Yuan Tianzhong's sword was fast and heavy, and the dagger bounced away like lightning.
The young man in black was so shocked that his jaw hurt, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
Seeing clearly that it was Yuan Tianzhong who had done it, he suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked: "Tianzhong, what are you doing?
Why are you helping Xie Wendong?"
Yuan Tianzhong lowered his soft sword and turned to look at Qu Qingting and Shi Wenjun.
He was silent for a long time with complicated expressions and said quietly: "I can't let you kill him."
"Why?"
the young man in black asked in a solemn voice.
"There's no reason, it's just not possible."
Yuan Tianzhong took a deep breath, raised his head, met the young man's eyes, and said firmly.
Yuan Tianzhong now has no choice but to go.
He knows very well that since he has made a choice, he must go on unswervingly.
Otherwise, he will waver left and right, and in the end he will not be able to please both sides, and he will still suffer the loss.
He feels like he is betting now.
If he bets right, he will have a bright future.
If he bets wrong, he will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell.
But having said that, if he wants to succeed, he must take risks.
He believes in his own vision, and he believes in Xie Wendong even more. ability.
The young man named Tian En stared straight at Yuan Tianzhong, clenching and unclenching his fists, unclenching and clenching them several times, and finally asked: "Tianzhong, are you really planning to betray Wangyue Pavilion?"
Yuan Tianzhong did not answer directly, but just said: "I am in Hongmen now, so naturally I have to do things for Hongmen."
After saying that, he looked at Xie Wendong behind him, and said: "Brother Dong has been kind to me, as long as I have Now, no one can hurt Brother Dong."
He said it so eloquently that Tian En didn't know what to do.
This young man's name is Wang Tian'en, and he is Shi Wenjun's apprentice.
He is about the same age as Yuan Tianzhong, and they started at about the same time.
It can be said that they are children.
Although they are not the same master, they have a close personal relationship and are good friends.
The fellow disciples of the same sect wanted to confront each other with swords at this time, which made Wang Tianen feel painful, embarrassed, and angry at the same time.
He stepped forward, reached Yuan Tianzhong, and whispered: "Tianzhong, please wake up.
Now that Xie Wendong and Wangyue Pavilion are having a falling out, you can only die if you follow Xie Wendong."
If Yuan Tianzhong had stayed in Wangyue Pavilion, if he had not joined Beihongmen and participated in so many fierce battles, he would have thought that Wangyue Pavilion was the best in the world, and anyone who was an enemy of Wangyue Pavilion would be seeking death. , but now, he no longer thinks so.
This world is a world where strength determines everything.
Reputation and prestige are worthless at critical moments.
Besides the inherited reputation and prestige of Wangyue Pavilion, what else does it have?
effort.
But what role can this play in the era of firearms and technology?
Wangyue Pavilion Ivory Xie Wendong, there is no problem, but it is simply impossible to force him to death.
He could not say these words and had no chance to say them.
He stretched out his hand, held Wang Tianen's shoulder, pushed his arm hard, and pushed him away.
He said with a cold expression: "Go back.
In terms of skill, you can't beat me."
Wang Tianen didn't expect that he would say such heartless words, and he was stunned for a long time without coming back to his senses.
"Brother Qu, this is the good disciple you taught."
Shi Wenjun was so angry that he trembled, turned his head and said coldly to Qu Qingting.
Qu Qingting was also surprised that Yuan Tianzhong had such a firm attitude, but he was not angry.
He felt that it was good for Yuan Tianzhong to choose Xie Wendong.
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At least he had a hidden card next to Xie Wendong.
He pretended to be helpless and shouted at Shi Wenjun.
With a wry smile, he said: "My son has no control over his mother, let alone his apprentice.
Since Tianzhong made his own choice, let him go."
"Okay."
Shi Wenjun nodded and said, "Brother Qu said so, so don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted, "Take down the traitor Yuan Tianzhong."
Following his words, two more young men emerged from the many disciples around him.
Their weapons had already been revealed, one with a knife and the other with a sword, and they strode towards Yuan Tianzhong.
Seeing these two men off the stage, Yuan Tianzhong secretly thought: Ku Ye, these two famous teachers, Fu Wu and Shao Ju, are Shi Wenjun's first and second apprentices.
They have been studying the art for a long time and have solid skills.
Both of them are not much weaker than Yuan Tianzhong.
Even he himself doesn't know what chance of winning Yuan Tianzhong has if they fight together.
"Senior Brother Fu, Senior Brother Shao" Yuan Tianzhong handed the sword to his left hand and nodded in greeting.
"Don't call us senior brother."
Fu Wu and Shao Ju sneered, "You have betrayed the sect and Wangyue Pavilion, and you are not qualified to call us senior brother anymore."
As they spoke, they stood on Yuan Tianzhong's side, one on the left and the other on the right.
On both sides of his body, his legs were spread apart, and his body leaned forward, making a posture ready for a move.
They have known Yuan Tianzhong for a long time, but their friendship is not deep, and there is still a gap between them.
Yuan Tianzhong is considered to be one of the most qualified disciples in the new generation of Wangyue Pavilion.
Both of them are not convinced, but because they are the same disciple, It's hard to start a life-and-death battle, but now we finally have a legitimate chance.
