"What a strong force!"

Yang Ji's eyelids jumped slightly. The martial artists who came here to participate in the martial arts examination basically had the cultivation of the "Blood Furnace Realm", but they were just hit by the leading man in white, and the blood that came out of the collision actually came out.

Yang Ji could see clearly that the man in white did not use his flesh and qi at all, but only used the power of his body. The power is simply terrifying.

Seeing the power of these people, the other warriors around them dispelled their thoughts, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic, as if they were avoiding the plague.

"Ahh

An old woman selling vegetables was squeezed by the crowd, screamed in panic, and fell to the ground. Loads of vegetables are scattered all over the ground. The old woman was in a panic and wanted to pick up the vegetables she had dropped on the ground, not even noticing the crowd around her.

"Not good!"

Yang Ji's heart jumped, this old woman only cares about her burden, she has to be trampled to death. Seeing that one foot stepped on the palm of the old woman's grasp of vegetables, Yang Ji didn't have time to think about it, and the book of Wang Xian rolled in his hand immediately flew out.

"Smack!"

In a flash of white light, Yang Ji's book was ready to pass through the gap in the crowd and hit the pressed paw, revealing a superb skill.

Yang Ji's strength was not great, and the man was smashed by Yang Ji with a book, and immediately took his leg back as if he had been electrocuted. The old woman was frightened by this, and quickly withdrew her palm.

However, the surging crowd has overwhelmed. Seeing that the old woman was about to be crushed by the chaotic crowd under her feet-

"Buzz!"

It's too late, it's too soon. With a flash of arc light, a powerful blood qi swept out like a wall of blood, blocking the surging flow of people. Then a slender, white palm came from behind, grabbed the back of the old woman's neck, and lifted her up.

"Are you alright?"

Under the eaves of the alley. A young man with black hair and a handsome face patted the dust on the old woman's body and cared for him.

The young man was about twenty-four or five, dressed in a black robe, and had a well-mannered demeanor. His skin was fair, in stark contrast to his black robes. When he spoke, the corners of his eyebrows and lips also rippled with a gentle smile.

It's just that this gentleness has been diluted a lot by the feminine temperament on his body.

"Who is this man?"

Yang Ji looked at the handsome young man in black in a daze, and had a strange feeling in his heart. It's the feeling that seems familiar, but it doesn't seem to be exactly.

Anyway, the feeling of being indescribable.

"Huh!"

When Yang Ji looked over, the handsome young man in black seemed to feel something, raised his head, and smiled at Yang Ji.

That's at this time. Yang Ji saw his eyes, dark, deep, and seemed to have something else.

"Smack!"

The handsome young man in black quickly withdrew his gaze and said something to the old woman beside him. Immediately, with a move of the palm of his hand, blood light exploded, and a swirling air flow appeared in the air, and the vegetables scattered around the street were immediately suspended in the air by an invisible force.

The handsome young man in black made a move with his palm. All the vegetables immediately fell back into the load.

After doing this, the young man in black patted the old woman on the shoulder. Then he hurried away and disappeared into the crowd.

Yang Ji watched his back disappear, and in the dark, a flash of lightning crossed his mind, and Yang Ji suddenly understood what else he saw in his eyes.

"Evil eyes......"

Yang Ji muttered to himself.

He had always felt that this person was a little weird, and now he finally understood where he was weird. This man's laughter is not really a laugh. That look gives people a strange feeling.

On the street, the figure of the young man in black had disappeared, only the surging crowd remained, and it seemed that he had returned to normal, leaving only the old woman with a sad face on the side of the street. Lamenting their own trampling of spoiled vegetables

Yang Ji walked over, and when he passed by the old woman, his fingers flicked, and a gold coin immediately slid silently through the crack of the cloth and got into the blue burden on the old woman's shoulder.

One gold coin was not much, but for the old woman, it was enough to make up for her loss.

Yang Ji's movements were so fast that even the old woman didn't notice and left quickly.

......

At the end of the street, a pale white and elegant temple has eaves and arches, standing tall and tall. In the palace, the ancient cypress towers to the sky, the trees are lush, and there is an elegant atmosphere.

Yang Ji stood in front of the gate and looked at the plaque "Martial Saint Station". The name is quite atmospheric, although there is no martial saint in the station, but for all martial artists, the achievement of "martial saint", endless, majestic and powerful, is undoubtedly everyone's dream.

This is one of the three official post stations in Lang Evil City, which is exclusively for candidates to stay. It is undoubtedly one of the quietest places to visit while in the Wukeju.

Inside the Wusheng Station, the people are not yet full. But there are already quite a few people. There are quite a few disciples from all sects. As soon as Yang Jigang appeared at the door, he immediately attracted people's attention.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

A cry of delight, with a smell of fanaticism. Before Yang Jidu could pay attention, he found that there was an extra person in front of him.

"Ouyang Zishi?"

Yang Ji looked at the young man in front of him dressed in an Iron Crown Sect costume, raised his sword eyebrows, and was slightly surprised: "Why are you here?"

Yang Ji didn't expect that not long after he came to Langya City, Ouyang Zishi actually came. And you'll run into him here.

