The most beautiful woman in Zui Menglou is, but she is so popular by people. I wonder how much she is compared to those famous ladies in Huai and the brothel courtesans?
Under the night, a man in black jumped like a flying man, wandering wildly in Daliang City.
"Here." The man in black jumped down from a tall building and steadily fell into another street. A row of two-story small buildings appeared in front of him. There was a small flag in front of one of the doors, which was the symbol of the inn today.
A face hidden under the turban had a ferocious smile at this moment. As his figure flashed, the person had already arrived in front of the inn from the middle of the street, then jumped to the roof, stepped on the blue tiles, without even a trace of sound.
"It's here." The man in black was about to break into his head, but a cold air suddenly penetrated the roof. The man in black flashed away. The biting cold air had covered the green tiles at his feet with a layer of white frost.
"Is this the kind of boxing that condenses the wind and frost? It's very good." The man in black smiled as he looked at the target who had already arrived at the roof, but in the laughter, there was an extremely sharp sword energy.
The blood-red sword energy seemed extremely eye-catching under the moonlight. Yang Ming waved his fist to shake off the sword energy, and a white mark appeared on his fist.
"It turns out that I am better." The man in black who had the first test that satisfies himself, waved his long sword and stabbed Yang Ming. The fierce sword move flowed like the Huai River. With one move, the sword force continued to stop. This was his sword technique.
He was born on the shore of the Huai River and made a living on the Huai River since he was a child. When he was young, his martial arts skills failed and he made a living by the means of a thief. When he was young, his martial arts skills were slightly successful, so he went ashore to mingle the underworld on both sides of the Huai River. Until middle age, his martial arts skills finally became great and began to circulate the Huai River area, from the rich families to the ordinary people, all of whom were frightened by him.
During those years of killing, his martial arts had already been integrated into the shadow of the Huai River. His sword technique was dense and his sword power flowed endlessly, making people fall into it like they were trapped in the Huai River. There was no way to go to heaven and no way to the ground, and there was only a dead end.
Today, his sword skills are even better than the past, because there is another layer of fire in his sword skills, called the flame of desire. When the two of them fought, the roof of the room was broken by the sword energy and fist force. He had already seen the person in the room, a beautiful woman who was stunning in the country, and this beauty was about to belong to him.
But as time went by, his expression became solemn, because he found that although his swordsmanship had already reached its peak, the other party was like the frost in late autumn, leaving the Huai River forever, but he could never resist the invasion of frost.
"The sword technique is good, but unfortunately, you are not the time." Yang Ming saw that the time was almost done, and with Feng Shen's legs, a flash appeared behind the man in black. Without having time to change the sword, he fisted to his back.
Wherever the boxing wind passes, the dispersed breath of wind and frost is rotating wildly. It is the fourth style of Tianfrost Fist, which is full of frost and snow. The boxing has twisting force and penetrates the bones of human bones. The muscles and bones in the middle are broken, which is a boxing technique that specializes in restraining the body training techniques in the army.
With a muffled sound, the man in black was about to break his muscles. The next moment, he really heard the sound of his muscles and bones breaking. How could it be? The man in black, whose body and soul were severely injured, swung his sword and stabbed behind him from his ribs, and flew towards the night at the same time. Yang Ming, who avoided the sword blade, just stood on the roof, looking at the direction of the man in black escape, without any intention of chasing.
The man in black endured the actions behind him, and the black facial scarf was covered with blood. He knew that he was not only hurting his muscles and bones, but also his internal organs, and that man's martial arts were too strong.
Especially the body movement of the last blow, its speed is so fast that it is like a ghost, which makes people unable to defend. If there is a next time, I will never rush to attack. With such body movement, defense is the best way.
But who would have thought that a person who is proficient in boxing would have even more terrifying body skills.
The man in black kept thinking about the battle just now and found that he had made a mistake from the beginning. It was the beautiful woman who blinded her eyes.
When I recover from my injury, I will invite three or five friends to avenge my revenge today.
However, his figure suddenly stopped and looked at the dark street with a serious face, where there were slight footsteps.
"Congratulations to the master for winning a great victory." In the room with a big hole on the top, a long apricot yellow skirt and a blue underwear called out to Yang Ming. Her smile was beautiful and from the heart. The two rows of white teeth exposed by the smile made her smile look extremely sincere.
Such a smile is beautiful and sincere, but it shouldn't appear on Jingyu, but the situation is now? What's the reason?
It is just because this "Jingyu" is not the other Jingyu, but its appearance is the appearance of Jingyu, but its heart is still the heart of a parrot.
"It's still early, I just won a start, and there are still many things to do next." Yang Ming said.
"Next, the hostess will kill someone." Parrots said.
The Zui Meng Tower under the night is still brightly lit. When building the Zui Meng Tower, the owner of Zui Meng Tower who specially left a room for him to see the entire Zui Meng Tower through the window.
