Zongwu: draw dragon yuan at the beginning, accept Xueyue Sword Immortal

Chapter 8
"Song Zhe is dead!"

Because of the existence of the inn resident, the news of Song Zhe's murder quickly spread throughout the rivers and lakes near the capital.

Although the cultivation base of the Xiantian realm is nothing in the whole arena.

But for those who practice martial arts, he is a rare master!

What's more, Song Zhe is still from Dongchang.

After this incident came out, it immediately attracted the attention of many martial arts people.

"Song Zhe is a thief! He also has today!"

"That's right, these dogs in the East Factory deserve to be doomed!"

In some small sects, or small gangs, there are applause everywhere.

These small sects, because they have no backing, are bullied by Dongchang on weekdays.

Some people even died directly in Dongchang's prison. Now that they learned that Dongchang lost face, they naturally gloated.

But when they knew the complete story, these people were stunned.

"My God, are the court officials so powerful?"

"A seventh-rank official actually killed a strong person in the innate realm! This is really unbelievable!"

"Have you heard? That man is still living in the inn."

"To have such courage, isn't this a real hero?"

Although he only killed Song Zhe, Ye Wufeng still caused waves in the world.

Who in the world doesn't like heroes?
What's more, it's a hero like Ye Wufeng who kills Dongchang's lackeys!
On the other side, Dongchang.

"What! Dead?"

"Song Zhe is dead?"

"how is this possible!"

Hong Kui stared at the little eunuch kneeling at his feet with eyes like copper bells, with disbelief all over his face.

A small seventh-rank official, a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken.

He actually killed Song Zhe from Xiantian Realm?
"Master Hong, the information is wrong!"

"Ye Wufeng, it is very likely that he has the strength of a master!"

In order to get rid of his responsibility for fleeing without fighting, the little eunuch bit the bullet and started talking nonsense.

But... since he was able to kill Song Zhe unscathed, he must be a master of martial arts.

"Grandmaster Realm..."

Hearing the news, the corners of Hong Kui's mouth twitched slightly, and a serious look appeared on his face.

A seventh-rank official actually has the cultivation level of a master. If this kind of news spreads, it will definitely shock the entire court.

Except for the masters who hide in the palace and those who are in high positions.

The Grand Master Realm is already the top existence in the imperial court.

"Bastard! Bastard!!"

Hong Kuiqi's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling.

A little Ye Wufeng not only killed the people in his east factory, but also made them lose face.

He, Hong Kui, could never bear this account!
He wants to use Ye Wufeng's blood to wash away his shame!

After thinking about it, Hong Kui suddenly raised his right foot.

"Ah! Master Hong, spare your life! Spare your life!"

Seeing Hong Kui kicking him, the little eunuch kneeling on the ground was frightened out of his wits.

"Fleeing, death penalty!"

boom! ! !
A miserable howl resounded through the air.

Without changing his expression, Hong Kui kicked the little eunuch hard on the chest, sending the little eunuch flying more than ten feet away, and finally fell in front of a huge rock.

"Hoo, hoo!"

Hong Kui panted heavily, and the anger in his heart decreased slightly.

Frowning for a moment, he stood up.

"Changing clothes, I want to see the factory owner!"

"Wanted: Ye Wufeng"

Before dawn, several arrest warrants with wet ink on them had already been pasted on the base of the city wall.

Seeing the new notice, a group of people quickly crowded around the city wall.

"This person has committed a heinous crime, and anyone who sees it can be killed!"

"I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death. Regardless of whether I live or die, I will reward you with a thousand taels of silver!"

"Who is this Ye Wufeng?"

An old man asked a little puzzled after reading the notice on the arrest warrant.

Unfortunately, no one answered him.

Everyone was shocked by the amount on the arrest warrant.

1000 two!

Listening to this number, everyone's eyes turned red.

Ten taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family to live for a year.

1000 taels, how long will this take?

Thinking of this, the breathing of the people present became heavier.

Ye Wufeng was wanted by the court.

The news quickly spread throughout the rivers and lakes.

"1000 taels, big brother!"

"As long as you kill Ye Wufeng, we can get the money!"

At the Crazy Sword Gate, a strong man around 30 years old was rubbing his hands, and kept looking at the gate master sitting in the main seat.

Above the chief seat, the sect master in his forties, with a slender figure and gloomy eyes, snorted coldly.

"This money, do you really think it's so easy to get?"

"That's 1000 taels, my mother!" The strong man's eyes were full of greed.

Glancing at the strong man in Qian's eyes, the sect master said disdainfully: "You are also in the Xiantian realm, can you kill Song Zhe unscathed?"

"This... but the imperial court has also issued a wanted order!"

Knowing that he was no match for Ye Wufeng, the strong man muttered unwillingly.

"A wanted order from the imperial court? Hmph!"

"So what, there are many arrest warrants from the court."

"Tian Boguang, the ancestor of the blood knife, and the four villains."

"Which one is not wanted by the court!"

"Did you see someone take their head for a reward?"

"This..." The strong man was speechless.

"We can't take this money." The door master sighed faintly.

"Hey!" After a long silence, several sighs came from the room.

……

Just when the entire capital city was discussing Ye Wufeng, a sneaky figure appeared in a small town not far from the capital.

Before dawn, the figure carefully avoided the townspeople who got up early.

Turn left and turn right, and you come to a seemingly deserted yard.

"Please Xueyilou come forward and kill Ye Wufeng."

In the dilapidated house, an old and hoarse voice came out strangely.

"1000 taels of silver, to kill a master who seems to be a master?"

"Our Bloody Clothes Building does not do this kind of business."

The figure paused for a moment, obviously he didn't expect the information on Xueyilou to be so well-informed, so he quickly stated his conditions: "5000 taels of silver, plus a Shaolin Great Repayment Pill."

"Not enough!" After a while, the old voice sounded again.

The figure hesitated for a moment, then took out another jade pendant from his pocket.

"Add this jade pendant."

"This is……"

The old man hesitated to speak, then suddenly shouted

"Pass the landlord's order, intercept and kill Ye Wufeng!"

Hearing the old man's words, his figure trembled.

Xueyilou is a gang of assassins hidden in the Ming Dynasty.

Although it can't compare to Luowang, a huge organization that spreads across the entire continent.

But every time the landlord's order is dispatched, it can set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes.

The Xueyi Building is divided into four levels of masters: Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder.

Among them, the two levels of heaven and earth correspond to the powerful existence of the innate realm and the master realm respectively.

It can be said that the Xueyilou was dispatched, and Ye Wufeng was definitely in danger!

Thinking of this, the figure was overjoyed, and immediately thought of saying goodbye and leaving.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, a dagger pierced his chest.

The dagger pierced through the heart and directly nailed him to the ground.

"you"

The figure stared helplessly at the dagger on his chest, but in the end he didn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)