There is little piano sound in the Tingquan Tower.

More than 40 swordsmen stood in the corridor on the second floor, pressing their hands on the hilt, looking serious, staring at the uninvited guest next to the tea case. Shocked by this person's skills, he also suddenly realized:

I just thought Zhongli Jiujiu was talking nonsense, but now it seems that he is indeed much more than the owner of the manor... No wonder...

Yan Hanli didn't hear any sound, and he didn't know when the young man in white entered the hall. However, he was so excited that he was a little bit unscrupulous. He turned around and his eyes were slightly cold:

"Who are you?"

Xu Buling looked at him with a golden goose feather knife, his face was cold, but he felt a little helpless in his heart.

After discussing with Zhongli Jiujiu, they cooperated with each other. Zhongli Jiujiu went in from the front to find out the depth, while he sneaked in from the dark, waiting for an opportunity to kill him with one blow, and then the two of them left.

The result was good. Zhongli Jiujiu, a woman who loves to cause trouble, was full of slander and insisted on carrying him out to anger her. She was about to die. What's the point of making these messy things?

But after saying it, Xu Buling couldn't explain it to him, and was too lazy to explain. He turned his head and looked a little unruly:

"You have bad ears? Her husband."

“…”

Yan Hanli's eyelids twitched, and Yu Guang looked at the masters in the surrounding villages, and then took them back, his eyes showing a little coldness:

"Okay, okay...you actually came together, just right..."

Zhongli Jiujiu moved his footsteps, walked around from the outside to Xu Buling, and said softly with a little admiration and attachment:

"My husband, let's go, don't bother with him."

Xu Buling took advantage of the situation to hold Zhongli Jiujiu's little hand:

"Don't be afraid."

Zhongli Jiujiu was having a show, but unexpectedly Xu Buling came to her real life. She shrank her hands and glanced at Xu Buling with annoyance, but her mouth was gentle: "Hmm~" said.

The love between a man and a concubine is endless, I am afraid that this is just that.

The blue veins on Yan Hanli, who was considered to be non-existent, burst out with blue veins on her forehead, and she flicked her sleeves and said coldly:

"You are so brave. At this time, you still want to leave after coming. You think that I am Yanqi Villa, you can't make it..."

Xu Buling really had no intention of talking nonsense with these scums in the world. He let go of Zhongli Jiujiu's hand, stood up with a Yanling knife, and looked around for a while:

"If you want to fight, just do it. Is it interesting to say so much nonsense?"

“…”

Yan Hanli clenched his fists, nodded, and stretched out his hand.

The second uncle of the Yan family next to him felt that the opposite side was too arrogant and might make a mistake. He wanted to dissuade him, but more than 40 people present could not suffer any loss no matter how they thought. After hesitating, he still handed the Yanling knife on his waist to Yan Hanli.

Xu Buling saw this scene and spread his hands gently:

"Are you still going to fight alone?"

Yan Hanli's eyes were fierce: "You think I'm stupid?" After the words, the blade was unsheathed, and the cold light appeared in the hall.

"kill"

With a command, more than 40 swordsmen in the corridor on the second floor jumped off the fence, and it seemed that there was rain in the huge hall.

Yan Hanli flew forward with a knife in one hand and took the lead in killing Xu Buling, who was ten steps away. Although his personality was a little despicable, Yan Hanli was able to succeed as the owner of the manor and his martial arts skills were absolutely good. He had a Yan Feng sword in his hand like a dragon wandering around the world, and there was no flaw in his flash. He had taken three steps in a flash.

The second uncle of the Yan family who retreated showed deep relief when he saw this scene. Although the woman had a knot in his heart back then, this was also a kind of inspiration. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Hanli had no face to deal with his friends, he wouldn't have calmed down and devoted himself to martial arts.

After ten years of hard work, this knife is enough to revive the glory of Yanqi Villa.

However, before the second uncle of the Yan family finished sighing, the next scene made his eyes burst.

The arrogant young man in white faced with dozens of swordsmen, without any panic on his face.

He strode forward and walked towards Yan Hanli, holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand, and "drawing the sword" in a flowing manner.

Snap-

The cold light flashed and the two had passed by each other.

Xu Buling walked towards the people who jumped down with a long blood-dropping sword, and said with emotion:

"Good knife."

Yan Hanli rushed forward with a knife in one hand. Before he could use what he had learned throughout his life, he saw that his opponent had already avoided from his side.

There was a bit of fierceness in his eyes. He held the knife and wanted to take his back with a knife, but for some reason, his body did not turn back, and his movements and vision were stagnant.

The cold touch came from the chest and abdomen, and the next was the stinging pain, and the feet seemed to lose consciousness.

Looking down, a bloodline appeared under the ribs on the left side of the robe until it was under the ribs on the right side.

How is it possible...

Before his body fell down, Yan Hanli even forgot about Zhongli Jiujiu. He looked back hard, but the white robe had already walked away...

"The owner of the house!"

“Bold!”

"you……"

In the huge hall, there was anger in an instant. Many swordsmen of the Yan family jumped off the second floor were shocked and covered up by anger. They cursed in pain.

The second uncle of the Yan family's eyes instantly turned red, and he clenched his fists without thinking.

