Outside Tianzhou City.

The sun is setting, and the night is slowly falling.

In the vast fields, the withered yellow straw is like a crimson ocean under the rays of the setting sun.

A snow-white figure rode a horse on the official road and walked forward slowly.

The afterglow of the setting sun, embedded in his body, looked from afar, like a brilliant halo.

Suddenly!

Hissing ~~

The swarthy steed let out a long roar and stopped moving forward.

The figure on horseback raised its head, revealing a cold and dignified face, and a pair of arrogant eyes looking ahead.

In the distance, a cloud of smoke and dust rose from the field, and the silence of the field was broken by the cacophony of shouts and angry shouts.

That's two groups of people!

There were about a dozen people in the front group, and they were running frantically on horseback, looking very embarrassed.

The group behind was about a hundred men, also on horseback and armed with bows and crossbows, and from time to time they would shoot at the people in front.

In the blink of an eye, the group of people in front of him came to the man in white.

"Get out of the way!"

The leader was an old man with white hair, who shouted at the man in white.

The man in white didn't seem to hear it, just looked at the pursuers behind him.

"The people of Zhenwuji!"

He muttered under his breath.

His eyes were very sharp, and he could see clearly the waist cards on the waists of those behind him at a glance.

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't get out of the way, don't blame the old man for being polite!"

The old man was holding a short sword, and his face was a little hideous.

The man in white glanced at him.

Qiang~~

A crisp voice rang out.

A longsword with a strange shape suddenly came out of its sheath.

When the old man shook his head, the sword light in the sky was staggered, and there were a few crisp sounds, but between breaths, the sword light disappeared again.

The sun is setting, and the afterglow is crimson.

There was a sudden dead silence in the empty field.

The galloping horses also stopped at the moment when the sword was unsheathed, and they stood in place, their heads hanging motionless.

The fleeing man stared blankly at the blade in his hand.

More than a dozen blades were all broken, and the tips of the blades fell on the withered yellow earth.

The same was true of the short sword in the old man's hand, and he looked up blankly at the figure that didn't seem to move.

The snow-white clothes, the pale face, and the cold eyes were arrogant, even more pressing than the sword qi just now.

Who is this person?

A question suddenly rose in the old man's heart.

But he didn't seem to have time to think about it.

The pursuers in the rear had already caught up to the front.

The man who led the pursuers was none other than the Iron Hand.

And the person they hunted down and killed was none other than Zhao Fukang, the deputy envoy of the Judicial Department.

When he learned that Zhao Fukang was the black-faced owner of the bloody clothes building, Tie Shou led hundreds of soldiers to arrest people according to the judge, but Zhao Fukang seemed to be alert, and as soon as they arrived at the judge, Zhao Fukang rushed out of the yamen of the judge with people.

Then, he chased and fled, ran out of Tianzhou City, and came to this field.

The Iron Hand approached, stopped the horses, and looked at the man in white with solemn eyes.

He saw the sword just now.

Soon, very sharp!

Something beyond his knowledge!

However, the other party seemed to be helping them, so Tie Shou hesitated for a moment, and arched his hand and said, "Zhenwu Division Tie You Xia has seen his predecessors!" ”

The man in white looked at him, his cold eyes didn't show any emotion, he just nodded and said, "Ye Gucheng!" ”

With that, he pulled the reins in his hand, and the horse moved slowly.

The Iron Hand stared at him until he was far away.

And Zhao Fukang also looked at his departing back blankly.

"Innate Martial Artist!"

He muttered in a somewhat desperate whisper.

At this moment, his heart was full of despair and grief.

Desperately, in front of the innate martial artist, he had lost the last chance to escape.

The sad and indignant thing is that he actually met a congenital martial artist at this time, and he is still a martial artist who likes to meddle in things.

In fact, he misunderstood, Ye Gucheng is not a person who likes to meddle in things, if it weren't for Zhen Wusi, he would have driven his horse out of the way.

