"If you lean on the gun and laugh at the red dust, I ask the sky from the horizontal knife; the ancestor of a hundred soldiers comes to block the sword, a golden Xuanhua axe; who can know if you have practiced darts for ten years, once it comes out, an arrow will come" A handsome man in blue walked like a leisurely stroll, walking with his hands on his back and walking towards the three people in front of him step by step.

These three people are not ordinary people, but the leaders of the three gangs and six factions that everyone in the Northland is well-known, they are the leader of the alliance and the leader of the Poisonous Hand Gang, Miasma Sanshan, the leader of the Evil Sword Gang, Poppy Tianfeng, and the leader of the ** Gang, Cai Wushuang.

"Who are you, why did you break into my gang?"

Miasma Sanshan stared at the man in blue in front of him, he was sure that he definitely didn't know this person, let alone have any grievances with him, but this man in blue was definitely not good, and the disciple who was killed behind him was the best proof of this, obviously he came to help him with his poisonous hands.

Before the man in blue could speak, a slightly younger white-faced man on the left hand side of Miasma Sanshan said angrily: "Big brother, let's talk to him, just kill him, this person just came and killed more than a dozen of our gangs, obviously provoking us, and he didn't take our three gangs in his eyes at all."

"Yes, big brother, Brother Cai is right, we must kill him, otherwise, how can we have the face to mingle in this northern land in the future" A middle-aged man in a jet-black robe stood on the right hand side of Miasma Sanshan and said coldly.

Compared with the excitement of the two people around him, Miasma Sanshan is worthy of being the leader of the alliance, he can still be calm when he is so provoked in front of everyone, he stretched out his hand to stop the two who wanted to make trouble, looked at the man in blue in front of him and repeated: "Your Excellency, can you leave your name, maybe we still have some origins, but don't wash the Dragon King Temple, your own family doesn't know your own family."

The man in blue is none other than Yan Lin, after a night of arduous trekking, he finally arrived at the Poison Hand Gang station when the sun rose, because the Poison Hand Gang is rooted in the town, and his thousands of people immediately caused an uproar as soon as they entered the town, in order not to injure ordinary people by mistake, Yan Lin had to order Sun Ming and Zhao Xin to lead half of the people to surround the Poison Hand Gang, and wait for his own order before rushing in.

Maybe it's because he watched too many martial arts movies before, after casually killing some minions who came to block him, Yan Lin unknowingly made up a poem and recited it aloud, so that everyone present could hear it clearly, and even confused Miasma Sanshan and others.

When he walked about three meters away from the Miasma Mountain, Yan Lin stopped and looked at the three people in front of him carefully, the three of them were all dressed very gorgeously, especially the person in the middle, not only the clothes were embroidered with dragon patterns, but the trims were all made of gold, and the end was glittering with golden light, dazzling, Yan Lin knew in his heart that this person must be the Miasma Sanshan, because those who dared to wear dragon robes were afraid that there was only the self-righteous so-called leader of the three gangs and six factions.

As for the two people around Miasma Sanshan, Yan Lin also paid a little attention, the white-faced bearded person on the left, wearing a snow-white long dress with a jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a mountain and river fan inserted into his waist, at first glance, he was also a handsome person, no need to think about it, Yan Lin also knew that among the three gang leaders, only the ** gang leader Cai Wushuang matched his image.

Needless to say, the person on the right is not to mention that he has a black long sword behind him, and the ink-colored robe he is wearing is also embroidered with all kinds of swords, Yan Lin has to sigh, this must be how obsessed he is with swords, but I don't know whether the leader of the evil sword gang is sleeping with his wife or sleeping with a sword.

After just a few glances, Yan Lin completely lost interest in the three of them, they were all vulgar and ostentatious people, and they didn't have the demeanor of a master of the rivers and lakes at all.

"Are you the leaders of the three gangs, Miasma Sanshan, Poppy Tianfeng and Cai Wushuang?" Yan Lin looked at a few people and said lightly.

Miasma Sanshan arched his hand and said: "Yes, a few of us are the leaders of the three gangs, I don't know who your surname is, do you have something important to do with my poisonous hands today?"

Miasma Sanshan's words were extremely tactful, and there was no trace of anger at all, and the martial arts people who came to congratulate him on his birthday next to him, who didn't know his narrow-minded character, saw him like this, and suddenly all of them showed disbelief, and they all guessed that this young man in blue was sacred, and he could make Miasma Sanshan scruples.

