Li Guan raised the corner of his eye.

He touched it back and planned to pick up the bow.

Seeing that all my bows were gone, I felt heartbroken.

Damn it, what kind of bastard has unclean hands and feet.

Did you pick up my bow?!

One thousand five hundred and thirty thousand dollars!

Damn it, Hui Chun Tang’s wages are one thousand three hundred and fifty months.

The eldest lady will definitely not reimburse me.

The young man was not sure what was going on with this mountain-like formation. There were too many people. He didn't see anyone from the Xue family here. Instead, there were many city defense scouts. After knowing that someone from the imperial court was dealing with Mr. Xue,

Li Guanyi became more cautious.

Unsure of the real situation, he did not show up rashly, but walked slowly and rushed back in a big arc, planning to find Mr. Xue first.

It's just that the Soushan formation is too big and there aren't many routes to choose from.

Li Guan ran into two fugitives.

They were two warriors entering the country. They saw Li Guanyi, who was wearing a blue shirt, stained with blood, and carrying an ink knife that was also bumpy. First, he was stunned, and then he saw the military attache badge on Li Guanyi's waist, and realized that this was the one who

The young military attache who shouted to open the door and leave the city did not hesitate and pounced on Li Guanyi.

The inner Qi bursts out at the entry level.

They have already practiced the exercises after entering the country.

The speed, strength, moves, and the fighting spirit at this moment are not comparable to the martial arts before entering the country. The murderous intention is not inferior to Qian Zheng, and Li Guanyi relied on a bow and arrow to kill Qian Zheng before, but now he has lost his bow and arrow.

The two surrounded him, and Li Guanyi held the ink knife that was full of holes and holes.

Rush forward suddenly.

The scent of entry emanates.

The two fugitives' hearts tightened and then relaxed.

This aura is pure but scattered. It is obvious that he has not practiced the art of entering the country and has not completely improved his strength. He must have just entered the country. The two men slashed with one left and one right. Li Guan held the knife, turned around, and suddenly

Sweep.

One against two is a taboo for military strategists.

The white tiger roared, and a trace of light emitted from the blade.

It was crisp and clear, not like the sound of weapons clashing.

The Mo knife easily cut through, and the weapons of the two fugitives who entered the country were cut off.

The expressions on their faces solidified.

The blade flew out and failed to hurt Li Guanyi at all, but Li Guanyi had already swept over with a kick while sweeping. The red dragon circled and stepped hard on the face of the fugitive on the left with his right foot. The white tiger's breath

It turned into red fire, and the color of fire visible to the naked eye flashed.

The fugitive screamed, his face was black, and he stumbled back with his face covered. Large blisters appeared on his face. Although he was not injured, he temporarily lost his combat effectiveness. Li Guan threw it with his backhand, and the ink knife penetrated his heart directly.

Another fugitive was about to escape, but Li Guan swooped forward and hit the latter's back with his knees.

The fugitive was suppressed, and Li Guan pinched the fugitive's neck with both hands.

The golden breath flashed across his fingers.

The leather-like skin of the entering warrior was instantly cut off, and blood exploded.

Li Guanyi breathed a sigh of relief.

The rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling. I had just taken a long breath after playing the money before, but now I could only take a few breaths. The two entry warriors died under Li Guanyi's moves. The young man let go of his hand and found that the Qi of the Breaking Formation Song in his body was exhausted.

Fully seventy percent.

The Dharma is easy to use.

It just consumes too much vitality.

With Dharma form, he is basically much stronger than martial artists of the same level.

It belongs to level A. The hidden area is big.

Anyone whose face is burned by fire will become confused and confused, and the White Tiger Qi Machine cutting off the weapon is a way to gain the upper hand and is extremely easy to use.

Li Guanyi touched the corpse and found two waist badges, and he was from the border army.

He grinned, wondering if Yue Qianfeng had given priority to arresting those who were from the army when arresting fugitives. He grabbed this waist card and went to the city. After all, he met Zhao Dabing on the way. The young man saw an acquaintance.

, breathed a sigh of relief when chatting.

This sturdy man turned pale, took a step back suddenly, and his hair stood on end.

It seemed like he had seen a ghost.

Then he immediately reacted and said with great joy: "Brother, are you still alive?!!"

Li Guanyi: "I'm not dead in the first place."

Zhao Dabing was overjoyed and quickly told him many things.

Li Guanyi borrowed his horse, turned over, and rode towards Guan Yicheng. At this moment, the matter had just ended, and the gate of Guan Yicheng was closed. The soldiers guarding the city had sharp eyes and saw the young man wearing a blue shirt.

When the blood came, his face was startled, he was wary at first, then he was overjoyed and shouted:

"Open the door, open the door!"

"Ah? The master said you won't open the door!"

"Fuck you, this is Mr. Li, the ninth-grade martial officer who just came out of battle. Open the door!"

"ah?!"

When they saw the young man's bravery, they admired him in their hearts. They were all happy to see him come back alive. The soldiers in armor bowed their hands at the city gate in salute and opened the city gate again. Only then did the people in the city calm down and saw the gate open.

, when my heart was tense, a red horse jumped out, and a young man with a knife galloped on horseback.

His clothes were stained with blood, he had a knife on his waist, and his black hair was flying.

Really true.

Fresh clothes, angry horses, young and heroic spirit.

The people who were saved by him cheered. When this sound came out, some people were always curious, so people also talked about the courage of this young man, and some people laughed with joy as if they were relieved that he was back.

Li Guanyi rode to Nawenhui. When he went there, many young scholars were praising Li Guanyi - he was a competitor, but there was no need to suppress the dead competitor. Praise the young man as much as possible, and he would be better able to show off.

One's own magnanimity.

"The brave man is benevolent and righteous, and Brother Li is so heroic that he is truly the best among men."

"I'm not as good as me."

"Yes, we are far better off than we are."

Only an old man in the corner kicked a handful of peanuts and looked at this scene and laughed crazily. The Xuangui next to him did the same. A young man from an aristocratic family shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that Brother Li is in danger, otherwise..."

"What are you talking about? Brother Li is a good person and a good person. He will definitely turn bad luck into good luck."

"Yes, yes, when Brother Li comes back, we are willing to respect him as the leader of our scholars in Guanyicheng. Who can be worthy of such a talented and courageous man, and a man of benevolence and righteousness?"

All the scholars agreed.

Siming clutched his stomach, almost choking to death from laughing.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves and the laughter of the common people were heard outside. Many scholars were stunned, and then the servants exclaimed. The door opened, and the neighing of the war horses was like a dragon's roar. A maroon horse jumped directly, and people

Standing up, there is a heroic young man sitting on a horse, with a blue shirt stained with blood and a knife at his waist.

There were wooden signs one after another, and he dismounted.

"Everyone."

The young man stepped forward, glanced over, and replied:

"Li Guanyi, come."

As a result, the voices of all the scholars at this literary meeting were frozen.

The cultural gathering was completely silent.

Wei Si Ming fell back and sat on the ground, stroking his hands and laughing.
Chapter completed!