Go up:

"You are so brave..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Buling turned around and kicked him sideways, and sent him to the chest of the second uncle of the Yan family. He kicked him out of the body and hit the three swordsmen who fell down. He all broke out of the window and fell into the dragon pond. He didn't know how to live or die.

Zhongli Jiujiu did not watch the show. When many swordsmen fell, she took out a flying knife and poisonous needle. She stood behind Xu Buling and sprinkled it out like a flower scattered.

However, these swordsmen were prepared for Zhongli Jiujiu, and they cut the flying needle and the flying knife apart after a few slashes. After landing, they rushed towards Xu Buling.

Mars flicked everywhere in the teahouse, and the singer playing the piano screamed and climbed under the piano platform.

Xu Buling was calm in the face of dozens of people surrounding him, holding a goose feather knife and pulling it left and right. There was almost no one in one junction. In just ten steps, seven or eight people lie on the ground.

Many swordsmen were surging their blood for a moment. Seeing Xu Buling killing people like chopping melons and vegetables, they instantly returned to calmness, stopped together, and formed a circle with the blade edge in their hands, with their eyes frightened and cautious, and they dared not move forward.

Xu Buling had already killed the main owner and was too lazy to work hard with a group of fish. Seeing that no one dared to go forward, he neatly closed the knife and sheathed it, spread out his right hand:

"Can you still fight?"

“…”

Many swordsmen seemed to see the King of Hell who knew that they would have the intention of fighting to die. After a few people leaning against the door ran out secretly, they fled in destruction. Everyone rushed to the four directions, without saying a word from beginning to end.

The huge teahouse was quiet, the hall was messy, the body was lying crookedly on the ground, blood flowed all over the ground, seeping into the gaps on the ground.

Yan Hanli, who was cut in half, had not yet died and did not wail. Instead, he looked at Xu Buling's back with a blank look, as if he had not figured out the current situation.

Xu Buling walked closer, pierced Yan Hanli's neck with a knife, left the knife in place, and turned around and said:

"Let's go."

Zhongli Jiujiu didn't expect that the injection would be finished so soon. She held a small bottle of poison needle in her hand and glanced left and right a few times. After saying "Oh~", she followed Xu Buling with the hem of her skirt.

Tingquan Tower's riots had already alarmed the only few shops, and everyone closed the door. The long street was empty without any vitality, as if it was a dead city.

Zhongli Jiujiu took a half step slower, followed Xu Buling behind her, looked back at Tingquan Tower, hesitated for a while, and said softly:

"Xu Buling, you are so awesome."

The eyebrows were curved and there was a bit of admiration. This time it was true.

Xu Buling chuckled slightly, turned his head to look at Zhongli Jiujiu who was a little shy:

"It should be venting your anger for your wife."???

Zhongli Jiujiu frowned slightly: "Xu Buling, sister, I'm just having sex, and I've finished fighting..."

Xu Buling walked on the snowy street with a cold expression:

"Don't do such inexplicable tricks in the future. There is no point in making it. If this happens, I will become real if you talk nonsense."

Zhongli Jiujiu was raped, but she didn't refute, and nodded slightly: "I know~ I just don't accept it. Yan Hanli looked like that back then, so disgusting..."

When he walked to the place where the horses were parked, Xu Buling untied the reins. Seeing that Zhongli Jiujiu looked completely different from the fairy who had passed away in the past, he remembered one thing:

"Miss Jiujiu, don't you pretend to be a fairy and want to accept me as your disciple? Why did you suddenly change your temperament? It doesn't look like the solemnity of your master at all."

Zhongli Jiujiu's expression froze slightly, she held the big red horse and thought for a while, shook her head and smiled:

"It's just a joke. With our friendship, it's okay to teach you my skills. You don't need to become a disciple..."

"Didn't you say that 'the rules of the master's sect are unchangeable', why is it possible all of a sudden again?"

“…”

Zhongli Jiujiu looked a little embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly: "I decided the rules of the master. Now I have changed my mind... I won't mention this matter, it's almost dark. Hurry up and find a safe place to stay..."

Xu Buling laughed in his heart and said nothing more. The two of them walked out of the market with their horses. When they were about to reach the intersection, they saw two people standing under the big archway with the words "Longtan" engraved.

Both of them were wearing straw raincoats and hats. The difference was that one sword was on the back and the other was held in his hands, standing left and right, without moving at all, just like two gods who had been standing there for many years, blending with the heaven and earth, as if they had no vitality at all.

The two of them stood under the archway and were clearly visible, but Zhongli Jiujiu did not pay attention until he found out that Xu Buling stopped and Zhongli Jiujiu realized it.

"Who is this...?"

Zhongli Jiujiu took a step back, showing a bit of caution in her eyes. She was a master at least. She didn't even notice when she stood in front of her and almost walked onto her face. Just this steady power was definitely not an ordinary person.

Xu Buling frowned, glanced at the two straw raincoat guests, felt a little pressure, hesitated, and took off the long spear wrapped in black cloth from the side of the horse.

Zhongli Jiujiu secretly grabbed Xu Buling's sleeve and said hesitantly:

"If you come, it is best to leave."

"If you dare to stand here and wait, you won't be afraid of us running away."
Chapter completed!