In fact, it's not that he is broad-minded, but when Yan Lin solves the minions casually, he is clearly seen by the miasma Sanshan, although Yan Lin's shot seems simple, but the miasma Sanshan, who has been in the martial arts for many years, has seen so many three religions and nine streams, and his natural eyesight is also quite vicious, from Yan Lin's shot, he concluded that the strength of the blue-clothed man's martial arts is definitely above himself, in order to take care of the overall situation, he had to hide his anger, temporarily meet all the conditions of the blue-clothed man, and seek revenge in the future.

Yan Lin waved his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "No need, Yan is here today just for one thing."

"Oh?, I don't know what your Excellency is doing?"

Hearing Yan Lin's words, Miasma Sanshan's heart that had been hanging finally calmed down, and he said secretly, as long as he didn't do anything, he could say anything.

"Borrow your head for a use," Yan Lin said coldly.

"Your Excellency, this is a joke, right" Miasma Sanshan originally thought that things could be easily decided, but who would have expected that the man in blue in front of him would put forward such a condition, and immediately put away his flattering look, revealing the current expression of the enemy, and his right hand touched the handle of the knife hanging from his waist without a trace.

"Look at jokes, I Yan Lin never joke, today is the time when you die, if you want to blame it, you shouldn't offend the world" Yan Lin pointed to the three people in front of him, and he was full of words, and a strong murderous aura gradually spread on his body.

"Are you from the Tianxia Society?"

Miasma Sanshan's eyes widened and he looked at Yan Lin in disbelief.

"Yes, the family teacher is the hero" Yan Lin blurted out directly without reservation.

"How is it possible, that man in blue turned out to be a disciple of Xiongba, Xiongba doesn't have only four disciples? I haven't heard of another disciple named Yan Lin, strange news, really strange news, I must blow it to others when I go back."

The people in the martial arts around him, whether they were famous or not, Gu was incredulous about the news, and there were some people who originally wanted to help the three gangs, but when they heard that the blue-clothed man in front of them turned out to be a person from the Tianxia Society, and he was also a disciple of Xiongba, they immediately extinguished the thoughts in their hearts, and stayed away from Miasma Sanshan and others, for fear of being implicated.

"Xiongba? is actually a disciple of Xiongba, no wonder he has such strength, but Miasma is not easy to mess with, today I will let you taste the power of my poisonous hand"

After Miasma Sanshan was shocked, his eyes flashed, and he had already moved his killing intent, let go of the hand holding the hilt of the knife, danced a palm flower with both hands, and slammed towards Yan Lin, trying to take advantage of Yan Lin's unpreparedness to attack him by surprise.

Looking at the palm imprinted on him in front of him, Yan Lin felt a pang in his heart, the palm of this miasma Sanshan was not **, but wearing a pair of heavy leather gloves, and the green light on it was obviously full of poison, if it was stained, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Indeed, it is a despicable man, and this day you shall not die a good death."

What Yan Lin hates most in his life is the person who uses poison to sneak attack, this miasma Sanshan actually used a poisonous palm in front of him, which made Yan Lin not angry, and moved directly under his feet, casting the wind chasing shadow in the wind god's legs, and in just a few flashes, Yan Lin had already appeared in the pavilion behind him.

Standing on top of the pavilion, Yan Lin looked down at the people below, and said loudly: "All those who do not belong to the three gangs, leave this place immediately, if not, there will be no forgiveness."

The martial arts people who came to congratulate him on his birthday from all walks of life below actually wanted to leave this place of right and wrong for a long time in their hearts, but they didn't dare to leave directly because of the coercion of the three gang leaders and Yan Lin.

Seeing that he failed to succeed in the sneak attack, Miasma Sanshan was also surprised, it stands to reason that a young man like the man in blue who has just debuted, even though he is strong in martial arts, his defensive heart is very low, he has sneaked up on many such self-righteous people before, and he has successfully injured the other party every time.

"Big brother, they"

Cai Wushuang and Poppy Tianfeng also came to Miasma Sanshan at this time, and saw that the people who originally said that they would support themselves left outside the courtyard one after another, and Cai Wushuang, the leader of the ** gang with an impatient personality, pointed to the people who ran out of the door quickly and said loudly to Miasma Sanshan.

Miasma Sanshan waved his hand as if he didn't see it: "It's just a group of useless people, don't worry about them, our enemy is the man in blue."

"If you can die under the legs of my wind god, it can be regarded as your creation, today I will use my strongest move, the wind shadow world, to end your life, you should die without regrets"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Lin turned over and jumped into the air, and said in a loud voice: "Wind Shadow World."