"Humph, Yuan Tianzhong, be careful with you."
As he spoke, Fu Wu was the first to attack, swinging his arm and slashing three times.
Since Shi Wenjun used short weapons, the disciples below also used short swords and short swords.
As the saying goes, an inch long is strong; an inch short is dangerous.
Short weapons are good at close combat, and their moves are flexible.
They can move at close range extremely quickly.
The fight between Fu Wu, Shao Ju and Yuan Tianzhong was really good to watch.
The three of them were all known for their speed.
They were coming and going like a revolving lantern, spinning around in the field.
The eyes of the people around them were soon not enough, and they could only hear.
There was a clanking sound, and it was impossible to see how the three of them took action.
Wang Tianen was secretly sweating for Yuan Tianzhong.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Xie Wendong was also paying attention to the battlefield.
Suddenly, anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his guts.
Gritting my teeth with hatred.
In his opinion, the reason why Yuan Tianzhong betrayed Wangyue Pavilion and his master was because he was bewitched by Xie Wendong.
Without him, Yuan Tianzhong would have returned to Wangyue Pavilion.
Thinking of this, he silently avoided the battlefield and slowly walked around Xie Wendong.
When he was only five meters away from Xie Wendong, he saw the opportunity, suddenly drew his sword, flew toward Xie Wendong, and at the same time passed the dagger in his hand to Xie Wendong's chest.
His attack was fast enough, but his intention was not hidden from the eyes of the Five Elements brothers.
As he ran forward, the Five Elements brothers invariably raised the guns in their hands.
Wang Tianen was startled.
He didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so fast.
No matter how skilled he was, he didn't dare to rush forward with the gun.
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He gave up his killing move and sank with all his strength.
He was like a ball, rolling on the ground and rolling directly.
Under the meeting table, stand up from the other side.
The Five Elements Brothers didn't shoot, but they scared him into a cold sweat.
He raised his heart, shook his arms, and fiercely threw the dagger in his hand towards Xie Wendong.
"Brother Dong, be careful" Golden Eyes relied entirely on his feeling and shot with a flick of his hand.
"Bang" "Danglang" The sound of gunshots and the crisp sound of metal rang out in the venue at the same time.
The dagger thrown by Wang Tianen suddenly flipped twice in the air before Xie Wendong could get close to him, and fell to the table.
Looking at the dagger again, it split into two, and the blade was broken by Jinyan's incredible shot.
This shot was astonishing to everyone.
Not only was it fast, it was also extremely accurate.
Its shooting skills were simply appalling.
Wang Tianen was dumbfounded, and the big brothers around him were also dumbfounded.
Even Qu Qingting and Shi Wenjun couldn't help but take a breath and said to themselves, "It's awesome."
Of course, it was a matter of luck that Golden Eye knocked out Wang Tianen's dagger with one shot, but without superb marksmanship and accumulated practical experience, it would be difficult to achieve this even if he stepped on the shoulders of the goddess of luck.
After half a minute, there was a gasp and exclamation in the venue.
"Your Excellency, your marksmanship is good."
A young man stood up behind Qu Qingting.
Without any warning, he flicked his wrist coldly and shot a ray of silver light towards the golden eye.
Golden Eye secretly thought that was bad, and subconsciously took a step back, but in the time it took for him to take this step, the silver light was already in front of him.
At this moment, Tu Shan beside him stretched out his hand fiercely, opening his palm like a fan, blocking the flying silver light.
Puchi A delicate silver knife three inches long and five minutes wide was shot into Tushan's palm.
Due to the force, the silver knife pierced his palm and half of the blade protruded from the back of his hand.
Tushan has a strong character.
He didn't even utter a sound when the severe pain came out of his palm.
He glared and gritted his teeth.
He grabbed the tail of the knife with his other hand, pulled hard, and pulled out the silver knife from his palm. , while blood spurted out, Tushan's face was covered with sweat.
He weighed the silver knife in his hand, suddenly waved his arm and shouted: "Give it back to you" Tushan's marksmanship was first-rate, but he was not very good at using concealed weapons.
He threw the silver knife back with brute force, and there was no accuracy.
He threw it at the young man, but the silver knife was thrown at Qu Qingting.
The latter was sitting on a chair, not thinking, but when the silver knife was less than a foot away, he raised his hand and pointed his finger.
With a seemingly random flick, the fingertip hit the blade of the sword.
With a clang, the silver sword refracted and flew far away.
"Tushan, how are you?"
Jin Yan and others hurriedly surrounded him and looked at the wounds on his hands.
"It's a trivial matter."
Tushan didn't care.
He took off a piece of his clothes and wrapped them around his hands randomly.
"What a thick-skinned pig."
The young man who shot out the silver knife snorted coldly.
He touched his ribs with his hand and pulled out two more silver knives.
Just when he was about to take action again, he suddenly heard chaos coming from outside the door.
Before he could figure it out, What happened?
There was just a bang, and the door was opened by someone outside.
Two big men flew in, like two sandbags.
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They fell to the ground with two plops.
Each one spurted out a mouthful of blood, and they both fainted. .
The expressions of everyone in the venue changed.
At this time, two young men in their twenties walked in one after another from the outside
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