The so-called three surnames and ten families are the collective names of the ten major families in the border areas.

The three surnames are: Wu, He, and Tian.

The number of people with the surname Wu is the largest, divided into five, in addition to the upper Wu family, there are three families in the southeast and north and the lower Wu family, but the large number does not mean that the Wu family is the most powerful.

A few years ago, when they were still fighting, the Wu family would have some fists and kicks, which was reasonable, but in recent years, the Tian family has produced a unicorn who has become the prime minister, and the people in the border hometown are naturally also chickens and dogs ascending to heaven, and they have become the most powerful among the ten families.

The He family has the support of the county order, and it is much better than the Wu family, which only relies on numbers to win.

Besides, Sun Longhu didn't care what kind of three surnames and ten families he was, the eyes of this group of fine-scaled horsemen only had the order of the general of the fine-scale dragon head, and they waved their knives and stepped forward again.

The Tang knife in Sun Longhu's hand flashed cold, and in a trance, the young man seemed to see three inches of blue light burst out on the Tang knife, as if the light and shadow flashed, directly slashing the horizontal knife in the hand of the head of the Wu family.

The young man was sure that he was right, and the glittering blue Tang knife easily cut through the horizontal knife and cut it off.

With just one move, the head of the Wu family was taken down, and Sun Longhu's Tang knife was on the neck of the head of the Wu family, and if he stepped forward an inch, he could cut his throat.

"Be honest!"

Sun Longhu raised his foot and kicked the calf of the Wu family master, making him kneel on the ground, and the thin scale rider immediately surged behind him, unloading the Wu family master's broken knife and firmly controlling him.

In an instant, the situation changed greatly, and the crying Wu Li stopped crying, covered his mouth and looked at his master in horror.

He Xianling, who was above the high hall, breathed a sigh of relief, twisted his sparse goatee with his hand, and the smile in his eyes was constant.

Yang Yanlang stood in front of the hall as usual, and he had already expected the situation.

And Zhong Ming was still sighing at Sun Longhu's magical knife technique, the three inches above the blade, just like the true qi internal force in the martial arts legend, which opened the young man's eyes again.

Standing beside the head of the Wu family at first, Tian Xingjian retreated slightly, not affected by the fight, the corners of his mouth smiled and shook his fan gently, not in a hurry, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that things were not good, the head of the Wu family shouted loudly: "Young Master Tian save me!"

At this time, Tian Xingjian closed the folding fan, took a step forward, and saluted Yang Yanlang Shizi: "Xiaosheng Tian Xingjian has seen Lord Yang. ”

Everyone's eyes were focused on Tian Gongzi's body, and Yang Yanlang also showed curiosity, he had also heard of the name of this little unicorn.

Qilin Zitian thought that he was the prime minister of the dynasty, and Yang Yanlang was an official in the same dynasty as him, so he naturally knew each other.

Although the civil and military officials have always been incompatible, Tian Yizheng is an experienced person and a genius in governing the world, Yang Yanlang still admires him, and he must be honored as Tian Xiang when he goes to court.

Qilinzi's proud little grandson, Yang Yanlang had heard of it a long time ago, but he hadn't seen him, so he took a closer look when he saw it today.

Tian Xingjian was very casual, and after seeing the ceremony, he still had time to say to Zhong Ming: "Zhong Ming, I didn't expect you to be able to stand here, it seems that you have a lot to do with Lord Yang, you are about to rise to the top, congratulations!"

It sounds like Tian Xingjian is complimenting, but if you think about it carefully, you can hear a bit of banter.

The young man could naturally hear it, and he looked at Tian Xingjian's eyes as before, and he was not angry.

This Tian Gongzi has always had a high vision, and he looks down on the poor people in the mud the most, if he doesn't have a good idea that can arouse the favor of this Tian Gongzi, Tian Gongzi will never look at him more.

