Zhang Shuo's offensive became more and more ferocious, the moves were all knife techniques that left no way to live, the cold light in his eyes was extremely indifferent, Ye Lingfeng was beaten and retreated, and the rest of the brothers of the four ghosts of the Yellow River also surrounded them, they threw Guo Jing aside, ready to solve their more troublesome guy first.

At the last moment, on the city tower not far away, there was suddenly a long-sleeved figure slowly flying up, and the guard who was responsible for guarding the city gate on the side let out an exclamation, just wanted to drink the order, but had been brushed to the ground by a sleeve, it seems that there are hallucinogenic drugs in the clothes of this person.

The person who came was clear-looking, tall and thin, with a cool demeanor, Xiao Shuxuanju, like a god, wearing a green coat, wearing a square scarf of the same color, looking like a scribe, with a few white hairs in his hair, and his age was not particularly old.

He walked slowly to the edge of the city tower, looked at the two people fighting outside the middle capital, picked up a piece of gravel on the ground on the same side, gestured skillfully, and bounced the small stone out in a very tricky posture, and the stone jumped and rolled in the air, and delicately hit Zhang Shuo's right arm.

Zhang Shuo is good at making his right arm, and his strength knife technique relies on the huge force of his right arm, but this inconspicuous pebble seals the entire acupuncture point on his right arm.

"Damn, what's going on? What weird tricks did you kid use? How could my right arm..."Zhang Shuo's right arm was damaged, where could he still pick up the steel knife? Throwing it casually, his left hand leaned on the ground, barely supporting his body.

took advantage of his illness and wanted him to die, such a wonderful opportunity, where would Ye Lingfeng let it go? He directly picked up the Nanshan palm technique, and slapped it on Zhang Shuo's heavenly spirit cover, at this time, Zhang Shuo's meridians were damaged, and his cultivation was probably not even comparable to an ordinary person, where could he stand this palm? Suddenly he whimpered, and fell to the ground without knowing life or death.

The three ghosts of the Yellow River and the dragon king of the Ghost Gate Sha Tongtian behind him were shocked, the original situation was almost one-sided, but he didn't expect to be suddenly reversed by this kid, Sha Tongtian didn't know what kung fu he used, and he directly broke the meridians of his eldest disciple, and then the palm was mediocre, and it seemed to be the trick of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan.

"If you don't leave now, when will you stay?" The mysterious man on the city wall spoke in a dull voice, his tone thick and neutral, and his voice sounded like that of a man. Ye Lingfeng took advantage of Sha Tongtian and the others not reacting, and hurriedly dragged Guo Jing up, helped him onto the white horse, and was about to rush into the gate of Zhongdu.

Sha Tongtian shouted, hurting the eldest disciple in front of him, where can these two people be allowed to live? He had a big bald head, his eyes were full of red silk, his eyes were protruding, and he looked like he was going to fight for his life. Although this person was born ugly, he is very good at kung fu, at least with his level of internal strength, he can not take the Jiangnan Seven Monsters in his eyes.

The mysterious person repeats the old trick, a few small stones fly away, this time he has no specific goal, just to block the way, although the power is reduced because of the group hair, but when it hits the old three horses Qingxiong in the four ghosts of the Yellow River, the amazing manpower directly forced it back dozens of steps, which shows its power.

Ye Lingfeng and Guo Jing hurriedly entered the city, passed through a small bazaar, and finally threw away those useless bags, changed their appearance back to their own appearance, and looked at the four ghosts of the Yellow River and others who were not chasing behind them, and the two brothers breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, I finally arrived at the capital of the Jin Kingdom smoothly.

The mysterious person who rescued the two before did not show up, and Ye Lingfeng deduced from those small stones that this person should be from Peach Blossom Island, after all, with such a powerful power, there is nothing else in the Condor Plane except for the world's most powerful finger power.

He didn't see the appearance of the person who came clearly, but it should be related to Huang Yaoshi, maybe it was to thank his brothers for persuading Huang Rong to go back, he originally wanted to come to thank him, but when he saw this kind of thing, he came to help, and people exchanged favors for favors, and there was really no need for people to see each other again. This explanation is indeed very flavorful of Peach Blossom Island, and when I go to see my father-in-law in the future, I will ask this matter clearly.

This middle capital, that is, Kyoto in later generations, is the capital of the Dajin Kingdom, and it is also the first prosperous place today, even if the old capital of the Song Dynasty Bianliang and the new capital Lin'an, in comparison, are not as good.

Guo Jing was born in the desert since he was a child, where has he ever seen such prosperity? I saw the red mansion painting pavilion in the city, the embroidered household Zhumen, the carved cars competed, and the horses competed. The high cabinet giant shop, full of strange goods and foreign objects. Tea shop wine shop, but see the Chinese clothes and beads, the road full of flowers, the drums are noisy, the golden green is shining, and Luo Qi is fragrant, and it does have the style of the capital of a country.

