Chapter 311

When the sound stopped, Qianfeng County suddenly returned to silence.

On the street, the soldiers around have begun to clean the battlefield and bring back the bodies of the robes.

The crowd was busy. The fat man sat down on the rundown stone steps on the street, rubbing his red and swollen neck, looking up at the sky with his mouth slightly raised.

The swordsman's strike nearly killed the fat man. Pao Ze was seriously injured, but the only thing to be glad about was that Su Chunsheng didn't die and even recovered his cultivation. It's a blessing in misfortune for a fat man.

And just now, after su Chunsheng said hello to the crowd, he went away with a sword. Fat man is not stupid. Naturally he can guess what Su Chunsheng is going to do. As a result, the haze of the death of his elite soldiers has been alleviated.

Zhao Shanhe and his party stopped on the street for a long time before they came to the fat man sitting on the dilapidated street.

After this war, both the disciples of Chaotian Pavilion, headed by Zhao Shanhe, and the Jia Shi, headed by pangzi, trusted each other a lot, so naturally there was no one to stop them. After all, these people from Chaotian Pavilion didn't have the slightest privacy, and they didn't hesitate to use up their accomplishments.

Fat man saw Zhao Shanhe and his party come over. He could not help grinning. He got up and said, "today's World War I, I want to thank you, otherwise my brothers will suffer a lot. I'll remember this kindness for a fat man for five years. When I get to Qingzhou, I can use my fat man. Just say hello. I'm sure I have no second words. "

Zhao Shanhe, who didn't know how to speak, was relieved and shook his head. He said, "you are welcome. To tell you the truth, I don't know who this disaster is. It's my Chaotian Pavilion disciple who owes you and nearly killed Chunsheng. I'm really ashamed of Zhao Shanhe."

The fat man grinned, shrugged his shoulders and said, "don't talk about it, as long as Su Chunsheng is OK. By the way, my name is Zhang Kaiyi. Su Chunsheng always likes to call me fat. You can also call me that. "

Xiao Qiang and Wu Feng, who were present, were a little surprised. They didn't seem to think that this guy was so easy to talk. However, although Liu Luoshui had been following Zhao Shanhe after the war, his eyes had been staring at the sky unconsciously, and he didn't seem to hear anything at all.

Zhao Shanhe didn't really call the fat man by his name. Instead, he laughed and said, "it's a blessing for Su Chunsheng to make friends with a hero like Mr. Zhang, and it's also a blessing for my Chaotian Pavilion."

The fat man grinned and stopped talking.

Zhao Shanhe is not entangled in this kind of thing, but raised his head, looked at the recovery of silence in the sky, whispered: "just don't know where Chunsheng has gone."

Zhao Shanhe looked worried, and several people on the scene also looked worried. Su Chunsheng was attacked, and then somehow survived. He held the Chixiao sword that fell from the sky. After a lot of shock, he let the swordsman run away. But Su Chunsheng, who just survived, did not stay too long. Instead, he said that he would do something and come back soon. I don't know where I've been or what I'm going to do. Then Su Chunsheng went away with his sword and disappeared into the sky.

The fat man looked up at the sky and grinned.

"Su Chunsheng, it's time to vent his anger after so many years."

Zhao Shanhe and others look puzzled.

But the fat man sat on the ground again, looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice, "you all know that Chunsheng brothers came from the jiuxiao sword clan."

The crowd nodded.

The fat man murmured: "the huge jiuxiao sword sect used to be the first sword sect in the Central Plains. It was the most important sword sect in the Central Plains. But after being destroyed overnight, it has always been regarded as a story or even a laughing stock. Even if Su Chunsheng comes back again, many schools with eyes higher than the top, even small schools in small places, feel that they can be higher and arrogant. "

"But jiuxiao sword sect is jiuxiao sword sect after all."

"Sue's family, who can be easily offended? Therefore, the sect in the north is likely to suffer. "

Fat man a mysterious smile, the corner of the mouth above revealed a little gloomy.

