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Chapter 301: The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes, I invite you to go with me! (superior)
This girl's name was Gu Qianlian, and she was a disciple of the Shuangxiu Mansion. After Feng Xinglie narrowly escaped from Pang Ban, Li Ruohai quickly found out the fate of his beloved disciple through her help.

As for why the two are familiar with each other, it stems from the relationship between the master of Shuangxiu Mansion and Li Ruohai in their early years.

Seeing Gu Qianlian appear, Feng Xinglie felt that she seemed like an innocent ghost and felt a headache. But there is a little kindness and warmth deep in my heart, and a hint of helplessness.

"Uncle Li!"

Knowing that she couldn't hide it from Li Ruohai, Gu Qianlian made a face and then sat pitifully next to Feng Xinglie.

There was a lot of noise outside the building, and someone said: "It's right here!"

But the middle-aged man guarding downstairs raised his eyelids slightly and said coldly: "Stop whoever comes!"

He exuded a strong death aura, which made the government officials who came after him subconsciously take a few steps back.

"Friends, we are performing official duties..."

Seeing the four men in gray blocking the stairs downstairs, they seemed to be extraordinary, and soon a dignified-looking middle-aged man walked out of the yamen and said calmly.

"roll!"

But before He Qiyang could get angry, the seven or eight government officials who were following him naturally changed their expressions when they saw He Qiyang being humiliated. They immediately rushed forward and shouted angrily: "How dare you disrespect the chief arrester! "

Only Li Ruohai looked as usual. As early as when he was in Lanxi Town, he had the honor to witness the grace of the four people working together to use that sword. Compared with that day, the sword today was more brutal, but it was not worthy of his admiration. .

He Qiyang, who felt that his face had been lost, suddenly changed his tone, but still revealed his identity as a test.

Fan Liangji sighed while stroking his palms.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's weapons were unsheathed and they immediately surrounded him.

Because after hearing his identity, this person still didn't betray him at all.

The next moment, the world was suddenly filled with murderous intent, and even the sunlight became pale and tragic. It shone on He Qiyang's pale face and also illuminated the hand of the man in gray holding the sword.

The light disappeared in a flash, and a sword passed through his chest.

"roll!"

Hearing the noise downstairs, everyone had already looked down the window. Among them, Han Bai was the youngest and naturally the easiest to escape. But when he heard the familiar voice of the visitor, his expression suddenly changed.

Gu Qianlian, on the other hand, lightly covered her mouth. As a disciple of the Shuangxiu Mansion, her martial arts skills have surpassed most of her peers.

However, at the moment when his murderous intention broke out, the middle-aged man guarding downstairs said coldly.

But the person who was really surprised was Han Bai himself.

Feng Xinglie and Han Bai watched this scene infatuatedly, obviously attracted by this sword.

Hear it here. He Qiyang, such a deep-seated Lao Jianghu, also changed his face when he heard this. On the one hand, there was anger in his chest, but on the other hand, he was afraid.

The other three people immediately sensed his murderous intent and couldn't help but look strange. Along the way, they learned about Han Bai's experience and immediately guessed that the person who came was the person who had framed Han Bai.

In the past, he had thoughts of murder from time to time, but they were not as strong as this time...

The black and white figures in the Seven Houses of Dongting all have a bit of a weak point about him.

With the tragic murderous intent, the sunlight above the head seemed to begin to flicker, and an even more tragic light seemed to suddenly flash in the sunlight.

He Qiyang snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to signal everyone to retreat, and then said: "If you can hand over the thief who stole the things, I may be able to put the past behind me..."

"What a fast sword!"

After experiencing Chi Zun's teaching, Han Bai's so-called changes could be described as earth-shaking. At present, Han Bai has become a burly man with a majestic appearance, and is no longer the childish and thin kid he used to be.

It seems that the meaning of it being unsheathed is secretly foreshadowing death.

However, the middle-aged man still said coldly.

But today...

Hearing this, the four people guarding downstairs raised their heads at the same time, staring at the people in front of them with gray-white eyes, as if they were seeing dead bodies.

A sharp cold light shot out from his eyes, as if he was a different person.

It turned out that this person was He Qiyang, the chief arrester of the Seventh House of Dongting, who had framed him. When Han Bai saw He Qiyang, murderous intent suddenly surged in his eyes.

This sword didn't suddenly fly from the sky, it was stabbed by a person.

As one of the top ten masters on the Black List, he has seen many opponents in his life, including swordsmen, but this was the first time he had seen such a brutal swordsmanship.

It's just that this man and the sword came too quickly, as if the man and the sword had become one.

At a glance, this person was one of the men in gray guarding downstairs. He looked slightly younger, about thirty years old, with cold eyes, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping blood.

