The thin bamboo pole took a step back directly, "Since Young Master Long is Zhou Shizi's brother, then I won't participate." ”

Several other people all know the thin bamboo pole, the thin bamboo pole has always been known for being well-informed, and now when they see the thin bamboo pole not making a move, and they are so respectful to this young man, they can't help but beat the drum in their hearts.

"What's the situation?" someone asked, leaning into the ear of the thin bamboo pole.

The thin bamboo pole briefly told the story of the auction of the Hanhai Pavilion in Black Rock City.

Everyone understood that this young man had offended Dun Ti Zhai, and Dun Ti Zhai didn't dare to do anything with Zhou Shuotian, so he vented all his anger on this young man.

"Hmph! Zhou Shuotian is just the son of Yu Bohou, and this person is just a friend of his, if he kills him, he will kill him, what can he do to me?" said the fat monk before contemptuously.

"That's it, this man's head is worth 10,000 gold, it's a pity to miss it!" said a bearded man.

After some discussion and thinking about it, some people quit, and some people still insisted!

The fat monk looked at the line drawn by Long Qing, and felt really funny, and couldn't help laughing, "Haha... You've really drawn this line... It's ugly!"

The fat monk stepped on the line, and then walked over, not forgetting to put his hands together in his hands to salute, "Little donor, offended!"

"No more nonsense!"

Long Qing's spear shook, like a dragon dispatching, stabbing the fat monk's face.

The fat monk shouted, his eyes flashed, and the crescent shovel in his hand made a block, directly picking up the spear that Long Qing stabbed!

Long Qing didn't dare to be careless, and the spear blocked in front of him, breaking the fat monk's crescent shovel.

The fat monk was originally a disciple of the outer sect of the Trap Temple, but because he violated the lust precepts, he was expelled from the temple, and later joined the Blood Killing Tavern, making a living by killing people, and was a killer of the Diyuan Realm.

Long Qing is only in the Xuanyuan realm now, one realm lower than the fat monk, so he is inferior in the true qi competition.

After a few rounds of fighting, Long Qing found that the fat monk's moves were wide open and closed, like a rushing river, taking a fierce route, and the realm was one realm higher than himself, so he couldn't fight hard at all, so he could only seek other ways to win.

The fat monk has rich combat experience, and he has already seen the gap between himself and Long Qing, as long as he continues to fight like this, it will be a matter of time before he kills Long Qing!

The fat monk became more and more brave the more he fought, the more fierce he became, the tiger and the tiger played by the crescent shovel, poking, sweeping, patting, teasing, splitting, hanging, smashing, pouting, the shovel method was tight, the momentum was connected, and the interlocking links shrouded Long Qing in it, and did not give Long Qing any chance to fight back at all!

Long Qing stabbed left and right with a dragon tooth spear, picking up and chopping down, dismantling the fat monk's offensive.

With a cup of tea, Long Qing faced the fat monk's urgent attack like dense rain, and he was also tired and out of breath, and the real qi in his body did not leave, and he was evaded several times, and his heart was even more anxious.

Long Qing complained bitterly in his heart, and even scolded the eighteenth generation of Wan Qi's unequaled ancestors, that day in the Wild Boar Ridge, he let himself go so easily, it turned out that he was fighting this idea. In this way, it will be difficult for me to move an inch in China!

Long Qing was angry in his heart, and the strength in his hands was also a little stronger.

"Shameless!"

Long Qing shouted, and did not dodge the fat monk's crescent shovel, the dragon tooth gun was thrown in the air, and the wind and rain brought rain, and he directly took off his hand and stabbed it directly at the fat monk's face door.

The crescent moon shovel cut through Long Qing's arm, and blood splashed out, and there was even more blood in the air!

The fat monk was also shocked in the face of the dragon tooth spear that stabbed him, he didn't expect Long Qing to be one level lower than himself, and under such a dense attack of his own, he was able to fight back, and he couldn't help but admire Long Qing in his heart.

The fat monk had to stop the attack, his toes touched the ground, and his body quickly retreated, and at the same time his body leaned backwards!

"Whew!"

The dragon tooth spear grazed the fat monk's face and shot over!

Long Qing seized this rare opportunity of his own, knotted the magic seal in his hand, and stimulated the Qi Sea Snow Mountain Gathering Spirit Array, and the sea of Qi exploded, and the surging True Qi meridian seven orifices filled his own meridians!

The fat monk was stabbed in the arm by Long Qing, and he was angry, and he lost face in front of many colleagues!

The fat monk crescent shoveled back to the ground, took advantage of the situation to get up directly, looked at Long Qing and said viciously, "This is you looking for death!"

Long Qing snorted coldly, "This is also what I want to say to you!"

The fat monk shoveled the crescent moon straight into the ground, folded his hands, and chanted words in the air, the sound was like a bell, shaking people's hearts...

