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Hua Wuque looked at Jiang Biehe with searching eyes, and asked, "Hero Jiang, is what Uncle Tie said true?"

Jiang Biehe watched Kuang Shi Tie Zhan stand up to reveal his identity, and couldn't help frowning: he never thought that there would be such a powerful master lurking beside him.

Even with his scheming, Chengfu couldn't see through Tie Zhan's disguise.

Jiang Biehe knew that he was in a very dangerous situation at this time. Tie Zhan and Xuanyuan Sanguang were both first-class masters, only slightly inferior to him. If Jiang Yi was added, and they worked together, he would definitely lose.

The only one who can break the game now is the powerful Hua Wuque.

Thoughts in Jiang Biehe's mind turned violently, but his face remained calm, and he said calmly:

"As the so-called Qing is self-cleaning, this old man acts upright and is not afraid of others' slander. Don't listen to this man's nonsense, young man. As one of the top ten villains, this mad lion and iron war is one of the top ten villains. He has nothing to do with murder and his notoriety spreads far and wide. She tried her best to lurk in my house for two years, perhaps just to tarnish my reputation."

Crazy Lion Iron War did not expect that under such circumstances, Jiang Biehe could deny it categorically, and even beat him back, and couldn't help saying loudly:

"Jiang Biehe, your criminal evidence is hidden in the secret room. Once you enter the secret room, you can only know what you have done secretly over the years. Do you dare to let us enter your secret room?"

Jiang Biehe didn't expect Tie Zhan to even discover the secret room of his own house, and his heart became heavier.

If a different person encountered this situation, he would have been in chaos and at a loss for a long time, but Jiang Biehe was Jiang Biehe after all, and there was nothing left in his heart, far beyond ordinary people.

Without any anxiety, he said frankly:

"That's right, the old man does have a secret room, which is used to store some martial arts secret books. But you have been hiding in Jiang Manor for two years through disguise and modification, and you already know where the secret room is. If you want to put something in the secret room to frame the old man , it’s not easy.”

Listening to Tie Zhan and Jiang Biehe's words, Hua Wuque's mind was in a mess, not knowing who to believe.

In the original plot, Hua Wuque was played around by Jiang Biehe and became a tool against Tie Zhan.

However, Hua Wuque lived in the abnormal environment of Yihua Palace since he was a child, and he has no experience in the world at all. It is understandable that he was deceived by Jiang Biehe, but it cannot be said that his IQ is insufficient.

Moreover, ever since meeting Jiang Biehe at Murong Villa, Hua Wuque was overwhelmed by the benevolence and righteousness shown by the other party, and admired Jiang Biehe's character very much. Given his preconceived ideas, it was hard to imagine that Jiang Biehe would be a hypocrite with hypocrisy.

Not to mention Hua Wuque, but the clever little Yu'er, who suffered several losses at Jiang Bie He's hands in the original plot, and was almost killed by Jiang Bie He who broke his hands and feet and abolished his martial arts.

It can be said that in the TV drama world, Jiang Biehe's cunning may be even higher than that of Xiao Yuer.

Tie Xinlan looked at Hua Wuque's hesitant look, and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Young Master Hua, don't you believe what my father said?"

"this……"

Hua Wuque looked puzzled, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that the situation was at a stalemate, Jiang Yi didn't intend to argue anymore, and said to Tie Zhan and Xuanyuan Sanguang, "It's fine that you two help me stop Hua Wuque, that stupefied young man, and Jiang Biehe will be dealt with by myself. "

As he spoke, his sharp eyes stabbed at Jiang Biehe like a knife, and he waved his hand: "Hero Jiang, it is inevitable that we will fight, please!"

Hearing that Jiang Yi planned to fight him alone, Jiang Biehe felt a little relieved. If Jiang Yi, Xuanyuan Sanguang, and Kuangshi Tiezhan joined forces to attack, he thought he would be unstoppable.

If Jiang Yi was alone, he would not be afraid.

Jiang Biehe revealed a bit of helplessness, slowly shook his head and said: "It seems that Mr. Jiang, you have already determined that Jiang is that Jiangqin, and I am afraid that if I don't want to fight with you, I won't be able to do it.

But don't worry, the old man will still be merciful, and he will stop. "

Jiang Yi saw that he was still maintaining the benevolence and righteousness of a hero, so he couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, turned around and walked towards the courtyard, and said leisurely:

"I'd like to see how much you have learned from Yihua Palace over the years?"

Speaking of which, Jiang Biehe can be considered a genius in martial arts. It only took twenty years to grow from a book boy with no foundation to a first-class master with great strength.

In the original plot, after he learned how to transfer flowers and jade from Pinggu, his strength increased dramatically. Hua Wuque, Xiao Yu'er and several villains joined forces are not his opponents.

