Jian Yang Nine Heavens

() There are many literati and scholars coming and going in Moxiang Inn. Many people who have read poetry and books like to drink and chant poems here, with gorgeous long swords hanging from their waists. They just walk frivolously after drinking a few sips. Xiang Ye drank for a long morning, still calm and calm, his face did not change, maybe it's because the wine in this world is so light.

Chu Lang bowed his hands to Xiang Ye again and said, "No matter what, I still thank you for your rescue last night, otherwise I would not be able to escape from Jue Wuqing."

Xiang Ye waved his hand and said, "Brother Chu, you are being polite. I think even if I don't help, that old beggar will help."

"Oh, why is Brother Xiang so sure that the old man is nearby?" Chu Lang looked at Xiang Ye in confusion and asked.

"Last night, you didn't realize that right after we left, two formidable masters came from Jue Wu Qing's side. Their martial arts cultivation base is even more advanced than Jue Wu Qing's. When we left the south gate, they sensed our whereabouts with their spiritual consciousness. If there is no expert to disturb the sight of Ju Wuqing and the three of them, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave safely." Xiang Ye said with eyes like torches.

"Since that's the case, why didn't that person come to the rescue directly, but asked you to help him out of a large circle of people." Chu Lang pondered for a while and said.

"He said that you had a foresight towards him, and you were afraid that the misunderstanding would have any plans for you. I don't know if that's the case." Xiang Ye smiled slightly.

"Could it be him?" Chu Lang suddenly remembered the old beggar he met at Lingqiu Peak when he just came down the mountain.

"Forget it, don't care about him, if you meet him next time, let him come to me." Chu Lang thought for a while and said.

Chu Lang is also a free and easy person. Since he is destined, although he feels that the old man is a bit shameless.

A waitress brought a full bottle of wine, Chu Lang took it with a slight smile, reached out and lifted the wine pot to fill Xiang Ye's glass with wine, Xiang Ye was also proud, picked up the wine glass without saying a word, and said to Chu Lang : "Very lucky to know Brother Chu."

"Brother Xiang, please."

After drinking three more cups in a row, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing at the same time, agreeing to their appetites.

Suddenly there was a scream, and not far away, a man was drinking and holding a girl tightly. It was the maid who brought wine to Chu Lang just now. cry.

The few tables of literati around the big man were frightened and hurriedly dropped their silver and went out. The shopkeeper hurriedly greeted the big man to persuade the big man, begging the big man to let the maid go.

It is estimated that the big man got drunk, kicked the shopkeeper away, slapped the table with his palm, and said loudly: "Who dares to spoil the old man's happiness, don't blame the old man for being rude."

The big man was so powerful and knew martial arts, he pressed the maid on the table, picked up a bowl of wine, opened the girl's mouth with one hand, and poured wine into it.

Chu Lang frowned when he saw it: "Damn it, she is presumptuous in front of me."

Throwing a chopstick straight into the big man's right hand holding the wine, blood flowed, mixed with the wine and sprinkled all over the floor.

The big man bared his teeth in pain and yelled, pulled up the square table from left to right and threw it towards Chu Lang. Regardless of the pain, he quickly pulled out the chopsticks on his right hand, spattered a bunch of blood, bowed left and right, and rushed towards Chu Lang with strides.

Chu Lang shot swiftly, and smashed a cup straight on the big man's face, smashing a few front teeth, and kicked the big man out of the window with his strength, only to hear a burst of yelling and cursing from outside.

There was silence in the inn, Chu Lang tossed his hair, looking cool, could it be that he was fascinated by his chic demeanor.

Chu Lang shook his head, smiled at Xiang Ye and said, "I couldn't hold it back for a while, my hands are cheap, come, brother Xiang, drink."

Xiang Ye was speechless, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The maid recovered from the shock and knew that she had offended someone who shouldn't be offended.

He quickly ran to Chu Lang's side, thanked Chu Lang and said: "Thank you, my lord, for your rescue, otherwise the little girl will suffer today." As he said that, he would kneel down and thank Chu Lang.

Chu Lang shook his hand, and hurriedly helped the maid: "This kind of beast, in broad daylight, actually behaves so brutally. This young master beats him every time he sees it."

The maid shook her head and said: "Master, you should leave Yunzhou City as soon as possible. That person can't afford to offend him. Go quickly, or you won't be able to wait."

Chu Lang was puzzled and said: "What a big man, Yunzhou City can still be walked sideways by him, and if he does such a behavior openly, isn't it lawless."

The maid said anxiously: "My lord, that big man is Bai Meng's subordinate. Bai Meng is the son of a yellow-clothed white elder of the Qilin Alliance. He won't let the son go."

Chu Lang didn't know if he had heard it, and he didn't take it to heart at all, and said to Xiang Ye: "Drinking, let alone him, anyway, I've offended once, and I'm not afraid of doing it again."

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, the maid retreated sadly, worried in her heart.

As the sun set, Chu Lang walked on the street, admiring the bustling city, and after drinking and eating with Xiang Ye, he rested in his room for an hour, and then he couldn't wait to come out for a walk.

At this time, a group of people suddenly came up ahead, several of them were guarding a young man in blue brocade clothes, and the leader was a big man who molested the maid in the inn.

The big man's bandaged right hand pointed to Chu Lang and said, "Young Master Bai, this is the kid who doesn't pay attention to our Qilin Alliance at all. He openly abuses Young Master Bai for relying on his father's prestige to run amok and says that Young Master Bai is really incompetent."

