"1.2.3.4.5.6 people, the highest realm of paper paste, the punishment can really go to practice. Xiao Nian'er said very unrighteously, obviously planning to stand by and watch.

Xing Zhen doesn't have any opinions, and he is quite happy to see it happen. The sword-bearing boy turned around alone and slowly greeted the six people who followed.

Xiao Nian'er did not forget to remind: "After solving the problem, I will go directly to the government office to stamp the customs clearance documents, and I will take them to find the inn first, and then meet at the Jianghu Conference of Chuanjian Villa." ”

Xing Zhen didn't look back, raised his palm over his shoulder and swayed back and forth: "See you at the Jianghu Conference." ”

The six thieves who steal chickens and dogs regard Xingzhen as a fortune boy. Xing Zhen is not, using these six as whetstones to sharpen martial arts.

After a crackling, Xing Zhen patted the dust on his body. It's very relaxing.

"Cutting off one hand or one foot for each of you will make you incapable of doing evil in the future is also considered a punishment for doing evil in the past. In the future, I will be a good person, my body and bones will still be there, and there will be no problem in supporting my family. ”

He didn't pay attention to the people on the ground, and he didn't bother to listen to their wailing, there were eighty old mothers on them, and wives and children on them waiting to be fed. Those who have done wrong will be punished, and even more so those who have been oppressed and robbed by them have not done wrong, but they will suffer unjustified calamities.

The Songjiang County Government is also overcrowded, and a group of ordinary people in Wuyang and Wuyang. That is, he is not a cultivator or a martial artist. Xing Zhen was a little curious, these people seemed to have seen them somewhere. Could it be that ordinary people are also qualified to participate in the Jianghu Conference?

As soon as I walked into the mansion, I happened to meet the little monk Pingjue and a big man in official uniforms talking and laughing. Walked towards the outside of the yamen.

The two of them whispered, as the criminal truth of the second realm of martial arts, they could hear roughly one or two.

Ping Jue: "The Ping'an Temple was destroyed, and there will be no money to honor the lord in the future, so please forgive the lord." The grass people are now homeless, can the master help one or two, and find a livelihood for Xiaode. “

"Due to the affairs of the Jianghu Conference, this official has been busy recently, and other things will be put aside for the time being. Take advantage of the time you have now, and find out more about the murderer who destroyed Heian Temple. The money is small, and the people above blame it, and you and I can't afford it. ”

The little monk suddenly looked shocked and pointed to the swarthy young man in front of him: "It's him, it's him who destroyed the Ping'an Temple and killed the old abbot and others." ”

At this time, a group of people who followed Xingzhen into the group were also pointing and correcting together: "I saw it, it was this thief who killed the old abbot." ”

"I can testify too, we can all testify. ”

Regardless of whether it was true or not, the official man waved his hand and shouted: "Come on, take him down for me." ”

After Xing Zhen jumped over these people with his legs, he ran away.

He slapped his forehead while running: "My brain, I don't open my mind when I should be smart, and it's a little scary." These ordinary people are not the pilgrims who blocked the peace temple between me and the old monk that day. The feeling is not to participate in any Jianghu conference, but to sue. Accuse him of murder and arson. ”

"It turned out that Heian Temple and the Songjiang County Government colluded and missed a little monk Pingjue, so we had to find a chance to solve it. There is also this county guard, who does not seek benefits for the people but actually harms the people, which is a great crime and deserves death. ”

With the running speed of the torture truth, the officials and pilgrims who realized it later could only look out of their necks. You can't fight and kill these pilgrims, and you can't run to join Xiao Nian'er and them. lest they be involved in the servants, and they will be chased and killed by the government.

The young man ran out of the city for more than ten miles, and when he saw that no one was following him, he patted his chest and let out a long breath, and turned to look ahead.

Xing Zhen wanted to run farther, but the road ahead was blocked. I had no choice but to stop, and since I saw it, it didn't prevent me from observing it for a while.

In the dust, an old man armed with a long sword fought in a large army of Wuyang and Wuyang, and the number of soldiers was as high as 5,000.

