Le Song quietly moving forward, not far behind Zhongjing, there is a river that is not too deep, running through the small half of the Han, it is one of the important channels for the Han to transport materials, because the wharf is close to Zhongjing, and because people come and go here, hoarding goods are also quite a lot, so more and more dock workers choose to live here, so more and more people settle here, although the wharf called Jingyuan is not the size of a small town, but it has really developed into a village.

His steps seem random, but in fact he controls the time accurately.

The surface of the water has frozen, because the water here is dirty black water on weekdays, so the ice surface is also dark, which is somewhat inconsistent with the name of Jingyuan Wharf.

The surrounding canopy boats and pontoons were frozen to the ground, and even the cables were hung with long and short ice edges.

However, Le Song knew that the closest cultivator to him at this moment was in a canopy boat a few feet to the left.

Even when Le Song was so close, there was no change in the cultivator's breathing rate.

He didn't even glance at the boat embedded in the ice.

A simple white sword qi instantly formed and disappeared.

The cultivator in the canopy was ready to burst out in the next breath, and he didn't expect his deeds to be exposed. I didn't expect Le Song to be unreasonable and make a direct attack without asking the reason.

It was a cultivator with a short beard, with a somewhat broad lips and eyes as sharp as a falcon, unmasked at all.

The little eunuch who he thought could be killed in an instant, and he didn't even have to hide his face, actually calculated his reaction, and swept to the back of the canopy without stopping. The opponent's thin body was stretched to the limit, and in a posture that seemed to be bent and attached to the canopy, leaning over, it stabbed into his waist with great precision, and pierced into the depths of his internal organs!

The intense pain caused his body to bounce back as reflexively.

However, at this moment, there was another sharp stabbing pain in his neck, and a downward impact caused him to fall backwards without completing a single forward stabbing movement.

He felt like a piece of meat in the butcher's hand, slammed against the board.

Only then did he react, Fang Cai Lesong's movements did not stop at all, and when he arched in pain, the sword in the opponent's hand had been withdrawn from his waist, and then stabbed into his neck rapidly.

How can it be!

He was first inexplicably shocked and incredulous.

But he opened his mouth, but he couldn't even make any sound.

This black-clothed cultivator, like a black fish that had just been slaughtered, was lying on the ice with a twist.

Le Song, who had assassinated the black-clothed cultivator with two swords, had a surprisingly calm face, and he didn't want to get back together with his previous performance, so he stood firm on the blood-stained ice, straightened up, and turned to look.

The two practitioners were also unmasked.

The cultivator in the dark red brocade robe had a round face and a short and round stature, not much different from many businessmen in Zhongjing who were full of fat waists, but his slightly squinted eyes exuded a cold gaze that was full of poisonous snakes.

The two of them did not react.

Feeling the powerful aura that these two people were only beginning to exude at this moment, Le Song still did not feel the slightest nervousness, but said in a sympathetic tone: "This is the fish market, think about it with your pig brains, if I didn't have the instructions of the people above, would I come here?"

As soon as his voice sounded, a faint thin sword had already fallen rapidly against a wooden pillar behind Le Song, and then flew towards the back of Le Song's neck.

It's just that Le Song had obviously smelled the smell of this flying sword, but he didn't move at this time, and he didn't even have the intention of taking out his sword to slash this flying sword.

The two cultivators felt something strange at the same time, and their pupils contracted sharply.

However, he and the green-robed cultivator beside him had already realized that it was too late, and it was impossible to change anything.

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