The urban swordsman is invincible when he comes down from the mountain

The man in the purple mask reached out for his phone and pointed out the avatar named Arctic Hacker in Tiny Letters' address book.

Click on the video call!

Dudu~

The mobile phone camera turned on, and a person wearing a black robe with only his eyes showing appeared in the video.

"Lang Beichen is extraordinary, no one in Jiangcheng can kill him

!" "Go find out for me who

killed Lang Beichen!"

His

eyes lit up, and it was obvious that he was very interested in the person who killed Lang Beichen.

"Yes!" the

black-robed man nodded.

......

In the dead of night, the lights of thousands of homes dimmed, and the entire Jiangcheng was engulfed in the night, only the small villas not far from the south were lit up.

In the villa, Zhang Xing was lying on the bed, and the major acupuncture points around his body were already filled with silver needles.

Su Changfeng twisted his fingers around a silver needle inserted in Zhang Xing's knee

, and one after another internal breath passed from his fingers into the needle, and

into the Zuyang Ming stomach meridian on Zhang Xing's body.

Zhang Xing felt as if there was a small warm current swimming throughout his body

, and after the warm current, the pain disappeared, and

he obviously felt that the vision of his right eye had improved a lot.

"Thank you Gongzi for treating me!" Zhang

Xing smiled, everything he paid for the Su family was worth it.

At this time, he seemed to think of something, and looked at Su Changfeng with a serious expression: "Eldest son, the head of the family once asked the old slave to hand over a box to you!"

The box was hidden under the plane tree in the old slave's house. Hearing

this, Su Changfeng's sword frowned slightly, could it be that they had prepared before their parents were killed.

Therefore, he entrusted Zhang Bo to keep the wooden box in advance

What exactly is

in the wooden box?

"The matter of the wooden box is not in a hurry! I will pick it up at another time!" Su

Changfeng saw Zhang Xing's eyeless eye socket, and his eyes were sharp.

"Uncle Zhang, I will teach you the method of cultivating immortals, whoever dares to insult you in the future, you will kill him!" "

Cultivating immortals?" [u1]

Hearing this, Zhang Xing's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up

, could it be that the rumored immortals really exist,

and there is actually a technique of cultivating immortals in the world.

By the way, if Gongzi hadn't learned the immortal cultivation method before, how could he save himself.

Thinking of the majestic scene of Su Changfeng in Liu's house just now, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, but when he thought of his old age, his eyes immediately lost their lustre.

"Uncle Zhang doesn't need to worry, if you take this pill, you can learn the method of cultivating immortals!" Su

Changfeng took out a pill with vermilion all over his body, textured on the surface of his body, and about the size of a soybean, and handed it over!

"Still Shaodan!"

Zhang Xing's eyes lit up.

It is rumored that this elixir can prolong people's life, remember their eyes, and strengthen their muscles and bones.

After taking the Dan, I smelled a wisp of refreshing fragrance, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

Childe actually gave himself such an extraordinary elixir to take

! He was grateful in his heart!

"Thank you, Childe!"

After Zhang Bo thanked him, he swallowed the medicine directly.

The pill entered the abdomen, and then I felt the wisps of medicinal power dissolve in the abdomen, and quickly poured into the internal organs and meridians of the whole body.

Then Su Changfeng began to teach Zhang Xinggong.

However, due to Zhang Xing's knee injury, he has difficulty moving

, so for the time being, he can only teach the art of breathing and breathing,

as well as some mantras of stick and fist.

"I'll teach you the gossip stick method, Uncle Zhang, listen to it and remember it. "

Yes, Childe.

Thinking of being gouged out of his eyes by Liu proudly today, Zhang Xing understood that there was no reason to talk about this world.

Fists are everything.

Then he listened very carefully, and he remembered every word Su Changfeng said very clearly.

"The secret of the gossip stick lies in anticipating the enemy's secrets..."At

the same time, a car stopped outside the courtyard.

"Brother Changfeng!" a

silver bell-like voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Jing stood outside the door with a smile, holding a lunch box in her hand.

She already knew that the Liu family was washed in blood, and Su Changfeng had returned to the mansion with Uncle Zhang.

But thinking of Su Changfeng's mansion, there was no kitchenware, so he cooked the meal early and brought it over.

