Before Wu Qiong fell into the realm, he was a top-notch martial artist who could really touch the Grandmaster Heavenly Gate as soon as he raised his hand, and there were many martial artists in the heavens and the earth, not to mention millions of giants, and only a handful of them could reach this step. At this time, although he fell to the fifth grade, the foundation was so thick that it was beyond the reach of the rest of the martial artists.

This flick of sleeves suddenly, the chest of a breath of majestic breath to the extreme, fierce especially second, vast, almost comparable to the four grade masters to do their best, smoke and dust like a long dragon, crashed through the door of the inn.

Outside the door, a big man bared his chest, sat on his horse with a heavy waist, and smashed out with a punch like the most ordinary martial artist, but he had a unique and vast atmosphere, and he fought against Wu Qiong with a flick of his sleeves, and he didn't take half a step back, dancing in clothes that he refused to wear well, and hunting.

took a deep breath, stood up, and said slowly: "What a breath of Haoran, sure enough, it is all the true inheritance of Confucianism, worthy of the predecessor of Wu Qiong who used to behead Jiaojiao by the river, and the younger generation admires it." ”

Saying admiration in his mouth, he didn't care much about the look on his face, he stood up word by inch, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and he actually guided all the mighty energy of Fang Cai into the ground, and he didn't bear much.

And in terms of his majestic physique, even if he eats three or five percent of his strength, he can relieve his strength with just one bite of effort.

The reckless men who fight with their strength are different from the warriors from the three religions after all.

At this time, he had the demeanor of a master who taught people to be unpredictable, so that everyone couldn't help but have a trace of depression and shadow in their hearts, Si Kou, who was born in the world's first village, listened to Feng's eyes slightly, and suddenly said lightly:

"Wei Jinping, forty-three years old, out of the side of Dou Kui City."

"When I was a teenager, I learned a Huren throwing method, and then I traveled to the Central Plains for several years, and learned a martial arts classic and a boxing method for internal and external practitioners.

"Three years ago, he belonged to the Xiahou lineage and was a high-class guest."

Lin Qiaofu glanced at the big man and added softly:

"What I learned should be the Xishu Lux's Ground-Stepping Dragon Method thirty years ago, on the surface, it seems that it is just a horizontal practice of external skills, and it is extremely powerful, but in fact, the most powerful thing is that it has a long breath of true qi, which is no worse than the immortal Dao method of planting golden lotus in the fire of the Daomen."

Wei Jinping came with pride, this time with the name of the son, in exchange for the time of the people of the rivers and lakes to deal with the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the officials in the city did not interfere, but they never thought that they had not done it, and their own old bottom was shaken clean, so depressed that he almost opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

A face that is always lazy is like opening a miscellaneous dyeing shop, and it is uncertain.

When a warrior faces the enemy, if he even tells his own housekeeping skills, he will invisibly go to three points of momentum and victory, and he will have the intention of retreating in his heart, but this is the first major thing he has received since he entered Xiahou's house.

If you want to have the last chance to touch the Xiahou family's divine soldiers as planned, you need to break into the interior and win your trust, which doesn't mean that you can accompany the second son to grab some delicate women, or find someone who is unlucky.

Thinking of the hall master's Luozi Jiangnan, and the layout of thousands of miles of rivers that have not been unfolded.

Wei Jinping gritted his teeth, and suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly:

"I can't see that in addition to Mr. Wu Qiong, it can be regarded as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are such two beautiful women who are lovely and knowledgeable, but they are not bad, it stands to reason that their own old bottom is clean for people, and they should have retreated, but kung fu always has to be compared from the hand."

"Wei Jinping has consulted!"

After saying that, his arms were stretched out and lowered, like a wild and violent bear moving his muscles and bones, walking slowly inward, each step was deeply sunk into the ground, and the qi was rising, blocking the door as if blocking the world, which made people breathless.

The realm of five products, genuine, without a little bit of water, is to climb up step by step, each realm is eager to suppress the cultivation, stay longer, press the foundation stronger, and then stronger, and Wang Anfeng has faced the famous sword master is completely different.

Wang Anfeng's expression had changed slightly, and he said in a low voice:

"Really...... Is it the Xiahou family? ”

Xue Qinshuang lost her usual light smile on her face, swept her eyebrows and said:

"Indeed."

And over there, Wu Qiong chewed two sentences of Xiahou, and was already furious, and said, "Xiahou's family?!" Could it be that Xiahou Xuan is the one again?! Previously, Lan Yatou had clearly rejected him, could it be that she wanted to force him by force and do the act of robbing while the fire was hot? ! ”

"A gentleman can't say anything bad, and the Xiahou family is also a famous family in the rivers and lakes, so he did such a pickled thing!"

Wei Jinping had already approached the old man within ten steps, and when he heard this, he let out a long laugh and said:

"If it weren't for the strategy of Xuan Gongzi, who is known as the ghost plot in the rivers and lakes of Jiangnan Province, how could we do a good thing of catching turtles in the urn?"