Every time Yan Lin kicked out to the ground, several foot shadows changed from small to large and attacked towards Miasma Sanshan and the others with infinite power, and Yan Lin's feet became faster and faster, and the fastest was so fast that he could only see a phantom, under such a terrifying speed, you can imagine how many feet Yan Lin kicked out.

The entire huge courtyard was shrouded in huge foot shadows, all the areas were in the range of attack and the like, there was no place to hide at all, Miasma Sanshan and the others only blocked for a moment, and they were hit hard by the continuous and powerful foot shadows, one foot, two feet, three feet, and four feet, no one knew how many feet they hit, even Yan Lin didn't know how many feet they had, because he also underestimated the power of the Wind Shadow World, in order not to have an accident, Yan Lin had to keep using the Wind Shadow World, until he felt a little tired, and then stopped.

Falling in the middle of the courtyard, Yan Lin was dumbfounded, this was done by himself? The courtyard was already unrecognizable, full of bombed pits, and there was no place to preserve it at all.

"Master, this is"

Sun Ming rushed into the courtyard of the Poisoner Gang with his men and horses, looking at the hellish scene in front of him for a long time and couldn't speak, even Zhao Xin beside him was full of horror, and kept thinking in his heart, is this really caused by people? What kind of powerful martial arts does this need! Could it be that the master's strength has reached such a terrifying level?

Looking back at Sun Ming and the others, Yan Lin said lightly: "You go and search the Poisoner Gang, and all the living mouths must be cut down and eradicated."

"Yes, master," Sun Ming and Zhao Xin said at the same time.

Sun Ming and the others were just about to act, but they didn't want Yan Lin to suddenly say again: "Wait, remember to gather all the valuable things, gold, silver, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and put them in a room, wait for me to check them, understand?"

Sun Ming and Zhao Xin glanced at each other, and said without hesitation: "Subordinates understand."

The two of them are no stranger to this, this is not the first time, there is no exception to the gangs that were destroyed before, all valuable things are taken by Yan Lin as their own, of course, they will not have the slightest complaint, it is not their turn to point fingers at the master's affairs, as long as they do it.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a master in the world, it seems that I have to report to the pavilion master quickly."

On top of an inconspicuous roof of the Poisoner Gang, a thin man in a cyan costume was squatting on the roof, silently staring in the direction of Yan Lin, his face was full of incredulity, obviously seeing something unbelievable.

"Huh, somebody's peeping?"

The feeling of people who practice martial arts is very strong, especially the powerful people, from the very beginning, Yan Lin felt that someone was secretly watching him, but he couldn't find time to check, and along with the feeling, Yan Lin suddenly found the man in Tsing Yi hidden on the opposite roof.

"Not good, it was discovered"

As soon as the man in Tsing Yi saw Yan Lin's gaze at him, his rich experience told him that the other party had definitely discovered his existence, without a trace of hesitation, and as soon as he supported the eaves with his hand, he used the elastic force to perform light skills, and disappeared without a trace in a few vertical jumps, and his body was vivid, like a gust of wind, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

"Uh, isn't that flying on the grass?"

Looking at the direction in which the man in Tsing Yi disappeared, Yan Lin was directly speechless, he saw the face of the person just now very clearly, it was clearly a character in an intelligence organization that would only appear in Fengyun Er, and his nickname seemed to be "Flying on the Grass".

Yan Lin clearly remembers that the martial arts of the person who flies on the grass are mediocre, but his light skills are a must in the wind and clouds, and he can't even touch his body, although Nie Feng is known as the god of the wind, but Yan Lin feels that the light skills of the grass flying are obviously higher, after all, Nie Feng's light skills are not special light skills for running, but for the light skills of combat evasion, the light skills of flying on the grass are obviously the kind of running methods that come and go without a trace, with such light skills, it is indeed worthy of being a well-known intelligence officer in the wind and clouds.

"If only I could get the light skill of flying on the grass, then I would really be the god of the wind, at least faster than Nie Feng" Yan Lin lowered his head and thought silently.

"Master, all the living have been executed according to your orders, and all the gold and silver that have been looted have been found in one room," Sun Ming came to Yan Lin's side and said respectfully.

"Hmm"

Yan Lin nodded with satisfaction and walked quickly towards the room that Sun Ming pointed to, he wanted to put all his belongings into the package and keep it for himself, there was no way, he was used to being poor, and of course he would not be soft when he saw money.