Chen Ang rode his horse along the path and walked westward. In just a half moments, he came under an ancient tree next to the path. The dew in the morning was heavier, and the moss under the ancient tree was extremely inconspicuous.

Chen Ang glanced at this point of indentation and suddenly laughed out loud.

"My friends from Songshan Sect over there, please don't hide it! Ding Mian, Songshan is a well-known faction after all, and at least he did not do anything that disappointed Chen. If you don't come out, don't blame Chen for plagiarism!"

Chen Ang's eyes were drawn to the forest in the north, with a bit of playful look in his eyes. A little silver light was pounding in his hand, and a flying swallow dart was flexibly shuttled between him, as if he could get out of his hands at any time.

There was only the sound of branches waving by the wind around, which was very pleasant. Chen Ang’s eyes were calm, and even the sound of the birds singing on the treetops did not change at all.

"Ding Mian, you can't help but disappoint me! You know that I can't fool you, but you dare not advance or retreat. What do you mean?" Chen Ang shouted loudly into the woods, and the flying swallow dart in his hand flashed and disappeared.

A little silver light quickly passed through the treetops, disappearing without a trace.

After a long time, a disciple of Songshan fell from the treetops in a mess and collapsed on the ground. In the middle of his hat, a silver dart flashed with a cold light, nailed to the surrounded branches, which was only half an inch away, and could be nailed to his head.

A big hand appeared out of nowhere and caught the silver dart on his hat.

A short, fat and yellow-faced old man twisted the silver dart and said disdainfully: "Made in stainless steel, a skilled craftsman's secret. Not only is this silver dart made of strange materials, but its craftsmanship is also very good. Its value is probably more expensive than hundreds of gold darts made of gold!"

"Even if you have billions of wealth, how many silver darts can you carry with you?"

The disciples of Songshan who were gathering around him suddenly looked a little better after hearing his words. Ding Mian and Lu Bai stood behind him. In addition, Jiuqu Jianzhong Town also took the other two Taibaos to Chen Ang's retreat.

Chen Ang counted roughly. There were at least five or six people here, and there were three more martial arts, and they were obviously older than him. They were obviously older generation figures of the Songshan Sect. Just by just glance, Chen Ang saw the white-headed immortal Bu Chen, the vulture Shatianjiang, the brocade lion Gao Kexin and other backbone of Songshan.

If these people die here, Songshan will probably be unable to recover from now on.

Chen Ang raised his eyes and smiled, not refuting Le Hou's words, but the long sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the ground, and with a scabbard, a stone as big as a marble fell into the air.

With a swing of the sword, the sheath hit the stone directly.

With a light sound of "Shut!", the stone shot out. Only a shrill sound of the wind could be heard. Le Hou saw a shadow rushing straight to his face, and hurriedly shook the iron guard in his hand and protected him in front of his face.

With a loud "Dang!", Le Hou's hands were numb and his wrists hit him hard on the face. He took three or four steps back and pressed against the tree behind him in a mess.

His face was purple, his hands were trembling constantly. The iron guards on his hand were inlaid with a marble-sized stone, which looked natural. Le Hou's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but squirt and spit out two big white front teeth.

"My dart is precious, but the stones on the ground can be picked up by leaning over. If you think that the stones on the ground are not as many as you, then come up!" A hint of sunlight appeared on Chen Ang's lips.

All the disciples of Songshan present changed their faces and nervously held the long sword to protect their chests.

"Haha! The miracle doctor is joking!" A loud voice said. When the disciples of Songshan heard this voice, they seemed to have a backbone, and their eyes became sharp. Only the sound of a large group of people walking around came from behind. Chen Ang looked at dozens of Songshan disciples suddenly emerged in front of him, each carrying large shields with both hands.

They carefully protected all the disciples of Songshan Mountain. Such a cowhide wooden shield could not penetrate even a strong bow of two stones. They took out a handful of exquisite crossbow arrows from behind and pointed directly at the vital points of Chen Ang.

Chen Ang didn't even look at them, but only stared at an old man walking out of the forest.

Zuo Lengchan came out with his hands behind his back and stood in front of Lehou and said, "Do not misunderstand me. Zuo did not have any malicious intentions when he came here. He just wanted to ask, who is the envoy to interfere in the family affairs of our Five Yue Sword Sect?"

