Everyone did not change color, and even Wang Junming, who was relaxed, put down the jade cup in his hand.

The town guard Liu Cong still has a breath, he is an uninvited escort, and every time Wang Junming goes to Fengchi, he will be there. Whether Wang Junming was willing to drink at the same table with him, he never cared, in short, when he heard that the carriage was driving into Fengchi, he would inevitably follow with a dead face and pay for Wang Junming's wine.

His efforts were not in vain, he came and went, without him, Wang Junming was not used to it, and the two who had a good conversation for nearly a year gradually became "friends".

He was strongly recommended by Wang Junming, and after the winter, he could go to the more fertile Baodi Town to take over the post of town guard, the official position is still the same official position, but the oil and water he can get are worlds apart.

Baodi Town produces ore, just find a place to scavenge it, and it is worth most of the income of Fengchi Town. Therefore, he was grateful to Wang Junming, so after seeing Gu Yuan's bad intentions, he was the first to speak out, and he wanted to show his loyalty.

But he never thought that Gu Yuan would kill him. His identity is different from that of the officials, and it doesn't matter if one or two officials die, after all, they are all small shrimps that do not enter the stream.

His identity is not ordinary, he is the town guard who manages several villages, although the official is small, he is an official of the imperial court, why is this man so bold?

Aren't you afraid of being wanted by the imperial court?

These thoughts didn't stay in Liu Cong's mind for long, as he quickly lost consciousness.

"Are you Wang Junming?" Gu Yuan stared at the young man sitting on the main seat, and slowly pulled off the black cloth covering his head. The reason why he did this was because he was afraid that Cai Jin and the others would be afraid, and from now on, he didn't need to hide his identity.

"Demon Cultivator?!" Wang Junming's pupils shrank, but he didn't get up, still calm: "Why are you here?"

Seeing that he killed someone with thunder, Wang Junming still looked like he had nothing to do, which can only show one thing, he must have something to rely on.

Who will it be?

Gu Yuan glanced at the few people in the field, in addition to the dead town guard, and Sun Hushu who was hiding under the table and shivering, there were two others.

One was shy, the silk clothes on his body were bulging, and after standing up, his fat ass was still stuck in the chair and couldn't break free, he wanted to escape but didn't dare to escape, standing in the corner farthest from Wang Junming.

This person would never be the one who followed Wang Junming, not because of his ridiculous appearance that made Gu Yuan make this judgment, but because the flesh in his whole body was too loose.

Although there are many obese cultivators, the flesh on their bodies is as tight as silk, which is the result of the exercises they practice, and they can use it to attack or defend.

From this fat man, Gu Yuan couldn't see any signs of his cultivation, this person should be the shopkeeper of the Forgotten Hometown Building.

The other person stood behind Wang Junming, a young man with acne on his face, but he was in his early twenties, looking quite nervous, and he wanted to persuade Wang Junming to leave quickly.

Could it be this young man?

Or, is it himself that Wang Junming relies on?

It's just that one look at Wang Junming's face makes people feel that he has been hollowed out by wine, how much strength can such a person have?

"I heard that you bumped into someone before you came to the Forgotten Tower. Gu Yuan put his hands behind his back and looked at Wang Junming with a smile.

"Bumping people?" Wang Junming frowned slightly, as if he was recalling, and the young man behind him whispered in his ear, and then he understood, squinting his narrow eyes and said, "Are you here for him?"

A white arm bone pierced through the skin and was exposed to the air, slowly condensing into a bone knife.

"Do you know my identity?" Wang Junming looked proud.

Gu Yuan said "I see" in his heart, and said with a smile: "You want to use your identity to suppress me?"

Wang Junming stretched out an index finger and shook it, smiling and saying, "I just want to make a friend, although our Wang family enshrines an out-of-body immortal master, we also need more talents." ”

"Oh?"

The sound of breaking the air was loud, and the bone knife shot at Wang Junming with a screaming wind, and the sharp knife wind cut all the dishes on the table, and the soup splashed wildly.

Seeing Gu Yuan take out the knife, Wang Junming didn't feel the slightest surprise, his eyelids twitched, and the round table was overturned by a bony hand, and there was one more person beside him.

The thick table board was pierced in an instant, and the indomitable bone knife still shot forward, and the young man with a face full of acne crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the bone knife struck his arm, making a series of gold and stone clashing sounds, and sparks shot out.

"It's such a strong horizontal practice of kung fu. Gu Yuan couldn't help but admire, reproduced the bone knife in his hand, and threw three handles in a row.

The young man retreated again and again, a series of clear footprints were trampled on the floor, his face was red and white, and a wisp of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Gu Yuan temporarily withdrew his hand, and when he took two breaths, the young man actually took the initiative to attack, jumped into the air, and flew down with his arms open like a hungry tiger pounced.

"Spring willow sprouts!"

Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows, and the knife in his hand suddenly turned into a long whip covered with bone spurs, "whooshing" around the young man's ankle and pulling it down from the air.

Caught off guard, the young man fell heavily to the ground, Gu Yuan dodged to a beam, and with a flick of his wrist, the young man accelerated and hit the wooden pillar where the two were hugging.

If it were an ordinary person, if it hit the beam at such a speed, it would inevitably shatter the skull and smear the brain. It's a pity that the young man's head is as hard as a stone, and after knocking the pillar out of a pit with a "bang", he held the beam with both hands, shouted, and actually pulled out the wooden pillar with terrifying strength and slammed it towards Gu Yuan.

The distance between Gu Yuan and the young man was too close, and it was too late to dodge, so he turned around to face the wooden pillar containing great power, and the knife holder was only resisted for a moment, and the person flew out.

Crashing into the wooden door, Gu Yuan slid out of the corridor a few feet away and finally stopped. The young man holding the wooden pillar strode over, a sarcastic smile tugged at the corner of Gu Yuan's mouth, and a majestic giant ape suddenly appeared behind him, and then, Gu Yuan raised his fist and blasted towards the young man.

The refinement of cultivation has given Gu Yuan a deeper understanding of the [Giant Ape Fist], and this killing move seems to have many similarities with the True Spirit Law Body of the Transformation Period.

Gu Yuan even felt that the [Giant Ape Fist] was created according to the True Spirit Law Body, the more powerful the True Yuan, the stronger the power, and when it came to the Giant Gate Period, it became the strongest killing move he relied on the most.

The beams and pillars shattered instantly, and the young man screamed miserably, and the bones of his whole body shattered through the wooden wall and flew across the river, smashing heavily on the other side of the river, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Gu Yuan raised his head high, and walked back to the house where a huge hole had been broken out, and looking out from the hole, he could see a small river flowing through.

With a condescending look in his eyes, Gu Yuan said lightly: "Prince Wang, can we have a good chat now?"

Wang Junming got up trembling like chaff, and couldn't stop licking his chapped lips, "Brother...... Brother, if you have something to say, you have something to say. ”