There were 2,000 people in the city, and as they approached the gate, one of them, a monk with an iron rod in his hand, suddenly jumped from his horse.

The shadow of the stick was divided into two, almost in no particular order, on top of the two city gates, and the big trees used to reach the gates inside the city gates were all broken, and the city gates buzzed and opened quickly.

The next moment the monk returned to his horse, the fast horse swept through the city gate and broke into the city.

The large group of people in the back rushed in.

Boom!!!!

The two gates slammed heavily on the inside of the city wall and shook several times.

This kind of thick and large city gate, when it is opened by manpower, is often very slow, but the monk used the power of the iron rod to break all the big trees, and then made the city gate instantly increase to such a fast speed, but the part of the city gate that was touched by the iron rod only left two shallow dents.

After everyone entered the city, there was no large-scale looting, but they went straight to the area where the city lord's mansion was located, and the horse's hooves were thunderous, which shocked the people of the whole city to be at a loss.

"Please also ask the city lord of Dongping to come out and see it!"

After the horses arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, the leading few people grabbed the reins, and the people behind scattered and occupied the streets near the City Lord's Mansion, and the sound of horses snorting could be heard everywhere.

Liu Jiazi just ran over, closed the gate of the city lord's mansion, and hurriedly walked to the mansion, just about to go to find Su Hanshan, when he saw Su Hanshan floating down from nowhere.

"What's the panic? Everyone has arrived, and panic can't change anything. ”

Su Hanshan said flatly, stepped forward to open the door of the mansion, crossed the threshold, and looked at everyone, "What do you have to do?" ”

Liu Jiazi stood behind him, and Wang Xiangqian also rushed over.

The leader of those people was a middle-aged man dressed in dark purple, wearing a black cloak, with deep facial features, two thin whiskers on his upper lip, and a beard on his chin that was even more black and shiny, which was quite noble.

He looked at Su Hanshan's eyes, and saw that the other party was young, but the people around him were very respectful, and said with a slight surprise: "Is Your Excellency the Dongping City Lord?" ”

"In Xia Sun Xingzu, from the city of rejected horses, there is an important trip to the far door, not long ago I met a team of wandering riders, and found that it was actually a defector from the former horse city, but I learned from them that there is a Dongping City here, and I came to pay a visit."

Sun Xingzu turned over and dismounted, although he said politely, there were only a few guards and a few monks behind him, and they dismounted, and the rest of the people were all on the horse, looking at each other.

Su Hanshan glanced at it and said, "It's a guest from afar, so please come in." ”

When Dongping City was under the hands of that Gecheng lord a few years ago, although it had a reputation that spread to places like Wangjia Village, it was just a remote town compared to Juma City.

Chen Wanchuan and the others even wandered for more than half a year before they passed by the neighborhood and deliberately occupied the city.

Sun Xingzu and the others, if they didn't have other needs, they would never have deliberately changed their route and came here after hearing that there was a small city.

Su Hanshan had already expected it in his heart, and wanted to see what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourd.

After entering the lobby, Liu Jiazi arranged for someone to make tea and come over.

After Sun Xingzu sat down, among the people who followed him, only two monks sat down, and the rest were standing.

The two sitting monks, one with a thick eyebrow, round eyes, a gray beard, a short stature, and a rosary in his hand.

The other had a face the color of a pig's liver, a nose like gall, big ears, an iron rod in his hand, a medium stature, in the prime of life, even when sitting on a chair, the iron rod did not let go, and the pestle was firmly at his side.

Su Hanshan blew off the tea foam, took a sip of tea, and looked at everyone, and the three of them were also looking at him.

Liu Jiazi thought of so many people outside, his mind tightened a little, and said with a smile: "Most of the people you mentioned who defected to Reject Horse City are Chen Wanchuan's subordinates, who came to our city, I don't know if they want to take other traitors away and dispose of them?" ”

"Those people said that Chen Wanchuan had originally become the city lord, but there was a sudden change in the city, and they suspected that Chen Wanchuan might have died, but now it seems that it is indeed the new city lord who has taken the throne."

Sun Xingzu said with a smile, "The city lord of Dongping is young and promising, not only dealt with that gang of thugs, but also let the city live and work in peace and contentment, the grains in the fields have been yellowed, and it seems that it will be another bumper harvest soon." ”

As for the sparse and sparse millet in the field, there are many shriveled and lodging grains, and the three words of bumper harvest, not to mention the opposite of each other, are also the relationship between the eight poles and the eight poles.

