Master Fang Zheng asked himself that he had experienced a lot of winds and waves, but it was the first time that he was scolded by a woman pointing his nose at a bald donkey.

Suddenly, the old monk's heart was extremely unhappy.

Seeing this, Chongxu Daoist hurriedly stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.

"Everyone take a step back, what do you have to say......"

But before he finished speaking, he was unceremoniously interrupted by Mrs. Qian.

"Go to the miscellaneous hair, I'll look for Tong Xiangyu!"

Straggy hair!

Daoist Chongxu thought that he had a very good temper, but at this moment, he also suddenly became angry.

The main reason is that not only is this title extremely insulting, but Mrs. Qian's tone and demeanor are also extremely provocative.

Mrs. Qian looked at Fang Zheng and Chongxu, and was obviously more angry, and scolded loudly.

"Tong Xiangyu, what kind of strange guy did you find in the place where you used the old lady, he is a miscellaneous hair and a bald donkey, don't hide if you have the ability, come out for the old lady."

The more Mrs. Qian scolded, the louder her voice became.

She had indeed gone out to take stock recently, and she had planned to come back in a few days.

But Mrs. Qian was shrewd and capable, and she completed everything in advance, and just returned early to make a surprise inspection.

As a result, when I arrived at home, I found that the money shopkeeper looked wrong and panicked.

Mrs. Qian is so smart, as soon as she asks a little question, the shopkeeper Qian recruits everything.

Originally, the manor was empty and empty, and the Qian family had a big business, so it didn't take care of so much, and Mrs. Qian didn't have any opinion on renting it out.

If it was rented to someone else, maybe Mrs. Qian would praise Lao Qian for his business acumen, but it turned out that it was Tong Xiangyu who rented it out!

Mrs. Qian exploded in one fell swoop.

The last thing she can hear is Tong Xiangyu's name, she has always regarded Tong Xiangyu as her competitor, and it is okay if she doesn't take the initiative to dismantle the stage, how can she bear this matter?

Immediately, Mrs. Qian didn't ask clearly, and directly brought someone to make trouble.

Listening to Mrs. Qian's words was really unsound, even Zhu Xiaoyun next to her couldn't listen to it.

"This lady, can you communicate well, if you have anything to say slowly, where did the shopkeeper Tong provoke you."

"Where did the little girl dare to argue with the old lady, you know what!"

"Small, girl?"

Zhu Xiaoyun's eyes widened suddenly, and she hid her face and ran away.

Lu Yiming and Zhou Dunru hurriedly stepped forward to comfort them.

"Senior brother, she can't see it, don't take it to heart."

"Why do you say that, is it my fault that I am handsome and handsome?"

Lu Yiming and Zhou Dunru were speechless.

Seeing that Mrs. Qian is so strong in combat with one mouth, a few big men can't fight back.

Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei faction, wanted to do it, but was stopped by his sister Xuanjing.

"Senior brother, don't do it, I'll go and tell her, we are both women, maybe we can communicate well."

With that, Master Xuan Jing walked over to play the round.

"This lady, there may be some misunderstanding here, but you shouldn't curse the two monks like that."

As soon as Master Xuan Jing spoke, Mrs. Qian looked her up and down, and then looked at Fang Zheng and Chong Xu.

"What is the relationship between the three of you? Why do I look a little abnormal? ”

"Huh!"

Master Fang Zheng, Daoist Chongxu, and Master Xuanjing were all old, adding up to more than two hundred years old, and they were all a little embarrassed and blushing when Mrs. Qian said it.

"It's infuriating!"

Master Xuanjing, who had always been peaceful, couldn't bear it anymore, and decisively drew his sword.

"What's the matter, you still want to use force?"

Before the words fell, Mrs. Qian had been sent into the air by Master Fang Zheng's Dharma leg.

It just so happened that Yan Ming was not here, and he had no scruples between shots.

Before he fell, he was sent back into the air by the Tai Chi fist power of the Chongxu Dao Chief.

Immediately, Master Xuanjing's Emei sword technique sword aura was like a waterfall, and several swords were stabbed in an instant, as if venting.

Subsequently, the lantern master and the five elders of Kongtong who participated in the meeting took action one after another.

The scene was so lively for a while!

Half an hour later, Mrs. Qian landed, and the guys who came with the Qian Mansion dared to step forward.

——

In a small forest on the bank of the Xiliang River, Yu Canghai was carried by his apprentices and rested under a tree.

They fought and retreated, they really couldn't run, and they had to rest.

"Master, your ...... injury"

Luo Renjie, whose face was covered with blood and his forehead was opened, pointed to Yu Canghai's wound and said.

Now the black gas is more extensive than before, and it is shocking to watch.

It seems that if you don't deal with it, it will be very dangerous.

"Got it, don't talk nonsense!"

Yu Canghai roared impatiently.

How could he, as the person concerned, not understand?

Yan Ming, this guy doesn't know what kind of poison he uses, it's so powerful!

