The tall, thin man with thick knuckles under the umbrella didn't know what Ding Ning was thinking at the moment. He followed the two strangers calmly and indifferently.
Outside the fish market is still raining like a curtain, the water in the ponds is about to overflow, and the green grass on the shore is floating with the waves.
The thick-browed young man and the handsome young man walked outside the city, and gradually the huge turrets standing upright in the wind and rain disappeared behind them in the mist and rain.
There are several wooden pavilions beside the post road outside the city, and one of them happens to be called Autumn Rain Pavilion.
This is a dilapidated kiosk covered with dead vines.
Looking at the dilapidated kiosk and the hurried passers-by in the misty rain, the eyes of the handsome young man also filled with rain and mist.
This kind of small pavilion was originally built to shelter pedestrians from wind and rain, but autumn wind and autumn rain are very harsh. In this difficult weather, pedestrians hurried on their way even more, and there was no one who took shelter from the rain.
The same is true in life, the way you walk and what you think at the beginning often backfire.
The thick-browed young man behind him who helped him hold the umbrella did not have such sentiments. Since he walked out of the fish market, his brows have been furrowed, and the murderous intent in his bright eyes has become more and more intense.
Seeing the handsome young man in front of him stop to look at the small pavilion, he lowered his voice and asked, "Is it right here?"
The handsome young man folded his hands and nodded: "It's right here."
The young man with thick eyebrows began to get a little excited: "Let me make a move?"
The handsome young man glanced at him, his face as calm as water: "The other party's strength is not bad, and here is Changling, we can't waste more time here, so it's very appropriate for you to make a move."
The young man with thick eyebrows became more and more excited, and wiped his clothes with his left hand without an umbrella, as if his palms were already sweating.
The handsome young man seemed to be in a better mood, smiled slightly, stepped into the kiosk, and waited quietly.
The thick-browed young man thought for a while, but didn't follow into the kiosk, but stood outside the kiosk with an umbrella.
Not far away, on the way they came, a butter paper umbrella was slowly showing through like a withered yellow lotus leaf in a lotus pond.
Seeing the young man with thick eyebrows and the handsome young man parked in front of the kiosk, the tall and thin man under the butter paper umbrella also frowned slightly, but he still had strong confidence in himself, so he did not stop at the slightest pace.
He didn't stop until he was more than ten meters away from the young man with thick eyebrows.
The thick-browed young man raised his brows, and his heart became even more excited. However, the countless fights and lessons in the past made him develop the habit of never making a move until he heard the exact order behind him.
"You're not from Qin." He didn't say anything, but the handsome young man who was standing in the pavilion with his hands behind his back said indifferently.
The tall, thin man under the butter paper umbrella was noncommittal, and said flatly: "Look at the situation, you two are not from Qin either."
The handsome young man said calmly: "It's not a Qin person. If you didn't kill a Qin person, then it has nothing to do with the laws and regulations of the Great Qin Dynasty, and no one will make an effort to investigate it. You have a good idea. You have nothing to worry about." I'm afraid it's not the first time I've done such a business."
Is it fishing
The tall and thin man under the butter paper umbrella frowned. He turned his head and looked at the surrounding road suspiciously, making sure that there was no Daqin chariot hidden in the rain, and he looked at the handsome young man who was extremely calm, Asked: "Ordinary foreigners do business in the fish market through a middleman, and they dare not reveal their wealth. You don't follow the rules, and now you know what business I specialize in, and you still stop here to wait for me. You also do this. kind of business?"
"I'm not interested in this business of cutting paths and robbing roads."
The handsome young man shook his head, "It's just that if someone gets our idea, we'll call back. This is our rule of thumb. But you, who dared to follow after you sensed something was wrong, are commendable for your courage, and you can be regarded as a desperate man." only."
The tall, thin man under the butter paper umbrella laughed and said, "I was originally a flood dragon in the pond, not a small fish or shrimp in the fish market. Naturally, I am different from ordinary people. Since I have spent my energy to follow, I have to see someone clear."
His laughter was very sincere, and his words were also very arrogant, but in the next moment, before the words fell, he turned around without hesitation, and the butter paper umbrella in his hand flew towards the thick-browed young man in front of him, and his body, Like a galloping horse, it fled to the rain behind.
"He has a bit of a brain, and knows how to retreat."
The delicate young man looked at the tall, thin man who smashed countless raindrops in an instant, was wrapped in white mist, and fled backwards with an extremely violent posture, and shook his head sighing, "It's just that since we are here, we have to retreat. It’s not up to you to get in.”
After saying these two sentences, he said softly to the young man with thick eyebrows, "Do it."
When he sounded the word "do it" softly, the edge of the swirling butter paper umbrella was less than a foot away from the eyes of the young man with thick eyebrows.
