Yang Kang looked back and saw Master Liang Ziweng and Master Lingzhi standing behind him. Feeling confident, he said, "This young master is very good at martial arts. If Mr. Liang is interested, he will come up and ask for advice from this young master.
It will also open my eyes to others."
He said this carefully, and did not offend Jing Zhou in his words. Instead, he praised his martial arts skills. In this way, if Liang Ziwen was defeated, he would have room for maneuver.
If Liang Ziwen can win, it will be even better. Not only can it dampen this kid's arrogance, but it can also vent his anger!
It would also help this boy know that there are people outside the world, and there is a heaven outside the world. In this way, it would be much easier to want this boy to work hard for the palace.
"The young prince has suffered a loss at this time. He who is spiritually superior but has a low hand disdains to take action. If I sell the young prince a favor at this time, it won't be a problem to ask the prince for rare medicinal materials after going back. As long as I raise the precious snake
Well, after you suck the snake's blood and eat the snake's gall, even Wang Chongyang, who is the best in the world, may not be your opponent. Next time there is a sword debate in Huashan, I will definitely seek revenge on that old beggar!"
After thinking for a moment, Liang Ziwen stepped forward and said disdainfully: "How dare cats and dogs come out to show off their power now? There are really no tigers in the mountains, only monkeys..."
He stopped mid-sentence, and Liang Ziwen's eyes were full of fear. He saw the man opposite him raised his hand and tapped his hand in the void, and then there was a shocking sword energy coming towards his face. This sword energy was like a ten thousand feet tall mountain.
, the momentum was majestic, and he was the first to be hit by it. He was suppressed by the momentum as if he had lost his soul.
"Liang Weng!"
Master Lingzhi shouted, and everyone saw that Liang Ziwen had his hands in front of him, but a flower had bloomed between his eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, the silver-haired figure fell to the ground, and blood flowed down his face.
On the ground, the snow that had just fallen was dyed red.
Master Lingzhi usually had a lot of contacts with Liang Ziwen in the palace. At this time, he saw that Liang Ziwen, who was almost as skilled as himself, was pointed to death by someone, and he was full of panic.
In the past, he had competed with Liang Ziwen, and although they were evenly matched, he still had a tantric poisonous sand palm that was useless, so he didn't think there were many people in the world who could beat him.
At this time, he was looking at the purple figure with a vigilant face, and his hands were using up all his inner strength, lest that person would also give him a finger.
"Flying flowers fell all over the sky overnight, the Qionglou jade house was extremely cold, it started to snow." Jing Zhou raised his hand to catch a snowflake and said insignificantly, as if nothing was wrong, but at this time this ordinary sentence fell on everyone's ears
It was extremely cold in the middle, three points colder than the snow falling on my face.
"It's murder."
Someone in the crowd shouted a few words in a low voice and quickly left the place of trouble.
No one expected that a life would be lost in the blink of an eye.
At this time, people were dying. If I stood here and watched the excitement, I was afraid that I would get into trouble. After a while, less than half of the gathered crowd left.
Yang Kang even swallowed his saliva, secretly glad that he was not rude.
This Liang Ziweng usually shouts and shouts in the palace with a majestic manner. He even boasts that he is the martial arts master of the Changbai Mountain sect. Not only does he know the unique skill of wild fox boxing, but he is also a master of kicks. He usually makes all his disciples
Call yourself "Ginseng Immortal".
Yang Kang didn't expect that this famous "Ginseng Immortal" would die as soon as the man in front of him took a little care of him.
If this person had treated me this way before, wouldn't he have been dead long ago?
After thinking about all this, Yang Kang was even sweating on his back.
At this time, there was a burst of shouting on the west street, and at the corner six strong men came over carrying a large sedan chair embroidered with gold and red cloth: "The princess is here!"
At this time, Yang Kang felt that the voice of the servant was really pleasant, and said hurriedly: "Brother, let's say goodbye. If brother has time, you can come to the palace for a drink. I will definitely treat you well."
At this time, Yang Kang did not dare to stay for a moment longer. He only felt that the man in front of him was moody and murderous, and he was on par with his mysterious blind master.
In just one breath, the old ginseng monster lost his life. Judging from his expression, he didn't care about his life at all. I'm afraid he didn't know how many people he had killed, so it would be better to go back to the palace.
"Why are you fighting with someone? In the snowy weather, you don't wear clothes and you are not afraid of catching cold." At this time, a woman's voice came from the sedan. The voice was very delicate. When Yang Tiexin heard it, he was like thunder and lightning.
My ears buzzed and I was distracted, my heart was beating wildly: "How come these voices are so similar? Could it be her?"
He went from south to north to compete with Mu Nianci to recruit a bride. One wanted to help his daughter find an in-law, and the other wanted to find out about his long-lost wife. Now that he heard such a similar voice, he stood on the ground and started to froze.
Come and forget about the things in front of you.
"Mom, let's go back to the palace quickly, it's getting colder and colder today."
Yang Kang called a few people to collect Liang Ziwen's body, and then led a group of people back to the palace with the big sedan chair.
In his opinion, although Jingzhou was moody, he was not a person who did all kinds of evil. This kind of person was like his master Qiu Chuji. As long as he did not offend him, collecting corpses would win the favor of people like them.
So although he was worried, he still asked people to help Liang Ziwen collect the body.
If he just left Liang Ziwen's body alone, he would probably chill the hearts of all his subordinates.
Peng Lianhu hid behind, and after following Yang Kang out of the street, he breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that he was smart, Liang Ziwen was just trying to kill him, and he kept warning himself in his heart that when he meets that young master in the future,
Be sure to avoid three miles.
After everyone was gone, Huang Rong came forward and said, "Hehe, boss, you are so good at martial arts, how about you teach me two moves?"
She was just like Huang Laoxie, she didn't care about the life or death of others, as long as it didn't involve herself.
If the old man died, he would die. If the occasion was not right, she might have clapped her hands and cheered.
After seeing Jingzhou's excellent martial arts skills, he rolled his eyes and wanted to learn a few moves.
If she could learn the finger that Jingzhou used to kill Liang Ziwen, wouldn't it mean that she was the most powerful person in the world and could go there?
"Brother Jing, you killed someone. Killing is wrong."
Guo Jing felt that it would be enough to teach the man a lesson, but killing him was wrong.
"Guo Jing, you silly boy, do you know how many bad things that old man has done? This old man deserves to die!"
After hearing Jing Zhou's words, Guo Jing calmed down and took these words to heart, planning to ask his master what bad things Liang Ziwen had done in the future.
"Guo Jing, your name is Guo Jing, who are you Guo Xiaotian?"
Hearing the word "Guo Jing" at this time, Yang Tiexin came back to his senses and grabbed Guo Jing's arm, his face full of excitement.
"Old man, that is my late father's name..."
Yang Tiexin burst into tears and grabbed Guo Jing's hand: "Oh my god, my god!...Is your mother's name Li Ping?"