The Black Tiger Sect is a well-deserved first-class sect in Jiannan Road. The old sect leader Zhu Dachang has both internal and external skills, and a set of pioneering palm skills that can be said to be extremely proficient. Of course, as a martial arts person, martial arts is important, and reputation is even more important. This Zhu Lao

The most praiseworthy thing about the sect leader is not his martial arts, but his reputation.

Zhu Dachang, who was given the nickname "Tuotianzhang", liked to make friends with heroes all over the world. He was a chivalrous man and good at charity, and he was well-known in the world. Of course, there were some people who secretly called Mr. Zhu a hypocrite, but there were no two.

What about the enemy? What the enemy says may not be accurate, right? When Mr. Zhu was young, he served as a guard for the previous King of Lingnan, and they had such a passionate relationship. Therefore, even the local government had to protect Mr. Zhu

Mainly slightly thin noodles.

In the north of Dangyang County, there is a courtyard with five entrances and a large garden. It is the auxiliary courtyard of the Zhu family. On weekdays, Zhu Juxian, the only son of the old master Zhu, and his family live here. It seems that distinguished guests have moved in these two days, and there are many people at the door.

The few deacons and other people who came from the Zhu family's mansion were not allowed to come near. Not only that, the main house was also given over to the visiting distinguished guest. Even the east and west wings of the main house and the courtyard were given to the guest's entourage.

full.

The famous old master Zhu was walking around in the wing room in the front yard, helpless and sighing. The young master Zhu Juxian was sitting on a sandalwood chair, sipping tea leisurely, with the spring breeze on his face.

The old sect leader Zhu Da often turned around, looked at his proud son, and glared angrily, "What the hell is this!"

Zhu Juxian put the tea cup back on the table and looked at his father nonchalantly, "What's the matter? Of course it's a happy occasion! Your Majesty and I have shared a woman and have the same friendship. Isn't this a good thing?"

Zhu Dachang's hands were shaking with anger. He was about to speak louder, but after thinking about it, he lowered his voice again, "My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky!"

Looking at his father's appearance, Zhu Juxian pointed in the direction of the main room and said, "Dad, she is nothing more than a woman. If a person wants to achieve something big, he can't let go of a woman, so what big thing can he do? Really. As the saying goes, if you can't let go, what big thing can you do?

A child can't trap a wolf, and a wife who can't leave behind can't trap a gangster, not to mention that this gangster is still the majestic King of Lingnan?"

Zhu Dachang had no choice but to pull up a chair and sit down, sighing, "It's already three o'clock in the morning, and the prince hasn't gotten up yet?"

In the main room, Yin Chun, the king of Lingnan, who looked like a fat pig, was playing with a charming woman wearing only a bellyband. The woman sat on Yin Chun's lap, her eyes as charming as silk. Yin Chun used his fingers to lift the woman's chin, "

Little beauty, you are so energetic, I just like little bitches like you, you have taste."

The woman looked into Yin Chun's eyes, smiled charmingly, and said in a coquettish voice, "Oh, Your Majesty, what does this slave's house smell like?"

Yin Chun smiled strangely and pinched the woman's cheek, "Smells, of course it's the scent! Ah? Hahahaha..."

The woman stretched out her slender index finger and stroked Yin Chun's lips, her voice ringing deep in her bones, "My lord, your mouth is so sweet, maybe it's covered in honey?"

Yin Chun took the opportunity to put the woman's finger in his mouth and said vaguely, "Yes, it's Youmi, I just licked it from your little mouth."

Outside the main door, several coughs were heard, "Your Majesty, Lord Zhu wants to see you."

Yin Chun was very unhappy that a good thing was interrupted. He shouted at the door, "I know, I know, it's disappointing!"

Putting the coquettish woman in his arms on the chair, the fat pig-like Yin Chun made a very lewd expression, "Beauty, let's fight for another eight hundred rounds tonight?"

On the grand master's chair in the living room, Yin Chun was sipping Mingqian yellow tea, crossing his legs, and glanced at the painting in the hall, which was a travel picture of a mountain stream by the famous artist Li Mochun of the previous dynasty. Yin Chun curled his lips, and the two arty country bumpkins, the Zhu family and his son, looked at each other.

The fakes are still hung on the wall as treasures.

This is not to say that he, Yin Chun, has any ability to appreciate famous paintings, but because the authentic painting is currently in his residence of the King of Lingnan.

Fortunately, Zhu Juxian didn't know what Yin Chun was thinking. If he knew it, he would definitely vomit blood. It was an "authentic work" that he spent three thousand taels of silver to buy.