"Yiye Xuan is in turmoil, the only daughter of the contemporary Xuan master, this is a good deal for strange goods, and if you take advantage of the fire, you will rob while you are on fire. If you are a gentleman, you only have to suffer losses, how can you take advantage of such a good advantage? ”

After saying that, he took two steps tightly, not giving Wu Qiong a chance to borrow the world, raised his fists, like beating a war drum, and smashed towards the white-haired scribe, his momentum was towering and heavy, stirring the surrounding tables and chairs to fester, and the rest of the warriors couldn't stop staggering back.

Although Wu Qiong's realm is superb, he has more scholarly anger than the anger of the rivers and lakes, and for a while, he was unable to use his own breath of Haoran Qi to cause the heavens and the earth to be uneven, so he had to use his own physical strength to face Wei Jinping directly.

But he is already old, his old injuries have not healed, and he is from Confucianism, how can he be an opponent of Wei Jinping who fights martial arts like this, and his face has turned red slightly in a moment, and he can barely maintain the undefeated situation, but he is determined to not last long.

Wang Anfeng frowned, and was about to make a move, Si Kou heard that Feng had drunk all the tea in the cup, got up and took a step forward, his sleeve robe was slightly flicked, and the candlelight was golden red, stained with a little soft, but it exploded in an instant, turning into a full force.

The prismatic Mojia mechanism on the woman's wrist changed, cracking and extending inch by inch, turning into a purple organ whip lock, like a giant python in the bush, after several confrontations, Wei Jinping, who was only imposing, was beaten back several times, and then only shook his hand, and then entangled his wrist.

But when he heard the crisp click, the latter's complexion changed in an instant, the muscles of his back trembled like a python, the strength of his arm shook, and there was a sound of wind and thunder, which forcibly shook the whip lock, and then violently withdrew, and an arm that seemed to be made of steel was full of blood marks torn out by fierce energy, and in the deepest place, there were almost bones.

Although Si Kou Tingfeng was deflated everywhere in Xue Qinshuang, he was favored by the world's No. 1 Zhuangzhong Grandmaster, thinking that the rivers and lakes would inevitably have their place in ten years.

As soon as Si Kou heard Feng raise his hand, the dark purple whip lock mechanism was entangled and hovering like a python, undulating on its side, and did not look back, only said lightly:

"The younger generation was born in the first village in the world."

Jiang Yang, the owner of Yiye Xuanxuan, was once instructed by the owner of the world's first village when he was young, and even if he has become famous in the rivers and lakes, he still gives him the gift of half a teacher, and it is already a well-known beautiful talk on Jiangnan Road.

Wu Qiong suddenly, and immediately anxious in his heart, he read and read the temperament, his ears and eyes were sharp, far more than ordinary people, he could hear the changes in Jiang Lan's guest room above, because there was a Si Kou on the first floor who listened to Feng's move, so he couldn't care about worldly etiquette.

As soon as he arched his hand, he rose up, smashed the floor on the second floor with a flick of his sleeves, and the qi in his chest did not disperse, and he jumped straight upstairs in a blink of an eye.

Looking around, Jiang Lan in the room had already retreated to the side of the room with a sword, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously he had been injured, and in addition to an old man with a clear face and a gloomy temperament, there were also several martial artists with hideous faces in the room, holding crossbows.

Wu Qiong recognized that this was the secret guard of the Xiahou family in Jiangnan.

Jiangnan Dao Xiahou family to the rhythm of martial arts, in the Shilin rivers and lakes have a very high status, the family in the secret guard selection of the clan in the side branch of the root bone talent is too ordinary, since childhood with medicine to help its body, practice martial arts, eighteen years is completed, the realm is different, but the ability to fight is far beyond peers.

Except for those high-ranking and powerful people in the family, ordinary people can't wait to call it, so Wu Qiong is even more sure of what Wei Jinping said, and with a flick of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Lan's beautiful eyes faintly incredulous.

The whiter the girl's face became, and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth became more and more gorgeous, the old man's heart ached, and a lot of anger immediately rose.

The old man on the opposite side secretly scolded this old man in his heart for not talking about the rules of the rivers and lakes, and he instinctively stopped in front with his arms crossed, but he still couldn't stop the vast atmosphere of this grand view, his physique was already inferior to Wei Jinping, and he took the scholar's sleeve hard, and almost coughed up blood.

At the moment, Wei Jinping secretly scolded in his heart, how could he put this old guy up, while retreating, with his shoulders as the front, he broke through the windowsill, turned over and fell on the street, so as to calm the boiling blood in his chest.

At this time, the two of them have already greeted the government with a letter from the second son, although this place is not in Jiangnan Province, but the name of the four great families is still good, as long as the people are not injured by mistake, the officials in the city are happy to sell the Xiahou family a face, maybe more than ten years later, it is a life-saving friendship.

Therefore, the pedestrians within a radius of the inn were all pulled into the shops by the guarded iron guards, the streets were empty, the warriors were full of murderous intentions, and those domestic livestock were far beyond ordinary people, and they had already shrunk their bodies and trembled at this time, and they couldn't make a sound at all.

For a while, only the moonlight was cold, falling on the bluestone slab that had been washed clean two days ago, as if it was infected by water, and there was a faint chill.

The warrior kills and bursts out in an instant.

PS: Today's first update is ............ Three thousand words

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