The sneer at the corner of Wei Qi's mouth converged, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more abundant, and he said:

"Smile, ten years less. (Four Tones)"

"Smile, ten years less. (three sounds)"

"With a smile on the human face, indigo all over the body, insects and ants around the body are extinct, the flesh is not smelly or bad, and there is a hidden medicinal fragrance, such a strange way to die, except for your medicine master valley does not pass on the peerless learning, and the three laughing yin luo fingering, can there be other martial arts that can be made?"

"Huh?!"

Chuan Lian opened his mouth, unable to refute, and said:

"This, this is indeed the effect of the martial arts in my sect, the three laughing yin luo fingers."

Wei Qi took a step forward and said angrily in a cold voice:

"Okay, then I want to ask Chuanlian Shaoxia, are there any elders in your valley here?"

"Is there still a doorman here in your valley?"

"In your valley, who has to pass on this unlearned?! Could it be that Your Excellency wants to tell me that this is regarded as a non-transmission peerless school by the Medicine Master Valley, and the famous Yin Poison Peerless Sect in my Fufeng Jianghu has also been stolen by someone?! ”

"Chuanlian, what else do you have to say?!"

Every time he said a word, he took a step forward, and the last sentence fell, his right hand was raised, and the hammer hit the air, and a viscous gas wave like a substance hit straight towards Chuanlian, the heat wave rolled, and the voice was cold, obviously angry.

The more cold sweat on Chuanlian's forehead.

Sanxiao Yin Luo fingering method is in the Valley of the Pharmacist, and he is the only one in the younger generation who can pass it on, and in addition to him, there are only a few elders in the door who concentrate on medicine, and his medical skills are quite high, but his martial arts are mediocre.

At this time, in this Fufeng City, he was the only one who could make this martial arts mastery, and these many clues were put together, even he himself was a little skeptical, whether he did it himself, hearing this, he was in a cold sweat, but he had to shake his head with difficulty, and said astringently:

"I, I don't have anything to say...... There is too much evidence. ”

"But I really didn't kill this man."

Wang Anfeng frowned slightly and said:

"Brother Chuan, in the past five days, has been discussing medical techniques and pharmacology with me, how to kill this person?"

Wei Qi laughed angrily and said:

"How can you kill someone? Aren't the two of you able to sleep together? After the three laughing yin luo fingers the killing, it is impossible to judge the time of the killing, you have also seen my subordinate, is it possible, thinking that I killed my own steward and framed the nerd? ”

"What a joke!"

The voice was full of anger.

Although this rich merchant is extremely respectful to him, his own status is not very low, his martial arts are average, and he has only cultivated to the eighth grade at the age of forty, he can handle things for people, and he is extremely tactful.

Re-cultivating stewards, re-contacting merchants, and checking transactions, this back and forth, I don't know how much money I have to lose, even if it is a great cause of the fire refining family, I don't want to suffer such damage, not to mention that he is only a young master, not a door master, which makes the elders in the door unhappy, and it is not difficult to abolish his position.

How could he not be angry in his heart?!

At the moment, only by killing this murderer on the spot can he restore his position in the hearts of the elders, and it is a matter of his own position, and he raised his weapon and said angrily:

"Chuanlian, you and I are both people in the rivers and lakes, since we are people in the rivers and lakes, then we will follow the principles of the rivers and lakes."

"If I die at your hands, there is nothing else to say, someone else will take care of it, come on, and the sword will be divided!"

After saying that, he was full of energy, like an enraged bull, stepped out, and had appeared in front of Chuan Lian, the weapon was raised, and the hammer was smashed down, the wooden sword in Wang Anfeng's hand roared lightly, stabbing at the hammer, but he was gently stroked by Chuan Lian's shoulder with a palm, and he was caught off guard, and was sent out several meters by the strong internal force and landed on one side, while Chuan Lian was quite embarrassed to avoid the hammer blow.

