Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Whale Gains Momentum (2/2)

The majestic momentum slowly approached.

With each step, it seemed that he would climb another level towards the top, making it difficult for Qian Dai to sit still, and he pulled his right hand from the side, and took out a scimitar made of black jade, which was extremely restrained, but with a good sense of sharpness, through the wide open door, looking at the sky that was gradually gloomy.

But there was not a trace of clouds in the sky.

As a result, his heart was also clouded with a dark cloud that was difficult to wave.

Who is coming?

The Qian family's mansion is very large, almost the largest mansion in the entire Xidingzhou City.

The house was so big that it could even be ridden on horseback.

Among them, there were many doormen living in the front yard, and when they noticed the unconcealed and straight hostility, they all drew out their weapons one by one, rushed out of the door, and a huge pile of them crowded towards the door, many of which were really clever warriors.

But they stopped at the door.

At this time, it was almost noon, and the winter sky was as clear as a blue gem, cloudless, but at this time, there was the illusion of a cloudy roof, which made people's hearts depressed and low.

Now there are more than fifty warriors in the Qian Mansion gathered, each holding a high-grade weapon in his hand, and the murderous aura gathered together.

There was only one person on the other side.

But in their hearts, they actually gave birth to the feeling that these dozens of warriors who had seen blood killings had surrounded this Qian Mansion, which occupied a huge area and was enough to gallop on horseback.

This feeling is unusually strong.

Who's coming?!

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Qian Dai is not a rich man without fighting experience, he is also a six-grade martial artist anyway, his heart is naturally impossible to fight, what he holds in his hand is the weapon that the first generation of Qian family owners spent a lot of money to make, and generations of warriors have held the handle of this knife, which fits his palm very well.

The internal force is slowly mobilized.

The warm feeling of the tentacles made him feel a little flustered, and his mood gradually stabilized.

He stood up and walked outside, not slowly, but not very fast, the internal force circulated in the body, so that the side that belonged to the warrior gradually recovered.

Whoever comes, at least have to see.

In this West Dingzhou City, there will never be any over-specification martial artists.

Under the plaque in the lobby 'Wealth Gives Birth to All Things', Qian Dai's son Qian Yue shook his head, looked at the young man opposite, and said:

"What's going on over there?"

The young man smiled bitterly and said:

"Shadow Sword is dead."

Qian Yue gasped and said:

"Who did it? How many people? ”

Shadow sword he knows, when the martial artist reaches the sixth grade, the total amount of internal force will become extremely abundant, and that person's swordsmanship almost makes people only be able to see the shadow, it is a first-class fast sword, a first-class killing sword, and it is also one of the hard hands in the eyes of the Qian family this time, he only discussed with Qian Dai last night how to deal with this person, but today he is dead?

Qian Yue was a little depressed in his heart.

But there is a bit of vitality...... If the person who was undefeated in the fight with Fei Poyue and this force that killed the Shadow Sword fought with each other, then there was still a chance for their Qian Mansion to turn around, so the expression on his face relaxed a little, and even a smile appeared.

As for those who unleashed their hostility at this time, he didn't really have much to worry about.

Because he knew that in addition to his father, there was a second six-grade master in this Qian Mansion.

This is the secret son of the Qian Mansion, and it is also the confidence of the Qian family to dare to gamble!

At this moment, he saw a trace of horror on the face of the young man opposite, as if he recalled the bloody scene he had just seen, the Adam's apple moved up and down, and his pupils were a little distracted, and after a few breaths, Fang regained his spirit, but his face was already pale, he glanced at him, shook his head, and said with great difficulty:

"The subordinates didn't dare to look at it...... So, I don't know who that person is. ”

Qian Dai was keenly aware of the words in the young man's words, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said:

"The man?"

Could it be that Shadow Sword was killed one-on-one?

Why is he so stupid?

The young man laughed miserably and said:

"Yes, there's only one person."

"That one person picked hundreds of martial artists, among them, in addition to the shadow sword, there was another master of the middle and third grades, all of whom were pierced with a big hole, and they couldn't die anymore!"

"Just one person!"

The smile on Qian Yue's face stiffened for a moment.

Outside the gate of the Qian Mansion.

The surrounding warriors separated a passage from the inside out, and Qian Dai, who was dressed in a foreign uniform, walked out slowly, holding the ink knife in his hand obliquely, faintly seemed to attract the strangeness around him, which was quite extraordinary, he stood in front of all the martial artists, and felt the slightly rapid breathing sound of the good hands around him.

But he wasn't much worried.

Because he could feel that his true 'confidence' had appeared, and now it was not far behind him, and with their familiarity, he could even feel the small and long groan produced when the scimitar was unsheathed, the blade trembled, and when it rubbed against the scabbard.

So he lost the last worry in his heart, and with a warm smile on his face again, he looked at the man who was walking slowly in front of him, who was wearing a lightly armored battle robe, holding a spear obliquely in his right hand, and the spear was accompanied by footsteps, and lightly touched the ground with a crisp sound.

