"No need to talk nonsense with them! Let's all come together!"
When the guards of the Huo family were fighting with Na Ma Sanyuan, someone among the three families had quick eyesight and saw the opportunity and shouted. Suddenly the scene became chaotic and a chaotic battle broke out.
Ma Sanyuan used seventeen iron claw skills in succession, but still failed to break through the guard's defense. His face suddenly became uglier, and the occasional probing glances from behind made him angry and annoyed.
In vain, they usually call themselves masters of martial arts, but they didn't expect that even a mere doorman of the Huo family could fight with them.
When his mind was wandering, Ma Sanyuan naturally exposed his flaw. The other party's sword swiped across his eyebrows, and drops of blood flowed into his eyes, making him very embarrassed.
"Hmph, you have such martial arts skills and must be a famous figure in the world. Why do you deign to be a guard here?"
Unable to beat others, in order not to lose face, Ma Sanyuan had no choice but to follow the rules of the world and start to lift the opponent up. At the same time, he also advised in a deep voice: "Water flows to lower places, and people go to higher places. Why don't you listen to me?"
The head of the Liu family is a man of justice, so if you vote for him, you will definitely be put to good use."
"I appreciate Mr. Ma's kindness. It's just that Ah Qi has received a great favor from his family, so how dare he have any inappropriate thoughts." The Huo family's guard refused the other party without hesitation.
"I don't know what's good or bad!" Ma Sanyuan cursed angrily and struck out more ruthlessly.
What makes him angry is that the other party not only did not follow the rules, but also called himself Ah Qi, which made him sound like a servant. By this, the other party was not humiliating him in disguise, and he was worse than a slave!
In fact, Ah Qi is really a servant of the Huo family. He was taken in and raised by the Huo family since he was a child, and he is loyal to the Huo family. At the same time, the doorman of the Huo family does not just apologize at the door.
The Huo family used to be in charge of the Zhujian Villa. For the first-class powerful people, they had to go through the mountain gate before entering the temple to worship Buddha. The person who was responsible for guarding this hurdle especially needed to earn face for the master's family.
As a member of the martial arts community, reputation comes from martial arts, so Ah Qi's martial arts, even if you look at the entire Sword Forging Villa back then, can be considered average.
Although Ma Sanyuan is well-known in the world, compared with Zhujian Villa, Yinghuo Haoyue is not worth mentioning. To put it cruelly, he is proud enough to be able to tie with Ah Qi.
The two of them fought without caring about others, and everyone around them was in chaos.
The movement outside the door attracted more and more people from all walks of life staying in Huo's house. When they saw someone coming to find trouble, they all came to help out of loyalty.
Naturally, Tianquan and others also came out and saw that there was a mess outside the door. In just a short while, many people were lying on the ground. The evil of the three families was evident.
Liao Yong's face was slightly pale. He held his right hand on the hilt of the sword, holding it and releasing it. His palm was stained with sweat, and it was obvious that there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart.
On the other hand, the little fat man, Da Niu, although he was surprised at first, immediately said loudly and proudly: "Brother Liao, Brother Qian, we have eaten so much food from the Huo family, we must go and help out today!"
"Well..." Liao Yong responded absently, but still stopped moving forward.
Tian Quan's eyes paused slightly. He had no grudges or grudges with the Huo family. He shouldn't have gotten involved in today's matter. However, he saw that in the chaos, the Huo family seemed to be following the rules of the world, but the people of the three families were not.
The attack was vicious.
Especially Ma Sanyuan, who was as notorious as a demon. Tian Quan hesitated for a moment and had already made up his mind.
"We should repay kindness, so we should take action." Tianquan said, and slowly pulled out the sword behind him.
The long sword was unsheathed and buzzed like a clear spring in the mountains. Liao Yong could hardly hide the envy in his eyes, and Da Niu was even more direct, and his saliva was almost flowing.
