Wang Anfeng spent more than half an hour, finally stopped, stood next to the official road, he looked at the peaceful and quiet village in the distance, raised his head and wore the hat, the hat was black, and a layer of black gauze hung down on the four edges.

This is not a bamboo hat used by farmers to shelter from the rain, but when the people of the rivers and lakes walk the world, they use it to cover their faces.

As for why?

"Think about the conflict between the two sides, the sun is fierce, the sky is cloudless, you have a murderous intention in your heart, only to feel the victory in your hand, pull out the sword, and suddenly lift the hat on the opposite side, revealing a row of expressionless, shiny big bald heads."

"And at the same time, you'll notice that those bald arms are thicker than your thighs."

"This kind of deterrent is terrifying."

When the third master handed this thing to him, he casually explained the origin of this special hat for Shaolin Temple, Wang Anfeng gave him a frenzied look, but the latter still noticed the master who opened his eyes on the bluestone behind him, and the second master and the ancient Taoist who seemed to be afraid of being splashed with blood, glanced at each other, and tacitly retreated from three zhang away.

His last impression was that the master stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the third master, at that time, just as the third master said, the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, there were no clouds, and the clear pale golden sunlight was behind the master.

The tall and broad figure cast a shadow, enveloping the third master in it.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, couldn't help but smile, his mood was much calmer because of this, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the path.

He dripped the strange medicine used in the Medicine King Valley when tracking it in his eyes, and now he could see that the empty species had a faint red color and spread to the villages and towns in the distance, which also represented the other party, and represented that Qi Qi was now in this village.

The two sides were not far apart, Wang Anfeng didn't stop all the way when he rushed over before, but now he just looked at the location of the village, didn't rush in immediately, tidied up his clothes, and walked in another direction.

This place used to be an important place between the two countries, and the official road was divided into three strands, and further south, it was possible to reach another Xiongcheng in Jiannan Dao, and the two strands were connected to all the surrounding villages and towns, just like the blood in the human body.

There are dozens of villages and towns around, and if you plan to go to the rest of the big cities, you must merge into the official road from here, so although the location of this place is a bit deserted, there is no shortage of post stations and teahouses.

If it weren't for the laws of Great Qin, where no one was allowed to live within fifty miles of the first-class official road, a town would have developed here that made a living and it was quite prosperous.

Wang Anfeng walked to a simple teahouse, and then let the shopkeeper serve a pot of tea, a plate of oil cakes, and then relaxed, the red pi in the air from the front of his eyes to the left, he looked calm, immobile as a mountain, as if waiting for something.

The shopkeeper prepared a meal for him, but Wang Anfeng looked at the teahouse without moving.

The teahouse is full of pedestrians in a hurry, most of them are dusty, there is no demeanor to say, Wang Anfeng at the same table is a man dressed in a touring dress, carrying the goods on a flat shoulder, putting it aside, grabbing the cake with one hand, picking up the pickles with the other, swallowing it in a big gulp, sometimes pouring a big gulp of herbal tea, eating very boldly.

And not far from this teahouse, there are two post stations, one of which is an official post, which does not receive ordinary people, and the other is similar to the inn in the big city, the first floor is more spacious, and the upper floor is gradually luxurious, and you have to be very rich to go up and have a look.

Wang Anfeng naturally raised his eyes and glanced at the action of drinking tea, and saw a young man in his twenties leaning on the window on the third floor. Dressed in red, his eyebrows are masculine and heroic, his eyebrows are like blades, and he doesn't know whether to say that he is more arrogant or impatient.

The young man was looking down indifferently at the pedestrians below, and after seeing Wang Anfeng unintentionally, he snorted coldly, his eyes burst into light, and he planned to teach him a lesson, but found that Wang Anfeng had lowered his eyes, as if he really just glanced at it unintentionally.

The former was a little restless in his heart, but he was even more unhappy at the moment, his right hand slapped on the railing, and the carved wooden railing made a sound, and he was almost smashed directly.

There was another woman in this box, and when she heard this harsh noise, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was secretly unhappy, and said:

"What happened?"

