I have many teachers

Chapter 820 Old Man (Two in One)

Xie Zhenghao looked at Wang Anfeng who was still carrying the bag, and still couldn't believe that the two of them were defeated in one move. Looking at Tang Huixin who was unconscious, he gritted his teeth and said:
"You... who are you?"

"The ones who come to No. [-] village this time are right for those who don't have such a physique."

Wang Anfeng replied: "I also really want to know, the Jielu Sword Hall is considered a decent family, why did it become a ghost of the White Tiger Hall?"

Xie Zhenghao's internal organs were as uncomfortable as the rivers and seas, but at this time he grinned and said: "What is a ghost? The hall master saved my life and taught me martial arts, turning me from a beggar into a big man that everyone in the world fears." Swordsman, I am willing to run for the hall master."

"What do you know?!"

Before the voice fell, a sword was thrown. The broad sword in his hand did not move, and a slender steel sword popped out. The swordsmanship was strange and cold, and it pointed directly at Wang Anfeng's vitals. The sound of Jian Ming was stopped immediately.

Xie Zhenghao immediately guessed that not only the sound of the piano was useless, but even the few cups of rice wine he drank had no effect at all. He secretly hated, gritted his teeth and raised his hand to snap off the edge of the sword. One hand was dripping with blood, and the other hand flew towards the side with the broken sword He rushed over, and when he saw Wang Anfeng appearing in front of him, he swung his broken sword and shot at Tang Huixin.

At the same time, the internal force in the body exploded, trying to sever his meridians.

But the Qi mechanism had just started to work, and a palm was already pressed on his shoulder, and the masculine internal force poured into it, suppressing all the rioting Qi mechanism and internal force, and the original suicide process was blocked.

Xie Zhenghao felt complicated, and turned his head to look in Tang Huixin's direction. He thought he would see a bloody corpse, but he saw another Wang Anfeng reached out and grabbed the sword, and then slowly disappeared.

Only now did he realize that the person behind him was holding a broken sword in his hand.

Afterimage?

Xie Zhenghao opened his mouth, his heart was shaking, Wang Anfeng threw the broken sword out with a snap of his fingers, and said casually:

"The news from Wuxin is really good."

"Planning to wait for an opportunity to assassinate the famous people in the first village and stir up disputes. Naturally, it is impossible for these people to attack the first village, but it is enough to make the prestige of the first village drop. They can no longer hold back this wild world full of dragons and snakes. The time is also convenient for you Baihutang to continue to act."

"And if the defense is tight and it is difficult to start, then you will kill yourself."

"A few fighters of the third grade have overturned the reputation of the world's No. [-] Zhuang Xiong for decades. No matter how you look at it, they are making a lot of money, right? If it was me, I wouldn't have much hesitation."

Xie Zhenghao's expression changed several times, Wang Anfeng's voice was firm, and he mentioned Wuxin's name again, which made him feel that this person seemed to have heard their discussion last night, and a chill could not stop rising behind his back, and he immediately realized that this might be a deliberate utterance Induce, calm down.

But at this time, Wang Anfeng had already taken a step back, and said lightly:
"Your pulse rate has increased by [-]%."

"It seems that I guessed right...isn't it?"

"you!!"

Xie Zhenghao was stunned for a moment, but then he couldn't help showing embarrassment and anger. He raised his hand and slammed it against a wall, still determined to die. With heavy strength, his internal strength was instantly dispersed, and he fell to the ground. After landing, he still yelled.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand and pointed at his dumb acupoint with volley energy.

Pacing forward, he casually grabbed Xie Zhenghao's broad sword that had fallen to the ground.

The broad sword is like a knife, and it suddenly chops down.

The sound of the knife clanging violently rose.

With the combination of fierce and fierce aura mixed with murderous intent, Xie Zhenghao's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sound of cursing stopped abruptly. The sword edge rubbed his cheek and sank into the ground, and Xie Zhenghao's cheek was torn out by the strength. Many fine wounds , blood dripped out, the heartbeat almost stopped, and it didn't start beating wildly until after a few breaths.

He already knew the identity of the person in front of him at this moment.

The younger generation, with profound and unpredictable internal strength cultivation, and domineering swordsmanship all the way.

Not many people meet these conditions.

Wang Anfeng let go of the hilt of the sword, and the wide sword fell to the ground. Without any politeness, he leaned over and grabbed Xie Zhenghao, threw him on the seat, and patted Xie Zhenghao's shoulder with his right hand.

Xie Zhenghao's face turned pale in an instant, and his expression became ferocious.

Just lightly, the meridians in his body seemed to have their own spirituality, like a bunch of twisted snakes, constantly raising their heads and flicking their tails, curled up with muscles and bones, and was once an iron man who walked on a sword without blinking an eye , This time, there were big drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

He wanted to struggle, but he didn't know when his acupuncture points were tapped, so he couldn't move.

