"This old ghost Wei Wuya has a good idea. Who doesn't know that the treasure is valuable? The red goods are all given to him, what else do we have left?" one person said dissatisfied.
But someone next to him immediately answered: "You can't say that. I heard that all the concubines of General Fuyuan are as beautiful as gods. Tsk, tsk, tsk, when the time comes, we can..."
After he finished speaking, he let out a wave of evil smiles that all men could understand, with a look of greed on his face.
Another person said sadly.
"Actually, even if you don't give me anything, I am still willing to accompany Old Ghost Wei. As long as there is an opportunity to kill someone, I will be very interested!"
The words of several people revealed extreme arrogance and ferocity.
Yan Ming looked at them intently. Although he had never met them before, in his free time, Yan Ming often read the various wanted notices sent by the superior yamen, and he knew the contents by heart.
Now it seems that these guys all seem familiar.
The iron ghost Hongjing behind him followed, and the two of them called out their names while muttering in low voices.
The flower-picking bee, the life-seeking impermanent Cui Qianjing, the madman Jiang Baitu...
If you name them one by one, they are all fierce bandits who are famous in the world!
Moreover, they are all in the Grandmaster realm, and the last one has the first level of cultivation in the Grandmaster realm, and they can become ruthless gangsters like them who have been at large for many years. They are not comparable to ordinary Grandmaster realms. They all have their own unique skills. A trick to keep the bottom of the box.
Yan Ming didn't react on the surface, but he was sighing in his heart.
Good guy, this group of people is not easy to deal with when they get together. It seems that Wei Wuya has more plans than expected this time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to put together such a luxurious lineup.
But having said that, if we could catch them all in one fell swoop... this would be a great achievement!
It is estimated that the gold content is higher than that of all the evil thieves and criminals that Yan Ming has captured before combined.
For a moment, the zhenqi in Yan Ming's body was filled with the sword intent, and he seemed to feel the strength of these people, and couldn't help but become slightly excited.
Yan Ming immediately calmed down.
At the same time, these people also saw Yan Ming and the three Iron Ghosts and Hong Jing who had just arrived, and immediately recognized them.
"Three more are here. This old ghost Wei has invited quite a few people!"
Madman Jiang Baitu grinned with his teeth grinned.
"This is Hong Jing, right? Haha, I've heard a lot about your deeds in normal times. As soon as I saw you in person today, my soul was immediately hooked."
Iron Ghost Hongjing was very accustomed to such scenes and came over quickly.
When Hongjing passed by Jiang Baitu without any hesitation, she deliberately reached out and touched the other man's solid chest, giggling.
"Why, does Jiang Baitu, who is famous all over the world, have any ideas? But as I said before, don't be just a silver pewter spear head that is worthless."
Jiang Baitu immediately puffed up his chest and said bluntly.
"His grandma, who are you looking down on, you little prodigal? If I were the head of a pewter gun, there would be no men in this world! Look at me, I'll take care of myself!"
"Oh, I'm so scared!"
In just a few words, the two of them had already talked about the next three ways, and even got involved.
But facing this scene, Tie Gui remained indifferent. Everyone in the world knew that Tie Gui and Hong Jing were a couple, but he didn't seem to care about his woman seducing other men in front of them.
Next to him, Cui Qianjing was slender, but very thin. He was hunched over and looked like a stick. His face was pale and his eye sockets were sunken. He was staring at Yan Ming, who was walking over and sitting not far away, with a look in his eyes. A bellicose look flashed through him.
"Are you Phantom Hand Lu Tong? I heard that you committed a major case in Jingnan Mansion last month!"
Faced with the other party's conversation, Yan Ming showed no interest in talking nonsense and waited for him to speak in a provocative tone.
"Why, I did it. Do you, a consumptive devil, have any objections?"
Consumption ghost?
When several people around him heard this title, they couldn't help but curl up their lips. Even Jiang Baitu didn't care about flirting with Hong Jing anymore and turned back to look at Cui Qianjing with a face full of teasing.
I have to say that Yan Ming's description is too appropriate.
Only Cui Qianjing's face became paler. He even took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth slightly and coughed twice.
A cough like this is more like a tuberculosis ghost.
Cui Qianjing's body became like this because of the exercises he practiced. What he hated most in his life was that others would make fun of him.
Yan Ming's words stepped on his tail.
"Lu Tong, do you want to die?" Cui Qianjing gritted his teeth.
"What, you're not convinced? If you want to find trouble, go ahead. I'll kill you, a consumptive ghost, like a dog!"
