If there are strong and weak Buffs.
Whatever the people want, they will be invincible!
Qin Moli and Yun Zhiyang restrained each other.
Although Ji Xiaowan couldn't beat Zhou Buyue, she could use Qinggong to scrape continuously. Once Zhou Buyue was distracted, she could stab Zhou Buyue with a sword.
Therefore, in addition to a dozen second- and third-rate warriors, Jiang Wuji only had to resist the pressure of three first-rate masters.
At this time, two masters had been killed, and the remaining one was restrained by Lu Xiaolu. As a result, only the second and third rate were left.
And these people's minds are undoubtedly the most easily shaken.
The resistance of the people created an excellent opportunity for Jiang Wuji. Although he was injured in many places, Jiang Wuji still used both sword and gun to complete his final mission!
Seeing this situation, the master who was shaking with Lu Xiaolu finally broke through the defense. After resisting Xiaolu's sword blow, he turned around and ran away without even looking back...
"Old Gou Yun, did you ever think you would be where you are today!"
Jiang Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned with his teeth bared.
Yun Zhiyang really didn't think about it.
A sword wielder with a second-rate cultivation actually overthrew his Shuiyun Villa.
Those people who are like ants dare to resist! For Yun Zhiyang, this is an insult, more painful than losing Shuiyun Villa!
"A group of ants also want to overturn the world?!"
In a rage, the livid-faced Yun Zhiyang forced Qin Moli back dozens of feet with one punch!
Immediately afterwards, he exerted his understanding of the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen to the extreme, giving up the opportunity to kill Jiang Wuji, and instead directed his fist wind at the crowd!
"Die, die to me!"
The fierce fist wind roared.
If it were really involved in the crowd, the casualties would be unimaginable!
But at this time, Jiang Wuji appeared in the center of the fist wind, standing in front of those strangers!
"don't want……"
The female thief gasped, and Qin Moli and Lu Xiaolu failed to react.
Is this guy crazy?
Yun Zhiyang's punch was not meant to kill him at all!
It's a pity, if only the heart armor was the resurrection armor... Jiang Wuji sighed secretly, regretting standing up as a human shield, but he knew that even if he had to do it over again, it would still be the same.
Perhaps, it is because the blood of previous civilizations still flows in the body.
Even if it is incompatible with this era, the belief will never change.
A critical moment.
Jiang Wuji felt something fall from above his head, and then Yun Zhiyang's devastating fist wind disappeared!
"What? It seems like a knife?..."
Seeing this situation, Yun Zhiyang couldn't help but froze, and his eyes fell on a bamboo hat among the crowd.
At this time, Feng Shanhe, who had been eating for a long time, walked out of the crowd with a willow leaf in his mouth.
"Your Excellency is..."
Insight, Jade Bones, Transformation of Mind... As masters, Yun Zhiyang and Qin Moli immediately guessed the cultivation level of the visitor.
The master of transformation!
"Hey, you ask me?"
Feng Shanhe pressed the brim of his hat and pinched the willow root at the corner of his mouth with one hand.
"Walking and seeing and taking it easy, listening and forgetting and following the wind."
"Fengtiansi, golden sword, Fengshanhe!"
Damn it, so embarrassing, so good! Jiang Wuji swore wildly, but his heart felt much better at this point.
Early the morning before yesterday, he received a reply from Fathead Fish.
The letter said that Feng Shanhe would come to help, and also mentioned Feng Shanhe's behavior.
To put it simply, this guy likes to show up at critical moments, because this way he can highlight his personality...
Therefore, Jiang Wuji took today's series of bold actions and said that he had a perfect plan.
I just didn’t expect this guy to be able to choose the time...
The appearance of Feng Shanhe made this anti-evil operation no longer suspense.
Even Yun Zhiyang, who had comprehended the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen, didn't say a second word at this moment and just wanted to run away.
The scar on his neck was left by the knife maniac!
If he hadn't knelt in front of Dao Kuang and vowed to benefit the people in the future, he would have died long ago!
Yun Zhiyang retreated decisively, but Feng Shanhe just stretched his waist, and an invisible sword intent penetrated his Dantian.
"Whoa!"
Yun Zhiyang spat out a mouthful of old blood, fell from the roof, and hit the ground hard.
As for Zhou Buyue, the Tongtian Stick, he didn't dare to move at all, not even a little bit.
"Let me go, let me go, I'll give you all the money!"
Yun Zhiyang, who had been separated from Qin Moli for a long time, seemed to have fallen from the altar in an instant.
Being deposed at the age of eighty, he is now like a twilight old man who may run out of energy at any time.
However, facing Yun Zhiyang's begging for mercy, Feng Shanhe raised his eyes nonchalantly and flicked his fingers.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!"
When the knife passed by, Yun Zhiyang's hands and feet were completely disabled, and he screamed in agony.
Then, he looked at Jiang Wuji, who was stained with blood on his government uniform, raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Release or kill?"
You know how to pretend... Jiang Wuji clasped his fists and bowed, stepped forward and grabbed Yun Zhiyang's hair, and dragged him to Fushui Pier not far away in full view of everyone.
