On the morning of the second day, Ma Xie broke up with Lu Lin and others. Lu Lin's employer was waiting for him in Stone City, and after handing over the dart goods, he was about to continue south, so he said goodbye to Ma Xie. The little boy followed closely behind Lu Lin, looking at Ma Xie curiously, obviously Ma Xie was deeply impressed by him, while the little girl kept looking at other places, never looking at Ma Xie.

Bidding farewell to Lu Lin, Ma Xie searched for the City Lord's Mansion according to the address given by He Wen'an. In fact, you don't need a map at all, in Stone City, as long as you keep walking towards the center, you will come to the City Lord's Mansion.

The Castle Lord's Mansion is the largest building in Stone City, right in the very center of Stone City. At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion stood several guards dressed in gray, and there was also a drunk man who was on the stone platform at the gate.

Ma Xie walked over, and two guards stopped him: "Who is it, why did you come, if you complain, you will come back the day after tomorrow." A soldier said lazily.

"I'm looking for Brother He to ask Brother He. Ma Xie replied.

The soldier looked at Ma Xie: "What are you looking for He Wen'an for, he will not be in the mansion, you can either wait for him here!"

Ma Xie said bluntly: "He Wen'an asked me to come, saying that he wanted to introduce me to the city lord." ”

As soon as Ma Xie said this, the person sleeping on the stone platform jumped up. Only then did Ma Xie see that this person was nine feet tall, and his hands were extremely long, so he stepped in front of Ma Xie in one step, and said to the two guards: "He is right, He Wen'an has reported this matter to the city lord yesterday afternoon. ”

The two guards knew that this strange man was the door of the city lord, and they didn't say anything before letting Ma Xie in, after all, the city lord had seen these strange guys in three days, and they had already seen it.

Ma Xie followed the tall man into the City Lord's Mansion, and as soon as he entered the door and bypassed the shadow wall, it was a pioneering venue, and there were many authors in it, and they were all dressed up as people from the rivers and lakes.

"My name is Tang Feihuai, your city lord already knows, I heard that there is a young man who can defeat two masters of the Purple Immortal Sect by himself, and all of us want to see it. After Tang Feihuai finished speaking, he shouted: "The young man Ma that He Wen'an said is here! If any of you are unconvinced, come and try the trick!"

Although Ma Xie was looking forward to fighting others, he never imagined that he would have to fight with others as soon as he entered the door.

Everyone on the field focused on Ma Xie, and Ma Xie also saw that in the darkness on the sidelines, several figures faintly came over.

"Little brother, are you using this sword?" said a diminutive man, who was dressed in a short shirt and held a firewood knife in his hand, although it was cold winter.

Ma Xie nodded, and the firewood knife was not far behind the broken sword.

The man didn't step forward, and a mockery came from behind him: "I said the giant spirit god, if you want to go up, why do you ask so much nonsense? ”

Ma Xie looked at it, and it was a tall red-haired Chinese character who spoke, but compared to the one next to him, he was small.

The giant spirit god glanced at him, rolled his eyes, and said, "It turned out to be Uncle Cut, since you have spoken, let you do it first!"

The Chinese character you are called "Uncle Chop" glanced at the giant spirit god, and pulled out a pair of double knives behind him, each with two ghost heads, one black and one white, on the hilt. Self-reported home: "Lao Tzu is the king of Zhang Shan, practicing the eighteen-way yin and yang ghost head knife, there are 14 souls under the knife, and he has seriously injured the elders of the famous Taixuanmen sect in Qindi!

Ma Xie didn't understand much when he heard it, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "I studied under the old white ape, and I practiced the swordsmanship taught by the master, and I killed three people, and it's over." ”

Cutting King Zhang Shan sneered when he heard this, and secretly said in his heart What kind of thing did He Wen'an find, killing three people and publicizing it here, I have to teach him a good lesson today.

That Zhang Shan didn't say much, the two ghost head knives put on a posture, and shouted at Ma Xie: "Come on!"

The people around gathered to see where the boy came from.