The young man's face disappeared with unhappiness, and he said casually:

"There is a mud leg down there, who dares to look up at me, I wanted to teach him a lesson, but I lowered my head and refused to spit out two mouthfuls of blood obediently, because I was unhappy in my heart, if I disturbed you, I apologize for this, and you will take care of it."

The woman sat in the middle position, wearing an aqua blue wide-sleeved long skirt, without adding powder, there were six or seven points of color, she frowned when she heard the words, thought about one or two, and said:

"I know you're irritable in your heart, but don't make any extraneous branches, you can get angry like this, but what if you attract Ouye Guiyuan and that sword slave to be vigilant? He has always been deep and vigilant, and this cannot be ignored. ”

The young man in red laughed and said:

"You're familiar with him."

The woman narrowed her eyes and said lightly:

"After all, he was extremely valued in the valley, looking up to him, naturally familiar, knowing himself and his enemy, winning all battles, Sun Wuzi also said so."

The young man in red stretched out his arms, stretched his waist, glanced down, and said lazily: "What you said also makes sense, then I'll bear with it first, anyway, even if the person below goes, he won't be able to go far." ”

"Later, I cleaned up Ouye Guiyuan and the sword slave, and cut the sacrificial sword."

Woman's Road:

"It's best if you think like that."

"If you can endure it, you will also make progress, and after you return, I will say a few good words for you in front of the valley master."

The young man in red sneered, unimpressed.

…………………………

"Little brother, your oil cakes, and a big pot of herbal tea."

"And this, shredded pickles, this pickle gnocchi is made by yourself, it is best to use it for rice, you can use it slowly."

The shopkeeper is a woman in her thirties, a little blessed, put things on the table for Wang Anfeng, and then hurriedly turned around and walked out, ready to beckon others to go, Wang Anfeng seemed to not feel the malice that came from the third floor of the post station, and he was not ambiguous, grabbed the oil cake with one hand, and held the pickles with the other, and feasted on it.

The man on the other side saw that he was eating boldly, and couldn't help but look sideways, Wang Anfeng's five senses were stronger than ordinary people, and he pretended to look up at the man inadvertently, and the latter didn't feel embarrassed when he saw him, and said haha:

"Little brother, good food!"

"I didn't expect you to be not very strong, but the amount of food is not small."

Wang Anfeng swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a smile:

"Since I was a child, I was used to doing hard work, and my appetite grew unconsciously, and I still had some headaches at that time, and I was afraid that I would not be able to eat enough in the future."

The man laughed, the two said these words, a little familiar, and said a few words, the man unintentionally asked: "Little brother, are you going to the front state city?" ”

Wang Anfeng shook his head and said, "No, I want to go to a nearby village." ”

"There happen to be two old people here."

The big man nodded suddenly, then pointed to the flat pole and goods he put next to him, and said with a smile: "That's a coincidence, the two of us are the same, but my ancestors are not one or two, it has to be counted by one or two families." ”

"Because my family is busy with farming, I can't spend three or five days going to the city, so I buy some things they need from the city, sell them all the way, and finally bring some agricultural products into the city.

While talking, he wrapped the last two pieces of oil cake in shredded pickles, wiped the oil juice in the dish, soaked it with taste, and then threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, picked up the tea bowl and drank the herbal tea inside, put it on the table, stroked his belly and exhaled, and said a refreshing sound.

Then looked at Wang Anfeng and said with a smile:

"Take the oil cake and soak it in the stomach, you can last a little longer, this is a secret, little brother, others don't tell him, haha."

Just as he was about to get up, he shook suddenly, and with a soft sound in his mouth, Wang Anfeng quietly pressed the table, and saw the tea bowl full of herbal tea on the table trembling, and there were ripples in it.

…………………………

The horse's hooves tumbled heavily on the ground and then kicked up dust.

There were ten horses in a row, all of them pure black horses without any variegation, extremely superb, their hair like silk, moist and smooth, and the muscles below trembled like water waves.

Immediately, there were ten men and women, all of them were full of energy, dressed as chivalrous warriors, looking forward to brilliance, and at the moment it seemed to be a conflict with people, although they were riding fast horses, there was still one person next to them who could follow closely, but he was a tall and burly man.

