There was a dead silence in the room.

Even Wang Anfeng noticed a chill in the back of his neck, and his heart was full of vigilance, before this long sword appeared, he had not noticed the slightest sign, and its speed was like a swift wind, if it came towards his vital point, it would be difficult to dodge by himself, his body couldn't help but tense, and the internal force originally instilled was also a little reserved.

Who is the comer, an enemy or a friend?

Although Wei Qi's face was expressionless, his brows furrowed slightly, and he noticed that the opponent's internal force had retreated slightly, and he did not rush to attack, but tacitly withdrew the internal force into his body, and his heart was more vigilant than Wang Anfeng.

The stiff rich merchant over there, although he looked like a submissive man, but his own martial arts were not weak at all, otherwise it would be impossible for the sect to take care of the city's transactions, and he was actually smashed by a sword The weapon in his hand was torn apart, and his clothes were torn apart.

It's just that the people who came here were afraid that this place was the county town of Daqin, and they didn't want to overdo things, so they showed mercy to their subordinates, otherwise where would they still have their lives?

Both of them had regained their internal strength, and the mace, which was used as the medium for the internal force, lost its strength, and fell to the ground when it landed, shattering with a soft thud, and could no longer maintain its original appearance, turning into large pieces of broken iron.

The side of the mace had already become rounded, as if it had been burned in the fire, while on Wang Anfeng's side, it gradually turned into fine fragments, as if it had been violently smashed, and it did not become its original appearance.

It was just a sword, and the tense situation was broken.

The two wrestlers who were still intact were full of remorse in their hearts, and they couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere, they glanced left and right, turned around and ran directly, and only ran a few steps, they were smashed by a black shadow between their waists and abdomen, and they screamed miserably, and the three of them were like rolling gourds on the ground, and they rolled back to their original positions.

Everyone present looked fixedly, only to see that the black shadow was a man with a negative sword in a strong suit, who had passed out at this time, looking at his dress, it was with Wei Qi and the others, the latter's expression changed slightly, and he only understood at this time.

His own arrangement should be on the left and right sides, three people on one side, two wrestlers in front, and a warrior in the back, but there is only one side but one person is missing, only two wrestlers, just now I had doubts, at this time I saw this person Fang knew that it was obviously robbed halfway, and my face couldn't help but be slightly cold.

Although he didn't know the depth of the other party's strength, he refused to bow his head in momentum, and at that moment he pulled out the hammer on his back with his right hand and smashed it on the ground.

"I don't know which sect it is, it's sneaky, you might as well draw a line and compare it."

The voice just fell, from that distance, suddenly another afterimage swept by, Wang Anfeng was a little on tiptoe, like a catkins, floating aside, avoiding this majestic sword shadow, but Na Weiqi refused to retreat, his eyes lit up, he snorted, held the handle of the heavy hammer with both hands, and smashed it forward.

Like smashing the iron felt, the hammer and the sword collided together, when the vigor was vigorous, Wei Qi snorted, took half a step back, and the tiger's mouth of his hands seemed to be cut by a sharp sword, although he had never seen blood, but the sting was unbearable, even he couldn't help but tremble slightly, at this time, if Wang Anfeng made up a sword, his hammer method would inevitably not be able to exert seventy percent of his strength, and he could only flee in embarrassment.

And the afterimage was hammered by this one, showing its original appearance when it landed, it turned out to be a sheathed long sword, extremely simple, except for the hilt of the sword There is a moment of jade beads, the luster is soft, and it is inserted upside down on the ground at this time.

When Wei Qi saw this sword, his expression changed slightly, and he said:

"Tongchen Sword, Weiming Sect ......"

Just when he said the name of the sword, suddenly a crisp bell rang, and from the mouth of the alley, a gray donkey stepped out, as if it was already there when Wang Anfeng and the two fought, and walked over leisurely.

There was a young man in white half-lying on it, with a jade crown and tied hair, riding this donkey upside down, bent on his left knee, holding a scroll of Taoist scriptures in his right hand.

Just because the enemy and the enemy were unknown at this time, the right hand was raised, and it was already held on the hilt of the long sword.

In the direction that the two of them had never seen, the Taoist priest yawned lazily, looked sleepy-eyed, and muttered a few words as if reluctantly, but he lifted his spirit, stretched out his arms, stretched his waist, and before seeing how he exerted his strength, he had already risen up.

The clothes are flying, like the presence of immortals, not inferior to the dance of the white crane, idle and free, eyes lazy, low chanting, said:

"A Thousand Mountains...... Twilight turns into snow, and thousands of paths disappear ......"

A word fell, it was a step into the air, the quatrain chanted, the figure had appeared next to the long sword, one hand of the Tao Sutra, the other hand held the sword, the hair bun was slightly scattered, but there was no gaffe, only free and uninhibited arbitrariness, rushing to the face, one person, one sword, one scroll of the Tao Sutra, he had already led the surrounding eyes to himself, looked at Wei Qi in front of him, and chuckled:

"This brother of the Fire Refining Sect has a great ability to kill people on the street."

Wei Qi looked indifferent, knowing that he could not do anything at this time, he put the hammer on his back and said:

"It's not as easy as Brother Dao's fisherman's profit."

Mu Shanxue smiled, didn't care about the thorn in the words, and said slowly:

"I've seen the patrol coming this way."