The old man single-handedly resisted the army of 5,000 on his own, breathing steadily and long, without any fatigue. The long sword in his hand is unpredictable, and he comes and goes freely among the soldiers.

In particular, the sword in the old man's hand, under the scorching sun, reflected the cold glow. The soldiers' broadswords and spears were not the enemy of the sword, and they were cut in two.

The old man was very measured, only wounding or knocking down the soldiers at a time, and did not really want to kill people.

Xingzhen saw it clearly, even if the old man's swordsmanship was superb, he also sweated for it. After all, he is old, and he can't bear to kill in the chaos of the army. What's more, at the rear of the army, there is also an armored general, a woman in green and a middle-aged man staring at each other, these three people are not ordinary people at first glance.

Xingzhen watched the battle ahead, pasting his engraved light-chasing talisman on the heavy sword punishment, ready to help at any time. I don't want to be a bad person, and I don't want to be a nosy person. It's just that this old man is what Xing Zhen has been looking for.

The old man with a goatee who used to juggle in Shanliang County to earn silver taels, he really can't forget that he was almost detained by the ghost cultivator when he recovered from a serious illness that day, and it was this old man who secretly helped and saved a small life.

Because of the delay of the county guard's office just now, Xingzhen was almost made dumplings. At this time, I thought about it carefully, and I had a lot of inspiration. Not only is the old man with a goatee a familiar figure, but the armored man riding a tall horse on the opposite side has also had a relationship with Shanliang County.

It's a martial artist who follows behind the national teacher, but for some reason he suddenly appeared in Songjiang County.

General Hu Yong was in the middle, looked at the two beside him and said, "The reward promised by the national teacher has already been offered, and it must be in the hands of He Shenshi now." You are enshrined in the army again, and it should be time to contribute. ”

"The long-cherished sword of Rouge is in front of him, and the opportunity to shine on the lintel is also in front of him. said that the Changran Sword belonged to the Rouge Gate, and General Ben would never regret it. Now I have some expectations, you rouge spinning swept the Qiulin family and unified the prosperous scene of the rivers and lakes of the book and water country. “

He Liangming and Cai Jimei, who were asked, glanced at each other, and the former said, "Master Cai is a martial artist, and he knows more about this great master of the sword of the Shushui Kingdom. Let's ask Lord Cai to solve the general's doubts. ”

Cai Jimei explained: "The internal force of the martial arts is once prosperous and then declining and exhausted, especially when one internal force is exhausted and needs to be replaced. It is the deadliest time for a warrior, and it is almost the same as a mortal. ”

"Hong Jiuquan's internal strength is indeed profound, but he can't bear to be a killer in his heart. In this way, the consumption of internal force is more serious, and I think the general understands that it is more difficult not to kill people in this kind of fight than to kill people. ”

"Hong Jiuquan doesn't kill anyone, and the general has no losses. We just need to wait and see what happens, wait for him to change his internal strength, and then capture him with one move. ”

Hu Yong laughed and was amazed by the explanations of these two. "Hong Jiuquan really only has nine perfections, and he is a little different from the ten perfections. His kindness today will cost him his life. The two are brilliant, and the people chosen by the national teacher are really right. ”

In his heart, he sneered: "How can I not understand what you know, do you really think that I became a general by relying on the daughter of the national teacher? I am now a general who was seriously injured when I suppressed the mountain bandits, and my realm was knocked down." I have to endure and hide it from everyone, including the national teacher. ”

He Mingliang and Cai Jimei on both sides of him suddenly chuckled together, and muttered at the same time: "Hong Jiuquan's internal strength is weakening, and it's almost time to make a move." “

Cai Jimei jumped off the horse, her joints squirming and her body crackling. Twisted at an incredible angle, if you were an ordinary person, you would have died a long time ago.

After the head rotated 360 degrees, it was as if it had never moved. The two arms are intertwined with each other, like two hemp ropes.

He Mingliang took out a metal figurine holding a spear, and instantly disintegrated it into more than 100 pieces in his hand. The fragments then zoom in and fit seamlessly to all parts of the body.

The ordinary man who had just put on a robe turned into a man in a shining armor and holding a straight and hard spear in the blink of an eye.

