Qingfeng interpreted it as the hidden sword sect.

These three girls in white were walking with Wang Anfeng and others. At this time, they showed the strength of a famous direct descendant. Their posture was graceful and gentle, but they trapped a seventh-grade warrior who licked blood from the blade. They tapped three blue umbrellas on three large acupoints around them, and their energy was shaken and the rain curtain was opened.

The man opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak. He shook his body and fell straight into the mud.

The sound of the piano is cut off.

Wang Anfeng put his palm on the strings, trembling slightly.

His breathing was a little rapid, and he felt like he was surviving the disaster and came to his heart. A green umbrella covered his head, covering the rainfall for him.

Xue Qinshuang, dressed in white, was standing side by side with him, but her eyes were not looking at him. She just looked at the man who was hit in front of her and watched the green umbrellas in the hands of the three Qingfeng girls opened.

The girl had many thoughts in her mind.

I wanted to scold him, why was he so crazy, almost dancing on the tip of a knife, and I wanted to ask him if he was injured, or laugh at him if he was afraid, and let me expose this matter for the time being.

But in the end, he just stood beside him and covered the rain for him. He was three steps away from him, without showing intimacy, never far away, and never spoke.

The rain falls like a turbulent moment.

………………………………………………

It didn't take long for the seventh-grade warrior to use Qingfeng to break the sword formation and break the wild path.

Before the guard arrived, Gong Yu and others had already entered the city.

There was no pedestrian on the streets in the city, like an empty city. Only from the slightly opened cracks of the doors and windows, you could see a pair of curious eyes, carefully looking at several people.

The warriors of the third-grade rank are already considered masters of the martial arts world. They are empty and there are all kinds of strange phenomena in their actions. In the eyes of those who have never practiced martial arts, they are no different from gods. If they are in the county and prefectures, they are naturally nothing. However, Dingwu City is located in a remote place, and the people in the city have never seen any martial arts masters for many years.

Therefore, at this time, I was afraid and wanted to see the style of a master.

Gong Yu looked indifferent, holding a sword in front.

I found an inn. When I was about to enter, I seemed to notice something. My steps paused slightly and looked sideways. A cold light appeared in my eyes. My eyes passed through a very long distance. I saw a gray figure standing with my hands behind my back. I saw his gentle face, the rain around me, the sky and the earth, the empty streets seemed to turn into the background, and dimly became the only man at the center of everything.

The man looked gentle and nodded at Gong Yu.

Although the latter has extremely high martial arts skills, he is a disciple of the Hidden Sect and does not often walk around the world. He does not recognize who the other party is. He only knows that the other party is not inferior to him. He nodded slightly and still looked deserted. He turned around and stepped into the inn. Wang Anfeng hugged the xylophone he bought and followed closely behind with the others.

Under the attic in the distance, the man in gray touched his nose, and his face showed an interesting look.

He was looking for the jade bead just now, but the speed of light escaped light could not be able to chase the ground with light skills. He had lost his trace after chasing it for a few steps. After searching all over the city, he did not find any clues. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful and disappointed. He was thinking about how to explain to Yu Lian'er, but he didn't want to see a good show.

A young man playing the piano under the city.

A woman who is wasting her way.

An admiration appeared on the man's face, but a faint charming female voice came from behind him.

"So sir, I like such a cold beauty..."

The man in gray smiled slightly and suddenly felt a headache.

…………………………………………

In the inn.

Gong Yu and others asked for a guest room, and the unconscious man was thrown to the ground casually.

Although the opponent was fierce, when he was fighting, three Qingfeng Jie disciples used sword skills to break the dantian and several large acupoints. Their internal strength was completely discharged. At this time, they were drowsy, like a dead corpse. Gong Yu was sitting on a wooden chair. The rain outside seemed to have no effect on her, and her eyes were deserted, saying:

"What happened, say in detail."

The boy nodded, evaporated the rain water on his body, calmed down, and was about to speak, Xue Qinshuang handed over a cup of hot tea. Wang Anfeng thanked him in a low voice, took a sip, and felt a pungent feeling that it was so spicy that he entered his throat. Then he felt a little warm. The coldness he was exposed to was dispelled by the rain. He was slightly stunned and looked down and saw chopped ginger in the middle of the tea, floating and sinking.