"I don't know if the Great Elder of your Sect can eat and defeat General Yuwen Ze's ten moves?"

Wei Qi sneered when he heard this, stopped speaking, and turned to look at Wang Anfeng, who was holding the sword in his right hand, and saw the three-inch sword body with the scabbard drawn out of the latter's hand, his eyes showed a look of indulgence, and he suddenly spoke:

"Your wooden sword, are you willing to sell me?"

"If you are willing, you can make a bid, I Weiqi has nothing to say, and if I disturb you today, I can also come to the door in person and ask for the guilt."

Wang Anfeng didn't have a good impression of this young man, but said:

"This sword was given by the division commander."

Wei Qi shook his head and said:

"I see."

His voice paused slightly, and he spoke again:

"This sword, when it enters my fire refining gate to help the wind on the list of famous weapons, the rivers and lakes are stormy, and I hope that the young man will be careful."

The voice fell, turned around and left, the pace was still as steady as a tiger, not weaker than others, even if it was Wang Anfeng, hesitated, he still didn't know how to leave it, so he could only let it leave.

At this time, Mu Shanxue held the Taoist Sutra in his left hand, behind him, and his right hand was on the sword grid, and with a slight pick, in the sound of clanging, the sword roared out of its sheath, spun around in the air, and fell into the hands of this Taoist priest, raised the sword and pointed directly at Wei Qi, and said:

"Wait."

Wei Qi looked back sideways, his expression was cold, and said:

"I don't know what else the Taoist chief has to say?"

Mu Shanxue shook her head, laughed, and said:

"I can't talk about advice."

"However, Poor Dao learned from your subordinates before that you are going to besiege the library guard here, and it just so happens that I have two points of friendship with the library guard, which is considered an old friend, and I will not let you take people away like this, not to mention that the library guard himself is a person in the palace, you are rash and rash, are you not afraid of causing a big disaster?"

In the words, as if he was very familiar with the book keeper, Wei Qi snorted, raised his hand and pointed at Mu Shanxue, and then shifted to Wang Anfeng, and sneered:

"Interesting, interesting."

"In this world, there are old friends who meet and don't know each other, and the rivers and lakes are so big, it's really strange."

After sneering twice, he didn't care about Mu Shanxue, who was slightly stiff over there, nor Wang Anfeng, who looked weird, and left by himself, Mu Shanxue coughed twice, and turned to look at the blue-clothed young man who had given him two meatloaf before, even though his face had always been thick, he only felt embarrassed at the moment.

Although he had gone to the store to inquire before, but what the store said was just that he was pleasant, if he had a daughter, he would definitely want to marry him.

And this time, because he had seen Wang Anfeng before, he subconsciously classified him as an innocent person who was inadvertently involved in this matter, and he didn't think about it for a while.

In fact, he had never left the sect to walk the rivers and lakes before, although he recognized Wei Qi's martial arts path and knew that he was born in the Fire Refining Sect, but he didn't know what the latter's internal strength attainments were.

At this time, he was embarrassed, turned his hand and put the saber back into the scabbard, touched his nose, looked to the side, and said with a dry smile:

"And thank you to the little brother for the two meatloaf last time."

Wang Anfeng shook his head and said:

"This Dao Chief, is there something going on?"

In a word, Mu Shanxue opened her mouth, simply stopped expiring, and nodded:

"It's not a secret, in the next descent this time, there is indeed something I want to consult the library keeper in detail."

Wang Anfeng said:

"Under the surname Wang, the name is An Feng, and the Taoist chief must no longer be called a book collector, huh...... It's not suitable for a long talk here, and it's not too far from my school palace, so why don't you go there? ”

Mu Shanxue's face was overjoyed when she heard this, and she said:

"It's as good as it gets."

After saying that, he whistled, the donkey walked over slowly, Mu Shanxue patted the donkey's back, and lay down comfortably, only to notice that he was not alone at this time, he laughed dryly, and said:

"Do you want to come up, little brother Wang?"

Wang Anfeng saw that although he was invited, his face was full of pain, he shook his head with a smile, and turned to look in the direction where Wei Qi and the others left, with a slight smile and a slightly calm expression on his face.

After the young man fought against himself, he was able to make a hard move with Mu Shanxue without showing his advantage, which shows the high level of his martial arts. And with such martial arts, when he attacked himself, he completely ignored the face of the master and secretly attacked him, which was really a terrible opponent.

It is completely different from the enemy he faced before, and his mind is here, not because of the secret sigh in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's a master."

"This person's martial arts must be above me."

…………………………………………

In another place, Wei Qi strode along, and the rich merchant followed him, when suddenly a palm landed on his shoulder, and the spirit shivered.

Just thinking that Wei Qi was going to punish himself, he failed to make a move at the first time, but the palm of his hand did not exert force, but just put it on his shoulder, and he had doubts in his heart, so he heard Wei Qi say in a low voice:

"Go ......"

Walk? Where to go?

The rich merchant was puzzled, but he saw Wei Qi's face pale, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes became more and more gloomy, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his teeth, and he said word by word:

"Go, go back, spring, hall."

When the voice came out, it involved the internal force in the chest and abdomen, and he couldn't help coughing up blood, his breath was sluggish, his face was pale, and he lost his original awe-inspiring and domineering majesty.

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