Qingfeng is a hidden sword sect.

The three white-clothed girls walked all the way with Wang Anfeng and others, and at this time they showed the strength of the famous family, and their posture was chic and soft, but they trapped and killed a seven-rank martial artist who licked blood from the knife edge, and the three green umbrellas were lit in the three big points around him, and the energy was shaken, and the rain curtain was lifted.

The man opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and his body swayed, and he fell straight into the mud.

The sound of the piano is cut off.

Wang Anfeng put his palm on the strings and trembled slightly.

Breathing a little rapidly, a feeling of immortality came to his mind, and a green umbrella was placed on top of his head, covering him from the rain.

Xue Qinshuang, who was dressed in white, was on his side, side by side with him, but his eyes didn't look at him, just looked at the man who was knocked out in front of him, and watched the green umbrella in the hands of the three Qingfeng girls open.

Many thoughts rolled in the girl's heart.

I wanted to reprimand him for why he was so crazy, almost dancing on the tip of a knife, and I wanted to ask him if he was hurt somewhere, or joke if he was afraid to reveal the matter for the time being.

But after all, he just stood beside him, covering him from the rain, three steps away, not showing intimacy, never staying away, never speaking.

The rain fell like a pour.

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It didn't take long to use Qingfeng to dissolve the sword formation and break the seven-rank martial artist of the wild way.

Before the arrival of the guards, Gong Yu and others had already entered the city.

There was not a single pedestrian on the streets of the city, as if it were an empty city, but through the cracks in the slightly open doors and windows, a pair of curious eyes could be seen, carefully looking at a few people.

In the eyes of people who have never practiced martial arts, they are no different from immortals, if they are in the county and state city, they have broad knowledge, naturally it is nothing, but Dingwu City is located in the middle of nowhere, and the people in the city do not see any martial arts masters all year round.

At this time, I was afraid and scared in my heart, and I wanted to see the demeanor of the master.

Gong Yu looked indifferent, holding a sword in front.

I found an inn, and when I was about to enter, I seemed to notice something, my footsteps paused slightly, I looked sideways, there seemed to be a cold light in my eyes, my eyes passed through a very long distance, and I saw a gray-clothed figure standing with his hands in his hands, and saw his gentle face, the surrounding rain curtain, heaven and earth, and the empty street seemed to turn into the background, dimmed, and only the man was the center of everything.

The man's expression was gentle, and he nodded at Gong Yu.

Although the latter's martial arts are extremely high, after all, as a disciple of the hidden sect, he does not often walk around the rivers and lakes, and he does not recognize who the other party is, but he knows that the strength of the other party is not inferior to his own, and he bows slightly, still cold, and turns around and steps into the inn, Wang Anfeng holds the purchased xylophone, and the rest of the people follow closely.

In the distance, under the attic, the man in gray touched his nose, and his face showed an interested look.

Fang Cai he was looking for the jade bead, but the speed of the light, how could he chase the ground with light skills, only after chasing a few steps has been lost, and then searched all over the city and did not find the slightest clue, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful and lost, and was thinking about how to explain to the jade pity, but he didn't want to see a good show.

A young man playing the piano under the city.

A woman in the void.

There was an admiring look on the man's face, but a faint and charming female voice came from behind him.

"So sir, I like such cold beauties......"

The man in gray smiled slightly, and suddenly felt a headache.

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In the inn.

Gong Yu and the others asked for a guest room, and the unconscious man was casually thrown on the ground.

Although the other party is fierce, but when they just fought, they were broken by the three Qingfeng disciples with swordsmanship and several big acupoints, and the internal force of the body has been discharged, at this time it is drowsy, it is really like a dead corpse, Gong Yu sat on the wooden chair, the rain outside did not seem to have the slightest effect on her, her eyebrows were cold, and she said:

"What's going on, tell me in detail."

The young man nodded, ran the internal force to evaporate the rain on his body, calmed down, and was just about to speak, Xue Qinshuang handed over a cup of hot tea on the side, Wang Anfeng thanked him in a low voice, took a sip and took a sip, and then felt a spicy breath into his throat, and then felt that his body was slightly warm, and the chill from the rain was dispelled, and he was slightly stunned, and when he looked down, he saw that there was chopped ginger in the middle of the tea, which was rising and falling.

Ginger flavor, pungent, slightly warm. Return to the lungs, spleen, and stomach meridians, and dispel cold.

Thinking of the records of the medicine scriptures in his mind, the young man's heart warmed slightly.

