Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Blood-Splattered Mandarin Duck Tower

The man is in his early thirties, his face is angular, his eyes are sharp, like a sword, and his expression is cold, like frost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The info gray corset set off his tall and toned figure.

"Three masters. ”

Seeing the appearance of the man, Qian Fucai, the county magistrate of Cangshan County, greeted him with a flattering face.

Thirty men are the three masters of Qisha Village, Yan Chengfei.

"Qian County Order, well done. Yan Chengfei looked at Qian Fucai and showed a smile, "Good, Qisha Village will definitely not forget it." ”

Qian Fucai's face trembled, and he said with a smile: "Thank you for the three masters, thank you for the three masters." ”

Yan Chengfei glanced at Zhao Hang, he looked extremely young, but he had a kingly aura that could not be triggered, those eyes were tenacious, and he was really a heroic boy.

"It's really good, no wonder even the fourth, sixth, and seventh children died in your hands. You're done, though. ”

Zhao Hang glanced at Qian Fucai, then looked at Yan Chengfei, and said in a low voice: "The three masters of the Seven Evil Villages, Yan Chengfei." ”

"Yes. ”

Yan Chengfei laughed.

Zhao Hang asked, "I want to know what's going on?"

Yan Chengfei saw that the poison attacked, Zhao Hang fell weakly on the chair, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are also about to die, it doesn't hurt to tell you." ”

"In the past, we only thought about killing you head-on, but we ignored your strength. With your strength, if you want to escape in the Great Cang Mountain, no one can stop you. Therefore, the fourth, sixth, and seventh children died in your hands, and you are still safe and sound. ”

Fortunately, the second child reminded the boss that there are thousands of ways to kill, and there is not only one kind of hard work. Your return to Cangshan County is a great opportunity. ”

Yan Chengfei glanced at Qian Fucai and said, "The reason why Qian County Ling was able to sit in today's position has been smooth sailing, and it is indispensable for the secret help of our Qisha Village. Letting him poison your wine is just a trifle. ”

Qian Fucai said: "Originally, I have not been able to find a way, if I propose to exterminate the Seven Evil Villages, I am afraid it will arouse suspicion." Fortunately, Guo Futong was a fool and couldn't forget that his disciple was killed by Qisha Village. As long as I reveal a little information, he will take the lead in dealing with the Seven Evil Villages. ”

Yan Chengfei said: "The matter has been said, are you satisfied?"

Zhao Hang's eyes sank, and he said, "You want to kill me now?"

"Nope. Yan Chengfei shook his head, "The poison given to you is not a deadly poison, it just makes you incapacitated within two hours." I'd like to kill you right here, but the boss wants to get you back. ”

"With your current condition, don't resist and go back with me. ”

Yan Chengfei said, walked towards Zhao Hang, grabbed Zhao Hang with his big hand, and grabbed Zhao Hang.

Zhao Hang, who was unable to sit on the chair, suddenly had a light in his eyes, which was extremely fierce. The right fist moved suddenly, like a dragon out of a hole and a tiger coming down the mountain, unstoppable. A punch blasted the air and hit Yan Chengfei directly in the abdomen.

Yan Chengfei didn't think that Zhao Hang, who was poisoned, would burst into action, and he didn't even react, he was directly blown out of the pavilion and fell far into the river. The blood dripping from the ground is enough to see the horror of this punch.

Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

Zhao Hang stood up and let out a long breath of turbid air, hidden with black mist, his eyes were on Qian Fucai, and the red light flashed in his eyes, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour.

Zhao Hang was indeed poisoned, but it was dissolved.

The poison under the wealth is a strange poison, even a first-class martial artist cannot dissolve it, and he cannot use the poison forced out by internal force. But Zhao Hang is not an orthodox martial artist, he is a cultivator.

Cultivating the Demon Supreme Law gave birth to true qi in his body. Cultivating the Qi Cultivation Technique, allowing him to continuously strengthen the True Qi in the body, although it is not enough to open up a dragon vein and achieve the first level of Qi Cultivation Realm, it also has a wonderful effect.