The little unicorn is qualified to be arrogant, Zhong Ming knows the capital of the arrogant boy, and he will not be useless with him.

Zhong Ming said indifferently: "Not as good as Tian Gongzi, with the name of Tian Xiang, you can hang over Hongxiang Pavilion at will, even if Xiaomin is on the rise, it is not as deep as Tian Gongzi's family background, and he can spend money like a sleeping girl on the land." ”

In terms of sharp teeth, young people never admit defeat.

Not being angry in the heart is the strength, and not admitting defeat is the attitude.

Unexpectedly, Tian Xingjian laughed angrily, said three "good" words in a row, unfolded the folding fan and instigated a few times, and said: "It is worthy of Mr. Zhong, as always interesting, you are really interesting!"

"Young Master Tian, Young Master Tian, save me!"

But he didn't think that the head of the Wu family didn't look at the situation, and when the two young people were secretly competing, he shouted for help again.

Tian Xingjian's face was displeased, and he closed the folding fan and said to Yang Yanlang again: "Please also ask General Yang to let go of the Wu family master, Xiaosheng is grateful." ”

Yang Yanlang said with a smile: "This evil bandit surnamed Wu despises the public court and treats me as if the New Tang Dynasty Constitution is nothing, Tian Shinephew, you say, how can you let go of such a person who should be killed?"

"What General Yang means is not to let people go?"

Tian Xing's fitness is neither humble nor arrogant, and his face is getting colder.

As the three gods of the New Tang Dynasty, Yang Yanlang is not a clay person, Tian Xingjian has disrespect for him, and his words are as cold as ice, and he said: "Give me a reason to let go! Even if Tian Xiang is here today, he doesn't dare to let me release people for no reason!"

This matter is no longer negotiable, and before Tian Xingjian asks, there is still hope that the head of the Wu family will be released.

Say a few good words and bow your head to General Yang to admit his mistakes, Yang Yanlang may be able to let him go, and the general is not a murderer.

But the bad thing is that the Wu family has been rampant and domineering for many years, and when something happens, they just want to ask the alliance for help, so they don't have the idea of bowing their heads and admitting their mistakes.

Angering the general, the result is naturally conceivable.

Tian Xingjian's face gradually became embarrassed, he frowned slightly, lowered his head, and said something in his mouth, not knowing what he was doing.

In the blink of an eye, a fresh breeze suddenly rose above the public hall, spreading around Tian Xingjian's body as the center.

Seeing the magical scene again, Zhong Ming's eyes widened and he looked carefully, while Yang Yanlang suddenly leaned forward and shouted angrily: "The Fine Scale Army retreats!"

Looking at the general's expression, Zhong Ming knew that things were not simple, this Tian Gongzi probably did something very excessive, Yang Yanlang's eyes seemed to be angry, and he was a little more cautious.

Sun Longhu and his party hurriedly carried the head of the Wu family back, and the Wu Li family also ran out with a rolling belt, ignoring even the body of his son.

Only Tian Xingjian was left standing in the public hall.

The breeze is getting colder, and when it starts again, it is already a cold wind, like an ice knife stabbing a person's cheek.

The young man found that his breath was frozen and the temperature plummeted, as if he had returned to the cold winter moon.

Outside the court, the wind and clouds were surging, and the weather that was sunny just now was much more gloomy.

A blue cold light rose from the Tian family's compound, swept through several streets, and went straight to the county office.

Yang Yanlang, who was standing on the high platform of the public hall, seemed to be aware of it, and before the cold light arrived, he looked up at the courtyard.

The blue light flashed and disappeared into Tian Xingjian's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

At this moment, the temperature dropped to the extreme, Zhong Ming was shivering from the cold, and white ice crystals floated in the air above the public court, and the ice crystals fell on the back of the young man's hand, he frowned and twisted a piece, and then raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Snowflakes?"

Although it is March and the weather is still a little cold, it is far from snowing, and even if there is rain, it can only be cold spring rain.

