Swish!

A sharp sword flash flashed in the alley, and blood flashed.

The disciple of the Nine Yin Sect who was sent to intercept and kill Wang Chuan had a thick sense of disbelief in his pupils.

The claws he swung out were less than half a foot away from Wang Chuan's head, just a little bit away, and he would die at his own hands.

But this half-foot distance is comparable to the end of the world.

"Ho, ho......"

Bang!

He fell heavily to the ground, his face was like gold paper, his face was miserable, and a knife mark appeared on his chest, and he died on the spot.

The knife slashed straight from his shoulder and spread all the way to his left chest, cutting off his heart.

Wang Chuan still maintained the posture of swinging the knife, his breathing was very heavy, and it was obvious that he had used all his strength.

In this case, he did not dare to spare his hand in the slightest.

"It's thrilling......"

Wang Chuan slowly withdrew the steel knife, the blade was sharp, and there was not a drop of blood on the blade.

This is his first battle in the true sense of the word, the first person he has fought face-to-face.

Until now, his heart was beating much faster than usual.

However, it didn't end there, even if it was over.

Wang Chuan held the knife and turned to look at Lu Xuede, who was stunned, the corners of his mouth slowly curled, revealing a faint smile.

However, in Lu Xuede's eyes, the current Wang Chuan is like a demon, and his smile is so hideous and terrifying.

Seeing Wang Chuan walking towards him step by step, Lu Xuede subconsciously wanted to escape from here, but he was just a weak scholar before, and now he was frightened when he saw Wang Chuan killing people on the street.

He only felt that these two legs didn't seem to be his own, he was trembling all the time and didn't obey the call at all, he forcibly moved two steps, but instead sat on the ground directly with one foot without stepping steadily.

In the face of death, Lu Xuede was infinitely frightened.

"Don't, don't kill me...... Please, please......" He squeezed his face, his hands and feet pulling back as he begged for mercy.

Wang Chuan turned a deaf ear and just walked towards a slow step.

"Spare me, spare my life, we don't have a blood feud in the first place, do we? Killing people is to violate the laws of the Tang Dynasty, this is the capital Chang'an, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, if you kill me, you can't escape, they did it, they forced me to do everything, I was forced to ......"

Suddenly, Lu Xuede's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and his two eyeballs bulged out, which was quite terrifying.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and the dull sound of a steel knife stabbing into his chest and abdomen echoed in his ears.

Subsequently, Lu Xuede's breathing gradually stopped......

Wang Chuan pulled out the steel knife, let his body fall to the ground, and turned away with an expressionless face.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, who knows if there will be other ambushes on the side of the Nine Yin Sect?

But.

As soon as Wang Chuan walked a few steps, a suit of green clothes appeared in front of him.

"Helper, why are you here?"

This Tsing Yi was Qin Hanyang, he didn't answer immediately, but first glanced at the pool of blood in the alley.

At this look, his face immediately became gloomy.

I didn't expect ...... It's still a step too late!

"How are you? Have you ever been injured? Qin Hanyang asked with concern.

Hearing this, Wang Chuan grinned and replied, "It's not a big deal."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, since Qin Hanyang had arrived, then he didn't have to continue to worry about his safety.

Qi and blood are as high as two thousand and a half, at least they are all six grades, and maybe they will be even higher.

With such a master here, even if there is still an ambush in the Nine Yin Sect, it will definitely not dare to reappear.

"This man...... Did you kill it? ”

Qin Hanyang frowned and asked, when he came, he only saw Wang Chuan kill Lu Xuede, but he didn't see how the disciples of the Nine Yin Sect died.

Hearing this, Wang Chuan scratched the back of his head and said, "It's a fluke, it's just a fluke." ”

By the skin of one's teeth......

Qin Hanyang was speechless for a while, and his eyes looking at Wang Chuan revealed strangeness.

He knew that Wang Chuan was fine, but Wang Chuan's evil level was still beyond his imagination.

How long has it been in the product? How long has this been practiced?

A person who had just been in cultivation for a few days killed a veteran cultivator who had been in the product for a long time.

Is this really reasonable?

Qin Hanyang felt that the cognition he had built in the past seemed to be completely incapable of putting it on Wang Chuan's body.

He's always going to do things that make your jaw drop.

At this time, Wang Chuan, after seeing him fall silent, couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Immediately, he coughed lightly twice, his eyes rolled, and he put on a weak appearance, and said weakly:

"Ahem...... Ahem, helper, I'm actually still injured internally.

You don't know! I almost returned to Jiuquan just now, and I fought hundreds of moves with that fire, hovering on the brink of death......

Ahem...... It's nothing if I'm dead, but if I die, how will I contribute to the Green Gang in the future and share your worries for the helper?

I have shed blood for the Green Gang, I have fought for the Green Gang......"

Qin Hanyang: "......"

He looked at Wang Chuan as if he was about to die, and pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.

This guy, still sitting here?!

Hum!

Qin Hanyang waved his hand and said impatiently: "I know, I know, you escaped death, it is not easy to survive, and the gang will not forget your merits." ”

"Aha, the helper is wise."

Wang Chuan replied loudly, his face turned to a smile, where did he still look half-dead just now?

As the saying goes, a crying child has milk......

Then, the two of them walked towards An Le Fang, and as for the corpse in the alley, let Jingzhao Mansion have a headache.

Walking on the road, Qin Hanyang suddenly said: "You haven't been promoted to the eighth rank yet, although the credit is enough, but if you are promoted to be the hall master, I am afraid that the people below will have complaints." ”

He thought for a moment, and then said, "In my opinion, it's better to practice in the position of deputy hall master for a while, and then you can go to Qingfeng Hall." ”

Well? Is this a promotion?

Wang Chuan was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but be overjoyed, he took advantage of the situation and said: "Thank you for helping the master cultivate, I still have a reluctant request." ”

"Speak."

"That's it, when I was still in the Fang Family Gang, there was a second brother, who had been polishing his muscles and bones all year round, refining his physique, and he was not far from becoming a cultivator.

Or...... You see......"

Wang Chuan's words were all said about this, and Qin Hanyang heard what he meant.

He didn't think too much about it, and said lightly: "Then let him also go to Qingfeng Hall and do things under your hands." ”

"Thank you, Helper! My two brothers are determined to do their best for the Green Gang. Wang Chuan said a beautiful word of loyalty at the right time.

Qin Hanyang agreed very happily, in fact, in the final analysis, it was because Qi Huai won the double leader of the poetry club, which is a great credit.

When he thought of the poetry meeting, he couldn't help but darken his face for three points, and suddenly asked sadly: "Speaking of you, kid, didn't you say that you can't write poetry at all?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Chuan spread his hands and said innocently: "Helper, I really don't know how to compose poetry." ”

"Huh." Qin Hanyang's eyes were disdainful.

Seeing that he didn't believe it at all, Wang Chuan pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, he didn't choose to continue to explain, he was not afraid of shadows.

God is pitiful, he really can't compose poetry!