Su Hanshan chuckled and said: "Brother Sun is so popular, he shouldn't just say a few words of gossip, what is the matter, you might as well say it directly." ”

"Okay, the city lord is quick to talk!"

Sun Xingzu's face turned pale, "It's not a secret, we encountered a little twist and turn on the road, and the dry food we brought has been exhausted, and I ask the city lord to let us rest in the city, and before tonight, replenish all of us with food and hot water, and we will continue to rush at night." ”

Liu Jiazi's expression changed slightly.

Su Hanshan put down the teacup and asked, "How much grain do you want?" ”

A guard next to him took out a shriveled pocket from his waist and said, "Get some solid cakes, or rice noodles, just fill this." ”

If the pocket is flattened, it looks like it can be more than two feet long and more than six inches wide.

"You don't know, if Dongping City is still in peacetime, and there is really a bumper harvest, and more than 2,000 bags of such grain can be made, and it will be said in the past."

Su Hanshan sighed, "But before, Chen Wanchuan worked hard and lost money, so that now the people in the city are already frugal and rely on hoarding bark and grass roots to live, so they are looking forward to the harvest of the unharvested grain in the field, so that they can breathe a sigh of relief." ”

"I'm afraid, I really can't get so much food for you."

Sun Xingzu said: "It's okay to load a few meals for each of us, but it's really not okay, let's wait one more night, please ask the city lord to let all the people in the city harvest and thresh as soon as possible, we don't pick, there will be a return in the future." ”

The old monk suddenly spoke: "This kid is really unhappy, why should you be so polite to him?" ”

"Boy, listen up, today you obediently send food, you are still knowledgeable, otherwise, when you are beaten to the point that your nose is blue and your face is swollen, you still have to serve the food!"

Su Hanshan looked at the old monk and smiled: "What's the master's name?" ”

The old monk's eyelids lifted: "You kid, do you want to take advantage of the old man's reply and return halfway through, and make a sneak attack?" ”

"The old man has eaten more salt than you have ever eaten rice, this kind of little trick, don't want to show off in front of the old man, you can win against Chen Wanchuan, it is rare at this age, but after all, you have not cultivated into the body, which is like a fire in the eyes of the old man."

"All your actions, all your strength, can't be turned into the palm of the old man's hand, not to mention that there are my apprentice Benzhi and Deputy City Lord Sun here, any one of them is not something you can compete with."

Sun Xingzu said helplessly: "Master Benyin's temper is a little straightforward, the truth is right, Dongping City Lord, you are also a city lord, give an order quickly, don't lose your dignity." ”

"It turns out that the three of you are no longer in the realm of fist intent channeling? Then this third realm, the threshold for the spirit to enter the body, is lower than I thought. ”

Su Hanshan's eyelids drooped, and his fingers pointed at his forehead, as if he was talking to himself.

Sun Xingzu and Ben Yin, seeing him with no one in his eyes, showed displeasure on their faces.

The iron rod in the hand of the monk Benzhi suddenly moved, heavy, as thick as a rod on the arm, in his hand, it seemed to shrink suddenly, and suddenly flashed, and the head of the rod poked at Su Hanshan's collarbone.

Air is a very dynamic thing, perturbating with the slightest change.

But when this stick moved, the air in the entire lobby seemed to be sluggish, and it couldn't react at all, and the position of the stick had already changed.

But when the rod poked out, a fist smashed into the top of the iron rod so accurately.

When this fist hit the iron rod, everyone in the lobby felt as if they had been silent in body and mind, and they had come to a new world.

The surrounding scenery seems to have remained unchanged, and it is all shrouded in an invisible barrier.

Beams, pillars, walls, tables, chairs, teapots, floor tiles, people's clothes, sweat, hair, air, light, and dust.

Every bit of seemingly non-existent change, any point of movement tendency, is all grasped by that hand, that fist.

If it is said that people's words and deeds, and the ups and downs of their hearts, all carry the mystery of power in them, then at this moment, this fist mark is the master of secrets.

Control the three secrets of body, mouth and mind......

Seven Rounds of Vajra Fist Enchantment!

The monk even had the illusion that his strength in the stick was controlled by the opponent's fist prints.

