"Speaking of this world, since the decline of the Great Zhou Dynasty, various vassal states have competed for the Central Plains, with the king of Chu winning the championship and the king of Qi gathering sages, but in the end, it is not our Dongwu who has won the world." Mr. Storyteller, shaking his head, said proudly.

"Eh, this is not right, in addition to us, aren't there Di Yan and Liang Mang?" Some listeners questioned.

Mr. Storyteller was anxious, his face flushed, "Just these two barbarian lands still want to claim the throne of the country, our Dongwu army doesn't need to make a move, a mouthful of spit can drown them, besides, we also have the Southern Tang Dynasty, the prince who ranks as the grandmaster, a look can scare them into a fart, this world is not our Dongwu." ”

"Okay, well, you are reasonable, but my ears are calloused when I hear you say these things, or let's talk about Nantang and the prince who is ranked as a grandmaster." Listen to the guest shouting.

Mr. Storyteller slapped his old pear waking wood hard, "Okay, today I will tell you about those things in the Southern Tang Dynasty!" ”

"In other words, the Southern Tang Dynasty is a military powerhouse, and our Dongwu and those two wild borders are now guarded by our Nan'an King. There are many generals in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the land under our feet is cut out by them one by one, and the king of Nan'an is even known as the god of war! And speaking of this King of Nan'an, he is a famous master in the rivers and lakes, and he is also the most legendary prince. However, the background of King Nan'an is not as rich and noble as everyone thinks, and he is not the illegitimate son of a nobleman, he is just a beggar! ”

"Eh, sir, if you say that, I'm not afraid that King Nan'an will hear it."

"Fart, King Nan'an is not such a cautious person, don't look at me as a storyteller now, I also learned a trick and a half with King Nan'an when I was young, I saw this pear waking wood, it was made for me by the prince himself." Mr. Storyteller proudly lifted the waking wood and looked at the envious eyes of everyone with satisfaction.

"It's a pity, I don't have the talent to practice martial arts, otherwise I would have gone with the prince to guard the country and the territory." The storyteller was not happy for long, and sighed again.

"Don't talk about what you have and don't have, go on."

"What's the hurry," Mr. Storyteller took a sip of water and moistened his throat, "The prince is not only terrifying to the enemy on the battlefield, but also a well-known master in the rivers and lakes, one of the top ten grandmasters. That year, when the princess was still Princess Anping, she traveled to the famous mountains and rivers of our Dongbu, and fell in love with the prince at a glance, which led to our two sons and the three county lords, but unfortunately, the lord of the big county was born with a stubborn disease, and it didn't take long for him to die, but it's a pity. ”

"Alas......" Hearing this, a sigh immediately sounded in the hall.

"But when the prince was young, he robbed the princess directly, do you listen to this anecdote?" The storyteller immediately changed his words and asked.

"That's natural, sir, say quickly, don't sell it." The audience was really interested. urged.

"That year, it was the time when the martial arts sword and sword shadow were the most powerful......"

"Liang Yi Liang Yi, do you think this is true, the king of Nan'an is really so strong in Yushu Linfeng martial arts!" A little monk excitedly tugged at the sleeve of the white-clothed young man beside him and asked softly.

"Martial arts are strong, there are still some, Yushu Linfeng will ......" The young man in white buried his head in a bowl of Yangchun noodles with a sad face, and said vaguely, "Xuankong, if you say more, I will eat your bowl of noodles." ”

"Liang Yi ......," the little monk Xuankong shouted again

"What's wrong again!" Liang Yi looked up impatiently, but saw that all the guests in the hall had stopped moving, their eyes were staring straight at him, a chill came from his neck, and the tip of the sword reflected Liang Yi's face.

Liang Yi tilted his neck calmly, "Dare to ask, is Your Excellency robbing money or sex?" ”

"Borrow a bowl of noodles." The person behind him said lightly.

Liang Yi remained silent, "In today's world, there are requests for others, is it your virtue?" ”

The man behind him was silent.

Liang Yi tightened the bamboo and wooden chopsticks in his hand, and when he was about to make a move, he heard a "squeak" in his ear, and the sword on his neck was also withdrawn.

