Yi Gangyu held [Xiao Qingcheng] hidden in his arms tightly, and his palms were covered with sweat. Not only that, his forehead and temples were covered with fine beads of sweat.

Just by the handsome young man's sword call, he could see that it was not easy to mess with.

What's more, this guy is young, but he is only twenty-three or four, and he can make the sword hover in the air, his sword body remains motionless, his sword tip buzzes, pointing at him from afar, and he doesn't make any moves, which is the most painful.

The handsome boy is like a cat, and Yi Gangyu and Wan Chongshan are like two mice, one big and one small.

Only when you get tired of playing with it can you start.

Wan Chongshan would naturally not be hidden behind Yi Gangyu's thin body. He rolled up his sleeves and took two steps forward, pointed at the handsome boy, and shouted angrily: "Hey! There is no hair that grows, don't use a broken sword to pretend to be a god. Let's put the horse over. If I didn't tear you apart today, your ancestral tomb was cracked and there was blue smoke."

The handsome boy was not angry, but instead smiled and said gently: "I count you, but I don't want your fingers, but I want your big tongue. After cutting it back, feed the dog."

Wan Chongshan hooked his fingers and said disdainfully: "Cut it quickly, it's so long-lasting, one of you, sissy."

Yi Gangyu was calm and alert, just about to say a little bitch, but Wan Chongshan suddenly said in surprise: "Brother, 'cut', 'say', 'sy', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go', 'go',

Yi Gangyu was stunned, thinking that the enemy was facing him, why did this rough man suddenly rhyme the poem?

On the other side, Junior Sister Wanxi was obviously impatient, frowned and said sternly: "Senior Brother Tianyi, what are you waiting for?!"

Senior Brother Tianyi nodded and smiled, "The two ends must be the wild breeders whose parents have died. Junior Sister Wanxi, it's a good show."

A snow-white sword light flashed.

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The reputation of Fugui Street in Digou Town is not actually because of the rich families living here, but because of an ancient well on Fugui Street.

Baisha Ancient Well.

The ancient well is located in the middle of Fugui Street. This old ancient well that has existed for many years is full of mystery and weirdness for everyone in Digou Town.

The appearance of the ancient well is not surprising. The wellhead is parallel to the ground and is made of a kind of white long stone around it, about three feet higher than the wellhead. Perhaps it is because of the long-term sun and rain, wind and frost, some of the white stones have been corroded, but they have not rotted, but flow down the well wall, like white candle tears.

Since Yi Gangyu became sensible, the water in this ancient white sand well has always been a light red. If it is put into a bucket, it is colorless and tasteless. Take a sip and it will be cool and sweet.

On hot weather, there were several wealthy families who used hemp rope bamboo baskets to hang a few big watermelons into the ancient well early in the morning. They thought that they would take it out at night and cut it open. They would be the most delicious. However, interestingly, every time they were taken, they were only empty bamboo baskets, and the big watermelon disappeared. After trying it several times in a row, they gave up again and again, just thinking that some strange fish must have survived in the ancient well, and they stole the big watermelons.

Another strange thing in the ancient well is that no matter how heavy it rains or how long it takes, the water in the ancient well will always remain flat on the road surface and will not overflow a little bit.

The last strange thing is that there is a rusty spear located above the wellhead. Someone who is interested in it has measured it. The gun is so big that it is so big that it is not as big as the weight?

There were several wealthy families who despised the spear that prevented the water from being drawn, so they called several servants to remove the spear. As a result, the four people at the beginning turned into the last forty people. They racked their brains and did not move the spear a minute.

Everyone was frightened, and for a while, there were many different opinions. Finally, an old scholar in the academy concluded that this gun was left by the god of heaven. The purpose was to suppress a giant beast hiding in the ancient well. Never blaspheme the gods of gods, otherwise they would be punished by heaven.

Since then, everyone in Digou Town has awe of this ancient white sand well. During festivals, they will stay away from the ancient well ten feet and eight feet away, kill pigs and sheep, and sincerely sacrifice and worship.