Yan Ming said with a hoarse voice without giving in.
Before coming, Elder Dong had already told him in detail about Lu Tong's character. He was originally irritable and eccentric, so Yan Ming behaved so forcefully and arrogantly that the people present did not doubt him at all.
Cui Qianjing's teeth were itching, the handkerchief he was holding was balled up, and he was laughing in anger.
"Hmph, okay, okay, come on, let me see what you are capable of!"
Cui Qianjing said and took a step forward.
"Seniors, we are all here as guests. Please give me some face, don't..."
Several people from the Twelve Stars nearby saw the quarrel between them and immediately wanted to step forward to break up the fight.
But before Cui Qianjing could say anything, Yan Ming had already waved his hand, and a majestic momentum burst out, hitting the member of the Twelve Stars and sending him flying backwards far away.
"Come on, you tuber, don't just talk but don't practice. Let grandpa see what you are capable of?" Yan Ming looked at the other party deliberately and provocatively.
In this way, Cui Qianjing was stood up. With so many people watching and Yan Ming repeatedly insulting him, he couldn't help but take action.
"Cough, cough..."
Cui Qianjing looked like he wanted to cough again, but before the coughing sound dissipated, his figure suddenly floated over, seemingly flying directly in the air without even touching the ground.
It seemed slow, but in fact it was fast, with an afterimage of his body drawn out.
It is really hard to imagine that his body, which looks like he is about to fall down at any moment, can actually burst out with such energy.
"boom!"
However, Cui Qianjing directly hit the invisible wall of Qi condensed by the solid Qi released by Yan Ming. He failed to break through and was immediately shaken back half a step.
A connoisseur will know if it is there as soon as he reaches out his hand.
When the bystanders saw this, they all nodded secretly.
I heard that Lu Tong, the phantom hand, had extremely deep Qi and was very aggressive. Now it seems that it is indeed true.
A few of them were extremely concerned about the fight between Yan Ming and Cui Qianjing. After all, they were all well-known gangsters, and they must all be arrogant people. Even though they seemed not to offend each other on the surface, they were actually secretly competing against each other.
Of course, I want to see how strong other people are so that I can have some confidence.
Cui Qianjing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this phantom hand to be so powerful, but his figure kept turning around and transformed into many in an instant, as if he knew the magic of clones, surrounding Yan Ming.
This movement technique is very strange, and combined with Cui Qianjing's rickety and tall figure, if it were night, people would probably think that they have encountered a ghost and are seeking their lives.
No wonder his nickname is Suo Ming Impermanence, which is really appropriate.
Yan Ming waved his backhand without thinking, and dense hidden weapons shot out.
He didn't have to identify which one was the real body or the fake body at all, he just put them all within the attack range like a goddess scattering flowers.
Yan Ming's hidden weapon seemed to be thrown out randomly, but it contained very clever power, and it actually fired in all directions consciously.
The figures of Cui Qianjing who were closest were pierced by several hidden weapons, floated a few times in succession, and then burst like bubbles.
But in the blink of an eye, a figure had already drifted behind Yan Ming and struck at the speed of light.
He seemed to be scratching Yan Ming's back with both hands, like a woman fighting.
Yan Ming didn't look back, as if he had caught his movements, and without saying a word, the cold iron sword was unsheathed like lightning.
"Ding……"
The knife and claws intersected, making a long metallic sound.
Several people looked closely and realized that what Cui Qianjing stretched out was not his hand, but two steel claw weapons.
No wonder he has a wide robe and long sleeves, and his hands are always tucked inside the sleeves, which turns out to be a hidden weapon.
The onlookers all knew what was going on, but no one came out to stop the fight. Instead, they watched even more enthusiastically.
"Dang Dang Dang..."
The two of them fought frequently in an instant, sparks flying from their steel claws.
Cui Qianjing's steel claws are in a class of their own, the angle of attack is extremely tricky, and each move is as tight as the other.
However, the sword in Yan Ming's hand is no less impressive. His moves are extremely subtle and flexible, making it difficult for people to figure out what style he is good at.
Sometimes it is light and agile, sometimes it is wide open and closed, and it seems that the path of the knife is ever-changing.
The most important thing is that while the two were fighting, they also moved quickly and created a strong wind.
Cui Qianjing's erratic movement skills were already very strong, but Yan Ming seemed to be lifting the weight with ease, matching his speed effortlessly.
Seeing the moves between the two, everyone present was thinking in their hearts.
There are rumors in the world that Lu Tong's sword skills, hidden weapons, and Qinggong are all very good. When I saw him today, I realized that there is no real person under his fame.
