A few days ago, Prince Luo's Mansion.
The fat-headed fish that had just finished bathing was wearing a thin silk robe.
The smooth feet stepped on the soft blanket and swayed.
The unfettered fat-headed fish is very active. Although it does not have the blood-spraying charm of the empress, it has the unique indulgent beauty of a female CEO.
The fat-headed fish leaned sideways on the soft imperial concubine's couch and opened a book with her slender hands.
Just as he was about to take a dip in the sea of books, the maid Qing He hurriedly walked in.
"Your Highness, there is a letter."
"I am tired, the night is already deep..."
"It's a letter from Jiang Yindao."
"It's late at night. I'm afraid I might have something urgent to report, so I brought it here."
"hehe……"
"why are you laughing?"
"No, no, Your Highness, here~"
The fat-headed fish glanced at Qing He, then unfolded the letter.
For a long time, anger appeared in his eyes.
"What a Shuiyun Villa and what a Tingshui County Magistrate!"
Qinghe stared at the undulating fat-headed fish and opened his mouth: "Why is Your Highness so angry?"
King Luo did not answer, but said in a cold voice: "Go find Feng Jindao and ask him to go to Tingshui County first, and go now."
"Huh? Fengjin Dao is back?"
"It's been a few days since I came back. Okay, there are two grandmasters in Shuiyun Villa. This matter is urgent. Let's go quickly."
"yes."
…
Feng Shanhe studied under Dao Kuangmu Tianhe.
In the world of martial arts, there is a saying that there is a knife, a sword and a fly whisk, a spear, a bow and a rosary.
These six people stand at the pinnacle of cultivation in the world.
Whisk refers to Dali Guoshi, Yueyue Zhenren, Li Shuiyu.
This sword is the sword madness, Mu Tianhe.
Feng Shanhe learned from Sword Kuang, and his talent and character are naturally among the best.
He was a third-rate player at the age of six, a second-rate player at the age of eight, a first-rate master at the age of twelve, and became the youngest grandmaster in Dali at the age of eighteen.
After becoming a master, Feng Shanhe obeyed his master's orders and went down the mountain to gain experience. He first joined the army and then held a sword. In the blink of an eye, he was thirty-two years old.
In other words, Feng Shanhe, who is extremely talented, has been a grandmaster for thirty-two years.
There are rumors in the world that as long as Feng Shanhe is willing, he can take the name of his master Sword Kuang at any time.
With a sword, a whisk, a gun, a bow and a rosary, these six people hardly ever walked around the world.
Therefore, there is such a saying in the world.
At the pinnacle of the Grandmaster, he is invincible in the world. He doesn't care about his reputation, only Feng Shanhe.
In the early morning of that day, there was a wanderer in Tingshui County wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat.
Feng Shanhe led a black horse, with willow leaves hanging from the corners of his mouth, walking on the bluestone road.
His knives-like facial features attracted the attention of many women. Time had not left many traces on his face. He was clearly at the age of knowing his destiny, but he looked like he was just standing there.
Perhaps because this face does not match the time, Feng Shanhe deliberately left some stubble to add a bit of vicissitudes of life.
As he was walking, he suddenly stopped.
"Uncle~ come and play~"
The Goulan girl is in all her glory and is soliciting customers at the door early in the morning. She is very dedicated.
"Is there any wine?" Feng Shanhe asked.
"Of course. What kind of wine do you want to drink? Is it soft or strong? Can I accompany you?" The young girl swayed forward.
Feng Shanhe pressed the brim of his hat with one hand, and then handed the reins to the girl's hand.
"This horse will drink the strongest wine and eat a mixture of fat and lean meat, with less alfalfa and more wheat."
"After eating, take it upstairs to listen to music. It likes pretty girls, so you have to arrange for a few girls to accompany it while listening to music."
"???" The girl looked confused, doubting herself... no, she doubted whether the rough guy in front of her was crazy.
Putting a horse into the hook fence?
Let’s not talk about drinking wine and eating meat, but you also want to listen to music? Do you need a girl to accompany you?
What kind of horse are you, a breeder of...?
However, before the girl could speak, a bag of considerable money was thrown over.
"Ouch!"
There are at least thirty taels in this broken bag!
No matter what business you are doing, as long as you open the door, the purpose is to make money.
The offer is thirty taels, how could the girl refuse?
As a result, she immediately raised her throat, her eyes twitched, and her body even half softened.
"Don't worry, uncle, your horse is my slave's horse."
"No, my horse is my horse and your horse is your horse."
"..."
After arranging the old man's arrangements, Feng Shanhe left holding a knife wrapped in white cloth.
Not long after, he saw that Yunshui Restaurant was in chaos.
"Is this the boy Li Zhiyu was talking about? The adopted son that Old Thief Jiang picked up in Shazhou?"
"She's pretty good-looking, but with this level of cultivation..."
…
Faced with being surrounded by three first-class and more than a dozen second- and third-rate warriors, Jiang Wuji and Lu Xiaolu did not dare to be careless.
At that time, Lu Xiaolu used Cloud Piercer to swipe at an expert. The long sword in his hand was twisted like a silver snake. In an instant, there were thousands of sword shadows!
However, the opponent is not a simple character. If he can reach the level of a master, there will basically be no embroidered pillows.
The fathead fish is an exception.
The swords collided, setting off sparks of fire.
Seeing that Lu Xiaolu's offensive was coming to an end, a black spear came from the side of Yingying's waist like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss!
The second style of the Rain Shooting Technique, the rain falls silently!
This shot needs to be shot into the wind, integrating the offensive into the wind, so that it can be silent and the rain will fall silently!
