It rained heavily before I knew it.
The people in the city quickly quickened their pace and hid under the eaves.
The people were all watching the heavy rain. In their impression, it seemed that it had never rained so heavily in Xishu, and they didn't know if the weather was really going to change.
Leng Weinan looked outside the courtyard. There were already a group of people standing there with expressionless faces.
These people must be very powerful if they can enter the alley so smoothly.
There was a man slowly walking through the crowd and walking to the front with a fierce look on his face. If his gaze could kill, then his gaze must be the sharpest sword in the world.
Leng Weinan folded his sleeves with his hands and said with a smile: "You guys didn't even know what to say before you came, so I could send someone to pick you up at the alley with an umbrella."
The person walking at the front said angrily: "Leng, don't talk nonsense. After this one was defeated by Chengzao, I am still in a hurry to seek revenge from Gu Xiaotian."
The leader of this trip was He Qiyong. He suffered a complete defeat in East Vietnam, so much so that his entire Yan Luo Tower army was annihilated. For this reason, he did not dare to return to the Quanwuhui for fear of being punished. .
I have been hiding in the East for a long time, and I am always on tenterhooks every day. I will be very nervous if there is any slightest disturbance.
When Qian Qingxuan found He Qiyong, He Qiyong's head was smashed, his nose was full of tears, and he only asked Qian Qingxuan to give him a chance to redeem himself.
When this trip came to Xishu, He Qiyong naturally felt a fire in his stomach.
Once upon a time, he was also a respected poster, but now he has become a polished commander. He naturally turned his hatred towards Gu Xiaotian.
But what he never expected was that Qian Qingxuan would ask him to deal with Leng Weinan, which made him even more angry.
He's just a bad old man, no one can deal with him the same way, so why do you care about him so much?
The two people's eyes met at this moment. He Qiyong was already impatient. As for talking trash before the battle, he didn't have the patience.
There was a "boom".
A wave of air suddenly rose in front of Leng Weinan, and then the sound of breaking rain passed through his ears. The wave of air gradually expanded, like a long knife, striking at Leng Weinan's heart.
The movement in He Qiyong's hand did not slow down because of this. He reached out and pulled to the side, and pulled out a long black knife. He held it tightly in his hand, his feet were a little bit in the rain, and his whole body was like a bow and arrow leaving the string, and he was pointing towards it. Weinan flew away quickly due to the cold.
Leng Weinan squinted his eyes and saw He Qiyong's movements clearly, and couldn't help but curl his lips.
Now he finally understood why Qian Qingxuan kept He Qiyong. .
Leng Weinan slowly raised his arm and waved forward, and a strong demonic aura instantly surrounded the air wave.
The air waves began to agitate in the demonic aura, but as time went by, the frequency of the agitation gradually weakened and soon subsided.
At this time, He Qiyong had already rushed over, and the corners of his mouth curved in an arc.
He is indeed a bad old man, and he doesn't need to put in much effort at all.
The sword energy cut across him, and the long knife instantly pierced the edge of Leng Weinan's sleeve.
The edge turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
However, the next moment, He Qiyong's face suddenly darkened.
Leng Weinan didn't move even half a step, but stretched out two fingers to clamp He Qiyong's black long knife.
He Qiyong gritted his teeth and wanted to move the knife forward, but found that the energy in his body began to become disordered, and some of it was not obeying his control, and was about to rush out of his body at any time.
After taking a closer look, I realized that there were traces of evil spirit spreading along the black long knife.
He Qiyong quickly let go of the black long knife, stepped back, stretched out a finger and touched one of his acupuncture points, and then forced the evil spirit out of his body.
Seeing this, Leng Weinan shook his head helplessly and said, "The reason Qian Qingxuan keeps you is because he wants to pass on the Great Compassion to you."
He Qiyong smiled and said: "Master Erwushou can master such a unique skill
It was taught to me, and I felt grateful even before it was too late. It also loosened the bottleneck that I had not been able to break through for many years. "
Leng Weinan pressed hard with two fingers, and the long black knife disappeared immediately.
He said slowly: "But this great compassion gift is fake."
He Qiyong frowned.
"Do you really think Qian Qingxuan can be so kind as to give the Great Compassion Gift to someone like you?"
Leng Weinan smiled and said: "I just want you to try out whether this Great Compassion Fu is true or not. Now it seems that this Great Compassion Fu is also fake."
Nowadays, even Qian Qingxuan probably doesn’t know which of the Great Compassion poems in the world is authentic.
The Great Compassion Fu was lost a long time ago. Qian Qingxuan went to great lengths to find these few copies of the Great Compassion Fu, but he could not tell whether they were true or false, so he had to leave them to his servants to try.
Shen Wushuang, the leader of the Four Martial Arts, is the best example.
All we know is that the Dabei Fu recorded in the Great Compassion has five levels, and Shen Wushuang has reached the fourth level. Logically speaking, the Great Compassion Fu in Shen Wu's hands should be the authentic one.
But the strange thing is that it is strange that Shen Wushuang, a martial arts fanatic who is obsessed with martial arts, has only spent a lot of effort to practice the Great Compassion to the fourth level, but has not been able to break through to the fifth level. This makes Qian Qingxuan had to doubt the authenticity of the Great Compassion.
Therefore, she found He Qiyong and handed one of the Great Compassion Fu to him.
But looking at it now, He Qiyong's Great Compassion is probably even more fake than the one in Shen Wu's hands.
Leng Weinan shook his head helplessly and said, "If you didn't practice this gift of great compassion, you might still have a chance of escaping from me, but it's very difficult now."