Zhu Dachang and Zhu Juxian, father and son, stood aside with their waists bowed. Yin Chunda

He said carelessly, "Master Zhu, why are you standing there? Sit down, sit down, you used to be an old man in our palace, you don't need to be so restrained."

Zhu Dachang bowed repeatedly and said, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. How can I have a seat for my subordinates when Your Majesty is here?"

Yin Chun took a sip of the refreshing yellow tea, stretched out his hand, pointed at another chair, and said slowly, "Hey, you're welcome, Lao Zhu, hurry up, sit down, sit down, if you're too polite, you'll be out."

"I would like to thank you, Your Majesty." Zhu Dachang then tremblingly and respectfully sat down on another chair.

Zhu Juxian asked cautiously from below: "Your Majesty, did you enjoy yourself last night?"

The word satisfaction was written on Yin Chun's face: "Not bad, your wife's work is very good, better than the courtesan in the brothel, I am very satisfied. Zhu Juxian, you are so loyal to me, what reward do you want?"

Zhu Juxian had a flattering look on his face, "Oh, being able to serve the prince is a blessing that the two of us have cultivated in eight lifetimes. Besides, the prince has always been considerate of his servants, so what kind of reward do you want from the prince?"

Yin Chun tapped Zhu Juxian with his finger and said with a bad smile, "Well, you are a good boy. You should go to the higher level. I will give you a real power as a school captain later."

"Oh, thank you for your support! Thank you for your support!" Zhu Juxian was so excited that he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to express his gratitude.

Yin Chun looked contented, "Get up, get up. Come, give Captain Zhu a seat."

Someone from outside agreed and brought a round boat in. Zhu Juxian sat on the round boat, as if he was sitting on a cloud and floating into the clouds. Zhu Juxian couldn't help shouting in his heart: "I, Zhu Juxian, will finally rise to the top!"

Half a month ago, Yin Chun received a tip from a spy that Ximen Yushuang, who had escaped from marriage, appeared in Wuquan Town, Jiannan Road, and disguised his identity and used spies from the Pingxi Prince's Reconnaissance Room to check the details of a young man named Tang Jiusheng.

.

Yin Chunxin could not believe those people sent by the Ximen family to track Ximen Yushuang, so he personally took several masters from the palace, a bunch of losers, and a few maids and took several carriages all the way to Jiannan Road.

According to Dashang's vassal regulations, vassal kings are not allowed to leave their fiefdoms without authorization. If there is any violation, the lighter case will be deprived of the title and demoted, and the serious case will be punished with death. In order to prevent the news from leaking, Yin Chun did not dare to live in Zhu Da's mansion by Mochou Lake.

, but came to the Zhu Family Courtyard in Dangyang and took command, preparing to capture Ximen Yushuang who had escaped from marriage and punish him severely.

Yin Chun, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, straightened his face and sat up straight, "Master Tantai Hall, has Qiankun Hall found out about that bitch?"

Zhu Juxian, who was sitting on the round porridge, couldn't help but trembled. The famous master of Qiankun Hall, Tantai Jianxiong?

Tantai Jianxiong, a tall man in a brocade robe with a sinewy face, bowed and said, "Replying to the prince, according to reports from brothers, Ximen Yushuang is now in a bandit's village in Tongque Mountain."

Yin Chun asked in confusion: "Why did she go to the village? Was she snatched away by bandits to become the wife of the village?"

Tantai Jianxiong shook his head and said: "I am not the wife of Yazhai. According to the report, I am getting together with that boy Tang Jiusheng. I don't know."

Yin Chun gritted his teeth, his fat face was horribly distorted, even if he drank up the water from three rivers, it was difficult to wash away his face, which was full of shame. For a noble vassal, his woman was taken away by a young man casually. How could he endure it? How could he endure it?

?The precious Lingquan purple pottery cup in his hand was crushed to pieces.

Zhu Juxian, who was sitting on the round table below, felt a pain in his heart. He had paid a high price to ask someone to buy it. Then he thought about it, forget it, my wife has contributed, the cup is nothing, compared with his own future, it is nothing.

thing.

Yin Chun calmed down and asked coldly, "Master Tantai Hall, how many people are there in that village?"

"Go back to the prince, there are seven or eight leaders and six to seven hundred minions."

"How strong is Tang Jiusheng, the son of the national master Tang Laotou, who was born in Juren?"