But Yu Canghai had no choice, they were chased by Lin Pingzhi all the way and escaped all the way, and there was no condition to stop and deal with their injuries well.

Half of the Qingcheng Sect disciples who accompanied him are now dead, and the rest are all wounded to some extent, and a few have broken hands and feet.

Qingcheng Sixiu, three have died, and now only the injured Luo Renjie remains.

Obviously, Lin Pingzhi's current strength can kill them all, but Lin Pingzhi just doesn't give them a good time, and enjoys the feeling of chasing them a little bit.

Appears to be teasing dying prey.

"Damn, this Lin Pingzhi, how can the progress of martial arts be so terrifying!"

Yu Canghai's mentality collapsed, and he scolded.

He saw Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship, and it was beyond his understanding.

Swift, tricky, ruthless!

Yu Canghai had never seen this kind of swordsmanship!

He never expected that he would be forced into a desperate situation by the long-coveted swordsmanship.

Yu Canghai scolded Yan Ming countless times in his heart.

If it weren't for Yan Ming's guy who poisoned and injured himself, how could he be chased by Lin Pingzhi like a lost dog?

Yu Canghai wished that he would immediately return to his full state and crush Lin Pingzhi to death.

But this is destined to be a pipe dream.

"Master, he, he's here again!"

Next to him, the Qingcheng Sect disciple shouted with a crying voice.

All eyes were on them.

Sure enough, Lin Pingzhi's cold figure slowly appeared not far away, walking towards them step by step, unhurriedly.

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were already like frightened birds, and the hands holding the hilt of the sword were trembling.

"Yu Canghai, I just used the evil sword technique, can you see it clearly?" Lin Pingzhi asked softly.

"I, I can't do it!"

A Qingcheng sect disciple couldn't stand it anymore, so he just turned his head and ran.

But before he could run a few steps, Lin Pingzhi swooped up like a ghost and killed him with a sword.

He's ridiculously fast!

On the way to escape just now, there were also many Qingcheng Sect disciples who wanted to escape, but they were all killed by Lin Pingzhi without exception.

They weren't given a chance at all.

But for the other Qingcheng Sect disciples who stopped in place, Lin Pingzhi was not in a hurry to make a move.

"Lin Daxia, I know that I am wrong, please be merciful and spare my life, it is all my master, he made us do it, it has nothing to do with us!"

A Qingcheng sect disciple fell to the ground with a long sword, and Putong knelt down, begging with tears.

"Spare you?"

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile, but there were a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

"When you killed my Fuwei Dart Bureau, did you think about sparing them?"

"When you killed my father and mother, did you think about letting them go?"

"When you chased and killed me, did you think about mercy on your men?"

The thin sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand swept over the Qingcheng Sect's disciple, and then pointed at Yu Canghai.

"You just deserve it!"

The faces of the Qingcheng Sect disciples showed despair.

Yu Canghai gritted his teeth, ignoring the injuries on his body, and suddenly raised his true qi.

The tearing sensation in the meridians, along with the aggravation and deterioration of the internal injury, suddenly hit.

But Yu Canghai can't care so much, sitting still and waiting to die, it's not his style!

"Don't be afraid, fight with this turtle son!"

After speaking, Yu Canghai rushed first.

Luo Renjie also gritted his teeth and rushed over with other Qingcheng sect disciples to besiege him.

"Yu Canghai, you killed my father and mother for the evil sword technique, now you give me a good look!"

Before Lin Pingzhi finished speaking, the person had already rushed out.

It's as fast as lightning, but it's a bit graceful when it strikes.

After a few turns, the Qingcheng Sect disciples fell to the ground one after another.

Before Luo Renjie could see it clearly, he was slashed by the sword blade through his throat, and fell to the ground with both hands.

Yu Canghai struck with a heart-shattering palm, Lin Pingzhi dodged, and the sword light struck from another tricky angle.

Even though Yu Canghai had been watching for a long time, he still couldn't understand the way of this evil sword technique, so he could only try his best to dodge.

Yu Canghai's palm power is not weak, so Lin Pingzhi can't get close, but he is destined not to last long.

After just a few palms, Yu Canghai was exhausted, and was directly grabbed by Lin Pingzhi and slashed his legs with a sword.

Yu Canghai was crooked again and again, but he couldn't hold on to his short body and didn't fall.

However, Lin Pingzhi's fast swords came one after another.

In an instant, it swept through many places on Yu Canghai's body, and at the same time solved some other Qingcheng Sect disciples.

A few bits of blood fell on Lin Pingzhi's face, reflecting his even more evil spirit.

"Turtle son!"

Before Yu Canghai finished scolding, he was pierced through the heart by a sword.

In the woods, it finally fell silent.

The wind rustles through the leaves.

After a long time, Lin Pingzhi's choked voice sounded.

"Dad, mother, Pingzhi has finally avenged you!"

Seven Heroes Town.

