Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 133 Cold Blade First Trial, Kill If You Want
"This old ghost Wei Wuya has a good idea, who doesn't know that treasures are valuable, and the red goods are all given to him, what else can we have left?" One person said dissatisfied.

But someone immediately answered: "You can't say that, I heard that all the concubines of General Fuyuan are as beautiful as heavenly beings, tsk tsk tsk, then we will..."

After finishing speaking, there were bursts of smirks that men could understand, with a greedy look on his face.

Another person said grimly.

"Actually, even if you don't give me anything, I am willing to accompany Old Ghost Wei. As long as there is a chance to kill someone, I will be very interested!"

The words of the few people revealed extreme arrogance and ferocity.

Yan Ming stared at them, although he had never seen them before, but in his free time, Yan Ming often read all kinds of wanted notices sent by the higher-level Yamen, and he memorized the contents of them by heart.

Now it seems that these guys seem to have known each other.

The iron ghost Hongjing behind him followed, and the two whispered their names in a low voice.

The flower-picking bee, Cui Qianjing, the life-defying impermanence, the madman Jiang Baitu...

One by one, they are all famous bandits and giants!
Moreover, they are all in the Grandmaster Realm, and the lowest ones have the first level of cultivation in the Grandmaster Realm, and they are able to become gangsters like them who have been at large for many years. They are not comparable to the ordinary Grand Master Realm. The trick at the bottom of the box.

Yan Ming didn't react on the surface, but he was sighing in his heart.

Good guy, this group of people is not easy to deal with. It seems that Wei Wuya has planned more than expected this time, otherwise he would not have assembled such a luxurious lineup.

But having said that, if they can be wiped out... this is a great feat!

It is estimated that the gold content is higher than the sum of all the villains and giants that Yan Ming captured before.

For a moment, the true energy in Yan Ming's body was the sword intent, as if he felt the strength of these people, he couldn't help but get a little excited.

Yan Ming calmed down immediately.

At the same time, these people also saw Yan Ming and the Iron Ghost Hongjing who had just arrived, and immediately recognized them.

"There are three more, this old ghost Wei invited quite a few people!"

The lunatic Jiang Baitu grinned with a grin.

"This is Hongjing. Haha, I have heard a lot about your deeds. When I saw the real person today, I was the fastest to be hooked."

Iron Ghost Hongjing was very used to such scenes, so he walked over quickly.

When Hongjing passed by Jiang Baitu without hesitation, he deliberately stretched out his hand to touch the other's solid chest, and giggled.

"Why, Jiang Baitu, who is famous all over the world, also has ideas, but what my old lady said before, don't be a silver pewter gun head that is fancy but not useful."

Jiang Baitu immediately puffed up his chest and said bluntly.

"His grandma, who do you look down on, you little rascal? If I am a pewter, there will be no men in this world! Let me take care of you!"

"Oh, I'm so scared!"

In just a few words, the two of them had already chatted to Xiasanlu, and they even started to touch each other.

But facing this scene, Tie Gui remained indifferent. Everyone in the world knew that Tie Gui and Hong Jing were a couple, but he didn't seem to care about his woman seducing other men in front of him.

Cui Qianjing next to him was tall, but very thin, and hunched over. He looked like a hemp stick. His face was pale and his eye sockets were sunken. He was staring at Yan Ming who was sitting not far away. There was a belligerent look in the middle.

"You are Lu Tong, the phantom hand? I heard that you committed a big case in Jingnan Mansion last month!"

Faced with the other party's accusation, Yan Ming showed no interest in talking nonsense, waiting for him to speak in a provocative tone.

"Why, I did it. Do you have any opinions, you consumptive ghost?"

Tuberculosis?
When the people around heard this address, they couldn't help but twitch their mouths. Even Jiang Baitu couldn't care less about flirting with Hongjing, and turned around to look at Cui Qianjing with a playful face.

I have to say that Yan Ming's description is too apt.

Only Cui Qianjing's face became paler and paler, and he even took out his handkerchief, covering his mouth and coughing twice.

Such a cough is more like a consumptive ghost.

Because of the exercises he practiced, Cui Qianjing's body turned into such a ghostly appearance. What he hates most in his life is when others make fun of it.

Yan Ming's words stepped on his tail.

"Lu Tong, you want to court death?" Cui Qianjing gritted his teeth.

"Why, you are not convinced? If you want to find fault, just come, I will kill you, a consumptive ghost, like a dog!"

With a hoarse voice, Yan Ming said without giving in.