"Haha, Senior Brother Yang, I finally met you. ”

Ouyang Zishi looked at Yang Ji in front of him, with a happy face:

"I heard in the sect that you had already gone down the mountain, so I also came to Langya City. I thought you would definitely come to the official post house, so I waited here every day. Haha, finally met you. ”

"Waiting here every day?"

Yang Ji looked surprised. He only thought it was a coincidence, but he didn't expect Ouyang Zishi to say that he had been waiting here.

"Haha, Senior Brother Yang, how are you preparing? I believe that this Wu Xiucai must be yours. ”

Ouyang Zishi said.

One sentence caused the surrounding candidates to look angry, Wu Xiucai's quota is limited, so confident, what do you think of the rest of us?

Yang Ji shook his head and smiled, and he didn't want to block the place at the door:

"Let's go. I also had to change my room number and check in. ”

Walk through the gate. The Martial Saint Station was full of people, but it was generally quiet.

"Shopkeeper, I want to move in. ”

Yang Ji led the household he had prepared and handed it over. This is the official post station, which must be inspected from the beginning.

"Wait a minute. ”

The innkeeper, who looked upright and had an official spirit, took over the household introduction, glanced at it, and then flipped through the account book:

"Let me see. The first three buildings are full. There are still rooms available, but ...... , Wuhou Post Station sent someone to inform them that their post station was full. There is also an extra group of people, who have already said hello and booked for them in advance. In this way, I'm afraid there won't be many houses......"

Yang Ji suddenly frowned. It is not difficult to understand whether there is or not communication between government post stations. But I didn't have a place to live, which was a bit of a surprise.

"Don't bother. Let him stay in our room!-"

Suddenly. An atmospheric voice came, revealing a bold taste. Before it came out, a wooden sign inlaid with gold wire immediately flew down from the air and landed on the counter of Huanghuamu.

"It's ......"

Yang Ji and Ouyang Zishi looked over together, only to see a young man with bright eyes and a shining look striding towards Yang Ji.

"Yang Ji, it's been a long time!"

The people who came didn't say a word. Come up and give Yang Ji a big bear hug.

"Chen Zhu?!"

Yang Ji was also pleasantly surprised.

This person is actually the senior brother of the Black Sword Sect who has broken up for a long time, "Chen Zhu".

"Haha, junior brothers. Let me introduce you to you. This is what I told you about Yang Ji. If it weren't for him, our Black Sword Sect would have really been wiped out in the Tianyin Sect General Altar, and there would not even be anyone to report the news. ”

"The Beishan faction and the Iron Sword faction are ambitious, and everyone remembers this martial arts examination. Ran into the Iron Sword Sect and beat him to the death. Don't leave your hands alone. ”

Chen Zhu looked at a young Black Sword Sect disciple behind him and said fiercely.

"Yes, big brother!"

Everyone bowed in unison. Hong Sheng responded.

"Senior Brother Chen, what are you doing here?"

Yang Ji was frightened by Chen Zhu's flipping move, this is not like he came to participate in the martial arts examination.

"Hehe, you don't care about that. The Beishan Sect and the Iron Sword Sect have killed so many of us, even though they are hindered by the constraints of the sect. It's hard for us to start. However, it is still okay to beat them hard in the ring of the martial arts examination. Come, call Senior Brother Yang!"

Chen Zhu hooked Yang Ji's shoulder and said.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

Seven or eight people bowed down and shouted again, all respectful and respectful.

The matter of the "Battle of Langya", after Chen Zhu's spread, has been well known in the Black Sword Sect. Yang Ji and the Black Sword Sect were not related to each other, first they saved the brothers of the Black Sword Sect in the chaotic battle, and later saved Chen Zhu.

Although later, except for Chen Zhu, everyone else died under the sneak attack of the Beishan Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, but for Yang Ji, almost all the people of the Black Sword Sect were full of gratitude.

"You're welcome. ”

Yang Ji hurriedly waved his hand. was entertained by everyone's big battle, Yang Ji was still unprecedented, and he was a little flattered.

"Haha, this is your junior brother. Yes, it's a mistake. ”

Chen Zhu greeted Ouyang Zishi, and without asking in detail, his eyes fell on Yang Ji. This look suddenly changed a little:

"Hey, Yang Ji, you actually got through Xiao Zhoutian?!"

There was surprise in his eyes, as if it was the first time he saw Yang Ji.

He clearly remembered that last time, Yang Ji was only a cultivator of the blood furnace, and in a blink of an eye, he actually broke through to Xiao Zhoutian so quickly.

This entry is simply amazing!

"Hehe, this is not the place to talk. Let's go inside. ”

Yang Ji said with a smile.

"Hmm. Good!"

Chen Zhu nodded.

After changing the wooden sign and the check-in procedures, Yang Ji carried the burden and entered the depths of the post station with Chen Zhu.

The room that Chen Zhu arranged for Yang Ji was next door to their Black Sword Sect. Chen Zhu is here to accompany his juniors. Originally, outsiders were not allowed to enter the official post station.

However, these rooms booked by Chen Zhu were all booked in the name of the sect.

The major sects in Langya County have a special status. So some rooms are special for them.

"I see. ”

Yang Ji's face was abrupt. This was the first time he had heard Chen Zhu say that the major sects were still in this kind of concession. (To be continued......)