Lin Moyang walked in front and felt his spine chills, and his whole body became tense.

He was really afraid that the five people behind him would suddenly be cruel.

The people behind them all looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion. Why did Master Lin look so nervous? Is there anything strange in Yulong Street?

Thinking of this, the few people also exchanged their eyes. Yue Buqun twisted his beard and walked to Lin Moyang and asked, "Master Lin is also a swordsman?"

Lin Moyang nodded, but glanced at Yue Buqun's crotch without any trace.

Yue Buqun also looked at the Zhenwu Sword on Lin Moyang's waist at this time, and did not notice Lin Moyang's gaze. With his knowledge, he naturally knew that this sword must be extraordinary.

He couldn't help but exclaim: "Mr. Lin's sword is rare. It is the first time he has seen such a good sword in the 20 years of being in the Zongheng Sword Hall. It's such a good sword!"

Lin Moyang said: "Brother Yue is over-reputable."

Yue Buqun changed the subject and asked, "I wonder why Master Lin is so nervous? Is there something strange about this Wanmin Gang?"

Lin Moyang was stunned and looked back, and saw Yue Buqun and the other two looking at him attentively.

Lin Moyang also understood that it might be because he was too nervous, which led to these people becoming nervous.

Thinking of this, Lin Moyang also smiled and said, "Nothing strange, but it's the first time I've been involved in a dispute in the world, and I'm a little unfamiliar."

When the few people heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief. Cheng Ribi said with a smile: "Master Lin, don't worry about your martial arts attainments. Although the Wanmin Gang is powerful, we just need to take down those two strongholds."

Ding Chunqiu also stroked his white beard and said, "That's right, even if there are people guarding these two strongholds, there will be no masters. At most, there are those hall masters guarding them."

"And those hall masters, we have also dealt with them in the world. As long as we join forces, those people are not worth worrying."

Lin Moyang nodded after hearing this. He was not worried about this, but for some reason, he always had an unknown premonition in his heart. He always felt that Wanmin Gang was not that simple.

Although the reason why Wanmin Gang has been able to stand firm in the past two or three hundred years is mostly because of his cautious behavior and has a close relationship with the court.

But Lin Moyang still felt that if he did not have strong strength, he would not be able to support all this.

But the strength shown by Wanmin Gang is obviously not enough.

After walking out of the secret passage, several people led by Lin Moyang to the neighborhood of the house where the fairy pills were made.

The smell in the air has faded a lot, but there is still some residual smell.

Ding Chunqiu sniffed and then said, "It's right that it's the fairy pill! I'm ripe for this taste!"

Lin Moyang pulled the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ding Chunqiu, whose hair and beard were white, and he couldn't help but think, "Brother, you're eating a lot."

Several people were hiding in an alley. Lin Moyang frowned after slightly exploring the surrounding garrison situation.

The number of Wanmin Gang members patrolling and standing guard nearby tonight has increased significantly.

Lin Moyang pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then said, "In this way, the six of us rushed in from the same place. Be sure to get the immortal pill as soon as possible, otherwise if it is destroyed, we will be in trouble."

The five of them nodded with serious expressions. Before coming, Xu Bing also instructed them that as long as they take down the houses and courtyards, they could send a signal that the imperial army would come to clean up Yulong Street.

So everyone also knows the severity of the matter. If they fail to get the God of Fairy Pill, then what awaits them may not be reinforcements from the court, but a comprehensive counterattack from the Wanmin Gang.

By then, even if several of them are martial arts masters in the world, maybe someone will be here.

It is related to his wealth and life, and several people dare not be entrusted. Yin Zhiping said in a deep voice: "Everyone listens to Grandmaster Lin."

Lin Moyang nodded, and then he exhaled as he looked at the house in the distance.

Tonight, the clouds were covered with dark clouds, and Yulong Street seemed particularly dark. A breeze blew up, and Lin Moyang's figure rushed towards the house first.

What a dark and windy night.

Seeing this, the few people behind him hurriedly followed, but soon they were surprised to find that they could not keep up with Lin Moyang's figure at all.

Lin Moyang's figure turned into afterimages, and soon came outside the house. With a loud bang, the door was smashed by Lin Moyang's punch. The next moment, Lin Moyang rushed in.

At this time, the nearby Wanmin Gang members reacted, and Yue Buqun and others also came to the neighborhood of the house. The few people immediately fought against the surrounding Wanmin Gang members, and the scene was in chaos.

Hunyuan Pili's hand was Cheng Yuebi waving his fist, and the several Wanmin Gangs who were close to him all knocked their chests under his punch.

Ding Minjun pulled out a thin sword, and as soon as he moved his body, a blood flower splattered.

Yin Zhiping, the dragon claw hand, even moved his hands into dragon claws. For a moment, he screamed in pain around him. Many Wanmin Gangs were covering their chests and tremblingly sank to the ground.

Xingsu Hand Ding Chunqiu had his hair full of hair without wind. Anyone who was hit by his handprints would have a purple wound in the next second, and he would fall to the ground in a short while.

The gentleman Jian Yue Buqun even fought forward with a sword, with a purple feeling flashing in his eyes. Under his sword technique, no one was the enemy of Yihe.

After hearing the loud noise, several Wanmin Gang members in the private house picked up the torch as soon as possible and wanted to light the boxes in the house.

It was also at this moment that Lin Moyang flashed into the house. His eyes narrowed, and his body left behind another afterimage.

Lin Moyang used the sunflower acupointing hand and quickly set the few people in place. Fortunately, the wooden boxes had not been ignited yet, Lin Moyang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately moved the boxes aside.

After opening the box, there were black pills full of them. A pungent smell came to my face. Lin Moyang immediately held his breath and concentrated. He did not dare to inhale this smell too much.

At this time, a middle-aged man with gray hair and dressed as a scholar came to the house. After seeing Lin Moyang, he narrowed his eyes and said, "It's you? It's just right. Take your head. I guess Xu Yousheng's seat should be replaced by me, I..."

Before this person could finish speaking, Lin Moyang used the Golden Light Curse. He swung it away with one hand, and several golden threads also tied the middle-aged man tightly. Lin Moyang pulled it hard and pulled it closer, and stepped down and broke his right leg.

The man screamed in pain and was about to resist, but Lin Moyang's fingers were like wind and lightning. In an instant, he pointed at the man's chest.

The man immediately found in horror that he could not use any true energy.

Lin Moyang stared at the middle-aged man under his feet indifferently and said coldly: "You have almost consumed my patience. Now I ask, you answer."

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