The most noisy place in Jinming City is Liuli East Street, with dogs and horses, drunk and golden. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info all kinds of restaurants are red and willow green, pavilions and pavilions, five-color archways, scattered and distributed on both sides of the street.

On this day, two extraordinary guests, one after the other, stepped forward.

The man in front was a man of medium physique, a pale blue satin robe, embroidered with a plum blossom on his right shoulder, which snaked to the arm with several petals, and a cloud brocade boot on his foot. Look at his face as cold as frost on the October tile, pale and cold, his eyebrows are clear, his light blue eyes have a bit of a sense of strangeness, and there is a bit of arrogance in his expression. Holding a long sword about five feet, the scabbard is all blue, and the word "Rin" is engraved on it, and the man is clearly a swordsman.

Behind him, a cultivator was dressed as a monk, with a beige monk's robe, white lotus-patterned cloth shoes, and a hooded shirt, which seemed to be the costume of a person from the Northern Regions. Although the cultivator is dressed as a Buddhist disciple, he has never shaved his head, his white hair is shoulder-length, and his face is ruddy and clear like a teenager, but his demeanor is solemn and steady, his eyebrows are resolute and handsome, but he also exudes a light of compassion, and he can't tell what age he is. Holding a golden glass Buddha bead, which is engraved with Sanskrit characters.

The swordsman stopped in front of a teahouse, looked up and saw a plaque under the eaves "Luo Shen Liuxiang", and then there were bursts of beautiful sound in the building.

The swordsman was about to ascend the teahouse, and the walker followed. After taking two steps, the swordsman didn't look back and said, "Master, this teahouse is a ********, can you enter?" ”

The walker gently stroked the Buddha beads and said, "One flower is one world, one tree is one Bodhi." This place is the wind and snow moon for others, Mr. Yu is to enjoy the cool and quench his thirst, and I am also a Daxiong Treasure Palace. ”

"Humph!" The swordsman was noncommittal, walked up to the teahouse without saying a word, chose a table by the window and sat down, and the two sat down several tables apart.

Dr. Tea came to the swordsman in response, and greeted with a smile on his face: "Yo, this guest officer, you came at the right time, today our teahouse top Xianghong girl plays a new song, but the aftermath is lingering, we still have the best Maojian and Longjing ......."

Before Dr. Tea finished speaking, the swordsman took out a "Zilong Panshan Pot", a glass bottle and a jade pot from his arms, and said to Dr. Tea: "In the glass bottle is the spring water of the Tang National Flower House, and in the jar is the Suiguo Tribute Tea 'Baili Ningfang'." You fill this water with this 'purple dragon panshan pot' until it is eight minutes full, scoop three spoons of tea, boil it for three moments, and then let it stand for half a moment. Do you understand? If you dare to spoil my tea, I will smash your teahouse! He casually threw a small ingot of broken silver to Dr. Tea, and the swordsman's expressionless expression was a bit threatening. Dr. Tea was surprised and delighted at the moment, but he carefully put away the equipment and walked away. The walker just asked for a pot of coarse tea, and the two sat upright, without verbal communication.

This teahouse can also be seen to be a rich and gentle township, and the carved beams and paintings are full of wind and snow. In the middle of the hall on the first floor is a multicolored jade platform, with three zhang size on the left and right. At this moment, a gorgeous girl on the stage slowly tied her skirt and half exposed her breasts, and her slender ten fingers were playing the pipa, and Wu Nong's soft words were fascinating. There are four more beauties dressed in neon tulle, and the long silk dancing sleeves dance like flying fairies.

The second floor is designed to surround the colorful jade platform on three sides, and the elegant seats in the back can watch the dancing of the beauties under the stage. There were a few people in the middle of the room, and the first one sitting was a swarthy man, nine feet tall, with a face full of meat, a purple python pattern robe, a golden belt with a beast head, and a three-beam Jinxian crown on his head. Several people around him also stood on the sides in purple robes, their swords in their hands, and they looked back and stared straight at the swordsman.

