"Old Four!" He Long shouted in a deep voice. How can the arrow not be shot when it is on the string? Du Jian flew up two feet, grabbed the flagpole with his left hand, and pulled it hard to another two feet. After five or six times, he was able to touch the big flag. Although no one cheered, they all secretly marveled at this man's superb lightness skills. He was only five feet tall, but he could reach a height of two feet. It was rare. When Du Jian saw that the flag was about to be captured, he was secretly happy. He stretched out his right hand and was about to take the big flag. But at this moment, a "swoosh" sound of breaking through the air came, hitting Du Jian's arm. The hidden weapon came very fast, and it was difficult to see its location. Du Jian knew in his heart that the person who came must be Tang Fu, the head of the Tang family. Although the Tang family is famous for firearms and hidden weapons, firearms are still inconvenient after all, and are much inferior to hidden weapons. Therefore, few of the Tang Clan members carry firearms, but hidden weapons are more common. Although the Tang Clan's hidden weapons are never poisoned, they are still feared by the martial arts community. Du Jian had already begun to retreat when he heard the unique sound of the hidden weapon, but he was unwilling to give up. At that moment, he used his left hand to shoot out a hidden weapon, intending to knock down the invisible Tang Clan hidden weapon with his own hidden weapon. His right hand was still stretched forward, grabbing the big flag and pulling it down. Unexpectedly, the hidden weapon Du Jian fired was slightly blocked in mid-air, and countless light spots were scattered from the tip of the hidden weapon in all directions, coming quickly. Du Jian had never seen such a situation before, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. At the critical moment, a strong wind suddenly surged up from below, blowing away all the colorful light spots under the sun. Du Jian pulled the big flag down from the top of the flagpole, and reached out to touch the cold sweat on his face with the flag. He cursed loudly: "Damn it, big brother, the Tang family brat is here to be a dog." He Long looked at the forest and said loudly: "We are competing with the upright, what is the Tang family kid doing here?" As he finished speaking, he saw a young man who looked like a scholar slowly walking out of the forest, bowing to the eight people from a distance and said: "I am Tang Fu from the Tang family, polite!" "What a bird's courtesy, you dog-day actually put that hidden weapon to harm me!" "I just kindly remind you not to move the flag." Tang Fu slowly walked towards the crowd, admiring the drooping birch tree with dead leaves piled up below, and admiring the gentle and charming sun in the sky. The sentence just now seemed to be an answer to Du Jian's question, and it seemed to be talking to himself in the air. The eight people's hearing was not ordinary, so they naturally heard it. "I moved it, what's the matter!" He said and wiped the flag on his face again, and spread most of the big flag on the ground. After a closer look, it turned out that the big flag was written with two characters in a flying dragon and phoenix style, which was obviously written by a famous artist. However, after seeing the two characters written on it, He Long and others couldn't help but frown. Du Jian threw the corner of his hand far away as if he saw the plague god, and it fell on the ground. He wanted to pick it up again, but he never took a step. "Hahaha!" The sound came before the person arrived. I saw a young man flying down from the mountainside. Every time he landed, he lightly touched the top of the tree, jumped several feet, and then another step, and then jumped several feet again. Just like a dragonfly touching the water, the water leaves ripples; a bird flies across the sky, leaving no trace. Everyone was watching in shock, but the young man had already landed steadily. He was dressed in white clothes that were better than snow, and his two sword-like eyebrows suppressed ghosts and gods. Shining, a pair of sharp eyes often smiled; white and round, his two cloth boots seemed to be stepping on clouds. He walked through three thousand worlds, but he was not covered with a bit of dust. It is true that there is no first in the world of martial arts, and there is only this sword god in the world. He Long was about to speak when a loud shout suddenly rang out. "The Sword God is here!" "Sword God, you have to make the decision for us!" "It was that dwarf who pulled down your flag!" It turned out that the dozen or so people who were huddled together rushed to the back of the young man as if they had just met a savior. The noise was endless. The young man raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and the noise stopped. He turned around and looked at Tang Fu who was walking slowly and said, "Brother Fu, sneak attacks are not a good habit. Come on, apologize and make peace with this Fu Ying. I will be a witness with you, so that we can be considered as acquaintances without fighting. How about it?" Tang Fu sighed slightly and shook his head. Everyone thought that Tang Fu would make the Sword God angry if he refused, and they couldn't help but look at the Sword God worriedly. Who knew that the Sword God was not only not angry, but also looked at Tang Fu with a smile. When everyone turned their heads to look, Tang Fu, who was dozens of meters away, actually walked in front of them at that moment. Tang Fu dressed as a scholar smiled bitterly at the Sword God Wang Tianyou and said, "Wang Tianyou, Wang Tianyou, this world is not as passionate as you." Wang Tianyou laughed heartily and said, "Brother Fu, don't sigh. How can this world only accommodate us? No matter what the righteous way or the evil way, the black way or the white way, the green forest or the purple forest, one more friend is not much, right? If everyone is more tolerant, this world will be more peaceful, right?" He turned around and smiled at the eight people, "As the saying goes, there is no greater joy than making new friends. It is my honor to make friends with the eight tribes. Brother He, the brothers have offended you just now, so I will apologize for them. It is better to resolve the feud than to create it. I hope you can sell it in I will give you a small favor, and we can forget our old grudges after today." Tang Fu had no choice but to bow with Wang Tianyou and said, "I am sorry for what happened today." He Long and the other seven people did not express anything, but Du Jian said coldly, "I still sell the face of the Sword God. I just feel sorry for you." He laughed coldly a few times, "The hidden weapon just now must be the Star Tribulation that is as famous as the Tang Sect and the Thousand Machine Tower, right? It is said that there are less than three in the Tang Sect of the Thousand Machine Tower, and there must be not many Star Tribulations." After saying this, he was still sweating coldly, "If it weren't for my eldest brother's Shenlong Palm to knock out this hidden weapon for me today, I would have been dead on the spot by now." He looked at He Long unconsciously. He saw that He Long and the six brothers were still standing there like wax figures. This was originally the endurance kung fu that the eight people had trained since childhood, but later when the eight people were no longer disciplined, Du Jian was active by nature and had poor self-control, and He Long was strict on the outside but lenient on the inside. This resulted in Du Jian being undisciplined. Tang Fu's eyes twitched slightly when he heard that, but he still managed a smile and said, "You don't have to worry about that."