The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 165: Rising up and taking action
The Six Gates Station in the north of the city is a group of connected courtyards. It looks ordinary, but the outer walls are painted black, which makes it look solemn and dignified.

What was placed at the door was not a pair of stone lions, but a pair of sharp-eyed black eagles, which is how they were called the court's hawks and dogs.

Almost all of the six gates of Daxuan are decorated in this way, solemn and dignified.

At this time, in the meeting hall, a constable was seen sitting upright with a solemn expression.

Yu Jiaolong sat in the main seat with a majestic figure, and the three seats in the row below her were occupied by three deputy commanders.

At this time, Liu Junshan had already sat on the right side, and Sun Youcai and Qin Wanpeng had not arrived yet.

Then there were several rows of chairs, totaling more than forty, all of which were seats for silver-medal constables at the Enlightenment Realm, and now most of them were occupied.

Yu Jiaolong's white and tender fingers were seen tapping rhythmically on the armrest. She was beautiful without any makeup, but the wide serrated sword at her side did not match her petite body.

But everyone was watching their noses and eyes, not looking sideways, not daring to even glance more than once.

The knocks from the other party seemed to be knocking on their hearts. Smart people knew that they must not make any noise at this time.

Didn’t you see that the commander had a gloomy face? If you attracted her attention, you would probably become a punching bag.

Even when new people entered the meeting hall from time to time, they could not help but slow down their steps after noticing that the atmosphere was not right, and quickly joined the others in sitting in silence.

Time passed by minute by minute, and before I knew it, there was less than half an hour left before the stipulated time limit.

At this time, there were footsteps again. Yu Jiaolong raised her head slightly and saw Sun Youcai and Fang Xun walking towards her together.

Seeing the two people coming, her gloomy expression relaxed a little, but she was stunned when she saw the red sleeve knife on Fang Xun's waist.

The blade is crimson and crystal clear, like the slender waist of a beauty.

'Another new knife.'
The others noticed the change in Yu Jiaolong's expression and were all moved. When they began to guess who had come and caused the other party to react like this, they suddenly heard Yu Jiaolong speak.

"Fang Xun, sit here!"

In a flash, everyone in the hall remained quiet.

But when they saw Yu Jiaolong's slender jade-like fingers pointing at the one in the middle of the three positions below them, their expressions changed slightly, and their hearts were in turmoil.

That’s Qin Wanpeng’s position!
When Liu Tiejun opened his mouth to say something, Yu Jiaolong spoke first and stopped him from talking.

"Please be patient, I will explain the situation to you later."

The voice was clear and beautiful, revealing a sense of coldness and unquestionableness!

Liu Tiejun also swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Fang Xun, who was just about to find a seat to sit down, was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and walked towards Qin Wanpeng's seat without changing his expression.

"Haha, she's too lazy to even put on a show. She's really ready to cut the Gordian knot and attack Qin Wanpeng!"

Sun Youcai, who was also stunned, finally reacted and hurried to catch up.

The two of them quickly sat in the two empty seats below Yu Jiaolong.

For a moment, everyone in the hall had different thoughts.

Although the others were watching closely, they were all wondering in their hearts whether Yu Jiaolong wanted to help Fang Xun get back at her for the last time.

Among them, old man Li was also feeling awe-inspiring.

"No, even if Yu Jiaolong wanted to help Fang Xun, she shouldn't be like this now. She's going to tear her face off with Qin Wanpeng!"

However, although he was wary, he was not really afraid. After all, he didn't have many years left to live, so he was fearless and just a piece of tough meat.

Liu Tiejun was thoughtful and began to suspect that Qin Wanpeng had done something wrong and should be dismissed. Yu Jiaolong's action was too obvious.

Just as he was thinking, a clear voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Qin Wanpeng is a member of the Black Water Abyss. We will act according to circumstances later!"

Instantly, Liu Tiejun was shocked. He looked up and saw Yu Jiaolong still sitting there with her horse and sword in her arms.

