solved the Su family's painted skin ghost, and Su Youhao, the head of the Su family, thanked him and gave a large amount of financial gifts as a thank you.

Fang Yue was not polite to this big family, and accepted the silver ticket, and it was inconvenient to carry other things, so he declined.

After leaving Longcheng County, where the Su family's compound was located, Fang Yue immediately rushed to the second mission point.

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When the grass grows and the warbler flies, the climate is warm and comfortable.

"The next stop is Linghe County, which is next door to Longcheng County."

Fang Yue was wearing a green shirt with a sword hanging from his waist, and rode a gray horse on the road slowly.

He walked on the official road of the county seat, and he could often see other pedestrians on the road.

To the back, the further you go to the suburbs, the fewer pedestrians there are.

At sunset in the evening, Fang Yue went to a small village in the surrounding area under the jurisdiction of Linghe County.

"Rest in this village for one night, and then go to Linghe County tomorrow."

Fang Yue thought in his heart, turned over and dismounted, and led the horse towards the village.

As soon as he entered the village, Fang Yue realized that something was wrong, there were actually many warriors with blades in the village.

Rough estimates put it in the hundreds.

They are divided into several groups.

Judging by their appearance, they should have been in the village for several days, and it seems that they are waiting for something.

Fang Yuejin Village, those martial artists all looked at him vigilantly, with an unkind look on their faces.

A group of fierce warriors walked out and blocked Fang Yue's way.

"Boy, where did you come from? I don't know whether I live or die, and I dare to come to get a piece of the pie. ”

Among this group of martial artists, the leader was a strong man with a high nose and a wide mouth, holding his hands, looking at Fang Yue and sneering and saying, with a contemptuous attitude.

Fang Yue's exposed martial arts cultivation is at the level of an acquired martial artist.

Judging from the feelings of others, although it is difficult to accurately identify the cultivation in the state of not using their hands, it is generally an acquired cultivation, and it is not an innate grandmaster, and it can still be felt.

Fang Yue didn't pay attention to this group of martial artists who were blocking the way, but glanced at the other martial artists all over the village.

Obviously, he sensed several Innate Grandmaster-level martial artists.

In such a small village, hundreds of martial artists are concentrated, and among the hundreds of martial artists, there are actually several innate grandmasters.

Fang Yue pondered for a while, combined with the recent events in Yannan Mansion, and guessed the possible reasons for this.

That's the Martial Saint cheats.

In other words, it is likely that in this village, there will be a martial saint cheat, which will attract so many martial artists to entrench in the village.

The strong man and warrior who was blocking the road suddenly became a little angry when he saw Fang Yue ignoring him.

What's more, the other martial artists are watching, if they can't even clean up the guy in front of him who looks weak, what face will they have to snatch from so many people.

"Boy, a little tempered, enough to drag, then let Lao Tzu try how many catties you have, and dare to run to mix."

The strong man warrior said, with a little sly smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to grab Fang Yue.

The warriors sitting or standing next to them all turned their eyes to this side, waiting to see the excitement.

"Do you think Wu Manyi, a reckless man, can take care of this newcomer?"

"Wu Manyi is the peak martial artist of the day after tomorrow, that new kid seems to be just a martial artist of the acquired realm, how can he be able to defeat Wu Manyi."

"Haha, I think so too, although Wu Manyi is arrogant and annoying, but his strength is not to be said, among the martial artists in our acquired realm, he is definitely first-class."

"Wu Manyi is definitely a strong opponent, he has infinite strength, and he has the cultivation of the peak of the day after tomorrow, he starts a madness, ordinary innate grandmaster masters, he dares to fight."

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Looking at the lively martial artists, there were many discussions, but there was no doubt that they were not optimistic about Fang Yue.

Everyone waited for Wu Manyi to clean up Fang Yue, watch a lively scene, and relieve boredom.

Wu Manyi smiled evilly, and reached out to grab Fang Yue, imagining that he was going to pinch this new boy who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky, and make him kneel and beg for mercy.

But the next moment, the cruel smile on Wu Manyi's face froze.

Because of his big palm, he was lightly pinched by the other party's wrist.

Although it was said that he took advantage of the convenience of surprise, he couldn't react at all, so he was pinched by his wrist, and the opponent's strength was not simple.

At this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger, and although Wu Manyi felt bad, he couldn't stop easily.

But compared to strength, he is still not afraid.

Wu Man shouted angrily, his muscles bulged, and he struggled hard.

However, no matter how he gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, his face was flushed, and his wrist that was pinched struggled for a long time, but he didn't move at all.

Fang Yue's palm suddenly tightened, and Wu Manyi's bones cracked.

Wu Manyi's face turned pale in pain, and cold sweat poured down.

Fang Yue led the horse with one hand, pinched Wu Manyi's wrist with the other, and said indifferently: "You are gathered in this village, but for the Martial Saint Secret Book?"

As soon as the words "Martial Saint Cheats" came out, as if they had a powerful magic power, even the martial artists who were originally in the distance and were careless about the excitement here also cast their eyes on it.

"If you already know, why ask?" A voice rang out from the other side of the pile.

The one who spoke was a middle-aged warrior with a hooked nose, a fierce momentum, and sharp eyes.

He didn't hide his cultivation, he was an innate grandmaster.

In addition to him, next to him, there were also two martial artists, whose breath was obscure, and there was no doubt that they were also innate grandmasters.

In other words, among their bunch of people, there were three Innate Grandmasters.

Coupled with dozens of acquired martial artists, this is almost the largest force among hundreds of martial artists.

They were all warriors from Leizhou, and the reckless man Wu Manyi who came out to stop Fang Yue was also from their group.

Fang Yue bowed his head. Glancing at the middle-aged martial artist who spoke, his eyes were like lightning, and said, "You are the head of this group of people?" This guy came out to stop me, did you instruct it? ”

The middle-aged warrior with a hooked nose was silent for a moment and said, "No." However, he is also a warrior of our Leizhou, and please ask Your Excellency to give us a few faces, let him make amends, and let him go. ”

The crowd was in an uproar, which was a disguised retreat.

This group of warriors in Leizhou, relying on the strength of the crowd, has been in the village for a few days, but they are very arrogant and domineering, and they have always been rampant.

Like today, Wu Manyi was restrained, and the martial artists on the Leizhou side should rush up and force Fang Yue to apologize, so as to conform to their consistent style in the past few days.

"Leizhou, their gang actually backed down like this?"

"This is not very normal, Wu Manyi is the peak martial artist of the day after tomorrow, and his strength is infinite, but he was easily restrained by the young man dressed as a scholar, what kind of cultivation that young man is, it is not very obvious."

"That's right, this is also an innate grandmaster, and how young is a young innate grandmaster. The warriors on the Leizhou side probably don't want to make trouble. ”

Not to mention the other martial artists, even the martial artists on the Leizhou side were also a little surprised by their leader's words.

However, among the martial artists on Leizhou's side, no one dared to refute the words of the middle-aged martial artist with a hooked nose.

This hook-nosed middle-aged martial artist, named Zhao Knocklin, is a late-congenital martial artist, strong and domineering.

As soon as Zhao knocked on the news, everyone looked at Fang Yue, waiting for the young scholar's reaction.

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