The tall and thin man with thick finger joints under the umbrella did not know what Ding Ning was thinking at this moment. He followed the two foreigners calmly and indifferently.

The rain curtains outside the fish market are still like curtains, and the water from the ponds is about to spread out, and the grass on the shore is floating with the waves.

The young men with thick eyebrows and the young men were walking outside the city, and gradually the huge corner towers standing 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, one of which happens to be called Qiuyu Pavilion.

This is a dilapidated pavilion covered with withered vines.

Looking at this shabby pavilion and the pedestrians in the misty rain, a fog surged in the eyes of the beautiful young man.

This kind of pavilion was originally built to shelter pedestrians from the wind and rain, but the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn are awesome. In this difficult weather, pedestrians are hurriedly rushing, and there is not a single person to shelter from the rain.

The same is true for life. The journey and what you think at the beginning often go against your wishes.

The young man with thick eyebrows who helped him hold an umbrella behind him did not feel that way. Since he walked out of the fish market, his eyebrows have been locked, and the murderous intent in his bright eyes has become stronger and stronger.

Looking at the pretty young man in front of him, he stopped to look at the pavilion, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Is it here?"

The handsome young man nodded with his hands in his arms: "It's here."

The thick-browed young man began to get excited: "Let me take action?"

The beautiful young man looked at him with a calm face: "The other party is very strong, and this is Changling again. We can't spend more time here, so it's very suitable for you to take action."

The young man with thick eyebrows became more and more excited. He wiped his left hand without an umbrella on his clothes, as if his palms were already sweating.

The beautiful young man seemed to be in a better mood. He smiled slightly, walked into the pavilion, and waited quietly.

The young man with thick eyebrows thought for a while and did not follow him into the pavilion, but just stood outside the pavilion with an umbrella.

Not far away, on the way they came, a butter paper umbrella was like the withered yellow lotus leaves in the lotus pond, which was slowly coming out.

Seeing the thick-browed young man and the pretty young man stopping in the pavilion in front of him, the tall and thin man under the butter paper umbrella also frowned slightly, but he still had strong confidence in himself, so his pace of progress did not pause at all.

He walked more than ten meters across from the thick-browed young man before stopping.

The young man with thick eyebrows raised his eyebrows and became even more excited. However, countless fighting and lessons in the past have made him develop the habit of never taking action before he heard the exact order behind him.

"You are not a Qin person." He didn't say anything, but the pretty young man standing in the pavilion with his hands behind his back said coldly at this moment.

The tall and thin man under the butter paper umbrella refused to comment and said lightly: "Depending on the situation, you two are not Qin people."

The beautiful young man said calmly: "It's not a Qin person, and if the one who killed it was not a Qin person, it has nothing to do with the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, and no one will make any effort to investigate it. You have a good idea. Judging from your fearless appearance, it's probably not the first time you have done such a business."

Is it fishing?

The tall and thin man under the butter paper umbrella frowned. He turned his head suspiciously at the roads around him, and confirmed that there was no hidden Daqin chariot in the rain. He looked at the handsome young man who was extremely calm and asked, "Ordinary foreigners must pass through intermediaries in the fish market. They dare not show off their wealth. You do not abide by the rules. Now they know that I specialize in what business I am, but they are still waiting for me here. Are you doing this kind of business?

"I have no interest in this kind of business of scissoring the path."

The beautiful young man shook his head, "It's just that someone has our ideas, we will fight back. This is our rule in doing things. But you, you dare to keep up with you when you realize something is wrong, but your courage is commendable and you can be regarded as a desperate person."

The tall and thin man under the butter paper umbrella smiled and said, "I was originally a dragon in the pond, not a small fish and shrimp in the fish market, so I am naturally different from ordinary people. Since I have spent my energy to follow, I have to see clearly."

His laughter was sincere and his words were arrogant. However, in the next moment, before he finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation, and the butter paper umbrella in his hand flew out towards the thick-browed young man in front of him, and his body ran away like a running horse to the rain curtain behind him.

"I have a little bit of brain, knowing how to retreat to advance."

The pretty young man looked at the tall and thin man who was instantly smashing countless raindrops, wrapped in white mist, and fleeing back with an extremely violent attitude, shook his head in sighing, "But since he is here, you are not thinking about it."

After saying these two sentences, he whispered to the young man with thick eyebrows: "Do it."

When the word "doing" sounded softly, the edge of the flying butter paper umbrella was less than a foot away from the eyes of the thick-browed young man.

The sound of cutting the air and raindrops at the edge of the paper umbrella makes people clearly feel the power contained in it. However, the young man with thick eyebrows is just motionless, looking excitedly at the umbrella and the tall and thin man running backwards.

