At the city gate, Ye Wuwu slowed down his pace and looked ahead with a flat gaze.

There are no rules or laws in the city, but there is still a force in charge of the city.

At the city gate, there were also guards, but they were not soldiers, but a few sloppy Jianghu guests, plus a somewhat dry and thin old man.

This is the guard of this gate.

One after another, people from the rivers and lakes continued to enter the city, and those guards didn't care about each other's names and origins, but they just had to charge a certain fee to enter the city.

And the collection of fees is mostly decided by the lean old man, and there is no specific amount, which seems extremely arbitrary.

The cultivation of these people swept away in Ye Wuwu's eyes, and there was nothing too surprising, especially the old man, who had a mediocre aura in his body, and was more like an ordinary person.

A burly man with a mountain sword with a fierce face was standing at the forefront of the team at this moment.

There was a bloody breath on this man's body, and there was a touch of red at the tip of the knife behind him, and a fierce and vicious aura emanated from his body, and he almost wrote a few big words on his face: I am not a good person.

At this moment, the vicious man glanced at the few people at the city gate, and then his face was a little disdainful, and his figure walked straight ahead, without any intention of paying the money.

It's just that when the man was about to walk past the old man, the thin old man who had been sitting on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and said hoarsely.

"If you enter the city, you must pay money."

The vicious man sneered with some disdain at this moment, and then pulled out the mountain knife behind him, but it was actually a horizontal knife at the other party's head, and said evilly.

"Do you want Lao Tzu to pay money? Don't go to the rivers and lakes to inquire, Lao Tzu's ghost knife Li Mad has always asked others for money, who dares to ask Lao Tzu for money? ”

The lean old man didn't speak, and there was some silence at the moment.

The fierce man named Li Mad slowly withdrew the big knife in his hand, then snorted lightly and walked towards the city.

Ye Wuwu, who was behind the team, squinted his eyes and quietly looked at the small episode in front of him.

This big sword man's cultivation is indeed a bit good, it is a second-grade realm, and he can be regarded as a small grandmaster in the rivers and lakes.

The man finally walked through the city gate at this moment, and he was about to set foot in this real Yecheng.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The silent old man, who had been kneeling on the ground, had a glimmer of essence flashing in his somewhat cloudy eyes at the moment, and then his body bounced up from the ground, his hands became claws, but he attacked the man from behind.

The man hurriedly turned around, with some disdain in his eyes, and his expression was not panicked, obviously he had already prepared for it.

The big knife swung and slashed directly at the attacking old man.

A cruel smile appeared in the man's eyes, as if he had anticipated what was going to happen next.

But in the next second, the look on his face suddenly froze, and the disdain in his eyes suddenly disappeared at this moment, but turned into a dull color.

The mountain opening knife that was waved out in his hand was grabbed by the old man in a strange posture at this moment, and he could no longer move a single bit.

The corners of the old man's mouth outlined a hideous smile at this moment, but with his somewhat dry body, it looked a little weird.

The old man's figure arched slightly, like a shrimp row, one foot was on the tip of the knife from the bottom up, and one arm was slightly torso, dead on the blade of the knife.

One hand and one foot, but this big knife is completely dead.

At this moment, the qi of the vicious man suddenly condensed, and the slightest internal force came out, and the qi was quite majestic.

At least in the second-grade realm, it's good.

But he still couldn't draw the broadsword, and the tip of the knife couldn't even move a bit.

There was a hint of horror in the man's eyes.

He just wanted to speak, but the old man suddenly exerted his strength, and the mountain-opening knife shattered from the middle with a click at this moment.

The broken knife fell to the ground with a clear sound of gold and stone colliding.

The man hurriedly spoke, and his body couldn't help but retreat, and said.

"I pay! I pay! ”

But the old man's figure was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the man.

The man still wanted to speak, but his body was stunned, his lips trembled slightly, but he could no longer speak.

At the city gate, the man's figure collapsed with a bang, and there was a hole in his chest, and the crimson liquid continued to flow out of it.

His figure was always at the city gate, and he had never really stepped into the land in the city.

The lean old man only let out a low chuckle at this moment, and then swept his toes, returned to his position, and sat down cross-legged.

The few Jianghu guests beside the old man were obviously not surprised, and at this moment, a figure stepped forward and dragged the man's body away, as for the rest of the people, they didn't even move.

It's as if everything is back to the way it was before.

If it weren't for Ye Wuwu witnessing the appearance of this scene, he wouldn't have thought that just a few minutes ago, there was a second-grade realm sword man here.

A few people who were still queuing up suddenly trembled, and there were originally several martial artists who were holding to watch a good show and didn't put the old man in their eyes at all, but they were also much more honest at the moment.

But Ye Wuwu always looked calm, his eyes swept over, and he didn't feel too surprised.

Although this old man was a little weird, he couldn't feel the slightest breath when he sat cross-legged, but when the other party made a move, his qi was revealed, but it was seen by Ye Wuwu at a glance.

This old man, although his appearance is not good, is also a white rainbow realm.

One product kills two products, what is the surprise?

There are not too many people in the team, except for Ye Wuwu at the end of the team, but there are only seven or eight people.

At this moment, they have honestly paid the money, that is, the entrance fee to the city.

As for the amount of the entrance fee, it is a bit strange.

The old man just glanced at it at random, and decided the amount of money that those people needed to pay.

Some people pay one tael of silver, some pay five taels, and some pay ten taels.

But at most, he only paid twenty taels of silver, and the man was not very lucky, and he emptied almost all his savings, so he was able to enter the city.

Soon, it finally arrived Ye Wuwu.

Ye Wuwu's face was flat, and he stood gently beside the old man.

Although he was not afraid of this old man, there was no need for any more trouble.

After all, I came to Yecheng this time just to help people bring a word, by the way...... Learn a few things.

Isn't it just to pay, and I'm not short of money.

Perhaps because Ye Wuwu's clothes and appearance were different from the rest of the martial artists, the old man looked at it a few more times before he spoke casually.

"Fifty taels of silver."

But it's a lot more expensive than those people just now.

But Ye Wuwu's expression was not abnormal, but he directly paid for it.

Fifty taels of silver is nothing to him.

But just as he was about to pay the money, the old man, who should have been silent, suddenly spoke.

"You, pay a hundred taels for entering the city."

Ye Wuwu smiled dumbly.

He immediately threw out a hundred taels of silver ticket and said with a casual expression.

"I didn't have much change with me, I was still thinking about fifty taels, you look for money for me, do I want it, but now I don't have to look for it."

After dropping these words, Ye Wuwu's figure walked forward, his steps light.

But the thin old man's brows were furrowed at the moment.

He got up slowly and said hoarsely to Ye Wuwu.

"If you say something wrong, you have to pay a thousand taels of silver, otherwise, you will not be allowed to enter the city."

The sword-bearing ranger stopped at this moment.

(End of chapter)