He is nine feet high, his hands and feet are thick, and every step forward is a distance of more than ten zhang, and when he falls on the ground, he will explode a big pit, and the speed is not inferior to that of a galloping horse, but he still looks calm, but his face is tense, and there is a faint terrifying anger, and his mouth is full of angry shouts.

Some of the pedestrians on the road recognized this person, and they couldn't help but let out a low voice, hurriedly retreated, and stopped to watch the eleven people go away at a very fast speed, and they didn't dare to move forward for a while.

The people who didn't know where they were curious to ask, but they didn't answer, and they said the reason several times, it turned out that this clumsy-looking man was not a nameless person, but he was one of the best masters in this two or three hundred miles of land.

It is said that he once worshiped one of the seven sects of the rivers and lakes, the lower courtyard of the Tenryu Temple.

When the pedestrian next to him heard this, he first gasped, compared to the many swordsmen and Confucian students who often walked around the rivers and lakes, the wrestlers of the Tianlong Academy rarely walked the rivers and lakes, but the kung fu in his hands was definitely not weak, he never thought that he would see the wrestlers of the Tianlong Academy here, but then he noticed that it was the lower courtyard of the Tianlong Academy.

After taking a breath, he slowly exhaled and said:

"The lower house?"

"If it's the lower house, it shouldn't be particularly powerful."

The person who spoke shook his head and said, "You are wrong, the lower courtyard of the Tianlong Academy is still lenient, and the martial arts are still taught the same, but you don't have to abide by the penance precepts in the courtyard." ”

"He was able to enter the Tianlong Academy, and after he came out, he also shook the ground with his martial arts."

Then ignoring the shock of the person next to him, he said: "I just don't know, how did those young people provoke such a god of the rivers and lakes?" ”

At this moment, a sudden tremor was heard there, and several people hurriedly looked up, and saw that almost a hundred zhang away, a storm suddenly exploded, and the ripples visible to the naked eye spread out like ripples on the water surface, carrying the stones that were cracked by the shock, and the ruins, forming a sand and dust vision like a strange beast, roaring with their heads high.

A few people chatting about it traveled from south to north, and they also knew a little about the rivers and lakes, and they changed color when they landed, and said: "Born with a vision, this, it turned out to be a master of the third grade of the sixth grade?!" ”

The person who explained the identity of this person was also a little dumbfounded, and said:

"The last time I left home, he was only a seven-rank ......"

"It's only been five years, but you've already broken through the dragon gate?!"

………………

"Humph! Huangkou Xiaoer, dare to be so arrogant! ”

"Let your grandfather and I teach you a lesson!"

The burly man raised his hand to show the vision, felt the shocked and envious eyes of the pedestrians around him, and couldn't help but straighten his waist pole more and more, and scolded again and again in his mouth, raised his right hand, and the slightly insufficient qi machine was triggered, and a punch was smashed forward, and the whistling sound started, but the real means had been used at once.

In his heart, he made up his mind to take advantage of this opportunity to establish his oppression in this realm, but just a casual glance, he had already seen several opponents in the post station, and he sneered in his heart, and his strength was surging at the moment, becoming more and more fierce and powerful.

The woman at the end of the ten horses jumped up, drank lightly in her mouth, her hands led to a streamer, and with a flick of her ten fingers, the invisible energy of the Dao Dao burst out, accompanied by the sound of the air, and the vision of heaven and earth was shot into a thousand holes, and slowly dispersed.

The strong man's face changed slightly, and he felt the strange gaze that fell on him, and his face was quite unsightly.

It seemed that it was unbearable to suffer a loss under the nose of his old opponent, the man scolded again, pulled out a thick-backed machete from his back, stepped forward, and showed a rather fierce and clumsy knife technique all the way, slashing towards the woman, not reluctantly.

The woman in white still faced the enemy with the palms of both hands.

One of the two of them looked stout and burly, and the other was as delicate as the weeping branches of a willow tree, but when they joined hands, they couldn't tell the difference between up and down for a while, the sword light was of course domineering and fierce, and the woman's body was also light and agile, and her fingers fell, not inferior to the sword weapon, and she fought fiercely and thrillingly.

The remaining nine white-clothed men and women did not stop for half a minute, and still galloped towards the post station, seemingly indifferent to the life and death of their companions.

