The Fire Refining Gate is located in the Fufeng County City, which is quite far away from the Fufeng School Palace.

Wang Anfeng's long sword was not withdrawn, his right hand clasped the sword, and he walked slowly.

Dressed in green clothes and well-behaved, Meng Yuexue stood behind him on the left side.

The girl held the scabbard of the wooden sword in both hands.

The three of them walked across the path and stepped on the avenue, and there were many Jianghu people on both sides who were carrying swords and swords, and they were still hesitant to do it, just because they didn't make up their minds, because they didn't know what happened in the trail in front of the palace.

At this time, the blue-shirted young man stepped slowly, their expressions changed slightly, each of them clenched their weapons, and wanted to make a move, but for some reason, there was a faint fear and horror lingering in their hearts, making their bodies stiff, so that they did not dare, and they could not draw their swords.

Looking at the young man again, his eyebrows were as peaceful as ever, but there was a fierce edge, and he couldn't see left and right, so he just let Wang An pass by, and let the figures of the three of them gradually fade away.

The palm of the hand that was gripping the hilt of the sword was released.

In the palms, I don't know when it was already full of fine sweat.

There was a sense of remorse in everyone's hearts, resenting that they had not been able to make a move, and some curious people walked to the path in front of the school palace, and looked inside, their expressions changed suddenly, and their palms trembled, and they failed to hold the weapon in their hands tightly, and they fell to the ground upside down, and they roared incessantly.

And the warrior's face turned pale.

……………………………………

Wang Anfeng walked slowly.

In the eyes of the people around him, he is confident, unhurried, calm and calm.

But only he knows that although the time just fought is very short, but he has already learned everything, his internal strength is only the first to enter the eighth grade, at this time it has almost used up seventy, at this time is taking the opportunity to breathe, restore the internal force, Buddhism mind operation, the mood gradually tends to calm, one step forward, one breath and one breath, the internal force in the body boiling.

The surrounding warriors, all of whom did not move, watched the three of them move forward.

Chuan Lian unconsciously raised his chest, and his face was slightly red.

Meng Yuexue looked at Wang Anfeng's back.

The expression was slightly dazed.

The iron spear banner of the Fire Refining Gate, which was more than ten feet high, was already visible in the distance.

The boy stepped forward slowly.

one-step

Three steps,

Stop ahead.

When I raised my eyes to see, my breathing was gentle, and when the turbid breath was exhaled, the internal force of the golden bell jar had filled the meridians.

He has gone through three thousand years of blood ginseng cultivation foundation, the dragon qi has disappeared, and his own talent has been revealed, even if he is only an eight-rank martial artist, he has a long qi vein, and he is far more than meditating for a day, when the innate Dao heart of others with a hundred days of work, can be practiced in internal strength, and on top of returning qi and pranayama, it has an advantage that is difficult for others to match.

When he stopped, there were already many good martial artists on the surrounding streets, and their expressions were different.

These people don't have much evil intentions towards him, and there are only a few people who flock to him because of profit, and there are many people who fight with swords and are heroes on the rivers and lakes, but they are curious in their hearts when they see this bibliophile who is caught in the whirlpool of murder actually going towards the fire refining gate in a dignified manner.

I gathered around the neighborhood, intending to watch the excitement.

I also want to figure this thing out.

After all, the fire refining gate guard Qi was not very human, and he died violently in the quiet room, and these martial artists were also very interested.

Before the ten-zhang iron spear of the Fire Refining Gate soared into the sky, there was an old man with a pale face, his eyes slightly closed, his spirit as majestic as a lion, and his face was upright.

Before Wang Anfeng could speak, the old man had already opened his eyes.

The left eye is cloudy, as if unable to see, but the right eye is sharp and terrifying.

Put a hammer upside down beside you.

The whole body is dark, there are simple lines, faintly flashing flames, even though it is late autumn at this time, the weather is cold, but the heat wave is surging around it, comparable to the red sun in June.

The old man's gaze swept over Wang Anfeng, and he spoke slowly, saying:

"The book collector should come here to prove his innocence."

Wang Anfeng only looked at the old man dressed up in weapons, and knew that he must be a master in the fire refining sect.

Hearing this, he bowed his head slightly, and said:

"Not bad."

The old man grinned, his voice was hoarse and harsh, and said:

"Interesting!"

"It's really interesting, I sent the young master, who died from a sword wound, and there was a hidden thunder on the sword marks."

"If you have a conflict with the young master of our sect, and you can do this, I'm afraid you are the only one who is Wang Shaoxia!"

Wang Anfeng shook his head and said flatly:

"Not me."

The old man narrowed his eyes, put his broad palms on his knees, and said slowly:

"Well, dare to ask where the young man was before today?"

Next to him, Chuanlian's palms trembled slightly, and an obvious sense of nervousness appeared on his face.

Even if she dreams of Yuexue, she also feels uneasy in her heart.

