. He had a dark red cloth wrapped around his head, and his long, slightly curly hair was casually draped over his shoulders. He was wearing a A close-fitting samurai outfit full of exotic style. A gorgeously decorated sheathed crescent scimitar is inserted diagonally on the belt around the waist. There are quivers on the outside of the thighs of both legs. Each quiver contains three iron quills side by side. arrow.
After him, more than 20 people behind him also got off their horses and shouted in unison: "I have seen three young heroes!"
"Sky Eagle Gang, Desert Judge?"
A Fei and Zhu Houzhao went to see Sun Xiaohong together.
Sun Xiaohong has followed Old Man Tianji around the world since she was a child, and listened to Old Man Tianji tell countless anecdotes about the world. However, her vision and knowledge are far better than those of the two senior brothers.
Sure enough, Sun Xiaohong smiled sweetly, quietly put away the flying knife between her fingers, took a step forward from the two of them, cupped her hands towards Zhan Ying opposite and said, "I'm sorry. My little girl has heard for a long time that the 'Flying Eagle in the Vast Sea' is what Mr. Zhan Pengzhan is doing. All the way, the 'Thirteen Styles of Flying Eagle' swordsmanship is so powerful in the western border, but I don't know when Gang Leader Zhan took over from the old man?"
Hearing this sweet-smiling Pingting girl reveal her origins and even her martial arts skills, Zhan Ying's heart trembled, and the high-spirited expression on his face calmed down a bit.
The other party asked about his father, but he had to answer seriously: "My late father died of illness last year, and a group of uncles in the 'Sky Eagle Gang' also washed their hands and retired. Now it is Zhan who has brought a group of brothers of the same generation to make a living." .”
"It turns out that Mr. Zhan has passed away? What a pity!" Sun Xiaohong sighed first, and then asked, "The leader of Zhan is here for us, but I don't know what he has to say?"
Zhan Ying said solemnly: "I don't dare. Zhan really has something to discuss with the three of them. But before that, I would like to ask if the three of them are the Flying Swordsman, Mr. Zhu and Miss Sun who are disciples of the 'Devil Hand' Hu Longdao." "
Since he climbed to the top of the "Weapons Spectrum" and overlooked the world, Hu Yuan has rarely made any moves in the past few years. However, his three disciples have gradually become famous after they emerged.
Among them, Zhu Houzhao naturally used the vest "Zhu Shou".
Because he learned the disguise technique from the "Lianhua Baojian" that Hu Yuan asked Li Xunhuan to forward, he whimsically confirmed the false identity he had used when sneaking out of the palace, so the capital really had a person from Yuanzhi, a branch of the royal family. , the "Zhu Shou" son who worshiped under the sect of Taoist Hu Yun.
Although the appearance of "Zhu Shou" and "Zhu Houzhao" are somewhat similar, in the eyes of others, they will never think that the two are actually one. They will only think that this is the reason why they are both descendants of Taizu. .
Hearing that the other party directly revealed the identities of the three of them, Zhu Houzhao, who was usually responsible for external relations, stepped forward and replaced Sun Xiaohong, cupped his fists towards the other party and said: "I am Zhu Shou, these two are Senior Brother Fei and Junior Sister Sun. Zhan Gang Leader Ruo If you have any advice, you can tell me now."
Zhan Ying did not change his attitude because the other party revealed the identity of the first member of the "Weapons Spectrum", he remained as neither humble nor overbearing as before:
"To be honest, Zhan's brothers accidentally discovered that the three of them followed a caravan from the capital to the vicinity of Qinzhou. It happened that the caravan came to Qinzhou to fight with a carrier that Zhan was eyeing. A large amount of gold is being traded for fat sheep. Zhan came here just to get a clear explanation - do the three of you want wealth or goods?"
Zhu Shou turned his silver halberd upside down and carried it behind his back. He walked out of the pavilion slowly and said leisurely to Zhan Ying: "Why do you have to choose one of the two? My master once said - only children do it." Choices, adults should have them all!”
"That depends on whether you have good enough teeth and appetite!"
Zhan Ying, on the other hand, turned his head faster than flipping through the book. After hearing the words, he immediately let out a loud shout. The scimitar at his waist was unsheathed, spinning at high speed in the palm of his hand, turning into seven or eight ice wheels and a full moon, cutting towards Zhu Houzhao's vital parts.
Zhu Houzhao's silver halberd, which was two feet long and weighed over a hundred kilograms, was not at all hindered by the opponent's close attack. It spun and bounced in the owner's hands with extreme lightness and agility.
The halberd pole moves horizontally and vertically in the space a few feet in front of the body to receive all the attacks of the scimitar; the sword-shaped main blade at the front end and the crescent-shaped curved blade can be used to stab, pick, chop, cut, lock, and hang in various changes, as dense and delicate as Weaver Girl flies the needle and moves the thread, launching a pervasive offensive towards the opponent.
Zhan Ying's sword moves changed accordingly, but they were still forward moves with no retreat, showing a fierce posture that he was willing to die with his opponent.
Zhu Houzhao was the most daring in his life. He had no self-consciousness that "a son of rich wealth will not sit down in the palace" or fear that "porcelain will not touch earthen pots." What he loved most was adventure, and what he loved most was having fun.
Seeing that the opponent was only attacking but not defending, the silver halberd in his hand actually gave up his defensive moves, and counterattacked against the shadow of the sword in the sky, like a silver dragon rising into the mist or a white dragon making waves.
The two weapons collided fiercely in the void between the two sides. The eyes of everyone around them were filled with bright lights and shadows like fire and silver flowers, and their ears were filled with tinkling sounds as dense as rain hitting plantains and as crisp as beads falling on a jade plate.
But while enjoying the audio-visual enjoyment to the fullest, everyone could not help but feel frightened, because there were also endless crises hidden in this extremely gorgeous light and shadow.
As long as either of the two sides has a slight deviation in the time, speed, and angle of the attack, and fails to intercept the opponent's attack with his own attack, it will immediately be a lose-lose outcome for both parties.
Suddenly, the scimitar and silver halberd made an unprecedented fierce impact, and the two figures separated to both sides.
Zhu Houzhao laughed and said: "What a 'Desert Judge', this battle is really enjoyable! But you are too impatient and did not understand what I meant - I want to say, why do you have to make a choice? Both of them are It’s not a bad idea if you want!”
Zhan Ying was startled, and then asked: "The wealth belongs to Zhan, and the goods also belong to Zhan, so what do you three want?"
Zhu Houzhao said meaningfully: "In the lower class, there are only these people on both sides of the transaction."
A Fei and Sun Xiaohong looked at each other, shouting cunning in their hearts at the same time - the money came from King Anhua, and the goods was a blank imperial edict that was useless to Zhan Ying. Zhu Houzhao was trying to get away with nothing. With just a few cents, Zhan Ying, a master, and his many tough-looking men were treated as thugs.
