Chapter 25 Yunting Lake Heart Jade is cut out, and Haojie is generous

Coincidentally, Yu Zhenzi's experience was tragic, but at least his life was saved. But the Taoist brother of the Jade Scissors Gate was a little more miserable, not only did he not escape, he died on the spot, and he was cut off and hung on the flagpole to show the public.

Here's how it happened. In Yunting Lake in Xiubo City, Mingyang County, Wasteland Province, there is a special fish called fantail seabream, which only survives in the middle of the lake, and its flesh is tender and very delicious. Its fan tail is shiny and colorful, and it is deeply loved by famous ladies. When the fishermen on Yunting Lake learned about it, they began to catch fantail sea bream, salvage the fantails, and sell them to wealthy families for a profit. But what mortals don't know is that the fan tail of the fantail snapper is actually a refining material in the cultivation realm.

As the name suggests, the disciples in the door all use jade scissors, and the jade scissors need to use the fan tail of the fan-tailed bream. Therefore, the Jade Scissors Gate has to send people to this Yunting Lake every year to salvage the fan tail for the disciples in the door to refine the weapon.

In this way, invisibly, mortals and cultivators have become competitors for the tail of the fan, but ordinary fishermen will be opponents of cultivators? Cultivators are proficient in magic, manipulate the five elements, have no wind and waves, and use the means of pushing the waves and helping the current. As a result, the fishermen of Yunting Lake often encounter strange things. Either when the wind is calm, a huge wave suddenly rises in the lake and the fishing boat capsizes, or the fishing boat suddenly cracks and leaks, or the fishing net is completely cast and pulled up but is broken. The fishermen were terrified, thinking that there was a water ghost who was causing trouble, so they pooled money and hired a mage to subdue the demon, but it was useless, and the strange thing continued. Over time, everyone did not dare to go to the center of the lake, and only fished around Yunting Lake for a living.

Until a few days ago, the Jingshi envoy came and posted an imperial list in the city.

This time it is like a boulder entering the lake, setting off thousands of ripples. People immediately connected the strange things in Yunting Lake with the Dao Gate before. For a time, rumors were rife in the city, and people's hearts were fluctuating.

Xiubo City is sparsely populated, located in a remote area, poor and weak, the officials assigned in the past came to see this, and they have written to resign, preferring to dismiss the official rather than serve here, the court has no choice, so it promoted a few local officials from a few small families in the city to manage government affairs. Therefore, this Xiubo City has neither a imperial court garrison nor a formal yamen, and the entire Xiubo City is controlled by these small families.

In order to appease the people, several families partnered and decided to go to Yunting Lake to find out. They spent a lot of money to build a large net of beef tendons, which was connected by copper and iron buckles. This large net weighed a thousand catties, and it required the use of ten fishing boats, and the combined efforts of dozens of innate martial artists to drag it away.

I chose a sunny day, several families, dozens of offerings, hundreds of fishermen, and ten boats set off together, carrying huge rocks and pulling huge nets to slowly sail to the center of the lake. On the shore of Yunting Lake, there was a crowd of people, and almost all the people in the city came to watch.

Near the center of the lake, sure enough, something strange happened, the lake suddenly raised waves, fortunately the boat had prepared a boulder ballast, so that there was no capsizing. On the shore, when the fishing boat was in place, a drum sounded, and the offerings on the fishing boat worked together, the fishing boat rowed, and the huge net was slowly opened. When the giant net was opened, the offerings on each boat were released at the same time, and with a plop, the giant net slowly covered the bottom of the lake. At the same time, all the worshippers have their blades in their hands, and they are on guard.

Sensing that the net had reached the bottom of the lake, all the fishing boats began to paddle towards the shore, ready to reel in the net. At this moment, a huge wave more than ten meters high suddenly set off in the lake, and a scream sounded, and the huge net was pushed out of the water, and it was suddenly torn apart. A figure burst out of the huge waves and rose into the sky.

"Come out!"

"It's a Daomen demon!"

Everyone present shouted one after another, and on the fishing boat, dozens of figures jumped up one after another, waving all kinds of blades, and pressed towards the figure in unison.

Yan Feng was in mid-air, and there was a burst of anger in his heart.

He is the best of the new generation of disciples of the Jade Scissors Sect, and this year it happened to be his turn to catch the tail of the fan, but he didn't think that just a few days after being in the lake, he was caught by a cow tendon iron net. How can a cultivator be a cultivator with an empty eyes and a transcendent object, how can he be a thing in this net? The strong sense of humiliation made Yan Feng furious, and he forgot the advice of the elders of the sect for a while.

At a young age, he has already stepped into the early stage of Ning Dan, he is the pride of the sky in the door, a genius in cultivation, and is deeply loved by the elders in the door, and he is quite pampered. At this moment, seeing a group of ordinary people pounce on him with their teeth and claws, he couldn't help but be angry.

Yan Feng sneered, Zhenyuan surged, and with a wave of the jade scissor in his hand, a sword swept out. He has not yet awakened his true intentions, and he has not yet had the ability to resist things, but he has a magic weapon in his hand, and his attacks are extremely sharp. First of all, one of the Qianyuan Realm worshippers only felt a gust of wind coming, and there was a pain in his waist, and the person had been cut off by the waist.

The rest of the people were in an uproar, followed by a roar of rage.

Daomen demons, really ruthless, under the bright and clear world, how can you be allowed to commit murder here?

At that moment, all the worshippers took action one after another, taking advantage of the dense concentration of fishing boats, jumping and moving, and frequently jumping into the air to attack Yan Feng. For a while, swords came and went in mid-air, and sharp blades flashed. Yan Feng used the power of a rush to fly into the air, and at this moment, he frequently dealt with the siege around him, and began to fall as soon as he lost his strength. As a result, attacks are more frequent.