The snow in March is incredible.

This is also some kind of martial arts?

Zhong Ming was full of questions, but no one could answer him, because at this time, his Uncle Yang was also like a great enemy, ready to fight.

Tian Xingjian, who was standing on the top of the public hall, slowly raised his head, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned into dark blue, as if he were a monster, revealing a cold meaning that penetrated people's hearts, and ice patterns spread everywhere he looked.

After Tian Xingjian looked around for a week, behind him was a world outlined with strange textures with ice crystals, drums sounded in unison, and the sound of the wind and howls echoed with it.

Faintly, Zhong Ming seemed to hear someone whispering: "Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor." The immortals touched my top and gave me immortality......"

The sound is sometimes far and near, far away like someone whispering in a dream, and close like thunder exploding in the ears.

The people in the public hall suddenly became panicked, and they didn't know who shouted, "It's the immortals! Bai Yujing's immortals have descended! Kneel down to greet the immortals!"

He county order took the lead, the officials arrested quickly, and the Wu family knelt down uneasily, their foreheads pressed against the ground, their eyes closed, and they didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect.

Seeing this scene, the young man was dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but believe that this could make the immortal of March Feixue indeed in front of him.

Just when the young man was struggling with whether to kneel, he turned his head and saw Yang Yanlang's solemn expression, but he didn't mean to kneel.

Not only Yang Yanlang, but also the other thin scale riders were like this, just staring at Tian Xingjian with blue eyes.

They seem to be used to this situation, and they have a feeling of not being surprised.

Zhong Ming observed slightly, and had his own plans in his heart, since Yang Yanlang did not kneel, there was no need for him to kneel.

In the end, the blue-eyed Tian Xingjian looked at the general with cold eyes and said, "Then I said that you should let you go?"

His voice was like an ice blade, stabbing the eardrums of others with a faint pain, Zhong Ming couldn't help but cover his ears, and the general's face was even more ugly.

A thick layer of ice crystals had formed on the ground around the general's body, and the sunlight shone on it, shining brightly. How much oppression he endured, only the admiral himself knew.

Even so, the general still said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Even if the cicada is immortal here today, I, Yang Yanlang, will not let it go!"

As he spoke, the general stretched out his index finger and pointed to the blue-eyed Tian Xingjian and said: "The New Tang Dynasty Constitution has been established, the Son of Heaven has broken the law and is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and Bai Yujing cannot be pressed on top of the Constitution!"

"Presumptuous!"

The blue-eyed Tian Xingjian raised his hand and waved, and the wind in the public hall was fierce, and the white ice crystals condensed into ice picks, and the tip of the cone pointed at the general.

Yang Yanlang smiled coldly, raised his right arm, opened his palm and shouted: "The silver dragon spear sings to see the cold light!"

The silver dragon spear hanging on the horse seemed to hear the shouts of its master, and with a low groan, it soared into the sky.

The silver cold light broke through the wall of the county government, directly punched a fist-sized round hole in the wall, and rushed in front of the general, letting out a loud low groan.

The silver dragon spear was in his hand, and the general picked up the hem of his robe and forcefully pestled the silver dragon spear on the ground, and the cold ice on the ground around him immediately cracked and cracked into pieces.

The ice crystals seemed to have life, struggling and trying to condense.

But I heard the general shout: "You are an immortal official who is not even in the rank, and you still want to threaten me Yang Yanlang? You Bai Yujing are afraid that you will underestimate me!"

With the general's angry shout, the silver dragon spear in his hand let out a high-pitched dragon groan, which was even more deafening than the fairy music just now.

The breeze blew through the hall again, and all the ice crystals disappeared, leaving only General Yang's white robe agitation, and the sound of hunting in Huayi.

"Little Immortal Officer, do you want to fight me?"

The general was holding a silver dragon spear, and the head of the spear was pointed directly at the blue-eyed Tian Xingjian.