This eighteen-way yin and yang ghost head knife has a great origin, it was created by the elders of a major sect in Western Qin, although the name has a reckless spirit, but it is indeed an authentic family.

The eighteen-way knife method is divided into Yin Nine Road and Yang Nine Road, which is said to have evolved from the Taiji Liangyi Sword Method, with two big swords both offensive and defensive, sometimes yin and sometimes yang, and there are many changes. Although this Zhang Shan has not yet practiced to the realm of Dacheng's "Yin and Yang Mutuality", it already has a kind of meaning of combining rigidity and softness, and intertwining yin and yang.

Ma Xie is also the first time to see such a well-founded knife technique, this person is obviously not at the same level as the three people he killed before, sure enough, how to ask An said, most of the city lord's doormen are charlatans, but there are so many good hands, but they are all among the best in the rivers and lakes, obviously this Zhang Shan is one of them.

The two ghost-headed broadswords are like two evil ghosts seeking their lives, constantly changing and staggering, slashing towards the vital point of the horse evil. Although Zhang Shan's strength is not as fierce as the two big men yesterday, this ghost-headed knife is indeed much more difficult to deal with than yesterday's steel whip. Many people around looked at the two people in the field, and a few began to whisper.

Many of them praised Zhang Shan's sword skills and refinement, but they were also amazed by this young man. One advance and one retreat actually have a full famous demeanor, I saw that although Ma Xie was constantly dodging, the long sword occasionally stabbed out, which was the flaw of Zhang Shan's knife technique, so Zhang Shan's yin and yang two knives could not penetrate one breath, and the power was much less.

Zhang Shan is also more and more anxious, seeing that the eighteen-way sword technique has been used in the fifteenth way, is it necessary to do it all over again? Although this young man was forced to retreat by him, he obviously had spare strength, and the swordsmanship he made was something he had never seen in his life, and the long sword stabbed out several times pointed directly at his vital point, and his body was already scarred, could it be that this young man had ever seen this sword technique?

Zhang Shan didn't dare to think about it, so he simply resorted to the last knife technique, and wanted to fight with Ma Xie to break the net. I saw Zhang Shan holding two big knives and waving them like a whirlwind, and the two ghost heads, one black and one white, gradually intertwined together.

"Yin and yang are intertwined!" Zhang Shan shouted in one breath.

Ma Xie saw the black and white sword light coming to his face, and he was secretly happy in his heart, he was waiting for this opportunity. He used his internal force, his long sword shook, stabbed forward, and then his whole body rushed towards Zhang Shan's sword light like a meteor.

"Extraterrestrial meteors. Ma Xie said the name of this move lightly, this was the first sword technique he learned from the white ape.

Today, I, Ma Xie, want to rely on this sword technique to take your life and take the first step towards my fame! Ma Xie's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but rise up this heroic thought.

Zhang Shan's knife light was extinguished, his body stopped in the middle of the field, and after a few breaths, his knees slammed into the ground, leaving a trace of blood on his forehead.

"Zhang Shan is dead. "Someone was shocked.

Ma Xie saw the look in his eyes yesterday again, was it fear or hatred?

"Shouldn't I kill this person?" Ma Xie suddenly thought of a strange question.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, no one paid attention to Ma Xie, they were all checking Zhang Shan's wounds, Ma Xie was a little at a loss, he stood there with a sword.

"And then, what should I do?" asked Ma Xie again.

No one would answer him, Ma Xie's sword was perfect and chilled them, and many people were glad that it was not themselves who challenged him. Death and injury are common in the arena, and if both of them do their best, it can be regarded as a glorious death. But Ma Xie's sword of killing Zhang Shan, as long as anyone who practices martial arts, can see that it is no different from slaughtering a chicken, because Ma Xie has no knife wounds on his body, let alone knife wounds, and his clothes have not even been stained with a single bit of dust! Is such an opponent still called a fight? This is just a one-sided torture and killing.

"Why don't you ask An Cheng not to deceive me!" a loud voice came.

Ma Xie looked back and saw a short, dark fat man walking over. Those doormen surrounded one after another, bowing their heads and shouting respectfully, "Your Excellency, the city lord." ”