The hammer fell, smashing out a deep pit on the ground, and the dirt floor splashed, obviously intending to take his life, Wang Anfeng was anxious in his heart, and said:

"Brother Chuan......"

Chuan Lian waved his hand, his expression was calm, and said:

"Brother Wang, don't interfere, and protect your little sister."

"This person died under the mastery of my Medicine Master Valley, there is no doubt that with this martial art to kill people, the murderer must have an inexplicable connection with my Medicine Master Valley."

"The matter of the sect's conquest, Brother Wang, you rashly participated in it, I'm afraid it won't be good."

In the words, there was no longer Fang Cai Mu Ne, and when he comforted Wang Anfeng, he had already rubbed his body up, and fought with Wei Qi, who was angry, and the two of them were the elites of their respective sects.

One is a strong force, only thinking about saving some of the situation, in order to ensure that his position as the young master is not shaken, it is crazy and ferocious with an offensive, and Chuan Lian has to fight, but he can't really take Wei Qi's life, otherwise things will be completely solid, although the position of the Medicine Master Valley is transcendent, it is by no means the opponent of the Fire Refining Sect, and when he makes a move, he is bound by two points.

Fortunately, Chuan Lian is extremely talented, has a simple heart, and has a strong enough internal strength cultivation, coupled with the dedication of the two generations of valley masters of the Medicine Master Valley, even if his subordinates have left two points of strength, they can barely suppress Wei Qi in a state of rage, no matter how heavy the weight of the hammer is, how crazy the offensive is, all under the control of those two slender palms.

After fighting again for fifty or sixty times, Wei Qi's previous internal injuries had not healed, and he had a feeling of being unable to do anything, and his movements gradually slowed down, Chuan Lian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and slapped his palm on the hammer head, striking it to the ground, but did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but took a step back, and said:

"Wei Qi, I'll ...... today"

Before the voice fell, Wei Qi suddenly let out a low cry, his palm trembled, and the hammer head shattered into a heavy razor in the click, holding the hammer handle with both hands, and with a flick of force, the nine ink-colored razors that were originally entangled broke through the air, pointing directly at many key points on Chuan Lian's body.

The latter was taken aback, but his cultivation was mellow and abnormal after all, waving his hand and patting horizontally, his qi turned into an invisible wall, blocking in front of him, the material of the several razors was extraordinary, and it was dedicated to breaking the true qi of the inner family, and the strength of Chuan Lian was broken, but the speed of those razors also became slow, and the young man's hands stretched out, like a lotus blooming, clamping the eight-handled razor.

Only the last one remained, the strongest and spun around.

Chuan Lian's internal qi has been exhausted at this time, it is inevitable to avoid, but he inhaled half a breath, in the dantian, there is internal qi surging, the body is slightly in the air, a few meters in the air, with both feet to clamp the last flying knife, in this instant, showing a strong light skill and internal force cultivation, even Wang Anfeng, who is watching the battle next to him, also has a sense of admiration in his heart.

At this moment, a little fire suddenly burst out, with lightning speed, piercing Chuanlian's shoulder, even poking and connecting points, the speed was as straight as lightning, just as it was about to break the latter's dantian downward, Wang Anfeng couldn't help but draw his sword and ignite the fire.

When he landed, there was a heat wave rolling, rushing to his face, like a flame burning the sky, Wang Anfeng subconsciously exerted thunder to fight, and a thunderbolt jumped on the wooden sword in his hand, shattering the flame.

Wei Qi's complexion changed suddenly, and he didn't have time to retreat, he had already been rushed forward by Wang Anfeng, who was angry that Wei Qi was still secretly attacking when Chuan Lian was obviously merciful, and he shot at this time, without the slightest mercy.

The left hand pointed out the star finger again and again, turned into an afterimage, and passed through several big points on Wei Qi's body, the latter had a strong internal force to protect the vital acupoints, and was not afraid of the kung fu of the point point to take the pulse, just because of the fierce battle, at this time the internal qi was exhausted, and the point star finger was also an unusual martial art, and it was actually broken by Wang Anfengsheng's internal strength defense.

