When Xu Fengnian took a leisurely step forward, the big sleeves of a black and gold python robe shook lightly.

Not far away, Li Haoran, the first disciple of Qi Jiajie, wears the famous sword "Eight Manna Dew", and is known as the master of the Northern Land Kendo who has the Eight Swords of the Xuan Realm, but he is still unmoved.

The visitors upstairs and downstairs on both sides of the Mawei Post House couldn't help but silently praise Li Haoran in their hearts, worthy of being a young grandmaster who can gain a firm foothold in Tai'an City, even in the face of Xu Fengnian, one of the four great grandmasters in the world, he can still be so light-hearted. It is no wonder that in the unfathomable rivers and lakes of the capital, many senior bosses have threatened that Li Haoran is expected to be comparable to Mr. Qi's martial arts realm in less than ten years, and he may not have the opportunity to climb to the top of the sword forest in his lifetime, and take a look at the sword scenery in the eyes of Li Chungang and Deng Tai'a.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The rejuvenated horizontal knife "boy" couldn't help but sneer, where is this kid surnamed Li confident, he is simply scared stupid. To be precise, it's not that I'm stupid, but I don't dare to move. Xu Fengnian's step seems to be unremarkable, but it is an invitation to fight, and its spirit has long spread to the entire street, and the objects of the invitation are the three of them Zhao Gou side by side, and there are some hidden characters in the buildings on both sides of the street. So the meaning of this step is very simple, since you have arrived at the Xiamawei Post House, then the person who comes is a guest, and he Beiliang Wang has a "big family" and can afford to entertain him. It's a pity that Li Haoran is not among them.

Li Haoran, who is closest to Xu Fengnian, knows that he is not among the masters of the Finger Xuan realm but can use multiple types of Finger Xuan Sword, and his perception of qi is quite keen, it stands to reason that when he encounters a strong enemy, he meets on a narrow road, and the "eight nectar" in the sheath that communicates with the master's spirit rhino should be eager to tremble and tremble, but the long sword in the sheath did not demonstrate for this, but instead made a shrinking turtle, lifeless, so that there was a situation of human sword centrifugation, like Yin and Yang separated. Li Haoran has excellent talent, has been practicing swords for many years, and has been smooth sailing in martial arts practice, whether it is the annual consultation with his master Qi Jiajie, or the Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie was ordered to enter Beijing as an official, he went to the outside of the city to greet him with a sword under the instruction of Qi Jiajie, and he has never encountered this kind of thing. At this moment, Li Haoran understood a truth, whether it was the master who had high hopes for himself, or the Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie, who had extraordinary bearing, he was pitying the younger swordsmen, so he never did his best.

The lame old man's face was heavy, and he asked the Qi Practitioner Grandmaster, "In addition to Chai Qingshan from the Dongyue Sword Pond nearby, are there other masters nearby?"

The strength of the Great Celestial Phenomenon Cultivation has skyrocketed and everyone said bitterly: "Except for the three of us, I only noticed that the King of Beiliang was also distracted by six momentums, four of which were in this post house restaurant, and the other two were not here. It's just that it's about the same as you, except for Chai Qingshan, I don't know the identities of those five people. Even if it weren't for Xu Fengnian inviting the battle in this way, I wouldn't have been able to find out their existence before. ”

The lame old man frowned and said: "The big and small grandmasters in the capital have all moved closer to the palace and Qin Tianjian before, if it is said that the old master of the Wu family's sword mound is living in seclusion in the city, it is reasonable to come to watch the battle today, but where are those five people sacred?"

Speaking of this, the lame old man couldn't help but look around, his face was full of disbelief, and he sighed with emotion: "There are five whole people! Five great masters who are inseparable from each other?

Suddenly, the lame old man and the first person to practice qi in the north looked at each other, and they both saw a strong panic in each other's eyes.

At the same time, they thought of a terrifying possibility, if there happened to be one of these five Cao Changqing, and if the arrival of the big official was a tacit understanding formed by Beiliang and Xichu, and the other three chose to watch coldly?