In contrast, Hua Wuque, as a formal disciple of Yihua Palace, seems to be inferior to him in talent and understanding.

"I'm afraid I will disappoint Mr. Jiang. The old man's martial arts have nothing to do with Yihua Palace. Mr. Hua should be able to see this."

Jiang Biehe also stepped into the courtyard as he spoke, and was seven or eight meters away from Jiang Yi.

Everyone else stood at the door to watch the battle.

Kuang Shi Tie Zhan and Xuanyuan Sanguang stood on both sides of Hua Wuque, restraining him so that he could not intervene in the battle between Jiang Yi and Jiang Yi.

Tie Xinlan looked at Xiao Yu'er: "Young Master Jiang is not Jiang Biehe's opponent, right?"

Xiao Yu'er just said: "Since he proposed to fight Jiang Biehe, I think he is somewhat sure."

Jiang Yulang sneered, "It's just arrogance."

After Jiang Biehe stood still, he stretched out his hand calmly, and said politely, "Young Master Jiang, do it!"

"good!"

After uttering a single word, the fierce fighting spirit in Jiang Yi's eyes slowly calmed down. His eyes were like a deep pool, dark and deep.

He slowly stretched out his slender and powerful right hand, and grasped the handle of the black plume saber at his waist.

With the movement of his holding the knife, a cold, biting murderous aura spread out, and the whole courtyard seemed to have entered the late autumn season suddenly, chilling and bleak.

Everyone present felt that the sky suddenly became dark and gloomy, as if a stone was blocked in their hearts, very dull.

As the one who bears the brunt, Jiang Biehe's feelings are even more intense. Before Jiang Yi's knife was out of its sheath, he was already alarmed, as if an invisible blade had already touched his eyebrows, making his eyes twitch .

The surrounding air began to become heavy and sticky, making it difficult to breathe.

Only then did Jiang Biehe know that Jiang Yi's strength was far beyond his expectations, and he was probably stronger than Xuanyuan Sanguang and Tie Zhan...

Shut up!

A desolate scream sounded, as if it was going to pierce the eardrums of people, and made the few onlookers frown.

Faster than the sound is a black knife.

The air was cut open by the sharp blade, forming two white air waves visible to the naked eye, like two white silks floating in the air.

laugh!

Jiang Biehe only felt a blur in front of his eyes, the black blade had already approached a foot in front of him, and the next moment it was going to split him in half.

drink!

Jiang Biehe had rich experience, and in the face of such a crisis, he did not panic at all. His tongue was full of spring thunder, and he yelled violently, like a grand bell, causing the courtyard to shake violently.

The black knife also hesitated slightly.

At the same time, Jiang Biehe mobilized the mighty internal force in his body, turned into a boiling torrent, and poured into his right arm, and when he raised his hand, he punched out.

The pure and condensed internal force turned into a domineering fist, which slammed into the black blade fiercely.

Rumble!

The air exploded, violent energy shot out in all directions, and the cobblestones on the ground were swept away by the aftermath and shattered into debris.

After all, Jiang Biehe lost the upper hand, and his response was a little hasty. The pale golden punch lasted only for a moment, before it was cut by the blade.

However, taking advantage of the momentary collision of force, Jiang Biehe's figure flashed, and he retreated three steps, trying to avoid Jiang Yi's sharp edge and look for an opportunity to fight back.

Zheng!

There was no chance for him to catch his breath. As he retreated sharply, the black long knife suddenly slashed across, like a black lightning bolt.

Jiang Yi's ten-step-one-kill doesn't have any gorgeous and complicated skills, but only one word: fast, extremely fast.

With more than ten steps around him, he was within the range of the saber's momentum, there was no way to hide, no way to escape.

Jiang Biehe didn't expect Jiang Yi's offensive to be so fierce, his expression changed slightly, and he could only punch again.

boom!

It was another light golden punch piercing through the air.

puff!

With the blessing of Jiang Yi's internal energy, the sharp blade became even sharper, slashing through Jiang Biehe's fist force, and then slashed out without losing momentum.

Jiang Biehe used his body skills to the extreme, and with a flash, he wanted to avoid the long black knife like a tarsal maggot.

An invisible saber energy shot out from the black blade tip, split the sky, and sank into Jiang Biehe's thigh.

laugh!

Jiang Biehe's leg was cut open with a bone-deep wound, a pool of blood splashed out, and his dodging movement froze slightly.

not good!

A chill rushed from Jiang Biehe's back to his forehead, making his scalp tingle for a while.

His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand to stop Jiang Yi, and exclaimed:

"slow……"

The black, gloomy knife light flooded in like a tide, drowning his voice.