Mo Tie returned to the location of the Chunshui Sword Sect and had two conversations with Madam Yu.

"Senior sister, I will temporarily withdraw from the Chunshui Sword Sect."

"Yes, if you come back, just say it."

Bai Lan was there, and Shen Xiyi hadn't woken up yet. Only then did Mo Tie know that Bai Lan was also the Holy Hand of Xinglin, but he couldn't say whether Shen Xiyi would wake up.

Entrusting Bai Lan to take care of Shen Xiyi, Mo Tie set off for Zhenjiang that night.

Before leaving, he took a few stainless steel long sticks from Lao He of the Qianzi room, and in the last battle of the platoon gang, he unexpectedly found that the iron rod was a sharp weapon for group warfare.

When Mo Tie was in a hurry, the well-informed Jianghu sects all understood part of the situation, and the most basic thing was that the killing god wanted to go to the helm of the Zhenjiang Dajiang League to kill people.

As for the reaction of the new ten major sects, what does Bai Lan, the "administrator" of the rivers and lakes, say, let's skip it for the time being.

Five days later, Mo Tie arrived in Zhenjiang County, Zhenjiang Prefecture, he didn't go fast, and many people from the rivers and lakes ran to Zhenjiang to wait first.

Mainly to give the real thief time - if he returns to the Great River League.

In the cold wind, he walked into the gate of Zhenjiang City, followed by an ordinary brown horse.

The smell of New Year in the streets is very strong, and the people do not know what is going to happen here, and they are living at their own pace.

The place of the Great River League is easy to find, just ask someone and you will know.

The magnificent plaque is engraved with the three words "Dajiang League", which is said to be the inscription of the famous Zhoushan master in Yangzhou.

Under the plaque are many disciples of the Dajiang League with serious expressions and nervous expressions, one by one holding swords, waiting for the battle.

At the front of the disciples was a young man, who was the son who followed Qi Fang to visit Mo Tie on the eve of the martial arts tea party.

"Qi Xiaotian, your father Qi Fang said that the murderer was you, do you have anything to say? If not, I'll do it. ”

Mo Tie carried the iron rod on his back, pulled out the embroidered spring knife, pointed at Qi Xiaotian and said.

If it weren't for Qi Fang's lie, Mo Tie would probably think that Qi Xiaotian was the murderer.

Handsome, cultivated, and good kung fu all meet the conditions he deduced.

Qi Xiaotian looked up at the sky, muttered something, and then shook his head and stopped talking.

Mo Tie was close, his ears were good, and he heard the words clearly.

"Can I exchange this small day for a big day?"

Although I don't understand what it means, it confirms Qi Fang's lie.

Mo Tie slowly approached and slowly placed the long knife on Qi Xiaotian's collarbone.

"Calling for the ...... of Laws and Laws"

Someone rode all the way to Mo Tie and Qi Xiaotian.

A man in an official uniform got off the horse, looked at the two of them with a frown, and said to Mo Tie in a cold voice: "This official Governor Zhenjiang, why are you, a thief, coercing others on the street?" ”

Mo Tie didn't even glance at the governor who came out, but said to Qi Xiaotian: "If you have any last words, you can say it now." ”

Qi Xiaotian looked at Mo Tie, shook his head, and said, "I have left a letter. ”

The governor of Zhenjiang saw the attitude of the two of them talking to themselves, and suddenly became angry.

"Bold ......"

Before he could finish his words, Mo Tie's knife swung down, Qi Xiaotian's body separated, and the blood splashed from his neck cavity sprayed the governor's face.

"Ahhh......h

The Governor screamed in horror, bewildered.

A disciple of the Great Jiang League came over with grief and indignation, carrying Qi Xiaotian's body inside, and Mo Tie noticed that a coffin had been prepared inside the gate.

"Eh, take it."

Mo Tie stopped the last disciple and handed him Qi Xiaotian's head.

The disciple took over and caught up with the man in front of him.

The cold wind was blowing, and the door of the general helm of the Great River League was full of disciples, and there were hundreds of people at a cursory glance, but none of them spoke, only when Qi Xiaotian was killed, they all clenched their fists and restrained their anger.

Mo Tie killed Qi Xiaotian, but he didn't feel relieved at all, let alone relieved. It's like doing something very meaningless, and the whole person is very bored.

As for the real thief, no one should say it.

If the disciples of the Great River Alliance rushed up at this time, he would definitely kill him happily.

No one did, and everyone watched as he slowly led the horse away.

The terrifying Great River Alliance was able to train its disciples to be like this.

The governor of Zhenjiang finally woke up from his fright, got on his horse in a rage, and left with a few retinues.

Mo Tie walked not far from the gate of Zhenjiang Mansion and saw hundreds of people waiting for him.

Local army and brocade guards!

It seems that the timid governor is a temptation at all, but in fact, someone has already prepared the men and horses to ambush.

Can the thieves who attacked Shen Xiyi still collude with the government?

Mo Tie squinted his eyes, it seemed that things were not simple.

However, it just so happened that he was depressed, and these people could be regarded as blocking him.

The leader of that team was a brocade guard Baihu, and the flying fish suit was similar to what Shen Xiyi was wearing.

"Come, stop! You just killed people in the streets of the city, and the human and material evidence is conclusive, so you don't want to be arrested quickly. ”

The brocade guard shouted.

Mo Tie turned a deaf ear and continued walking.

"Array!"

Hundreds of people were dressed in standard armor, and they even put on some formations.

In fact, the remaining armies in the provincial governments are all weak chickens, and most of the elite soldiers and strong generals were lost in the battle of Salhu last year.

These people in front of him, who were not very trained, could still form a battle formation according to the password, which made Mo Tie a little surprised.

More than a dozen cavalrymen set up their spears, urged their horses to speed up, and stabbed towards Mo Tie.

At a distance of more than a hundred meters, they arrived quickly, and a few spear heads were aimed at Mo Tie and pierced over.

It's a pity that they met a super nervous traverser.

I saw that Mo Tie dodged the spear in a flash, and his right fist was struck out, hitting the eyebrows of a war horse.

The horse's head exploded, and Mo Tie's right fist continued unabated, penetrating the cavalryman's iron armor and his body.

A round of charges down, more than a dozen people reined in their horses, turned their heads to see the scene that shocked them.

Mo Tie was unharmed, and there was still the corpse of a dead soldier hanging on his right hand, as easily as carrying a vegetable basket.

The blood on the corpse was too sticky, and after Mo Tie shook off the corpse, he took out a silk scarf as a binding hand.

Then, he pulled out his embroidered spring knife and rushed towards the hundreds of people in front of him.

Let your cavalry spearmen, after dodging, a backhand knife, the horse's head and feet will be broken, and the upper body of the cavalry will also be scattered among the horse corpses.

The second wave of cavalry rushing over was also broken by him.

He's already rushed into those hundreds!

In an instant, the person turned on his back.

Mo Tie swung the long knife with all his strength with ten tons of strength, and the tip of the knife slashed round and round, and there was nothing at all that could stop its trajectory. Steel knives, iron armor, and flesh will break when touched, and death will die if rubbed.

If someone retreats, Mo Tie will not chase him, but will continue to cut in another direction; If everyone forms a circle, Mo Tie is not afraid, he can kill another open space with one step.