The courtyard door opened.

Xia Wuwu walked out with one person and one sword.

His tears had been wiped dry, but the blood was still hot, hot and stuffy.

Therefore, he chose to walk under a giant tree like a car crown, which is on the main road, leading to the main gate, and it is also a place for the disciples to rest and cool down after their exercises.

The cicadas have finished singing, and a slight chill has suddenly risen.

In the wind, it was a trembling stinging sound.

Four swords descended from the sky, striking at the top of the head, behind the back, on the arm, and at the chest of the man under the tree from four angles.

"What a third-rate assassin..."Xia Wuwu had a mocking smile on his lips.

He seemed to be acting with the four of them, and the moment the long sword emerged from between the leaves, he stepped away like a ghost, and the backhand sword tore through the air, drawing a just right half-moon chill.

Kill two people with one sword, and stab another person when you land.

In an instant, there was only one assassin left, and he was dumbfounded, staring at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

"Explain it yourself. Xia Wuwu said lightly.

But the assassin frowned suddenly, and the next moment blood flowed from his nose and eyes, and then he collapsed to the ground, as if he had committed suicide by poisoning.

The young man sneered, stepped forward and mended the knife before walking away.

In the face of the top-level exercises with 100% proficiency, since these assassins were not able to take the lead, they had no power to fight back at all.

In reality, very few people practice a certain move of a certain exercise to complete proficiency, after all, if you can't grasp it as a whole and pick out one of the moves individually, you can't cultivate it to perfection.

And this is also Xia Wuwu's advantage, he has a great divine skill system.

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Mu Chen is teasing the birds.

The bird is a thrush, dragging its long tail of light brown wings and jumping around on the small agarwood platform, chirping and interacting with the handsome young man outside the cage, enjoying himself, without the slightest awareness of being in the cage.

"Bai Yingfei choked to death when he ate, choked to death. "Thrush chirps.

"Bai Yingfei choked to death when he drank water, choked to death..."

Mu Chen couldn't help laughing, picked up some bird food from the side and threw it into the cage, watching the thrush happily pounce and peck at it, and he leisurely picked up a book of the introductory exercises he obtained from the people in the rivers and lakes a few days ago, and looked at it.

The knife technique is the Black Tiger Knife Technique, which is very ordinary, and what is taught is just some basic knife principles, which does not involve the supporting body method at all, or breathing, heart tricks, etc., and the realm is even more useless.

It can be said that you can practice when you pick up a knife, and you don't have to be afraid of going crazy.

"In these years, even being an official has to know some martial arts... Otherwise, if you encounter an assassin one day, you will die without resistance and without any dignity at all.

It's just that the Langjian Sect is the dominant family in Tianyin City, and it is in the hands of Bai Yingfei, so it can't be done if you want to learn some exercises... It's irritating. Mu Chen danced according to the thirty-six styles of the Black Tiger Sword Method, these moves are all fixed styles, and there is no back hand at all, which is a routine summed up by the predecessors.

It doesn't matter if the opposite side changes, and it doesn't matter if the trick is changed, it's in the order of the routine.

Strong and fast, just do it.

But it's also a tiger and a tiger when it dances, and it has some momentum.

Mu Chen touched the two rather delicate mustaches that he was practicing, his white robe was a little sloppy, and it was stained with wine, anyway, he didn't have to go out today, it didn't matter if he didn't go out or not, just leave it at that.

Otherwise, the little maid who "sold herself to bury her father" would be washed and wouldn't wash this robe into slag...

The devil knows why she can't even wash her clothes.

"It's a loss-making business. Mu Chen let out a long sigh.

As the deputy city lord, he is so poor that he is like this caged bird.

But what's the solution?

From the family being sent to this remote place, it is a kind of alternative "exile" in itself, not to mention that Tianyin City has been taken care of by Bai Yingfei for more than ten years, and it has long been stable and invulnerable.

He can only be the deputy city lord of Anle with peace of mind, but if he wants to open it, he can also live freely.

But...

The thrush is locked in the cage, but the locked in this yard may not be a beast.

Squeak...

The door was pushed open.

"Didn't you stop coming today? I want to be alone. Mu Chen didn't look up, if there was no accident, the little maid who was chattering was about to start talking again, and once she spoke, she couldn't stop.

"Aren't you welcome to me?"

An unfamiliar man's voice came.

Mu Chen frowned suddenly, holding the hilt of the knife, turning his head sideways, but saw a young man standing at the door who was not yet twenty, his face was a little pale, but with a thick smile.

The most important thing is that the bloody tip of the sword is faintly visible under his wide black robe.

"Hahaha..."Mu Chen actually laughed out loud, he was not afraid, but stood up, "Ahhh ”

"Let me guess, who sent you?" Immediately, he sneered again, "Do you still need to guess, except for Bai Yingfei, there will be no one else, right?" He finally couldn't help but make a move, and then according to the name of a deputy city lord who died as a bandit, he went out of the city to symbolically suppress the bandits once, plus a piece of paper, and it was over. ”

"No one cares about a person who has been exiled to a marginal place..."

"Come on!" he raised his knife, but the corners of his mouth still had a rather debauched smile, as if death did not matter, and he was ready.

"Take off my head and go and reply to your master. He narrowed his eyes and raised his knife slightly.

Xia Wuwu didn't answer, but his smile became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, he threw out a head.

There are still undried blood stains on the broken neck where the head is connected, and it rolls in the dirt a few times, and it just shows his face, and it is the city lord of Tianyin City: Bai Yingfei!

Xia Wuwu said lightly: "Now you are the city lord." ”

Mu Chen's death-defying smile was still frozen on his lips and had not dissipated, he squinted at the young man in front of him and asked, "What do you call it?"

"Xia Wuwu. ”

"I've heard of you, Zhang Nianshan's adopted son, a scholar. Mu Chen smoothed his mustache and said strangely, "Are all the scholars so fierce now?"

But Xia Wuwu smiled, he shook his head and said, "City Lord Mu, you are wrong... From this moment on, I am the head of the Langjian Sect. ”

"Of course, if you don't want to, we will break up, and I will wander the world, and you may be able to become the lord of this city by means..."

The two looked at each other like foxes, laughing, and hated to see each other.

Mu Chen threw the knife away suddenly, clenched his fists and said, "Brother Xia, please come in the house!"

Then he shouted, "Xiaoyu, serve tea! Take the bag of fragrant tea that I hid in the third layer of the cupboard... Don't get it wrong!"

The voice of the little maid hurriedly came from outside the door: "Come, come." ”

And Bai Yingfei's head was "volleyed" by Mu Chen, and it rolled down to the corner of the wall covered with dust, and he could no longer recognize his face.