Looking at the cloth-clothed scholar in front of him, Liang Yi said to the little monk Xuankong very seriously: "I have never seen such a brazen person. ”

Xuankong clasped his hands together and said to the young man in Xuanyi who was silent opposite, "Amitabha, donor, you are wrong to do this. ”

"Children only talk about right and wrong, and adults only talk about interests" Xuanyi Young glanced at Xuankong and said coldly.

This time, without waiting for Xuankong to speak, Liang Yi slapped the table angrily and shouted, "You are so shameless, not only threatened me with a sword and took out a bowl of noodles that I and the little monk had worked so hard to make, but now you are cheap and good-natured, come on, let me teach you a lesson from the famous Liang Daxia on the rivers and lakes, and treat it as a harm for the people!" ”

"However, the two bowls of noodles I and you made were made by me." The little monk retorted weakly.

Liang Yi was embarrassed, turned his head viciously, and patted the little monk on his bald head, "Yours is not mine, what is there to say!" ”

At this moment, the scholar in cloth clothes finally finished eating noodles, wiped his mouth, got up and arched his hand, "In Xia Song Zheng, thank you Brother Liang for borrowing noodles." ”

Liang Yi stared blankly and complained in a low voice: "Then when will you pay it back?" ”

Song Zheng's face stiffened, and he turned his head to salute Xuankong, "Dare to ask the monk what to call him." ”

The little monk returned the salute, "Don't dare, don't dare, little monk Xuankong, the donor is polite." ”

"Then, this is ......" Song Zheng glanced at Liang Yi, noticed Liang Yi's unkind gaze, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Liang Yi, the first one in the world." Liang Yi proudly touched the knife on his waist, and said viciously to the young man in Xuanyi, "This time, this young man gave you a bowl of noodles, but you must keep it in mind, this is the greatest blessing in your life." Hear no, black-clad cub. ”

The young man in Xuanyi did not raise his face, "Chang An." ”

"The donor is polite." Xuankong returned the salute, "That is always the donor......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the whispers of the surrounding listeners.

"Look, look, someone has stopped the way of the inspector!"

"What, how can there be any big officials in our small county to inspect? Even if it is a big official, can the person who stands in the way die or die? ”

"Eh, don't say it, it's really a big official, and," a tea guest pointed mysteriously, "it's still this surname." ”

When Liang Yiyi and his entourage heard this, their expressions froze, they glanced at each other, and walked quickly to the window, leaving the little monk alone at a loss.

On the wide street, the two sides are facing each other.

There are about ten people on one side, driving cars, riding horses, hanging knives, spreading left and right, waiting solemnly. There was only one person on the other side, touching a stick that was rusty and yellow, and seemed to be smiling.

"Don't hide, it's not you who are in the carriage, Jane himself, who knows your virtue of being afraid of death, if you don't come out, let me do a little," the man raised his stick, but he really lit it up one by one, "This is too thin, no." This martial arts is good, no. There are too many calluses on this hand, no. This one...... Neither is it. ”

And after ordering the nine people, the man smiled, pointed to one next to the carriage, and without saying a word, he swung out a stick and rushed straight at the attendant who lowered his head, and the wind was loud!

But at this moment, two swords stabbed out diagonally, one sword provoked a stick upward, and the other sword slid down the stick and went straight to the man's lower abdomen, so not insidious!

Seeing the situation, the man leaned over and flashed, flipped the wrist of his left hand, and with a skillful hand, the stick went up, but his right hand had already caught the hilt of a sword, and his left hand grabbed the bottom of the stick and smashed it at the sneak attacker!

The sneak attacker did not dodge but greeted, his elbow turned strangely, and the sword in his right hand did not fall but broke free from the man's struggle, taking the opportunity to make a cut, and the sword in his left hand swept fiercely towards the bottom of the stick, bringing up a sword momentum, which made the falling stick pause. Seeing this opportunity, the sneak attacker stepped lightly left and right, escorting the attendant to retreat safely, and retreated a full ten meters away before he could stop.

"What a steal of the day! Such a big formation, as for it, don't I just kill someone. Wen Renjian, if you can invite Yin Ying, one of the top ten grandmasters, your face is not thin. The man glanced at the slit in his garment, stood with his stick, and chuckled.

"Ahem, boy, from Huyang to Dongting, you chased me for a whole twelve cities, and you have been asking me since the year before last, if it weren't for the Yin Master's help today, ahem, I can't say that this official would be planted in your hands today." The 'squire' with his head bowed took a handkerchief from the guard, slowly straightened his waist, and said with a straight face.

