Domineering

Chapter 51

"Left yamen?"

Longheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked fixedly at the brocade-robed young man under the stage, and then smiled casually: "I didn't expect Ya Nei to also come to the ancient market, but this person has a personal grudge with my Long family, and Ya Nei will not even come to the ancient market." Don't you want to sell me even this little bit of face?"

"Sell! Why not sell?"

The corners of the brocade robed youth's lips were raised, and he smiled recklessly: "However, the rules of our Nanjie Temple Market must not be broken, otherwise, who would dare to come to our Nanjie Temple Market to fight and have fun? Young Master Long, are you right?"

Longheng was noncommittal, he suddenly stepped in front of Chu Xisheng with one step, and slapped Chu Xisheng's face abruptly with his palm.

He was too lazy to entangle with the yamen of the county magistrate's family, so he slaughtered this son, and the left yamen could only curse a few words, which was irrelevant.

But at this moment, a slim figure with red hair and red clothes appeared in front of Chu Xisheng like a ghost.

One of her short swords happened to catch Long Heng's right palm.

This woman was clearly invincible, not only did she slip back three steps after taking over the palm, her entire arm was covered with a thin layer of ice.

A little bit of cold air spread backwards, causing Chu Xisheng behind him to shiver.

Longheng's face was icy cold: "Under the sixth rank?"

When did the yamen of the county magistrate's family recruit such a master?
Zuo Ya Nei's face was as black as iron, with a green look: "Fire the arrows and recruit troops!"

He stared at Longheng coldly: "Longheng! People say you are arrogant, but you are really crazy. You can look down on me, Zuo Qingyun, but you have to take the centuries-old rules of Nanjie Temple Market into account. inside."

Chu Xisheng knew the so-called sound arrow, also called 'Ming Di'.Usually, a small bamboo whistle is tied to the shaft of the arrow. When the arrow flies, it will make a sharp whistle, which can be heard for several miles.

Sure enough, when a long arrow flew into the sky, it made a sharp sound in the sky, and the entire Nanjie Temple Market was in a commotion. In less than a moment, six or seven hundred strong men in red robes and armed with weapons came from all directions. The tide surged out, completely surrounding the arena.

Long Heng glanced around, but his expression remained unchanged, his eyes full of sarcasm.

He flicked his sleeves slightly, and an ice-blue long sword by his side suddenly came out of its sheath and was nailed to the ground.At the same time, a powerful cold force grew from the sword, filling the entire arena: "Tell me a condition, how to hand him over to me. I will decide this son's life. Otherwise, Long, I don't mind washing Temple Street with blood!" .”

Chu Xisheng found that the uppers of his shoes were actually frozen in the ice.

Zuo Ya Nei let out a disdainful sneer, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger: "Who are you scaring? Today you dare to try in the temple market. I would like to see if you, a dragon crossing the river, can return to the west bank alive?"

Then he turned his head and looked at Chu Xisheng: "Hey! That little brother, do you mind playing a few life-and-death fights? Zuo guarantees that you will not suffer."

Chu Xisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and responded unambiguously: "Chu doesn't mind, thank you for protecting me!"

Looking at today's scene, he might not be able to hold back Lu Luanli with his cultivation.

It was a surprise that this Zuo Ya Nei was willing to act on his behalf.

Chu Xisheng definitely didn't have any reason to smear the other party's face.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would never want Chu Yunyun to expose her identity.

"Good guy!"

Zuo Ya Nei laughed loudly, and then looked at Long Heng: "If you want to kill someone in our Nanjie Temple City, you can only fight to the death! This little brother's cultivation is only below the ninth rank, but since he is standing in the ring on the ninth rank If it is higher, then it will be calculated according to the cultivation base of 'Ninth Grade Upper'.

However, I see that he is clearly ill and lacks physical strength, so one hour shall prevail.Within an hour, as long as the heroes under your command do not exceed the ninth rank, they can fight on stage.

You can take his life in the life-and-death competition, I have nothing to say, but if you can't, then let it go, all grievances and grievances will stop here, and your Long family will never trouble him again.How about it?Mr. Long, I have marked the road now, do you dare to accept it? "

Hearing this, Longsheng turned his head and looked at Chu Xisheng up and down, and then smiled slightly: "Then follow the words of the yamen!"

With a flick of his robe sleeves, a wave of true energy pulled up the two long swords on the stage, and then stepped off the ring, looking at the subordinates and his second brother Longsheng who were welcoming them.