After a while, Dr. Tea went up to the second floor with tea, and was in the middle of the fight when the swarthy man snatched the teapot. Although this big black man has strong limbs, his hands are light, and he took the teapot to the tea doctor, and he realized it later, leaving him with a look of surprise. When he was stunned, he turned his head and squinted to see the black man's outfit, and recognized the importance of this person's status at a glance, so he hurriedly bowed his head and retreated, not daring to make eye contact.

The black man lifted the lid of the pot, and the aroma overflowed the teahouse in an instant, and the fragrance was like the tip of the nose supported by the warm sun in spring, gentle and tactful.

"Good tea!" The big black man walked towards the swordsman with a teapot: "This tea is good, and it is absolutely extraordinary." There is no such tea in Ningguo! ”

The swordsman still looked proud and calm, and glanced at the black man.

The black man gradually approached, and continued as he said: "Down is Cai Shen of the West Pole Hall of Ningguo. People say that they are guests from afar, since I have drunk Mr.'s tea, I am friends with Mr., please Mr. come to the house for a gathering! After that, he stared at the swordsman with round eyes, and the purple dragon panshan pot was about to be sent to his mouth.

Like lightning, the swordsman got up and grabbed Cai Shen's hand. This time he grabbed the flying dragon and captured the moon, only to hear the sound of "quack", and Cai Shen's hand bones were about to break like a bent green bamboo.

"Ah...... You! Cai Shen cried out in horror, extremely resentful and incredulous in his heart. As one of the five tiger generals of His Royal Highness in the West Pole, he has been able to pull out the mountain since he was a child, and he has practiced the kung fu of the eighteenth road, copper skin and iron bones, if he should belong to the martial arts attainments of "concurrently passing through the first class" according to the ranking, there are few people in the entire Ning Kingdom who can hurt him. Today, he was pinched in the palm of his hand like a chick waiting to be slaughtered, and he was angry and ashamed in addition to fear.

He clenched his fist in his right hand, lifted his strength, and waved his hand at the swordsman. This punch has the potential to sink thousands of pounds, and the friction with the air ignites sparks. I saw this fist flying towards the swordsman's face, ten feet, five feet, three feet, one zhang, three zhang, five zhang, but it flew farther and farther. Cai Sheng fell to the ground, lifted the rows of tables and chairs, leaving only one footprint on his chest, and he also vomited, unable to speak for a while.

The swordsman patted his trouser leg, took out a light blue embroidered handkerchief, and gently wiped the hand that grabbed Cai Sheng just now, and didn't even look up at the person who fell to the ground, and then sat down indifferently, showing a proud look on his face.

The sound of fighting came from the teahouse, and Cai Sheng's minions swarmed into the second floor. More than a dozen guards in purple robes saw that the adults who usually had a rare opponent were now falling to the ground, and while looking at each other, two guards with quick hands and feet hurriedly helped Cai Sheng up, and the others drew their swords and surrounded the swordsman, but no one felt a step forward.

Cai Sheng staggered to his feet and pushed away the guards who were helping him. Seeing that he was swept away in front of his subordinates, a wave of anger surged into his heart, his dark face changed to purple, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he roared: "Lao Tzu is going to kill you!" ”

After saying that, he showed a seven-foot-long tiger head python pattern double-edged axe, the body of the axe was black and shiny, and it was made of high-quality dark iron. The blade is two feet five long, blowing hair and breaking hair, waving the air "whirring" and cutting the wind like a tiger roaring, only to see Cai Sheng holding an axe with one hand, the tip of the axe chiseled the ground, condensing and concentrating, and the strength of the whole teahouse was so great that the whole teahouse swayed left and right.

Seeing this, the swordsman was full of pride on his face, got up and stood with a five-foot sword across his chest and said, "I told you that you were a filthy and unscrupulous person, and I killed you and stained my hands. Please give me a trick! ”

only heard a "bang", and the Rin Xiao Sword came out in response, piercing everyone's eardrums like a pinprick, in exchange for bursts of wails. The swordsman lunged and rode a horse, holding a sword in his right hand, the blade of the sword was facing upward, and the two fingers of his left hand rushed to the ground, and suddenly the surrounding water vapor condensed, the cold rose sharply, and everyone's faces seemed to be covered with a thin frost, and the whole teahouse was silent and depressed like death at this moment, only accompanied by a low chant:

"Yi Xiao, listen to the wind,"

"A song, the sky is estranged,"

"A sword, dancing in the air,"

"Yimei, ask what Xue means!"