Originally, with the strong foundation of Tai'an City, in the past twenty years, except for Emperor Wu City, Wang Xianzhi may not be able to stop it, and Rao is Cao Changqing has not been able to get what he wants. Although Han Shengxuan, Liu Haoshi, and Qi Jiajie are no longer there, this means that the palace city, the imperial city, and the four cities of Tai'an City, The inner city and the outer city, except for the lame old man, who was responsible for guarding the outer city as always, have lost the vital person who sits in the city and guards the city, but at the moment, Wu Jian, the great master of the Wu family's sword mound, is regarded as replacing the Liu Hao master, plus the hidden talisman array that has been blessed by several generations of heavenly masters in Longhu Mountain, and the great stroke carefully created by the sage Zhang of the Yansheng Gongfu with the help of Yuan Benxi and Xie Guanying, Zhao Gou therefore dared to assure the emperor that as long as the new martial emperor Xu Fengnian entered the palace alone, it would be a bleak ending that could only enter but not get out, but at that time, how many fish in the pond would be affected, whether it was a thousand or two thousand, or more, Zhao Gou did not dare to pat his chest。

But when Xu Fengnian had an extra great master of a similar realm by his side, and the northern qi practitioners in Tai'an City were killed and wounded, and the two large arrays were weakened a lot, once Wu Jian of the Wu family's sword mound was unwilling to intercept with his dead force, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The young man with the horizontal knife reached out and grabbed the handle of the short knife behind his back, and sneered: "Mother-in-law can do anything, it doesn't matter!

The lame old man was about to say something, the leader of Zhao Gou, who was a handsome young man, had already begun to rush forward, he was not in a hurry to pull out the knife from the sheath, leaned forward, and ran forward every step like a dragonfly in water, extremely light and agile.

I don't know when, the young feudal king with a python robe piercing his eyes has already stood beside Li Haoran, who has always been "immobile like a mountain", shoulder to shoulder, one facing the street, and the other facing the gate of the Xiamawei Post House.

In the blink of an eye, everyone only felt a compelling shock, and they found that the nameless young man with the horizontal sword, as if he was standing in front of the young vassal king stupidly, still maintained the posture of holding the knife, and the blade was only half unsheathed.

The spectators and officials who were looking forward to a real pinnacle battle couldn't understand it at all.

Not long ago, that bastard thing named Wu Laifu finally pulled out a whole knife in the King of Beiliang, and when it came to you, the posture of rushing forward was quite human-like and dog-like, why did everyone run in front of the King of Beiliang, and suddenly there was no movement?

You said that you have a handle in the crotch of your pants, and you are not the heroine fairy who longs for the king of Beiliang on the rivers and lakes, why are you just staying there?

Boos erupted on both sides of the street, and they cheered to death.

Outside the Ma Wei Post House, except for the lame old man and the qi practitioner grandmaster, those who can see the depth of the door do not go to the window to join in the fun, as for the heroic women who want to catch a glimpse of the feng shui treasure, what they want to see is the kind of earth-shaking wonderful tricks, pay attention to how to shake the earth and how to cry ghosts and gods.

Almost no one found that the hand of the handsome young man holding the knife was already a blur of flesh and blood, especially the palm of the hand that was close to the handle of the knife, and the white bones were visible.

The sleeve of the arm holding the knife was even more fragmented.

The head of Zhao Gou, who was face to face with the young vassal king, was oozing blood from the corners of his mouth, his face was hideous, and he was full of disbelief and unwillingness.

Li Haoran, who was beside the two of them, "I won't move if the enemy doesn't move, and I still won't move if the enemy moves" was sweating, only to hear King Beiliang say to the man with a smile: "I know that you have a killer weapon hidden, but the reason why you are alive now ......"

This "unseemly" Zhao Gou leader instantly took off all his disguises, and at this moment, he looked down in a daze.

The small half of the slender arm pierced the chest.

The arm slowly withdrew back.

The murderous Zhao Gou giant turned his head with difficulty, only to see an old mink hat, a delicate face, and the girl was still nibbling on half a scallion oil flatbread.

It is not wrong to kill people and eat bread.

He knew her.

A first-class secret file in Zhao Gou has a vague record that she killed the assassin of the eleventh king of the world, Mingyin, outside the city of Xiangfan, Qingzhou.

is a madman who has stopped Wang Xianzhi from getting cold several times.

The killer dies by the killer.

