Fear, despair, and the inability to control their fate are the norm for the poor in Canglan City.

Hu Weiwu is a warrior who is obsessed with swords, his realm is not high, he is over half a hundred years old but only has the skills of his early twenties.

But he likes to show off and show off his strength, and he spends money to let poor people who don't know martial arts come to compete with him, and twenty years of skill is more than enough to bully and play with ordinary people.

"Poof."

A young man was beaten by Hu Weiwu and flew far away and rolled on the ground a few times.

There is no suspense in the head-on battle between the warrior and the mortal, but the poor people of Canglan City do not know the true ability of the warrior.

Hu Weiwu offered a very high price for the competition, as long as he could win him, he would not have to worry about food for a year, which was really a fatal temptation for the poor people in Canglan City.

Therefore, poor people continue to come to Hu Mansion and lose their lives in vain.

"Hey, are you dead?"

A subordinate of Hufu walked up to the young man lying on the ground and kicked him, but the young man did not move at all, not knowing whether he was dead or unconscious.

"Sir, he's unconscious." The subordinate reported to Hu Weiwuyu.

"Yes...... Then throw him out. Hu Weiwu put down the sword in his hand, he had exercised enough.

"Yes, sir."

Several subordinates threw the young man out of the gate of Hu's house.

"Look, someone has been killed by the old man of the Hu family again."

"It's horrible."

Pedestrians on the streets point their fingers, but only by pointing their fingers.

Of course, killing people is not allowed in the laws of the northern country, but the emperor of Canglan City is far away, coupled with the phenomenon of "making friends" between court officials and the rich, it is up to them to decide whether they break the law or not.

The subordinates of the Hu family once again put up the sign challenging the master at the door, and included two years of food! It seems that Hu Weiwu has increased his remuneration again.

No sooner had the sign been erected than a masked man stepped forward.

The masked man takes off his hood, revealing a young face.

It turned out to be Ye Lingyun!

"What are you going to do?" The Hu family asked.

Although the poor people who came to fight the lord did not practice martial arts, their bodies were all five big and three thick, and they looked very capable of fighting, after all, the prestige of the lord Who has not heard of the poor people in the entire Canglan City? Where do ordinary people dare to come to fight?

But the young man in front of him was neither majestic nor towering, just the same size as an ordinary person, and even the young man he had just thrown out who didn't know whether to live or die was stronger than the young man in front of him.

"Naturally, I'm here to fight." Ye Lingyun said.

"Fighting? You? The Hu family looked disdainful.

"Yes, me." Ye Lingyun smiled.

"Hehe, I think you'd better go home early, don't be too self-conscious." The Hu family persuaded Ye Lingyun to leave.

He didn't stop him from going to death because he pitied the young man in front of him, if he found such a weak opponent for Hu Weiwu, Hu Weiwu wouldn't kill himself?

"Believe me, I'm here to fight." Ye Lingyun also took a few steps forward.

"Alas, get out, don't dwell on it." The Hu family hurriedly prepared to close the door.

Call!

Wind! Ye Lingyun is gone! The Hu family was also stunned, why did the young man who was still in front of him suddenly disappear?

A hand suddenly put on the shoulder and neck of the Hu family, and the Hu family's back was cold.

He's behind him!

Poof.

There was a sharp pain in the neck, and the Hu family members covered their necks and retreated.

"You ......"

As soon as he had said a word, he could no longer feel his tongue, and then his jaw and face were all unconscious.

The Hu family fell, and Ye Lingyun closed the door of the Hu family.

There is a small mechanism on the ring on Ye Lingyun's left hand, so that a small thorn can pop out on the side of the ring against the palm of his hand, and Ye Lingyun added poison to the thorn.

However, this is just a very strong paralyzing toxin, although it is not fatal, but it has great damage to the nerves of the human body, and the poison spreads from the face, maybe this descendant of the Hu family will not be able to make expressions in the next life.

……

Hu Weiwu was sipping tea in the hall, but a figure slowly walked towards the hall.

Hu Weiwu noticed the young man.

"Who are you? How did you get in? ”

"You've put up a sign outside." Ye Lingyun said.

"Oh, it's for two years of food." Hu Weiwu said.

"You can think of it that way." Ye Lingyun said.

Hu Weiwu was a little surprised, what surprised him was not the appearance of this young man, but the subordinate who was used to receive the challenger, why wasn't he together?

"Alright, you can wait here until I finish my tea."

Hu Weiwu planned to continue tasting tea, he was just about to go to get the teacup, but he didn't expect the teacup to explode directly, and porcelain fragments and tea were spilled all over the ground.

Hu Weiwu saw it, and it was a stone that flew over and smashed the teacup.

This young man did it!

Although it is only a stone, it is so accurate, so powerful, and so fast, that ordinary people can't do it.

"You're a martial artist?" Hu Weiwu was a little surprised.

"Yes." Ye Lingyun responded.

Hu Weiwu jumped back and pulled out the sword hanging on the wall.

The young man in front of him is only twenty years old, and his skills should not exceed twenty years, and he can fight.

"Hehe, little doll, if it's ten years later, maybe you can still be my opponent." Hu Weiwu said.

Ye Lingyun didn't talk nonsense with him, he directly ran his true qi, and used his pace technique to quickly approach Hu Weiwu.

"Come!"

Hu Weiwu mainly practiced powerful attack martial arts, and the sword slashed down vertically, with great strength, Ye Lingyun took out a dagger and slashed it horizontally.

Bang!

With the crisp sound of metal colliding, Ye Lingyun took two steps back.

"Hey, hey, come again!"

Hu Weiwu knew that this young man was invincible to him head-on, so his confidence increased greatly and he pursued the victory.

Hu Weiwu stepped forward with a lunge, and it was another horizontal slash.

Ye Lingyun dodged back.

Without giving Ye Lingyun a chance to breathe, Hu Weiwu pursued again.

Ye Lingyun continued to dodge.

After a few rounds, Ye Lingyun didn't make any more attacks, he just kept dodging.

"Huhuhu, you can really hide." Panting heavily, Hu Weiwu was tired of swinging his knife.

"Look at the palm of your hand." Ye Lingyun said suddenly.

"What?"

Hu Weiwu subconsciously glanced at his palm.

A pitch black mass the size of an egg!

He wiped the black ball, it wasn't dirty, it was black inside the palm of his hand! I'm poisoned!

Ye Lingyun's martial arts are mainly auxiliary, and in terms of strength, Ye Lingyun can't win against Hu Weiwu, but his attack methods are deadlier than all martial arts.

Ye Lingyun sprinkled the poison powder on the surface of the dagger, and when the weapons collided just now, the poison powder on the dagger had already sprinkled Hu Weiwu with inertia, and the body had been poisoned Hu Weiwu didn't know it, and with a lot of movement, the poison spread faster.

Calculate the timing, it's almost there.

"Poof."

Hu Weiwu spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

"This ...... This, this, this...... Save me...... Save me......" Hu Weiwu knelt in front of Ye Lingyun and begged.

"It is not a pity for the moths of the north to die." Ye Lingyun said.

Today, he will use the life of this northern moth to take a step in his great cause.