"Miss Song."

"Brother Shen, what's wrong?"

"You want to come first?"

Song Wan shook his head and smiled when he heard this: "I promised when I was in Meiwu City, and the Heavenly Supervisor would not make a move. ”

From Song Tiansi to Song Girl, there is no distance between the two, they are still them, but Shen Jing is more determined about the idea in his heart.

Kill, and always kill.

Shen Jing slowly walked out of the tea shop with his dark teeth in his hand, and the long street was full of soldiers and people. They watched coldly, they scoffed, but no one dared to approach within a radius of a few zhang of Shen Jing.

Shen Jing stood on the street and looked around.

This scene is not an accident today, it may have been doomed when he left Plum Fog City. Shen Guan never thought of hiding, he couldn't hide, but this day came a little early.

The young man looked around, but no one around him dared to treat him as just an ordinary young man.

Shen Kuang cleared his throat and shouted loudly around: "The person you want to kill is here, whoever wants to come can come directly, and I will take them one by one." Today, there is no difference between victory and defeat, only life and death. ”

Shen Jing's loud voice echoed on the long street, and the people around him still more or less remembered the battle he had with the black sword attendant of the Qinghe Cui clan outside Meiwu City. The young man was quite accomplished in the seven-star sword technique of the family swordsmanship, and he reached the last sword that was difficult to set foot on early.

Although not everyone knows the secret, everyone knows that the strength of this young man should not be underestimated.

After Shen Jing's words were finished, no one responded for a while.

Yuan Zhen looked at the four corners who suddenly quieted down, turned around and glanced at Yan Lanzhou.

With Yuan Zhen's instructions, Yan Lanzhou stood on the second floor and shouted condescendingly: "Your Highness, whoever dares to face the battle today, no matter whether they live or die in the end, the power families behind them can be under the command of Your Highness, and your Highness will be sheltered." ”

Most of the Jianghu people who lick blood at the tip of the knife are nothing more than a splash of wealth all their lives, so Yan Lanzhou's words are tantamount to throwing a big bait to most people.

It is a great opportunity to die for a brilliant entire sect, or to survive by luck. How to choose, in fact, many people already have the answer in their hearts.

So not long after Yan Lanzhou finished speaking, there was a commotion in the crowd on the left side of the long street.

After a while, a big man in black armed with a narrow knife walked out of the crowd.

The black-clothed man walked straight to Shen Jing, and after a while, the big man stood and hugged his fists and said: "Hazy City, Taihe Zhuangxiang north and south." ”

Seeing this, Shen Kuang replied indifferently, and Shen Kuang could see that many people in the crowd, including the Xiang Nanbei in front of him, were all for the wealth promised by Yuan Zhen.

But since they were willing to come out, Shen Kuang had no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, the long sword was eyeless, and he was conceited of life and death.

There was not much communication between Shen Guo and Xiang Nanbei, and after Xiang Nanbei made a brief self-introduction, he and Shen Guo started their own positions.

Xiang Nanbei is just a martial artist in the late stage of the Guiyuan Realm, and he is willing to be the first to come up, but he is actually already determined to die.

There are many sects in the rivers and lakes, there are many monks and little porridge, and if the small forces want to survive, they can only rely on the larger forces.

And Xiang Nanbei's Taihezhuang is the most typical small force, except for him who is in the late stage of the Guiyuan Realm, there are no other disciples of the Guiyuan Realm in the sect

。 What's more, the younger generation in the door is not connected, and how the future Taihezhuang will be is also a mystery. So today, with this opportunity, Xiang Nanbei risked his life to be the first bird.

After the offensive of the two was launched, Shen Guo used his true qi, randomly pulled away the willow catkins body technique, and quickly swept to Xiang Nanbei's side with a sword in his right hand with lightning speed.

Xiang Nanbei was subconsciously shocked in his heart, the other party's speed was so fast, it was still unexpected.

Shen Kuang slashed out with a sword, and although Xiang Nanbei reacted a beat slower, he still relied on his keen intuition to reflexively raise the knife, which was able to block the blow. It's just that before he could catch his breath, Shen Kuang's next sword had already followed.

After a few moves, Xiang Nanbei, who was tired of coping, was finally defeated. He didn't even catch a sword head-on before he was pierced through the heart by the Phantom Fang.

When he was dying, Xiang Nanbei actually hugged Shen Guo again, but Shen Guo did not return the salute.

On the way to escape, Shen Guo killed many people.

This time, Shen Kuang's sword was pure, but when he saw Xiang Nanbei, whose vitality was slowly passing, he was touched.

Under the general trend of the rivers and lakes, small people like Xiang Nanbei often have no choice at all, they are actually the same as Shen Jing, life and death are involuntary.

After Xiang Nanbei's death, the people of Taihezhuang in the hazy city did not dare to come forward to collect the body as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Shen Kuang shouted to several disciples of Taihezhuang: "Drag your master down!" Remember my face, and if you want revenge in the future, come to me. ”

Several disciples of Taihezhuang came out trembling when they heard this, and the last disciple who came out drew his sword and wanted to fight Shen Jing, but was stopped by several senior brothers.

The young man looked at Shen Jing and said viciously, "When I learn the sword in the future, I will definitely kill you with my own hands to pay tribute to my master." ”

The young man's eyes were full of hatred.

Shen was noncommittal and did not answer.