Pursing his lips, rubbing his hands around the teacup gently, Wang Anfeng opened his mouth calmly, without unnecessary embellishment, but just told everything he knew except for Ni Tianxing.

How to find Ping's father.

How did he detect that someone was tracking, but as for how to kill the two, he just passed it over, focusing on the information asked.

After that, how to avoid tracking, how to turn back and escape, and after finding that there was no way to escape, he decided to break the boat.

Tell it all in detail.

Although the language is plain, it is more real, all the warriors present are there, and anyone can see the hidden crisis, which can be called a thrilling sentence, but this young man has a calm expression at this time, and he slowly talks about it in the fragrance of tea, which seems to be normal.

The three Qingfeng disciples looked at the young man in a blue shirt.

In the mountain gate, they often listen to the stories of the rivers and lakes under the mountain told by their predecessors, and always imagine the demeanor of the young heroes of the rivers and lakes, and the stories told by the young people in front of them are more dangerous and exciting than the stories they have heard, and the people who are walking with them have also entered this story, and they may also be told by others in the future.

When I was on the mountain, I was the one who listened to the story, but after I came down the mountain, I became a character in the story.

I haven't prepared yet, and it's already a river and lake in a blink of an eye.

For a while, I felt like a dream, and my eyes looked at Wang Anfeng differently, and I didn't realize that I had lost my original cold and arrogant feelings, and a little recognition and curiosity appeared.

“……… That's the way it happened, and the seniors also knew what happened after that. ”

The boy's last words fell.

On the wooden chair, the chill on Gong Yu's face, which was already cold enough, became more and more cold.

The right hand was slightly raised, and the internal force was lucky, and a faint light appeared above the five fingers, condensing into a translucent tiny long sword, and the temperature of the entire room instantly decreased, and without seeing how to move, the tiny long sword turned into a stream of light, penetrating into the thirty-six main points around the unconscious man's body.

The body dissolved and integrated into the man's body.

Faintly, there seemed to be a sound of a long sword whistling, and the man screamed in pain, waking up from his coma, his face was confused first, and then he understood his situation at this time, and his complexion changed several times.

Gong Yu sat on the wooden chair and said indifferently:

"Say ...... it"

Although the man was captured, he was still stubborn, and when he heard this, he just sneered and said:

"Say? I am willing to lose the bet, and the uncle admits it. ”

"If you want to die, if you want me to say anything, it is absolutely impossible."

Gong Yu's expression remained unchanged, and the index finger of his right hand lightly tapped the tabletop, making a soft sound, and the sound of a sword roar rose in the man's body, as if all the blood and muscles around his body were cut by sharp blades, and the pain was unbearable, and suddenly his strength turned soft, like a quick knife to cut meat, first it was slightly cool, and only after a few breaths did the meaning of pain emerge, endlessly.

The man's expression changed suddenly, the green tendons on his face burst out, his body trembled because of the severe pain, his face was distorted for a while, and he was even more hideous, lying on the ground, hitting the ground with his head again and again, after a while, after all, he couldn't bear the pain that was almost like Ling Chi, and roared loudly, his voice was terrible, but it was covered by a layer of internal force, and he couldn't get it out, but because he only echoed in this room, he felt even more poignant.

Wang Anfeng's expression was a little stiff, while Xue Qinshuang's face was slightly pale.

By the time the sword whistle stopped, the man had fallen to the ground like a puddle of mud.

His face was pale and his expression was dazed, but his body was still spasming and trembling from time to time, and he muttered:

"I ...... I say. ”

"Only, just want to die quickly."

Gong Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he asked slowly, that person knew very little, and there was not much useful information at all, only that he belonged to a Jianghu Hall called 'White Tiger Hall', and was ordered to hunt down and kill, and after asking for a while, Gong Yu narrowed his eyes and said:

"Where are you now, subordinate?"

The man's face was slightly sluggish, as if he understood what Gong Yu meant, and laughed miserably.

But in the end, he did not hide it, told the inn where they were, closed his eyes, and said:

"Just ask for ...... Quick ......"

Before the sound landed, there was a sudden sound of sword roar in his body, and thirty-six sword lights burst out from his body, and the man couldn't even scream, so he was shrouded in the sword light, and in just one breath, he turned into an ice sculpture-like existence, and his vitality was gone.

PS: It's been on the shelves in the past two days, and there are a lot of friends who have rewarded, and the author's testimonial can't be put down at one time, take your time, and please bear with me.