109, Marquis Wuqing left Beijing

"Friend, it's too much!"

"This beast is our prey!"

The leader held a dragon-patterned iron rod in his hand, dressed in black, and his face was full of ferocity.

The person who came was the young leader of the Wuhu Gang, Zhong Wu, who stepped into the realm of true qi at the age of twenty-six, and was also famous as a teenager in Meizhou, and it was even rumored that he was expected to break into the realm of grandmasters in the future.

Those who practice martial arts have a long lifespan, and those under the age of forty are counted as the younger generation in the rivers and lakes.

Suddenly, one of them's pupils shrank sharply, and he said in surprise: "Zhong Wu, it's Jinyiwei!" ”

Zhong Wu also noticed the embroidered spring knife in the hands of Tang Qi and the others at this time, and his face became gloomy.

Lin Mang looked at everyone and chuckled: "This strange beast is asked for by the official, do you have no opinion?" ”

There is no doubt in the plain words.

Zhong Wu's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "This lord, this strange beast is caught by us. ”

"Really?" Lin Mang smiled and played with taste: "But it's not in your hands now, is it?" ”

Lin Mang looked down at Pixiu on the ground, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in his eyes.

[Power Points-10000]

[Fascination Dafa Dacheng! ] 】

Fascination Dafa is not only good for people, but also for foreign beasts.

At the same time, Lin Mang's body exuded an extremely fierce and terrifying aura.

The domineering sword intent swept in!

Lin Mang's understanding of the sword intent is "those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die", which is extremely domineering.

To not surrender is to die, rough and simple.

And the sword intent of the magic knife is even more demonic, containing a terrifying killing intent.

Strange beasts like Pixiu are already extremely sensitive to this.

"Woo~" Pixiu's eyes showed a hint of fear.

The struggling head slowly lowered as a sign of submission.

Lin Mang patted its head with a smile, looked up at everyone, and said lightly: "What, are you still in trouble?" ”

Zhong Wu's expression changed, and even a faint trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

For the sake of this Pixiu, they have folded too many people, and now they give up like this, how can they give up?

"Let's go!"

Zhong Wu looked unwilling, turned around and left.

The rest of the crowd also looked ugly, and reluctantly turned around and walked back.

Zhong Wu clenched the dragon-patterned iron rod in his hand, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

"Do it!"

Zhong Wu suddenly let out a loud shout, turned around suddenly, and smashed down with an iron rod in his hand.

Intercept the river stick!

A stick fell, as if there was a majestic wave surging in, carrying 10,000 catties of huge force.

How is it possible to give up Pixiu?

How could he give up the prey that had already arrived.

What about Jinyiwei, on this Longshou Mountain, no one will know if he is dead.

Because of meddling over the years, have there been fewer Jinyi guards who have died in the river?

Among this group of people, the rest are at most congenital, and this guy makes him a little jealous.

But under the sudden attack, it will inevitably be too late to react, and even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

It's just that

The next moment, a hand lightly grabbed the dragon stick he swung.

This stick containing 10,000 catties of great power is like a joke in his hands.

Zhong Wu's pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were shocked.

"How is that possible?"

The strength of his stick can reach 10,000 catties, and this person can catch it without true qi?

Tiangang Realm!

The thought crossed my mind for a moment.

But by the time he reacted, it was too late.

Lin Mang stared at him coldly, and his terrifying strength came out of his body.

In an instant, the dragon pattern stick twisted like a twist, Zhong Wu's arm instantly turned into a twist, and his clothes shattered inch by inch.

"Ahh

Zhong Wu was horrified, and at that moment, his left hand fell like a knife and cut off his right arm.

Resisting the pain, he quickly retreated, and took out a flare from his bosom and sounded.

Lin Mang glanced at the signal flare that rose into the sky and stepped out.

"Boom!"

It was as if the bell was struck loudly, and the ground shook.

Gravel and dead wood rise from the forest.

"Knives!"

Tang Qi stepped forward respectfully and handed Lin Mang's saber.

"Poof!"

Lin Mang suddenly drew his knife and slashed it brutally.

The golden sword qi seemed to be swept by a great river, rolling up a terrifying sword qi of dozens of zhang, sweeping mightily.

The surging sword qi is rushing!

The majestic sword qi roared, cutting a ravine a foot deep in the ground.

More than ten people, including Zhong Wu, were torn apart little by little by the pure yang sword qi.

Bloody rain!

Lin Mang slowly put the knife into the sheath, his face was not shocked, as if he had done something insignificant, and turned his head and said, "Is there any healing elixir, feed it some." ”

Tang Qi hurriedly took out a bottle of Rejuvenation Pill and poured out a few grains.

Pixiu's eyes lit up, he let out a low sound, his tongue curled, and he swallowed the bottle in Tang Qi's hand directly.

Watching the wounds on Pixiu's body slowly recover, Lin Mang's face was surprised.

"What pill did you just feed?"

He rarely used pills, and although there was a quota in the Jinyi Guard, he never went to get it.

Tang Qi's heart was dripping blood, he glared at Pixiu angrily, and hurriedly replied: "Everyone, it's the Rejuvenation Pill, the incoming pill of the Tai Hospital." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Qi hesitated: "My lord, can you be reimbursed?" ”

"This elixir is Jinyi Wei Baihu, and you can only get one bottle a year."

"No wonder it works so well."

Lin Mang stretched out his hand and touched Pixiu's horns, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll go back and give you two bottles." ”

Tang Qi's face was happy.

Lin Mang smiled, patted Pixiu, turned over and rode up.

This is much more powerful than the Red Flame Horse.

……

Capital.

The door of the Marquis of Wuqing's mansion, which had been silent for many days, opened little by little.

Now the entire Wuqing Marquis seems empty.

There are more than half of the servants in the house.

Wu Qing walked out slowly.

Behind him, the woman in the red dress held an umbrella for him, and Xia Xueyi held the golden snake sword in her arms and followed behind.

In the sky, dark clouds converge.

"Boom!"

A muffled thunder exploded, and an arc of lightning swept through the clouds.

In an instant, a heavy rain fell from the sky and splashed on the bluestone floor.

"Smack!"

On the street, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

A figure slowly walked from the corner of the street, only one person, but it looked like an army.

The moment the heavy rain fell, it took the initiative to disperse.

It is rumored that the overseer of the West Factory has a peerless appearance, but no one has ever seen his true face.

For most of the people who had seen his face were dead.

Looking at the comer, Marquis Wu Qing's eyes were slightly raised, and there seemed to be some surprise in his eyes, and he said, "I've seen Lord Yu!" ”

Someone came by stepping on the water on the bluestone floor.

Lightning streaked.

Illuminated the silver-white flying fish suit with a golden flying fish pattern.

There was a slight cold femininity in the luxury, and the silver cloak hunted in the cold wind.

"Master Hou, go back."

"Your grounding period has not expired, this is a rebellion."

Wu Qinghou smiled lightly and said: "I have long heard that Lord Yu Du is a genius in the world, and when I see it today, it is worthy of its reputation." ”

"But today there is no Marquis of Wu Qing, only a father."

As the words fell, he threw out a large seal.

"Tell Your Majesty that when I come back, I will plead guilty."

Marquis Wu Qinghou walked out along the street.

At some point, many soldiers in heavy armor appeared around the street.

The master of the West Factory stood under the rain curtain.

"Cheng Hongnian, go back!"

The Overseer of the West Factory chuckled and turned to leave.

Today, Marquis Wuqing is not as a marquis, but as a Jianghu person.

This also means that after stepping out of the capital, he will lose that identity.

But this identity ...... Can it really be lost?