One of the young man's senior brothers later stood up and apologized to Shen Jing: "I hope that Shen Shaoxia will not have to deal with my little junior brother, junior brother, he is young, what is the blame for Shen Shaoxia's guilt on me alone." ”

After all, the senior brother has some experience in the rivers and lakes, and after the death of the master, they have no chance of winning in the face of the Shen situation, so the young brother's move is not only for the sake of the few junior brothers who are here today, but also for the safety of the old and young people under Taihezhuang Mountain.

Shen Kuang didn't mean to worry about him, just asked him to clean up quickly, and reminded him that if he wanted to seek revenge in the future, he could go to him at any time.

The young man nodded, and then left with a few of his juniors and the remains of his master.

Xiang Nanbei's death didn't attract much attention, what is there to care about when a person in the rivers and lakes dies, when will the rivers and lakes not die?

More of the attention of others still fell on Shen Kuang, no matter how bad Xiang Nanbei was, he was also a master in the late stage of the Guiyuan Realm, and he was already a martial arts master who could start a sect, but in Shen Kuang's hands, he didn't even hold on for half an hour.

Peng Yu, who was standing behind Yuan Zhen, showed a bit of surprise after seeing Shen Guo kill Xiang Nanbei neatly. From Meiwu City to today's Kangzhu City, in just a few months, Shen Guo has broken through to the middle stage of the Guiyuan Realm.

Yuan Zhen was also surprised when he saw this scene: "Mr. Peng, has his cultivation improved compared to before?" ”

Peng Yu nodded when he heard this: "I have broken a small realm, and now it is the middle stage of the Guiyuan realm." ”

is just five words, but the weight contained in it is constant

It's hard to match.

Yuan Zhen was both happy and worried, and sighed slowly: "Mr. Peng, has you ever seen someone with higher talent than him?" ”

Peng Yu didn't even hesitate before shaking his head and said, "It's been many years since I've seen such a wonderful young man, if it weren't for the fact that he stood on the opposite side of His Highness, I would be willing to make friends." ”

Yuan Zhen knew Peng Yu's pure-hearted and desireless temperament, so he knew how high Peng Yu's words spoke of Shen Jing.

On another pavilion, Zhou Haisheng saw Shen Guo's flowing sword moves kill Xiang Nanbei and said in a low voice: "The middle stage of the Returning Yuan Realm? ”

Yuan Ke didn't believe his ears a little, so after Zhou Haisheng finished speaking, he asked again: "Old Zhou, are you talking about the middle stage of the Returning Yuan Realm?" ”

Zhou Haisheng smiled when he heard this, and said with relief: "Your Highness is right, it is the middle stage of the Returning Yuan Realm. I didn't expect him to have such cultivation at a young age, and it seems that it will be easy for him to surpass me in time. ”

Although Yu Wenyuan's realm was not high, he also saw that Shen was breaking through the realm for the first time, and Yu Wenyuan was a little envious: "It's really more popular than people!" ”

Zong Yangqiu, who was standing on the side, said with a smile when he heard this: "Shen Gongzi is talented, Gongzi you can compare with others." In as little as five years, as long as seven or eight years, Shen Gongzi may be able to break through to the Grandmaster Realm, which is really exciting! ”

Yu Wenyuan looked back at Zong Yangqiu and said with a smile: "Uncle Zong, if you go head-to-head with Shen Jing now, how many wins will you lose?" ”

Zong Yangqiu did not hesitate and said directly: "Three or seven." ”

Yu Wenyuan nodded when he heard this, but Zong Yangqiu quickly explained with a smile: "It is Shen Gongzi who has a seventy percent chance of winning, and I only have thirty percent." ”

Yu Wenyuan smiled, a little surprised, but also expected.

After Xiang Nanbei's death, those in the crowd who originally had a fluke mentality suddenly did not dare to have any luck. Xiang Nanbei, who was in the late stage of the Returning Yuan Realm, didn't have any room to fight back, did they really think that they were also black sword attendants?

On the long street, there was a brief silence.

Soon, though, another man stepped out of the crowd.

The man was dressed in a coarse coat and wore a long sword at his waist, and he looked like a swordsman, about a year old.

After the man walked out of the crowd, he didn't look at Shen Jing first, but looked in the direction where Yuan Zhi was and said in a loud voice: "Lord Yan, there is neither a sect nor a teacher in the lower class, only a pair of old parents and a little sister in the family, can the rich and noble villain you give you dare to exchange it for silver money and leave it to my old father." ”

Yan Lanzhou in the pavilion did not refuse when he heard this, nodded and said in a low voice: "There is no need, the young man only needs to take out the sword, and someone will deal with everything later." ”

The realm of men is even lower than that of Xiang Nanbei of Fang Cai, and he only has the cultivation of the early stage of the Guiyuan realm.

Judging from his age, he can actually be regarded as a little talented, but stepping into today's situation is only one death.

After the man finished discussing with Yan Lanzhou, he looked at Shen Jing, although he knew that he would die, he was still not afraid.

He looked at Shen Kuang and hugged his fists and said, "Canggou City, Gu Baiyun." ”

Shen Guo looked at him and said slowly, "You will die." ”

When Gu Baiyun heard this, a smile appeared on his face: "If my life can be exchanged for the rich life of my parents and sister for the rest of their lives, I think it is worth it." Although Shen Shaoxia made a move, life and death are fateful, since I dare to come up, I am not afraid of death. ”

After the young swordsman finished speaking, he had already drawn his long sword, Shen Jing looked at him, and finally clenched the long sword in his hand.