The big cloud eagle flew through the sky, setting off a strong wind howling.
Looking at the people fleeing in embarrassment, Kuang Tianqing was shocked and suddenly remembered something.
"Is it that crazy woman?!"
His face trembled wildly, and he ran away without thinking, but when he was slightly startled, Qi Gang had already reacted.
In between steps, there was another big demon-suppressing fist.
When Kuang Tianqing avoided it in panic, he saw a Yanyue knife falling from the sky eight feet away, and it was inserted into the ground with a 'puff' sound.
Then, he felt a flash of red light in front of his eyes, as if he had been stepped on by an elephant. Before he could scream, he was trampled into the ground, and the gravel was raised high.
call!
Qi Gang's punch failed and he drew back his fist. He saw smoke and dust billowing in front of him and mud and sand flying.
"Crazy woman?"
The red clothes flashed in the smoke, and then he stepped down hard. Kuang Tianqing opened his mouth, and a large amount of blood rushed out, and his eyes almost squeezed out.
Qi Gang flicked his wrist and his eyelids twitched wildly.
Zheng~
The Yanyue Sword moved without wind and jumped into the smoke and dust. Yu Fengxian held the Yanyue Sword and lightly punched it on the ground, causing the entire front yard to shake.
"Commander..."
Looking at the visitor, Qi Gang hesitated to speak, a trace of helplessness flashed across his straight face:
"You have to stay alive..."
"I still have breath."
Yu Fengxian snorted coldly, her black hair flying, the eight-foot-tall Yanyue Sword was more than a head taller than her, her phoenix eyes were full of evil spirit:
"You dare to disturb Tai Sui, where is my fine gold armor?!"
…
…
Hear the cry of eagles coming from far and near.
All the guards in uniform who were repairing and cleaning up the mess in the backyard were shocked, and a few of those squatting on the ground jumped up, looking horrified:
"Big Cloud Eagle..."
Jiang Jiang washed off the blood all over his body and put on a piece of clothing. Yang Yu, who was rubbing the back of his neck, was also heartbroken.
The name of Great Cloud Eagle is unknown elsewhere, but in Qingzhou City, it is really famous.
Not because this bird can fly five hundred miles in an hour, but because of its owner.
Qingzhou Jinyiwei commander Yu Fengxian!
In the ten days since he came to Qingzhou, Yang Yu has been really impressed by his immediate boss.
This is no longer the category of street cleaning tigers. Its name is enough to stop children from crying at night.
It is said that everyone from the pastoral staff in Qingzhou to the government officials patrolling the streets would have a headache when they saw her and would stay away from her.
"I'm going, Commander? Hurry, hurry up, go, go!"
"Battlefield? Let others take care of these things!"
"Brother Yang, please take care of yourself. I will host a banquet for you another day..."
"Why are you back now? It's fatal..."
…
Yang Yu was still thinking about what this gentleman looked like, but the backyard was already in a state of chaos.
Regardless of their position, martial arts skills, or what they were doing, all the Jinyi guards jumped up, turned around, and walked away.
People like Cao Jinlie were still concerned about their posture, and people like Lin An and Zhao Qing almost ran away for fear of being slower than anyone else.
This action made Yang Yu a bit dumbfounded.
"give it to me?"
Listening to the shouting of the crowd, Yang Yu got excited, picked up the things he had collected from the battlefield, turned around and left:
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
He didn't know what the purpose of this group of people was.
But, just run!
…
…
A group of people scattered and Yang Yu was stupid to stay and wait.
Sneaking back home with many trophies that had been hastily cleaned.
"call!"
After closing the door, Yang Prison breathed a sigh of relief.
Kaka~
He shook his neck lightly, his muscles and bones were injured, and the slightest movement would cause heartbreaking pain.
"The strength of this old guy's claws is really amazing. Fortunately, he only grabbed the neck..."
Yang Yu gently touched the back of his neck, his hand filled with black heart.
The old guy's claw strength was inferior to that of the gray-robed man, but not by much. Even if this claw fell on his Tianling Cap, it would still be enough to scratch through.
His horizontal training was not worth mentioning to the old man, but there were only two things that made him stronger than the old man.
That is the ribs and ribs.
If he hadn't activated his inner energy to explode his tendons, that claw would have been enough to break his spine.
If that happens, he will be paralyzed even if he doesn't die.
Even so, looking at the black blood on his hands, he knew that he had injured his tendon, and even if he had good healing medicine, he would have to recover for several days.
"Hopefully, I'll gain something."
After applying the medicine and swallowing a lot of iron broad beans, Yang Yu endured the excruciating pain and sat down cross-legged and opened the package in front of him.
A dazzling array of items.
This group of people from Qixuanmen are rich, but it is not money, but food.
He had a fortune of tens of millions at this time, so he naturally rushed to the food supplies when cleaning the battlefield. Anyway, the Jin Yiwei's seizures had to be collected and then distributed.
The ingredients are different.
He only needs the essence.
call!
After touching the ingredients one by one, Yang Yu closed his eyes slightly and looked at the many ingredients.
The night was a good cover for him. He had searched for it before and found a lot of good things.
especially……
[Ingredients: Ghost Claw]
[Grade: Excellent (lower)]
[Quality: Excellent (Part 2)]
[Evaluation: The poison made by melting the essence of hardware with secret medicine and soaked in it for more than fifty years has the ability to destroy gold and jade, and hold iron into pulp]
[Available through refining: Ghost Shadow Capture]
[The Cauldron of Gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]
"Excellent martial arts..."