The traveling merchant who was at the same table with Wang Anfeng was a little angry, and said: "You actually threw such a delicate girl outside, these people are not men?!" ”

"Aren't they all together?"

Wang Anfeng looked at a jade pendant on the waist of the woman in white, thoughtful.

On the back of his left hand, a fiery unicorn phantom appeared like a shadow, hidden by the sleeve of his coat.

It seems that she also knows that she was thrown down by her companions, the woman in white is a little anxious, and her complicated fingering is like a lotus flower in one hand, and she suddenly sells a flaw, and the big man really hit the plan, stepped forward, roared angrily, and changed to holding a knife in both hands, with the help of the momentum of stepping forward, the heavy knife in his hand slashed hard.

The blade rubbed the air, the sound was terrible, and it was wrapped in more than three feet of pale knife qi, and it fell hard, but it did not hit the opponent, and the heavy knife qi almost fell against the teahouse, and with a bang, the ground soil exploded, and a deep and long knife mark appeared.

The teahouse, which was still discussing the appearance of the woman in white, was dead and silent.

Only Wang Anfeng saw that the woman was in the smoke and dust, her body was extremely agile and flipped, and the knife qi just brushed her and fell, and she was not injured at all, but she took advantage of the situation, and the five fingers of her right hand turned into claws, and fell heavily on the man's heart.

This is a fatal move to attack him, but Wang Anfeng heard a metal collision sound in his ears, and a spark burst out from the woman's fingers, as if a sharp sword had slashed on a heavy iron plate.

This somewhat familiar representation made Wang Anfeng can't help but sigh softly.

This kind of kung fu is very similar to the golden bell jar......

At the same time, the woman in white was already cold in her heart, and the force of the shock made her meridians disperse the internal qi, her muscles stiffened, and the whole person had no way to make a move for a while, so she could only look at the face of the opponent on the opposite side with a hideous look.

With a knife in both hands, it slashes down quickly.

The sword qi that was aroused this time was much stronger than just now.

The chopsticks in Wang Anfeng's hand were clenched, and he wanted to disperse the knife qi that would inevitably affect the teahouse, but at this moment, a qi machine burst out, like a meteor, and shot straight through the man's wrist, and the thick-backed machete fell to the ground with a fat palm, still trembling slightly.

The sword cyclone immediately collapsed.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, let out a terrible scream, staggered two steps, sat down on the ground, and covered his broken wrist with his left hand, howling incessantly, just for a moment, the ground was stained red with blood.

The woman in white looked respectful and saluted to the back, only to see a young man in red floating down from the third floor of the post station, followed by a soft woman holding a pipa in her arms, just like a fairy couple, falling from the sky, her posture and movements were extremely chic.

The nine white-clothed men and women who were still on the horses were in unison, turned over and fell, clasped their fists and saluted, and said, "I've seen Senior Brother!" ”

"I've seen Senior Sister!"

Such a scene, coupled with the man next to him who was still holding his wrist and screaming loudly, formed an extremely strong oppressive force - the knife marks made by the man just now were still beside him, and the smoke and dust were rolling and had not dispersed.

There was a dead silence.

Wang Anfeng retracted his gaze, learned the way the big man next to him just eat, wiped the oil juice with the oil cake in his hand, wrapped the pickles in shredded pickles, suddenly thought of something, and asked with a smile:

"Did you bring chrysanthemum wine, big brother?"

You Shang blinked, retracted his gaze, looked at Wang Anfeng and said in a low voice:

"Brother, be quiet."

"Wait a minute, I'll sell it to you later, bring it, today is the Double Ninth Festival, how can you not bring it?"

"The best chrysanthemum wine, it's cheaper for you."

"That's good."

Wang Anfeng put the last piece of oil cake in his hand into his mouth, the crispy crust, the soft body of the cake, and his teeth touched the flexible pickle shreds at the end, making a soft rattling sound, and the taste was wonderful.

Such a voice is usually inconspicuous, but it is extremely obvious and harsh in the silent atmosphere that is now filled with awe and fear, and the young man in red is enjoying this respect, and when he hears this noise, he frowns slightly.

Then he turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw Wang Anfeng, who seemed to have nothing happening, and saw that the latter was slowly eating the rough food in his hand.