Before coming, Elder Dong had already told him about Lu Tong's character in detail. He was originally irritable and eccentric, so Yan Ming acted so aggressively and arrogantly, and none of the people present doubted it at all.

Cui Qianjing's teeth were itchy, and the handkerchief he was holding was clenched into a ball, and he smiled angrily.

"Hmph, okay, okay, come on, let me see what you are capable of!"

As Cui Qianjing spoke, he took a step forward.

"Seniors, you are all guests when you come, please show your teacher some face, don't..."

The people with the twelve signs next to them saw that they had a quarrel, and immediately wanted to step forward to persuade them to fight.

But before Cui Qianjing could speak, Yan Ming waved his hand, and a majestic aura burst out, hitting the member of the Twelve Astrology, sending him flying upside down for a long distance.

"Come on, tuberculosis ghost, don't just talk but don't practice, show grandpa what skills you have?" Yan Ming looked at the other party provocatively.

In this way, Cui Qianjing was framed up, with so many people watching, and Yan Ming repeatedly insulting him, he couldn't do without taking action.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Cui Qianjing looked like he wanted to cough again, but before the sound of coughing dissipated, his figure suddenly drifted towards him, as if his feet didn't even touch the ground, and he flew over directly in the air.

It seemed slow, but in fact it was fast, and an afterimage was drawn from his figure.

It was really hard to imagine that his body, which seemed to be about to fall at any time, could burst out with such energy.

"boom!"

But Cui Qianjing directly collided with the invisible Qi wall condensed by a solid Qi released by Yan Ming, failed to break through, and was immediately shocked back half a step.

As soon as the expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

Seeing this, several bystanders nodded secretly.

I heard that the Phantom Hand Lu Tong's zhenqi is extremely deep, and he is going all the way fiercely, now it seems that it is true.

The few of them paid close attention to the fight between Yan Ming and Cui Qianjing. After all, they were all well-known bandits, and they must all be arrogant people.

Of course, I want to see the strength of other people, so that I can have a bottom line.

Cui Qianjing was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this phantom hand to be so powerful, but his figure kept on turning, turning into multiples in an instant, as if he knew how to separate himself, and surrounded Yan Ming.

This body technique is very strange, combined with Cui Qianjing's tall and stooped figure, if it was at night, it might really make people think that a ghost came to claim his life.

No wonder his nickname is Suo Ming Wu Chang, which is really appropriate.

Without even thinking about it, Yan Ming swung his hand back, and dense hidden weapons shot out.

He didn't even need to distinguish which one was the real one and which one was the fake one, and he directly brought them all into the attack range like a goddess scattered flowers.

Yan Ming's hidden weapon seemed to be thrown out at will, but it contained a very ingenious force, and it was launched in all directions consciously.

The figures of Cui Qianjing closest to him were penetrated by several hidden weapons, floated a few times in succession, and then disappeared like bubbles.

But in the time it took to move, a figure had already drifted behind Yan Ming, and he shot at the speed of light.

He seemed to be scratching Yan Ming's back with both hands, like a woman fighting.

Yan Ming didn't turn his head back, as if he had caught his movement, apart from anything else, the cold iron sword was unsheathed like lightning.

"Ding……"

The blades and claws intersected, making a long metallic sound.

Several people looked closely, only to realize that what Cui Qianjing stretched out was not a hand, but two refined steel claw weapons.

No wonder his toga has big sleeves, and his hands are kept in the sleeves, which turned out to be hidden weapons.

The few onlookers knew what they were doing, but none of them came out to persuade the fight, and they watched it even more vigorously.

"Clang clang clang..."

The two fought frequently in an instant, and sparks flew from the steel claws.

Cui Qianjing's steel claws are in a class of their own, attacking from extremely tricky angles, and each move is as tight as the next.

However, the broadsword in Yan Ming's hand is not inferior, and the moves are extremely exquisite, flexible and changeable, making it difficult to understand the style he is good at.

Sometimes it is light and nimble, and sometimes it opens and closes. It seems that the knife path is ever-changing.

The most important thing is that while the two are fighting, they are also moving quickly, setting off a gust of wind.

Cui Qianjing's erratic body skills are already very strong, but Yan Ming seems to be lifting weights lightly, matching his speed effortlessly.

Seeing the moves of the two fighting against each other, several people present were thinking about it.

There are rumors in the world that Lu Tong's swordsmanship, hidden weapons, and lightness skills are all very good. When I saw him today, I realized that there is no one worthy of his reputation.

