The pungent smell of blood was accompanied by a rather noisy killing sound.

Fang Chen, who was concentrating on roasting rabbit meat, didn't want to bother with these idle things, but as the sound of killing continued to approach from afar, the young man sitting on the ground couldn't help but sigh softly, put down the rabbit meat in his hand, which was already slightly browned and fragrant, and walked towards the edge of the dense forest with his sword.

A group of envoys on horses escorted several long boxes of quacks and quacks approached quickly.

"Bastard, Luo Feiyu, the three darts in the dart game are all masters of the upper three realms, you shot at Miss Shen this time, even if you robbed this batch of goods, do you think you can still be happy in Beiling?"

The horses and goods went first, followed by a dozen strong men in coarse cloth clothes, in the center of the strong men, the half-hundred-year-old man who was surrounded by him had a gloomy face, and with an angry face, he pulled the girl on his side behind his back, and angrily chased the man with a knife at the back of the team.

The angry voice spread far through the forest, but the knife-wielding man leading a large group of black-robed men did not answer, but surrounded the horses and goods in silence.

Because of the perennial carriage of goods, both people and horses seem to have been mentally prepared for this situation, and the moment the carriage stopped, the coarse cloth and strong men surrounded it, surrounding the goods and the old man and girl.

The black-robed man also immediately dispersed, holding the blade in his hand and standing in a larger circle.

surrounded all the people and horses who dart in the entire dart game, but Luo Feiyu, the knife-wielding man, did not rush to make a move, but turned his head to look behind him, squinting his eyes and blowing a loud whistle.

So, after dozens of breaths, two more figures arrived.

"Heh, the Golden Ring Dart Bureau has been entrenched in the Golden Ring City for so many years, and most of the slightly larger forces around it are familiar with each other.

This girl was originally puzzled, why Luo Feiyu, a small village with only a dozen people, dared to attack us, it turned out that you were a dog who ate inside and out.

Yin Feng, among the more than 20 black-robed people, there must be people under Yin Er's darthead. ”

Seeing the arrogant appearance of the young man in front of the two later, with one hand behind him and the other gently shaking the folding fan, the woman who had just been pulled down by the half-hundred-year-old man had already walked out at some point and smiled coldly at him.

Hearing this, Fang Chen, who had already used the sword yuan to extinguish the fire and hid behind the tree, narrowed his eyes, thinking that it was a wandering dart, but he never thought that it was a good show of internal strife in the dart game.

"Shen Ji, you and my father are both the darts head of the Golden Ring Dart Bureau, if you and I are married as soon as possible according to my father's proposal, in the future, you will be in charge of my master, maybe the status of the money dart game will be a few points higher in Beiling.

It's a pity that your father, who has a little relationship with Qingshan, looks down on our father and son from a small family, not only mercilessly refuses his father's proposal, but also wants you to take over the dart game, and even secretly suppresses our position in the dart game.

Since you are not benevolent, then don't blame our father and son for being unjust, intercept this dart today, this son wants to see how Shen Xiang should explain to the Liu family, and without the only daughter, who can he train to be the next successor. ”

Shen Ji, who was walking on the dart, said that Yin Feng's eyes flashed a little resentment without a trace, and he shook the folding fan again, looking at the woman surrounded by the black-robed man with a victory in his eyes.

"Bastard, Yin Feng, when your father and son were expelled by the Yin family, or your father kindly took you in, who knew that you two wolf-hearted things, after joining the Golden Ring Dart Bureau, they actually embezzled resources and formed a gang.

The Golden Ring Dart Bureau was originally founded by his father, and if it weren't for the help of Qingshan back then, I am afraid that it would have died out long ago.

Now the Golden Ring Dart Bureau is thriving, and has a status in Beiling, but your father and son are thinking about fighting for power and profit.

If my father had been cruel and had listened to my advice and expelled all of you earlier, how could there be the civil strife that we have now? ”

Because of the experience of practicing martial arts and darts, although Shen Ji is only sixteen years old, his body has already developed very hot. Yin Feng's shameless words fell, Shen Ji twisted his eyebrows, and reprimanded him fiercely.

"Heh, Shen Ji, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, only success and defeat. In today's game, you are destined to not escape.

Over the years, Ben Gongzi has repeatedly shown his love to you, and you have a cold appearance, after capturing you this time, Ben Gongzi wants to try whether you will be so cold to this son under the bed. ”

The folding fan in his hand was put away with a "poof", Yin Feng squinted at Shen Ji's chest that was rising and falling violently because of anger, and it was difficult to hide his yearning for that hot body in his heart, and for a while, he was laughing wildly.

"Bastard, Zheng Yan, Shen Dangtou saved your life from the rogue, and now you want to follow the Yin family's father and son?"

Seeing Yin Feng's arrogant posture, the half-hundred-hundred-year-old man standing beside Shen Ji scolded twice, then turned his head to look at the other yellow-robed man who came here with Yin Feng, and opened his mouth to question.

"Elder Li, Shen Darttou saved my life back then, and my dedication to darts over the years can be regarded as paying off most of my kindness. It is said that people go to high places, and I am a Six Realms martial arts cultivator who has paid so much for the dart game, but Shen Darthead seems to be completely invisible, and the third place in the dart game is actually given to a newcomer who has only been in the dart game for a year, so what is the use of my efforts over the years?

