The rain was still falling, clattering against the roof of the wooden canopy.

The viewer lifted a pot of wine, filled it with a bowl, and pushed it in front of Ye Hongfeng.

"Do you know why I've done so many things over the years, why I'm still alive and well?"

"Wang Ba, since ancient times, which one is not a long life. ”

The viewer smiled, and did not get angry. He picked up the wine in front of him, touched it with Ye Hongfeng's bowl, and then drank it all, and said: "The world is like a torrent, you and I are just floating leaves in it, how can we ask to go against the current?"

Ye Hongfeng also served a bowl of wine, he was not afraid of the poison of the master, with his current realm, such a technique should be very despicable, at least on the surface. He sighed, "But me...... He's a stubborn man!"

The Lord filled the wine again, "Why do you want to protect those philistines to the death? they won't even be grateful to you." If you and I join forces, the future will inevitably be better than before. ”

Ye Hongfeng's face was as pale as iron, and he said: "I never thought of protecting everyone, they are strangers to me. It's just that unfortunately, you hurt the person I want to protect, and this is a mortal enemy. ”

The viewer's hand shook slightly, narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, and said: "The people of my winter view are all dead, why don't you and I take a step back, and the old grudges in the past will be written off, and we will 'make money in harmony'?"

Ye Hongfeng sneered: "'Harmony makes money'? Have you forgotten that I am the county magistrate!"

The bowl raised by the viewer paused in the air, and a sharp arrow shot out from the darkness, the viewer tilted his head slightly, and the sword grazed his ear, shattering the bowl, and the wine spilled onto the wooden table. The next moment, the wooden table shattered into several pieces, and Ye Hongfeng retreated a few meters away early. Since words are not speculative, it is a matter of time before they do it.

The viewer stood up slowly and said, "Oh? This "a little interesting" is to laugh at Ye Hongfeng's decision, killing the foundation building monk with a mortal body, this is a difficult thing to do. Such a gap cannot be filled by a large number of people.

The rain began to fall heavier.

Ye Hongfeng arched his body, his hand was tightly gripped on the hilt of the knife, and the rain flowed down the blade. He has been practicing swords since he was a child, and although he is now using a knife, he should still be able to use some killing moves.

I saw him rush forward with his right hand, carrying the knife behind him with his right hand, and when he approached the side of the viewer, he quietly changed to his left hand and pulled it out from the bottom up.

The viewer pressed his hand on the blade, and the spiritual power attached to the sarcast, and then bent his knees and jumped, his body slowly rising with the blade, until the knife was exhausted, and it did not hurt him in the slightest. Ye Hongfeng suddenly smiled, and took a big step back to withdraw, the officials had already set up their bows and arrows, and shot towards the viewer the moment Ye Hongfeng withdrew.

The Lord of the Views is still in the air at the moment, and he can't dodge with his strength no matter what, but everyone seems to have forgotten that he is a monk in the Middle Realm. The viewer didn't make any superfluous movements, but just stretched out his hand, and the rain of arrows in the sky suddenly changed its trajectory and stabbed towards the officials.

This is the basic technique, traction!

Before the officials could hide, most of them were shot into a sieve, and only a few were still alive, but they were no longer able to fight.

Ye Hongfeng forced himself not to look at them, and single-mindedly searched for the weakness of the Lord.

The rain became heavier and heavier, blurring the vision.

Ye Hongfeng suddenly took out a knife, his body was like a ghost, and the white knife light flashed in the rain. Ye Hongfeng had already returned to his roots before leaving the village, and he was slow to practice sword heart, but he had practiced fast swords in the early years. The sword is extremely fast, it can be both defensive and attacking, and the same is true for the sword!

Dense nets of knives weaved and swirled in the rain, forcing the viewer to retreat step by step. The Viewer's hands kept dancing, and the spiritual power gauze turned into a mirror in front of him, resisting the knife momentum. The raindrops gathered around him, gradually condensing into the shape of a small sword, the surface faintly shimmering with a faint glow, although the "blade" was soft, it could sharpen iron like clay.

"Hiss!" Like the sound of the yarn tearing, Ye Hongfeng's knife broke through the spiritual power yarn and slashed straight at the viewer. The viewer did not dodge, driving the small sword turned into rain and stabbing at Ye Hongfeng's body. The small sword pierced into it, but it couldn't penetrate, and the impact enveloped his body and fell several meters away, and his knife only left a deep wound in the shoulder of the viewer, and he didn't have time to cut it.

Ye Hongfeng knelt on one knee with a knife, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a smile: "Mortals want to hurt the monk?

The viewer pressed his hand on his shoulder and sneered, "You better take care of yourself." ”

"Lao Tzu's life is hard!" Saying that, Ye Hongfeng raised his knife and rushed straight towards the viewer, his body was no longer smooth, and the blood mixed with the rain fell, leaving a long blood mark on the ground. His injuries were really not light.

Ye Hongfeng was strong and heavy, and the blade of the knife slashed down from the top of the main head. The viewer hurriedly pulled the big knife out of his hand, and the knife cut through the rain curtain with residual strength and inserted it into the ground behind Ye Hongfeng.

Although the viewer withdrew the broadsword, the power spread through his hands to his whole body, and only the sound of bones shattering was heard, and the viewer was forced to kneel on the ground, and the previously injured arm hung weakly. Ye Hongfeng took advantage of the knee to the top, and the viewer withstood the attack, and fell to the ground backwards.

There was a flash of thunder in the rain, and a rune paper in the hand of the viewer instantly turned into ashes, and the thunder light swam in the rain, and the rain drilled into Ye Hongfeng's body. That feeling made him lose his strength in an instant, and at the moment when he was about to fall, more than a dozen small rain swords pierced his body, dyed bright red.

The Guan Master got up and lifted the knife on the ground with his only remaining hand, and slowly walked towards Ye Hongfeng.

"I said a long time ago, if we join forces, what will there be no silver and women?, why don't you listen?" The Guan Lord pointed the knife at Ye Hongfeng and continued, "You can obviously live a better life, but now you have to lose your life because of them, is it worth it?"

Ye Hongfeng was lying on the ground, the rain was beating on him, he suddenly felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he wanted to fall asleep like this.

"Don't hurt Brother Ye!" Ling'er didn't know when he had already run out, and threw a stone at the Guan Lord, the young official was holding the knife in both hands, blocking Ling'er, his body was trembling, but there was no fear in his eyes.

"Don't hurt the county magistrate!" In the inn on the side, the window on the second floor suddenly opened, and it was probably the character of the innkeeper who smashed the wine jug in his hand at the viewer.

"Get out of Pyeongtaek County!"

"Die!"

"I want revenge, revenge!"

More and more people came forward, and they took things from their homes and from the streets to look at the Lord and smash them on him, so that the Lord had to cover his head with his hands and retreat.

"You...... You mortals, sooner or later I will come back and kill you!" The viewer dropped the big sword and panicked.

Ye Hongfeng opened his eyes and laughed: "I'm the county magistrate!"

It's like exhaling the depressed breath in your chest, and your heart becomes open from then on.

Finally...... It's all worth it at last!

Short story after the chapter:

Ye Hongfeng: "Who said before that he was going to find someone to abuse me, is the master strong enough? ”

It's good to discuss: "Heh." "I thought: You may have forgotten, I am the author, is it really good to offend me so much?