The two people have no grudges in their lives, because Jianghu has to face them. The two people have never been involved in anything in their lives, but once they entered the world, this ending may have been doomed.
People in the arena involuntarily!
Looking closely, he felt a bit elated, as if his whole body was faintly exuding an eye-catching look.
"It's rare! It's rare!" He laughed and looked at it. The hands that had been standing behind his back slowly came to the front, and slowly seemed to be holding something in front of him. His fingers looked as white as jade.
Slightly lower than his eyes, he stopped his hands and seemed to be quietly admiring the pair of crystal clear palms. His face was as calm as an old well, with no expression at all, and it was becoming more and more solemn.
"Although a certain family is famous for its marksmanship, as my understanding deepens, I remember that Master Wang once said that the sharp weapons in the world, swords, guns, swords and halberds, seem to be indestructible to everything, but in fact they are also subject to the shape of everything. To truly be indestructible to everything, only There is a person who regards body and shape as his god, and he has given up using weapons for many years after a certain feeling! However, it was an opportunity years ago to truly use all things as weapons!" He looked at Bian Hao quietly, his expression unchanged and thoughtful.
"I originally thought that Brother Bian was involved in secular affairs and military affairs, and his practice would be hindered. Now I see that I have to lament the journey of practice. How can I be too short-sighted to think about it." However, I didn't feel uneasy or uneasy at all, and I actually smiled a little when I looked straight at him. : "A certain family has been waiting for more than ten years for this encounter. I really look forward to seeing my brother's nirvana finger! But brother Bian, don't underestimate the hands of a certain family now!"
After this, the two of them became much more familiar and friendly.
There should have long been no fixed moves or so-called formats for battles between masters. The two people chatted like old friends, and there was no clue that the two were about to engage in what might be the most powerful duel of this era.
The two of them seem to be indifferent, but in fact they are showing their best experience and best condition. Because no one wants to make a mistake of their own and leave a dead end in their spiritual practice. One breath can make a showdown, one breath can make a showdown between life and death.
I don’t want to, I probably don’t want to even more in my heart!
But this battle seems to have to be fought!
Although the two people they met have thought about each other countless times, they have never met. Even if they have never met, they already know each other, their unique skills, habits and even behavior.
Therefore, when Bian Hao first saw Yang Jiong, he seemed to have understood that this person was the person he was destined to meet.
Are you both ready?
The boat had been sailing for nearly two hours, and Xiao Jiulang had stopped drinking because Su Hou was half asleep leaning against the side of the boat on the wooden bench. The chattering people around him gradually seemed to be tired. Some people went back to the warehouse to rest, and some people just sat on the cabin board to rest. Xiao Jiulang felt that they, like him, did not book a cabin to rest in order to save money.
Xiao Jiulang also held the side of the boat and looked at the lake quietly, where fish jumped out of the water from time to time. The boat sailed towards the Yangtze River smoothly and quickly. Although the shadow of the Yangtze River could not be seen yet, it was very exciting.
Suddenly, a light boat came into Xiao Jiulang's sight. He was first curious about when a light boat would appear on the vast lake, and then he saw the light boat approaching the merchant ship quickly. Xiao Jiulang looked around and saw that someone else had obviously seen the boat, so someone started talking to the boatman in charge.
Ma Yun, the manager of that business bank, had already gone to rest. There was only one boatman at the helm in the cabin. He frowned when he saw the fast boat. Before he could react, the boat was already approaching.
There were only two people in the canoe, a young man rowing the oar and an old man sitting on the board of the canoe. Xiao Jiulang looked at the old man and couldn't help but be slightly startled. Because this old man has white hair and white beard, is dressed in gray cloth, and has a pale and elegant face.
The young man rocking the oar swung the canoe on the left front side of the merchant ship and said loudly: "Is there anyone from the Jinling Yin family on the ship? The Kunlun Immortal is here to visit!" The young man spoke with great authority, even here On the vast lake, it sounded like explosions in people's ears. He must not be an ordinary person.
Xiao Jiulang was slightly startled, and couldn't help but look at his uncle Su Hou next to him, but he remembered Su Hou's voice: "Don't worry, they are not looking for us, there are others on the boat!" Xiao Jiulang did not dare to move, but looked at Everyone on the cabin board stood up, and even people in the cabin came out to watch.
I originally wanted to ask Su Hou, but then I saw Ma Yun coming out, so I stopped talking and saw him walking to the side of the boat, holding his hands and saluting the people on the boat.
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I jumped onto a boulder by the stream, and the mountains under the moonlight seemed to be in front of my eyes. He Xiaoyao looked behind him, Yongzhou City was dotted under the mountains, and there was no trace of the fact that it had suffered a battle a few days ago.
Several collapsed city gates have been re-erected under the command of the soldiers, and the people in the city have settled down again under the call of the army to join the army. He Xiaoyao divided his army into several teams and sent them all to ambush at various passes, waiting for the arrival of Zhang Wenbiao from Hengzhou.
Yongzhou City, under the management of temporary Secretary Ma She, arranged dozens of police officers to maintain public security. He Xiaoyao is actually a polished commander now, but this is enough for Yongzhou City today.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qu Weishang who was following him. The two of them nodded.
There was silence ahead, a silence that was astonishing.
He Xiaoyao is not the young man he was back then. As he studied with Shiwu, Yang Jiong, and even Mr. Guiyuan, his cultivation level has already made a qualitative leap. Otherwise, how could he have gained the attention of Qin Zhuang. Naturally, he had already sensed something strange around him. Thinking of what Mr. Guiyuan said at the beginning, He Xiaoyao waved his hand to stop everyone from moving forward.
Beasts are naturally sharp, and every hunter should know this, not to mention that this is a strange species that is said to have survived for more than a hundred years. People of this era will not hesitate to believe that this golden forty-eight knot has become a spirit.
If the only special person in this era, the Lingnan Emperor Liu Jixing, was here, he might laugh at this idea in everyone's mind. But ever since his own soul possessed King Wei, he no longer dared to be disrespectful of these things.
What's more, in this era of belief in gods and ghosts, such an action is undoubtedly an act of annihilating goblins. If you are not an ordinary person, how can you dare to do such a thing.
Although he did not see the people in Qinzhuang, He Xiaoyao had no doubt that they should be not far ahead.
Could it be that the goblin has come out? He Xiaoyao felt a little excited in his heart! Yes, it was an inexplicable excitement, but not the slightest worry.