He wanted to open his mouth to roar and roar, but the Ya acupoint was tapped. With all his strength, he only made a slight hissing sound in his throat.

Wang Anfeng stood beside the guqin with his hands behind his back, his fingers resting on the strings.

The ringing of the strings suppressed the originally very subtle sound.

The sound of the piano aroused the inner qi, which made Xie Zhenghao very depressed. Mr. Jiang Shouyi naturally would not teach him this kind of tricks, but since then, Mr. Ying has been watching over his piano skills.

In particular, the sound of the piano is very good, without the slightest dryness.

After a full stick of incense, Xie Zhenghao was already slumped on the chair like a slump of mud, sweat dripping down continuously, Wang Anfeng finally tapped the strings, the tone was slightly chilling, and he wrote lightly:

"This is the basic method in the hands of my Yaowanggu Gaimai. There are also 36 kinds of Tiangang numbers on it. There is a method that can make you unable to lose consciousness, and there is also a method of acupuncture for understanding the circulation of internal force. It can magnify the warrior's perception several times."

"I'm curious."

"Your loyalty to Baihutang can support you to the next level."

Just now, when he struck the strings, Xie Zhenghao's internal Qi surged and smashed through the Ya acupuncture point. He slumped on the chair, still reluctantly showing a sneer, and said: "If you have the ability, kill me..."

Wang Anfeng said flatly:

"I've learned a truth a long time ago, that having compassion for the enemy is actually a painful thing for the enemy to kiss."

"So you don't have to worry about whether I can't do it."

"This is the second type, usually."

Not intending to listen to Xie Zhenghao's words, after Wang Anfeng finished speaking, he raised his hand and popped out his fingers. Xie Zhenghao's body stiffened suddenly, and immediately tensed up. Thick blood vessels on his neck bulged out, circling like a python in the deep forest, which was abnormally thick.

After a stick of incense, Xie Zhenghao's eyes lost the desire to struggle before, leaving only ashes.

Wang Anfeng unlocked the dumb acupoint for him, sat opposite Xie Zhenghao, and said:

"I have some questions that I want to ask you."

"I hope you can tell me the truth."

"But it doesn't matter if you don't tell the truth, I've always been very patient."

………………

The No. [-] village in the world has a lot of visitors today, almost randomly picking a time, looking at the road from a distance, there are disciples with swords coming and going, attracting men and women in different clothes, and placing them in Daqin. Everywhere, there are people who can shake a river and lake a few times.

But many of them could only stay in the other courtyard on the mountainside, and no one was dissatisfied.

Jielu Sword Hall is regarded as the strongest sword sect in the southwestern area of ​​Great Qin, and the place it arranges is higher than the mountainside, and it can’t get behind the triple gate. Inside the triple gate of the first villa, there are seven masters, as well as Jianghu Only the masters who come and go vertically and horizontally are qualified to be there.

Even so, the other courtyard on the top of the mountain will be full.

It is not an exaggeration to say that if the man on Kunlun went mad and killed all the way to the triple gate, killed the residents in the other courtyard there regardless of black and white, and then rushed out from the back mountain, even if everyone worked together, they would not be able to take him down , then Daqin Jianghu rarely said that it would be sluggish for a period of sixty years.

Wang Anfeng pushed open the window and saw another old man laughing and stepping straight into the sky.

Many people can hear the laughter, and I don't know how many people are very envious. The scenery on the top is always good, but the scenery on the highest place on the first village is not necessarily so good. Those few people looked at the scenery side by side, not to mention the scenery, but this matter, just thinking about it is intoxicating enough.

Wang Anfeng looked away.

Behind him, Xie Zhenghao and Tang Huixin, who were born in Baihutang, had completely fallen into a coma.

After he finished asking Xie Zhenghao just now, he chopped the swordsman wielding a broad sword unconscious with one hand, and then woke up Tang Huixin and asked the same question. Naturally, there were many twists and turns in the process. But at least it can be used as a reference.

When Kunlun came out of the mountains, the rivers and lakes that had been calm for a long time turned into a puddle of muddy water.

The purpose of Baihutang is to completely confuse this Jianghu when the second owner of the first villa in the world takes over. It is best to kill some good people in the Jianghu, and do not hesitate to offend the first village, but also to discredit it. , can no longer hold back the rivers and lakes.

If the original old owner was still there, no one would dare to make trouble. With this palm, even if the owner of the Baihu Hall came here in person and was approached within three feet, he would not dare to say that he would be able to take over this warrior. Fist and palm, but the old owner is not here after all.

Wang Anfeng looked at the two people behind him, injected several kinds of unconscious poisons in a row, and even tapped the acupoints of the three sects of God Thief, Medicine King Valley and Shaolin Temple, and then threw the two people here with peace of mind, turned around When I went out, I first told Uncle Li about the matter, and the old man waved him to go on his own. He will take care of it here and it will be fine.