Now, no one suspects that Lu Tong in front of him is a fake, which shows that Yan Ming successfully concealed it.

Cui Qianjing attacked repeatedly but failed to make a contribution, and he was already getting a little impatient.

The current situation seems to be attacking by oneself, taking the initiative, and pressing the opponent to fight.

But in fact, it was too far away. Yan Ming was like a big net, which received all his attacks, but digested them effortlessly. It seemed that he was still far from his limit.

Is Lu Tong so strong?
Cui Qianjing was a little confused.

He was ruthless in his heart, and wanted to use his trump card to catch the opponent by surprise.

However, Cui Qianjing had just stepped forward and made slight contact with the other party's eyes, and was suddenly taken aback.

Yan Ming was wearing a mask, and normally he couldn't even see his eyes clearly, but at this time Cui Qianjing seemed to see the other party's pupils very clearly.

Moreover, one could see that a tapered weapon appeared in the opponent's pupil, and it became larger at an extremely fast speed, as if it had turned into substance and was about to rush out.

"Ok?"

Cui Qianjing has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, but he has never seen such a situation, so he can't help but feel a little puzzled.

But it was only for a split second, and without giving him any reaction at all, the sharp cone would leap across the distance between the two of them, appearing in front of Cui Qianjing's eyes.

"what!"

Cui Qianjing's attacking body suddenly trembled violently, pain appeared on his face, and he let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"what happened?"

Seeing this, Jiang Baitu, Tie Gui Hongjing and others who were watching showed doubts on their faces.

They were sure that they had seen every detail of the fight between the two, but they found something strange, and Cui Qianjing suddenly became like this.

What means?Or did it mean that Cui Qianjing had some kind of serious illness, which suddenly broke out?
But it's ridiculous when you think about it.

The few present were all masters, but they didn't see how Yan Ming attacked!
Several people were shocked in their hearts.

Only Yan Ming knew that he had just tried his hand at the sword and used a god-breaking thorn he had condensed.

This is condensed by mental power, so when you do it, it is invisible and invisible, which is equivalent to suddenly applying a compressed and then sudden mental attack at close range, which is difficult to defend against.

Cui Qianjing didn't understand what was going on at all, and suddenly felt as if the deepest and weakest part of his brain had been stabbed by a needle.

But the Grandmaster Realm is very powerful both mentally and physically, and Cui Qianjing quickly recovered.

But just for a moment, it was already too late.

"Shh!"

When Cui Qianjing opened his eyes, the cold iron sword had already stood in front of him.

Not only did the knife emit a chill, but it also exuded a strong killing intent that could almost penetrate the skin!
The other party actually made a deadly move, and really wanted to kill himself!

Cui Qianjing was shocked, and other onlookers were also quite surprised.

This is Wei Wuya's territory, both himself and the other party are Wei Wuya's guests, how dare he kill people?Isn't this slapping Wei Wuya in the face?

However, this thought was just a flash, Yan Ming kept the knife in his hand, with murderous eyes in his eyes, he cut it straight away.

This life-threatening impermanence is extremely bloodthirsty, and he has a lot of blood and debts in his hands. Even in the arrest warrant and files of Qixia Town, Yan Ming has seen the dense crimes of the other party.

You don't have to hold back against this kind of gangster.

"puff!"

When the blade touched Cui Qianjing's protective qi, he paused for a moment, and then cut down very smoothly.

The body-protecting zhenqi seemed to open a straight hole, and then it was completely propped open.

The blade touched Cui Qianjing's left shoulder, then sank into the flesh and blood, and then slid down.

"Stop, keep people under the knife!"

At the same time, a voice came.

The others recognized that it was Wei Wuya's voice.

But faced with the stop, Yan Ming didn't pay attention at all, and the knife in his hand didn't stop.

With one slash, Cui Qianjing was slanted into two halves, and the qi leaping around him dissipated instantly.

At the same time as the upper body fell, Cui Qianjing even had a look of shock on his face, as if he refused to believe that he was defeated by the opponent just like that.

However, no matter how unwilling, Cui Qianjing's consciousness fell into permanent darkness.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me!"

Almost at the same time, an extremely short and ugly figure appeared, it was Wei Wuya!

And there was dissatisfaction in his tone.

Yan Ming's cold iron broadsword saw blood, but there was no drop on it, and he directly drew an arc and carried it on his shoulder.

"Why, this tuberculosis ghost, I will kill it if I want to, do I still need other people's consent?"

(End of this chapter)