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It wasn't until Su Changkong passed through the crowd that an old man who was suspected of being the mayor shouted loudly, "Dare to ask your name? You killed the Immortal Master of the Black Lotus Sect in Fengxi Town, what should we do if someone asks us to do it?"

The old man was worried that in case someone would seek revenge for the death of Lord Heiyue and implicate them.

"This uncle is the ghost face of the fourth master of the Black Riders! Those who want revenge or seek revenge can come to the Black Riders to find me! I will greet you with a sweeping couch!" Su Changkong paused, and a rough voice resounded through the villagers in Fengxi Town. ear.

In the arrogant laughter, under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Su Changkong's back disappeared into the heavy rain!

Only the bodies of Lord Heiyue and others were left, as well as the bewildered residents of Fengxi Town.

"The Black Rider Gang... There are such heroes in that Black Rider Gang?"

Some townspeople with a little knowledge were shocked. The name of the Black Rider Gang was already famous in the Qingshui City area. Everyone knew that they were a gang of bandits who made a living by stealing and plundering.

And now there are demons from the Black Lotus Sect who are collecting money in Fengxi Town, ignoring the people, but they were killed on the spot by the fourth leader of the Black Horse Gang?

Of course they wouldn't know that the Black Rider Gang didn't have the so-called fourth master ghost face at all.

Su Changkong was just making up his identities at random. First, he could confuse people. Second, if the Black Lotus Sect really thought it was done by the Black Riders, it would be great for them to bite the dog. Help save some trouble!

Chapter 60 Amazing skills to cut iron swords!

In the afternoon, Su Changkong went to Qingshui City.

In the yamen of the prefect of Qingshui City, Su Changkong met Wang Yun, the prefect.

"So fast?"

Wang Yun was a little surprised. Su Changkong set off this morning and returned in the afternoon. Has the goal been solved?

"This is the identity token of the Lord Black Moon."

Su Changkong didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out a token engraved with a black lotus flower from his arms and placed it on the table. It was the token found from Lord Heiyue.

"The identity token of the Black Lotus Sect disciple..."

Wang Yun also recognized the origin of this token, knowing that it came from Lord Heiyue.

Heiyue Master is a formal member of the Black Lotus Sect, and his martial arts are not bad, but he has already died in the hands of Wentai in front of him!

Wang Yun did not suspect that Su Changkong was cheating, and believed that news related to it would spread soon.

"Mr. Wen has worked hard. This is a 1000 tael silver note. Please keep it."

Immediately, Wang Yun took out the prepared 1000 taels of silver note very respectfully, and offered it with both hands!

1000 taels of silver ticket in hand!

It may seem simple, but not many people make that kind of money.

Ordinary warriors are not afraid of the Black Lotus Sect, but they may not have the strength to deal with the masters of the Black Lotus Sect.

The warriors who have the strength to kill the Lord Heiyue will be afraid of being retaliated by the Black Lotus Sect and implicate their relatives and friends, so they can't avoid them!

On the other hand, someone like Su Changkong, who has a low reputation and high strength, is careful to hide his identity and is not afraid of retribution, so he is qualified to earn this kind of money!

"Well, Mr. Wang, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Putting the 1000 taels of silver bills into his pocket, Su Changkong said goodbye to Wang Yundao without any delay and left.

Su Changkong left, and Wang Yun sat alone in the house, with a hint of anticipation on his face: "Every week in the future, members of the Black Lotus Sect will die, I believe that these cultists are no longer afraid of death, they should Will be jealous and restrained!"

What Wang Yun has to do is to rely on his own energy to collect information on the Black Lotus believers in Qingshui City, and then hand it over to Su Changkong, who will be killed by Su Changkong!

The official members of the Black Lotus Sect are actually very few. Every time they kill one, the influence of the Black Lotus Sect in Qingshui City will disappear by one point, until they give up and grow in Qingshui City.

Of course, the premise is that Su Changkong can't miss!

If Su Changkong misses his hand, or even if the Black Lotus Sect knows his identity and is instructed by Wang Yun, then the situation will be troublesome.

Of course, at that time, Wang Yun can only use all his energy to fight the Black Lotus Sect head-on, which is the last situation Wang Yun, who seeks stability and wants to protect himself, is most reluctant to face!

"Sure enough... the golden belt of murder and arson!"

All the way back to the Black Iron Villa, Su Changkong patted his bulging backpack, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Killing Master Black Moon today, he got 800 taels of silver notes from Master Black Moon, and a reward of 1000 taels of silver notes from Wang Yun, adding up to nearly 2000 taels of income!

In one day, he made a huge sum of money that no one else could earn in a lifetime!

"Practice martial arts! Being strong is the foundation!"

Su Changkong was even more determined to become stronger, and money was nothing more than something he used to buy cultivation resources to strengthen himself.

Back at the Black Iron Villa, Su Changkong practiced martial arts as usual. What was different from before was that he would go to Qingshui City to meet Wang Yun every week, obtain information on the members of the Black Lotus Sect from Wang Yun, and then go to the door and kill him!

Of course, this kind of good thing doesn't happen every week. The information is effective. Sometimes when Su Changkong arrives, the members of the Black Lotus Sect have disappeared and can only return without success. Sometimes Wang Yun fails to obtain specific information. intelligence.

But even if it was opened once every ten days and a half a month, it was enough for Su Changkong.

And with enough money, Su Changkong also had a lot of extravagance.

In the past, Su Changkong used 30 sets of Yiqi Powder a month, but as his internal strength became more and more profound, the effect of Yiqi Powder became weaker and weaker.