He Qiyong was about to taunt, but suddenly felt a pain in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, his heart felt like a needle pricking him, making him unable to straighten up, and his expression became ferocious.
"To be precise, this book of Great Compassion is just an ordinary sorcery book. It is very difficult to use it to deal with the art of mind control, not to mention how brave you are. You will start practicing this book. Since Dabei Fu, you are already a monster, do you really think of yourself as a human being?"
Leng Weinan showed a deceitful smile and said, "Since you are already a demon, do you really want to conquer me?"
The group of old gangsters standing behind Leng Weinan could no longer hold back, and finally saw Leng Weinan turn around and walk towards them.
This group of old gangsters swarmed forward, each using their magical powers.
Now that the biggest threat, He Qiyong, has been eliminated, there is actually no need to deal with the minions who followed He Qiyong.
Half a quarter of an hour later, He Qiyong was pinned to the ground by the old gangsters. The alley was already full of corpse marks, and bright red blood covered the floor in the alley. Even such heavy rain could not stop him for a while. Not flushed clean.
Leng Weinan had been hiding from the rain under the eaves, watching the scene happily. When things came to an end, he slowly walked out from under the eaves, put his toes on He Qiyong's chin, and asked, "He Qiyong, I There is another chance for you to live, do you want to know?"
He Qiyong's eyes were already full of fear. What kind of bad old man was he in front of him at this moment?
He is clearly the Demon King!
He Qiyong hurriedly said in a panic: "Please ask Master Leng to show He Qiyong a way out."
Leng Weinan smiled slightly and his eyes drifted into the distance.
The news of He Qiyong's defeat also reached Qian Qingxuan's ears.
The landlord following Qian Qingxuan looked a little flustered.
He was also in the same situation as He Qiyong, but the only difference between him and He Qiyong was that he came to him to die on his own.
Qian Qingxuan did not feel sorry for this, but said with some regret: "Now it seems that He Qiyong should be loyal to Leng Weinan in order to survive."
The landowner said cautiously: "Second Military Chief, do you want to go down and kill him?"
Qian Qingxuan smiled and shook his head and said: "There is no need to do anything unnecessary. His life is not long. Let him live a little longer so that he can open his eyes and see the world every second."
The landowner nodded and said no more.
two
When people walked out of the attic where they were staying, the landlord thoughtfully held an umbrella aside. Looking at the heavy rain that showed no signs of stopping, Qian Qingxuan smiled.
The landowner cleared his throat and asked in a low voice: "Master Erwushou, what should I do next?"
The landlord was naturally grateful to Qian Qingxuan.
When they were defeated in Dongyue, the entire Jinyu Building was involved in a lot of trouble. The identity of the owner of the building, the God of Wealth, was also exposed, which made the finances of the All Martial Arts Association even more tense.
In this world, although money is not everything, being without money is absolutely impossible.
Without money, those bandits would definitely not be able to do anything for the All-Martial Arts Association. Without money, many things would be impossible to manage, and every step would be difficult.
The landlord then said: "Fan Miao and Yin Zheng from the Tiandi Alliance will arrive at the border of Xishu this evening. Are we going to let them in like this?"
Qian Qingxuan thought for a while and said: "Those two people should not be provoked easily. If they do not take action, we do not have to rush to take action. You must know who is behind these two people."
When Gu Qingfeng was mentioned, even Qian Qingxuan's face looked a little bad.
There is no doubt that Gu Qingfeng is the biggest thorn in the All Martial Arts Association's side.
I have always wanted to get rid of this person, but I have never been able to get rid of him. The reason is simply that he is not strong enough.
Gu Qingfeng's terrifying strength may only be comparable to that of the Great Wushou.
The landlord nodded, took out a secret letter from his pocket and handed it to Qian Qingxuan.
When Qian Qingxuan opened it, his face became more melancholy.
"The Tianji Tower was defeated and Yuan Huaqing disappeared."
There are only a few words on it, but it reveals a lot of information.
Tianji Tower has always been responsible for the action planning of the All-Martial Arts Association, and is managed by Yuan Huaqing, the leader of the three martial arts, but this Yuan Huaqing may not be someone who works sincerely for the All-Martial Arts Association.
Among the seven martial chiefs of the Quan Wuhui, except for the loyal dog Shen Wushuang and the sword madman Liang Yuguan, most of the other martial leaders have their own little thoughts, and the affairs of the Quan Wuhui are just done casually. In short, if they are really in a critical situation, most people will choose to protect themselves wisely.
These seven military chiefs have undergone many changes over the years, and the only ones who have always been in office are the Great Chief, the Second Chief, and the Third Chief.
Yuan Huaqing, the leader of the three martial arts, is the oldest and is not of the same generation as Qian Qingxuan. He had already gained some fame in the world when Qian Qingxuan was still in his infancy.
As for his purpose of joining the All-Martial Arts Association, Qian Qingxuan has been secretly investigating, but he has not found out anything about it.
Qian Qingxuan twitched the corners of his lips, put away the secret letter, and sighed: "I'm afraid the Sanwu Chief can't hold it back any longer. Gu Qingfeng should be coming to Xishu soon."
The landowner was startled and asked quickly: "Then Second Military Chief, if we don't act quickly now, are we really going to watch Gu Qingfeng become the biggest fisherman?"
Qian Qingxuan didn't care about this, shook his head and said: "No, Gu Qingfeng doesn't care who wins or loses in Xishu, he always has only one goal."
As he spoke, Qian Qingxuan pointed at himself and then at the landlord.
"It's our All-Martial Arts Association."
