Outside the city of Guangfeng, in the post station.

Gongsun Jing confronted everyone in the Immortal Pavilion, although there was only one person, the momentum was not the same.

The body is straight.

On its body, an iron-blooded aura visible to the naked eye rises, distorting the air around it.

It was on the battlefield, and I had invincible self-confidence.

It was a vertical and horizontal back-and-forth, undefeated contempt, mixed with iron-blooded killing, fierce and domineering aura, rushing to the face, in this hall, surging constantly.

In an instant, everyone was in a trance, as if since the man's body, the environment gradually distorted and changed, from the post station in Xidingzhou to the snow-filled battlefield, the wind in the ears gradually drifted away, and from the wind that gradually disappeared, there was already a sound like thunder horses' hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and at the same time, there was a faint, charging iron horseman.

The spear was raised.

Suddenly, the cold light is like a forest, and the murderous aura covers the body!

The face of the disciple of the Immortal Pavilion turned pale.

The expression on the Great Elder's face changed slightly, although he had already reined in his temperament, but at this time, he couldn't help but make a move, and when he took a step forward, the energy around his body surged, turning into a jasper barrier visible to the naked eye, enveloping all the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion, isolating the inside and outside.

Snowy fields, battlefields, galloping iron horses.

Like a bubble phantom, it disappeared, and in front of the line of sight, there was still only one person with a spear, standing solemnly.

But it is like a lonely peak in a snowy mountain, giving people an indescribable feeling of terror and oppression.

It felt like it was even better than the Iron Cavalry Lance.

In the crowd, Mei Feng's face was already pale, and the look in his eyes changed several times, after all, he couldn't help it, laughed miserably, and the look on his face actually had three points of hatred, three points of jealousy, three points of envy and one despair.

Just like Zhao Guang before he died, with his crazy mentality, he turned the poisonous gas into a jasper dragon.

The place where Gongsun Jing stands in front of him is the battlefield, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of the realm of fighting, and it is also a height that he will be difficult to reach in his life, which is the ironclad evidence that the middle and third-grade martial artists have found the way forward and completely got rid of the shackles of the past.

He is also a warrior, how can he not feel hopeless when he sees this situation?

How not to be jealous?

The old man at the head also felt a little pressure.

This is the path that he can only see after he has passed the age of seventy, after returning to the basics, and the man in front of him is not yet forty years old, and he has already realized that although they must be in hostility in the foreseeable years in the future, he still can't help but praise in his heart, and sighs secretly:

What a battlefield veteran!

Although this is the case, but do not want to be left behind, just like an ordinary old man, cough lightly, the nature of the internal strength around it gradually began to change, the ground seems to grow all kinds of flowers and plants, hidden green bamboo into a forest, standing aside, elegant style, but also implied murder.

Even if you are a person with ordinary qualifications, if you can practice diligently every day and practice for twenty years, you will definitely be able to enter the realm of the ninth grade, even if you are a seventh-grade martial artist who waives his hand and slashes out his sword qi, he can also hone it for a long time.

And if you can cross the dragon gate, you have to go outward and explore the world.

At this point, the qualifications of the warrior himself will no longer be important, and only those who are enlightened and have no distractions can go further.

This kind of comprehension of martial arts does not absolutely represent the strength of martial arts.

But if you can comprehend it, it is definitely not far behind, and it can give birth to the unique killing moves of martial artists.

The old man stroked his beard and looked at Gongsun Jing in front of him, as if he was in a military formation, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although it is said that the Immortal Pavilion and the Twenty-Seven Company Gang that were wiped out by the Giant Whale Gang belong to the same generation of colleagues, but this is not the time to tear up with the Giant Whale Gang, not to mention that it will affect the plan of that person, just talk about the person in front of him, he is not necessarily an opponent.

Although in the momentum competition at this time, he is not inferior, and on the comprehension of martial arts, he must go further, but the martial arts fight, these are secondary.

Will, martial arts, and even instinct are the key to victory or defeat.

The martial arts of the Immortal Pavilion pay attention to planning and then acting, and it is necessary to prepare all kinds of strange poisons in order to be able to exert the greatest strength.

And it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the lord of the Giant Whale Gang in front of him was once born in the Great Qin military family, and later left the military, walked on the rivers and lakes, had occasional adventures, and the martial arts he practiced were all fierce and straightforward styles, and he created several martial arts by himself, plus he was young and strong, which was the age when the martial artist's strength was at its peak.

If you fight now, I'm afraid I won't be an opponent at all.

Besides, this incident was caused by the fact that he and others were in a hurry to come here and stop the 'ink knife' warrior without informing the Giant Whale Gang in advance, and it was a loss, because this trivial matter, and its hard work, caused the strength of his own sect to be damaged, which was really unwise.

