Zongwu: People are in Fuwei, bullying all living beings with swords

Chapter 20 Huge harvest
Ye Ling stood in front of the Lianfeng, dressed in black with a lot of dust, and carrying a long knife, looking like a broken man.

However, a pair of eyes are as calm as a pool of water, the original greenness fades away, and the whole person looks more calm.

After killing Yu Canghai in Fuzhou City.

The Fuwei Escort Bureau was flying in the dark, not knowing where it was going, and Ye Ling also left Fuzhou City.

Along the way, they encountered many bandits or bullies, many of whom were high-ranking Jianghu people. However, they were all beheaded by Ye Ling, and there was no danger.

After all, among those low-level bandits, there are no masters. Seventh and eighth ranks are considered to be the best, and breaking through to the sixth-rank realm is considered a small master in the Jianghu. How can it be possible to engage in such low-level professions?

Thinking of this, Ye Ling looked at himself.

The muscle lines of the whole body are more distinct, even through the clothes, the strength of the body can be vaguely seen.

At the same time, the breath became more stable, and a powerful feeling emerged spontaneously.

along the way.

I put all the killing points I gained during this period into sword skills, body skills, and internal strength.

The whole person has made great progress.

Hurry all the way.

keep growing.

Before I knew it, I had already broken through to the seventh-rank realm.

As long as you break through again and reach the sixth rank, you can break through the shackles of the lower third rank and reach the middle rank!

After all, in the arena.

Strength is divided into nine grades, and it is also divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

Nine Eighty-Seven is the lower third grade, and it is mid-range from sixth grade.

Enter the sixth grade.

In the arena, he is also equivalent to a little master.

After all, Yu Canghai, the former head of the Qingcheng faction, was only at the sixth rank, so he could already be the head of a faction.

There was a trace of expectation in Ye Ling's eyes.

It has only been more than a month since the battle of Fuzhou City, and the speed of his progress is also extremely terrifying.

In a short period of time, he broke through the bottleneck and reached the realm of the seventh rank.

And the realm of the sixth rank is just around the corner!

but……

Ye Ling took out the long knife and frowned slightly as he looked at the densely packed gaps the size of rice grains.

The sharpness of the original stainless steel long knife is greatly reduced.

After fighting all the way, even if the sword in his hand is a hundred-refined fine product, it can't withstand repeated battles.

Originally, after the fight with Yu Canghai, the long knife was no longer sharp, but after the killing all the way, it was even more dilapidated like sawtooth at this moment.

The issue of weapons must be taken seriously.

A good knife is undoubtedly the second life for a swordsman.

I just heard that there is a Lianfeng Hao who is good at refining weapons, so I came to have a look.

Ye Ling looked up.

Looking at the flag in front of him, at the same time, the sound of "clinking" irons in the shop can be heard endlessly, and the scorching breath blows towards his face.

Pedestrians on the road looked at Ye Ling from a distance, with surprise in their eyes.

With this attire, he is completely a shabby outcast who came to this small town for some reason.

Ye Ling didn't care about everyone's gaze.

Tethering the skinny horse aside, he planned to open the shop door and go to the main hall of the Lianfeng.

at this time.

"Da da da~"

Not far away, the sound of horseshoes sounded, and the dense sound spread to the ears, which sounded like a cavalry unit.

It's just that the sound of horseshoes is noisy, as if it is not a regular army of the imperial court.

Ye Ling turned his head and looked, dust was flying in the distance, and the sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and he was about to enter the town soon.

"The horse thief is coming!"

"Everyone go home!"

The passers-by were pale and shouted in fear, panicked like panicked lambs, and hurried towards the house.

From time to time, someone cursed in a low voice: "Damn flying dragon..."

The whole town was in chaos.

Everyone is busy avoiding.

"Bang~"

In front of Ye Ling, a strong young man suddenly jumped out of the Lianfeng, and hurriedly closed the door.

Ye Ling touched his nose, but didn't care, but chuckled lightly.

Didn't expect to meet horse thieves in this kind of place?

soon.

There was no one in the whole town, the streets were empty, and fallen leaves were blown by the breeze from time to time, making it look extremely bleak.

on the long street.

There was only one figure in black standing calmly, with a thin horse tied beside him, which looked unusually conspicuous.

The sound of hoofs was getting closer.

After a while, they gathered around Ye Ling, and the whole street was blocked.

"Sorry~"

The horse thieves reined in the reins, dust was flying on the ground, and the tall horses looked extremely oppressive under the scorching sun.

A big man with tattoos all over his body, even on his face, with two machetes on his waist, rode over and looked down at Ye Ling.

There is interest in the eyes, the corners of the mouth are grinning, and the smile is extremely ferocious.

"Yo, so it's a swordsman?"

The other horse thieves also looked at Ye Ling and began to size up.

It looked dusty, with a broken knife on its back, and it was densely packed with gaps.

Only the figure is relatively strong, the appearance is handsome, and the eyes look extremely calm, even if surrounded by so many people, there is no panic at all.

"Hahaha, what kind of swordsman? It's just a broken man."

"Look at the knife on his back, can it still be called a knife? It looks more like a saw."

"Why is he motionless? Could it be that he was frightened?"

"It looks quite handsome. If you sell it to Yihong Pavilion and become a rabbit master, you will definitely make a lot of money every day!"

The horse thieves laughed loudly, waved their weapons one after another, and looked at Ye Ling with mocking disdain.

I thought it was some kind of hero who didn't change color before the mountain collapsed.

Unexpectedly, it was just a broken banker who was too frightened to move.

All the noise in the ear was like a dog barking, which couldn't arouse the slightest wave in Ye Ling's heart.

Ye Ling looked at the horse thieves in front of him with great interest.

There are quite a lot of people.

I just want to build a weapon.

Didn't expect such unexpected gains?
Looks like I've been lucky recently.

Kill point, isn't this just delivered to your door?

……

Among the Lianfeng.

Two muscular figures leaned together to observe from the crack of the door. Ye Ling was only a few tens of meters away from them, and everything could be seen very clearly.

"That Jianghu man, why didn't he move?"

"I'm afraid I was scared stupid."

"Hey, it's unlucky for this Jiang Hu person. As soon as he came to town, Feilong, the leader of the horse thief, came..."

"I think he just wanted to enter the Lianfeng, maybe he wants to build a weapon?"

The two strong men were talking in low voices, observing the movement outside.

They were not optimistic about Ye Ling's fate.

(End of this chapter)