Ginger tastes spicy and slightly warm in nature. It is connected to the lungs, spleen, and stomach meridians, and relieves exterior and disperses cold.

The records of the medicine scriptures were remembered in my mind, and the boy's heart was slightly warm.

He pursed his lips and gently rubbed the teacup with his hands. Wang Anfeng calmed down and spoke without any extra modification. He just told everything he knew except Ni Tianxing.

How to find Aping's father.

How to detect someone tracing them? As for how to kill the two, it was just a sentence, focusing on the information they were asked.

After that, how to avoid tracking, how to turn back and escape, and after finding that it was impossible to escape, I decided to go all the way.

Tell them all in detail.

Although the words are plain, they are even more true. Everyone presents the warriors. The hidden crisis can be seen by anyone. It can be called a thrilling sentence. However, the young man's expression is calm at this time, and he slowly tells it in the scent of tea, which seems ordinary.

Three Qingfeng Jie disciples looked at the young bookkeeper wearing blue shirt.

In the mountain gate, they often listen to their predecessors tell stories about the rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain, and always imagine the style of the young heroes in the rivers and lakes. The young man in front of them was even more dangerous and exciting than the stories they had heard. And themselves who were walking with them also entered this story and might be told in the future.

I was a person who listened to stories when I was on the mountain, but after I went down the mountain, I became a character in the story.

Not yet prepared, it is already a world of martial arts in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, my heart suddenly felt like a dream. My eyes looked at Wang Anfeng with a strange look. Unconsciously, I lost the original coldness and arrogance, and a little recognition and curiosity appeared.

"………That's how things happen. The seniors know what happened later."

The boy's last sentence fell.

On the wooden chair, Gong Yu's face, which was already cold enough, became more and more chilling.

The right hand was slightly raised, and the internal force was moved, and a faint light appeared on the five fingers, condensed into a translucent tiny sword. The temperature of the whole room dropped instantly. Without any movement, the tiny sword turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the thirty-six main acupoints of the coma man.

The body dissipated and merged into the man's body.

There seemed to be a whistling sound of a long sword. The man cried out in pain and woke up from his coma. His face was first confused, and then he understood his situation at this time, and his expression changed several times.

Gong Yu sat on the wooden chair and spoke indifferently:

"After saying that..."

Although the man was captured, he was still tough. He just sneered when he heard this and said:

"Say? I'm willing to accept the loss, but the old man admits his defeat."

"I just want to die, but it is impossible if I want to say anything."

Gong Yu's expression remained unchanged. He gently tapped the table with his index finger and made a slight sound. A sword roared in the man's body, as if all the blood vessels and muscles in his body were cut, and the pain was hard to suffer. Suddenly, the energy turned softer, and it was like a quick knife cutting flesh. It was a little cool at first, and then the pain appeared after a few breaths, and it continued.

The man's expression suddenly changed, blue veins burst out on his face, his body trembled due to severe pain, his face twisted, and he felt even more ferocious. He lay on the ground and hit the ground with his head. After a while, he could no longer bear the pain that was almost like Lingchi. He growled, his voice was shrill, but it was covered by a layer of internal force, and he could not spread it, but because he was only echoing in the room, he felt even more shrill.

Wang Anfeng's expression was a little stiff, while Xue Qinshuang's face was slightly pale.

When the sword roared, the man had fallen softly to the ground like a pool of mud.

His face was pale and his expression was at a loss, but his body was still spasming and trembling from time to time, and his mouth was murmured:

"I...I said."

"Just, just want to die quickly."

Gong Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he asked slowly. The man knew very little and had no useful information at all. He only knew that he belonged to a Jianghu Hall called "White Tiger Hall". He was ordered to chase him. After asking for a moment, Gong Yu narrowed his eyes and said:

"Where are you now?"

The man's face looked slightly sluggish, as if he understood Gong Yu's meaning, and he laughed bitterly.

But he never concealed it, and told them about the inn where they were, closed his eyes and said:

"Just ask for...speed..."

Before the sound had fallen, a sword roar suddenly came from his body, and thirty-six sword lights burst out from his body. The man couldn't even scream, so he was shrouded by the sword light. In just one breath, he turned into an ice sculpture-like existence, and his vitality disappeared.
Chapter completed!