In the morning, Zhang Yange pushed open the door, and it was white outside.

It turned out to be a heavy snowfall last night.

Song Nianqing has already entered the territory of Beiliang, and the people came openly, saying that they want to fight with Zhang Yange.

This old man is very smart, if he wanted to assassinate Zhang Yange, Zhao Dian would naturally not send him. The purpose of letting him come was to kill Zhang Yange openly.

There is no Song Nianqing on the martial arts evaluation list, and there is no Wu Jian, the ancestor of the Wu family's sword mound, and Li Dangxin of the Liangchan Temple and those masters of Longhu Mountain are not on the list.

This is an unspoken rule, it's not that they're too weak, but the masters of these places who have already had rules can't be on the list without the consent of others.

Is Song Nianqing strong?

Naturally strong!

Zhang Yange found a broom to clear the snow, and Nangong stood at the door and watched for a long time.

"Are you on the finger?" She opened her mouth to ask whom.

Zhang Yange's appearance of clearing the snow makes the layman only think it looks good-looking, and it is natural.

But Nangong saw that it was a fist, that was a sword, and that was a knife!

Zhang Yange is like a mountain that she can't overcome.

"I killed Gong Pu some time ago, and it's not interesting for me to take it with me in the King Kong Realm anymore." Zhang Yange said as he piled the snow.

Gong Pu is not well-known in Liyang, but he is very famous in Beimang. Nangong naturally heard of Gong Pu, the strongest Gong Pu of Beimang King Kong.

"Indeed." Nangong nodded. "By the way, I want to thank you for killing Han Shengxuan."

Nangong has her mother's surname, and her father's name is Xie Yingguan.

Back then, Xie Guanying suffered the difficulty of destroying the country and did not die, and was rescued by Nangong and her mother, Xie Yingguan found that this woman not only had the beauty of captivating the city and the country, but also had luck.

So Xie Guanying killed Nangong's mother for his own thousand-year-old emperor's ambitions, and then seized part of the qi by himself, and the remaining qi was divided into three and flowed into Donghai, Beimang, and Tai'an City.

Those three points of luck were obtained by Wang Xianzi, Tuoba Bodhisattva, and Han Shengxuan.

That's why Nangong wants to be the number one in the world, because none of the four people she wants to kill is easy to kill.

"I was trying to protect myself, too." Zhang Yange said modestly. "It's snowing today, you're in a good mood, you're watching!"

After Zhang Yange finished speaking, black lines appeared on his hands.

When this trick is in the Vajra Realm, it is always not used well.

But now that it's time to use it again, it's very proficient.

The most terrifying thing about this black line is that it can cut off the connection between the celestial realm and heaven and earth.

And the most terrifying thing about the Celestial Realm is the connection with heaven and earth, fighting with them is like fighting with one side of heaven and earth.

Zhang Yange is deeply aware of this.

Han Shengxuan's red line can cut off this connection, and then greatly damage the strength of the Celestial Realm, so Han Shengxuan claims to refer to Xuanshan to kill the celestial phenomena.

After Zhang Yange killed Han Shengxuan, he learned this secret technique, but he was very rusty in the King Kong Realm, and he could only scare and scare people.

But it's only now that it's showing its power.

"This black silk is Han Shengxuan's?"

"Black line!" Zhang Yange corrected.

Nangong glanced at the black thread like silk.

I don't understand why Zhang Yange cares so much about black lines and black silk...

"See." Zhang Yange said.

The black line began to flutter in his hand, and Nangong hurriedly stepped on the ground, if he was touched by this black line, his qi machine would be easily torn apart. ….

The corners of Zhang Yange's mouth rose, and Nangong was still entangled by this black line.

She looked at Zhang Yange in surprise, and now she couldn't resist what Zhang Yange wanted to do to her.

Fortunately, Zhang Yange quickly put away the black line, and he asked, "Have you learned?"

Nangong shook his head, "Even if you understand, you still need to take a look."

"It's okay." Zhang Yange demonstrated it to her a few more times.

"I've learned the black line." Nangong nodded.

"Mine is black thread, yours is black thread." Zhang Yange said seriously. Nangong, who learned this skill, is not

I am willing to be more serious with Zhang Yange.

"My black silk!" After she finished speaking, she went straight out to the Tingchao Pavilion.

Zhang Yange ate hot pot with the three of them in the evening.

In the evening, it starts to snow again, and it is a beautiful thing to eat hot pot and enjoy the snow at the same time.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Nangong gave the double knife to Xu Fengnian.

However, she changed to a sitting position that was easiest to exert force, and the person outside the door made her feel very powerful.

Zhang Yange opened the door, and outside the door was an old man in a green shirt.

It didn't look good, but there were thirteen swords hanging on the old horse behind him.

Zhang Yange frowned slightly, and Song Nianqing said familiarly, "Zhang Shaoxia, I won't be allowed to live in the inns in this city.

The old man doesn't care, but I'm afraid this old horse can't do it."

In order to disgust people, Xu Xiao deliberately made the inn in Beiliang not allow Song Nianqing to be received. After this old man entered Beiliang, he basically didn't have a good day.

"Please come in." Zhang Yange let him in.

Tying the horse to the stable, Zhang Yange got some forage for it.

The listless old horse was a little more energetic.

"Thank you, Zhang Shaoxia." Song Nianqing hugged his fists.

"Have you eaten it?" Zhang Yange looked at the master of the Dongyue Sword Pool.

"I ate some dry food on the way." Song Nianqing was ready to make do in the stable.

"A fight is a fight, and a meal is a meal." Zhang Yange said, "First, you can live in that room for the next few days."

"Zhang Shaoxia, I am going to fight to the death with you."

"I know." Zhang Yange said indifferently.

Song Nianqing glanced at Zhang Yange seriously, and finally followed him into the house.

Chen Yu got up and made a pair of bowls for Song Nianqing, and Zhang Yange smiled and made him a good sauce.

The lamb and tofu tumbling in the pot are almost ready.

"Then the old man is welcome." Song Nianqing said.

He stretched out his fast son to pick up a piece of mutton, Nangong was faster than him!

Seeing this, Song Nianqing flicked the fast son and knocked Nangong's fast son back. He picked up the piece of mutton, dipped it in the sauce and ate it in one bite.

"Delicious! It's delicious." Song Nianqing said with a smile.

He glanced at the three of them, and the old man really didn't think clearly about the relationship between the two men and two women.

He has devoted his life to kendo, and has never had a child relationship, even his wife stops at respecting each other as a guest, advocating the concept that people are not as good as the old and the sword is not as good as the new.

In the original book, he walked the rivers and lakes for the last time, and it was also the last sword in this life, for the only wife who was ashamed of himself in his life.

Nangong and Song Nianqing robbed three more times.

Only a slice of lamb was snatched.

Song Nianqing glanced at Nangong and said, "If it is a few years later, this pot of delicacies will be monopolized by Your Excellency alone."

Nangong shook his head and said, "With him, I still have to look at my face when I eat."

"That's it!" Zhang Yange didn't have a good airway.

This Nangong always likes to tease himself for a few sentences.

Song Nianqing looked at Zhang Yange, and had the idea of grabbing it.

"Let's eat well, delicious at the moment, eating a full stomach is the most important thing, don't let down this hot pot, and the snow tonight." Zhang Yange said.

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August South Su