This theory of sacrifice is also extremely particular. The gods and earth can only be sacrificed by the emperor, while the princes and officials can worship mountains and rivers, while the scholars and common people can only worship their ancestors and the kitchen god, and they cannot do anything. Fortunately, the land is far away, and the nine-five masters who live in Lingxiao Imperial City may not even know this place. As the saying goes, "the sky is high and the emperor is far away", the unlucky people in the land gou town are also blessed.

It’s just that it’s a blessing or a disaster, and you only know when it happens.

The mayor Cai Yinwen relied on his disciples of the Illusion Sword Sect. A sharp and thin sword made a swing. The orange-red flames that spit on the sword from time to time looked particularly frightening. In addition, he had a close relationship with Jin Tianzui, the lord of Tianshu City, and was ambiguous. Therefore, in the small Digou Town, it can almost be said to be a call for wind and rain, and he never took anyone seriously.

In view of this, Cai Yinwen once made up his mind to ignore the opposition of everyone on Fugui Street and dispatched seven golden flowers to use the magical power of the immortal family to remove the spear. After a lot of work, even her, the eight golden flowers became eight bitches, and the spear was still there. On the contrary, the cluster of faded red tassels at the tip of the spear became red as bloody and beautiful after enduring hundreds of immortal techniques.

What's even more strange is that the rust on the gun body did not fall at all.

After that, Cai Yinwen rarely appeared on Fugui Street. When he passed by occasionally, he was in a hurry and did not even dare to glance at the spear across the ancient white sand well.

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Yi Gangyu and Wan Chongshan were on the side of Baisha Ancient Well at this moment.

A little cold light came in an instant.

The ten thousand mountain tiger roared and launched a charge. The powerful one was hitting the long sword flying towards it with a punch.

He has never been afraid in the fight over the years.

The purpose of his fight is very simple, either defeating his opponent or being beaten by his opponent and not having a match.

Unfortunately, in recent years, the few tough characters he has encountered seemingly are fighting. Since he was beaten to death by the military guru of the hospital, he has started to suffer from bad luck in the years.

During this period, I went to Di Shouzi's blacksmith shop to get a hatchet. I looked like it was not good-looking, and it should be bent and heavier, so I scolded Di Shouzi for a while. Di Shouzi didn't speak at first and made a blacksmith, but later I thought it was a bit annoying to be muttered by Wan Chongshan, so I picked up a red charcoal block from the furnace with my bare hands and bounced my fingers. The charcoal block was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight in the air. Eight consecutive impacts were crackling, and I forced a Wan Chongshan, weighing about two hundred pounds, to fly from one side of the plum blossom to the other, a distance of four or five feet. Although Wan Chongshan was fighting, he was definitely not stupid, so he got up and ran away. The hatchet was finally brought back by Yi Gangyu.

Not long ago, at a small restaurant, Helian Shingo was slapped into a top with seven big mouths. Although he was not convinced, he was really convinced.

Now, facing the long sword of Senior Brother Tianyi in front of him, can he operate from time to time and regain his strength?

A scream exploded.

Wan Chongshan rushed out about a foot, and his right fist was pierced by a sword. The ease of action was about the same as cutting tofu with a knife.

Senior Brother Tianyi smiled and was about to call the sword back and fly another sword, but Wan Chongshan was like crazy, and actually stretched out his left hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, grinned at Senior Brother Tianyi, without stopping at all, but charged faster, leaning on his body, slightly raised his left shoulder, and crashed into the thunder.

If the one blocked ahead was a mountain, he would hit the mountain.

If the sea is blocking ahead, he will crash into the sea.

Senior Brother Tianyi's face changed slightly and nodded, "The 'Shan Kuan' in Bajiquan turned out to be a martial arts practitioner."

"It's just a matter of knowing the goods!" Wan Chongshan rushed forward and still shouted.

"Not in the way." Senior Brother Tianyi curled his lips and said a few words softly. A ball of red flame the size of a fist quickly condensed in the palm of his right hand.

I don’t care about the mountains, as if I haven’t seen them, and I’m moving forward.

Senior Brother Tianyi raised his hand and was about to shoot the fireball in his hand to burn the big guy like a mad dog to death, but suddenly a scream came from behind him: "Senior Brother, be careful!"

Senior Brother Tianyi was stunned. He couldn't figure out what to be careful about in this kind of monkey fighting?