Zhao Shanhe was puzzled by the reality, but his face suddenly changed without waiting to ask. He blurted out: "thunder knife gate?"

The fat man nodded, his face full of happiness.

In the early years, when he was in Xihe County, Su Pu, the sword slave of the Su family, died in battle. Su Chunsheng almost died. Although it was the plot of xiaoyaozong, there was also the shadow of leidaomen. Over the years, leidaomen has been ambiguous with chaotang, and several times about Su Chunsheng's killing all have leidaomen's figure. And the swordsman just now, since he knows square inch thunder, it must be from the thunder sword gate. Accumulated so much hatred, it's time to count it.

Not only was Zhao Shanhe shocked, but also Xiao Qiang, Wu Feng and Liu Luoshui were shocked.

Lei Dao men, it's one of the seven sacred places of martial arts! Known as the orthodox existence of the Central Plains sword technique!

Zhao Shanhe was shocked and said, "but it's thunder knife gate after all? Chunsheng, he... "

Fat man interrupted Zhao Shanhe's words, just sneered and said: "what about Lei Dao men? Don't forget that jiuxiao Jianzong is the leading swordsman in the Central Plains. In the glorious time, the thunder knife gate is an egg

Zhao Shanhe was speechless and wide eyed.

The fat man got up with a smile, patted the dust on his buttocks and said, "go on, please drink!"

Zhao Shanhe converged and nodded.

On the top of Qianfeng County, some people are hanging in the air.

Su Chunsheng, dressed in a green shirt, is full of Qi. He holds the cheerful Chixiao sword in his hand and looks up to the north.

Soon, there were dozens of figures coming. It was actually dozens of sword practitioners, each standing on the long sword, who came here to defend the sword.

The leader is Chu Tiangang, the elder of the outer gate who propped up the Chaotian Pavilion. Dozens of people behind him are all the elder of jiuxiao sword sect. Among the crowd, there was also a woman in black, who also came with a sword and had a good bearing.

Seeing these people shooting, Su Chunsheng turns around and grins.

However, without waiting for Su Chunsheng to say hello, Chu Tiangang, the leader, had already suspended by Su Chunsheng's side and said in a deep voice, "smelly boy, jiuxiao sword sect has been bullied. What should we do?"

Su Chunsheng, who survived the disaster, originally wanted to say hello to everyone, but after hearing this, he was stunned.

Previously in the city, Su Chunsheng had already sensed the existence of the people, so he went here first to wait. Originally thought a lot of wording, as well as about the words of apology, so was facing Chu Tiangang the first sentence to block back!

"Ask you! If jiuxiao Jianzong was bullied, what should he do? " Chu Tiangang, with a straight face, suspended on the huge sword, asked in a deep voice.

Most of the dozens of familiar elders of the outer gate are floating in the air, staring at Su Chunsheng. Even Chu Youwei, with red eyes and clenched lips, looked at Su Chunsheng without saying a word.

Su Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, and then breathed out a breath heavily. A heroic spirit suddenly burst out of his heart, and he said in a deep voice: "if you dare to bully my jiuxiao sword sect, you will beat him so hard that he can't even recognize his parents!"

Chu Tiangang burst out laughing and looked hot in an instant.

Around him, dozens of sword practitioners, including Chu Youwei, were all looking hot. Looking at Su Chunsheng, they had a high sense of war.

Su Chunsheng looked at these familiar faces and burst into laughter. Those who do not want them to interfere in the idea of an instant swept away.

Jiuxiao sword sect has always had the same heart. A few years ago, in the face of the situation of death, no one retreated, and everyone died. And now, in the face of those again and again and again, the zongmen, when there is no intention of retreat. It's time to open your eyes and have a look at the jiuxiao sword sect in this dead and gloomy world!

"Damn it

After a rude remark, Su Chunsheng suddenly turns around. A dazzling white light suddenly rushes into the sky, and the whole figure shoots northward.

Behind him, dozens of sword practitioners, like the same imperial sword, headed north like meteors.

On that night, dozens of Jianxiu swords went northward, shaking the whole Central Plains.