The quality of a cultivator's true qi is far higher than the internal strength of a martial artist, and the poison that a martial artist cannot resolve or force out is nothing to a cultivator.

After learning that he was poisoned, Zhao Hang used his true qi and dissolved the poison in his body. But instead of doing it immediately, he asked about the situation.

"Zhao Hang Shaoxia spared his life. ”

Qian Fucai was scared from the moment he saw Zhao Hang punch Yan Chengfei, the third master of the Seven Evil Villages. Seeing Zhao Hang's red eyes again, he was frightened, trembling, and knelt on the ground.

"Zhao Hang Shaoxia, I was forced, Qisha Village kidnapped my old and young, I had to do this. ”

Qian Fucai cried and shouted, kneeling towards Zhao Hang.

"Zhao Hang Shaoxia, spare me, spare me. ”

"Zhao Hang Shaoxia. ”

Zhao Hang looked down at Qian Fucai who was kneeling at his feet, the ferocity in his eyes did not diminish at all, he reached out and grabbed the wine jar on the wine table, and slammed it on Qian Fucai's head.

Bang.

The jar shattered in an instant, turning into countless fragments.

Qian Fucai's head also cracked, and blood mixed with wine flowed down from the top of his head and dripped to the ground. Qian Fucai's body fell to the side weakly, his expression frightened.

"Officials and bandits colluded, murdered for money, and died. ”

Zhao Hang's tone was solemn, revealing endless coldness and murderous intent, looking at the direction of Dacang Mountain, the fierce light in his eyes was victorious.

"Seven Evil Villages. ”

The self-cultivation in the past few days has made Zhao Hang a lot calmer. However, the actions of Qisha Village and Qian County Order made the killing intent in Zhao Hang's heart like a ignited anger, more and more eruptive, more and more majestic.

Lifted the curtain and walked out of the pavilion.

Yan Chengfei, the third master of the Seven Evil Villages, was too big with one punch before, which alarmed everyone in the Mandarin Duck Tower, and they came over one after another.

Zhao Hang walked out of the pavilion and saw Zhong Yue, Guo Futong and a group of squires.

"Zhao Hang, why are you here?" Zhong Yue asked with a look of surprise.

"Brother Zhao Hang. Guo Futong also looked at Zhao Hang suspiciously.

Zhao Hang glanced at a few people and understood that they didn't know anything about the collusion between officials and bandits. His eyes jumped, and he passed through Zhong Yue, Guo Fu and others, and saw Fang Yexian, the master of Fang, leading this kind of capture to come quickly.

"Dog officer, suffer death. ”

Zhao Hang shouted angrily, like thunder, like a fierce beast roaring, and his momentum was mighty.

With a heavy step, he flew out like a cannonball, passing through Zhong Yue, Guo Fu and others, and easily brought the decorated sword on the waist of a member of the staff, and the sword light was bright and cold.

Fang Yexian heard a loud noise from the pavilion, and immediately led a team of catchers to come up. When I saw Zhao Hang, I felt that something was wrong.

"Not good. Fang Yexian shouted, "Go, catch him for me." ”

The group of catchers had already been startled by Zhao Hang's loud shout, and now they became even more panicked when they saw Zhao Hang's fierce appearance.

Before the broadsword could be drawn, there was a flash of silver light, and blood splattered out.

In the blink of an eye, a team of catchers was about to die under Zhao Hang's sword, and the saber used for decoration was stained with blood and curled.

A team of fast-catching corpses, blood gushing and reddening the ground, spread and flowed, dripping down from the third floor.

"The young man spares his life. ”

Fang Yexian's thighs trembled, he couldn't move a step, and the smell of urine dissipated, and a drop fell to the ground.

Zhao Hang threw away the sword with the curly blade in his hand, grabbed a fast catcher, and walked towards Fang Yexian step by step.

"Officials and bandits colluded, aided and abused, and died. ”

The big knife was raised, the head flew into the sky, bright red was sprinkled, and blood splashed on the Mandarin Duck Tower.