As the sun sets, people are sleepy and tired.

The four horses had been running for a day, and they couldn't take a step.

Gu Jing's face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The old Taoist priest was even more paralyzed on the back of the horse like a dead dog, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

After all, Qin San was a master in the early stage of the transformation realm, even though he was injured, he was still in good spirits.

As for Fu Remnant, his muscles are tight.

In front of him was Wushan Town, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly, because since leaving the forest, Fu Yan felt a vague gaze lock on him.

No matter how fast the horse runs, this gaze never leaves.

Fu Yan didn't look back, he didn't look around, he was afraid of startling the snake.

He believed in this feeling in his secrets, because in his previous life when he was a mercenary, this feeling saved his life many times.

As long as you are a person who has experienced life and death, you will feel this way to a greater or lesser extent.

What's more, there is murderous intent in this gaze.

The killing intent was very faint, so faint that even a realm master like Qin San didn't notice it, but he could feel it!

Fu Yan believed that the person who could hide the killing intent to such a point must be a master!

This kind of killer is the real killer, and their way of killing is always assassination.

There is a difference between him and the Seven Musketeers who take money and work hard.

So Fu Yan had to take precautions at all times.

Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Villa is located on the mountainside of Wushan, and there is a city under the mountain, named Wucheng. This city is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only one way can be entered, and Wushan Town is the only way to enter Wucheng.

All teams participating in the Azure Martial Arts Competition must go through this!

As a necessary town to enter Wucheng, Wushan Town has business travel and continuous trade, and its development is naturally not comparable to Liuyun Town.

High-rise pagodas are lined up one after another, wine shops and green buildings can be seen everywhere, the streets are wide, and the crowds are crowded. All kinds of snacks and ornaments are constantly being sold, and there are various acrobatic groups performing on the street, which is really a prosperous scene.

Even at dusk, the streets are still full of people.

And most of these people are not locals, but business travelers and martial arts people.

Covered in black, with knives and axes, in groups of three or five.

All of this made Fu Yan more and more nervous, and the Wind Breaking Sword in his hand couldn't help but tighten a little.

However, Gu Jing and the old Taoist priest were like being beaten with chicken blood, instantly rejuvenated, looking at the street food, all kinds of strange ornaments, and their eyes were rippling.

If it weren't for Fu Yan's warning, I'm afraid both of them would have dismounted to buy it.

And this kind of complex place, naturally not too stable, passing through the main street, looking at the alleys, often see the confrontation of the forces of the rivers and lakes, and even the fight.

This kind of activity, even if it is the government, cannot be stopped, and simply ignores it. As long as they don't hurt civilians, they generally don't get involved.

However, if it once harms the civilians, it is not easy for the yamen to arrest quickly, and there are even brocade guards patrolling.

Of course, there are almost no people in the rivers and lakes who take the initiative to provoke civilians, and they get along very naturally.

This situation has led to the fact that civilians are not afraid at all when they see all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes, and even watch the fire fight and point fingers.

For example, at this moment, Fu Chuan was surrounded by passers-by, after all, he was not wearing clothes, his upper body was naked, and his body was covered with scars.

Of course he didn't care about this, he just wanted to find an inn, stay quickly, and heal well.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the side of the street, and a woman quickly ran out of the gate of the Qinglou, shouting: "Help! Help! Uncle, please spare me!"

looked flustered and disheveled, and it was not an anecdote that the Qinglou woman was bullied.

Then, a big man with a ** upper body chased him out and yelled: "You slut, you don't let your master touch it when you come out to sell it!

"Uncle, I'm a singer, don't sell myself!" the woman cried as she ran.

Fu Yan was expressionless and didn't speak, the people around him seemed to be used to seeing this kind of thing, and they didn't care after a few glances.

Gu Jing pouted and frowned, and there was a lot of unbearability in his eyes.

"Fuck! Lao Tzu doesn't care so much, the money is given, I have to sleep with the uncle tonight!" The big man caught up with the woman, grabbed the woman's hair, and was about to drag it in.

Gu Jing said distressedly: "Brother Fu, that sister is so pitiful. ”

Fu Yan frowned, of course she understood what Gu Jing meant, she wanted to save her by herself.

