The Peerless Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 690 The Great God Has Arrived
"I can't kill it clearly, so I will hide it."

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It's easy to hide the open gun, but it's hard to defend against the hidden arrow. There are too many ways to die alone, so don't stick to one.

Feng Yueqing has been in Taiyuan Mansion for so long, not just relying on a killer.This killer is called 'Shan', he has no surname, and he was the last one among the villains back then.And the other killer is the real Xuanyuan Sword. 'Shan' always thought that this nickname was given to him, but of course not, Xuanyuan Sword is Feng Yueqing's trump card.

Xuanyuan Sword is just the name of the sword. Few people know the name of the person. After the melee in the Central Plains martial arts 17 years ago, several masters hid in the Jianghu, among them was Zhongyuan Dianhong.The reputation of Zhongyuan Dianhong has not gone down. Flying knife Ye Kai, after so many years, this person's internal strength is no longer comparable to that of the past, many people think he is dead.

"You look for me."

Feng Yueqing poured him a cup of tea: "This matter is very difficult. There is a person with very strong martial arts, and 'Shan' failed."

"Even if he failed, how powerful is this man's martial arts."

"Hehe." Feng Yueqing handed him the cup: "It's time for you to make a move. Back then, the Central Plains was a little red, killing people invisible. 'Shan' is just the surface of your martial arts, you won't let me down, right?"

Tangtang Zhongyuan is a bit popular, but not everyone can buy it, and he doesn't value money.However, many years ago, Feng Yueqing once saved his life and helped him with money when he was in the most difficult time. For these two points, Yidianhong promised to help him three times, without any limitation on time, place, method, etc. wait.

"Kill this prefect and the monk beside him."

Yidianhong said: "I promised to help you three favors, and now is the third one. After this incident, I will leave Taiyuan Mansion and go to live in seclusion."

"Naturally, the agreement between us counts with me."

In the capital, Li Tianxing checked the dossiers about people in the Jianghu, and also discovered the weird name Xuanyuanjian.This happened some time ago, at first he didn't care about it, but Xingran's lack of news caused him to worry, and he didn't want anything to happen to this girl.

Therefore, Li Tianxing said that he wanted to retreat and pay homage to the Buddha, and ordered the chief executive to guard the pass for him, and rode to Taiyuan by himself.

Taiyuan Mansion is a big commercial mansion, not to mention the holidays, but also on normal days, the nights are decorated with lanterns and festoons, the women in the kilns, and the merchants with a little money will come out to play, there are many people throwing pots and so on, and outsiders who don't know pass by here , thought how rich the local is.Under this prosperity, there are many murderous intentions and poverty hidden.

On the street, an old woman staggered and asked for food from a member of staff: "Senior officials, please do me a favor, give me a stutter."

"Ah bah! What bad luck! Where did you come from, old beggar, you're blind!" The young member, with his arms around a woman, took a bite of a pear himself, and threw it on the ground: "Eat it, old dog."

Xingran happened to pass by, and Xinming and Xinming came out to relax. Seeing this scene, they went to the room angrily.She went up and grabbed the man's arm: "Where did you come from, you're as rude as a beggar, you bastard!"

This kick kicked the opponent's knee and made him lie on the ground.

Xing Ran bought a few buns from a street stall: "Old man, there are too many mad dogs in this world, you don't have to worry about it."

"Damn!" The member stood up and cursed: "Bastard! How dare you break ground on Tai Sui! Beat them!"

There's no need for Xingran to do it himself, the four Tiance guards can make the shit out of them.

Xingran and Xinming came to the restaurant, ordered a few small dishes and a pot of wine, looking at the false prosperity, they only hated that they were born in the wrong era.

"How is it? Bald donkey, did I do the right thing?"

Xinming was a little embarrassed, almost embarrassed to say: "You did a good job, but...you shouldn't hit that person. I am a Buddha who is merciful, and it is good to save others and save yourself."

"Are you stupid as a monk, can you talk like a normal person? Such a person deserves a beating, just like you, you also deserve a beating. And you deserve a beating even more than him."

All the dishes he ordered were meaty, and Xin Ming could eat them anyway. When he was a monk, he never thought that worldly food and drink would be so delicious.

Opposite the table, another person near the window has disheveled hair, a sword on the table, and a white suit. He looks like a gentleman, but his grade is already over 50 years old, and there are scars on his face.

Xingran thought about the other party for a while, and found that the swordsman was only staring at the table, almost blind, but the sword he put on the table was a rare item, wider than Yun Xiaofeng's sword, and the scabbard was very simple, It should be a famous sword.

Xingran has always liked to make friends with heroes of the world. Seeing that this person has an indescribable aura, he stood up and cupped his hands: "Brother, can you make a friend? Next Xingran."

The man ignored her and continued to stare at the table.

Xinming turned to look: "This person is so strange, why does he always stare at the table, has he been hungry for too long?"

The man took a sip of wine: "Hurry up and eat, this is your last meal."

So angry!Xingran was about to stomp his feet: "Who is this step? Talking like that, I'm afraid it's a little hurtful."

"He may have a brain problem." Xinming advised Xingran to sit down: "Let's eat ours, don't disturb other people's meals. The Buddha will forgive him."

Xing Ran patted the table: "Stupid monk! This guy is going to kill us, can't you see it?! What the hell is wrong with his brain, I think it's your brain problem! Hey—old thief, you are sent by Feng Yueqing Is it?!"

The man's eyes stopped, and he patted the scabbard with his hand. The sword ghost flew over by accident, hit Xingran's waist, and returned to the scabbard. The man took a second sip of wine: "I'm here to kill you. When you finish eating, just tell me, don't be a starving ghost."

Xingran's injury has not yet recovered, this is enough pain, and the corner of her mouth is bleeding.

"Oh!" Xinming didn't know what to do: "You...you are bleeding, how can this be good. This benefactor, how can you hurt others at will?"

"Because both of you are going to die." Yidianhong held his sword horizontally: "Go to the Palace of the King of Hell to find the creditor."

Whoosh - A sword stabbed, Xinming didn't even look up, only focused on Xingran.With this sword, both of them would die, but—a knife came across from outside the window, and a little red quickly avoided it, and saw the Zhanfeng knife pierced into a wooden pillar.

"Huh?" A little red squinted and looked over.

Li Tianxing jumped in from the window, dressed in a brown robe, with a heroic air: "Xingran, it seems that I arrived in time, just in time, are you okay?"

Xingran pointed to Yidianhong: "Li Tianxing! If you don't come again, you will have to collect my body, you bastard! Kill him quickly!" "You dare to bully my little sister, where did you come from?"

"You are Li Tianxing." Zhongyuan Dianhong stretched out his sword: "Sure enough, you are a powerful young man. There are rumors in the world that Li Tianxing wiped out the sect of the suzerain, defeated Gongsun Yue, the number one master piano player in the desert, and single-handedly defeated four opponents. He really deserves his reputation. I It is a great honor to be able to fight against you."

(End of this chapter)