Yin Shao's dart head, as long as Ling Zun's promise to me is not disappointed, I, Zheng Yan, will definitely do my best for Yin Darthead in the future. ”

Hearing the half-hundred-year-old man speak, Zheng Yan, who was standing respectfully beside Yin Feng, smiled coldly and said with a playful face.

"Naturally, as long as it is done today, the name of the second dart head of the Golden Ring Dart Game in the future will be Brother Zheng's. ”

Hearing this, knowing that the dart game after the fall of the Shen family still needs a master, Yin Feng agreed to Zheng Feng's request without any hesitation.

"Okay, Brother Luo, let's take action, after today, you don't have to loot everywhere.

In the future, the Golden Ring Dart Game still needs manpower, and if Brother Luo is willing, Yin Feng will be allowed to give the position of the third dart head to Big Brother. ”

Glancing at Shen Ji hard, Yin Feng's heart became more and more hot, and then he turned his head to look at Luo Feiyu, the leader of Youkou, and said with a smile.

"Besides, brothers, take action. ”

Hearing this, Luo Feiyu, who was also a cultivator in the Six Realms, did not see the slightest fluctuation in his complexion, but gave an order to the black-robed man indifferently.

"Wait, everyone. ”

So, the boy who stood behind the tree and watched a big show finally walked out.

"Stop!"

Although the sudden voice was not so loud, it was already extremely clear in the ears of the Six Realms Martial Cultivators, and Luo Feiyu, who had just raised his hand, had already seen Fang Chen holding a sword weapon before he could draw his sword.

Although the young man who walked out of the dense forest only had the cultivation of the four realms, the life of licking blood from the knife edge over the years made Luo Feiyu very aware of what things in the North Ridge could not be provoked.

As a result, Luo Feiyu, who was vaguely aware of the fierce sword aura on Fang Chen's body, his eyes flashed slightly, and he motioned for the black-robed man to retreat.

"Brother Luo, what's going on?"

Yin Feng, who was already ready to make a move, couldn't help but retract his steps because of the retreat of the black-robed man, turned his head and glanced at Fang Chen, and then asked suspiciously.

It's just that Luo Feiyu didn't rush to answer, but his face regained the appearance of Gujing without waves, and looked at Fang Chen fixedly.

"This traitor, can you give me a face and let go of the Golden Ring Dart?"

Walking from the dense forest to Yin Feng's body for about a few feet, Fang Chen's brows suddenly rose, although he knew that the Shen Dart Head of the Golden Ring Dart Line was a former Humble Peak disciple, but because it was not easy to reveal his identity after going down to Qingshan, Fang Chen couldn't find a reason to make a move for a while.

So, the young man had to learn from what he heard in Frost City, and the storyteller had told about the great power of the sea, looked at Yin Feng with sincere eyes, and opened his mouth to persuade.

Witnessing Fang Chen walking towards him step by step, Yin Feng's face gradually became solemn, this young man who seemed to be much younger than himself gave him a strong sense of oppression for some reason.

Until Fang Chen spoke, Yin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then his complexion suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and his lips trembled slightly.

This kid with a sword on his back wantonly mocked and teased himself in front of so many people.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you. ”

Yin Feng, who was born in the Yin family but was expelled, always felt that being expelled from the family was the biggest humiliation in his life, so after the Golden Ring Dart Game gained power, Yin Feng has been living a very high-profile life, just to no longer suffer such insults in this life.

But the traitor that Fang Chen said when he opened his mouth, and how he used his not strong cultivation momentum to make Yin Feng give him face, made this little dart head of the Golden Ring Dart Bureau suddenly feel a long-lost insult.

This kid with a sword doesn't take himself seriously at all.

On the stone path in the center of the dense forest, the Golden Ring Dart Bureau Martial Arts and Luo Feiyu's subordinates, who were on high alert all around, also changed their faces after hearing Fang Chen's words.

Luo Feiyu, who was still dripping blood with the big knife in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he was a little thoughtful.

And the half-hundred-year-old Li Lao, who was wrapped in the center by the black-robed man, twitched the corners of his mouth, and he actually wanted to persuade this kind-hearted young man to leave.

Another small dart head of the Golden Ring Dart Game, Shen Ji's face froze, but his eyes were a little bright, he had never met such an interesting teenager.

Not caring about the changes in the expressions of the others, Fang Chen's eyes reflected Yin Feng's action of drawing the knife, but his face was flushed with a little embarrassment.

The big man of the sea in the storyteller's mouth, every time he says "give me a face", he can often surrender without a fight, but when he comes to himself, he actually plays a completely opposite role.

No matter how bad this traitor is, he should ask where he came from and what backing he has, although he may not necessarily tell him, but it is too irritable to draw a knife like this.

But draw the sword, just draw the sword, it is the same cultivation of the four realms, Fang Chen does not have any timidity.

Because he felt insulted, Yin Feng had already drawn his knife when the words fell, and the knife technique he made was known as the first knife technique of the Golden Ring Dart Game.

Seeing Wu Yuan, who was roaring vigorously on the golden big sword, facing the first opponent after going down the mountain, Fang Chen couldn't help but frown, so the young man also pulled out the abyss and used the sword moves that he had only learned a few days ago.

Sword Six.

Candles.