But he knew it soon.

After Wan Chongshan's huge body, a person suddenly flashed out, coming faster, faster and more fiercely. Almost in one encounter, he snatched about a meter away. On his right hand, a crescent scimitar cut at Senior Brother Tianyi's left calf like lightning.

What Brother Tianyi didn't expect was that this young man in a cloth clothes who looked like a thin bamboo pole was not only very fast, but also had a tricky offensive. He did not rush straight over and squat and stab, but when he got closer, a lazy donkey rolled around and fell down obliquely, taking advantage of the momentum to take advantage of the knife.

This unexpected attack method immediately made Senior Brother Tianyi lose his target, but after all, he is an inner disciple of the Fantasy Sword Sect. Although his fellow disciples are open and straightforward when practicing, his reaction is still extremely fast. He lifts his left leg up in a flash and establishes an extremely chic "golden rooster independent" momentum.

Yi Gangyu's strange knife only cut through Senior Brother Tianyi's brocade shoe upper.

In front of the favorite junior sister Wanxi, she was so embarrassing that Senior Brother Tianyi was immediately angry and was originally planning to play with the two of them to win the beauty's smile, but instantly turned into murderous intent. He shot the fireball in his hand at Yi Gangyu who was rolling on the ground without hesitation, and hit Yi Gangyu's right thigh. The fireball exploded instantly, and the blazing flames immediately swallowed Yi Gangyu's lower body.

Senior Brother Tianyi was happy, but forgot about the Wanzhong Mountain that was charging forward. When he noticed the strong wind, he had no time to dodge. In a hurry, he quickly took out the body protection magic and took a blow.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Wan Chongshan was knocked to fly backwards about a foot and fell to the ground. He was dizzy and his stomach was even more overwhelmed. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

In contrast, Senior Brother Tianyi only took three steps back, with a handsome face a little pale.

Senior Brother Tianyi snorted coldly, grabbed the void with his right hand, and the long sword inserted into Wanzhongshan's right fist flew back, bringing a series of shocking blood flowers.

But at this moment, Yi Gangyu had quietly approached Senior Brother Tianyi, and the crescent scimitar in his hand also quietly penetrated into his waist and eyes. A seven-inch crescent scimitar was left with only the handle outside.

Senior Brother Tianyi roared in pain, kicked Yi Gangyu with one foot, and while he did not forget to make up for a sword, he cut off Yi Gangyu's four fingers in his left hand. Wan Chongshan fought his life to get up, trying to catch Yi Gangyu who was flying towards the Baisha Ancient Well, but he was slowing down, watching Yi Gangyu fall into the well like a kite with broken strings, splashing bloody water.

Wan Chongshan was stunned, turned around and rushed towards Senior Brother Tianyi without hesitation, roaring: "I want your life!"

Senior Brother Tianyi was stabbed in his waist and eyes. Fortunately, the Crescent Scimitar was still inside. Otherwise, he would have lost a lot of blood, so he would probably have not been far from death. However, he absolutely had no ability to send out a flying sword to stop Wan Chongshan. Junior Sister Wan Xi, who was stunned by the sudden change, finally came to her senses at this point. She pinched the sword technique with her hand and flew up quickly, piercing through Wan Chongshan's left thigh. The powerful impact force suddenly brought Wan Chongshan off the ground and hit the well wall of Baisha Ancient Well.

Wan Chongshan, who was almost crazy, seemed not to notice the pain. He grabbed the sword on his thigh with both hands and pulled it hard, but it was still motionless. When he turned around and looked at the well, except for the ripples, there was no shadow of Yi Gangyu. When he thought that this only good brother died like this, he was even more sad and angry. He gritted his teeth and supported the well wall to support his body. He glanced at the spear across the wellhead, groaned, held it tightly with both hands, and roared angrily: "Give me this broken gun to use it!"

The spear, which was unable to move at all, was held by the blood-filled hands of the mountains, and the gun body shook violently and made low sounds. The rust on the spear body was also falling off quickly, revealing the golden body inside.

At the end of the street of Fugui, a figure crossed several miles in a moment, standing beside the ancient white sand well, with a vast and shady mountain standing.

It was the butcher Zhang Linyuan.
Chapter completed!