After a busy day, everyone finally returned to the Tongfu Inn.

Recently, for Xiaobei to take over as the head of Hengshan, the big guys have been busy.

Now that the dust has settled and most of the people from all sects are gone, the big guy can finally relax.

Li Dazui made more food than usual, and everyone pulled it into their mouths one by one.

From time to time, they could be heard.

"Mrs. Qian's life is miserable...... What an honor it is for a person to be able to suffer so many times at the same time in his lifetime, and it is the most profound and brilliant martial arts! ”

"Hey, Yan Zhutou, you're here! Have you eaten it, let's eat some together! ”

It just so happened that everyone saw Yan Ming passing by and asked him to come in.

Yan Ming walked in and sat at a table next to him.

"I've eaten it."

"Today, I still want to thank Yan Zhutou for helping us solve the trouble of the Songshan faction, otherwise Xiaobei may not be able to be the head of this house, everyone applauds!" Bai Zhantang proposed.

Everyone at the Tongfu Inn applauded.

"Low-key, low-key." Yan Ming imitated the demeanor of Master Lao Xing, and pressed it with both hands.

In fact, he didn't want to target the Songshan faction, to be honest, whether the Wuyue faction was merged or not had nothing to do with him.

If they make trouble outside, Yan Ming doesn't care.

Before Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin handwashing conference, Yan Ming didn't ask.

But the people of the Songshan faction openly ran to their own territory to set up a shelf and cause destruction, so they couldn't stand idly by.

Once they make a move, the Songshan faction will kill several people, and Yan Ming will naturally not be polite.

After a few words of greeting, Yan Ming looked at the paperwork in his hand.

"What do you look at?" Lu Xiucai asked.

"It's a self-recommendation."

Yan Ming patted the thick pile of paper in his hand.

Recently, since Lao Xing was transferred, he is the only official in Seven Heroes Town.

In addition, the current Qixia Town is more than one grade more prosperous than before, and the law and order are good, which has faintly turned this place into a center within a few hundred miles of the vicinity.

As a result, the workload has also increased, and there is a serious shortage of manpower.

Lou Zhixian and Yan Ming have discussed several times about recruiting a new catcher.

However, there is still no clue.

If you put it in the past, just find someone, or let someone from above do it.

But now the situation in Qixia Town is special, and with Yan Ming Zhuyu in front, ordinary people really can't afford to catch this fast.

But the news that Seven Heroes Town was going to recruit a new catcher also spread, and it soon attracted the attention of many people.

For a time, the county government received a large number of self-recommendation letters.

Some of them are ordinary officials from other places who have applied for transfer, and some are martial artists of all parties with some strength, who also want to exchange for a chance to work with the legendary Guanzhong Shenzhu.

For a while, it was a little picky.

But looking at it, I didn't find a suitable one.

Yan Ming even had the illusion of selecting resumes.

Putting these aside, Yan Ming sat and rested for a while.

It's not that he's idle, but he's having appointments with others.

The succession ceremony of the head of the sect has ended, and the vast majority of the martial artists have left, but a few people such as Daoist Chongxu and Yue Buqun have stayed.

Daoist Chongxu and Yan Ming made an appointment to meet at the Tongfu Inn in the evening, saying that there were other things to ask for advice or two.

Yan Ming was pondering what was going on.

Suddenly, I heard an argument outside.

"Huh?"

It's dark this day, who dares to quarrel in Seven Heroes Town?

There are so many things to do on this day!

Yan Ming thought and walked out.

I saw Yue Buqun and others standing on the main street.

On the opposite side of Yue Buqun, there was a group of people confronting him, carrying a long sword on their backs.

"Yue Buqun, I finally found you shrunken turtle! Hurry up and compete with me! ”

"Senior Brother Feng, why are you doing this?"

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly.

Just seeing Yan Ming walking out, Yue Buqun hurriedly said.

"Yan Zhutou, we didn't do anything here."

"Hmm." Yan Ming nodded and walked over.

looked at Senior Brother Feng.

"It's ......"

"It's uneven in Xiahua Mountain."

The man introduced himself, but he had also obviously heard of Yan Ming's reputation, and his eyes looked at him in disbelief, and his tone softened a little.

Yan Ming understood his identity.

Feng Buping is also from the Huashan faction, but it belongs to another branch.

This also starts from the dispute between the two sects of sword qi in the Huashan faction, because of this dispute of sword qi, the Huashan faction killed each other and suffered a great loss of strength.

Although the Sword Sect was defeated in the end, the Qi Sect was not much better, and the talent withered.

In the midst of the storm, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong took over the banner of the Huashan faction.

If Yue Buqun is the representative of this generation of Huashan Sect Qi Sect, Zixia Gong has already made achievements.

That Feng Buping is the representative of the Sword Sect of this generation of Huashan Sect, and several senior brothers are out, and after they have achieved martial arts, they plan to come back and compete with Yue Buqun for the head of Huashan.

(End of chapter)