It was already the dawn of the sun, and the silent jackdaws flew through the sky in bright red sunsets with bright cloud costumes.

Outside the city gate, the lonely ancient trees watched the sunset fade. Under the shade of the tree stood a tall man, looking into the distance.

On the official road outside Hangzhou, a large cloud of dust was raised, and the yellow clothes who were too old led dozens of criminal divisions and six door catchers to hurry up.

The man in the shade of the tree seemed to see hope, and greeted him, and Lao Yuan began to shout loudly: "Hangzhou Liumen Branch Iron Maniac greets Lord Yushi." ”

"Phew"

The crowd tightened their reins and stopped in front of the Iron Maniac. Without waiting for Huang Shang and the others to ask, Tie Madden, who had been preparing for a long time, hurriedly said: "Lord Huang, according to the information of the Six Gates, Fang La, the leader of the Ming Sect, has always been at the helm.

And the cultists under his command seem to be rebellious and unrestrained, led by the red-blooded tiger king Lin Pushi.

Tonight, the Ming Sect Dharma King, Sanren and other Ming Sect anti-thieves all gathered in the Manjiang Red Wine House. ”

Huang Shang's thick eyebrows were like two white lying silkworms, wrinkled slightly, and said without anger: "Lead the way ahead." ”

With that, he quickly turned over and dismounted, giving up the horse to the iron madness. Everyone followed Tie Mad and hurried to the Manjiang Red Restaurant.

The arrests of the Six Doors and the Criminal Division are all martial arts, poor and rich, and the average level is higher than that of the people in the rivers and lakes. It's just that the Great Song Dynasty emphasized literature and light martial arts, and there were few top masters in the imperial court.

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After several days of chaos in Hangzhou, the economy was depressed, and the people did not dare to go out. The wealthy families either moved out in advance, or their families were ruined, and the mansions were occupied by the Ming Sect.

On the third floor of Manjianghong, Lin Fushi held the wine jar in his hand, and said in high spirits: "Brothers, now our Mingjiao is in Hangzhou City, and the members of the sect are living a rich life.

But Sect Leader Fang has been sending a message to us to stop and go back to farming honestly. Here, Lin wants to hear the opinions of his brothers. ”

"The little brother has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not.

Although Sect Leader Fang is kind to the sect members, he is not very enterprising, and over the years, the lives of my Ming sect members have not improved at all.

On the other hand, King Lin led us to eradicate corrupt officials, exterminate gangsters, rob the rich and help the poor. Now the congregation is well fed and clothed, and the people are extremely supportive of us and have joined our sect.

Moreover, Lin Fawang's martial arts are superb, and his one-handed tiger claw skills are superb, and everyone present is convinced. As for Sect Leader Fang, except for wearing a turtle shell, it was of little use.

Whether it is civil governance and martial arts, King Lin Fa is half a street stronger than that Fang La. According to You, King Lin is the well-deserved leader of the Ming Sect. "It was none other than the silver-clawed wolf king You Jiao, one of the four great guardian kings of the Ming Sect.

"Let's salute King Lin, no, Sect Master Lin has a cup. ”

"Yes, yes, Sect Master Lin can lead our Ming Sect to carry forward, and Lu is convinced. ”

......

Everyone echoed and said, after all, after enjoying the fine clothes and food, no one would want to go back to the bitter days of the past.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Lin Fushi's face turned red, and he said solemnly: "Thanks to the brothers who look up to me Lin, this position of sect leader, Lin will no longer shirk."

This jar of wine, Lin did it first as a respect. Then he lifted up the jar of wine, raised his head, and swallowed it with great gusts.

"Good. ”

"Sect Master Lin is bold. ”

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"Lin Fushi, when you are dying, a few sips of wine on the road can be regarded as cheap for you. ”

"Ahem. ”

An old voice sounded out of place, making Lin Fushi choke and cough, and his trachea seemed to be burned by fire. He put down the halfway drink and looked at the staircase with a flushed face.

In the land of the Ming Sect, someone dared to curse the sect leader, and everyone got up and looked at it angrily.

I saw a tall and mighty middle-aged man leading a gray-haired old man up the stairs.

Everyone has seen the middle-aged man, he is the iron madness of the six doors, and he fought with them at first, but later he retreated when he saw that the Ming Sect was powerful and invincible.

That sentence must have been said by this old man.

At this time, there were bursts of screams downstairs, and several high-ranking members of the Mingjiao came to the fence to take a look, only to see dozens of people fighting with hundreds of Mingjiao members.

The situation was simply one-sided, and those who were quick to catch each proficient in martial arts would hack a sect member to death with three or two swords.

Huang Sheng squinted, glanced at everyone in the field, and asked softly to Tie Mad "It's all here?"

Tie Mad bowed his head and said respectfully: "Except for Fang La, the leader of the Ming Sect, and Fan Chensha, the right envoy of the light, the rest of the people are here. ”

Huang Sheng nodded, signaling him to leave, and his momentum suddenly exploded, his eyes were bright, and his body shook slightly.

"Old fellow, ...... you" You Jiao had just spoken, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and when he looked down, he could see spotless floor tiles through his chest.

And the old man, who didn't know when, was already standing in front of him, looking at himself like a dead man, and was slowly closing his palms, as if he had done something insignificant.

The rest of the Mingjiao high-ranking people broke out in a cold sweat on their heads, and their backs were cold. Lin Pushi's teeth began to tremble, and the old man in front of him reminded him of the bald man who had been reckless for many years, and the woman who was dressed in white.

Under the absolute strength, Lin Fushi had to give in, Lin Fushi showed a stiff smile and said: "The senior's martial arts are superb, Lin admires, I don't know why the predecessor came from, I won't rely on force to bully the small." ”

Huang Shang didn't bother to say so much to these evil demons, these people made the good Hangzhou into a miasma, mutilated the soldiers' families, and it was not a pity to die.

The invisible qi binding made many Mingjiao masters slow down their internal forces.

Everyone has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, knowing that the old man in front of them is a supreme master, and hurriedly rushed to the fence, wanting to turn over and escape.

Huang Shang was in the middle of the third floor at the moment, and stomped on the ground with one foot, and the entire third floor ground collapsed down, and everything slid to the middle.

At this moment, no one had time to jump out of the restaurant, and all of them couldn't stop falling down.

"Seniors spare their lives. ”

"I haven't done anything evil. ”

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And Huang Shang had landed on the second floor at this time, and the powerful true qi smashed the debris that had fallen above his head, looking at them with an indifferent expression. The fragments of countless sundries, under the guidance of the huge True Qi, rotated around the yellow clothes at an extremely fast speed.

It's like a large meat grinder, strangling the Mingjiao masters who have fallen. After several years of continuous study, Huang Shang has already integrated what he has learned and has been promoted to grandmaster.

The most powerful of these Mingjiao masters is just a first-class peak master like Lin Fushi, and killing them is no different from killing chickens.

In just a moment, Man Jianghong suddenly became a two-story building, and the 'roof' on the second floor was piled up with thick dust fragments. The high-level of the Ming Sect have become flesh and blood, mixed with it.

Most of the Mingjiao members downstairs have already disarmed and surrendered, and the rest have become dead souls under the sword.