Among the others, except Fang Xun and Sun Youcai who were obviously surprised, the rest seemed to have heard nothing.

Liu Tiejun thought to himself that Yu Jiaolong had only communicated in secret to the three of them, which meant that she was ready to take action and was informing the three of them.

The hall was completely silent, with only the rhythmic tapping sounds of Yu Jiaolong clearly audible.

As time passed, the hearts of the silver medal detectives were in their throats, worrying about what they would do if Qin Wanpeng and Yu Jiaolong had a conflict.

As figures entered the meeting hall one after another and sat down quietly, the forty or so chairs were gradually occupied.

Until there was still a quarter of an hour left, finally, the footsteps were heard again.

Everyone in the lobby looked towards the door at the same time, and saw Qin Wanpeng's figure walking in slowly from afar.

As soon as he came in, he immediately felt the gazes of the crowd.

Some are warning, some are worried, and some are gloating.

This scene also made Qin Wanpeng stunned, but after walking for a while, he found that Fang Xun was actually sitting on the seat under Yu Jiaolong in front of him, which was supposed to be his seat!
"Ok?"

Qin Wanpeng stopped in the middle of the meeting hall and looked at Yu Jiaolong expressionlessly: "Commander, what's going on?"

He felt anger rising in his heart, but he suppressed his rage and tried to make his voice calmer.

Yu Jiaolong said calmly: "I let Fang Xun sit in this position. Why, you are not convinced?"

"伱"

Qin Wanpeng's face changed, but he only said one word, and Fang Xun on the chair suddenly jumped up.

With a clang, 'Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night' was unsheathed, and a dark sword light attacked. In just a moment, the tip of the sword was in front of Qin Wanpeng.

Qin Wanpeng was caught off guard and had no time to say anything before the long sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed.

Ding--

After a crisp sound of metal clashing, the other people in the hall heard the sound of someone arriving late.

"Qin Wanpeng, you've been exposed!" In an instant, one silver medal constable after another jumped up like a cat with its fur standing on end, and subconsciously moved away from the two people on the scene.

When I reacted, I found that the two of them were already fighting.

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

Swords and sabers flashed and shadows appeared everywhere, and the explosive energy was scattered in all directions. The floor underfoot was instantly riddled with holes, and the chairs exploded after the people on them jumped away quickly.

The two of them fought back and forth, and within a few breaths they had exchanged more than thirty moves, and ended up being evenly matched.

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise and doubt, and they had no time to think about why Fang Xun could fight on equal terms with Qin Wanpeng, who was at the peak of his enlightenment and had the potential to become a master of the Yin God.

Their eyes subconsciously turned to Yu Jiaolong who was sitting in the main seat at the end.

She also looked stunned, as if she didn't expect Fang Xun to attack her right away without even saying hello.

But Yu Jiaolong reacted in an instant and said calmly: "It has been verified that Qin Wanpeng is a member of the Black Water Abyss."

Suddenly, everyone in the hall was in an uproar.

Liu Junshan and Sun Youcai, who were also still in a daze, came to their senses.

"Close the door! Don't let him get away!"

Several silver medal constables near the gate reacted immediately and slammed the door shut.

Qin Wanpeng's face changed drastically again. What happened happened too suddenly. He didn't even have time to react and was actually distracted for a moment.

"Hmm? Dare to be distracted?"

When Fang Xun on the opposite side saw this, the momentum of his sword suddenly changed, and his attacks became faster and more powerful!
Sword shadows were seen blooming all over the sky. The people around retreated again and again. After retreating several feet, they saw flowers blooming in the field as if all over the mountains.

The Nine Wonderful Soul-Captivating Forms——

Qin Wanpeng, who was the first to be hit, immediately felt the pressure and tried to concentrate.

The dense sword beams spread out layer by layer with Fang Xun as the center, almost filling Qin Wanpeng's entire field of vision.