Of course, Long Qing understood that the fat monk was performing martial arts, and Long Qing had the opportunity to take the lead at the cost of his arm, how could he let it go so easily, and directly threw out his right index finger, "Entangled with the dragon!"

A watery true qi rope shot out, directly entangled the fat monk and made him unable to move.

The fat monk didn't put this thin rope of true qi in his eyes at all, his hands shook, and he thought about luck to shatter it, but he didn't expect that he didn't break free, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and his face changed color instantly, "What's the situation?"

A smile crossed the corner of Long Qing's mouth, and he took out the scale gun that Xiao Xuan had transformed with his backhand, and the man and gun were one, and one shot pierced the throat of the fat monk!

The fat monk's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that he had died at the hands of a Xuanyuan Realm!

Bubbling blood flowed from the fat monk's throat...

Long Qing withdrew the scale spear, wiped the blood off the tip of the spear, put it on his back again, pulled out the dragon tooth spear not far away, pointed the gun at the rest of the people, and shouted, "Who else?"

The cultivation of several other people is similar to that of the fat monk, and there is even one who is lower than the fat monk, and now the fat monk is not Long Qing's opponent, and he will inevitably be stunned in his heart!

"Here you go!"

"You go first!"

"You're better first!"

“···”

A few people pushed back and forth, but none of them dared to stand up.

The thin bamboo pole saw Long Qing's methods, and he was secretly glad that he didn't make a move, if he made a move, it is estimated that the person lying here now is himself!

Thin Bamboo Pole intended to be friendly with Long Qing, so he stood up and said, "You have thought about it yourself, whether you have the life to take the ten thousand gold of Long Gongzi! ”

"Fuck, I thought it was a nobody, but I didn't expect it to be a hard stubble!"

"Who's to say it isn't!"

At this moment, a person appeared beside Long Qing, Long Qing saw this person's face clearly, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Uncle Thursday!"

"Hmm!" The person who came was the most unfathomable person by Zhou Shuotian's side, Uncle Thursday.

A group of killers saw that it was Mr. Zhou next to Zhou Shuotian, where did they dare to mention what to kill Long Qing, one by one, they hugged their heads and ran around, and everyone saw that there was no excitement to see, so they all left stupidly.

Mr. Zhou took out a letter and a token from his bosom and handed them to Long Qing, and prepared to leave.

"Uncle Thursday, are you leaving?" Long Qing couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"The things that the prince explained to me have been done, go back here!" After speaking, he left without looking back.

Long Qing glanced at the token, it was the token of Yubo Houfu, it was estimated that it should be very easy to use, so he put it in his arms.

Long Qing unfolded the letter, it turned out that Zhou Shuotian also got the blood killing tavern to issue a blood killing order to himself, and he was worried about his safety, so he asked Uncle Thursday to come to find him, and gave him the token of Yubo Houfu, so that he could take refuge in Yuzhou.

Although the Blood Killing Tavern is only a civilian organization, it is powerful, once the Blood Killing Order is issued, then this person will definitely die, and no one has ever been able to evade the pursuit of the Blood Killing Order.

Long Qing couldn't help but have a little headache, so how to complete his mission and how to take revenge.

"You wait for me!"

At this time, the thin bamboo pole came over, "Young Master Long, you better hide!"

Long Qing suddenly thought that this thin bamboo pole was also from the Blood Killing Tavern, and couldn't help asking, "Will the person who has been ordered to be killed by the Blood Killing Order?"

"Hmm!" the thin bamboo pole nodded, "There has never been an exception!"

Long Qing touched his nose and thought for a while, "If I buy Wan Qi Wushuang's head, how much will it cost?"

"This... This..." The thin bamboo pole was a little dumbfounded in surprise, and spoke incoherently, "It is estimated that this Blood Killing Tavern will not accept it! No one dares to take it!"

"Why?"

"Wan Qi Wushuang is the young master of Dunjie Village, Dunjie Village is one of the five major sects today, where does the Blood Killing Tavern dare to provoke?" explained Thin Bamboo Pole.

"Haha... I thought the Blood Kill Tavern was so great? It turned out to be a bully who was afraid of the hard. So I'm going to see if anyone dares to come and take my head!" Long Qing said proudly.

"Young Master Long, the heroes don't suffer immediate losses, you better hide! The Blood Killing Tavern is not only for those of us with low cultivation, but also for the killers of the Tianyuan Realm, even if it is a master of the Innate Mirror, there are several of them!"

"Thank you!"

Long Qing said goodbye to the thin bamboo pole, bought some dry food in the town, and stayed in an inn.

At night, Long Qing took advantage of the night to leave the inn and continued to walk south.

What Long Qing said to Thin Bamboo Pole today was not sincere, just to deter those killers. He is now in the open, being targeted by so many killers who don't know the details, like a lamb surrounded by wolves, how can his lamb break through to survive, and he will escape in the future.