Of course, this is impossible, a few of them are still difficult to protect themselves, and the secret killer is tailgating, and it is not convenient to provoke right and wrong at this moment.

Moreover, the cold poison on his body seems to be a little uncalm, and he may have an accident at any time.

The woman in the Qinglou screamed and struggled at the same time, and she couldn't help but slap the man when she waved her hands.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then roared angrily: "Slut, you dare to beat Lao Tzu?"

He slapped the woman twice suddenly, and the woman vomited blood again and again. This was not the end, the big man slammed his right hand around the woman's neck and lifted her up all at once.

This wrist strength alone is not something that ordinary people can do, this big man is obviously a martial artist, at least a master of the dark realm.

A warrior bullying a powerless geisha, the people on the street can't help but secretly despise it, but none of them meddle in their affairs.

Then, several more people rushed out of the gate, and one of them changed his face and hurriedly said, "Big brother, help quickly!

The man grinned and said, "What about the deaths?

The man hurriedly said: "Big brother, this is a civilian, the government will take care of it!"

"I, Wang Li, will also be afraid of the people in the government?"

As he spoke, the force in his hand couldn't help but increase a little more, and the woman in the Qinglou kicked her feet wildly, her face flushed, obviously unable to support it.

Gu Jing looked at him and stomped his feet, tears were about to flow out, and he called out a few times, but the old Taoist priest pretended to be dead and didn't dare to speak.

Fu Yan sighed, and the index finger of his right hand slowly stretched out, revealing a faint purple glow.

There are many pedestrians on the street, and there are many horseback riders, hoping that no one will find out that they are doing it themselves.

Wang Li was still laughing wildly, the face of the Qinglou geisha had turned from red to blue, Fu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to make a move.

And at this moment, Wang Li, who was laughing wildly, suddenly trembled, and his laughter stopped abruptly. As soon as her hand was released, the woman in the Qinglou had fallen to the ground, coughing constantly.

Fu Yan's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" The brother next to him couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw his dull face.

Then, a line of blood suddenly cracked out of Wang Li's neck, and blood suddenly gushed out and scattered all over the land.

The pedestrians on the street screamed all at once, and the man's brain also fell down!

Fu Yan suddenly turned his head and took all the people on the street into his eyes, and the frightened people and the sneering people were two or three, and they didn't even look like murderers!

And just now, Fu Yan obviously felt that an earth-shattering sword intent came from behind him!

It's just that the sword was so fast that he didn't even know who shot it!

The people on the street simply didn't look at it, of course they knew that there was a master who made a move, and of course they didn't want to get into trouble.

Then, several gorgeously dressed young men suddenly strode out of the crowd, their eyes full of pride, and the leading woman had a cold face, like frost.

This is somewhat similar to Chu Luo'er's beginning, but the woman in front of her is not only cold, Fu Yan also sees arrogance in her eyes.

Like the genius senior sister in the sect in her previous life, it seems that everything in front of her is not in her eyes.

She is tall and has an outstanding temperament, with slightly wrinkled willow eyebrows and a tall nose. Covered with white gauze and covered with a pink coat, he holds a delicate long sword in his left hand, and on the scabbard, gems are pavé and agate are occasionally inlayed.

Fu Yan sneered, just like Qin Ping who met in Liuyun Town before, this sword was worth at least a thousand taels of silver!

She walked into the middle of the field, glanced at the Qinglou geisha, her eyes showed contempt, and then said coldly: "Let her go!"

"Yes, senior sister!" several people behind him nodded hurriedly.

The geisha in the Qinglou had already been frightened, and they didn't need to rush at all, so they hurriedly staggered away.

The woman looked coldly at the corpse on the ground, and soon turned her head in disgust, looked at Wang Li's brother before, and said, "Before leaving, what did the elder say?"

Those few people trembled and didn't dare to speak, and one of them finally gritted his teeth and said, "Senior sister, we know that we are wrong!"

The woman squinted her eyes and said, "It's okay to know that you're wrong! Dare to kill my disciple of the Yanshan Sword Sect, I want you to find the murderer!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!

These people turned out to be the disciples of the No. 1 Sword Sect in the world and the No. 1 sect in the Central Plains, the Yanshan Sword Sect!

Everyone knows that most of the disciples of the Yanshan Sword Sect are illustrious in their families, and they are all children of famous families, plus their swordsmanship is outstanding, almost no one dares to mess with them!