Xu Fengnian casually reached out and pushed the corpse away, saw the mink hat that was slightly large and somewhat covered her eyebrows, helped her lift it, and then pressed it gently.

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "If you are really not at ease, then stand behind me and don't have to make a move." Well, a little farther away. ”

She didn't speak, and walked behind Xu Fengnian with a straight face, ten steps.

Xu Fengnian turned his head and looked at this girl helplessly.

Reluctantly, she swept towards the locust tree outside the inn, sat down on a branch, and rubbed her arm against the branch.

Xu Fengnian exhaled lightly, looked into the distance, and said loudly: "Cao Changqing, Chen Zhibao, Deng Tai'a, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, which of you will come first?"

Half of the city can be heard.

Li Haoran swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously, "Lord Wang, why don't I let it go?"

Xu Fengnian smiled: "It's okay, you just need to stand behind me." ”

The lame old man said in a deep voice, "We can go." ”

The Qi Cultivator Grandmaster nodded with some regret.

The two disappeared in a flash.

They can't afford to wade through this pool of muddy waters, and there are only a handful of people in the world who can afford to wade through it.

The knife of the previous colleague of Zhao Gou was not unsheathed, which was equivalent to Xu Fengnian telling them a cruel truth, under the celestial phenomena, it was just a move.

The Qi Practitioner Grandmaster didn't want to risk his life to prove that "under the land immortals, it is also a trick".

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The green-shirted Confucian in a certain restaurant smiled, and just poured himself a glass of wine.

The man in white across the street frowned, and a white-faced bearded man sitting at the table next to him stopped talking.

The purple-clothed woman at the head of Tai'an City hesitated for a moment, and then flew over the roof, like walking on the ground.

From the south of the city to the Xiamawei post house, the flat ground thundered. Song Tinglu, a young man from Dongyue Sword Pond, blushed, and said angrily: "Master, this guy is too blind, why don't you count as Master?!"

The girl with multiple long swords on her back covered her mouth and smiled.

The elbow is very outward.

Chai Qingshan said melancholy: "Since the master has never used a sword in Wudang Summer Town, then he will not be qualified to give him a sword in this life, so there is nothing to be angry about." Tinglu, if you feel worthless for your master, then practice your sword with your heart, don't fish for three days and dry your nets for two days, martial arts, you can't eat for a lifetime just by relying on talent. ”

The girl made a grimace when she fell into the well.

The boy snorted coldly.

The old master of the Wu family's sword mound at the inn window scolded with a smile: "This kid!"

An old man in the room reminded in a sharp voice: "Don't forget your duty. ”

This person was the eunuch who was the eunuch who pronounced the decree to the king of Beiliang at that time.

Wu Jian didn't turn around, and restrained his smile, "Oh?"

The eunuch Bingbi, who didn't put on the big red python robe, subconsciously took a step back.

Wu Jian's tone was indifferent, "Lao Yu and the King of Shu came to watch the battle this time, just to ensure that Cao Changqing will not take the opportunity to go to the palace, and you don't have to take an inch." ”

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The north-south royal street was highly hierarchical, and a man leading a donkey who could only honestly walk on the outermost royal road saw a young saber warrior trotting briskly, and shouted: "Young man, can you borrow a sword?"

The young man who was rushing to the dismount post house to watch the battle said impatiently: "Why?!"

The middle-aged man bargained in a tone: "I am Mrs. Deng?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "! Are you Mrs. Deng? Do you really think you are the Peach Blossom Sword God? Lao Tzu is still the King of Beiliang! Dude, otherwise we would have made a move here?"

The man leading the donkey sighed: "Young people now. ”

The young man glared and said, "What's the matter?

The man patted the old donkey's back, "Old man, wait a while, I'll go back." I, with this sword, went to say hello to Cao Changqing, and said goodbye to him. ”

In an instant, on the straight line from the south gate of Tai'an City to the Xiamawei Post House, as long as it is a swordsman with a sword, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, no matter whether the sword is long or the sword is short.

Thousands of people, all standing beside them were an inconspicuous middle-aged man, holding their unsheathed swords at some point.

Cao Changqing finally put down his wine glass and stood up.

――――

A purple rainbow went straight to the Xiamawei Post House and crashed into Xu Fengnian.

It seems to be endless.