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In the afternoon, there was a steady flow of cars and horses on the street, and a masked man with a dark body was walking slowly among the bustling crowd.Behind him followed five or six people in the same black clothes, except that no one else covered their faces except him. After all, covering their faces in broad daylight would attract many people to look sideways.

The common people in Liaoyi are used to seeing quacks with knives and swords, and they are more courageous. Seeing such a group of gloomy people at this time, they couldn't help talking in low voices with the people around them. Go up to strike up a conversation.

"Are you guys coming to Liaoyi for the first time? Are you here to participate in the martial arts conference? But the martial arts conference is still more than two months away...Why don't you let me arrange for the masters to have a good time in Liaoyi? The price is good..."

The masked man glanced at him coldly and said, "Get lost."

Those eyes were gloomy and cold, like a poisonous dagger piercing people's hearts.The peddler was so frightened by this look that his legs softened and he knelt down.

The masked man walked over without seeing anything, including the man in black behind him without saying a word.

Several people on the road saw the Qinglian embroidered pattern on the cuffs of the man in black, and they all said that Shen Qinglian had finally found the murderer who killed her younger brother, and she actually sent out his killer weapon - the masked martial spirit.

Wuhun seldom shows up in the gang. Some newcomers don't even know the existence of Wuhun. Only the senior generation knows that the gang leader has a top killer.Of course, it is usually very tricky tasks to ask Wuhun to take action.

Since the news of Qian Yuhan came last night, Shen Qinglian sent a letter to Lingdu to recall Wuhun overnight.The continuous night's running did not make Wuhun feel sleepy. When he heard the word 'Qian Yuhan', his whole body's blood boiled.It was a desire to be defeated from the bottom of my heart, and it was also an uncontrollable excitement before meeting an opponent.But at this time, he was not in a hurry to see Qian Yuhan, on the contrary, he enjoyed the calm before the storm very much.

How long has it been since you were so excited?Even the martial arts conference has never made him so excited, since that person quit the martial arts...

When the group arrived at Chuuxue Pavilion, Qian Duoduo was about to end the scene when he saw a group of men in black approaching from afar, his heart skipped a beat, he turned around and walked quickly into the pavilion to find Erniang Hong.

Hong Erniang has always disliked the flustered appearance of her subordinates, so she should be steady and calm in order to share the master's worries to the greatest extent.Looking up and seeing Qian Duoduo hurried upstairs, she frowned and was about to speak admonishingly, but Qian Duoduo blocked her by speaking first.

"Hong... Miss Hong, outside, outside..."

Hong Erniang said slowly, "What's going on outside?"

Qian Duoduo was out of breath, he straightened up and calmed down before he said, "A group of men in black came outside, and the leader is still covered, looking at the people who are coming..."

Hong Erniang was shocked when she heard the mask in black.She is an old Jiang Hu, so she has heard of the name of "Masked Martial Soul", so she immediately asked Qian Duoduo to hold her back first, then turned around and walked into Tianzi No. [-] room.

The Pavilion Master seldom comes back, but this time he brought someone with him. "He has unparalleled beauty and an invincible face." That's how the pavilion master introduced him the day he brought him back.Hong Erniang has never had the chance to meet this distinguished guest, but in her impression, the pavilion owner rarely brings people to the Chuuxue Pavilion, and it is even rarer to go directly to the third floor.This person has the ability to break the convention of the pavilion master, just because of this, Hong Erniang must look at him differently.

At first glance, Erniang Hong felt that this person's appearance was truly unparalleled in the world. Qian Shishi is the number one beauty in Jianghu, so it is not an exaggeration to call this person the number one beauty in Jianghu; at second glance, Erniang Hong's impression of him It plummeted, because he suddenly smiled lewdly at himself...

Hong Erniang said in her heart that she deserved to be the master of the pavilion, and her evaluation of him was really penetrating.

When Hong Erniang returned to the second floor, the group of people in black had already entered the Chuuxue Pavilion. The diners who were eating on the first floor were like frightened birds and left in a panic after dropping the food money. Some of them had just served the food. All the diners said, "I'll keep the money for you, but I won't eat this meal." They got up and left.In a blink of an eye, apart from the man in black, there were only waiters left on the first floor.

After the surroundings quieted down, Erniang Hong began to look at the group of people, and the masked man in black at the head also raised his head to look at her.The gloomy eyes were like a vulture, hovering over the cliff, waiting for someone's corpse to fall off the cliff.

Hong Erniang settled down, and met that gaze indifferently.After looking at each other for a few seconds, Hong Erniang smiled and went downstairs.

"Will the guest officials be top-notch or stay in the hotel?" The tone was as calm as ever, as calm as a deep well.

The masked man didn't speak, but the followers behind hurried forward. "We are looking for someone, but not you." At the end, he added: "I will come to you next time, beauty..."

Before the entourage could finish a sentence, a strong force suddenly grabbed his wrist, and with a crisp click, the entourage's wrist was actually broken.

The attendant held his wrist, unable to speak in pain: "You... you you... me... my hand... broke!"

The people behind all rushed forward with a huff, each one glaring, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Hong Erniang's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly: "There is still a minimum of respect between people. Just now, it's just that I taught you for your parents."

The man in black with the broken wrist turned livid, but was stopped by the masked man when he tried to draw his sword.

The masked man in black stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted, "Girl, I'm here to make amends for my subordinates. It's just that my subordinates were wrong and offended me." His voice was hoarse and deep, and his words were clearly very kind. It was a bit timid to come.

