Gao Wu: Jinyiwei killed the star, the emperor asked me to calm down

The only thing you can do is to be a good person.

Six short words.

But it exploded directly in the minds of these young disciples like thunder.

Everyone froze in place, their pupils shrinking sharply.

They stared blankly at the back of the man and the horse going away.

They remembered the scene of themselves and others chatting together last night.

"He... He is the top of the Tianjiao list... Divine Sword Master Ye Beixuan..."

Until a long time later, the girl who had been shouting that she regarded Ye Beixuan as an idol murmured.

This sentence seemed to break the calm.

All the young people reacted.

Her face was filled with excitement and blush: "Fuck! I actually chatted with Master Shendao for a whole night. This is enough for me to brag about for ten years!"

"Who said it wasn't! Master Shendao is so handsome! Hahaha, I asked him what Master Shendao looked like and whether he was good-looking. I was wondering why he was so embarrassed at that time. It turned out to be him!"

Hearing this, the girl's face turned red.

Recalling her boasting to everyone when she was drinking at night.

Saying those words in front of the real owner... is really embarrassing!

"Alas, I always thought that although Master Shendao was extremely talented, he was still a member of the court. I didn't expect that when we met this time, he was completely different from what I imagined."

"The world's ups and downs are born in our generation. Once we enter the world, time will pass... For those who can say such things, the court and the world are just passing clouds. Only such a genius can have such courage."

The leading senior brother sighed.

Now the wind and rain have stopped, the clouds and mists have cleared, and the red clouds are rising in the east.

He glanced at the scenery in the distance.

"Brothers and sisters, it's time for us to continue on our journey and venture into the world."

"Okay!"

The young people all agreed.

They all turned around and mounted their horses, only the girl secretly hid the portrait of Ye Beixuan.

The group walked farther and farther on the forest road, and laughter came from time to time until it disappeared.

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Ye Beixuan rode his horse westward at this time.

Before reaching the Farewell Pavilion, he could already hear the sound of the rolling river.

This river is called Canglan.

It is the largest river in Dali.

It runs across the east and west.

There are many tributaries.

This is a branch of the Canglan River.

The Farewell Pavilion is located on the bank of the Canglan River.

This pavilion has existed for hundreds of years. It is said that it was when the first governor of Jiangzhou expired and was transferred to another place.

The people of Jiangzhou appreciated the prefect's achievements and came here to see him off, hence the name.

After half an incense stick.

As a vast expanse of white river water appeared in Ye Beixuan's sight.

He finally saw the Farewell Pavilion.

The whole pavilion is not too big.

It is antique and has a certain charm to sit in the pavilion and watch the ebb and flow of the tide.

Outside the pavilion at this time.

A fisherman in a straw raincoat is fishing.

There is a wine pot hanging around his waist, and his beard is already gray.

Ye Beixuan got off his horse and walked over.

He sat beside the fisherman in a carefree manner.

"The old man is really leisurely and elegant. He got up early in the morning to fish?"

Hearing this, the fisherman took a sip of the wine gourd on his waist and said, "Yes, I am old and can't sleep at night."

Ye Beixuan said with a smile, "It's okay. When you die, you will sleep forever."

He finished.

He slapped the fisherman with one palm.

The strong true essence burst out with unparalleled palm power.

A golden dragon burst out from Ye Beixuan's palm.

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

The arrogant dragon will regret!

A gleam of light also burst out from the fisherman's turbid eyes.

The originally skinny body seemed to contain unimaginable power.

He also extended a palm.

The two people's hands collided.

Boom——

A huge wave of several feet exploded directly on the river surface.

The thin body of the fisherman carrying the bamboo pole shook slightly.

Ye Beixuan also retreated a little.

There was a trace of admiration and murderous intent in the fisherman's eyes.

"You are worthy of being the leader of the Tianjiao list who captured Qianmian. When the news came before, I didn't believe it. Now it seems that you really have such strength."

Ye Beixuan stood with his hands behind his back.

His palms were slightly numb.

His face was also unprecedentedly solemn.

This old man was definitely stronger than any opponent he had ever seen.

And he was terrifyingly strong!

At least

Grandmaster level 5.

Listening to his words, I know he is from Dragon God Sect without guessing.

These guys really think highly of me!

In their intelligence, I am still at the level of Grandmaster.

They actually sent a peak Grandmaster level 5 to arrest him.

Fortunately, Ye Beixuan had broken through to Grandmaster level before!

Otherwise.

Even if he burst out with all his strength, it would be difficult for him to last more than ten moves in the hands of this old man.

"Which one of the Dragon God Sect are you?"

He asked in a deep voice.

The old man laughed and took another sip of wine.

"Well, I am a fisherman from Gujiang, ranked 20th among the 36 hall masters of Dragon God Sect. I am the fisherman Ke Zhen. I specially come to invite Ye Shendao to my Dragon God Sect for a talk."

Ranked 20th?

It is lower than Qianmian's ranking.

But his strength is far beyond Qianmian's reach!

Ye Beixuan held the hilt of the knife: "No need, the scenery of this Farewell Pavilion is nice, I'll just send you to the underworld."

"Hahahaha..."

Ke Zhen laughed loudly, as if he heard a joke.

"Send me to the underworld? Young man is really brave."

"It seems that your strength has already broken through the Grandmaster, so it's a bit interesting, I'll come to test your quality."

Fisherman finished speaking.

The bamboo pole in his hand suddenly smashed towards Ye Beixuan.

The bamboo pole made a sonic boom in the air.

The extremely terrifying aura enveloped Ye Beixuan without any reservation.

Ye Beixuan drew his knife directly.

Clang——

The blade light of the Snow Drinking Mad Knife burst out instantly.

"Demon Slayer!"

The transformation of the Demon Slayer Knife Skill performed by the second-level sword intention is enough to kill the fourth-level Grandmaster!

Even before in the reed marsh, Ye Beixuan did not burst out such power.

It can be seen that the fisherman is oppressive!

After the middle stage of the Grandmaster.

One step, one level.

Every time he breaks through, his strength increases by more than ten times.

Even if he is now a Grandmaster of the second level, he must concentrate to deal with it.

Bang——

The Snow Drinking Mad Blade and the bamboo pole collided.

The bamboo pole was cut off by an unexpected knife.

Instead, the two were deadlocked together.

"The second level of the sword intent is really terrible."

The fisherman saw Ye Beixuan blocking his attack again.

He was not surprised.

He just waved the bamboo pole again.

This ordinary bamboo pole seemed to have become a peerless magic weapon in his hand.

The figures of the two were entangled together.

Constant collision.

The terrifying aftermath of the Gangqi continued to explode on the surface of the Canglan River.

Big fish were blown out of the water.

The river was surging, but it could not compare to the power of the two.

Ye Beixuan's eyes were bright. He hadn't encountered such an opponent for a long time.

This old man was indeed a fifth-level Grandmaster!

His casual attack could kill Shen Ke and others he had met before.

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