Last night he went to a place where no one knew alone, this is an absolutely inexplicable and clear problem for Wang Anfeng, and it is extremely unfavorable to the young man, because he can't produce evidence, because no matter what he says, he will always fall into the disadvantage if he is above the momentum.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng was not afraid, and stabbed the wooden sword in his hand into the ground with his backhand.

Raising his hand and flicking the hem of his clothes, he also sat cross-legged opposite the old man, as if to sit and debate.

His eyes opened slightly, and he said lightly:

"What's the use of asking about this?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but sneer:

"How?"

"If you can't prove it, then you must have done it! Could it be that the book collector wants to say, even if Your Excellency didn't know where you were last night, even if my young master died of a thunder sword wound, it has nothing to do with you? ”

"Hahaha, that's funny! Funny! ”

Meng Yuexue obviously felt the increasingly suspicious gaze of the martial artists around her, and among these sights, there were still some things that made her feel very uncomfortable, and she was nervous, and she couldn't help but hold the scabbard in her hand, as if this ancient scabbard could make her feel a little at ease.

Wang Anfeng narrowed his eyes and said:

"Sword marks, thunder, and old grudges."

"Even I thought I did it."

"Do you know why Wei Qi and I have a grudge?"

Before the old man could answer, Wang Anfeng had already spoken to himself:

"Because he is watching my wooden sword......"

"This sword was given by the division commander."

"First of all, I couldn't intercept and encircle, and then I put my wooden sword on the so-called famous weapon list, attracting assassin killers, so resentful, even if I kill him......"

As the voice fell, the boy flicked the blade of his sword with his fingers.

The sound of the wooden sword roaring gradually began.

"And how?!"

Chuan Lian was taken aback and stammered:

"Wang, Brother Wang?!"

The surrounding warriors all changed color, as if they couldn't believe their ears, and the old man was also slightly stunned, and then laughed angrily, and shouted:

"Okay, good, the old man has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and I have never seen you so arrogant!"

Wang Anfeng's eyes opened slightly, and above the momentum, he did not retreat in the slightest, and shouted:

"Only allow him to kill me, not me?!"

The old man was furious and said:

"Fighting in the rivers and lakes, naturally casual!"

"If I am a Jianghu person, I should say that you are happy to kill the earth! Kill heartily! ”

"But he is the young master of the fire refining sect for me, since you are a person who helps the wind, you naturally know that if you kill the young master of my sect, all the disciples in my sect can seek revenge from you."

"The ends of the earth, never die!"

"Today, the old man will kill you to avenge the young master!"

These words, the old man was all from the bottom of his heart, extremely angry, and the martial artists around him could also empathize.

In the middle of the words, the old man suddenly stood up, picked up the heavy hammer behind him, and at this moment, a thunderous knife light slashed down obliquely from one side, slamming the hammer to the ground and raising it back, splashing up a layer of sparks, illuminating Wang Anfeng's eyes.

The young man's expression did not change, his pupils opened slightly, and he suddenly shouted:

"Yes, I know!"

"I naturally know that the Fire Refining Sect is the number one faction for me to support the wind, and the family is big and the cause is big!"

"I naturally know that there are many masters in the Fire Refining Sect!"

"I even know that if I kill Wei Qi, it will inevitably lead to the Fire Refining Sect's crazy revenge! There will be no place to die! Then I'm going to ask again......"

"Now that I know, why do I want to kill Wei Qi like this!"

"Why should I kill him with a sword when I know that?!"

"Now that you know, why don't you destroy the body on the spot after killing someone!"

"Now that you know ......"

"I, why am I here?"

A flip of words is like a hammer hitting the air.

It was precisely because of the words spoken by the old man before that everyone felt the same way, and at this time, Wang Anfeng's questioning became more and more powerful, and it shocked the thinking of the surrounding martial artists a little.

Previously, everyone didn't understand things, the martial artists of the rivers and lakes liked to watch the excitement the most, but they rarely thought about it, and made a black brush under the lamp.

Next to Wang Anfeng, Mi Xingfa, a six-grade master who had left the criminal department and only avenged his family, was dressed in a river and lake dress, with a cold face, standing aside with a knife.

He rose to his feet and held his right hand on the sword.

Stepping forward, looking at the old man who could not answer, his voice was slightly raised, his eyes were slightly opened, and he asked in a loud voice, saying:

"You just asked me, where did you rest last night?"

"If I answer a place, you will say that there is no witness, and if I sleep with a man, you will say that I struck in the middle of the night, and even if someone proves that I did not sleep all night last night, you can say that I and that man were in collusion."

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse!"

"The seniors asked me a lot of questions, and I also want to ask a rhetorical question."

Wang Anfeng stopped.

He was of similar stature to the old man at this time, and the two sides were only one step apart, and the young man looked at the latter's bloodshot eyes and exhaled.

Only whispered:

"Seniors should be six-rank martial artists."

"Where was the senior when Wei Qi was killed?!"

PS: Second Update......

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