Although taking Yiqi Powder in a short period of time will weaken the overall effect of Yiqi Powder and cause a certain amount of waste, Su Changkong, who is rich and powerful, can accept it!

To take Yiqi Powder for one month, you have to consume 700 taels of silver, which is so extravagant that people are jaw-dropping!

"Zhang Kong, your skills have improved a lot!"

Time has come to the hot summer. In the workshop, Yang Chao was holding a long sword with a cold light, and he couldn't help but admire.

"Single-heartedly, persevering in hard work, there is always something to be gained."

Next to the hot iron stove, Su Changkong, who was naked and strong, smiled when he heard the words.

Su Changkong's forging skills are on the rise, and the quality of the weapons he creates is naturally getting better and better!

"When the villa owner retires... The position of the villa owner of the Black Iron Villa will probably be passed on to Su Changkong, right?"

Most of the rest of the casters envied Su Changkong.

At such a young age, Su Changkong's forging skills were unmatched. Moreover, Su Changkong was an honest man, he didn't have so much thought, never argued with others, got along with everyone in harmony, kept a low profile, and produced weapons of higher quality. Others are more than one, but they have never been proud of their talents and demanded higher wages.

Capable and honest!

Mo Tie has no children, and when he gets old and retire in the future, there is a high probability that Hei Tie Villa will be handed over to Su Changkong!

Facing the envy of the others, Su Changkong didn't feel anything. After all, he knew his own situation. It was impossible for him to stay in the Black Iron Villa all his life. In a corner, the sea is wide and fish leaps.

As for the reason for not asking for a further increase in salary, the money earned from forging is far from enough for him to cultivate. Su Changkong still insists on forging every day, just because he likes forging and regards it as a kind of cultivation!

Let your body and mind become steel in forging!

"Get off work! Get off work!"

In the afternoon, after a busy day, Su Changkong wiped the sweat from his forehead with a sweat towel and left the workshop.

Wu Qin Xi, sword training, and turtle breathing exercises have all become part of Su Changkong's life!

In the courtyard, Su Changkong practiced the sword technique.

Su Changkong raised his toes, and a fist-sized pebble was lifted into the air.

It was at this moment that Su Changkong suddenly fired his sword!

"Chucky!"

A series of knife light seems to be pouring out, each knife is faster than ordinary human eyes can catch, each knife is a combination of speed and skill, which has a pleasing beauty.

The fist-sized pebble flew in the air, shrouded in Su Changkong's knife light, and it was difficult to fall from the air, as if it was frozen in mid-air, accompanied by swirling stone chips.

Su Changkong was engrossed in his efforts, and fired the swords one after another, maintaining a high speed. Su Changkong was not breathing, his hands were not sore, and his eyes were not blinking.

If you let outsiders see this scene, it will be hard to believe that a young man can have such a superb sword technique!

After more than ten breaths, Su Changkong fired hundreds of knives in a row, then suddenly retracted the knife into the sheath, the pebble fell, Su Changkong reached out with one hand and caught it.

After successive cutting and friction, the surface of the pebbles is very hot.

Looking closely, this pebble with clear edges and corners and an irregular shape has become smaller, but its shape has become a circle!

It's perfect, it's like heaven!It seems to have been carefully polished by a craftsman!

However, this was not polished by a craftsman, but was cut by Su Changkong in more than ten breaths with an iron chopping knife!

Cutting a cobblestone into a regular spherical shape with a heavy iron-chopping knife is unheard of!There are only four words that can be regarded as magical!

Iron-cutting sword technique (7% of 1 realms of magical skills)

"My iron-cutting sword technique has finally reached the seventh realm."

Su Changkong rubbed the smooth round sphere in his hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile.

In the summer of this year, Su Changkong's swordsmanship went a step further and entered the realm of supernatural skills.

Su Changkong's swordsmanship is so subtle that it is like an arm and a finger. Holding a heavy iron slashing knife, Su Changkong can wither beautiful patterns on a piece of soft tofu!

The progress of Wu Qin Xi and Turtle Breathing Gong needs to be accumulated, just like the growth of the body.

But the advancement of technology does not have these limitations.

For example, martial arts cultivation, even if the aptitude is poor, if there are massive cultivation resources, it can be done by stacking a martial artist with ordinary aptitude to the realm of divine power or even forging the body.

But things like swordsmanship and martial arts belong to the level of skills, and they can't be piled up by resources. If you can't learn it, you can't learn it!

Even with the guidance of a famous teacher, the aptitude and understanding are poor and the progress is limited. To a certain extent, after the martial arts realm reaches a certain level, it is more difficult to improve than the martial arts realm!

And Su Changkong's potential value is as high as 15 points, which is definitely the talent and comprehension of martial arts genius.

"This kind of swordsmanship, is it difficult for anyone in the same realm to be comparable to me?"

Su Changkong secretly said in his heart, but he is not complacent, he knows that there are people outside people, there are heavens outside the sky, and constantly improving oneself is the kingly way!

"I'll go to Qingshui City tomorrow, I hope I won't let me go there in vain!"

Su Changkong finished his sword training. At night, the sky was dark and everyone fell asleep. Su Changkong also lay down early to recover his spirit and physical strength while practicing the Turtle Breathing Technique. He still needs to see Wang Yun tomorrow.

The next day, in the morning, Su Changkong went to Qingshui City early and met Wang Yun, the prefect.

"Mr. Wen, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your complexion is better."

Wang Yun's face was full of smiles.

Su Changkong and Wang Yun have been working together for two months. In these two months, Su Changkong killed six disciples of the Black Lotus Sect without a single miss. Wang Yun also admired Su Changkong's cleanliness. neat!

"What about the information this time?"