"Brother Qian, what's the name of your sword?" Daniel asked, staring at the sword with gleaming eyes. From the moment when the other party used his true energy to protect his mind, he guessed that Tianquan had an extraordinary origin. Now,
Looking at the sword again, I am even more convinced that the opponent is definitely from a major sect.
"This sword has no name." Tianquan shook his head and said.
According to Qingcheng Sect Rules, those who have not mastered the art of sword control are not qualified to inscribe the sword, but it was a treasure given to Tianquan by Master Yushu, so it is outstanding enough in itself.
Tianquan smiled and exposed the problem, and then solemnly explained to the two of them: "Swords have no eyes, please remember not to show off."
After saying that, Tianquan took the lead and rushed into the battlefield. Little Fatty and Big Niu responded, then struggled to carry a long black iron stick and followed him with a whirring sound.
Liao Yong's face turned green and red. He felt that he was not inferior to the other party, but he felt that he was being treated as an ignorant child by Tianquan, and he was suddenly very angry.
He snorted coldly, ignored the two of them, and rushed into the battle from the other direction alone.
Tian Quan did not intend to use real martial arts, because his identity as a disciple of Qingcheng was too sensitive, so this time he did not use the sword control technique, but used a set of quite ordinary sword techniques.
He learned this swordsmanship from Brother Yue's sister. It was rigid and uninteresting. The only praiseworthy aspect was that this swordsmanship could be used both offensively and defensively, and was extremely reliable.
Tianquan didn't want to reveal his identity, so he used this sword skill just right. With his martial arts skills, he could move his body skills freely among the people of the three families, and he could make someone roll to the ground and wail with a casual swing of his sword.
Soon, he was noticed by interested people. People from the three families regarded him as a formidable enemy. Several famous martial arts masters gathered around him, eager to teach him a lesson.
And in an inconspicuous corner, Gongsun Huan, who was "fighting fiercely" with two or three servants, finally discovered the appearance of his target. He suddenly changed from his previous laziness and pushed with his palm, causing several people in front of him to fall to the ground with a groan.
Sorry.
Gongsun Huan sneered, took out a black pill from his waist, threw it far away, turned into a little black light, and flew towards Tianquan.
In the midst of the chaos, Tian Quan seemed to feel something, and decisively struck back with his sword. Only scattered sparks exploded, and the black pill instantly turned into invisible energy, quickly moving along the edge of the sword, completely covering both the front and back sides of the sword.
"What?"
Tian Quan was shocked. After splitting the black pill, the sword in his hand suddenly became as shiny as if it had been waxed and oiled. Especially at three o'clock in the afternoon, when the blazing sun set above his head, the sword stood out from the crowd.
The same, reflecting countless glows, extremely eye-catching.
After the dazzling light flashed, people from the three families immediately noticed Tianquan in the crowd, and at the same time, they also remembered the explanations given by the heads of the three families beforehand.
The eyes of the three families looking at Tianquan became extremely dangerous. Ma Sanyuan even stretched out his arms and retreated violently. Then he turned his spear and headed straight towards Tianquan: "Come on!"
This black pill was Gongsun Huan's method, and it was also a way to indicate the target for the masters of the three families. Beforehand, the heads of the three families had promised that if they could capture and kill this man, they would not only be given a thousand taels of silver, but also be appreciated by a nobleman.
For these people, this extremely generous reward is like an oasis in the sand. How many heroes are famous in the world, but they can't even get out ten taels of silver in their pockets.
Not to mention, a person who can be called a nobleman by the heads of the three families, his appreciation is enough for these people to transcend the constraints of class.
Tianquan's head is the stepping stone for their promotion, and they must win it no matter what.
The changes in the scene made Gongsun Huan very satisfied, and he liked to watch such a big drama up close as a player in the game.
Moreover, not only Gongsun Huan was satisfied, but Lu Hanjiang was also satisfied. He had already made a reservation at the Baihua Tower. At this moment, the wine and food were ready, and the beauties and concubines were waiting on him. During his free time while listening to music, he could also use a telescope to admire Gongsun from a distance.