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- Wow!
The long river was rushing, and a wave hit the rocks on the shore, splashing a large amount of water on Ge Yuankai's face, which was icy cold.
Lost it!
In other words, after chasing for forty or fifty miles, when we arrived here, there was no breath left.
Ge Yuankai's face was gloomy, and he chewed on a name: "Xiao Shishilang."
When another wave hit, Ge Yuankai's figure had already drifted away.
Ten miles upstream of the big river, Pei Yuan stood on the river beach, looking at the dim moonlight at night, thinking about his current fighting methods.
The martial arts he possesses are enough for fighting at the level of fetal breath, but they are somewhat lacking at the level of Xuantai.
Currently Pei Yuan possesses Xuantai-level martial arts.
The world of gray mist has obtained Taixu Tianjin.
As well as the Yimu stick formula, the three styles of Jinglei.
"Da Yi Qi Shu" also records three kinds of martial arts, corresponding to the three realms of Xuantai.
?The ¡®Desolate Step¡¯ that can be cultivated in the Realm of Embryo, the ¡®Square Overlord Seal¡¯ in the Realm of Formation, and the ¡®God¡¯s Hand of Taisui¡¯ in the Realm of Transformation Dragon!
Of course, I feel that the means are lacking, but it is only Pei Yuan's own idea. In fact, once the fact that he has several mysterious exercises is exposed, it will inevitably attract many parties.
There are still four or five days before the sword tasting meeting, and Pei Yuan decided to take advantage of these few days to practice the 'Desolate Step' and upgrade the 72-style Dabun Leishou.
Thinking of this, Pei Yuan didn't waste any more time, and in a flash, he found a hidden place and started to practice.
The next day.
Following the sunshine, falling into the city of Baibingfu, the whole city came alive again.
It's just that compared with the past, there is a little more chilling, and the soldiers patrolling the street walk through to maintain the stability of the market.
It's done to this extent.
The imperial court in this world does not have the ability to cover the sky with one hand, not even the few big countries in the world, let alone Wenqiu country.
These city patrol soldiers can also intimidate ordinary people, and many quacks don't take it to heart.
? What happened at the residence of the prefect of Yang last night has already spread, and there are many people in the world talking about it in restaurants, inns, and tea shops.
"Tsk tsk! It is said that the scene is very miserable. There is no body left for the magistrate, and the head of Yang Zhifu has been blown off, and flesh and blood are all over the ground."
"Xiao Shishilang, what a Xiao Shishilang! This is provoking the government!"
"You don't know yet, do you? Yang Zhifu himself comes from Jintang Yang, the eldest son of the previous head of the family"
"Huh? Since he is the eldest son, why is it wrong to leave the Yang family as the head of the Yang family and come here to be the magistrate of Lao Shizi?"
"Hey! This is of course a dispute between the rich and powerful But the magistrate Yang is the brother of the current head of the Yang family. But still alive."
Some people also said in a tone of watching the excitement that they don't think it's a big deal, and said gloatingly: "In short, Xiao Shishilang has gotten into big trouble this time."
"Does anyone know why Xiao Shishilang killed the magistrate Yang?"
"The old man knows a little bit about the inside story. I heard that the magistrate Yang is good at disguising. In fact, he has a human face and a beast's heart. He colluded with the Lianyun bandits and used people to make alchemy. That Xiao Shishilang first wiped out the Lian Yunkou, and after learning the inside story from the bandits, he went straight to attack Baili, killed the prefect's house."
"No way? Prefect Yang's official voice is very good!"
People in the Jianghu only regarded this matter as talk, but the people in Fucheng looked sad, and they cursed at Xiao Shishilang during the conversation.
"The Xiao Shishilang who killed a thousand knives deserves his father and mother to steal people, even killing a good official like Yang Zhifu."
"Bastard! Things that are not as good as pigs and dogs!"
"Bah!"
The obscenities and obscenities merged into one, and Ni Wenbin, Zhu Yanling, and Zhou Chengyun on the street were furious. Zhou Chengyun was the most impulsive, with a sullen face, and grabbed a cursing white-bearded old man.
The white-bearded old man was startled: "Young man, what are you doing holding the old man?"
Zhou Chengyun snorted coldly: "I tell you, you have all been deceived by that dog-faced thing in Yang Zhifu. He colluded with the Lianyun bandits and harmed countless people"
Before he could finish speaking, the white-bearded old man seemed to suddenly become more courageous, poking his neck and scolding angrily: "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about, Master Yang died so badly, how dare you slander him old man? This old man has lived for seventy years, and he has seen too many officials. Only Mr. Yang is sincerely good to the people. If you have the ability, kill this old man. Don't do it in front of him.Frame Yang adults. "
"You!" Zhou Chengyun choked on his words and stared at the white-bearded old man, who also stared back at him not to be outdone.
"Forget it! Forget it!" Ni Wenbin pulled Zhou Chengyun away and sighed.
The white-bearded old man snorted, spit on the ground with a "bah", and left with great disdain.
"I'm so mad." Zhou Chengyun yelled.
Just as Ni Wenbin was about to speak, he turned his eyes and looked ahead. Amidst the bustling crowd, an imposing young man stood out from the crowd, walking slowly like a king patrolling his territory.
His human figure is handsome, his eyes are like lacquer spots, and he is full of spirit.
When he got close, the man suddenly froze in his footsteps, glanced at the three of them, and then landed on Ni Wenbin, and said indifferently: "Who am I to say? It turned out to be Ni Wenbin, brother Ni, but you made up the conspiracy between Yang Yinghao and Lian Yunkou." Harmful news spread indiscriminately, should I give myself an explanation?"
Yang Yinghao is the name of Yang Zhifu.
With a dignified expression, Ni Wenbin guarded Zhou Chengyun and Zhu Yanling behind him, looked at the young man with a fearful manner, and said in a low voice, "Is it a fabrication? Don't you, Yang He, still not understand?"
Yang He, the fifth son of Yang Yingjie, the current head of the Yang family in Jintang, is only twenty-five years old, but he is already the third son of the deputy book.
"What should I know?" Yang He said calmly with his hands behind his back, "I only know that the three of you have ruined my Yang family's reputation, so I must give an explanation."
He glanced at the three of them with calm eyes, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Zhou Chengyun and Zhu Yanling one by one, and finally pointed at Ni Wenbin: "Go ahead, as long as the three of you can hold ten breaths under my hand together, then I will let you go." You! Otherwise, you can only let the elders in your family lead the people, and by the way, I also want to ask them how to teach you etiquette, full of nonsense."
Ni Wenbin took a deep breath, and held the hilt of the sword with his backhand: "Ni also wanted to ask Brother Yang for advice."
Ni Wenbin, as the eleventh member of the sub-book, is not a small name, and Yang He is even more extraordinary. The two confronted each other in the street, and instantly attracted the attention of many Jianghu people, who gathered to watch.
Choke!
Ni Wenbin drew his sword in his hand, and stabbed out with a "shua" sword. The sword light was like a swimming dragon, baring its teeth and claws, roaring in the air.
?The boiling vigor is contained between the blades, and it is erratic, which also makes the faces of the Jianghu players around watching the battle solemn, and sighs that the reputation is well-deserved.
Zhou Chengyun and Zhu Yanling looked at each other, one left and one right sprang out, and circled behind Yang He, the two swords interlaced, like a pair of scissors shining with cold light, strangled in the air.
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