Chu Lang shook his head when he heard this, this guy really knows how to add fuel to the picture.

Bai Meng didn't even look at Chu Lang, and asked the big man suspiciously: "Which dog is blind, and doesn't even look at whose territory this is, did you recognize the wrong person?"

The big man hurriedly responded, "I dare not make mistakes."

Chu Lang said calmly: "Hmph, you should ask your good men what they did." Chu Lang felt angry when he saw these dudes.

"No matter what you do, first kneel down and admit your mistakes to the uncle before you speak." Bai Meng glanced at Chu Lang and said proudly.

Chu Lang snorted coldly, and said with contempt: "The mighty Qilin Alliance, how can there be scum like you who deceive the market and ruin the reputation of the alliance."

Hearing Chu Lang's sarcasm, an old man in white clothed next to him slapped Chu Lang instantly. Chu Lang was on guard all the time, and moved quickly to dodge. At the same time, he stabbed the man's palm hard blocked back.

Chu Lang could see clearly that this guy was dressed in white, and he was obviously a master of the innate realm, but judging from the momentum of his attack, this guy was obviously not as ruthless as the one he met last night.

Chu Lang dodged the fatal blow lightly, but he was dissatisfied with the movement of his hand. He picked up the sword in his hand and stabbed out the sword in an instant, delaying the attack of the old man in white, and then breaking his fast attack, but after all, there was a big difference. If it weren't for Chu Lang's Snow Shadow Crossing the Sky is a mysterious martial skill, which can increase its power a lot, otherwise it would be really difficult to avoid the fierce attack of the white-clothed old man with Chu Lang's cultivation base.

Chu Lang jumped up, and there were many people on the other side, so Chu Lang didn't dare to entangle with the other party. He jumped onto the tiled roof on the side of the street, waved his right hand, and stirred up the snow on the roof, preventing the Tsing Yi disciples of the Qilin Alliance from jumping up one after another.

Bai Meng saw that Chu Lang's cultivation base was the same as his own in the spiritual space realm, but he was three levels higher than his first spiritual realm, but he was able to take several tricks from Lan Lao's hands, and he was able to retreat completely. , seeing that he was about to escape, he shouted loudly: "Give it to me, don't let him escape."

"Haha, it turned out to be nothing more than that, boy Bai, come after him if you have the guts to see if I don't kill you, and dare to act wild on the tiger's head." Chu Lang looked down from the roof, sarcastically.

"I'm angry too. Whatever you look at, go up there and catch him." Bai Meng shouted angrily when he saw that many disciples around him were stopped by the snow that Chu Lang swayed.

"Old Lan, teach me a lesson for this blind guy." Bai Meng did not dare to speak too harshly to the old blue man in white, and clasped his fists.

"Don't worry, my lord, this old man will go and arrest him and let you punish him." The old man surnamed Lan nodded.

Chu Lang flew out all the way, blasting the men in Tsing Yi who followed him off the roof, and walked towards the north gate with peace of mind.

Just as Chu Lang was about to land and leave, suddenly a burst of energy came from behind him. Chu Lang dodged dodging, turned around and saw that it was the old man surnamed Lan who was chasing him.

Chu Lang saw that no one else was catching up behind him. Since he was a master of the Xiantian realm, Chu Lang also wanted to test how big the difference was. He snorted coldly in his heart, and quickly reacted to attack the old man. Xu Jiujian's swordsmanship.

The old man let out a sound of "Hey", and recognized Chu Lang's sword technique, but his subordinates did not slow down, and quickly slapped a few palms, disintegrating Chu Lang's offensive in an instant.

"Hehe, the disciples of the Tianming Sword Sect dared to offend the Qilin Alliance. You are looking for death." The old man surnamed Lan sneered.

Although the swordsmanship is exquisite, the difference in realm is too great after all. Chu Lang has no ability to parry the old man's innate three-level cultivation base at the first level of Lingkong.

The old man jumped up into the air, and the figure shrank to the side of Chu Lang in a flash. He hit the big acupuncture point on his chest with his finger, and then kicked Chu Lang to the ground.

As soon as Chu Lang landed, he ignored the injuries on his body, and suddenly Bing Ling pointed at the old man surnamed Lan who jumped down from the sky.

puff!

"Ah!" Chu Lang's spirit, whose vitality was greatly weakened, was lifted by a shout. Chu Lang saw the old man surnamed Lan lying in a pool of blood, and the surrounding snow was already stained red with blood. Chu Lang knew to continue. If you stay, you will die.

Chu Lang gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty, found an alley to escape in a hurry, and used the ice spirit finger for the second time, Chu Lang was shocked by its power for a long time, if he hadn't used it for the first time in Jiuya Mountain that day, I am afraid that I will be completely stunned by the effect just now.

Spike?At least Chu Lang didn't see any movement from the old man surnamed Lan before he left. If he passed out from anger, he was dead.The setting sun shone on the long street, staining the earth and the body of the old man surnamed blue red. The people standing on both sides of the street watched silently, and some timid ones simply cleaned up the shop early and went home to find a wife for sex. went.

Xiang Ye, who was standing in the corner not far away, watched from a distance, and had to say that this Chu Lang was still a little skilled, and even felt a little scary. With a cultivation base of the first level of Ling Kong, he actually killed the old man surnamed Lan who was in the third level of the innate. Regardless of whether he used sneak attacks or not, a kill was a kill.

Xiang Ye clenched his fists tightly and his veins were exposed, his face was abnormally calm, but his sharp eyes looked thoughtfully at the direction where Chu Lang was leaving.