So much so that at that moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the other party's fist and smashed his iron rod back.

Or was the fist just left there, and the iron rod itself slammed back into its owner.

Fortunately, he was not ready to kill this stick, but only used sixty percent of his strength, so at a critical moment, the remaining strength exploded, and his left forearm was sideways to block the tail of the stick.

Boom!!!

When the iron rod hit Benzhi's body, it was like a round and neat hollow enchantment, and it hit him.

He didn't feel pain in his left arm, but his whole body was numb, the chair shattered, his body fell backwards, and the back of his head hit the ground, crushing through the stone bricks and sliding backwards.

When Su Hanshan read the local martial arts, he flipped through the relatively simple ideas of various types, in order to better screen the strength of the martial artists in this world.

Although a powerful martial artist will not practice those superficial exercises in Dongping City, there are always similarities in attributes.

It's like belonging to fire, to water, to mountains, and so on.

In terms of Su Hanshan's induction sharpness, as long as he grasped each type of vein, he would be able to make a rough judgment about other martial artists who had cultivated to a deeper level.

The martial arts of this world are divided into three major stages: internal refining of the soul, fist intent channeling, and spirit entering the body.

Although these three people were said to have entered the stage of entering the body, in Su Hanshan's induction, the threat level was at most equivalent to the peak of the ordinary Heavenly Ladder.

Of course, induction is induction, and it cannot be judged entirely by this in actual combat.

Therefore, when Su Hanshan officially made a move, he didn't have the slightest support, and his essence, qi, and spirit were all in a state of full bloom.

The first punch combines the artistic conception of condensing light and leather, bursting lights, and the secret of the big mudra that has been pondered recently.

With a punch to knock down Benzhi, Su Hanshan's body stood up, his shadow rose, and his two arms went up.

When he turned around, his two fists had already smashed down, and they were attacking Sun Xingzu and Monk Benyin at the same time.

This movement was so fast that the other two people didn't have time to get up from their chairs.

However, because of the existence of the Vajra Fist Enchantment, in the eyes of Liu Jiazi and those guard monks, the whole process of Su Hanshan's action of getting up was clearly displayed, and the details were complete, which made them feel that this action was very heavy and slow.

When the two fists were pressed down, the entire range of the enchantment's influence, and all the scenes, regardless of whether they were virtual or real, produced a tendency to be triggered and deformed by his fists.

Sun Xingzu and Monk Benyin's eyes trembled, their faces changed suddenly, and they made surprisingly similar defensive moves, their feet were divided, their backs were tense, their arms were crossed, and they blocked upward.

Heavy!!!!

The moment they made contact, there was only one thought left in the minds of the two of them, extremely heavy, extremely heavy, how could it be so heavy?!

It was like two fists smashing down on them, and it was as if most of the City Lord's Mansion had turned over and pressed down directly on them.

Even though they defended with all their might, these two fists still pressed down their cross-blocking arms and smashed into the top of their heads.

The surrounding forty or fifty zhang ground buildings obviously shook twice.

The bodies of the two people, after being pressed by such a huge force, did not sink directly under the ground, but fell to their knees.

Then they were like two hollow bronze statues, their backs tensed in place, buzzing and shaking for a long time.

It shook them to the point that their brains were dizzy, their eyes were confused, their hair, beards, and clothes were all shattered, and the things they touched were turned into dust, and then they passed out naked.

Su Hanshan had already stopped his hand, stood a few steps away, and slowly finished his work.

"Oh, such a high-frequency shock, there is actually no injury on the body, what the spirit into the body brings to you is the ability to make the fragile body, the characteristics of ultra-high frequency shock?"

His seven-wheel Vajra Fist enchantment, the power of the collision and suppression, are all very simple, vast and heavy, condensed and pressed, there should not have been such a long oscillation.

This kind of power should come from these people's own exercises, which were originally intended to be used for attack, but before they could exert themselves, they were already pressed back by Su Hanshan.

"It's a pity."

The three of them had already passed out, and no one could answer Su Hanshan's question for a while.

The guards and monks, although they did not faint, were stiff all over, their hearts were beating wildly, and they didn't dare to move a bit, let alone let any of their eyes fall on the kid they regarded as uninteresting just now.

Su Hanshan wiped his hands: "You can produce such a strange trait, but you are so wasteful when you really fight, you are too embarrassed to your martial arts!" ”

(End of chapter)