Walking out of the county warehouse, Yang Xuan stretched comfortably.

Although there were not many things left in the three county government warehouses, the mess still made Yang Xuan tired enough. If you want to say that this Chicheng County is also evil, no one can find it.

"Damn it, Lao Tzu is a general who went into battle to kill the enemy, and now he has become a firehead army." Yang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, put the key and walked towards the barracks.

As the deputy commander of the county barracks, Yang Xuan also serves as the treasurer of the arsenal, Qin Forget also feels that it is a bit difficult to be a strong man, but there is really no way, there are too few scholars, counting Qin Forget himself, there are only four people, Wang Wen, Yin Xian, and Wang Ming, there is really no way, so they will use it.

"Fortune telling, fortune telling, one measure of good fortune, two measures of good fortune, three tests of marriage, and four measures of good fortune." At this time, Yang Xuan heard an old voice.

"Fortune telling?" At first, Yang Xuan didn't react, and suddenly realized that the fortune tellers weren't all literate? Curiously, he walked in the direction from which the voice had come from.

This is an ordinary fortune teller, and like most fortune tellers, he is also a "blind man", wearing a patched round-necked robe, and a tall hat on his head that is a foot long. His eyes were horribly turned white, and there was a sarcoma on his cheeks. There is a broken folding fan in his hand, and he opens the fan twice from time to time. Behind him stood a long flag, on which were written the four strong characters of "Divination and Evil Hexagram".

Looking at the fortune teller's rolled eyes, Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel disappointed. In his experience, this person should really be blind, and even if a blind person is literate, it is useless. Yang Xuan was a little disappointed and was about to turn around and walk back.

"Do strong men want to test good luck or marriage?" As if seeing his movements, the blind man suddenly asked.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but doubt his judgment a little when he heard this, how did this person know that he was still a strong man? Could it be that you can't pretend to be successful?

Suspicious in his heart, he sat down on the stool in front of the fortune-telling table with a big prick in his ass, "Sir, can you see it?" He waved his finger in front of the fortune teller's face a little rudely.

"Strong men don't need to be like this, the old man's tricks are really blind. It's just that the ears are a little better than the average person. The fortune teller seemed to have seen Yang Xuan's movements again, but he was not angry and smiled slightly.

"The kid is rude." Since you are really blind, there is no need to waste time here. Yang Xuan stood up, put down a small stack of copper coins on the table, and turned to leave.

"Since you came and paid for it, doesn't the strong man want to count it?" The fortune teller's white eyes looked directly at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan frowned, the white eyes of this old man made him feel very uncomfortable, "No need, I don't believe this." Yang Xuan didn't want to say much.

"I'm afraid that the strong man has had a bloody disaster recently, and it will come quickly."

"Bloodlight?" Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head, "The kid crawled out of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, what else would he be afraid of?" Ignoring this alarmist blind man, Yang Xuan turned around and left.

"Whew!" A piercing scream.

Just as he turned around, Yang Xuan suddenly heard something flying towards him from behind him. He subconsciously jumped to the side, and before he could stand firm, his right arm felt painful, as if he had been slashed. Before he could react to what was going on, he was surprised to see in front of him, a broken folding fan turning and slashing towards his neck.

"Damn it!" The folding fan came so quickly, with the sound of "Xiu Xiu", and it came to his eyes in a blink of an eye. He cursed under his breath and quickly rolled on a lazy donkey, trying to dodge the attack of the folding fan.

It's a pity that it's still too late, his head hasn't completely lowered, the folding fan flew over his head, and a large piece of his scalp was shad off, making Yang Xuan scream in pain. Blood instantly flowed down his forehead, covering his eyes.

"I told you that you had a bloody disaster, why didn't you believe it?" The blind man snorted coldly, rose up, and accurately caught the folding fan in mid-air, "Brush!" With a bang, he put away the folding fan, and the folding fan was like a gun, stabbing at Yang Xuan, who was still rolling on the ground.

Although it was a folding fan, it made the sound of a spear breaking through the air.

When encountering such a good player, how dare Yang Xuan fall in love? Lying on the ground, he picked up a stone with his foot and threw it at the blind man. Without looking at the result, he got up and ran towards the gate of the arsenal, where there were still 20 sergeants, and presumably the blind man would have been a little more scruples.

But before he could take two steps, Yang Xuan heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, Yang Xuan's face changed, he didn't expect the enemy's speed to be so fast.