Thinking of this, Fu saw that Gongsun Jing only released his own momentum, and did not make a strong attack, and understood that the latter did not intend to tear his face with the Immortal Pavilion, so he weighed one or two in his heart, secretly gritted his teeth, and suddenly took the initiative to disperse all his momentum and strength.

The illusion of the bamboo forest with a hint of murderous intent is gone.

Everyone in the Immortal Pavilion was slightly startled, and then they heard the old man laugh loudly:

"Gongsun Gang Master's martial arts, the old man has indeed seen it, and he is really a young and handsome man, the old man has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has never seen much."

"Today's matter, it's my old pavilion's fault, just because I'm in a hurry to come here, so I'm negligent, and I hope the helper won't blame, don't blame, haha......"

Yan took the initiative to salute Gongsun Jing with a fist, and his posture was quite low.

When Gongsun Jing heard this, although there was no change on his face, he was really a little relieved in his heart.

It has only been more than two years since he stepped into the sixth grade, although because of his previous penance in the military family, the foundation has been extremely solid, and the cultivation in the past two years has progressed quite quickly, and he has basically not encountered any bottlenecks, but if he wants to compare with the seventy or eighty-year-old monster in front of him, he is definitely not an opponent.

As for martial arts comprehension......

Gongsun Jing grinned silently.

If he was stabbed to death nearly a hundred times in two years by a top master with a similar martial arts momentum, he would be frightened by the head hall master if he had nothing to do.

Even if it's a pig, you will have some understanding.

What he thought in his heart, but for a moment, Gongsun Jing's face was still cold and hard, looking at the old man over there, bowing his head slightly, and with a shock of his hand, he shook the spear in his hand away, turned it into two short guns, and retracted it on his back, it seemed that there were still two points of vigilance, and his voice was quite cold and hard, and said:

"If that's the case, it's the best......"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then rose up to attract closeness, stroked his beard, and said with a smile:

"I just heard Mr. Gongsun say that I haven't eaten yet, and the dishes on this table are new to this store, if you don't dislike it, why don't you use them together?"

The voice paused slightly, and then he spoke again:

"Or does the helper not dare?"

Gongsun Jing sneered and said:

"Why don't you dare?"

After saying that, he stepped forward, sat at the table, his expression was calm, like a bronze bell upside down, his temperament was outstanding, and he instantly compared the people next to him, and the old man saw that Gongsun Jing really reacted as he thought, sneered in his heart, and a sense of calmness appeared, but his face was praised, and said:

"What a spirit!"

"Old man Qu Kang'an, he is the elder of the Immortal Pavilion, and he is overjoyed to see the helper today."

"Come, replace wine with tea, and do it first as respect."

After that, he raised his neck and swallowed a cup of tea.

Gongsun Jing's expression seemed to ease slightly, but he slapped the table again and said:

"A manly man, he should drink wine, what kind of tea should he drink?"

"Shopkeeper, serve the wine!"

It seems that it is because of the scruples of Gongsun Jing's martial arts, even if the shopkeeper was taught a miserable lesson, there was no turmoil, and after a while, a guy sent a jar of good wine, Gongsun Jing was unambiguous, raised his hand to pat the sealing mud, raised his neck and poured it, his attitude was sparse, and he was quite heroic.

Qu Kangan noticed that when the guy sent the wine, he seemed to be too respectful to Gongsun Jing, and he had some doubts in his heart, but he thought of Gongsun's domineering appearance, so he calmed down, and just thought that the guy reacted instinctively, looking at Gongsun Jing who was pouring wine on his neck, and there was a slight chill in the depths of his eyes.

For the time being, I will be with you, and I will be a snake.

Stay until that day......

Hum.

What he thought in his heart was not enough for outsiders, but there was no change on his face, but he just stroked his hands and praised:

"Good amount of alcohol!"

Gongsun Jing swallowed all the good wine into his stomach, smashed it casually, and smashed the wine jar directly to the ground with a click, and a slight flush appeared on his face, as if he was a little drunk.

Raising his eyes, he took the old man, Mei Feng, and all the people in this immortal pavilion into his eyes, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

I don't know if it's the effect of fine wine, or if I also plan to have a good relationship with the Immortal Pavilion, and after a few more conversations, Gongsun Jing's face is no longer cold, and the atmosphere between them is already quite harmonious.

Qu Kangan happened to talk about a Jianghu allusion and laughed softly.

Gongsun Jing looked at the old man in front of him, who obviously had other plans in his heart, and just raised his hand and poured wine in a big gulp.

A feeling of remembrance rose in my heart.

This feeling of camouflage......

This kind of opponent ......

The former loyal and brave captain of the Shenwu Mansion, and now the leader of the Giant Whale Gang, the first member of the Yinanping Organization.

Gongsun Jing, an experienced soldier first-class secret agent, looked at Qu Kang'an, and couldn't help but show a kind and hearty smile on his face.

It's really, nostalgic.

PS: Second Update......

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