Sixty miles south of Anqing County, a carriage slowly travels between the shades, the driver is an old man, the old man's face is like a dead wood, his hair is white, at first glance, he is already half a foot into the coffin of the old age, and if you look closely, you will find that the old man's face is ruddy, energetic, the whip action is vigorous and powerful, where there is a little old dragon clock.

"Uncle Yun, I heard Daddy say, then Anqing County is your hometown?"

A voice came from the carriage, the sound was like a child, ethereal, and it made people feel relaxed and happy when they heard it.

The old man turned his head and smiled through the curtain of the car: "Yes, yes, the young lady is tired? If you are tired, the old slave will stop and rest for a while, this is the boundary of the Beihu Mountains, and there is not much else, it is flowers and plants, it is quite clean, and it is very pleasant." ”

"No need!" the woman in the carriage sighed slightly, looking a little resentful, "I finally have news of him, just keep on your way." ”

The old man just shook his head and smiled, his face full of pampering and helplessness. When he didn't end the Jin Dan, he thought that the most difficult thing was life and death, but now that he has married the Jin Dan, he has hundreds of years of life, and he was suddenly pulled out by this little girl to find the wishful man in his heart, and he found that the most difficult thing in the world to solve is actually a word of love.

The carriage was still driving slowly, heading towards the county seat of Anqing. And those traders and pedestrians who happened to be on the official road didn't know that between the trees on both sides of the official road, a dark green pocket sword shuttled back and forth, and every time it fell, it would take the life of a beast, among them, there was no lack of demon beasts that had cultivated demonic energy.

Today is the time of the competition.

It stands to reason that in the gang competition in the rivers and lakes, the winner can get the hard-won opportunity to become Yin Xuanwei, but everyone in the rivers and lakes should be eager to try it with anticipation.

But the reality is that most people in the rivers and lakes are just to have a good time. Why don't they want to, if they can really get the top three places, once they leap into the dragon gate, and become the majestic Yinxuanwei, how eye-catching it is.

It's a pity that Anqing Jianghu is still too small, so small that some small gangs and small factions have even been robbed of the opportunity to promote the disciples in the gang, so small that although it is a gang competition on the surface, in fact, in the final analysis, it is just the wrestling between Feiyan Sword Village and the Iron Fist Gang.

This kind of excitement is extremely rare once every four years. Since last night, outside the fairly wide ring, there have been people in the rivers and lakes vying for the position with the best view. And now, there is already a sea of people outside the ring, and there are actually many ordinary people who don't know any martial arts, after all, watching the excitement is what everyone loves to do.

On a very high and spacious stand, there are only two people seated, one is the current magistrate Cao Jin, I saw that he looked as usual, showing a gentle smile from time to time, since he impersonated the magistrate, this is already the second gang competition hosted by him and Yin Xuanwei, naturally, for this kind of going through the motions, he has already been familiar with driving.

The other was a short and thin man who was emaciated, and would not exceed five feet even if he stood up, and this man was already extremely ugly, and he was a little unsmiling, so he was even uglier. But everyone present was respectful and polite to him, even Cao Jin, who was the magistrate of the county, was polite to him, just because what this ugly man was wearing was a hidden wolf suit embroidered with a black wolf pattern, Sanpin Silver Xuanwei, Liu Zhixian.

Cao Jin looked at the hour, it was already a red sun, and smiled at Liu Zhixian: "Lord Liu, the time has come, and the competition can begin." ”

Liu Zhixian just nodded slightly, then stood up, glanced at the positions of the various gang leaders outside the ring, waved his hand, and said: "The person who comes to the stage, the age cannot be higher than thirty years old, the first one, the gang can be exempted from gang tax for three years, and the top three people can choose to participate in the Yin Xuanwei assessment, if they can pass, they can sit on an equal footing with Liu and become a member of the dynasty Yin Xuanwei." Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young men of the two small gangs were already impatient to jump into the ring, and without asking the origin and without words, they had already started fighting. Of course, all the people in the audience know that these two people, one belongs to the Fish Gang, a gang under Feiyan Sword Village, and the other is the Yeshan Gang under the Iron Fist Gang.

There are not too many rules for the competition, so there are no constraints, not to mention that they are in their own camps, so naturally they can't talk about mercy. It's just that soon, the disciple of the Wild Mountain Gang beat the disciple of the Fish Gang with one punch and spat out several mouthfuls of old blood, and he fell to the ground.

Master Cao Shui, who was temporarily arranged to be the host, was about to speak, when the Yeshan Gang disciple suddenly saluted him and said, "Lord Sun, since this ring is divided into victory and defeat, it can also be divided into life and death?"

Because he didn't see Chen Qingniu's figure off the field, Cao Shui was already a little unhappy, and he didn't turn his head and said coldly: "If you want to kill, kill it." ”

"Thank you, Lord Sun!"

The Yeshan Gang disciple suddenly had a hideous look on his face, and walked step by step in front of the Fish Gang disciple who had fallen to the ground, and said in a low voice: "You and I don't know each other, and we have no grudges, but you better die!"

The next moment, blood spilled out, and the Yeshan Gang disciple punched several times in a row, and the Fish Gang disciple was smashed in the chest, and he couldn't see it.