Chen Ang smiled slightly, but did not answer, but instead chuckled, "I have heard that before the Songshan Sect took office, it was just a sect among the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and the left leader Su Xingyemei

, hard work has made the Songshan Sect glory. Although I first entered the world, I have heard of the famous Songshan Sword Sect.”

"I heard that the left-leader leader Songshan Sect is an amazing person to bring such a reputation."

Zuo Lengchan showed his own collar expression when he heard this, and he clasped his fists and said, "It's all friends in the world who love you!"

"What a pity!" Chen Ang's mouth showed a smile, "There are too many frogs in the well in this world. Their praises often exaggerate and exaggerate. So..."

Chen Ang paused, looked at Zuo Lengchan and said word by word:

"Is the Songshan School very amazing now?"

Looking at Zuo Lengchan's sudden gloomy face, Chen Ang smiled and said, "Zuo Lengchan, are you amazing again? Or have you forgotten a truth."

"What's the reason?" Zuo Lengchan asked with a sneer.

"How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan!" Chen Ang looked at him and recited loudly: "The phoenix is ​​noble and does not live in the turtle. The turtle is corrupt and the rat is afraid of it when it sees the phoenix."

"Zuo Lengchan, the position of the Five Mountains Sect, which you regard as treasure, as your treasure, is just a rotten rat in my eyes. Now you are cautious and afraid of it, plundering your heart, and making plans for it all, and even willing to become a despicable villain, is just a joke."

"Isn't it the same thing for you to ask me today and ask the phoenix, 'Why do I have a rotten rat'?"

Chen Ang shook his head and laughed, looking at Zuo Lengchan's eyes with only regrets and sighs.

Zuo Lengchan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, stared at the void three feet in front of him, and said slowly with a low tone: "How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan! Do tourists in the mountains and fields understand my ambition?"

"Ha!" Chen Ang shook his head and sighed. He looked at Zuo Lengchan with a lonely look. No one understood me, and couldn't help but sneer.

"The ambition of a swan? There are hundreds of sword-bearing men under their command, shouting forward and behind, shouting from both sides and shouting, and they avoid seeing them. When the heroes in the world saw it, they wanted to get up and hold their fists, and called them the left leader, the left leader, commanded thousands of disciples of the Five Mountains, and commanded the eight thousand miles of green forest, and dominated the Wudang Shaolin. It was indeed so majestic and domineering! Haha!"

Chen Ang pointed at him and sneered, "Should I respect you, the leader of Causeway Bay, Zuo Lengchan, the left leader of Zuo Lengchan?"

Although I couldn't understand what Chen Ang was saying, the sarcasm in his tone was about to come out. The people of the Songshan Sect flashed in their eyes, and the swords in their hands were tighter.

"You know that there are no two days of heaven, and there are nine states. The four seas are so big and boundless. I think this is the world. When I see the wonderful martial arts world and the competition between the rivers and lakes, I think this is your world. The black bird is trapped in a well, and only the ability to walk on the ground. The dragon is born in a brief discussion, but only the ambition of fish and shrimps. This is not your fault."

"But Zuo Lengchan, there is not only the world of Jianghu, nor the pursuit of fame and fortune. How can you comment on my path? I just hope that you can relax your eyes after today and not be that short-sighted person."

Chen Ang raised his long sword and said slowly.

After hearing this, Zuo Lengchan's eyes flashed, he looked at the long sword in Chen Ang's hand, and sighed: "Is this your sword? It's really good, but it's a pity!"

He sighed, and his face showed a deep regret, "A such a good sword and such a wonderful sword technique are a madman!"

"Even if you are a madman, you should have a bright future. If you want to blame, blame you for your crazy illness in front of the Songshan Sect!" Zuo Lengchan smiled slightly, stood opposite Chen Ang with a long sword, and said slowly: "Since I am already standing here, it is probably not your turn to fly to the sky in front of the swan today!"

"I want to see if the dead birds dare to chirp!"

Before he finished speaking, the disciples of Songshan around him had already pounced on him. Several sharp sword lights rushed towards Chen Ang, tearing the grass, trees, branches and leaves on the road into pieces. Each of them was one of the best players in the world. With the efforts of the two leaders of the Five Mountains, they would have to regret it.

A sword light burst out from Zuo Lengchan's waist, and the sharp energy tore the grass and trees around him. The sword light swayed, like a lightning bolt exploded in the air, shot out, piercing Chen Ang's heart.
Chapter completed!