The rain was majestic.

"Boom!"

Brilliant lightning streaked across the sky.

The cold wind howled and swept into the house.

The candle flame flickered gently.

The sound of rain hitting the blades clanged.

Lin Mang's face was unwavering.

"It's made Master Hou wait for a long time."

Lin Mang sat quietly, without the slightest intention of getting up.

"Presumptuous!"

The woman holding the umbrella behind her let out a cold shout: "Master Hou in person, you are a small thousand households, you dare to sit." ”

Lin Mang glanced at her and snorted coldly.

This sound is like a dragon roaring!

The tables and chairs in the post station exploded instantly.

The woman in the red dress changed her face slightly, her eyes opened slightly, and she took a step back.

Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

Lin Mang said coldly: "When does a dog dare to talk more." ”

"You ......" The woman in the red dress looked angry, and there was murder in her eyes.

There was a faint hint of jealousy flashing in the depths of his eyes.

What an esoteric sonic technique!

Wu Qinghou raised his hand slightly, staring at Lin Mang, he couldn't see any expression on his face, but there was a trace of emotion in his tone: "You are the only one who Ben Hou looks away." ”

"I thought you were just a worm that could be crushed to death at will, but I never thought that you would harm Benhou many times."

"So Ben Hou is here in person!"

"If I keep you, it will be a great disaster in the future!"

Wu Qinghou's tone was still calm, as if he was telling a trivial matter.

"Haha!" Lin Mang laughed out loud.

"yes!"

Lin Mang nodded slowly, and chuckled: "It's me, an inconspicuous insect in your eyes, who killed your son." ”

"Li Mingcheng's original look is still fresh in my memory."

Wu Qinghou's unfazed eyes faintly revealed a trace of cold killing intent.

Lin Mang smiled.

That's right.

Hearing that his son is dead, if he can really be indifferent, it will be too cold-blooded.

But if he was really cold-blooded, he wouldn't really help Li Mingcheng.

The moment he saw Wu Qinghou, he was still surprised in his heart.

After all, he should be grounded now.

But if you think about it, some people in this world are different after all.

The crime committed by Li Mingcheng will be the crime of raiding the house and destroying the door if anyone else.

But Marquis Wu Qing was only grounded for three months!

How unfair!

Thousands of unjust souls in Yanshan County, how can they turn a blind eye!

After all, the rules of this world are only for ordinary people, and they cannot be restrained by the elites at the top.

Because they stand on top of that rule!

And he is just a small thousand households, just sentient beings under the rules.

"Huh!" Lin Mang chuckled, with three points of self-deprecation and seven points of contempt in his laughter.

"Master Hou!"

"This official is also a thousand households in Jinyi Weibei Town, the Son of Heaven is pro-army, do you really have no scruples?"

"No!" Wu Qinghou shook his head and said, "Today, I am here as a Jianghu person. ”

"Haha!"

"What a Jianghu person's identity!"

The smile on Lin Mang's face gradually faded, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Rules?

Fuck the bullshit rules!

"Sonorous!"

The embroidered spring knife suddenly came out of its sheath, and the bright light of the knife extinguished the candle flame.

It's dark in the house!

The moment the lightning struck, Lin Mang had already arrived in front of Marquis Wu Qing, and the blade slashed straight down.

"Boom!"

In the darkness, a sword stabbed like a lightning bolt.

The golden sword shadow is vibrating!

"Golden Snake Langjun!"

Lin Mang's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of Wu Qinghou.

Wu Qinghou said calmly: "I owe my son's life, it's time to pay it back." ”

Xia Xueyi held the Golden Snake Sword, and the momentum on her body gradually rose.

"You're no match for me."

Lin Mang sneered, and the majestic sword qi suddenly erupted, rolling like a stormy wave.

"Don't talk too much!"

People go with the knife, and the hobbing knife gas carries the vast momentum.

The swords parted, and the figures of the two staggered at the same time.

