"Ma Shangfeng!" Zhou Laodao stood calmly in the middle of the city gate, looking coldly at the middle-aged man who was coming straight towards him: "I guess it's time for you to come forward."

Lu Qian's spiritual thoughts swept over Ma Shangfeng's body, and he instantly analyzed the depth of his strength.

Taking Zhou Laodao as a specimen, Zhou Laodao's physical strength is ten, while Ma Shangfeng's physical strength is only six or so. In Zhou Laodao's body, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is transformed, and the qi and blood are integrated into one body.

If his strange power is ten, then Ma Shangfeng only has a little over four.

Overall, Ma Shangfeng's strength is only about 30% of Zhou Laodao's.

As a true cultivator of Taoism, Zhou Laodao said that he could chop off Ma Shangfeng with two or three swords, and it was indeed true.

"Let go of my son!" Ma Shangfeng stopped less than a foot away from Zhou Laodao, clenched his fists with both hands, and stared at Zhou Laodao: "What the children are doing, what kind of person are you, Zhou Laodao?

How can a big man bully a small man like this?"

Zhou Laodao stroked his chin with his left hand, and lightly stroked the handle of the cloak hanging on his waist with his right hand, and said solemnly: "I really shouldn't bully the small ones when it comes to the children's activities. I admit that you are right!

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Pi Xiaorou twitched the corner of his mouth without a smile, and Zhou Laodao's tone became extremely cold: "It's just that the children's activities, fighting each other, and having their arms and legs broken, it's because I have no ability, and I deserve it."

Get beaten... Your baby is so capable, he actually went to hide in the Ximen Biao Camp and mobilized the rangers of the Ximen Biao Camp to besiege these two idiots of ours!"

Ma Shangfeng's face changed slightly, his eyes flickered, and he quickly glanced at Madian, who was tied up tightly in the motorcade.

Zhou Laodao said coldly: "These two incompetent idiots in my family deserve to be taught a lesson. But luckily, my seed, Zhengqi, and the rangers from Ximen Biao Camp were unable to do anything to them, and instead were knocked down by them.

Quite a few.”

"It's just that this wind can't last long!"

Zhou Laodao took two steps forward, approached Ma Shangfeng, and whispered: "This time, your sissy mobilized the rangers to attack our two idiots. What about next time? Can you mobilize the rangers and take advantage of the situation?

When I went out to do business, you slaughtered my entire family?"

Ma Shangfeng took two steps back violently and hissed: "There is absolutely no reason for this..."

Before Ma Shangfeng finished speaking, one of the men behind Ma Shangfeng bared his chest and only tied a breast shield with a thin iron chain on his chest. The man who exposed a large area of ​​dark skin and chest hair let out a strange scream and carried a five-foot

The four men were stunned and rushed towards Zhou Laodao.

"Brother, Zhou Laodao is used to being domineering... Why are you trying to reason with him? Trick him!"

Ma Shangfeng's eyes twitched wildly, and he waved his hands hastily: "Wait a minute!"

It was too late to say that, but soon, the man had already waved his mace and smashed Zhou Laodao on the head with great courage. Zhou Laodao laughed strangely in anger, and the cloak knife spurted out with a "choking" sound, and a cold light appeared.

Like a whirlwind, it rushed towards the four stunned swords with a "swish" sound.

'choke'!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the four maces were chopped off by Zhou Laodao. The blade curled up, and the reckless man screamed strangely, and blood exploded from his chest. The goggles were split into two pieces, and there was almost a big disembowelment, and there was blood.

Amid the splash, he covered the wound with both hands and stepped backwards with a pale expression.

Many men traveling with Ma Shangfeng shouted in unison: "Brother, this is too much bullying, I can't bear it!"

Each of these men seemed to have been given a shot of blood, howling and screaming, charging forward on horseback, and charging straight towards Zhou Laodao.

Zhou Laodao sneered and faced him head-on without any fear. The cloak knife in his hand brought out a white and cold light. The sword light was more than a foot long, and a large blade light enveloped his whole body. For a moment, only the sword light was visible.

, there was no one in sight. All that could be heard was the howling of ghosts and wolf howls from the charging men. Their weapons were broken, blood splattered, and they immediately fell to the ground together with their horses.

Seeing that things had come to this, Ma Shangfeng's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Zhou Laodao, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

With a wave of his right hand, Ma Shangfeng grabbed the hilt of the sword hanging on his waist, like a cloak knife. The cold light on the hilt flashed, and a blade of more than four feet long erupted from the originally bare hilt. Green light flowed in the room,

I heard the sound of wind blowing up, and wisps of small breeze wrapped around the blade of the sword, and there was a "swish" sound, and it stabbed at Zhou Laodao randomly!

The shadow of the sword is so fast that the trajectory of the sword's edge can hardly be seen clearly. As the name suggests, the sword of Ma Shangfeng is indeed like the shadow of the wind, taking the path of a fast sword.

However, Zhou Laodao had an absolute advantage in cultivation. The cloak sword in his hand was three points faster than Ma Shangfeng's sword, and the force on the sword was several times stronger.

The green sword shadow slightly touched the white sword light, and the sword shadow immediately shattered.

When the 'real cultivators' in the wasteland fight, it's a head-to-head sword fight with no fancy tricks... Just after hearing a few "choking, clanging" sounds, Zhou Laodao's long sword drove straight in and forcibly broke through Ma Shangfeng from the courtyard.

The long sword struck Ma Shangfeng in the chest.

When the sword in Ma Shangfeng's hand was knocked away, he retreated at full speed.

But no matter how fast he retreated, he was still not as fast as the knife in Zhou Laodao's hand. There was a crisp sound, and Zhou Laodao's cloak knife struck Ma Shangfeng's chest firmly, directly cutting a line that was as deep as the bone.