Fang Xun struck with one sword after another. His moves were so cunning and exquisite that he paid the price for his distraction.

Originally, Fang Xun suddenly attacked and caught Qin Wanpeng off guard.

But his strength was not to be underestimated. Even though he lost the initiative, he still fought Fang Xun on equal terms.

But as soon as he was distracted, Fang Xun seized the opportunity and chased him relentlessly.

One sword after another, the Demon Cult's secret sword had reached the 143rd of the 729 swords.

There was a tearing sound on Qin Wanpeng's body, and his clothes on his chest were torn.

Although he was not injured, the situation became passive. He was unable to fight back and could only defend himself.

Fang Xun's sword was filled with murderous intent, and his sword skills were like a demon. Slowly, the sword light was gradually tinged with a grayish-white halo.

Qin Wanpeng suddenly felt that he had no escape.

"Um?!"

He immediately realized something was wrong and tried to focus his mind to prevent Fang Xun's sword intent from disturbing his consciousness.

At this time, the eyes of the detectives watching around also became surprised, as if they had not expected Fang Xun to have such strength.

"Isn't he in Tongmai realm?"

"No, Fang Xun has already achieved enlightenment!"

"But this is too exaggerated. Even if he has achieved a breakthrough, he is only at the beginning. Qin Wanpeng is only one step away from becoming a Yin Shen Grandmaster. How could he be beaten so badly?"

Yu Jiaolong, on the other hand, watched the fight with great interest on her face. After watching for a while, she shook her head and said.

"Fang Xun just took the initiative and temporarily embarrassed Qin Wanpeng. It's hard to say when Qin Wanpeng recovers. Sun Youcai, Liu Junshan, go help him and take down this traitor as soon as possible!"

After the two were named, they looked at each other and then suddenly attacked.

Qin Wanpeng, who was concentrating on dealing with the opponent's relentless pursuit using the Nine Soul-Captivating Moves, suddenly felt himself being locked in by two strong murderous intentions.

Liu Tiejun's body swelled up like a giant iron tower, and his big hands like a cattail leaf fan waved towards Qin Wanpeng.

Sun Youcai pointed his toes and leaped up into the air, his clothes fluttering in the air. A cold knife light slashed down towards Qin Wanpeng, creating a huge gust of air.

The two men attacked at the same time, without any order, and they went all out when they attacked. Not only did they not affect Fang Xun's attack, but they also echoed it from a distance.

The first time they joined forces, they had a perfect understanding, just like the wind that fuels a fire.

In an instant, Qin Wanpeng, who was surrounded by three parties, felt cold all over. He twisted his waist involuntarily, pushed all his strength to the limit, and swung the sword seven times in a row.

Fang Xun only felt a terrifying and overwhelming force coming from the opposite side, one wave after another.

The sword light cut through the void and swept in all directions like a wave, as if trying to resist the combined efforts of the three of them.

boom--

After a loud bang, Fang Xun's body slid back, leaving two three-meter-long marks on the hard floor, and Liu Junshan and Sun Youcai were also pushed back two steps.

However, although Qin Wanpeng repelled the joint attack of three people, he himself did not feel well either. He had three new wounds on his chest and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Qin Wanpeng wanted to run, but faced with the double-teaming force of the three parties' locked auras, he had to put the idea of ​​escape aside and concentrate on dealing with the combined attack of the three.

When Sun Youcai and Liu Junshan saw that they failed in their first attack, their faces turned red. Just as they were about to move forward, suddenly a red light flashed three meters away.

On Fang Xun's side, he had already grasped the red sleeve knife in his left hand at some point.

The moment the crimson knife light flashed, it was like a brilliant and sad sunset, bringing with it a sense of desolation.

The speed was so fast that in a flash it formed into several dense red threads, which cut through the air like soft silk around fingers and covered Qin Wanpeng's entire body.

Dusk drizzle red sleeve knife -

(End of this chapter)