"Xinghe, what's going on with these swallows?" The city gate is still far away, and the two men riding on horses to attract the swallows to sing are almost a sight.

Chen Xinghe looked at Luo Chan'er's sword.

"What do you mean?" Luo Chan'er was reluctant to throw away the sword.

"It's exposed! There's nothing wrong with the horse, but there's something wrong with the sword. I'm more inclined to think there's something wrong with the sword. Because the other party bet that when we leave, we may be able to give up other weapons, but they can't part with this sword worth ten thousand taels."

"Life is more important!" Luo Chan'er looked at the Flowing Light Shuttle Shadow Sword, and was about to throw it far away when Xinghe said: "Since it has been exposed, there is no point in throwing away the sword. Get off your horse and walk, have a good meal, and prepare to fight."

"good."

The two of them got off their horses and walked, found a roadside stall and bought it for a hundred taels of silver. After that, they filled up the noodles and braised it and started eating.

The reason why Chen Xinghe found this stall was because there were customers eating noodles, and the swallows had just started to scream, so the enemy had not had time to poison him.

It's not necessarily the case if you go to other places to eat. Du is always a convenient way for Jianghu tourists.

The swallows had dispersed, and the street became extremely solemn. The vendors were so frightened that they immediately closed their stalls and ran away.

The feud between Jianghu and Jianghu is repeated again and again!

There was a swordsman on the roof, a knight with two spears at the intersection, and a frail old woman approaching with a wooden staff, the head of which seemed to be piercing her heartbeat.

The monk also came to join in the fun, with a thick curly beard and equally thick and curly eyebrows. The nine-ring tin staff in his hand reminded the green young hero of the golden Zen moon staff in his arms.

There are also many strange and eccentric people.

Chen Xinghe didn't want to start a war in the city, because this is a prosperous place. How good would it be for everyone to do business harmoniously?

It's a pity that heaven does not follow people's wishes, and if you are wandering around in the world, there are nine out of ten people who will not be as happy as you want.

"Quack, quack, kid, you are quite calm." The presence of a night owl-like voice in the early morning was annoying, at least Chen Xinghe didn't like it, so he took action.

"Bang..." The sound was very loud, and a powerful pill was blocked by the long knife and shattered into powder.

"Boy, you have so many pills that there is no use... uh uh uh, poison..." The hook-nosed old man put his hand on his throat and started to activate his internal energy. However, the poison was terrifyingly powerful, and the more he used his energy, the faster he would die.

The old man is dead with his Nite Owl voice.

Chen Xinghe was still eating noodles. The enemy came too quickly and it was impossible for him to finish the meal given his appetite.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

Nine powerful pills poisoned five masters, and two masters ran away like crazy. This was Chen Xinghe's starting move.

Only the old woman and the monk could deal with it easily, and this method of poisoning had no effect on them.

Although it didn't work, it made them stop in their tracks, with a trace of fear in their eyes, and they no longer dared to look down on this young man.

Experts can tell if there are any by stretching out their hands.

The speed, shock force, and inner strength are contained in a small poison pill, and six masters were killed in the blink of an eye, which is enough to prove that the opponent has a crushing level of skill.

Chen Xinghe felt regretful in his heart: "Using poison is a shortcut that everyone in the world wants to take. If there were more Dali Pills, I can guarantee that no one can get into my body."

Poison naturally has levels.

This is the poison that killed the Great Elder Qingyuan. Using it on these people is tantamount to using it to shame a chicken. Killing such a small person makes this poison very shameful.

Chen Xinghe didn't know the level of the poison. As long as it had an immediate effect, popping it out would be extremely comfortable.

He felt relieved, which made the strange visitors attracted by these bloody orders feel a little bitter.

"Little baby, it's not easy for you to have this kind of skill at your age. It's a pity that you shouldn't have offended the Yan family and those women who hold grudges. The nine idiots of the Sa family will not go on a killing spree today."

There was a "boom" and the street became dark, as if a violent ape got up.

Monk Jiu Chi stepped back more than ten steps with a bang, spitting blood, and looked at the young man opposite him with a frightened face and a jade-like face.

Chen Xinghe put the nine-ringed tin staff to the side and said calmly: "It's a pity that I didn't kill you. I think monks shouldn't kill. Maybe the Buddha didn't kill you because he was too lazy to kill you."

"Pfft..." Jiu Chi was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. The terrifying punch just now killed him half of his life.

The old woman took a step back and murmured: "Monster!"

The long street was silent, and no one dared to step forward.

Chen Xinghe continued to pull noodles. It was a long way back to Cangshan Mountain from here, and there might be many bugs along the way, so he had to try his best to gain some confidence.

What is confidence?

If you scare the enemy so much that they dare not take action easily, this is called confidence.

No one is not afraid of death. There may be some who move forward even though they know they will die, but Chen Xinghe believes that there are very few such people.

A small number means that it is easy to deal with. After all, Jianghu is not an army. There is no such thing as marching forward bravely and having a command like a mountain!

It is precisely because of this understanding that Chen Xinghe will never go against the government, and when faced with these gangsters, once he decides to take action, he will do his best to kill them.

"Everyone come together." Someone began to encourage. Such people usually shout loudly and will not go into battle in person.

Chen Xinghe shook his head and said angrily: "Uncles, uncles, aunts, let's get together and relax! If you don't listen, it's not my fault that you died here today! The city's inspection department may have been bribed to turn a blind eye in a short period of time.

Close one eye, but you guys have been choking here all morning, even the gods can't stand it! Why bother if you are caught and receive merit while you are running away?"

Luo Chan'er secretly laughed and said to herself: "This guy talks in a bad way! He even choked. Did he think he was an uncle or aunt who dances gongs and drums in the countryside?"

Who's on?

If the person who comes first is killed, doesn't this serve as a wedding dress for the person behind?

The key is why is this kid so powerful? Even if he was injured in a dozen moves just now, there is no need for everyone to be so desperate!

Now, who knows if this kid still has the kind of poisonous pill that can instantly seal the throat in his pocket?

Who knows how high his internal strength is?

Who knows how crazy his boxing skills are?

I'm just afraid that the bottom is too deep. There's no super powerful person taking action to weigh the depth. I'm afraid there's no need to take action today.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew.

A large number of green leaves flew in, turning yellow in the air, and withered when they fell to the ground.

When the wind stopped, someone turned around and said, "You kid is very scheming and deliberately creates a strong atmosphere. These fools are actually frightened by you. Do you know what is the true Qi of the backcountry? Do you know how terrifying the background of those wealthy and powerful sects is?"

Chen Xinghe suddenly asked: "Are you a first-class expert?"

"Hmph, Baiyuan County is poor, and the first-class masters in your eyes are not even qualified to stretch out their hands in front of my nearly first-class masters from Kurong Sect."

"Kurong Sect?" Chen Xinghe laughed: "Did you hear it? Kurong Sect, it is Kurong Sect that is dealing with me. The first-class masters are not even qualified to stretch out their hands in front of the quasi-first-class masters of Kurong Sect, what about me? Why did they meet me?

Just like when you are faced with a powerful enemy, you are talking here and there? Are you afraid of me? Afraid of me..."

"The little thief is looking for death." The man in yellow glared angrily, and there was a bit of coldness in his hand.
Chapter completed!