"You go up later." Longheng put his hands behind his back and looked directly at his second brother Longsheng: "Your martial arts Yuangong has been cultivated to the ninth rank, and your sword skills have also improved a lot. It is not difficult to kill him."

Longsheng's complexion was slightly pale, and he shook his head violently.

He still has a deep impression on Chu Xisheng's knife.

Longsheng came here today to see how Chu Xisheng died, not to watch a monkey show in the life and death competition.

And he had already heard the rumors that Chu Xisheng was already the head of the inner sect of the Zhengyang Martial Arts School, and he even won the first place in the actual combat assessment half a month ago.

Although this rumor was too absurd, Chu Xisheng's first place was also due to a coincidence.

But if Chu Xisheng had no ability, how could there be such absurd rumors?

"waste!"

Disappointment appeared in Longheng's eyes, he snorted, turned his head to look at a strong man in heavy armor on the left: "Heng Shishi, it is rumored that this son is extremely fast with swordsmanship, and his figure is not bad. Agility. You take off your armor and go up later, and exchange for a magic refining light steel knife. Kill this person, and I will give you a secret medicine of Yuan Gong under the eighth rank."

Hearing the words, Heng Shiwu took off his heavy armor without hesitation, and strode onto the ring.

There was a crowd of people waiting around, and they couldn't help showing surprise on their faces.

Even the cheapest Yuan Gong secret medicine under the eighth rank is worth as much as 600 taels of magic silver.

But they are not envious of this.

Heng Shiwu is the chief of the "Eighteen Knights of Hengmen" under Longheng's command. He is the strongest among the 18 people, and he has excellent attainments in body skills and knife skills.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in red suddenly roared in the distance: "Someone is fighting to the death! Old rules, go up the mountain of swords!"

"Roar!"

At this moment, more than 200 big men in red roared at the same time, and their voices shook the sky.

They stuck more than 200 long knives on the edge of the ring, and a cold light flickered in an instant.

After that, only the winner can walk down from the ring alive.

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Longheng didn't care about the scene on the ring.

He knew Heng Shiwu's fighting power, and he could at least be in the top ten in Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall.

The moment this person came on stage, Chu Xisheng was not far from death.

He walked straight to a nearby restaurant and sat down by the window on the third floor.

The field of view here is wide, and you can look down on the arena below.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant consciously served him refreshments.

At this time, Zuo Qingyun came over from Zuo Ya Nei shaking his folding fan, and sat down opposite him with a leisurely expression: "I'm curious, how did that little brother offend your eldest son Long? ?”

"He saved Tie Xiaosheng from the Iron Banner gang from me."

Longheng raised his teacup, and looked at Zuo Qingyun who looked astonished with a half-smile, "Thank you Brother Zuo, you are finally willing to give me some thin noodles."

Zuo Qingyun squinted his eyes, then raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Don't talk too much, I don't think this little brother is like a mortal."

Longheng laughed dumbfounded, and lowered his head to drink tea.

"Whether it's a mortal, just look at it—"

At this moment, there was another roar from the north side of the ring: "Attention, the three-way drum sounds! The two of you can't make a move until the third drum sounds!"

Chu Xisheng on the stage held the handle of the knife with his hand, and looked indifferently at the strong young man opposite him.

The two of them had already signed the certificate of life and death, and Chu Xisheng knew the name of this person, Heng Shiwu.

This person is also expressionless, and his whole person is as cold as a rock.

One can only see this person's mood from the tense muscles of his right arm, which is not as calm as he appears.

When the first drum sounded, it was very quiet inside and outside the stage, only some people gathered at the gazebo to place bets, making a little noise.

Chu Xisheng swallowed a 'Divine Power Pill' at this moment.

During the martial arts competition in Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, he had never used the Divine Power Pill, and he felt that using it to bully fellow martial artists was not very righteous.

But today it is a life and death struggle, leaving no room for it.

The second drum sounded, and the arm muscles of both of them swelled at the same time.Their breathing became extremely heavy.

And just as the third drum sounded, Chu Xisheng's pupils dilated slightly.

"choke!"

A black arc like light and electricity came out of the sheath, sweeping half a foot in front of him.

But Heng Shiwu's head was thrown into the air instantly, and a lot of blood spattered in all directions.

Above the restaurant, the teacup in Long Heng's hand stopped, his expression was slightly cold, and he looked at the young man in the middle of the ring.

Chu Yunyun in the audience raised the corners of her lips slightly, feeling relieved.

That guy, he's improved again—

(End of this chapter)