The edge of the paper umbrella cuts the air and the sound of raindrops makes people feel the power contained in it clearly. However, the young man with thick eyebrows just remains motionless, looking excitedly at the umbrella and the tall and thin man who is running back. man.
A shrill whistle suddenly sounded in the air, and a thin, thin sword that was so red and black suddenly flew out from the sleeve of the young man with thick eyebrows, flying forward like lightning through the air.
It was just that the umbrella handle of the butter paper umbrella was cut during the forward flight. In the next moment, the butter paper umbrella hummed and completely disintegrated.
The pupils of the thin and tall man contracted violently, and the skin all over his body was tense and painful like needles.
He himself is not an ordinary practitioner, he is indeed a dragon crossing the river, that's why he dared to do such a thing, but during the conversation with the handsome young man, he felt restrained everywhere, especially at the moment when he retreated to advance, Both were directly seen through by the other party.
Although he retreated with anxiety, the butter paper umbrella was still his temptation. As long as the opponent's strength was not as terrifying as he imagined, then he would not retreat but advance.
However, at this moment, the strength of this young man with thick eyebrows is even more terrifying than he imagined!
There was a crack of "嗤"!
The flying sword, whose speed was already terrifying to the extreme, was still accelerating even more violently, and it was accompanied by an exploding white air mass, appearing directly in his line of sight!
The tall and thin man let out a shrill roar, and more than a dozen lines of fire the thickness of a thumb appeared in the air around him instantly, and the water vapor surrounding him was evaporated in an instant.
The small sword that had disappeared from his sight appeared behind him, and the flying sword stabbed three times in a row at his back.
boom! boom! boom! Three knocks.
More than a dozen lines of fire that criss-crossed in front of the flying sword were all cut to pieces, and the powerful force caused the tall and thin man's body to fly forward uncontrollably.
The young man with thick eyebrows pursed his lips tightly and took a step forward.
It was just one step, and it happened to be in front of the tall and thin man who flew back.
The dilapidated big umbrella in his hand flew into the sky, but a big black sword was pulled out from the handle of the umbrella.
The thin and tall practitioner's complexion was pale. He knew that it was at the moment of life and death. Under the pressure of death, he finally burst out with extreme strength. All the true energy in his body was released from the countless holes in front of him gushes out.
Countless tiny real fires appeared in front of him, faintly formed into a red dragon, and rushed towards the young man with thick eyebrows.
He is right, he is not a small fish or shrimp in a shallow pond, he is a dragon.
The flood dragon made of countless real fires is even more terrifying than the real flood dragon, and the raindrops floating down from above were directly burned and exploded.
The wet clothes on the young man with thick eyebrows were dried instantly. He didn't even blink his brows, but simply swung the big black sword drawn from the handle of the umbrella, and swung it forward.
There was a loud bang.
Carrying countless terrifying vitality of heaven and earth, the big black sword directly shattered the dragon made of real fire, and then hit the thin and tall practitioner.
This is not like a sword at all, but like a giant hammer forging iron!
A giant hammer that can smash even an iron mountain with one blow!
"one… "
The thin and tall man just uttered a hasty scale, and all the meridians in his body were shattered by the terrifying force, and all the bones flew backward like a weightless sack.
When the sword was approaching, he also knew in his subconscious that he could only make a hasty scale.
He was full of dread.
The word "one" has many meanings.
…
Among Zhao Jianlu's seven great disciples, the first one is called Zhao Zhi.
Legend has it that he has two swords, one "Chi Sha" and the other "Broken Mountain".
However, practitioners from various dynasties used to call him "Zhao Yi".
Because unlike all other sword masters who use two swords, his two swords, one flying sword and one melee sword, are not used for attacking and defending, but for attacking.
He has only cultivated one kind of sword posture, no matter what kind of opponent he is, he will only fly out with one sword and knock out with one sword.
However, very few people can catch his sword.
In this Changling, the person he met happened to be a practitioner of Zhao Jianlu, and he was one of the seven true disciples. When the tall and thin man fell to the ground sadly, he felt that he had died unjustly.
Even waves of shock and amazement overwhelmed the initial panic and fear of death.
It turned out that Mr. Zhao Yi was so young, and it turned out that he was Mr. Zhao Si.
The bones in his body had been completely shattered, but he still didn't know where the strength came from, so he raised his head slightly, wanting to take another look at the handsome young man in the pavilion.
It turned out that it was Mr. Zhao Si.
The legendary Mr. Zhao Si turned out to be such a young and handsome man.
All practitioners in the world know that although Mr. Zhao Si is the fourth disciple accepted by the great master Jianlu, his realm is the highest among all the true disciples, and all Jianlu disciples obey his orders.
Mr. Zhao Yi, who only took one sword, also respected him extremely, like a servant, always followed by his side, obeying his orders.
The thin and tall practitioner finally vaguely saw the shadow of a handsome young man in the pavilion.
He was a little dazed, and died with some surprise and satisfaction.