A shrill roar suddenly sounded in the air, and a thin and red sword suddenly flew out of the sleeves of the thick-browed young man, and flew forward like lightning breaking through the air.

Just cut the handle of the butter paper umbrella while flying forward. In the next moment, the butter paper umbrella buzzed and completely disintegrated. It was directly shattered into a bunch of silk trousers and scattered out by the terrifying force.

The tall and thin man's pupils contracted violently, and his skin was so nervous that it felt like a needle-like pain.

He is not an ordinary practitioner himself, he is indeed a crossing river dragon, so he dares to do such a thing. However, when he talks with a pretty young man, he feels restrained everywhere, especially at this moment when he retreats to advance, he is directly seen through by the other party.

Although he felt uneasy and retreated, the butter paper umbrella was still his temptation. As long as the opponent's strength was not as terrifying as he thought, he would not retreat but advance.

However, at this moment, the strength of this young man with thick eyebrows was even more terrifying than he thought!

A crack sound of "swish"!

The flying sword, whose speed was already extremely terrifying, was still accelerating even more violently, and it appeared directly in his sight with a burst of white air ball!

The tall and thin man roared shrillly, and more than ten lines of fire as thick as a thumb appeared in the air around him. The water vapor wrapped around him was evaporated in an instant.

The small sword that disappeared from his sight had already appeared behind him, and the flying sword that was flying at an extremely high speed stabbed his back three times.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Three explosions.

More than ten dense fire lines blocking the flying swords were all shattered. The powerful force made the tall and thin man's body fly forward uncontrollably.

The young man with thick eyebrows tightly pursed his lips and stepped forward.

Just one step, it happened to be in front of the tall and thin man flying back.

The worn-out umbrella in his hand flew up into the sky, and a black big sword was pulled out of the handle of the umbrella.

The tall and thin practitioner's face was pale. He knew that it had reached the critical moment of life and death. Under the pressure of the breath of death, he finally burst out with his ultimate strength. All the true energy in his body gushed out from the countless orifices in front of him.

Countless tiny true fires appeared in front of him, faintly forming a red dragon, and pounced on the young man with thick eyebrows.

He said it rightly, he is not a small fish and shrimp in the shallow pond, he is a dragon.

The dragons formed by countless real fires are even more terrifying than real dragons. The raindrops floating above are directly burned and exploded.

The wet clothes on the young man with thick eyebrows were instantly burned. He didn't even blink his eyebrows, but simply waved the black big sword drawn from the handle of the umbrella and swung it forward.

There was a loud bang.

The black great sword carries countless terrifying energy of heaven and earth, directly smashes the dragon formed by the true fire, and then hits the tall and thin practitioners.

This is not like a sword at all, but like a giant hammer that thrusts an iron!

A giant hammer that can even be smashed by iron mountain!

"one…"

The tall and thin man just emitted a rapid scale, and was shattered by terrifying force, all the meridians and bones in his body, like a sack without weight, floated backwards.

When the sword came, he subconsciously knew that he could only emit a rapid scale.

He was full of sadness.

The word "一" represents many meanings.

...

Among the seven disciples of Zhao Jianlu, the first disciple is Zhao Zhi.

According to legend, he had two swords, one "Red Evil" and the other "Breaking the Mountain".

However, in the words of practitioners of various dynasties, they are used to calling him "Zhao Yi".

Because unlike all other sword masters who use two swords, his two swords, one flying sword, and one close-fitting sword, are not attacking and defense, but are all used for attack.

He only practiced a sword force. No matter what kind of opponent he was, he could only fly out with one sword and knock out with one sword.

However, very few people can catch his sword.

In Changling, I met a practitioner from Zhao Jianlu, and a figure among the seven true disciples. When the tall and thin man fell to the ground sadly, he felt that he was not unjustly dead.

Even waves of shock and amazement overcame the initial desolation and the fear of death.

It turns out that Mr. Zhao Yi is so young, it turns out that he is Mr. Zhao Si.

The bones in his body were completely broken, and he had no idea where he got the strength. He raised his head slightly, trying to look at the pretty young man in the pavilion again.

It turns out that's Mr. Zhao Si.

The legendary Mr. Zhao Si is such a young and handsome person.

All practitioners in the world know that although Mr. Zhao Si is the fourth disciple accepted by the great master of the Sword Furnace, his realm is the highest among all true disciples, and all Sword Furnace disciples obey his orders.

Mr. Zhao Yi, who only took one sword, also respected him extremely. He was like a servant, always following him and obeyed his orders.

The tall and thin practitioner finally vaguely saw the shadow of the beautiful young man in the pavilion.

He died in a daze, a little surprised and satisfied.
Chapter completed!