The wound brought out a sharp flash of blood.

Ma Shangfeng's feet moved quickly on the ground, with large wind shadows wrapped around his feet, and he retreated tens of feet back in his breath.

He hissed: "Lao Dao Zhou, Master Dao, I admit my fault...it was our baby's fault...I admit the beating and the punishment, we admit it!"

"From now on, wherever your young master goes, our children will stay away and will not dare to cause any trouble..."

Zhou Laodao laughed wildly, put away his knife, stopped, and looked around proudly.

Inside and outside the Luomen, the passers-by who stopped to watch cheered in unison, praising Zhou Laodao as indeed one of the few true cultivators in the wilderness. His cloaked sword was indeed extremely powerful, with few rivals inside and outside Luoyi.

Zhou Laodao's face glowed red, he hung the cloak knife on his waist, clasped his hands in fists, and sang a fat o'clock to all around.

He looked at Ma Shangfeng, who was covered in blood, and nodded slightly: "Go back and send ten pieces of emperor's money. Forget it...are you convinced?"

Ma Shangfeng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "My skills are inferior to others, Ma Mou is convinced... Mr. Dao, you are this!"

Ma Shangfeng stretched out the thumb of his right hand and pointed it hard towards his heart, then gestured towards Zhou Laodao, and slowly raised his thumb to the sky - in the wasteland, this gesture represented sincerity and sincerity from the heart!

Zhou Laodao laughed again. He waved his hand and signaled the caravan guys to let go of the tied up dudes like Madian. He held his head high and stood proudly amidst the cheers of the onlookers.

, led the caravan slowly into Luoyi.

Ma Shangfeng and his companions, each of whom had been stabbed, huddled aside with ashen expressions on their faces, like quails that had been ravaged by the storm, and their whole bodies shrank into a ball.

Lu Qian followed the caravan into Luoyi.

Although the power of the soul was only restored to a drop in the bucket, Lu Qian's keen perception allowed him to still notice several malicious glances in the void. Most of these malicious glances were directed at Zhou Laodao, and from time to time, with

A hint of astonishment quietly swept across Lu Qian's burly body, which was more than twice as tall as an ordinary person.

However, the crisis this bit of malice brought to Lu Qian was extremely slight and did not threaten his safety.

Thinking of Zhou Laodao's behavior, think about how many people Zhou Laodao offended in the wilderness along the way. Just after returning to Luoyi, he offended General Xu Biao and Ma Shangfeng.

all over!

In particular, Zhou Laodao also threatened that he could chop off General Xu Biao and let his second brother take the position of General Biao of Ximen Biaoying!

Tsk tsk.

God knows how many enemies Zhou Laodao has inside and outside Luoyi!

Near Luomen, there were not a thousand but eight hundred people watching Zhou Laodao severely injure Ma Shangfeng. Among them were some of Zhou Laodao's enemies. This was the most natural thing. Especially these people, who failed to deal with Lu Qian.

If it poses a substantial threat, Lu Qian will not bother to deal with it.

Playing with the Buddhist beads strung from white bone relics, Lu Qian followed the caravan into the city.

Luoyi's urban infrastructure is pretty good.

Especially coming from Luomen, this avenue is a hundred feet wide, and commerce is quite prosperous on both sides of the street. Its buildings are made of boulders mixed with steel bars, iron hoops and other materials. They are strong and tall, even the brothels with pink lanterns hanging on them.

, are also of general style.

It's not exquisite enough, but it's sturdy and heavy enough. It has a unique wild aesthetic, giving people an inexplicable sense of solidity and reliability. Moreover, around some restaurants, inns, brothels, and even shops of sufficient size, there are actually digging holes.

After leaving the Qingshui Nullah, which is five feet wide, there is only a suspension bridge hung with iron chains that can be hoisted at any time in and out of these places.

In particular, at the four corners of these buildings, there are sentry towers and archery towers that are about 20 feet high. In broad daylight, there are archers on them wearing soft armor and fully armed, standing ready!

Lu Qian couldn't help but grind his teeth.

This Luoyi is worthy of the name of "Desolate City". The defensive power and precautionary mentality inside the city are much stronger than those outside the city.

Lu Qian took two steps to reach Zhou Laodao and asked in a low voice: "Is the public security in Luoyi so bad? Look at the door of the brothel, there are more than a dozen soldiers beating them...

You have money but nothing to spend it on?"

He put his left hand on his belt, caressed the handle of the knife, and put his right hand on his chest, showing a thumb, proudly tapping his heart from time to time, and loudly greeting Mr. Zhou who was acquainted with the bosses who were doing business on both sides of the road.

Dao put down his hand, looked around, lowered his voice, and whispered to Lu Qian.

The public security in Luoyi is certainly not bad.

But the places with the best security are the ancient city and the old city. The wealthy families and the truly powerful groups all live in these two urban areas. Each household has enough strength to isolate it from the prying eyes of outsiders.

Not to mention other things, each family has one, two, or even more Taoist cultivators in charge. Unless the enemy is confident enough to wipe out a certain family and the nine tribes are extinct, no one will risk provoking a single one.

A true cultivator who has entered Taoism faces the risk of revenge over the years, and hastily set off a major conflict.

But this new town is different.

The business here is prosperous, the industries are developed, and it is a place where gold and silver flow. Many big families are extremely rich, but they lack the foundation and the confidence to suppress this family fortune.

Over the years, Xincheng District has formed a unique survival philosophy and survival rules.

If there is a ferocious dragon crossing the river, it can replace a certain family at night - then this family's belongings, all the goods, beauties, shops on the floor, etc., will be yours!

As long as you don't alert the 'official power' in the city and replace it in a short enough time, then everything is possible!
To be continued...