Evergreen Immortal.

"You"

Zhou Shulin's eyes were red, and he took a step forward.

Liang He hurriedly pulled Zhou Shulin: "Brother Zhou, Master Li is not here."

At this time, a disciple of the Tiandi League happened to pass by and saw the internal fighting among the people of Tianyi Hall. He stood aside with his arms folded and watched the excitement with interest.

Han Peng saw more and more people gathering, and with Li Rui's reputation, he felt a little uneasy, but he was originally a spectator, so he naturally had his own way.

"With the support of Deputy Master Ying, nothing should go wrong."

Han Peng gritted his teeth.

Although he didn't want to make a big deal, it was impossible to end it so hastily, otherwise it would be more troublesome for the two people who wanted to deal with Li Rui in the future.

Han Peng and Yang San looked at each other.

Yang San took a step forward and looked at Liang He with contempt: "Boy, I heard that you are very good at fighting. How about I spar with you and teach you a few moves?"

He deliberately wanted to anger Liang He.

The Tiandi League encourages disciples in the league to spar with each other and improve their strength. This is also the only way for disciples to fight each other openly.

Yang San had seen many young people like Liang He, who could not resist provocation, but what he did not expect was that Liang He did not even look at him, and turned to leave with Zhou Shulin.

Before leaving, his mouth opened and closed.

Although he did not make any sound, anyone from Yu could tell that it was a classic Chinese quintessence.

"Stupid."

Yang San suddenly felt embarrassed. He, an old man, actually lost face in front of a greenhorn.

He stretched out his big hand and grabbed: "Junior Brother Liang, someone reported that you stole the skills in the hall, and you must be searched."

Liang He's eyes turned cold.

Seeing that the provocation method did not work, this guy started to throw dirty water. These people who watch the scene like to do some dirty work the most.

If Yang San really searched him, he would definitely be framed. He caught a glimpse of a figure on the second floor of Tianyi Hall.

It was Ying Liu.

As long as Yang San was framed, Ying Liu would be able to take the opportunity to make the matter real. At that time, even if Li Rui wanted to help, he would be helpless due to the rules of the alliance and the lack of evidence.

Liang He gritted his teeth: "You are not qualified to search me, get out of here."

Yang San smiled even more, and felt a little regretful when he saw that Liang He never drew his sword.

If Liang He could not bear the insult and drew his sword, he would have a reason to use weapons, and then "accidentally" cut Liang He's tendons and make him a cripple.

As long as no one died, the Discipline Hall belonged to Deputy Captain Zhao, and nothing could go wrong.

"Looking for death."

Yang San's mouth was cruel.

He grabbed Liang He's shoulders with both hands and inserted one foot between Liang He's thighs. In just a moment, a standard folk wrestling posture was formed.

Such a move is most suitable for both sides to fight bravely.

Liang He reacted quickly, and Li Rui's words came to his mind.

"A martial artist must have a certain amount of hostility."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his right hand reached up to Yang San's crotch!

"Ah!!"

A shrill howl sounded in the Tianyi Hall, and the people watching the excitement around were all trembling, feeling a chill.

Yang San fell to the ground in pain, covering his hands with his hands, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The feeling of having his eggs broken was really uncomfortable.

He stood up while enduring the pain, staring at Liang He with his bare eyes.

No matter how he tried, he never thought that an innocent disciple of the branch would be so unethical.

Liang He was surprised.

"Master Li is right. The purpose of fighting is to win. As long as you can win, the means are not important at all!"

"Crotch grabbing and eye poking are more powerful than swordsmanship. If you can beat them, beat them to death. If you can't beat them, drug them or sneak attack them."

Just when he was summing up his experience--

Yang San was furious: "Han Peng, come together!"

As he said, he rushed forward again.

Han Peng originally didn't want to go up, after all, sparring and group fighting are two different things. If the other vice-leaders knew about it, they might be expelled from the Tiandi League.

But now Yang San has lost his mind, and he is in a dilemma.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and followed.

Soon, the four of them were entangled in a group.

Although Liang He's strength has increased greatly recently, Zhou Shulin's fighting power is far inferior to Han Peng and Yang San, who have been in the rivers and lakes for many years. Soon the situation became two to one, and Liang He was beaten black and blue.

Both sides gradually got angry.

Although Han Peng and the other two suppressed Liang He on the scene, Liang He's moves were too sinister, and they all took the way of the lower three sets.

Yang San was even more angry.

Liang He was simply a madman, just like he had identified his bird, even if he had to take their punches, he would kick him in the crotch.

"Sure enough, practice makes perfect."

Liang He's eyes became brighter and brighter.

What is the ultimate secret of fighting and group fighting?

That is to catch a person and beat him to death, so that he can't get out of bed for a month. Once he does it, he must be completely scared of him, otherwise there will be more and more trouble in the future.

Zhou Shulin also saw Liang He's intention.

He also struggled to get up and kicked Yang San, cursing.

"Fuck you."

Yang San rolled on the ground several times after being kicked by Zhou Shulin, and finally stopped.

His face was hideous and his veins were shaking.

Even when he was watching the scene, he had never suffered such a big loss. Han Peng also looked at him with sympathy.

"Fuck, die for me!"

With a clang.

Yang San pulled out the long knife at his waist, raised the knife and chopped towards Liang He.

It was too late for Han Peng to stop him.

Just when the long sword was only one foot away from Liang He's head, a stone flew out and hit Yang San's blade.

Yang San felt a huge force coming from his wrist.

The sword paused and he took a step back.

He looked at the blade in disbelief. He almost couldn't hold the sword just now? !

At this time-

An old man walked over slowly.

"Dare to use a sword against a fellow disciple. According to the rules of the alliance, you should be beaten with three swords and six holes, or expelled from the sect. You can choose."

Li Rui put his hands behind his back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He looked like he had a good idea.

Yang San's face turned ugly. After he woke up, he realized how stupid he had just done.

He turned his head and looked at the second floor of Tianyi Hall for help.

Soon, Ying Liu walked downstairs.

He also had a gloomy face. He didn't expect the situation to be reversed. Now it was Li Rui who was challenging him.

Ying Liu even suspected that Li Rui was able to appear so timely, it was clearly a self-directed and self-acted performance, but there was no evidence.

"Master Li, this matter is my personal recklessness, please forgive me."

He thought that his attitude was low enough.

After all, he asked Han Peng and the other two to take action just to suppress Li Rui's prestige. His words meant that he admitted defeat. Li Rui should not tear his face for two subordinates.

But what he didn't expect was that -

Li Rui shook his head:

"I think Deputy Master Ying misunderstood. It's not that I forgive him, but Yang San's actions broke the rules and hit the face of the helmsman and Deputy helmsman Zhao."

"Must be severely punished!"