Previously, the internal injuries in his body were from Wang Anfeng's handwriting, but at this moment, the young man broke the acupoint, causing internal injuries in the body, his face was pale, coughing up blood and staggering back, and the hammer handle in his hand was on the ground, which turned out to be an extremely delicate spear.

The blade of the spear is not ordinary mortal iron, but a prismatic spar shape, in which the flames are violent, which is extraordinary.

After Wang Anfeng repelled it, he did not continue to attack, but stayed in front of Chuan Lian.

Wei Qi gasped for a moment, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and noticed that his chest and abdomen internal injuries had aggravated again, and after he had just stopped his hand, the secret sneak attack had forced Wang Anfeng out, and he knew that he couldn't do anything at the moment, and before Wang Anfeng and the two spoke, he had already laughed out loud and said:

"Good, good!"

"What a thunder strength, what a Tibetan Yuan sword, it's too condescending to think of 50,000 taels of silver!"

"Wang Anfeng, today's events have been written down!"

After saying that, he dragged the hammer handle, pushed the door and staggered out, and there was a circle of good deeds outside the door, seeing Wei Qi's face pale, Wang Anfeng stood with his sword, it seemed that it was the latter who defeated him, looking left and right, his expression was surprised, and several people looked at Wang Anfeng's sword in his hand, and saw the thunder that slowly disappeared above, and there was a fiery meaning in his eyes.

Wang Anfeng didn't care about these things, raised his hand to take the wooden sword back into the scabbard, turned to look at Chuan Lian, raised his hand to check his pulse, only to feel that the latter's internal breath was chaotic, and there was a faint fiery fire flowing in its meridians, constantly destroying its internal organs.

He groaned and said:

"Brother Chuan, I'm afraid that the place where you live is not safe enough."

"If there is no place to stay, why don't you go to the school palace with your junior sister? Stay with me...... After all, the school palace is the school palace, no matter how bold they are, they dare not come to the school palace to kill people. ”

Chuan Lian's face was already pale, and when he heard this, he opened his mouth and said:

"So, what do you do then......"

Wang Anfeng smiled:

"I've been here for a long time, I know some people, and it's not a problem to find a bed."

"This ......"

Chuan Lian hesitated slightly, but then glanced back at the slightly drunk Meng Yuexue, and finally sighed:

"Thank you Brother Wang for your great kindness."

………………………………………………

On the second day, Wang Anfeng, who had rested in the Shaolin Temple for the night, appeared from a remote grass, took the morning, and returned to the wooden house.

But I saw Chuan Lian and the two people, and the Su gambler in white standing in front of the door, above his face, he seemed to be quite anxious, the Su gambler was pacing back and forth, his brows were furrowed into a pimple, after seeing Wang Anfeng, his eyes were slightly bright, and then he strode over, and there were still a few steps, and he had already hurriedly spoke:

"An Feng, where did you rest last night?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, how could the existence of Shaolin Temple be told to others, he didn't respond at the moment, just smiled:

"This ...... Gambler, when did you become so interested in me? ”

Gambler Su waved his hand and said:

"I don't have time to joke with you, An Feng, tell me, where did you sleep yesterday? Hundred miles there? It's still Senior Brother Yan......"

"It's important."

Wang Anfeng saw that his expression was quite serious, and it was not good to fool him with jokes again, he frowned slightly, and said:

"I really can't say anything about this, what's wrong?"

Su Wenchang sighed when he heard this, his shoulders fell, and he said with a sad face:

"Then you're going to sit down......"

Wang Anfeng became more and more puzzled.

Su Wenchang glanced at Wang Anfeng, saw that his face was puzzled, not as if he was fake, sighed, and said:

"At the end of the day, the Fire Refining Doorman died in the quiet room."

"Died from a sword wound."

"The wound is charred black, like a lightning strike."

The smile on Wang Anfeng's face froze.

PS: Today's second update......