The man was too lazy to talk nonsense, and he poked forward with a stick, without sparing his hand!

Seeing this, Yin Ying stepped forward, without saying a word, his backhand was a sword, and the weapons were staggered, which could block the stick momentum. Seeing this opportunity, Yin Ying immediately stabbed forward with a short sword, but the figure was as if there was nothing, and after the man avoided a sword, there was no trace of Yin Ying in front of him!

The man seemed to feel something, and with a force on his right arm, the stick drilled under his armpit, and he went forward! And it was empty in the rear, but two short swords appeared strangely, as if they were cooperating, the short swords and the stick collided again, and the stirred up storm collided with all the surrounding things, a mess!

On the teahouse on the second floor, the little monk nervously grabbed Liang Yi's sleeve, "Liang Yi, what's going on!" ”

Liang didn't raise his face, and replied with a solemn expression: "That person is so powerful, he can fight with Yin Ying, one of the top ten grandmasters, without falling behind, but before that, he didn't have any reputation at all. Although Yin Ying is good at assassination, and his positive kung fu is slightly weaker, but there are few people in the whole world who can force Yin Ying to this point! Besides, that person looks like he is only in his twenties, but he is already close to the level of a grandmaster, and in time, a yin yin will not be able to stop his way! ”

The little monk nodded as if he didn't understand, but he still looked at Liang Yi with a confused expression.

"The top ten grandmasters are personally pointed out by today's saints, regardless of ranking, no order, but it is a real list of martial arts masters, but how can people in the rivers and lakes be like this, they are ranked in private, and this Yin Ying is the tenth big man on the grandmaster list." Song Zheng patted the little monk on the shoulder and explained his confusion.

"But it's still too early to say that Yin Ying is not as good as that person," Chang An continued, "You only saw Yin Ying take dozens of steps back, but you didn't look carefully at that person's feet, the green bricks were sinking, and the pavement was cracked. Although that person has reached the peak of heaven and hearing, there is still one step away from the realm where everyone is red, but this step is far away, if you can't get through, you can't get through, and fighting across the border is often dangerous. ”

Liang Yi turned his head, glanced at Chang An in surprise, and retorted: "But his tricks have been simplified from complicated, and the power of control is just right, enough to resist Yin Ying, although the realm is slightly inferior, but if you protect yourself, it is still more than enough." ”

Chang An stared at the two who were in turmoil again, and muttered: "Yin Yin is not as good as the demeanor of the other nine people on the list, but I am afraid of ......"

Before the words were finished, there was a shaking under their feet, and the noise was chaotic, and many tea guests were shocked to the ground by this sudden vibration.

Liang Yiyi and his party hurriedly walked to the place where the vibration came, and looked down, the tables, chairs and benches were in a mess, and the tea guests who were unfortunately involved wailed**, and on the opposite wall, there was a figure hanging in a shadow, and when the smoke cleared, I looked at it, and the figure was actually Yinying! I saw that Yin Ying's clothes were broken, his hair was scattered everywhere, and there was a circle printed on his chest, which must have been the work of that man.

Yin Ying breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed a mouthful of blood, let go of his wrist, and swept towards the man again. The man's condition seemed to be much better than Yinying's, except for a hole in his clothes. Seeing Yin Ying rushing towards him, but he stood upright, pushing the stick sideways with both hands, which was able to block Yin Ying's left hand sword, and Yin Ying's right hand short sword pushed forward, impartially, and stabbed that small hole! But the man turned the stick, unloaded the sword in his left hand, blocked the sword in his right hand, and picked the stick from the bottom to the top, dismantling and returning the stick! Yin Ying's speed increased instead of decreasing, and the whole person jumped straight up along the man's stick, and the two swords went down, and the realm of the grandmaster was released without hesitation, and with the momentum of falling, he pressed down on that person fiercely!

The man's movements became slower and slower, and he only had time to swing the stick horizontally, and he took this trick hard!

I only heard a "click", and the green bricks used for paving the floor in the teahouse were full of cracks at this moment, and where the person was standing, he sank more than half a foot!

And Yin Ying is still taking advantage of the convenience of the realm, constantly breaking down!