A thin striped sword qi gathered the aura of death and rushed straight towards Cai Sheng and the others.

"Not good!" The walker on the side made a move at this moment, and hurriedly jumped in front of the sword qi, his hands were strong, and the gathering of qi in his right hand was faintly visible as the Buddhist 10,000-character law seal, pushing the sword qi to the roof from the bottom to the top, his feet sank down, and his left hand waved towards Cai Sheng's people. I saw that the qi palm swept through the crowd and broke through the fence on the second floor of the teahouse, and Cai Sheng and the guards fell on the street one after another, although there were skin and flesh injuries, but they were all fine.

On the other side, wherever the sword qi went, it was devastated, and half of the roof of the teahouse was cut off and still went straight to the sky, leaving only Dr. Tea on the ground trembling. Judging from this power, if ordinary people eat this move, they must be in a different place.

"One...... Yimei asked Xue, you are a sword evil! You are ...... 'Northern Regions Sword Evil', 'Yimei asks Xue Han Qianqiu', go, let's go." Cai Sheng's face changed to earth color at this moment, he stumbled, and he couldn't care about his minions, so he used his highest body technique and rushed away.

Han Qianqiu put away his sword, his face was gloomy, and he said to the walker: "Kongjue, you, you're nosy. ”

Kongjue folded his hands and said, "Mr. Han, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." I know that this cool official is by no means a good person, and he is rude to his husband first, but there is a way to see his life and can't bear to see his death, and the cultivator can't ask when he hears the difficulty? I can't bear to see him poked by my husband. In addition, with the power of Mr., killing the important officials of Ningguo is afraid that it will be bloody and bloody under the conflict, and it is necessary to hurt many innocents. If there is something offended by emptiness, look at Mr. Haihan. ”

Han Qianqiu looked at him coldly, and luckily sucked the purple dragon panshan pot into the palm of his hand, and said proudly: "It's cold." He poured out the tea and got up and left the teahouse.

Kong Jue got up, put down the two copper plates, and followed Han Qianqiu. Han Qianqiu said with a look of impatience on his face: "The master has risen in the Northern Regions in recent years, and some people even call you the 'Holy Walker', what is the purpose of the Buddhist disciples who don't think about transforming the world and entangle me all day long?" ”

The walker lightly twisted the Buddha beads and replied, "Sir's words are serious, and the 'Holy Walker' is ashamed of it. I only travel all over the world, prove my own way, and those who are destined to live it. That day, I happened to meet Mr. in the Northern Regions, and saw that Mr. was angry and murderous, and I often heard that Mr. Han did not go down to Meishan easily, but I was afraid that this gesture was to seek revenge. The name of Mr. 'Sword Evil' is known to everyone in the Northern Regions, although he is not a person who kills indiscriminately, but if anyone dares to show his weapon in front of Mr., he will definitely die. In order to prevent Mr. from adding enemies for no reason, Kongjue is willing to do his best. Besides, when I came to Ningguo, I had other important things. ”

"Hmph, how do you know that the person I want to kill is still in the world."

Han Qianqiu snorted coldly, and Kongjue felt a pang in his heart: "What does Mr. mean?" ”

The sword evil put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "Master can remember that three days ago, in the small shop outside Los Angeles, Xiao Er was not attentive to customers, I wanted to teach a lesson and was stopped by you, you and I passed three moves outside the house, and the last move was deliberately crooked, you thought I was going to the tea shop, but I didn't know that this move was guided by you to hit the mountain next to the store, but my sword qi was buried in the mountain and smashed all the roots of the trees and the rocks on the mountain. There is a lot of rain in Ningguo, and this store will be under the soil and rocks tomorrow. ”

"Huh? You ......" Kongjue knew that something was wrong, his face showed the color of King Kong, and he turned around and flew to Wujin Ferry.