For a while, I couldn't help but speculate on their identities, but after much thought, I couldn't think of anything from famous figures in the world in recent years, and I gradually felt at ease.

But everyone has seen this man clearly.

He Qiyang felt a chill all over his body, and he didn't know who had the intention to kill him. However, even if he and Han Bai met face to face, they might not be able to recognize the changed Han Bai.

He Qiyang was stunned for a moment, looking at the man in gray clothes standing in front of him, feeling strange in his heart. It should be noted that he was not only a member of the public sect, but also a Shaolin disciple.

Before He Qiyang could take action, the sword hanging on his waist had already been pierced through the heart by a sword.

Was this person flying towards me with the sword? Or did this person fly over with this sword?
No one can tell, no one can see clearly.

"This friend, I am He Qiyang, the chief arrester of the Seven Prefectures of Dongting. I was just chasing the thieves..."

The sword has been unsheathed and the head has fallen to the ground.

But when she saw the man in gray's sword, she realized how lucky she was. If she hadn't met Uncle Li, she might have been...

Perhaps thinking of some horrific scene, Gu Qianlian's pretty face began to turn pale.

In the blink of an eye, He Qiyang, the chief arrester of the Seven Prefectures of Dongting, was stabbed through the heart by a sword, while seven or eight government officials beside him also fell to the ground.

There was no difference in the way they died. They all had a little blood dripping from the center of their brows, their eyes were equally wide open, and their expressions were horrified. It seemed that they didn't even think of what would happen to them before they died. After getting rid of several people in the blink of an eye, the man in gray was guarding downstairs with a sword again, while the expressions of the other three people had not changed from beginning to end, as if they were accustomed to all this.

Han Bai couldn't help but open his mouth when he saw that He Qiyang, who had framed him before, was easily killed like a chicken and a duck being slaughtered. He was obviously extremely surprised by the result.

Not long ago, he was framed and put in prison to wait for death. He was filled with hatred for He Qiyang and others. But now when he saw He Qiyang who was still staring at death, the hatred in his heart suddenly disappeared, as if There is also a hint of melancholy.

"The devil in your heart is not yet stable. It's best not to take action in the past few days!"

Murong Fu's eyes turned and fell on Han Bai. At this moment, he seemed to have seen through all the secrets in Han Bai's body.

After being glanced at by Murong Fu, an indescribable strong feeling arose deep in Han Bai's heart, spreading through his meridians like a torrent, just like the demon species in his body had begun to wake up, but now suddenly fell into dormancy. bingo.

When Li Ruohai heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have seen some clues, and said: "Yes, you have not yet controlled the ferocity of the demon seed in the master's heart. If you act rashly, you will definitely go to the other extreme!"

Fan Liangji's cultivation was slightly inferior. Although he didn't know what the two men meant, with his superb insight, he felt vaguely that Prime Minister Han was very uneasy when he let go of killing people.

As Pang Ban's former furnace, Feng Xinglie was well aware that He Qiyang's appearance stimulated the ferocity of the extremely domineering demon species and began to affect Han Bai's easy-going and kind nature.

If this situation continues to develop, Han Bai will become the incarnation of Chi Zunxin. Fortunately, someone took action in advance.

At the same time, another group of people came to the long street downstairs, one old and five young.

The oldest of the group was a tall, thin old man in his fifties, and the four men and one woman following him were all quite young, ranging from eighteen to twenty-three or fourteen years old. They were wearing clothes similar to The weapons he carries are all very exquisite, and one can tell at a glance that he is a child of a famous family. The woman is also quite beautiful. Although she is not as delicate and pretty as Gu Qianlian, she is heroic and has a refreshing and charming appearance.

These old men and young men all carried ancient-looking long swords, which was particularly impressive.

"Ok?"

The tall and thin old man who was the leader soon saw the corpses strewn downstairs. After seeing that these dead corpses were all members of the government, his face darkened and he immediately stopped.

"Master!"

Soon the four men and one woman beside him also saw this scene, and their expressions changed immediately.

The old man stared at the four men in gray who were guarding downstairs and said coldly: "I am Leng Tiexin, and my brother Gu Jiansou is Leng Biqing, but will you take action against the government officials?"

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that these people all died with a sword.

The person who made the move had sharp swordsmanship and was clearly aiming to kill someone as soon as he made the move.

Thinking of this, Leng Tiexin's expression became particularly ugly.

"Are you from the 'Gujianchi'?"

The middle-aged man raised his head, looked at the old man in front of him, and suddenly spoke one word at a time.