After everyone was shocked, they began to snicker again, secretly scolding the person who secretly killed people just now for causing trouble.

The Wang Li brothers gritted their teeth, got up, and even caught the Qinglou geisha back, pulled out their swords and clamped them around her neck.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the woman's eyes, but she instantly turned cold, and did not speak, in her opinion, these are inferior people, and there is no need to be sympathetic.

The sword rested on the man's neck, and the man began to shout: "Who did it just now? Stand up! Otherwise, I will kill this woman!"

"Despicable!" even Gu Jing couldn't stand it, and even scolded.

Fu Yan's heart was also cold, the geisha was not a human being? In his heart, the eyes of being despised by the senior sister of the master in his previous life kept appearing, just like the arrogant woman in front of him!

Then, suddenly, a few horse neighings sounded, and everyone looked back, and their hearts were relieved, it turned out to be Jinyiwei's ti riding here!

Now those people have suffered a lot!

And at this moment, the leader of the cavalry saw the tall woman in the field, his face changed instantly, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

So, in an instant, Ti rode away.

"If you are a hero, stand up and reason! If not, this woman's head will fall to the ground in an instant!" the man shouted again, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but touch the woman's throat, and a trace of blood was oozing.

The geisha in the Qinglou was pale with fright, and water couldn't help but flow from under her skirt, and her whole body was trembling, and she wanted to beg for mercy but couldn't even speak.

The civilians present all turned their heads, unable to bear to see the scene of the head falling to the ground.

"Kill!" the woman looked at the crowd coldly and said directly.

The man was shocked when he heard this, and his wrist instantly began to exert force.

And at this moment, the tall woman's face suddenly changed, her figure suddenly jumped up, and the long sword in her hand had been drawn out at some point, and the white light flickered.

Her figure is ethereal, and the long sword in her hand is so fast that ordinary people can hardly see it.

Only a few clanging sounds of gold and iron clashing were heard continuously, and several sparks suddenly burst in the air.

The woman landed slowly, her eyes showing disdain, and she said coldly: "Is that all?"

Everyone was so shocked that they didn't see anyone make a move at all, but the woman had already blocked the murderer's moves!

Fu Yan is pupils constricted, this woman, such a handsome swordsmanship!

The Yanshan Sword Sect is indeed the number one sword sect in the world, and those few swordsmanship moves are extremely fast, and nine swords are stabbed out almost in a flash!

And what's even more terrifying is the murderer who shot it secretly!

Fu Yan suddenly turned his head, his eyes were locked on the man!

No one else found out, but he did! because he had been so engrossed that his eyes were not on the field at all, but on the street!

A man dressed in white is concentrating on choosing accessories!

He held a long sword in his left hand, and with his right hand, he couldn't help but pick out all kinds of ornaments from the vendor's stall, and those ornaments were all used by women!

Fu Yan saw everything clearly, and the man pulled out his long sword, slashed it behind him in an instant, and then inserted the sword into the scabbard.

This series of actions is so fast that even the stall owner doesn't notice it!

Fu Yan's heart was beating violently, he had been in this world for more than two years, and it was the first time he had seen someone who drew his sword, took out his sword, and inserted his sword so quickly!

This must be the accumulation of countless days and months, and the countless repetitions of these three tedious and simple actions.

The tall woman in the middle of the field said coldly: "Your Excellency hasn't shown up yet, do you really want to wait for your head to fall to the ground?"

She looked around and suddenly saw that everyone was laughing!

She frowned, looked back, and suddenly her face changed. The junior brother who forced the Qinglou geisha with a sword just now fell to the ground in great pain.

And his right hand was lying quietly on the ground!

Severed right hand!

She clenched her teeth and turned around suddenly, her eyes filled with murderous intent!

He has obviously blocked all of the opponent's several invisible sword rays, why, why is the junior brother still having his right hand cut off!

How is this possible? Who is himself? It is Zhu You! It is the first day of the Yanshan Sword Sect! He has never been defeated by his peers!

She began to get angry, and suddenly put the long sword on the neck of the Qinglou geisha, and said coldly: "Who are you!"

"It's just a matter of time. ”

A faint voice suddenly sounded, and a white figure came into everyone's eyes.