Although Lu Xiaolu's sword shadow was fierce, its purpose was to provide cover for Jiang Wuji.
In addition, it is an unexpected move for the first-rate master to give up and let the second-rate master be the main output.
So, without any suspense, the shot went directly through his heart!
"laugh!"
Blood splattered three feet.
Everyone was stunned.
No one could have imagined that within a few breaths of meeting each other, a first-class master would die under Jiang Wuji's big black gun!
"Next!"
Jiang Wuji gave a soft drink, and at the same time swung the nameless gun, throwing the first-class master of Shuiyun Villa who had not reacted until he died, towards the nearest master.
The latter's tiger body trembled, and he subconsciously drew his knife, trying to slap the corpse away, but Xiaolu's sword rain followed one after another.
At the same time, another master jumped onto the eaves, then extended his long sword and pierced it like a rainbow piercing the sun!
"Hold the sword to heaven, anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Jiang Wuji suddenly roared and aimed the black gun in his hand at the first-rate swordsman!
"The rain scatters pear blossoms!"
Under the nameless gun, black pear blossoms bloomed rapidly, trying to swallow up the rainbow sun in a head-on confrontation.
The swordsman didn't feel that he was weaker than Jiang Wuji. No matter how much he said he was a first-rate swordsman, Jiang Wuji was only a second-rate martial artist.
But he was also present when Yun Rumo was deposed, so he didn't dare to be careless about Shang Jiang Wuji's Yusanlihua.
However, that roar just now was like a bell in the sky, and Feng Tiansi was like a hurdle in the hearts of the people in the world. Let’s not talk about whether we have taken too long. The important thing is that this hurdle has always been untouched if possible.
Therefore, the words "Fengtian Holds a Knife" are like the fugitive's heart trembling and feeling timid when he hears the police coming.
The swordsman gritted his teeth and immediately killed the thought of not doing anything. He moved his sword horizontally, trying to break the spear's power, and sealed his throat with a sword.
However, when his sword intent reached its peak, the black pear blossoms suddenly disappeared.
"Um?"
Feng Shanhe in the crowd let out a sigh.
"This is... Lin Xiushan's Yin Yang sword technique?"
To put it bluntly, Yin Yang Knife Technique has many feints and a bold focus. If this is the case, why can't guns be used?
When the sword edge was close at hand, Jiang Wuji suddenly put away his gun and switched it to the other side.
Because it was a false move, the whole process was smooth and effortless.
Although the swordsman was extremely surprised, the attack was already completed. At such a close distance, even if his Changhong Sun Strike couldn't kill Jiang Wuji, it would certainly be able to seriously injure him!
As long as the target can be seriously injured, wouldn't the next step be easy?
"Be careful!" the female thief screamed.
Zhou Buyue: "Your opponent is me!"
This damn bloody conversation...
"when!"
The nameless gun could not completely block the opponent's shuriken.
The blade of the sword pressed against the barrel of the gun, turned from the original throat to the shoulder, and stabbed straight!
"laugh!"
"Clang!"
The sword pierced the shoulder and the gun fell to the ground.
The red blood quickly filled the grooves on the sword.
The swordsman raised his eyebrows as he succeeded, preparing to withdraw his sword first and kill Jiang Wuji with the next blow.
However.
"Um?!"
In the swordsman's dilated pupils, Jiang Wuji actually grabbed his sword blade with his bare hands!
That face that was supposed to be handsome, now had eyes that were splitting, like a bloodthirsty maniac!
"you……"
"laugh--"
Before the swordsman could finish his words, a silver sword slashed through his neck.
"That's it?"
If killing the first master was opportunistic, then the second one was a complete fool!
Jiang Wuji knew from the beginning that the other party would not take it lightly.
In the face of a cautious person, if you want to distract him, you can only do it through continuous stimulation.
Therefore, while grabbing the blade, Jiang Wuji took out the silver knife from his waist and chopped it down without any hesitation!
Killing two masters with the force of thunder cannot be described as shocking.
But the killing was done, and those second- and third-rate warriors knew that they had no way out, so they did not stop holding their swords.
The moment Jiang Wuji beheaded the swordsman, three knives landed on his left and right thighs and on his back vest respectively!
Blood splattered everywhere, and the three women's hearts trembled, but they were unable to get away.
"Whoever takes his head will be rewarded with one hundred thousand silver!"
Yun Zhiyang shouted loudly, and everyone was stunned for a moment, then raised their swords and rushed to chop Jiang Wuji's neck.
A swordsman with the advantage of being close to the water tower pulled out the knife embedded in Jiang Wuji's thigh, bringing out a line of blood and raising it above his head!
It was then.
"Bah!"
An egg hit the swordsman squarely in the face.
"?!"
Jiang Wuji originally wanted to make a counterattack, and even thought about the angle of his waist, but what happened to the egg?
Without waiting for everyone's reaction.
Eggs, vegetable leaves, stones...
The people who were watching from a distance came over at some point.
They threw everything they could around them in an attempt to stop the evil deeds in Shuiyun Villa. Among them were a few men with awakened blood, holding hatchets and hoes, eager to try...
A familiar face bore the brunt, it was the dark-skinned fisherman who was bullied by Yun Rumo and others at the dock that day...
This move is not very harmful, but extremely insulting!
The people of Shuiyun Villa, who were used to being aloof and bullying others, never thought that these common people who were still their flesh and blood would dare to "rebel".
You won't be able to react at all, and you won't even know where to start getting angry.
At the same time, Jiang Wuji suddenly reacted.
This time he is not holding the sword for heaven, but for the people!