'Gu Jianchi' is a member of the Eight Factions Alliance. Years ago, the Eight Factions Alliance specially trained eighteen seed masters in order to deal with Pang Ban.

And this Leng Tiexin, nicknamed "Jiaoyu Sword", is one of the eighteen seed masters selected in the Eight Sects Alliance. His status is second only to the swordsman of Shaolin and Xie Feng, the father of Xie Qinglian of the Changbai Sect, is one of the core figures in the alliance. .

"Master, what's wrong with the corpse..."

At the same time, among the four men and one woman, the big-eared young man who looked like a senior brother seemed to have discovered something, his face changed drastically, and he immediately spoke.

Hearing this, Leng Tiexin's expression turned cold and he said, "The alliance of eight sects is one family. You gangsters dare to attack an official of the imperial court. How audacious!"

However, the middle-aged man just glanced at him lightly and immediately looked away.

At this moment, even the five disciples beside Leng Tiexin could see that the other party clearly did not take Gu Jianchi, one of the eight sect alliances, into consideration.

Upstairs, Li Ruohai was expressionless, Han Bai closed his eyes tightly, Feng Xinglie drank hot tea, Gu Qianlian looked shy and bowed her head speechlessly, Fan Liangji smoked a dry pipe, puffed out mist and swallowed clouds, several people in different shapes, They didn't pay attention to the group of people downstairs.

After a while, it was Fan Jiliang who took a sip from the pipe and said proactively: "Brother Murong, please be merciful!"

As early as after rescuing Li Ruohai's master and apprentice, he learned from Li Ruohai the situation of the battle in Lanxi Town. The "Sand Castle of All Evils", known as one of the three evil caves in the world, had been destroyed by four people. The hand of the man in gray.

Just now, I witnessed the swordsmanship of one of the men in gray with my own eyes. Naturally, it was not difficult to guess that they were the ones who destroyed the "Sand Castle of All Evil" in that battle.

Although Leng Tiexin is the seed master of the Eight Factions Alliance, he is far from the opponent of the man in gray!
Of course, the reason why he took the initiative to speak was not because he had any grudge against Leng Tiexin, but because he didn't want to let someone take advantage of him.

You must know that during the twenty years since Pang Ban retired, both the black and white factions have been waiting for the return of the devil. Therefore, the black and white factions have generally maintained a situation where the river does not interfere with the well. It is a strange balance, especially when The top masters of the underworld, like Fan Liangji, who are determined not to surrender to Pang Ban, are not even willing to compete with the Eight Factions Alliance, and even end up benefiting Pang Ban, a fisherman.

"it is good!"

When Murong Fu heard this, he just smiled lightly, then took a sip of the wine in the glass and suddenly said: "Get out!"

This simple "get out" seems to contain infinite magic power. Gu Qianlian, Han Bai and others sitting aside looked as usual, but the six masters and disciples of Leng Tiexin outside the building felt that their hearts and blood were flowing backwards, and their faces turned pale. Several people fell back one after another.

Among them, Leng Tiexin's five disciples had the lowest cultivation level, so they fell down after taking a few steps back, which was quite embarrassing.

But Leng Tiexin only reluctantly stopped after taking more than ten steps back, but he still couldn't help but groan. The next moment, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth.

"My master doesn't want to kill anyone today, so get out of here!"

The middle-aged man stood downstairs and reminded him coldly.

Hearing this, Leng Tiexin's face undoubtedly turned uglier, but he knew that he was no match for the mysterious man in the building, so he had to suppress his anger, but in the end he couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, would you like to leave your name?"

Feng Xinglie shook his head slightly when he heard this. He was naturally kind-hearted, but he couldn't see these people seeking their own death.

"This Young Master Murong is a big shot who has fought against the 'Magician' Pang Ban. How can a person like you be qualified to ask for advice?"

Suddenly, Fan Liangji's figure suddenly appeared on the window. He lightly sipped the pipe in his mouth, and the next moment he blew out a puff of smoke from his mouth.

The smoke arrow actually condensed even though it was one foot away from the body. Looking at this scene, Leng Tiexin's expression changed slightly and he said, "'Lone Thief' Fan Liangji?"

Fan Liangji blew out a smoke ring, rolled his eyes, and said, "You have some eyesight, and you finally recognized my 'stealing'."

Leng Tiexin's expression changed greatly when he heard this. If someone else had said what he just said, he would naturally not have believed it. But when it was said by the world-famous "lone thief", it was different.

Hearing this, Leng Tiexin turned extremely pale. After glancing at the window of the restaurant, he quickly left the long street with his five disciples.

Compared with the news he suddenly received, the injuries he suffered now were nothing at all?
It should be noted that the alliance of eight factions was about to gather, and he had to deliver this news as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)