The man's face and hands were bruised, the boots under his feet had long been scattered into strips of cloth, the bones were making a slight noise, and the bones of his body were shrinking inch by inch, and at this critical moment, the man seemed to be unable to exert all his strength, his face had an abnormal flush, and he spit out three mouthfuls of blood, all of which were weird.

Seeing that the man couldn't support it and was about to become a ghost under the knife, with a "click", the pillars of the teahouse fell down instantly, and because the foundation was also destroyed in the previous battle between the two, the entire teahouse faced collapse!

The bricks above the head fell down with a hula, the pillars and planks were smashed on the body without saying hello, many tea guests jumped down from the second floor, Liang Yi and Chang An glanced at each other, and very tacitly mentioned the little monk Xuankong and Song Zheng, and threw them out of the window, while the two of them continued to pay attention to the battle situation.

The battle situation was stalemate, and after the man spit out three mouthfuls of blood, he seemed to have eased up and withstood the pressure exerted by Yin Ying, but as they fought with all their strength, the strength gradually became uncontrollable, the tiles fell, and the building collapsed, and at this critical moment, the beams of the teahouse could no longer withstand their destruction, and smashed straight towards Yin Ying!

If he was hit by this thick horizontal log at this time, he would probably not be able to bear even the Yin Ying, who was ranked among the top ten grandmasters!

Seeing this, Yin Ying had no choice but to unload the situation, turned over and stepped out, pressed the man fiercely, and took advantage of his counter-deserving momentum, jumped up, stepped on the crossbar, and hit it down!

The man finally took a breath, how could he do what he wanted, stepped on it hard, threw the stick in his hand upward, brushed along the crosswood, and avoided Yin Ying at the cost of being stabbed with two swords, and then followed the stick, and couldn't help but say, it was a dozen!

Hit you in the dark!

Liang Yi and Chang An were already safe on the street at this time, looking at the teahouse that was in ruins, thinking about the shocking battle just now, and their hearts were surging! Most of the people on the street were silent, and after this riot, most of them had already smelled a different smell from the name Jane, after all, the reputation of crying at night was not for nothing.

After being silent for a long time, I heard a "bang", and a person slowly got up from the rubble, and at this moment, a short sword crashed into the man's arms, and the man picked up his toes, picked up the stick, and hit Yin Ying, Yin Ying's shoulder and back were suddenly violently forced, and he decisively abandoned the sword, let the sword move forward, and he rolled and escaped from the palm of the man's hand, but he didn't expect the man to wave his backhand, and hit Yin Ying's ass again, and muttered, "The old man is right, the world's ass is still the softest of the little girl's skin." ”

Yin Ying was annoyed and angry, but he couldn't care about his embarrassed appearance at this time, and his backhand was dozens of hidden weapons, but they were all beaten back.

Yin Ying only cared about escaping for his life at the moment, and without thinking about Liang Yi, who happened to be in his way, it was a sword, and Liang Yi was suddenly robbed, subconsciously drew his sword to resist, as soon as he fought, his whole body qi was turbulent, and his internal organs were instantly displaced, but Chang An, who was beside him, drew his sword to help, and reluctantly unloaded Yin Ying's sword, but looking at his pale face, he knew that it was not very comfortable at the moment.

And then the army didn't say a word, opened the crossbow and released arrows, even the innocent tea guests around did not let go, and the man saw that the situation was not good, and he had already disappeared, seeing that Yin Ying looked gloomily towards them, Chang An immediately made a decision, and ran away with Liang Yi, Yin Ying saw this, and another sword was swung out, although the sword was three points weaker, but it was not that they could resist this realm! Liang Yi turned around and swung a knife with all his might, but it was worthy of two points of the sword, and the remaining five points all fell on Liang Yi, who vomited blood on the spot and fell unconscious. Seeing this, Chang An desperately fled towards the alley.

Yin Ying was about to make another sword, when suddenly the cold hair on his whole body suddenly stood up, and he hurriedly dodged and stretched out his hand to block, but he was still hit by two arrows. These two arrows passed through the palms from the back of their palms, almost ruining Yin Ying's hands!

Yin Ying looked coldly in the direction where the arrow was fired, where it was empty, and lowered his head to look at the broken golden silk clothes on the ground, and smiled strangely,

"It turns out that the stage has been set up, the play has begun, and you can start killing people again......"

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ps newcomers posted, a lot of advice. I'll laugh one for everyone. (*^__^*)