Li Shan looked like a rookie and smiled and said, "Brother Hu, you seem to have something to worry about! I wonder if I can help you?" His tone was sincere and unpretentious.

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How dare Hu Qingpeng tell the concerns in his heart truthfully, and reluctantly smiled: "I'm fine, I'm sorry, Brother Li for your concern! By the way, the disciples of the Beggars' Gang usually use sticks as weapons, so why is Brother Li unique and choose a big knife?"

Li Shan said: "Actually, this is not a secret. The magical skill of my Beggar Gang's gang is the 'dog-beating stick technique'. Only the gang leader can practice it in all dynasties. It is the origin of all the stick techniques of the Beggar Gang and their nemesis. You may not know that my elder brother has been identified as the next gang leader and has become the only one among our elder brothers who can learn the dog-beating stick technique. If I continue to practice stick technique, even if I practice it to the level of perfection and superb level, I will never become the best in the world, because I am definitely no match for my elder brother. So I abandoned the stick and practiced swords and traveled around the world. I hope that one day I will become a master of swordsmanship and ascend to the throne of the world's first sword!" The heroic spirit of the eyes shone brightly and looked down on the world, making him look much taller.

Hu Qingpeng listened to his bold words and couldn't help but feel excited and praised: "Good man, good ambition! Brother Li has such ambitions and ambitions. I really admire him! I believe that as long as you persevere, you will be able to reach the peak of swordsmanship one day!"

Li Shan smiled and asked, "What is Brother Hu practicing sword for?"

Hu Qingpeng's face turned slightly red and scratched his head and said, "I am ashamed to say that I am not as ambitious as Brother Li. The purpose of my initial martial arts was just to protect my family. Now I just want to be a hero and righteous with my martial arts skills, and to avenge my enemies!"

Li Shan looked at him deeply and sighed: "Brother Hu, you are so skilled in swordsmanship at a young age, and your future achievements are limitless. As the saying goes, "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop." Even if you have no intention of becoming a powerful figure and roaming the world, this cannot be decided by you. Sooner or later, you will change the pattern of martial arts forces!"

Hu Qingpeng said shyly: "Brother Li is too good! I am just an ordinary disciple of Hengshan Sect, not the Demon Sect, the Qinglong Society, the Baiyun Sect or the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Where can I get the opportunity to compete in the world? Besides, I don't have such great ability." After a change of the topic, I asked: "Brother Li, has the Beggars' Sect started a full-scale war with the Qinglong Society?"

Li Shan shook his head and said, "Although our two families have not officially announced the war, the conflicts between open and secret have never stopped. The Qinglong Association is extremely ambitious. Not only is he trying to seek the status of a gang overlord, but he also wants to occupy the territory of the Baidao Gang. The Beggars' Sect is the biggest stumbling block on its way forward. Brother Hu, once the Qinglong Association learns that you have helped us, he may cause trouble for you. You must be careful in the future!"

Hu Qingpeng said: "Although my life is not worth a lot, it is not easy for anyone to take it away!"

The two chatted and laughed, feeling like they were hard to meet with their confidants. Soon after, they came to the Zuixian Loft in the south of the city. This is the most famous restaurant in the area, divided into two floors, with exquisite decorations, brightly lit inside the building, and the traffic outside the door was full of traffic. The aroma of wine and dishes floating in the air was mouth-watering. Hu Qingpeng stopped and smiled: "Brother Li, thank you for sending you all the way! You also have to go back to assist Zheng Dunzhu to handle the post-war affairs. I will invite you to have a drink next time!"

Li Shan was stunned and clasped his fists and said, "Okay! We will have a date later!"

Hu Qingpeng breathed a sigh of relief and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Li, see you!" For the sake of Yi Wufeng's safety, he had to go straight to the point and let Li Shan leave as soon as possible. As for Li Shan's thoughts on this, he couldn't care about it.

At this moment, a clear shout came from the restaurant, followed by a scramble of ping-pong sounds, mixed with the screams of the crowd, causing a commotion. Could it be that something happened to Yi Wufeng? Hu Qingpeng's heart sank. He didn't care about the shocking world, and suddenly he jumped high, and walked through the window on the second floor like a big bird, landing on the floor. Yi Wufeng proudly confronted two young men with long swords on their backs across the table. Both sides glared at each other, and the air was filled with a strong smell of fire. Another young swordsman was getting up from the ground, his precious clothes were covered with oil and juice, and he looked ridiculous and embarrassed, and he was probably trapped under Yi Wufeng. The other diners retreated to the side, watching the show with orthogonal heads.