Now, no one doubts that the Lu Tong in front of him is fake, which shows that Yan Ming's cover-up was successful.
Cui Qianjing attacked repeatedly but failed to make any achievements, and he was starting to get a little impatient.
The current situation seems to be about attacking on your own, taking the initiative, and suppressing the opponent.
But in fact, it was too far off. Yan Ming was like a big net, catching all his attacks, but digesting them effortlessly. It seemed that he was still far away from his limit.
Is Lu Tong so strong?
Cui Qianjing was a little confused.
He was furious and wanted to use his trump card to catch the opponent off guard.
However, just as Cui Qianjing stepped forward and made slight eye contact with the other party, he was suddenly startled.
Yan Ming was wearing a mask, and normally he couldn't even see his eyes clearly, but at this moment Cui Qianjing seemed to see the other person's pupils very clearly.
And you can see that there seems to be a tapered weapon appearing in the opponent's pupils, and it is rapidly growing in size at an extremely fast speed, as if it has turned into substance and is about to rush out.
"Um?"
Cui Qianjing has been in the world for many years, but has never seen such a situation, and he can't help but feel a little confused.
But in just a moment, without giving him any reaction, the sharp cone jumped directly across the distance between the two people and appeared in front of Cui Qianjing's eyes.
"ah!"
Cui Qianjing's body that was attacking suddenly began to tremble violently, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he let out a heart-rending scream.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"what happened?"
Jiang Baitu, Iron Ghost Hongjing and others who were watching looked puzzled when they saw this.
They were sure that they had noticed every detail of the fight between the two, but they discovered something strange. Cui Qianjing suddenly became like this.
What method is this? Or is it that Cui Qianjing had some serious illness and suddenly developed it?
But it feels ridiculous when you think about it.
The few people present were all experts, but they didn't even see how Yan Ming attacked!
Several people were stunned.
Only Yan Ming knew that he had just tried his best, using a God-breaking thorn that he had condensed.
This is the result of the concentration of mental power, so it is invisible when it is launched. It is equivalent to a sudden mental attack that is compressed and then bursts out at close range, which is difficult to defend against.
Cui Qianjing didn't understand what was going on at all, and suddenly felt as if the deepest and weakest place in his brain had been stabbed hard by a needle.
But at the Grand Master level, both mentally and physically, Cui Qianjing was very strong, and Cui Qianjing recovered quickly.
But in just this moment, it was already too late.
"Uh-huh!"
When Cui Qianjing opened his eyes, the Hantie sword had already stood in front of him.
The knife not only exudes coldness, but also exudes a strong killing intent that can almost penetrate into the skin!
The other party actually made a killing move and really wanted to kill him!
Cui Qianjing was shocked, and other onlookers were also quite surprised.
This is Wei Wuya's territory. Both he and the other party are Wei Wuya's guests. How dare he kill someone? Isn't this a slap in Wei Wuya's face?
However, this thought was just a flash. Yan Ming kept the knife in his hand and cut it with murderous intent in his eyes.
This life-killing impermanence is extremely murderous, and his hands are full of blood debts. Even on the wanted notices and files in Qixia Town, Yan Ming has seen the numerous crimes of this person.
There is no need to hold back against such ruthless bandits.
"puff!"
The blade of the blade came into contact with Cui Qianjing's body-protecting energy. It only paused for a moment, and then cut down very smoothly.
The body-protecting Qi seemed to have opened a straight hole, and then was completely stretched open.
The blade touched Cui Qianjing's left shoulder, then sank into the flesh and blood, and then slid down.
"Stop, keep someone under the knife!"
At the same time, a voice came.
Several other people recognized it as Wei Wuya's voice.
But faced with the restraint, Yan Ming ignored it at all and did not hesitate with the knife in his hand.
With one slash, Cui Qianjing split into two halves sideways, and the energy that was leaping around him instantly dissipated.
When his upper body fell, Cui Qianjing even had a look of shock on his face, as if he didn't want to believe that he was defeated at the opponent's hands.
However, no matter how unwilling he was, Cui Qianjing's consciousness fell into permanent darkness.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"
Almost at the same time, an extremely short and ugly figure appeared, it was Wei Wuya!
And there was dissatisfaction in his tone.
Yan Ming's cold iron broadsword saw blood, but not a drop was stained on it. He just drew an arc and carried it on his shoulder.
"Why, I can kill this tuberculosis ghost if I want. Do I need other people's consent?"
(End of chapter)