Iron Hand was also a little strange, he had never heard of the name Ye Gucheng.

"Could it be someone who cultivates the Holy Land! But why is he helping us? Iron Hand was full of doubts.

But soon he put these doubts aside and came to Zhao Fukang instead.

"Take it!"

As soon as he gave the order, the soldiers of the Zhenwu Division immediately rushed up.

Zhao Fukang still wanted to resist and rushed towards several soldiers, but he was directly stopped by the iron hand, and after more than a dozen rounds, Zhao Fukang completely stopped eating.

……

Night falls.

Ye Gucheng has entered Tianzhou City.

He found an inn and stayed for a while.

It has been nearly four months since Qin Wei transformed him.

After meeting Qin Wei, he only stayed in Kyoto for one day, and then left Kyoto and headed east to Liangzhou.

As for why he went to Liangzhou, it was entirely because Ye Gucheng didn't know where to go, he just chose a direction at random.

After wandering around Liangzhou for more than two months, Ye Gucheng had a general understanding of Dali's rivers and lakes.

I know that in Dali, the place with the most folk martial arts masters is Tianzhou.

So he came to Tianzhou from Liangzhou again.

After he came to Tianzhou, he knew that Qin Wei had also come to Tianzhou with Zhen Wusi.

However, he had no intention of meeting Qin Wei.

"Help me get some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

In the guest room, Ye Gucheng threw a piece of broken silver to the shopkeeper and commanded.

Xiao Er accepted the broken silver, and the corners of his mouth were almost behind his ears, "Okay, guest officer, wait a minute." ”

After a while, Xiao Er came to the guest room again with a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

After Ye Gucheng thanked him, he rolled up his sleeves and took the pen and began to write in ink.

It was just a few words, and he was done in no time.

"I'm going to ask someone to send a letter to the Lishan Sword Sect, do you have a recommendation?" Ye Gucheng asked Xiao Er.

When the young Xiao Er heard this, his eyes lit up again.

"If the guest officer believes in the small one, the small one can ask someone to send it to the guest officer."

Ye Gucheng is not familiar with the place in Tianzhou City, and he doesn't have a suitable candidate to send a letter, but the second child in this shop is a know-it-all in Tianzhou City, although he is just an ordinary person, he knows a lot of three religions and nine streams.

"How many taels of silver?" Ye Gucheng asked concisely.

"The guest officer only needs to give two taels of silver!" The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

Ye Gucheng bowed slightly, and immediately handed him the letter in his hand, along with five taels of silver.

"The rest of the money is for you, but if it is not delivered, you should understand the consequences."

"The small one understands, the small one understands, and the small one assures that the letter will be delivered." The shopkeeper looked at the silver and immediately patted his chest and reassured.

After sending off Xiao Er, Ye Gucheng sat in front of the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

He sent a letter to the Lishan Sword Sect because he wanted to challenge Yu Shan, the innate martial artist of the Lishan Sword Sect.

Yu Shannai is the ancestor of the Lishan Sword Sect, and now he is more than a hundred years old, and it is said that this person's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he has comprehended the sword intent.

However, this person has not appeared for more than ten years, and it seems that he has always lived in seclusion in the Lishan Sword Sect.

And the purpose of Ye Gucheng's challenge is also very simple, just to complete the agreement with Qin Wei.

Qin Wei made him the sword master of Da Li.

Juggernaut is a title, and it must be recognized by a warrior in order to obtain this title.

To put it simply, it is necessary to be famous.

The easiest way to gain fame is to challenge the already famous masters.

There are many innate martial artists in Tianzhou, and there are innate martial artists in the Seven Yuan Sect of the Hidden Cultivation Holy Land and the four top sects.

However, the innate martial artists of the Hermit Holy Land are more mysterious and rarely appear in the world, and among the four top sects, only Yu Shan of the Lishan Sword Sect is practicing swordsmanship, so he has become Ye Gucheng's first target.