Hu Qingpeng saw a faint black appearance on Yi Wufeng's face at first sight. He was worried and heartache. He jumped to her side and couldn't help but complain: "Why do you want to use your true energy? What if there is a toxic attack?"

When Yi Wufeng saw him suddenly appear, her eyes lit up and she said angrily: "It's all your fault. Who told you to be half an hour late? If you are present, how can I take action with me? These three people are very disrespectful to me in their words, and you killed them all!"

Hu Qingpeng was startled and said, "They did not do anything unforgivable, how could they kill them just by saying that they were killed?" He lamented in his heart that the elder of the Demon Cult is the elder of the Demon Cult. He regards human life as a mustard, and is not afraid of any sect. It seems that he is going to offend people again.

Yi Wufeng said: "Are you unwilling to do it? Then I'll do it!"

Hu Qingpeng hurriedly stopped her and said, "Wait! You can't..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a roar beside him: "Enough!" The three young swordsmen were so angry that they were smoked and their bodies were trembling. They were famous in their masters, and their families were either rich or noble. They were used to being praised by others. When did they have been so despised? Especially one of them was knocked down by the other party for some reason. They were dissatisfied with their swords. They drew their swords in their hands and said angrily: "Little Face, who do you think of your uncle's life? Don't dream! If you are willing to kowtow to us obediently and admit your mistakes, you will spare you today, otherwise at least one of your arms will be left behind!"

Yi Wufeng was angry and hated, twisted Hu Qingpeng hard and said angrily: "What did he spit out of his dog's mouth? You want to teach him a lesson for me!"

Hu Qingpeng sighed inwardly. Once Yi Wufeng is really angry, things today will never be good. If she doesn't follow her wishes, if she takes action with anger, it is very likely that she will cause a lurking poison and will end up in a loss-making situation. He naturally couldn't bear to let her take risks, so he turned around to face the three swordsmen helplessly and said, "I'm here with Hu Qingpeng of Hengshan Sect. I wonder what the three brothers are called? Why did he have a dispute with my friend?"

The three of them exchanged glances with each other, and one of them said, "Oh, it turns out they are the disciples of Hengshan Sect. Unfortunately, we have never heard of your name. I am really embarrassed. I am He Shouxin from Wudang Sect. These two are my fifth junior brother Chen Lianxing and the sixth junior brother Qu Donglin. Because there is no empty space on the upper floor, we want to share a table with your friend for the time being. Unexpectedly, he spoke ill of ill words and took advantage of my sixth junior brother's unpreparedness and suddenly started a sudden attack! Those who don't know think I

The Wudang disciples are not as good as others! He must give us an explanation for this matter!" He is thin, has long eyes, and is accustomed to tilting his chin when speaking, and is quite arrogant. The Wudang Sect was founded by Zhang Sanfeng, a master of his generation. He is the leader of Baidao with Shaolin Temple. He is famous all over the world for his internal skills, boxing and swordsmanship. Especially Wudang Sword Technique is known as the best in the martial arts world and is praised by those who are all over the world. Today, the Wudang Sect leader Ling Zhen is proficient in Tai Chi swordsmanship, and his strength is especially above the head of the Seven Sword Sects.

Yi Wufeng sneered: "Who is right and who is wrong, the people present can see clearly! You bully others and want to drive me away by force, but in the end they blame me for being wrong. It's so shameless!"

He Shouxin and others' faces were pale and red, and it seemed that they were poked into the pain. Hu Qingpeng hurriedly said, "It turns out that they are senior brothers of the Wudang Sect, who have been admired for a long time! Three senior brothers, if we make a big fuss about this little thing, wouldn't we let others laugh at it? It's a misunderstanding, how about everyone shake hands and reconcile?" The strength and status of the Wudang Sect are among the best in the white path. If it is not necessary, he really does not want to offend them, so as not to be such a strong enemy under the Hengshan Sect.