"Hui Wangye, I don't know yet, but judging from the fact that he was able to beat up He Laohu in Wuquan Town, he should be a fourth-grade real person.

Above strength."

"Master Tantai Hall, Master Zhu Sect, gather some people later. We will go to the village tomorrow and kill all the people in the village. Isn't Mr. Tang going to block my way north on Jiangnan Road? I want to chop it with my own hands.

He killed his son and asked Old Man Tang to give away the white-haired one to the black-haired one! Then tie this bitch Ximen Yushuang back, and I will immerse her in a pig cage!" The furious Yin Chun slapped the table with his palm.

Immediately a bloated and fat handprint was dented.

"Also, when you go out, don't call me Prince, call me 'Master'."

Zhu Dachang stood up from his chair in a hurry, bowed together with Tantai Jianxiong and said, "I understand, Master."

Not long ago, the green forest heroes who were chased by the officers and soldiers fled to Tongque Mountain and temporarily built a Dazhai. There was an abandoned Taoist temple in the mountain, which was converted into a Juyi Hall by these bandits. In front of the Juyi Hall,

On the flagpole that had just been erected, the apricot-yellow flag of "Walking for Heaven" rustled in the wind.

There is a large piece of natural flat land not far in front of the Juyi Hall, which serves as a martial arts field. Fatty Jiang sat on the temporary platform and watched Zhong Lai and others direct hundreds of brothers to divide into teams, practice formations, and teach drills.

martial arts.

Half a mile away from the martial arts arena, an earthen wall was built condescendingly as a gateway, blocking the road up the mountain. There were more than a dozen minions, led by a small leader, guarding there. There were some bows and arrows, crossbows, rolling logs, and stone hammers nearby. Look.

It just seemed a bit like a copycat.

Yesterday evening, the village was very lively. Fatty Jiang's cousin, the current master of the village, returned, and his martial arts was also at the fifth level, similar to Ximen Yushuang. Seeing that Tang Jiu Sheng also used a knife, he felt itchy and insisted on dragging Tang Jiu Sheng to spar.

Discuss.

Tang Jiusheng didn't show much politeness towards this thirty-year-old man. After ten rounds of fighting, he kicked Zhonglai to the ground. He didn't want Zhonglai to get up from the ground, and he was convinced and admired.

He wanted to recognize Tang Jiusheng as the boss and make Tang Jiusheng laugh or cry.

There were two brothers in the village. They saw Ximen Yushuang beheading Lao Song during the day. They were not convinced and took the initiative to challenge Ximen Yushuang. However, they were severely punished by Ximen Yushuang on the martial arts field and then calmed down.

No way. In a place like Shanzhai, strength speaks. Whoever is strong will get everyone's respect, and whoever is strong will have the right to speak.

Tang Jiusheng chatted with Zhong Lai and gave him some pointers on sword skills and internal skills. Zhong Lai, who had been stuck in the fifth-level realm for several years and could not break through, was promoted from the fifth-level realm to the fourth-level realm overnight. He was very interested in the boss he had just recognized.

Tang Jiu Sheng fell even more deeply in admiration.

In the world of Dashang, warriors range from the eighth or ninth rank, which is not popular, to the highest first rank, depending on their strength.

At the second level and below, each level can be roughly divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

The highest level is divided into five levels, namely the entry-level Wucheng realm, the advanced Wuling realm, the intermediate Wuxuan realm, the high-level Wusheng realm, and the peak Martial God realm.

The ordinary warriors in the world are basically between the eighth and ninth grade to the third grade. The second grade masters are occasionally outstanding in the world. The masters who reach the second grade are basically the heads of small and medium-sized sects, or the guest ministers of large sects.

, elder.

Most of the masters who have reached the first level have only heard of their names and never seen them. Even if they have just entered the martial arts realm, fighting in the realms below the first level is like an adult bullying a five-year-old child. By the time they reach the martial arts realm, they have already transcended.

In the realm of ordinary people, which immortal can have the same understanding as ordinary people?

Especially the top twenty on the Jianghu Masters Ranking list, each one is more mysterious than the last, like a dragon that sees its head but never its tail. For example, in the past ten years, Xie Wuchen, who ranked first in the Jianghu Masters Ranking, was always confused every time he went out.

Riding on a white crane, he floated here and there with an air of immortality that made countless martial arts people admire him.

There is only one exception among the current top twenty martial arts masters, and that is the world-famous and powerful Yang Jingzhong who has just defeated the famous killer Kuang Ying, who is ranked nineteenth in the world, and has successfully entered the top twenty.
Chapter completed!