"Childe, that little girl is coming for you.

Zhang Xing smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

"You take a good look at this gossip stick on your own, and I'll go out for a while.

Su Changfeng handed over a stick. Then he walked out the door.

"Jing, what's the matter with me so late?" Su

Changfeng looked at Zhao Jing with a smile.

"Brother Changfeng, I have prepared some food for you!" Zhao

Jing shook the lunch box.

"Thanks..."

Su Changfeng was about to say thank you, but was interrupted by Zhao Jing: "Do we need to say thank you?"

Then, Su Changfeng and Zhang Xing began to eat.

And Zhao Jing tidied up the house and tidied it up neatly and cleanly.

"Eldest son, Miss Zhao Jing is beautiful, kind, and virtuous, when is the son going to marry her?"

Zhang Xing smiled kindly.

Zhao Jing was stepping on the table and smearing the glass, when she heard Zhang Xing say this, her pretty face turned red, and she slipped and fell off the chair.

"I didn't fall and hurt myself!" Su

Changfeng ran over and stretched out his hand to catch Zhao Jing.

"Well, it's okay!"

Zhao Jing blushed, but she didn't mean to get off Su Changfeng's arm.

Zhang Xing looked at the two of them and nodded and smiled, and then walked out of the room.

Buzz~

At this time, there was the sound of helicopter wings turning outside the window.

A grass-green helicopter appeared outside the window under the starry sky, and the wind and waves brought by the rotation of its wings almost broke the branches of the trees in the courtyard.

"In the dead of night, who is coming to the door?" Su

Changfeng put down Zhao Jing in his arms and looked out the window.

Suddenly, an infrared ray shot at Su Changfeng's eyebrows

, bang~

The sound of bullet disemboweling sounded,

and a 7.62 bullet shot rapidly from the helicopter towards the position where Su Changfeng was standing.

Whew, the bullet with a deadly whistling sound, passed through the glass in an instant.

The glass cracked like a spider's web, scattering in all directions.

The bullet through the glass did not fade, and it hit Su Changfeng's eyebrows.

The bullet was so fast that ordinary people couldn't see it clearly, and Zhang Xing and Zhao Jing couldn't react at all.

However, in the next scene

, Su Changfeng violently drew his long sword,

and eight swords flew in the air between the lightning and flint![u2]

The bullet actually turned into two halves in front of Su Changfeng and fell to the ground.

"Brother Changfeng, are you okay!" Zhao

Jing saw Su Changfeng standing on the ground safely and soundly, and looked at the bullets spinning on the ground, and the worry suddenly dissipated.

Immediately thought that Su Changfeng had actually used a sword to block the bullet

! His beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with shock, and he worshipped!

"Childe is fine, very good!"

Seeing that Su Changfeng was fine, Zhang Bochang let out a long breath.

The person who came was not good, so Su Changfeng asked Zhao Jing and Zhang Xing to stay in the house.

Then, a sword flew out of the window!

A huge word "death" was reflected in the sky over Su Fu under the searchlight of a helicopter.

Su Changfeng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his face was like frost.

At this moment, in the helicopter, a man wearing a camouflage uniform jumped down from a height of several tens of meters!

The man was burly and fell to the ground, and immediately became dusty.

When the dust cleared, a middle-aged man with a resolute face could be seen standing majestically on the ground.

The man was about forty years old, and his eyes were deep and cold.

He put his hands on his back, not angry and arrogant, and his master's temperament was undoubtedly revealed.

Around his waist was a wide belt of dragon's head, and a wolf-headed dagger was stuck in the belt.

This person is Jiang Han, the second son of the Jiang family, who is known as the king of undead soldiers because of his crisscrossing of the battlefield.

Immediately afterward, four more people jumped down.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw the blood-colored cloaks on the shoulders of these four people fluttering in the wind, majestic.

His eyes were like eagle's eyes, and there were countless scars on his face, and he looked like a battle-hardened man.

These four are Jiang Han's four great generals.

At the same time, Zhang Bo and Zhao Jing also ran out of the house together and came to Su Changfeng's side.

When Uncle Zhang saw the five people in front of him, his pupils contracted violently, and he gasped.