Qu Donglin shouted: "Hu Qingpeng, don't get along with us! Our Wudang Sect won't take this trick! Unless he kowtows and admits his mistake, everything else is not discussed!" He just fell by Yi Wufeng and lost face. How could he swallow this anger? Qu Donglin was tall and strong, and was impatient. He waved the sword in his hand while talking, which was very scary.

Ask Yi Wufeng to kowtow and admit her mistake?! Even if the sun rises from the west, she will not agree! Hu Qingpeng shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Qu's request is too much. You might as well kill me directly!"

Qu Donglin shouted, "Do you think I dare not?" He raised his wrist and a squeak, and the long sword pointed directly at Hu Qingpeng's heart. He did not say hello in advance, nor did he wait for the other party to draw the sword. The sword stabbed him was somewhat suspected of sneak attacking, and immediately attracted booing from onlookers.

Hu Qingpeng has been through life and death many times, and has developed a habit of not being able to relax his vigilance no matter what enemy he faces. Because in the fight between life and death, any negligence may lead to a disaster. As soon as Qu Donglin's long sword moved, he retreated almost half a step at the same time, drew his sword out of the sheath, and shook the enemy's sword. He only used six success forces, but it made Qu Donglin's mouth numb, and his body couldn't help but retreated twice, and his face turned red.

After all, He Shouxin had some vision. Seeing Hu Qingpeng's sword go like lightning, he calmed down the plate, and his internal strength was surprisingly deep. He immediately realized that his junior brother was no match for him. He secretly gave Chen Lianxing a wink and signaled him to join forces to deal with Hu Qingpeng. Chen Lianxing nodded, and was about to draw his sword to help him, but suddenly heard Yi Wufeng laugh and said, "My surname is Qu, you can't take advantage of yourself. Do you want to ask your senior brother to join us?"

Qu Donglin said angrily: "Don't underestimate others! Senior brother, don't help me, let's see how I teach this kid a lesson!" After that, he waved his sword and rushed up like a tiger. But he saw the green light scattered and the sword was continuous, as if waves hit the cliff, launching rounds of fierce attacks, which made people almost breathless.

Hu Qingpeng was determined to observe the routine of Wudang sword technique. When he saw the move, he simply took the defensive moves to deal with the opponent. After more than twenty moves in the blink of an eye, Qu Donglin became more and more angry as he fought. Even though he was attacking like a tide, he could not break through Hu Qingpeng's defense line. Moreover, Hu Qingpeng only defended but did not attack, as if he had not done his best, which was a disguised humiliation. He could no longer control his anger and suddenly shouted: "I will fight with you!" The man and sword were united, and he killed him quickly and quickly.

Seeing that his opponent wanted to kill him under the sword, Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but frown secretly. It would be too cruel to take human life just for such a trivial matter, right? Although he was unwilling to cause trouble, he was definitely not a cowardly and incompetent person. His heart was slightly angry, and the sword's momentum suddenly changed, but when he saw the sword light surge, passing through Qu Donglin's gap like lightning, heading straight to the vital points between his eyebrows. The sword came back first, like a flying geese from the sky, with no trace to be found, so wonderful that it was so wonderful.

A sudden burst of tears in front of Qu Donglin's eyes. The cold sword energy had reached the center of his eyebrows. He didn't even give him a chance to return to the sword to resist. He couldn't help but be shocked and instinctively rolled away on the ground. He felt a coldness on his head, and his opponent's long sword passed by, lifting the broken hair in the sky. Qu Donglin jumped up on the ground, raised his hand and touched most of his hair that had been cut off. He was both ashamed and angry, and almost vomited blood.

Hu Qingpeng said lightly: "Senior Brother Qu, I'll give in!" He was very disappointed. It was rumored that Wudang's swordsmanship was unique and the best in the martial arts world. However, he defeated Qu Donglin without any effort today, and did not think that Wudang's swordsmanship was so exquisite.

Qu Donglin is not a fool. He knew that he had shown mercy under the sword, otherwise the sword just now would easily kill him. He stomped his feet angrily and looked back at the two senior brothers. He Shouxin's thoughts were not far from his martial arts, and if he fought alone, he would not be Hu Qingpeng's opponent. Unless the three of them joined forces, he might be able to defeat him. But how could the disciples of Wudang besieged the disciples of Hengshan Sect in public? If the news spreads to the world, wouldn't it be misunderstood that Wudang Sect is not as good as Hengshan Sect? He took a deep breath and said coldly: "Hu Qingpeng, you have won half a move by chance. Don't be too proud too early! If you have the guts, don't leave. I'll go back and ask Senior Brother Qingxuzi to duel with you!"