Looking at the world he created, the boss of Zui Menglou couldn't help but smile with a proud smile.
I have been sitting here for more than 30 years, and my opponents have become dead bones decaying among the soil. The boss of Zui Menglou became more and more proud as he thought about it.
Zui Menglou is his legend.
However, his legend will end today.
Suddenly, a strong figure broke into the window, tight leather armor, silver-white metal mask, and grid-shaped stockings.
"Killer?" The boss of Zui Menglou looked at the person who suddenly broke in, but there was no trace of fear, and there was only curiosity.
"I'm still a female killer, and my favorite thing is the female killer." A majestic figure rushed out in the dark lights. When the killer's sword was about to be the boss of Zui Menglou, he blocked the sword blade with his body.
Then he swung another punch, carrying the sharp fist wind, with great strength, strong fist stones, and heavy fisting.
Faced with this circle, the killer also chose to give in, using his agile body technique to stagger the fist wind, and then stabbed the opponent's throat with his hands.
"Swords are good swords, but they still cannot break my defense." The visitor did not dodge or avoid, but actually carried the opponent's sword blade with his flesh and blood.
With a clanging sound, the killer escaped. The opponent's defense was indeed terrifying. Even though the sword in her hand cuts iron like mud, she encountered an unbreakable stubborn stone at this moment.
Two figures fought in the same place. As the sound of gold and iron clashed, sparks flashed. One side had unparalleled defense, the fist was fierce, the other side had agile body and agile sword moves.
However, the boss of Zui Menglou in the room was drinking tea while watching the battle in the room. He obviously had sufficient confidence in the old man's strength.
Sure enough, under the attack of the old man, the killer gradually showed signs of decline.
"The entire Daliang City can rank among the top five masters, so how can any killer hit the battlefield?" The boss of Zui Menglou thought leisurely.
But just as the old man almost forced the killer to retreat, a sharp sword light flew over, and the boss of Zui Menglou felt a pain in his heart and saw a short sword sinking into his chest.
"You?" The old man angrily smashed at the killer, blocked by a sword. When his figure retreated, he had already pulled out the short sword on the chest of the boss of Zui Menglou.
The killer who took back the dagger thought for a moment, and a figure appeared in her mind. The true face hidden under the mask smiled, remembering some evil taste of someone, and said, "You are a master, but you are not a good guard."
While speaking, the man had already jumped down from the window that had just been broken and disappeared into the vast night.
In the prince's mansion next to the Wei Palace, some people also returned here in the dark.
"It seems that this is not a success." One person received the man in black and smelled a faint smell of blood, but did not smell the smell of powder. He already knew that his friend had failed.
"I failed. The man's background was beyond our imagination. I took me to see the prince. I have important information." The man in black said slightly weakly.
“What’s the situation?”
"It is about the king and Xinlingjun." said the man in black.
"Follow the crowd." Hearing this, the man also looked solemn.
After receiving the news, Prince Wei, who hurriedly put on his clothes from his concubine's warm embrace and came to the study.
"What information did you hear?" Prince Zeng asked when he came up.
"I saw people under Xinlingjun's sect at that person's residence. They said that the king was in a state of health. If the king was surprised, he would help Xinlingjun ascend the throne." The man in black said.
"What?" Prince Zeng was shocked when he heard this. He stood up subconsciously, and did not bother to keep enough distance from the man in black. He walked to the man in black and asked, "Be serious about this?"
"Reporting to the prince, this statement is absolutely true. No matter how bold a villain is, he will never dare to cheat on such a thing." The man in black replied.
"The father is in good health, but I don't even know, but Xinling Jun knows?" The prince Zeng was in a daze. How incredible this was, but it was so natural to happen to Xinling Jun.
"There are many things." The prince Zeng pondered.
Suddenly, the man in black respectfully folded his palm in front of him and shot him at Prince Zeng. Prince Zeng was caught off guard and was hit by a palm.
"You?" Prince Zeng looked at the man in black in shock.
"Crown Prince, you blocked your way." The man in black sneered and broke into the door and fled.
"Grasp……."
"Shut up." Prince Zeng stopped.
"Crown Prince, are you okay?" The servant quickly shut up and helped the shaky prince Zeng, asking anxiously.
"If he used a sword instead of a palm, Gu might have died, but he still can't die now." Prince Zeng said with a pale face. Although he couldn't die, his internal injuries were indeed severe. At this time, he felt that his heart was about to break, especially the frightened just now and the information behind him made him tremble.
Xinling Jun? Father? How should I deal with the next one?
No, I must not sit still and wait for death, and I must take action, but the power of Xinling Jun is just the power on the surface, but those strange people and strange visitors are...
Thinking of this, the gloom on Prince Zeng's face became deeper.
When the long-term plan and long-term plan, Prince Zeng thought about it and a figure appeared in his mind: Wei Yong.