Fast!

The figures of both of them were almost to the extreme, and they came to the outside of the post station in the blink of an eye.

Lin Mang's body was pure Yang Tiangang's true qi was spurting, and the heavy rain was steaming in an instant.

Wisps of white mist rose into the sky.

The Golden Snake Sword in Xia Xueyi's hand suddenly differentiated into a dense Golden Snake Sword Shadow.

Heavy rain stops!

A sword in the air!

Almost instantly, the sword shadows in the sky staggered, and the power they carried directly shattered all the rain within a radius of tens of meters, gathering behind the sword shadows like silk threads, dragging out a straight trail.

Lin Mangtong's hole is miniaturized.

"Dang!"

The golden bell jar roared.

Lin Mang raised his knife and cut it down.

Magic Knife!

The domineering sword qi seat permeated a radius of 100 meters.

The sword qi was surging, and the wind was howling.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xia Xueyi's eyes, and she muttered, "Knife intent? ”

Step out.

Sword intent also converged.

"Boom!"

It was like a massive multi-ton heavy stone colliding with each other, bursting out with a roar like a mountain and a tsunami.

The dripping rain flew in a circular arc to both sides.

In the darkness, the golden bell jar around Lin Mang's body loomed.

His hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

On the other side, Xia Xueyi took a few steps back, leaving a deeply dented footprint on the ground.

The rain soaked his robes.

In the next moment, a figure as fast as lightning sneaked in the rain curtain, like a ghost.

In an instant, Lin Mang had rushed to Xia Xueyi's side, and the sword light swept in front of him.

It has touched the wisps of heaven and earth vitality.

"Zeng!"

Swords collided, and the two fought fiercely in the rain.

The majestic sword qi and sword qi spread wildly in all directions.

The ground has long been crisscrossed by ravines.

At the door of the post station, Marquis Wu Qing looked quietly.

The woman in the red dress behind her opened her lips slightly, and said, "Master Hou, let the others go on, Xia Yuyi will lose if she fights again." ”

Xia Xueyi is the fifth level of Tiangang, but this person has fought the seventh level of Tiangang with the golden snake sword.

But Xia Xueyi is injured after all now, and on the way they came, they had encountered a Mingjiao attack and killing.

Wu Qinghou slowly put on a pair of silver silk gloves and looked ahead, and his words sounded:

"He owes my son's life, and he should pay it back."

Situ Yuetong shrank and said in a low voice: "I understand." ”

Looking at Xia Xueyi, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

Situ Yue waved her hand lightly, and the people in the rivers and lakes standing under the rain curtain retreated one after another.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Lin Mang took a few steps back, stabilized his figure, and with a drop of rain in his footsteps, the rain under his feet broke instantly, supporting his body and jumping up.

Lin Mang's eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Above the blade, a terrifying force gathered.

Full of true qi to vent to the fullest.

This is a sword that gathers the strength of the whole body.

"The Magic Knife - Dancing with the Demons"

The darkness seemed to be slashed by the sword.

Annihilation in all directions!

A dazzling rain of blood flew out along with the rain.

"Peng!"

Xia Xueyi fell heavily to the ground, coughing up blood.

A deep wound appeared on his chest, and the pure yang sword qi continued to ravage his meridians.

This knife broke his dantian lifeline!

Xia Xueyi staggered to his feet and asked, "What kind of knife technique is this?" ”

"Magic Knife!"

"Poof!" Xia Xueyi looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, her eyes drooping slightly.

"Master Hou, I have repaid your kindness."

"I just hope you keep your promise and spare my daughter's life."

The sound grew weaker and weaker, almost inaudible.

[Energy +50000]

Lin Mang carried a knife and walked slowly under the rain curtain.

The cold gaze stared at the figure under the umbrella, and the cold voice converged into silk threads, piercing the rain curtain.

"Master Hou!"

"Have you heard...... The roar of the unjust soul! ”