Hu Qingpeng said: "Qingxuzi? I haven't heard of it! Is he very powerful in the Wudang Sect?"

He Shouxin stared at him in disbelief, his face turned pale, and he smiled furiously: "Okay, OK, Hengshan Sect has produced an ignorant talent. It is really a century-old experience to dare to despise me Wudang! You wait, this account will be settled sooner or later! Let's go!"

Qu Donglin said anxiously: "Senior Brother He, can you just let it go?"

He Shouxin winked and said, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!" He shook his sleeves and led his two junior brothers downstairs.

Hu Qingpeng touched his nose and whispered to Yi Wufeng: "Is Qingxuzi a celebrity?"

Yi Wufeng said: "Qingxuzi is the successor of Wudang's sect. At the age of eighteen, she has obtained the true teachings of Wudang's swordsmanship. She used swords like a god. She has never lost a single defeat in her five years of debut. She is a recognized master among the young generation. She has the power to be better than blue than blue." With her personality, her willingness to evaluate Qingxuzi in this way shows that he is indeed very outstanding.

Hu Qingpeng shrank his neck and said with a smile: "Then let's not wait for him, let's escape first!"

After the two left the restaurant, Hu Qingpeng frowned suddenly, and felt strange about being peeped at. His eyes pretended to be unintentional, but he did not find anything strange. Yi Wufeng seemed to have noticed it and sent a soft voice: "Don't go back to the dock directly!" Hu Qingpeng understood it and pointed to the scenery along the street with her, slowly deviating from the lively street, and walked into a dark alley without realizing it.

Hu Qingpeng suddenly laughed and turned around and said, "What is the intention of my friend following us secretly all the way? If you have any questions, please speak in person and come out!"

Only the sound of footsteps were heard, a man walked out of the shadow silently, looking at Hu Qingpeng with complicated eyes. Every time he took a step closer, the knife aura emitted on his body became stronger, and his eyes were even brighter, like the red sun, which seemed to penetrate anyone's thoughts. The wind at night suddenly stopped and the air around him became solemn.

Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "Brother Li, it's you!"

Li Shan pointed at the clothes and said sternly: "Brother Hu, do you know who she is?"

Hu Qingpeng felt a chill in his heart. The thing he was most worried about happened. Li Shan indeed recognized Yi Wufeng, who was dressed as a man! He knew very well how serious the crime of colluding with the Demon Sect was, and he would even be expelled from the sect and become a public enemy of the martial arts world. But he had to stay out of the matter at this time, regardless of Yi Wufeng's life or death. He made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "I know that she is Yi Wufeng, the elder of the Demon Sect!"

Li Shan was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Since you know, why do you still have to go with her? Could it be that you were coerced by her? Or did she seduce you with beauty and confuse your mind?" At first he thought that Hu Qingpeng was deceived and did not know Yi Wufeng's identity, so he couldn't bear to expose this matter on the Zuixian Pavilion, so he would not ruin Hu Qingpeng's future, but he did not expect it to be completely beyond his expectations!

Yi Wufeng's face turned red and she stomped her feet and said, "Don't talk nonsense, it's bad for me!"

Li Shan sneered: "What reputation does the demon witch have? Brother Hu, don't go astray and ruin your bright future! No matter what hardships you have, as long as we work together to kill this demon, you can finish it all!"

Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Li, I think you misunderstood! The matter between Yi and Mr. Yi is hard to describe. To put it simply, since Mr. Yi was poisoned, he must find a miracle doctor to rescue him within ten days, otherwise he will die of poison. I promised to escort her to seek medical treatment and ensure her safety on the road. This is my promise, and I must do it. Therefore, please forgive me!" People in the world promised a lot of money, and even if they sacrificed their lives, they would do it, otherwise they would be looked down upon by others.

Li Shan said coldly: "So, if I want to kill the demon girl under the knife, you will definitely stop it?"

Hu Qingpeng said seriously: "That's right! If you want to kill her, you must knock me down first."
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