Hong Erniang unconsciously took a step back and said indifferently: "It's okay." This person didn't show any murderous aura, but he had the aura enough to make people flee without fighting.Hong Erniang's dismount obviously did not have the expected effect, and even Hong Erniang was a little bit disadvantaged in front of this person.

The masked man continued: "Then, let's get to the point. I want to see the pavilion master."

Hong Erniang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "I'm the boss here, just tell me if you have anything to do."

The masked man shook his head: "No, I'm looking for the owner of the Chuuxue Pavilion. It's not you."

Hong Erniang's face turned cold, she turned around and waved away the guys on the left and right, then snapped her fingers, and the second floor was full of people in a blink of an eye.All of them were masked in black, and they stood densely in the corridor on the second floor. They all pointed their bows at the man in black downstairs.

Hong Erniang said coldly: "I don't think Wuhun heroes are unreasonable people. I said that there is no pavilion master here. Why don't you believe me?"

Wuhun's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly a fierce murderous aura exploded, Hong Erniang even had her arm scratched before she could clearly see the opponent's sword drawing.

Regardless of the pain, Erniang Hong quickly jumped up to barely avoid the second attack, landed, turned around, drew her sword, and counterattacked. The movements were continuous and went straight to the opponent's neck, but she was abruptly used by the opponent with two spears just a second before she succeeded. Fingers gripped the blade.

Those two fingers were like iron tongs, firmly controlling Hong Erniang's scimitar, unable to continue to attack or withdraw the knife.

Hong Erniang stared at Wuhun's eyes, and those eyes seemed to smile.Then she saw that Wuhun's knife had touched her lower abdomen, and there was her vital gate.

Several loud applause broke the murderous silence.

“Wonderful! Really wonderful!”

Hearing the sound, everyone looked towards the second floor, only to see a man in white clothes holding a folding fan coming, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary aura.The awe-inspiring righteousness that radiates from the whole body makes people feel admiration at first sight.

"However, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the dignified Qinglian to help the number one swordsman to bully a woman in public?"

Wuhun's pupils shrunk slightly, and there was an uncontrollable excitement faintly flashing in them, like a ferocious beast seeing its prey, waving its sharp claws and ready to tear the prey's throat at any time.

"May I ask who you are?"

"Here, Pavilion Master of Xiachuuxue Pavilion, please tell me directly if you have anything to do, don't embarrass the girl."

Wuhun's eyes suddenly widened slowly, and the bloodshot eyeballs almost burst out.He laughed suddenly, his voice was louder and louder, his laughter was loud and sharp, more like the roar of a wild beast before predation.

In the next moment, Wuhun suddenly exploded, and the sword in his hand flew out at a high speed in front of his figure, and Wuhun chased the sword with the wind under his feet, and when the sword was about to hit the target, he held the sword again and exerted force again, borrowing With the help of the previous sword momentum, the speed of the sword has broken through the limit of a person holding a sword.The whole process was extremely fast, and it could be described as a fatal blow.

The reason why Wuhun exploded immediately was because he knew that if this move could not seriously injure the opponent, then he would have no chance of winning.

It's a pity that the sword in his hand was blocked at the last second.The sound of weapons colliding was light and sweet, and for a moment Wuhun thought he heard it wrong.

No one has ever been able to block this move with a weapon. Any weapon hit by this move is broken or shattered, and the remaining power is enough to seriously injure the person behind the weapon.

But the person in front of him blocked the blow head-on with a machete.A scimitar with gorgeous decoration and seemingly empty appearance blocked his 'hundred step piercing Yang'.

Wuhun turned over and jumped away, standing at a distance of more than ten meters and staring at the man in front of him.

The man in white is playing with a scimitar in his right hand, and a folding fan in his left hand behind his back.With a calm expression, it seemed that he was just making a fuss and didn't take it seriously.

Wuhun said coldly: "You are the one who won."

The man in white threw up the scimitar casually, then reached out to catch it and put it back into the sheath. He raised his eyes and said calmly: "No, you won. If I didn't have this knife, I would have died."

Wuhun didn't think it was a humble resignation, if he didn't have that knife, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.But now he felt puzzled again, because he couldn't feel the flow of true energy from this person.

There are only two situations in which a person will not have true energy.One is that the other party is really an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts; the second is that this person's skill is much higher than yours, and he is so strong that he can hide his true energy in front of you, which is an overwhelming strength.

Obviously this person is not an ordinary person, but Wuhun is also unwilling to believe that Qian Yuhan is so strong that he can't detect his true energy fluctuations at all.

Although the situation is unclear, Wuhun still decided not to take the risk himself.He closed his sword and cupped his fists and said: "I didn't intend to offend you, I came here today just to find someone, and I would like to ask the Pavilion Master to make it easier for me."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"The deputy leader of the humble gang was assassinated to death the day before yesterday, and today I am here to find the murderer."

The white-clothed man shook his head and said, "My condolences... But I only have some quacks here, and they all live on the second floor. You can search them one by one, but if you run into a customer, the shop can't afford it... ..."

Wuhun frowned slightly, and said sharply: "Then please take care of the pavilion master, I will definitely catch the murderer today!"

Wuhun wanted to forcefully go upstairs after saying that, Hong Erniang immediately became anxious, rushed up to stop him and said: "Do you think Chuuxue Pavilion is the place you can search if you want, even if the government comes, you have to hold back!"

Wuhun was about to explode, but he heard a person behind him say coldly: "Wuhun, I've already given you enough face, don't toast or eat fine wine!"

Wuhun paused slightly and turned his head slightly: "Tell you, the distance between you and me was ten steps just now, so I only used the first style of 'Hundred Steps Piercing Yang'." See through: "So, don't think I'm afraid of you, Qian Yuhan!"