The two of them dismounted unhurriedly and slowly walked to the fierce battle position in front. I didn't forget to turn around and remind Hu Yong: "I stared at the young man opposite, and I didn't move for a long time." Don't let a trash fish spoil our good deeds. ”

Hu Yong was thoughtful, the young man's figure was slightly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Xing Zhen's face was solemn, and he slowly pulled out the punishment behind him.

I have been with Xiao Nian'er for a long time these days, and I have enough understanding of the rivers and lakes and the monks. Recognize the woman in green as a jiu-jitsu in martial arts, and see that her body is weak and boneless. Jiu-Jitsu is definitely at the pinnacle, and it's not just a casual thing.

Not to mention the armored men, the soldiers' Shenyong Tailor-made Armor, the cheapest one also costs five dragon pattern money. Its power is evident in its price, but fortunately it is only the cheapest one.

Seeing that the two were gradually approaching, Xing Zhen did not hesitate. He threw his heavy sword high and threw it high, then leaped to his feet and stood on top of it. A young man with a tattered gourd hanging from his waist flies with a sword in the midst of an army of 5,000. It's just that the speed is a bit slow, and there is no fleeting posture.

It is really like the sword cultivation that flies with the sword, and the majesty is unmatched. But the punishment that stepped on the punishment was slightly blushing.

secretly regretted: "The punishment is really useless, I have failed thousands of times, and the light-chasing talisman drawn is still like this bird." Not to mention chasing the light, I'm afraid it's difficult to chase a bird. ”

Remorse is remorse, and the movements of the hands do not stop. The golden armor talisman that was scraped on the old monk's body was sacrificed without hesitation, and there was no distress at all.

The golden armor wrestler, which was more than three feet high, fell from the sky and smashed into the ground with a bang. The battlefield that was already billowing with smoke and dust suddenly became dusty again.

The gold-armored wrestler landed next to the old man with a goatee, and his fist the size of a grinding disc whistled and swirled. The soldiers were like punching bags, constantly flying upside down. Immediately solved the plight of the old man, and was able to easily replace the strength in his body.

Cai Jimei and He Mingliang, who were slowly moving forward, looked at each other in shock. Able to fly with a sword is definitely a sword cultivator, and it is a sword cultivator with a true natal flying sword.

It's not a pseudo-sword cultivation, such as a fake sword cultivation. Recognized among the monks as a life-urging, who is not afraid to see it.

What's even more unreasonable is a sword cultivator who can use talismans, and he is a golden armor wrestler. The ghost knows what other means are behind it, whether it will be making a Five Thunder Righteous Law Talisman, Ten Thousand Swords Worship Talisman.

Thinking of this, the two shuddered, and looked back at Hu Yong together. As a result, the Lord was turning his horse's head around and thinking about running for his life.

Cai Jimei and He Mingliang turned around and ran away in unison. This zhang can't fight, the main generals have run away, and they have left themselves here to be a human shield? The two of them scrambled to be the first, for fear that they would fall behind if they slowed down, and they would be poked into a hole in their heads by the unreasonable sword cultivator.

Xingzhen is secretly happy, but he also understands that this kind of deceptive method is not a long-term solution, and it is the right thing to rescue the old man with a goatee as soon as possible.

Harness the flying sword and land next to the old man, and when it comes up, it is the true self and the internal force superimposed at the same time. spared no effort to sway his fist intent, and even more at the expense of internal strength, he played one hundred and twenty points with all his strength.

Cai Jimei and He Mingliang, who were fleeing, were curious because Jian Xiu didn't chase them. I couldn't help but glance back, just in time to see Xing Zhen hit the ninth punch after the internal force was superimposed.

The two of them almost fell to the ground with weak legs, which made people not live. Not to mention sword cultivation, it is the most unreasonable divine and martial double cultivation, plus he knows how to use talismans.

Immediately did not hesitate to speed up, and used all his skills on his legs. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Hu Yong, who was running away on horseback, and ran wildly without paying attention.

Hu Yong, who had a lot of strength but couldn't show it, rode forward with a hard head, looking at the backs of Cai Jimei and He Mingliang, and gradually drifted away in the dust.