Chapter 73: Little Huang Rong in Yangzhou City

On this day, many people in Yangzhou City, inside and outside the city, saw that there was a red sword-shaped rainbow, which rushed from the head of the city and rushed straight to the outside of the city.

The terrible sword thundered like lightning, and with a terrifying shrill whistling sound, it broke through the air impartially, and with a single sword it crushed the arm of a poor fellow.

Blood was splattered in the void, as if to tell how tragic everything that had just happened.

For ordinary people, they are no strangers to martial artists, but who have ever seen this kind of scene of sword qi roaring in the air,

The people who saw this scene gasped for breath one by one, and many of them even opened their mouths wide and froze in place, unable to accept the scene in front of them for a while.

Just like when Song Xuan punched a big hole with a sword qi in the courtyard of his house, Lin Daiyu was stunned at that time, and she was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses.

It wasn't until the whistling sword qi completely dissipated, and the masked Zuo Lengchan completely fled and disappeared, and finally someone shouted loudly, "Sword Immortal, we have a sword immortal from Yangzhou City!" ”

Although the Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous, the vast majority of people were still ordinary people, and they did not know the hierarchy between martial artists, nor did they know what innate it was.

In their cognition, the existence that can cut out a sword is not a sword immortal?

……

Ordinary people were chanting that a sword immortal was coming, guessing where the sword immortal was.

And in the city, the martial artists who sensed that sword qi were even more unbelievable.

"The masked man outside the city is definitely an innate martial artist, and the palm power he slapped out has true qi fluctuations, this can't be wrong!"

"A masked killer at the innate level, but he was broken by a sword, and his arm was cut off, what kind of cultivation is the person who shot in the city?"

"It's hard to judge how to cultivate, but at least it's an innate level, and it's estimated that it's also a top-notch existence in the innate realm......"

"There are such strong people in Yangzhou City, this place is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, fortunately we didn't cause trouble before!"

"This person is a little familiar, it seems to be the new Xuanyi Wei Suppression Envoy!"

Many martial artists' eyelids jumped when they heard this, and they secretly shouted luck in their hearts.

There are many wealthy businessmen in Yangzhou, and there are many warriors who wander around the city, who hasn't had a thought of robbing the rich and helping the poor?

What should I do if I don't have any money to walk the rivers and lakes?

Just go to the rich man's house and get some.

Can a martial arts practitioner call stealing money when he takes silver? That is called chivalrous righteousness, and that is called robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Dare not follow? Then hit! Hit you honestly!

But at this moment, after seeing the fate of the masked warrior outside the city, many warriors made up their minds to leave this place as soon as possible.

Even the innate warriors who caused trouble at the gate of Yangzhou were cut down by the Xuanyi Wei Zhen envoy, if they were unlucky and were found by the one when they robbed the rich and helped the poor, wouldn't they be hacked to death by someone with a sword?

……

The southeast area of Yangzhou City, Huaiwang Mansion, in the back garden.

An old man in a wide python robe was listening to the music and watching the dancing of the dancing queen, when suddenly, he suddenly looked up and looked towards the city gate.

"This movement is a bit big!"

As he spoke, he looked at the leader of the guards beside him, "You send someone out to see what happened." ”

After a few moments, the leader of the guards returned, whispering a few words in his ear.

The old man frowned when he heard this, "Xuanyiwei actually came to such a figure?" What is this going to do in the imperial capital? ”

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and said unconcernedly: "Whatever, this king doesn't rebel, he just gets some medicine to prolong his life, can Xuan Yiwei still come to provoke this king?" ”

Standing up and stretching, the old man smiled: "Then play, then dance!" ”

...

In a single room in a restaurant, an elegant middle-aged scribe shook the feather fan in his hand and glanced at the handsome man opposite.

"City Lord Ye, what is it that just crossed the city?"

The person known as the Lord of Ye City, who was in his thirties, had both the handsomeness of a young man and the calm atmosphere of a middle-aged man, and at this moment, looking at the red sword light in the distance, his eyes gradually revealed a strong interest.

"It's been a long time, I haven't seen such a strong sword qi!"

The middle-aged scribe's brows furrowed slightly, "Being so valued by City Lord Ye shows that the person who wields his sword qi is very strong, if you fight him, can you be sure of winning?" ”

City Lord Ye muttered: "His sword qi condensation level is even a little stronger than mine, it should be an innate powerhouse who has condensed the flower of qi."

But his sword qi is not integrated with the spiritual will, nor does he have a sense of coercion with thick qi and blood, if the other party does not have hidden strength, I should win. ”

"What if he hides his strength?"

City Lord Ye smiled slightly, "Then it's hard to say, in the case of not much difference in cultivation, the fight to the death still depends on the specific battle situation." ”

The middle-aged scribe guessed: "It is said that a sword god named Ximen Fuxue has recently risen in the rivers and lakes of the state, and the sword technique is fast to the extreme, and the sword qi is even more devastating, isn't this person coming to the realm of Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" ”

"Perhaps!"

City Lord Ye sighed, "If I had encountered this kind of kendo powerhouse before, I would definitely have to make a move to fight with the other party."

But now it doesn't work, not only can I not make a move, but I have to hide my tracks, the less people know that I am here, the better, sometimes I think about it, but I am not as happy as before. ”

The middle-aged scribe smiled, looked at the crowded street outside the window, and said leisurely: "There is no turning back from the bow, and it is too late for City Lord Ye to regret it now." ”

City Lord Ye shook his head slightly, "I'm a person, I don't know what regret is!" ”

...

Weeping willow alley, Tongfu Inn.

Huang Rong, who had been busy all day, returned to the guest room with dirty stains on her face.

"Three more children disappeared today."

She muttered to herself as she poured herself a cup of tea, with a deep exhaustion in her eyes.

"There are fewer and fewer little beggars in the city, the water in this Yangzhou county is too deep, should I continue to investigate, or leave quickly?"

She was a little panicked in her heart, at first because a few little beggars in the city who had been playing with her had disappeared, and she wanted to find out what was going on in the spirit of righteousness.

But the more she checked, the more frightened she became, and she always felt that she was falling towards the abyss little by little, a bad one, even if she did it lightly, she had to be carried in this unfathomable Yangzhou City.

"I can't stay in this place any longer, I have to leave early tomorrow morning!"

Just when she made up her mind to leave, a sharp hissing suddenly came from outside the window, and she looked out of the window, but saw that at the city gate, a red rainbow whistled past like a long dragon and disappeared into the vast sky outside the city.

Huang Rong was stunned and subconsciously took a deep breath.

"What the hell is this Yangzhou City? That sword qi just now, I guess my father has this strength, right? ”