"Killing life and death within a few moves, the murderer is so skilled in martial arts——"
Jiang Qingyan stood up next to Qiu Yibei's half-remaining body, with a heavy expression on his face. Although Poison Dragon Guest was not impressive in front of him, he was still the number one figure in the martial arts world of the Northern Han Dynasty. Jiang Qingyan was confident that he could use his full strength to perform all his moves within ten moves.
Qiu Yibei can be killed, but...
The iron plate of Han soldiers was held tightly in his hand. This time, it was just a 'soldier'!
On the unknown mountain where Qiu Yibei's seven masters and disciples died, the iron plate of the Han soldiers found was like a towering mountain that pressed heavily on the hearts of those sent by Lujiang Ridge and Jiuqujian.
It's just a 'soldier'. Although this 'soldier' may not necessarily kill Qiu Yibei, as long as there is the slightest possibility, it will make people tremble with fear.
Pawn, soldier...
Will there still be scholars, commanders, generals, ministers, ministers, or even more detailed divisions?
In the following days, as the news spread, more and more Jianghu people gathered at Liushi Market, especially people from the four major sects.
After Jiang Qingyan of the Jiuqu Sword Sect, there are elder-level figures appearing in each.
In this incident, neither the Li family nor the Jiang family nor Lujiang Ridge thought of Zhu Biao because the gap between them was so big!
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A passenger ship on the Minglu River.
It was the same scholar in white who was listening to his subordinates' report attentively.
After a while, he said with a smile on his face: "Is he really that yellow-faced man?"
"Exactly, my lord. My subordinates have inquired clearly and there will be no mistake."
"The iron card... is to divert trouble to the east..." Is the yellow-faced man trying to frame someone for the trouble?
I have done this kind of thing a lot in the past, but today I got stabbed. However, the martial arts of their master and servant are still far from being able to accomplish this big thing. There must be someone behind them, and I don’t know what will happen.
What about the scene?
The noble man in white must bear with his curiosity and take business as his priority. Let’s talk about his ‘curiosity’ in private!
"The yellow-faced man's actions have given us a brand name and attracted the attention of the four major sects. It is more convenient for us to take action here..."
"Sir, as long as you give the order, I guarantee that the Qingjiang Gang will not be able to eat and carry around..." The person who replied is no longer a handsome and long-bearded guest, but a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong temperament.
A middle-aged man from all over the world.
"Then I will wait for your good news..."
"Don't worry, sir, I will fulfill my mission!"
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His eyes turned back to Liushi Market.
Zhu Biao, who had been bedridden for half a month, was finally able to get off the ground. Dou Bing was so surprised that he walked around him. It took a hundred days to break his muscles and bones. Young Master, this is too fast!
"Master, that black jade intermittent ointment is amazing..." As he spoke, Dou Bing did not forget to smell a small jade box in his hand, and the fragrant and cool breath lingered there.
Zhu Biao's mouth cracked. Black Jade Broken Ointment certainly has miraculous effects. It is the number one miracle medicine for treating broken bones in gold novels, but the same price is also prohibitively expensive.
A small box only cost ten golds, which was completely cutting meat. Zhu Biao used two boxes before and after, a total of twenty golds!
"It's a pity that there are only two boxes. If there is another box, Master, your injuries will be..."
Everything will be fine. Zhu Biao took over what Dou Bing didn't say in his heart. "What a wonderful idea. You can't imagine how precious this thing is. To get two boxes is already your young master and I are lucky."
"Stop nagging, help me out of the room and take a walk——"
He hadn't seen the sun for half a month, and Zhu Biao's bones were soft.
Even in such an inconspicuous shop, there are some Jianghu people living in it. Although Dou Bing had reported it before, Zhu Biao didn't expect that he would see five or six people at a glance when he left the room. He couldn't help but feel a little confused.
shock.
In the lobby of the inn, three wealthy men with swords and swords at a table were drinking and shouting as if no one else was watching. The waiter beside him did not dare to interrupt, let alone stop him.
"Too noisy -" Zhu Biao frowned, and most of the good mood that allowed him to get out of bed disappeared instantly, but there was nothing he could do. He just winked at Dou Bing and slowly walked towards the stairs with his support.
On the market streets, Zhu Biao felt that there seemed to be fewer people coming and going, and there seemed to be fewer vendors setting up stalls on both sides. Although there was still constant traffic, it still felt like this.
A wild sound of horse hooves came from the other side of the street. Zhu Biao frowned again. How could he ride so freely on a crowded street? What should he do if he hurt someone?
Just when I thought of this, a yellow whirlwind swept across, and the galloping horses kicked up bursts of dust with the wind.
Even when they were more than ten feet away from the inn, the other party seemed to have no intention of stopping. From the looks of it, if Zhu Biao and Dou Bing didn't dodge in time, they would definitely become the unlucky ones under the horse's hooves.
The anger in Zhu Biao's heart burned uncontrollably. This did not take human life seriously! It was so unscrupulous!
Do all charlatans have this kind of virtue? Look at the street behind the horse——
It's a chaotic mess!
"Master, master..." Dou Bing was anxious. He could only go to the ground as a master, so how could he still fight with others? He pulled Zhu Biao's arm quickly.
The only remaining thunderbolt bullet, Zhu Biao, was in the palm of his hand. This was what Zhu Liu insisted on letting Zhu Biao take with him before he left. He didn't have time to use it when he killed Qiu Yibei. Now...
If the opponent really hurts someone by running into him, a thunderbolt will give them a good look.
A pair of stern eyes looked directly at the galloping horse, his Dantian Qi began to move rapidly, and his arms were raised to his waist.
"Get out of the way!" A commanding and unceremonious scolding sounded from ten feet away. The voice came from the mouth of the guy on the horse at the front. The smell of superiority was really disgusting to the extreme.
"It seems like he's a guy who drinks at people all day long..."
Of course Zhu Biao is not that easy to dismiss. He keeps his eyes on him!
That commanding 'get out of the way' made him almost unable to suppress the anger in his heart. But he still knew himself, and he was really not in a position to fight at the moment.
Nine feet, eight feet... less than five feet. Zhu Biao's eyes flashed with cold light, and his right hand was ready to go.
"Da da, da da..."
Three horses passed by Zhu Biao. It must be that everyone cherishes their lives, or the people here are used to people beating horses on the sidewalk, so although the situation was chaotic, a lot of shoes were lost due to people trampling on them.
, but the real injured did not appear, let alone the dead.
Even the curses after the chaos could not be heard, and soon people were coming and going on the streets again.
Zhu Biao was nervous for a moment, angry for a moment, and excited for a moment.
Not only did he not dump him as a target, even the rescue target didn't even look at him.
But this already made Dou Bing very nervous, "Master, Master..."