Yan Feng was provoked with anger, the jade scissors danced together, the true yuan was agitated, and the sword was vertical and horizontal. He shot out angrily and spared no effort, and several worshippers who were not cultivated enough were killed on the spot one after another.

In addition, the power of the cultivation technique is huge, far from being able to resist by mortals, and in the fight, the fishermen who have no cultivation can suffer. In just over half a moment, dozens of fishermen were hit by the spell and died on the spot, for a time the corpses floated on the water, blood stained the center of the lake, and the rest of the fishermen jumped into the water to escape in fright, the scene was terrible.

Seeing this, several principals on the shore hurriedly beat drums to deliver messages, urging the offerings on the boat to step up their attacks, and at the same time sending fishing boats to rescue the fishermen who had fallen into the water on the lake. Many of the onlookers were relatives and friends of the fishermen who went into the water, and when they saw such a tragic situation at this moment, they cried and shouted one after another, and the scene was unprecedentedly chaotic.

When Yan Feng saw such a tragic situation, he felt unusually happy, and a burst of laughter came out of his mouth. He landed on a boat, and a palm thunder struck the bottom of the boat, and the fishing boat immediately shattered. Several worshippers jumped into the water and fell into the water, Yan Feng floated up, and with a wave of jade scissors, he killed them in the lake.

In the Yan Feng vertical and horizontal field, no one is invincible, as if playing. He deliberately performed his magic on the fishermen who fell into the water, forcing the secular warriors to come to the rescue, and then took the opportunity to kill them.

The surrounding worshippers were furious and sacrificed their lives to attack, but the power of these families in Xiubo City was weak, and the strongest of the dozens of worshippers gathered was only the top grade in the Zhongyuan Realm. According to the division of realms, the Zhongyuan realm is equivalent to the early stage of the cultivation realm Ning Dan, but in terms of strength, the secular realm is one level lower than the cultivation realm. In addition, mortals are very unfamiliar with the methods of cultivators, and they cannot deal with them effectively, plus Yan Feng has a magic weapon in his hand, which is like a tiger with wings. As a result, although there were many people present, they were helpless against Yan Feng.

Seeing that the demons in the lake were arrogant and domineering, and their own warriors were killed one after another, the crowd of onlookers was both shocked and angry, but they had no power to restrain the chicken, so they could only stand here and be anxious.

Just when everyone on the shore was helpless, they heard a shout from the crowd, and a team of black-clothed warriors rushed out of the crowd.

There was a shout from the crowd, and those who knew each other shouted: "It's the people of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall!"

As he spoke, a group of people squeezed out of the crowd again.

"Look over there, it's the people from the Xingyuan Dart Bureau!"

The two groups did not speak, but picked up a few small boats from the shore and rowed into the lake.

With these two groups of people taking the lead, in the crowd of onlookers, more than a dozen warriors jumped onto the boat one after another, many of these people only had acquired realm cultivation, but they did not hesitate.

The blood of the strong man is indignant, and the man is bold and bright!

The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!

For a time, the people on the shore were like thunder, shouting and shouting.

Although Yan Feng was present, he still noticed the scene on the shore, swept it casually, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly. There were a lot of people who came in this wave, but there were only four or five masters of the innate realm, and the rest of the people waited, but the ants and reptiles were just sent to death when they came!

As soon as Yan Feng's thought came to him, there was a sudden burst of cheers from the crowd on the shore.

Yan Feng casually blocked the joint blow of the two worshippers, turned his head to look, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at it.

I saw that the crowd had dodged away, and an old man dressed in white walked out.

Yan Feng didn't recognize this person, but he felt a terrifying momentum from him.

The old man in white walked to the shore, raised his foot and kicked up an oar, reached out and took it, raised his hand and threw it in the water, jumped up, toe on the oars a little, and then took off, the person was already on a small boat, the old man did not stay, jumped again, once or twice, the person had fallen on the boat of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall.

The owner of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall is named Song Zhongyue, who is a high-grade cultivator in the Zhongyuan Realm, and he is also well-known in the city. Seeing the old man's face at this moment, his face immediately showed joy, and he bowed down and said, "Junior Song Zhongyue, meet Senior Tong." ”

"Meet Senior Tong. The martial arts hall disciples behind him saluted one after another, and their eyes were full of joy.

This old man surnamed Tong Minghui, who lives on Xiaoyun Mountain outside the city, is a martial arts hermit, and it is rumored that the old man is already a cultivator in the Yuan Realm, and he is only one step away from being able to cross the holy level, and he is a well-known master in this Mingyang County.

Tong Hui nodded, looked at the lake, and said, "Paddle faster." ”

Song Zhongyue responded, and personally took the oars in his disciple's hand to operate the boat, and the speed of the boat immediately increased a little.

The boat was still a hundred meters away from the middle of the lake, Tong Hui walked up to the bow of the boat, and he didn't see how he moved, and the person had already risen from the ground like a sharp sword and shot towards the middle of the lake.

From the moment Yan Feng found Tong Hui, he was a little vigilant. At this moment, he was being surrounded by five worshippers, and suddenly became alert, blocking several weapons in front of him, and before he had time to turn around, Jade Scissors backhanded behind him.

Bang, a loud bang came, Yan Feng only felt that his body trembled sharply, his arms were numb, and he swung back with the boat under his feet.

Yan Feng suppressed his position and hurriedly turned around, opposite him, an old man in white with crane hair and a childish face was stepping on a piece of fishing boat fragments and confronting him.

Yan Feng's face showed a solemn look for the first time.