His brows furrowed slightly, thinking of what had just happened, his irritability rose again, and he thought that he had just made a move, and the divine soldier's qi was revealed, and he should have been unable to hide it from Qi Qi, so he simply didn't do anything, and a trace of fierceness appeared in his eyes at the moment, and he shook his head towards a powerful disciple.

The latter was twenty-six or seventy-seven years old, and he understood it, so he immediately raised his sword and walked towards the teahouse.

The shopkeepers of the teahouse did not dare to stop them, and the people in front of them were also busy retreating.

Wang Anfeng's fellow table of the merchant remembered that the man in front of him was also the first or second among the ten people, and the last woman could fight with that kind of inhuman warrior, let alone such a character?

At the moment, his heart was cold, Wang Anfeng didn't know that he had caused such a disaster just because he had just glanced at it, and the person who came had already pulled out the long sword, without triggering the precious qi, purely relying on his own martial arts, stabbed out a sword, and even reached the realm of the middle and third grades.

Like a streamer, the room was full of cold.

The body of the traveling merchant next to him trembled slightly.

The kind-hearted shopkeeper couldn't do anything but close his eyes.

The young man in red and the fairy-like woman were already on their horses.

They weren't distracted by the matter at all.

Until a noise came.

The traveling merchant next to him was dumbfounded, watching the swordsman rushing towards him, and then carried Wang Anfeng to avoid it easily, pressed his neck and submerged his face into the white porcelain bowl.

There was still herbal tea in the bowl, and the swordsman struggled, but he couldn't get up at all, until his limbs couldn't struggle, and he was thrown away casually, like a stone, and he was thrown down like a stone, and if he pinched it again, he was afraid that he would drown in a coarse porcelain bowl.

Wang Anfeng took off the wine jug from his waist, put it on the table, took out a small piece of silver, and said, "Brother Annoying, good chrysanthemum wine, fill it." ”

"I'll get it later."

"Wait to get it?"

Before You Shang could react, Wang Anfeng stood up and said with a smile:

"What my brother said makes sense, and it's really full."

Then he pursed his lips, took the hat casually, held it in his hand, and walked straight towards the eleven masters of the rivers and lakes who stopped outside, no one dared to stop him, and everyone quietly watched him pacing until he stopped in front of the twelve tall horses.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes and looked at the eleven men and women in front of him, especially on a certain ornament on their bodies, paused, then retracted his gaze and took the initiative to speak:

"I don't know how many of you want to go to Gutai Village?"

The young man in red sat on the tall horse, squinted his eyes, there was no fear in his heart, and said lightly:

"Yes, so what?"

The nine people behind him have already pulled out their weapons, and all kinds of sword qi and swords have emerged, just waiting for an order, they are about to kill forward, and the girl holding the pipa in her arms has a somewhat calm expression, I don't know why, I always feel that something is wrong in my heart.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and put the hat on his head, and the black veil hung down.

On the calloused hands, the fire exploded, and then spread up inch by inch, covering the five fingers and palms, turning into a pair of fist armor.

The young man in red's pupils locked slightly, and his heart jumped heavily.

But by the time he reacted, it was too late.

Suddenly a burst of red light burst out, rendering his face crimson, accompanied by the heat wave and wind, the flames turned into a unicorn, prostrate behind Wang Anfeng, the flames flowed above the scales, and there was a faint amount of plasma.

The heat wave agitated, and the black veil hanging from the hat danced like ripples.

Wang Anfeng's eyes raised slightly, looked at the young man with an ugly face on the opposite side, looked at these elite disciples in the Sword Casting Valley, and smiled: "If yes......"

Put your hands behind your back.

The huge unicorn, which was more than three feet high, slowly got up with this action, pressed its claws in front, and in the middle of its eyes, the lotus flower bloomed, roaring with its head held high, and under the flames, the heat wave rolled, terrifying and mighty, and rose to the sky, scorching the sky into the shape of dusk.

"It's not going to work."

PS: Today's update presents............

There are 6,400 words in total, and if you break it down into two chapters, each chapter is a standard chapter of 3,200 words......

Then, the chapter says not on the third day, think about it T_T

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