Wang Anfeng immediately went out, intending to find the people in the first village, intending to tell Si Kou Tingfeng the news.The disciple he found happened to be the sword-wielding disciple he had asked to help before. Hearing that he had something important to tell the owner, Gong Bairong obviously showed hesitation on his face, and said:
"This... Wang Shaoxia, the owner of my villa is busy today, so I'm afraid he may not have time."

Wang Anfeng said:

"That is to say, an old friend who watched the Mid-Autumn Festival reception in Liangzhou City came here."

Gong Bairong was a little puzzled, nodded, pointed to the pavilion next to him, and said:

"Then, please wait here for a while, young man, and I will report to the owner."

"However, whether to come out to meet each other depends on the owner's intention."

Wang Anfeng nodded and said:
"Of course it should."

Gong Bairong left immediately, and Wang Anfeng went to the pavilion to wait. The reason why he went to the Western Regions was because he had obtained information about Baihutang from Jiuzi there, and in order to find this old man, but It took a lot of time.

Finally, after the Mid-Autumn Festival Reception in Liangzhou City, Wu Xin introduced him.

At that time, not only Qingfeng Xie and others, Xue Qinshuang and Si Kou Tingfeng also walked with him, and they returned to Jiannan Road from Fufeng in a lively way. He also met Ximing for the first time in Liangzhou City, obviously only a few days ago. What happened a few years ago seems like it was yesterday.

Long time no see, I don't know how the old man is.

A trace of expectation rose in Wang Anfeng's heart. He paced around and looked at the scenery below from the pavilion. Apart from him, there was an old man in a green shirt on the pavilion. , I have been painting for a while, I think, on the scroll, there are faint green hills.

In the end, I added a few more strokes, and I couldn't help laughing proudly, very proud.

Seeing that there was no one to share with him, I regretted it. I suddenly found that Wang Anfeng, who was walking towards him while he was painting, had dimly lit eyes. Since the master has extraordinary attainments in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, naturally he is not willing to let him become a reckless man who only knows martial arts.

Unable to resist the old man's kindness at the moment, he unfolded the scroll and saw that the painting skills were pure, and he admired it in his heart. If he used his own standards, he would naturally be unable to make any comments on this old man who has been immersed in landscape painting for almost a year.

It's just that since I was 13 years old and now, I have seen my husband draw more than once. From a high altitude, my eyesight is not bad, and I only speak out my husband's idle words.

It's just that he didn't know what kind of person the green-clothed scribe was when he was young. After a few words, the eyes of the extraordinary temperamental old man lit up. Miao's old man has become a warm-hearted old man.

Jishu Lu pulled Wang Anfeng to sit down, stunned the young disciples who were guarding in the distance.

Just when Wang Anfeng was having a headache because of the old man's overheating, Gong Bairong came quickly from outside the triple gate, but she was the only one, and there was no trace of the old man. Wang Anfeng looked slightly startled, Gong Bairong entered the pavilion, saw the An old man was pointing at the scroll, his face was full of eagerness, and he couldn't help but froze.

Immediately took the initiative to salute:
"This junior has met Elder Zhou."

The old man turned his head, his expression changed from eager to cold, and he just nodded.

Wang Anfeng got up and looked at Gong Bairong who came here alone, and said, "The owner of the village..."

Gong Bairong apologized, and said: "Young Xia Haihan, the owner of the villa is indeed haunted by vulgar things, but she also said that since she is an old friend, she shouldn't care about these vulgar etiquette, so why not stay in the Zhuangzi for a little longer and wait until the time comes. The matter is over, and we are cleaning up the dust for the young hero."

Wang Anfeng took out a pouch from his bosom, handed it over and said, "Then, please hand this over to the owner."

Gong Bairong took it, thanked him, and left quickly again.

Wang Anfeng looked at Zhuangzi in the mountain, and raised his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows. At this moment, many people from the rivers and lakes came up from the bottom of the mountain. Among them, eighteen women in white clothes with swords were surrounded by a man in black clothes. It was Wang Anfeng and others. The young master whom I saw before going up the mountain, was born in the hidden forest of large ink steles.

The old man next to him also frowned, stroked his beard and said, "The people from the Forest of Steles are also here."

"At a young age, just like his father and brother, he is full of makeup, vulgar, too vulgar."

"Those 37 stele martial arts will be lost one day. Brother Wang, if you don't dislike it, why don't you go to the other courtyard to talk about it. The old man still has a lot of paintings to bring. Heh, I planned to give it to my friends. I didn't think much about it. No one came, and my efforts were wasted, and I made a special trip to talk to Master Xuan about this."