And after doing all this, the Yeshan Gang disciple clapped his hands and did not step down, his eyes were provocative, and he looked in the direction of the banner of Feiyan Sword Village, although he did not dare to provoke Lu Changfeng, who was a congenital master, and the leaders of those gangs, but those gang disciples, he was not afraid.

If you can kill one person, you can be promoted to a disciple of the inner hall, if you can kill two people, you can be promoted to the hall master, if you can kill ten disciples of the subordinate forces of Feiyan Sword Village, you can worship under the Liu Gang Master and become one of his personal disciples. And all this is the condition that the Iron Fist Gang has set for the disciples of their subordinate forces who participated in the competition, which is both tempting and deadly.

Soon, the two officials dragged the corpse of the Fish Gang disciple from the ring, and there was no need to clean up the blood stains on the ring, and the competition continued.

The people on the scene have long been accustomed to this, those ordinary people are just to see the excitement, although they are frightened, but they don't think it's a big matter of human life, but they yearn for it. As for those Jianghu people who have no door and no faction, most of them feel that their blood is surging in their hearts, and they also have an urge to compete in the ring. It's a pity that they have neither identity nor the guts, because, just very soon, the disciple of the Wild Mountain Gang, who was still showing off his martial arts a moment ago, was strangled by a whip in an instant, and fell to the ground and died.

"Winner, Qingfeng Gang, Zhao San!"

Under the banner of Feiyan Sword Village, Jin Yue'er did not have any joy on her face, but a worried face, although she was the leader of the Qingfeng Gang a few days ago, but now, she is just a woman who is worried and can't see Ruyilang.

In the early morning, she got up earlier than usual, and the pace to Chen Qingniu's room was faster than before, but she was still one step late after all.

When she walked into the room, there was still a shadow of Chen Qingniu, some, just the bedding that was still neatly laid out as usual, and a crumpled white paper that neither looked like a letter nor a pen, on which were written four big characters - wait for me to come back.

This is actually a reasonable thing, although the relationship between her and Chen Qingniu has already been spread in the rivers and lakes after that night, but not many people outside know the news of Chen Qingniu's stay in Feiyan Sword Village in the past few days, and with the stubborn young man's "never owed favors" temperament, he naturally would not choose to appear with everyone in Feiyan Sword Village.

The competition in the ring continued, and in a short period of time, three people had died, and on several occasions, although the victory was decided without a fatal matter, the other party was completely abolished.

For this kind of dispute and suppression between forces, Jin Yue'er, who has long been accustomed to it, is naturally not interested, she will now stare at the direction of Liu Zhixian on the high platform from time to time, she knows that Chen Qingniu will inevitably make a move, and she knows that with her understanding of Chen Qingniu, as long as she makes a move, it will inevitably end up in an endless end.

"Little sister, I'm going on stage!"

When Jin Yue'er was in a trance, a voice suddenly came into her ears, and she turned her head away, wanting to say something, but she didn't say it.

The owner of that voice is Lu Buwei, who broke through the barrier, with that Ning Yuan grass, now he is already an innate realm, whether it is the confidence in his eyes or the momentum that emanates faintly, it is not comparable to before, under the internal force quenching body, now he is not only more distinct than before, but even the injury caused by the claw of the Silver Wind Wolf King in the Beihu Mountain has already recovered.

Lu Buwei walked up to Jin Yue'er, patted the latter's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Little sister, if I were you, I would believe in Qingniu, whether he will rush out of the powerful group as a blood wolf or make a secret move, I believe him, in fact, you know him better than me." ”

After that, Lu Buwei slowly walked to the edge of the ring, and did not use any bells and whistles, but walked up step by step.

He stood with his sword in his hand, standing like a mountain, with thunder and lightning in his eyes, but the clouds were light and the wind was light. Compared with before, he is much less rebellious and more calm.

Looking at the person of the Iron Fist Gang in front of him, who had already become famous, Lu Buwei slowly spoke: "I won't kill you, you can go down." ”

"Heh, Master Lu Shaozhuang has a big breath, Luo Mou wants to see, he is also a first-class martial artist, in the end, your Feiyan swordsmanship is powerful, and Luo's hundred refining boxing skills are even better. ”

"Look at the punch!"

The man sneered, and punched blatantly, opening and closing, not only was it powerful, but even the fist wind was already faintly carrying a little roar.

Lu Buwei's face was as usual, he didn't pay attention to the people who attacked him, his eyes had already looked in the direction of the Iron Fist Gang, and under the yellow-red banner, a white-faced young man was sitting lazily, the young man was very bored, and he actually squinted his eyes and dozed off.

"Fighting with Luo, you dare to be distracted and die!"

In this regard, Lu Buwei just stretched out a finger, moved forward a little, and the next moment, his fists and fingers touched.

The man flew out upside down and fell into the ring, and the hand that he was fighting against Lu Buwei had already been shattered.

"Innate master!"

Everyone present gasped, they had never eaten pork and had never seen a pig run?

Lu Buwei didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, but stared at the white-faced young man in the audience, and said loudly: "Ma Chuyang, do you dare to fight?"