When Qian Dai's eyes fell on the slightly bloodstained face, he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart.

Cloud-swallowing gunman, Gongsun Jing!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the door, Qian Yue and the young man ran out of the inner mansion, pushed away the warriors who were blocking the front, and ran to Qian Dai's side, Qian Yue grabbed his father's arm holding the knife, and said:

"Wait a minute, Dad!"

And the young man ran to the street, looked over there, as if he had seen the evil ghost of Shura, his face turned pale instantly, he staggered two steps back, sat down directly on the ground, his legs even trembled slightly, turned his head, glanced at Qian Yue, his lips opened slightly, but he couldn't speak at all.

Qian Yue's face was also a little pale, and the reaction of the young man in front of him was the best answer.

He leaned into Qian Dai's ear and whispered.

Qian Dai's face gradually changed, as if a big stone had smashed on the water, and he didn't regain his original calmness, and finally he almost couldn't hold the knife tightly, but at this time, Qian Yue's voice suddenly stopped, Qian Dai raised his eyes, and saw his son's face pale and his eyes widened, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

Qian Dai followed his son's line of sight, and saw that on the other side of the street, a figure with a spear in his hand was walking slowly, his hair tied into a high ponytail, tied with an iron ring, hanging behind him, holding a spear in his right hand, walking slowly.

No explanation is required.

Just from Qian Yue's reaction, he could guess that the young man who looked a few years younger than his son was probably the undefeated martial artist who fought with the old man for thirty times.

One left and one right, two good hands slowly approached.

These two people walked very slowly, but because of what they had just done, the sense of oppression brought by it made Qian Dai feel that his breathing was a little difficult, and this feeling was only felt when he was a teenager, when he went out to experience and encountered a colorful tiger.

The comer is not good!

In my mind, one thought after another emerged, constantly born and died, looking for vitality.

It is impossible to fight.

If these two are provoked, if it is not good, the Qian Mansion can be removed from the martial arts in Xiding Prefecture.

Qian Dai's forehead was uncontrollably oozing fine sweat, and he finally chose the same idea as his son - it was precisely because of the two tigers that there was a glimmer of life, he looked at the young man on the left who could fight with the grandmaster, and then looked at the right, the famous Cloud Swallowing Spear that had just killed two six-rank masters, and secretly struggled.

Like a gambler with red eyes who loses, the time to bet is gradually lost.

The footsteps grew closer.

Finally, Qian Dai made up his mind, the five fingers of his right hand were released, the ink knife fell to the ground, and fell into the ground, screaming in a low voice, and a warm and bright smile appeared on his face, and he bowed to the right, to the famous man in the rivers and lakes holding a spear, and said with a smile:

"Gongsun Gang Leader!"

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time...... I don't know why I have this spare time today, come to me, hahaha......"

His posture was very low, so low that he didn't look like a six-rank martial artist, but he found that Gongsun Jing hadn't looked at him at all, and he didn't squint past him, Qian Dai was slightly stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

His eyes widened subconsciously.

In his sight, the six-rank master who had just killed a hundred enemies and a river of blood, that spear in one hand, was terrifying, and he slashed two Cloud Swallowing Spearmen of the same level with a shock in his right hand, and plunged the spear into the ground.

The spear trembled, and the ground cracked.

Then he raised his right hand, stroked his left fist, and bowed down violently.

"Subordinate, I've seen the young master!"

There was a dead silence in the room.

In the third year of Dayuan, the Giant Whale Gang of the original Beiwuzhou gang crossed the mountains and rivers, attacked the 27th Company Gang Station, and then annexed the Xidingzhou Tanfu, the original Tanfu forces rebelled, and it stopped in one day, so far the Giant Whale Gang sat in the northwest Shuangzhou, such as the tiger standing in Cangshan, its momentum has become, and it will be swept down in the near future.

———— "The Secret Record of the Great Qin Criminal Department: Fufeng Scroll"

Ah Liu hung his wrist and lifted the pen and closed the scroll.

Hearing the screams of Bing Hongcai from the Criminal Department, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he took a sip again, his face was slightly contemplative, and he put the secret record of the Criminal Department that had just been written in his hand back to its original position, with a small mark on it, and it would be sent to the county town by a special warrior tomorrow, and then one day, to Tianjing, the capital of Great Qin.

After thinking about it, Fu walked to another shelf, took out a secret file, and unfolded it, with names that were enough to shake the ground.

Picking up the pen and dipping it in ink, Ah Liu started in a blank space and wrote a new line.

Identity - Lord of the Whale

Record - Fierce battle with Fufeng Grandmaster Xiding Fei Poyue, 34 undefeated, coerced the general trend, oppressed the Qian Mansion, and made it defeated without a fight.

Name –

The pen in Ah Liu's hand paused slightly, and recalled the news released by the Giant Whale Gang today, thinking of what he saw today, the heavy and domineering marksmanship, and subconsciously used enough strength.

On top of the dossier, two rather sharp handwriting appeared.

Win Lie.

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