"Master Xuan?"

"The old man is from Yiye Xuan?"

The old man surnamed Zhou stroked his beard and smiled and said: "It's the Yiye Xuan between the mountains and rivers. The old man Zhou Shen was entrusted by his junior brother Changge to come here, no... At this time, I should call Xuan Master. Two years ago, I was in the Xuan. Something happened, so tired that Junior Brother Ren, who was originally sitting in a death pass in Fufeng Academy, came out of the mountain to take up the position of Xuanzhu."

"After such a long time, I still haven't been able to change my name."

Zhou Shen raised his hand and patted his forehead, smiling helplessly.

Wang Anfeng had personally seen that noble and upright Xuanzhu, nodded his head, and said:
"It turned out that Mr. Zhou was in person. I have never met Mr. before, and I hope to make amends."

Zhou Shen smiled loudly and said, "Why are you so rigid?"

"Come, come, the old man also said his identity, so why don't you come? What you said earlier is very ingenious, so talk to the old man carefully."

After saying that, he didn't allow Wang Anfeng to refuse, grabbed his arm and led him out of the hall.

Wang Anfeng sensed that the old man's cultivation was only above the sixth rank, and he didn't want to forcibly injure him. He also thought in his heart, after all, he belonged to Ren Lao's sect, and the girl his friend Xia Houxuan liked since he was a child was even the last one. The Lord's only daughter, this time Baihutang's conspiracy must be informed no matter what.

Before that, it had to be confirmed that there was no container for the master of Baihutang among Yiye Xuan's people, so he could only half push and half give up, and follow the old man.Passed by everyone in the Great Ink Stele Forest, and walked up for a while, before arriving at the other courtyard assigned to Yiye Xuan.

It's just that at this moment, there are several disciples of Yiye Xuan at the door, who seem to be at a loss.

Sitting under the tree in the door is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, looking up at the distance in a daze, his soft black hair is slightly curly, tied with a jade crown, behind him is also a boy, but his face is white and beardless, his mouth is pursed and his eyes are closed when he smiles He squinted and bowed slightly forward.

Zhou Shen and Wang Anfeng, who were well-known among the Daqin gentry, stopped in unison.

The former was just stunned and shocked.

Wang Anfeng's expression turned a little off. At this time, he thought of why the No. [-] villa in the world could stand in the imperial court without chaos. The old owner not only has the best martial arts in the world, but also has some relationship with the royal family. The couplets on the village were written by the former emperor. So, the contemporary emperor wants to call him third uncle.

The 17-year-old boy noticed the old man's return, his eyes lit up, he rushed out, and said:

"Mr. Zhou..."

The young man saw the young man next to the old man, his smile stopped abruptly, and then amber-like streamers burst out of his brown eyes, he pointed at Wang Anfeng with his right hand, and stammered:
"King, king..."

Zhou Shen recognized the identity of the young man, coughed twice, and wanted to lure the young man in, but also to obscure the young man's identity in front of the young man next to him. Although everyone knows that the old owner is the emperor's third uncle, but if this is the big day Here, the eldest son of the current crown prince, the eldest grandson of the Great Qin Emperor appeared in a place full of murderous people, which seemed a little strange no matter how you looked at it.

But just as he was pulling Li Changxing's cuff, Wang Anfeng's expression was complicated, he sighed, and said:

"Your Highness."

Zhou Shen and the two core disciples of Yiye Xuan were stunned.

But Li Changxing's reaction almost made them cry out.

The eldest grandson of the emperor, who carried the expectations of the next generation of the royal family on his shoulders, straightened his clothes, saluted seriously, and could not find any faults in his movements, and said respectfully:
"Changxing met Uncle Wang."

"When I was in Fufeng last time, I didn't recognize my uncle, and I hope my uncle will forgive me."

The old man next to him opened his mouth wide. He looked at Li Changxing, who was the real grandson of the emperor, not a fake civet cat for the prince, and looked at Wang Anfeng with a strange look.

Li Changxing spoke again, and the next sentence was.

"When did Uncle Wang break up with that Miss Xue and marry my Aunt Xiwu?"

"Otherwise, that girl Xue is also..."

Wang Anfeng's knife landed on the forehead of the eldest grandson of the emperor.

Including the eunuch behind Li Changxing, no one reacted. Wang Anfeng looked at the young man who was covering his head and whimpering in pain. He was not such a reckless person, and he wanted to keep a distance from the royal family, but after hearing what he said, he subconsciously After making the move, he thought about how many Baihutang No. [-] villas had ambushed, and felt a headache even more, shaking his head and saying:
"Bullshit."

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The story of Yiye Xuanxuan, from Chapter 38 to Chapter 56 of Across the World, is full of righteousness.

Li Changxing, the grandson of the emperor when Anfeng confessed his love in Fufeng City.

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