Xuan Ming didn't take the Heavenly Illusion Ladder, so he naturally left. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the way he walks and the number of steps he takes may be different from most people.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. ”

He closed his eyes, tried to peel off the influence of the phantom array, and climbed the stone steps in front of the hall step by step. The hand inadvertently stretched out into a sword finger and stood in front of his chest, and the direction he pointed in with each step was to break through the formation eye of that step with sword qi.

"This kind of setting is another kind of examination school, I should have resisted the pressure by force, but now I am walking with my intelligence, is it considered a cheating trick?"

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After a period of various procedures, Xuan Ming, who was finally able to leave the Wuhou Mansion, was already standing in the hall of Ren Huancheng Railway Station at this time, and there was an extra waist card engraved on the front of Ren Huan Youhou and Qingxu Xuanming on the back.

That's right, the relationship is so capricious. He directly jumped two levels in a row, got the quota of Ren Huan Youhou Hall, and also got his first task as a martial marquis.

As Xuanming, the Qingxu faction, he went to Zhouqi Villa to participate in the upcoming inaugural meeting of the Hanzhi Society, and came back to hand in a 3,000-word travel report.

A martial arts man with long hair in a Taoist robe can attract a lot of onlookers as long as he stands on the crowded street, not to mention that this is the busiest railway station in the entire Nanyue County. Feeling the pointing and pointing of the passengers around him, Xuan Ming was helpless, and he only looked forward to entering the station early.

I didn't hear the long-awaited pit stop announcement, but I heard an abnormal noise coming from the square outside the hall. Xuan Ming's heart moved, and Yan Shan's sword qi ran from the dantian along the meridians to his ears, his body was like the universe, and his qi was like the stars.

All the sounds are silent, but the rest of the bell chimes.

At this moment, the noise in the hall, the whispers of lovers in the middle of nowhere, and the cries of the vendors in the commissary, all entered his ears, and then went out from the other side. In his ears, only the voice outside the waiting hall and from the station square remained.

There were screams, screams, cries, howls・・・・・・

What the?

Today is his first day as a marquis, and naturally he will not forget his duties. Even if he doesn't have this identity, as a righteous ranger, he will stop his steps at this time to see what happened.

Xuan Ming trotted and approached the entrance of the waiting hall. At this moment, I saw a large group of people pouring in at the entrance. Before Xuan Ming could react, a young girl rushed into his arms in a panic.

Xuan Ming held her up, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

The cute face of the girl in front of her was full of panic, and her small mouth opened slightly and panted, as if she didn't hear what Xuan Ming was asking. He had no choice but to ask again.

Who knew that the girl's eyes were shocked, and at this time she moved, and saw the long Han sword behind his waist, and suddenly there was a scream that pierced the eardrums.

The crowd that poured in spontaneously avoided Xuan Ming's position, but still ran into the depths of the waiting hall in a panic. It seemed that he couldn't ask anything at all, so Xuan Ming reluctantly plucked his ears.

He quickly took out the Youhou waist card from the package behind his back, and raised it to the surroundings to stop the hostility of many chivalrous people towards him. Then he jumped up and jumped onto the checkpoint where he had to enter the waiting hall.

Just looking at this jump, it instantly made him feel creepy.

The creepy and then the monstrous rage.

A group of black-clothed men armed with twin knives are starting from the statue in the middle of the square, slashing wildly at the scattered pedestrians. The sword light reflected the moonlight, and the bright light was mixed with innocent bright red, flying in all directions. Seeing it makes people's eyes split, and their breath surges like a mountain.

There are more and more travelers clogged up near the checkpoint, and this place has also managed to attract the attention of the men in black.

The twin knives in the hands of the two men in black were still dripping blood, and they were walking towards the crowd step by step. They seemed to enjoy the screams that erupted from their unhurried approach, and even though their faces were covered in black cloth, Xuan Ming could feel that they were smiling cruelly, looking at the crowd as if they were looking at a herd of lambs to the slaughter.

Human life is at stake, and there is no room for hesitation. Before the arrival of the Wuhou Mansion Brigade, for this group of beasts that can no longer be called people, they can drag one by one, and they can kill one pair.

Xuan Ming's face was like frost, and he flew up without hesitating his internal strength. In an instant, the figure reached the highest speed he could reach now, and the heavy stomping feet seemed to cause several cracks in the tiles on the ground.

Raising his head again, the sword qi of Yan Shan, which was mixed with him, was already flooding his eyes, and the evil aura of Xuan Ming increased greatly.

At this time, when he looked closer, he saw that the two black-clothed men who were stopped by him had red eyes and skeletons on their faces, which was a strange appearance.

"You actually use the secret method of burning life to kill the defenseless, and you are really just beasts in human skin. ”

"The beasts in my mouth are scum who can't even reach the way of demons. ”

"And the scum should look like the scum is paralyzed on the ground!"

Before the words fell, the black light of the half-unsheathed Yan Shan was flourishing, and the preemptive Xuan Ming integrated all the anger into the sword moves.

A sword moves Kyushu, but it is resolute but uneven!

Yan Shan's sharpness was best witnessed at this moment, and Xuan Ming's angry shot was made, leaving only four pieces of body and eight broken knives in place.

The crowd that saw this scene rang out screams of horror one after another, but there was no lack of cheers mixed with screams and full of anger.

With just this blow, half of the sword qi in Xuan Ming's body was consumed. At this time, the screams that sounded in his ears from time to time stimulated Xuan Ming without any hesitation, and continued to face the next black-clothed scum who was coming to him.

It's just that the man in black who greeted him is obviously quite powerful, Xuan Ming has fought with him for more than ten rounds, and several killing moves have been turned away by the other party.

I heard that even the guards stationed at the station had someone who was poisoned, and Xuan Ming was in a hurry, but the more urgent he was, the calmer his heart became. Suddenly, a flickering flaw caught his attention. It seems, isn't it the first time it has appeared?

"Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ”

Xuan Ming whispered softly, and the black sword in his hand seemed to melt into the night, leaving only a glimpse of the shadows.

When he opened Xuan Ming's sword stab twice, the black-clothed man in front of him seemed to have a triumphant face, and his eyes were about to show a joke about Xuan Ming. But what he saw was still a dead face covered in frost, and a black hilt that was close to his chest.

The matter was still urgent, and there was no room for delay, Xuan Ming quickly pulled it out, and the surging bright red was completely rebounded back to the man in black by the hilt of his sword.

Then he unconsciously trembled, and he looked a little exhausted due to the exhaustion of the sword qi in his body.

Fortunately, the arrogant martial marquis had heard the news, and whether it was riding horses, galloping, or descending from the sky, their faces were full of the same anger as him.