Heyue County, Qianfu.

In the decorated and magnificent front hall, Qian Youdao sat in the main seat, and his son Qian Shouye did not sit down, but instead lowered his hands and stood respectfully aside.

There were three people sitting below, one old man and one young man. The only one left was the most special, as tall as a child, but with a beard and many wrinkles on his face. He turned out to be a dwarf.

No one talks, they seem to be waiting for something.

After a cup of tea, a servant ran in from outside. He knelt on the ground panting, "Master, that... the bald man has repelled all the people who have passed by and is coming to the mansion."

Qian Youdao's movements of drinking tea froze and then sootheed. He whispered: "What kind of morality is so panicked. Three masters, it depends on you next."

The dwarf was the most anxious and said, "I have nothing to worry about just a child. Even if his master Chen Jiantu is here, I am not afraid."

After hearing this, the young man with swordsman sneered: "Of course you are not afraid. Who doesn't know that the spirit boy is good at escaping? Moreover, it may not be a matter of a child who never grows up."

The dwarf was furious when he heard this. He flipped his hand and three steel needles appeared in the gap between his fingers, surrounded by qi and emitted a faint green light.

"What qualifications do you have to say that you are a disgraceful disciple in Jianzhu? You are not a stray dog ​​yet!"

The young man sneered, the long sword behind him buzzed, and the sword energy was terrifying, "Then I will let you see the power of the wrecked dog!"

Just as the sword was tense, the old man who had been slowly coughing, "Enough, we are here to solve the problem for Mr. Qian, not to cause trouble for others, please be careful."

As soon as he spoke, the two unruly guys immediately stopped their voices, snorted coldly, and ignored each other.

Qian Youdao breathed a sigh of relief. The people in the martial arts world were the most unruly. He was really worried about fighting just now.

The old man stood up and bowed, "Master Qian, prepare the things and wait until we go and get the child's head."

After saying that, he walked out of the front hall first. The young man grabbed a handful of food and followed closely. The dwarf looked at him with contempt and walked at the end with his head held high.

So when Wang Yu and others arrived at the gate of Qian Mansion, they saw three guys who were not ordinary people waiting for them.

"You are Wang Yu?" The dwarf said with his head tilted and his eyes squinted: "I'm called Ling Tongzi. Remember this name and when I report to the King of Hell, I can know who killed you!"

"Okay, okay, I understand." Wang Yu nodded with a smile and looked at the old man, "Who is your lord?"

"I haven't been out of the world for a long time, but in the early years, some people called me Ghost Fist, and not many people should know at this time." The old man was very polite, but the murderous intent in his eyes had begun to gather, more and more, more and more violent.

The last person left without waiting for Wang Yu to ask questions, introduced himself: "My name is Jiang Yun, the outcast of Jianzhong."

Sword Tomb?

When Wang Yu heard this name for the first time, he looked at him curiously, "Is it the sword's tomb or the swordsman's tomb?"

Jiang Yun paused when swallowing things, "Are there any."

Wang Yu nodded, "The Qian family doesn't let us leave the county town, so I came here to greet you specially. Master Qian still has to do his best to do something secretly. Do you want to stop him?"

"Take money and eliminate disasters for others. Boy, take the call!"

The Ling Tongzi was the first to take action, and six steel needles were shot out at an incredible angle by him. The speed and the force of castration caused ripples in the air.

Moreover, the needle tip is wrapped with qi, and this special technique is specially designed to break the external horizontal practice. With a click, it often takes just one click to not only ejaculate through the flesh and blood, but also forms a large hole, which is extremely vicious.

The people from the world who followed Wang Yu from afar were already shocked when they saw the three people in front of Qian's mansion.

When the dwarf took action, no matter how poor his eyesight was, he would recognize his feet. The more he knew, the more he became afraid.

Assassinating the Star Spirit Boy, it is rumored that human life is necessary to take action. A hidden weapon is superb and can hit it within a hundred steps. Especially the steel needle emitted by his special technique is called a death needle by many people who are fond of trouble.

Facing the fierce hidden weapon, Wang Yu shook his head and smiled, opened his mouth and vomited lightly, and six blue sword energy broke through the air.

In an instant, the needle pointed to the wheat rays. After exhausting the force, the sword energy dissipated, and the steel needle fell to the ground, making a jingle sound.

The Ling Tongzi's face changed and his expression became solemn.

Jiang Yun sneered from the side: "What a great steel needle!"

The angry spirit boy glared at him fiercely, but the enemy was in front of him, not the time for an attack.

The moment just now seemed light, but Wang Yu showed his eyesight and control of sword energy, which made people dare not underestimate.

Moreover, Ling Tongzi was not sure whether the strength of the sword energy used by Wang Yu happened to be the same as that of him, or that he used it intentionally after seeing the power of the flying needle clearly.

If it is the latter, it would be terrible.

When his heart was ruthless, the Ling Tongzi shouted angrily: "I see how you block it!"

After saying that, he stumbled under his feet, and his body spun.

"Wujian!"

Accompanied by the roar are countless hidden weapons, most of which are steel needles, thick and thin, thick and thumb-sized, and thin like hair.

"Okay, I'll block you!"

Wang Yu looked calm and protected the Hu brothers and sisters and Chen Anzhi behind him. The Ghost Fist and Jiang Yun on the opposite side had already retreated when the Ling Tongzi took off.

The green long gown on his body shook, and he raised his hands to aim at the hidden weapon flying from the sky. The blue sword energy surged out of his sleeves.

For a time, there were loud jingles on the long street. Fortunately, there were few people passing by in front of Qian Mansion, and there were no hawkers buying and selling here, so no one was accidentally injured.

And the group of people in the martial arts world hid far away, so there was no need to worry at all. They looked at them in a daze, and they were already raising Wang Yu very high in their hearts. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were completely convinced.

If I really wanted to kill someone at the noodle stall before, no one would have survived.

The hidden weapons on the Ling Tongzi were finally limited, and his aura was exhausted, so he had to fall down in disappointment.

The impact in the air had stopped, all of which were hidden weapons he sent out. On the other hand, Wang Yu's face was not red or breathless, as if he had just yawned just now, which was extremely relaxed.

As the descendant of the Sword Tomb, Jiang Yun was an abandoned disciple, but his eyesight was still there, so he understood the horrors more.

Not to mention that vision and control, just the amount of sword energy can scare half of the swordsmen to death.

Jiang Yun knew about the three kilograms of sword energy that Chen Jiantu had practiced. As his name suggests, the amount that everyone can store is limited, and if there are too many, they will explode and die.

Just now, Wang Yu used more sword energy in those short breaths.

And looking at his appearance, he has no power at all, and it is terrifying to think about it carefully.

The killer weapon is used as an ordinary means, how can I fight this fight?
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