Yang Yu's eyes lit up.
He had also seen the Great Ghost Capture in the six-door files about the Qixuanmen.
Although this grappling skill is not as famous as the ghostly phantom step, it is still an excellent martial art, and it requires very little internal energy. It can even be practiced since childhood!
The distinction between high and low martial arts is not only based on the degree of sophistication, but also closely related to the inner breath.
Most of the best martial arts have a great need for inner breath, so there are further restrictions on blood exchange levels.
In a sense, it is impossible to achieve superior martial arts after six blood exchanges.
Because the inner energy simply cannot reach the minimum level required to drive superior martial arts.
Once exceptions are made, they are almost all evil martial arts.
"Using poison to dissolve the essence of hardware and then making it into venom and soaking it every day? It is indeed an evil skill..."
Yang Prison said to himself.
Recalling the gray-robed man's height of less than four feet and his devil-like twisted face, I couldn't help but shake my head.
If you practice martial arts to look like that, even if you say it's not an evil skill, no one will believe it.
But it is also extremely powerful.
This can be seen from the fact that the gray-robed man fought fiercely with six Jin-yi guards and hundreds of households with his seriously injured body.
only……
"How can I practice this martial arts?"
After checking the martial arts on many ingredients one by one, most of them were evil skills, Yang Yu smiled bitterly.
The harvest is not small.
It's just that most of these martial arts skills he can't practice well. Even if he can practice them, he doesn't want to touch them.
That’s all.
This Ghost Shadow Capture is the first excellent martial arts he has acquired. If he doesn't try it, how can he be willing to do it?
Moreover, there was a vague hope in his heart.
"If this venom is really all metal, once it enters the body, the Cauldron of Gluttony will not let it go, right?"
…
…
After a sleepless night, at dawn, someone knocked on the door.
Yang Yu stood up and opened the door, and Cao Jinlie, with a bruised nose and swollen face, limped in.
"What are you doing?"
Yang Prison looked puzzled.
"Running too slow."
Cao Jinlie sat down with a dull face, then stood up with a grin on his face, his face trembling with pain.
"Is it the commander?"
Yang Prison suppressed a smile in his heart.
"Who else could it be? I couldn't contact her before, so I took it upon myself to return to Qingzhou, and as a result, it ended up like this..."
Cao Jinlie smiled bitterly:
"It's my fault too, Mr. Xu can't find anyone now..."
"Which Mr. Xu?"
Yang Prison poured him a cup of tea.
"Of course it's Mr. Xu Wenji, Mr. Xu. Apart from him, who else needs us to greet?"
Cao Jinlie sighed:
"If I can't find you, my brother, I will be in big trouble..."
Who is Xu Wenji?
How high are the senior officials of several dynasties who have disciples and former officials all over the world?
He also went to visit that time, but he didn't take it seriously after being driven away. How could he have expected that Mr. Xu would suddenly disappear.
A severe beating was better than a punishment for dereliction of duty, and he knew it in his heart.
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
Xu Wenji is coming to Qingzhou to spread the news, I'm afraid it won't be a year or two. Calculating his journey, he should be there by now.
Could it be...
Thinking about what happened when Nie Wendong left the city to greet him that day, he tentatively asked:
"Isn't it possible that on the way..."
"Pooh!"
Cao Jinlie suddenly darkened his face: "The boss is not a simple civil servant. If we really fight, we two together will be our opponents..."
"Maybe there's something else important?"
Yang Prison didn't pay much attention.
From Heishan to Qingzhou, he had seen many life, death, and death, and he really had no good impression of the Dukes in the court.
Xu Wenji was well-known when he was young, but when Liu Wenpeng was young, he also determined to be a pastor.
What's more, while refugees can die, high-ranking officials cannot?
"My lord, he is different."
Seeing Yang Yu's thoughts, Cao Jinlie looked a little ugly.
"Don't talk about it. This is what was captured last night. You can take it back."
Yang Prison handed the baggage to Cao Jinlie.
Regarding Xu Wenji, he didn't want to speculate too much.
He only believes what he sees and what he hears from others, he no longer believes that much.
"You can take it to Master yourself. I'll tidy up a little and then go look for Master Xu."
Cao Jinlie waved his hand:
"I came to see you this time for something else."
"Um?"
Yang Prison frowned.
"Kuang Tianqing has a very tough mouth. It's not easy to torture him out. But according to Boss Qi, I'm afraid there are many people in Qingzhou City who are colluding with him..."
Cao Jinlie was about to speak but stopped:
"Your martial arts skills are not bad, but your personality is too strong and your behavior is reckless. You should change it in the future."
"Thank you, Brother Cao, for reminding me."
Yang Yu cupped his hands and thanked him.
"Although they say our friendship is shallow and deep, you are quite my temperament. I don't want you to be gone when I come back this time..."
Seeing Yang Yu's solemn response, Cao Jinlie said no more, patted his shoulder, turned and left:
"When I come back in a few days, I'll treat you to a drink!"
After being sent out the door, Cao Jinlie waved his hands and disappeared on the street.
Yang Yu watched him go away, then closed the door, picked up the package, and headed towards the place where Cao Jinlie left him.