Everyone followed closely, but the whole process was extremely quiet.
Everyone seems to be waiting for the final scene to come.
"Plop!"
Jiang Wuji pressed the disabled old dog's head on a chopping board.
There are vendors at the dock who kill first and sell them now. Don't have too many chopping boards. Jiang Wuji specially picked a big one.
"No, no, no, no, no, Master Jiang, I, I, I..."
Extreme fear coupled with the huge gap made Yun Zhiyang become incoherent.
Jiang Wuji glanced at the huge crowd, and then shouted in a deep voice.
"Shuiyun Villa colludes with the bureaucrats and preys on the common people! Killing people for money is just one of them. The evil deeds are endless!"
"Such an act has angered both humans and gods, and killed both heaven and earth! Today, Jiang held a sword from heaven and first beheaded the dog official, and then the bully!"
"The clouds are lifted and the sun appears, and the water in the pavilion is restored to peace!"
As soon as the words fell, the silver knife followed.
"laugh--"
At this moment, the hearts of the people in Tingshui County fell to the ground along with the head with few hairs.
…
Shuiyun Villa.
Jiang Wuji sat at the main seat in the lobby.
Qin Moli frowned and helped treat the wound.
Ji Xiaowan put mist in her eyes and carefully bandaged the treated wound.
Although Jiang Wuji looked miserable now, his injuries were actually much better than those against Yun Rumo a few days ago.
After all, Yun Rumo is a first-rate master who has experienced the Nine Tribulations of Tianmen, and he cannot be compared to those of today.
Oh yes, there are also deer.
The little deer was peeling an orange, secretly stuffing a piece into his mouth, and then stuffing a piece into Jiang Wuji's mouth...
As for the people of Shuiyun Villa, they were in disarray after losing Yun Zhiyang, so there was nothing to fear.
However, what Jiang Wuji didn't expect was that Feng Shanhe didn't come alone. Yang Hongshan, who had no martial ethics, also came along with his subordinates.
Moreover, before Yun Zhiyang's death, Yang Hongshan had already sealed the villa and was still dealing with trivial matters.
As for the evidence, both Li Zhaocai and Zhou Buyue, who are waiting for legal sanctions, are willing to cooperate.
Even if the two of them don't cooperate, the people of Tingshui County will stand up and testify. Jiang Wuji no longer needs to care about these matters.
While Jiang Wuji was enjoying it, he secretly looked at the legendary figure in front of him, Feng Shanhe.
They are both masters, and the transformation of the mind is completely crushing the jade bones. In comparison, Qin Moli, the jade bone, and Yun Zhiyang, the insight master, are evenly matched, which is a bit different...
There is a scar on Feng Shanhe's face, across his right eye. It is not long and he is not blind.
There are several scars on the exposed back of the hand, all of them are old wounds, probably left before entering the Huayi.
Perhaps sensing Jiang Wuji's gaze, Feng Shanhe lowered the brim of his hat and said calmly: "The turmoil here has subsided, so Feng took his leave. We will see you again when we are destined."
Jiang Wuji: "Are you on a business trip again?"
"On business trip?"
"I mean, Feng Jindao has something important to do? If it's not urgent, let's have a drink?"
Jiang Wuji obviously wanted to build relationships, but his status was too high.
"No, I haven't had the thought of drinking in the past few days. Feng did it casually, don't be surprised."
"Then... okay, see you in Jianghu!" Jiang Wuji clasped his fists.
Feng Shanhe smiled lightly, turned around and walked outside.
"Just walk and see and be calm, listen and forget and..."
"Wait!"
Jiang Wuji ruthlessly interrupted Feng Shanhe's pretentious lines. The latter stomped on his feet and seemed a little unhappy.
"Jiang Wuji, what else do you want?"
"It's not an important thing." Jiang Wuji chuckled and said, "Walking and seeing and taking it easy, listening and forgetting and following the wind, don't you think the Fengjin Dao is too long? And... the position is almost meaningless."
"Stop talking nonsense! This is a gift from my master. How can you, a kid like you, judge it?"
Jiang Wuji did not refute, but said: "Feng Jin Dao has experienced hundreds of battles. He must have killed many thieves in his life, and almost died at the hands of thieves many times. I also heard that Feng Jin Dao joined the army when he was young. It is not appropriate to calmly follow the wind in such a turbulent life..."
"How about I send you Feng Jin Dao?"
"Heh, let's talk about it." Feng Shanhe disagreed.
Jiang Wuji coughed dryly, cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Death is like the wind, always with me!"
After saying this, Feng Shanhe's back swayed obviously, and the three women also cast surprised looks.
Death is like the wind, always with me!
Why is there an inexplicable feeling of passion? At the same time, is there an unruly feeling?
After a while, Feng Shanhe turned around and clasped his fists: "Jiang Yandao is a great talent, Feng Mou thanks you here!"
"You are Welcome……"
"Next time, I'll buy you a drink!"
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
"Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
"Death is like the wind, always with me! Hahaha..."
After Feng Shanhe left, the attentive female thief asked softly: "What's wrong with you? Why do you have goosebumps?"
Jiang Wuji: "It's okay, normal reaction..."