Just experienced a foot war, where did the two brothers still have the extra physical strength to enjoy the streets, they found an inn everywhere and stayed. At this time, it was already afternoon, Ye Lingfeng bought some healing medicine in a nearby pharmacy to dress Guo Jing's wounds, and then connected his ribs for him with his familiarity with the human body's meridians, but he was already exhausted, and the two immediately asked for some simple food at the inn, and rested hastily for the night.

On the second day, Ye Lingfeng went to the clothing store to buy clothes, after all, the previous desert merchant was too conspicuous, if the four ghosts of the Yellow River and others chased into the city, it was inevitable that they would find out, and now they are definitely not opponents, Guo Jing's physical condition, where can he withstand a big battle?

Speaking of the four ghosts of the Yellow River, after resting at the inn yesterday, the personal prestige of his space panel increased by a hundred points, it seems that the palm of his mending knife yesterday exactly cost Zhang Shuo's life, he belongs to the Mongolian camp, and these personal reputations should be fed back from the space after his death.

Similarly, through the Marauder talent, Ye Lingfeng got 1,200 Holy Spirit Points from him, it seems that this guy is also a rich master, and thirty percent of the points can still have so many. It seems that if there are enough experienced practitioners in the opposing lineup this time, after the end of this plane, before the next plane, his Holy Spirit Points will be enough. Sure enough, killing people and selling goods is the best way to become stronger in space.

Ye Lingfeng arranged Guo Jing to rest in the inn, went to buy clothes by himself, and after changing his outfit, he walked around this prosperous capital by the way, there are indeed many strange gadgets here, which are unique to ancient times and cannot be seen in later generations.

Walking through a market, Ye Lingfeng suddenly heard the noise of people in front of him, and the sound of cheers and shouts was endless, and from a distance, there were a lot of people around a high platform, and he didn't know what he was looking at. His curiosity was aroused, and he also leaned in to take a look at the excitement.

I saw a pennant inserted next to the small high platform, red flowers on a white background, embroidered with four gilded characters of "competition to recruit relatives", under the fluttering pennant, there were two people who were fists and feet, and they were playing lively.

A heroic woman was dressed in red, with a delicate appearance, and the other was a tall man, with ordinary appearance, and his martial arts were also very ordinary.

The girl in red swept her hair, lowered her spear, and retreated under the flagpole. Ye Lingfeng looked from afar, and saw that this girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, which was the age of youth, her hair was swaying in the wind, slim, her eyes and teeth were bright, and her face was good, she was a rare heroic beauty.

The girl whispered a few words to a middle-aged man beside her, and the middle-aged man nodded, made a gesture to everyone, and said loudly: "My surname is Mu Mingyi, and my surname is from Shandong." Passing through your land, one does not seek fame, and the other is not for profit, just because the little girl is already in her prime, and she has not yet been allowed to get her mother-in-law's family. ”

"My little daughter likes to dance with knives, guns and sticks, and once made a wish, not to hope that her husband is rich and rich, but to have a good man with excellent martial arts skills as a lover, so I came to this prosperous place to dare to put this high platform, but I ask all the heroes of the rivers and lakes to come forward enthusiastically to participate in my little girl's martial arts competition."

Many people in the audience saw that the girl in red was beautiful and delicate, and suddenly had the idea of kissing Fangze, and they were already gearing up, wanting to go up to the high platform to try it out and hug the beauty. But since it is a martial arts competition, even if it is a family recruitment, there are still rules, and many onlookers think of this, so they ask out loud.

When the middle-aged man heard the question, he also smiled faintly and responded: "Today, we are recruiting relatives in a martial arts competition, who is under the age of thirty and has not yet married, and can win the little girl's punch and kick, and the little girl will be married to him in the future." ”

"Our father and daughter, from south to north, have also set up a lot of tables, just because the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to care, so they have never gotten a good match."

Speaking of this, he also paused, clasped his fists to the surrounding audience and said: "This Dajin Kingdom is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the masters and chivalrous men want to come a lot, and they are acting absurdly, please bear with me and give me advice." ”

Yang Mu? Shandong? Isn't this Yang Tiexin, whose wife can be abducted? Then this girl is Mu Nianci. Calculate the plot, it seems that Yang Kang is about to appear, thinking of the upheaval between Mu Nianci and Yang Kang in the original book, he subconsciously sighed, since he was able to see this lovely woman with his own eyes this time, he would not hand her over to you Yang Kang.

Ye Lingfeng thought of this, so he raised a little interest, and looked at the middle-aged man on the high platform, only to see that this Yang Tiexin had a thick waist and broad shoulders, very burly, with a slightly hunched back, white temples, a wrinkled face, and a very sad expression, wearing a set of coarse cotton clothes, and his body was full of patches, and it seemed that he was also living a very difficult life.

On the other hand, Mu Nianci on the side can't be said to be a rich lady when she is dressed, but at least she is also brightly dressed. It is obvious that although Mu Nianci was adopted by him, he also treated him well and knew him as his own child.

After Yang Tiexin explained the rules, many people suddenly felt that their strength was not bad, and they stepped forward to make a few moves with Mu Nianci. What they didn't expect was that this little woman looked delicate, but in fact she was full of heroism, and her shots were fierce and violent, not inferior to men in the slightest, and dozens of people in a row were not her enemies alone.