With a twist in his heart, he simply stopped running, endured the pain in his right arm, pulled out his waist knife and slashed at the blind man behind. As for the folding fan that went straight to the door in front of him, Yang Xuan didn't care about it, as Qin Wang's subordinate, Qin Wang's set of fighting with his life, he learned ten out of ten.

The blind man heard the sound of the waist knife slashing at him, a mocking look appeared on his face, the castration in the air remained unchanged, and the folding fan in his hand lightly touched Yang Xuan's knife.

"Ding!" It was just a crisp sound, but Yang Xuan was like being devoured by thunder, he could no longer hold the waist knife in his hand, he came out of his hand, and the whole person was shocked and flew out. With a "poof", it smashed on the ground, splashing the sky full of smoke and dust.

"Commander of the Protective Force!" Yang Xuan had not yet come back to his senses, and seventeen or eighteen guards had already been blocked around him, and a small circle formation had been arranged to surround Yang Xuan in the middle, staring at the blind man with hostile faces one by one.

"It's just a bunch of ants!" The blind man smiled coldly, threw himself at the soldier, and the folding fan in his hand said, "Huh! The ground opened with a bang, and three figures turned into ghosts, quickly appearing in the three directions of the circle, and the folding fan slashed lightly across the throats of the three soldiers, and then retreated with great speed, and the three figures recombined into one.

The three guards clutched their necks and grunted a few times on the ground, and soon stopped moving.

From the blind man's shot, to the death of the three guards, it was just a matter of breath, the county soldiers

There was no time to react at all, so the blind man could easily get out.

The soldiers looked at each other a few times, their eyes full of fear. How could these low-level warriors ever see such a brilliant martial arts? In their limited knowledge, this kind of skill is demon magic. Many people's legs began to tremble, and if it weren't for the usual strict military law, I'm afraid they would have turned around and fled.

The ridicule on the blind man's face was even stronger, a few big-headed soldiers who didn't know martial arts were just able to stop themselves? Shake the folding fan again, and pounce again.

"Leave him alone, just chop the knife down from now on, keep chopping, don't stop!" Yang Xuan also saw that the three brothers had died for themselves, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and shouted at the county soldiers in a hurry.

"Kill!" When the commander of the guards heard Yang Xuan's idea, they all shouted, and the rest of the soldiers' long knives slashed down, and a circle of snow-white knife light was like a pear blossom that had just bloomed, and it quickly slashed down.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Shi Chang gave the order as quickly as possible, and his soldiers responded to his beat, desperately waving the waist knife in their hands, and the movements were uniform, and the huge force set off a gust of knife wind, blowing the dust under the soldiers' feet flying all over the sky. The falling sword light formed a terrifying barrier, and the blind man continued to appear ghostly in various positions around the circle, but he never found the place to start.

The look on the blind man's face finally became solemn, after so many years of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, he had not looked at these ordinary soldiers in his eyes, but he didn't expect that he would succeed in stopping him today. Now he can only wait, when the physical strength of those county soldiers is exhausted, that is, when he kills all directions, he has enough confidence in his speed and skill.

"Dead blind man, come!" Seeing that the blind man was successfully blocked out, Yang Xuan neatly bandaged the wound and scolded the blind man for breath.

"You're damned!" Hearing Yang Xuan scolding himself for being blind, the blind fortune teller was furious, and rushed towards Yang Xuan regardless of it.

"Cut!" Yang Xuan ordered loudly, and the person also raised his knife and slashed towards the blind man.

The speed of the blind man was as fast as ever, and he floated in front of the soldier in front of Yang Xuan like a ghost, and a folding fan slid through his throat, and his subordinates did not stop, the folding fan flipped and slashed directly towards Yang Xuan's chest.

"Good time!" Yang Xuan shouted, knowing that he couldn't stop the blind man's folding fan, he simply ignored it, and the long knife raised in high slashed directly at the blind man's head.

Hearing the sound of the wind overhead, the blind man's face froze, he really didn't expect Yang Xuan to be so fierce, losing both was not what he wanted, so he had to retreat slightly, which was worthy of avoiding Yang Xuan's knife tip.

"Whoa!" With a soft sound, the blind man successfully broke through the clothes on Yang Xuan's chest, cutting a long wound on his chest. Fortunately, he took a step back slightly, and did not cause multiple injuries to Yang Xuan.

"Damn it!" Seeing that he hadn't killed Yang Xuan in one fell swoop, the blind fortune teller scolded angrily, and had to endure his temper and wait for the soldiers to get tired.