Super Elation Under the Sun

A heavy rain with raindrops as big as soybeans came suddenly, ruthlessly extinguishing the fire in Wuning Mansion.

The Wuning Mansion, who had just started to panic, suddenly calmed down. Countless disciples of the disciples stood in the rain, seeming a little confused and puzzled.

In the open space in front of the house on the far east, dozens of disciples were already kneeling down, and raindrops hit them, quickly dampening them all.

Everyone bowed their heads and kept silent.

In the darkness, not many people can actually see clearly that these disciples were actually thrown here after being **** by the five flowers. Some disciples who are greedy for life knelt on the ground and kept kowtow, but most of them looked indifferent, waiting for the next step. Death.

There is a plaque hanging high above the gate of this house. Someone writes "Budo Endless" on it. The number one person in the world in Beihai Rivers and Lakes lives here all year round and rarely goes out.

The plan tonight is actually very simple. They first used a lot of rosemary in the house. They were afraid that Xie Huaiyin's martial arts skills would be too high. The dosage was actually much more than that of the other martial arts. After the rosemary was released, It is watering tung oil everywhere in Wuning Prefecture.

Finally, there was a fire.

Originally, they focused on this house, but who knows, the rest of the place has already appeared fire, but until the heavy rain started, this house didn't even catch fire.

Originally this house was their primary goal.

When the heavy rain began to fall, there were a group of elders in Wuning Mansion who went to various courtyards and took away many disciples. In the end, the five-flower tie was thrown here. There was no need for a trial. Everyone knew the result.

Qiu Yu is cold, but even more cold.

Xie Huaiyin was sitting in the door at this moment, pushing open the door, and he could see at a glance those disciples who had been regarded as the future of Wuning Mansion by him, but this world number one in the world, sitting inside the door, watching that Opening the door, expressionless.

Next to him is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, named Lu Jiangnan, who was born in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. He just didn't know why. When he was young, he traveled around and didn't return to the south of the Yangtze River. Instead, he settled in Beihai. , Has always played the role of the number one military commander in Wuning Mansion, not only respected by Wuning Mansion disciples, but also Xie Huaiyin's trust.

Looking at the many martial arts in Wuning Mansion, I am afraid that only Lu Jiangnan can enter and leave this house without saying hello.

At this moment, he was accompanied by Lu Jiangnan alone in the face of this major event that was enough to make Xie Huaiyin sad.

Xie Huaiyin sat in the chair of the grandmaster with a gloomy expression.

Lu Jiangnan stood by, his expression flat.

As long as a home is big enough, there will be people who have different opinions. It is not surprising that the long house has its own ideas and needs. But if the owner of the family does not check and balance these things, it will happen. event.

As the first sect in Beihai Rivers and Lakes, Wuning Mansion is naturally much more complicated than ordinary families. The disciples and elders of the family need to be placed in order to be orderly, and will not end in a short period of prosperity. .

In the past few years, Lu Jiangnan made many decisions on matters large and small in Wuning Mansion, and has always handled it very well. It has never happened that such a disciple was so bold to kill Xie Huaiyin.

So today, Xie Huaiyin was furious.

If there were no accidents, none of the disciples outside this door would have survived.

Xie Huaiyin was silent for a long time. Hearing the sound of rain covering up a lot of voices, he finally spoke, "Why?"

The sound is louder than the sound of raindrops hitting the blue tiles.

Lu Jiangnan heard it very clearly, and also clearly knew that this was Xie Huaiyin asking him.

Lu Jiangnan sighed and did not answer this question. Instead, after sighing, he quickly pulled out the soft sword from his waist, and in a moment he pierced Xie Huaiyin's back with a sword. In that place, Xie Huaiyin was to be pierced. heart.

It's just that the soft sword stabs forward, and there is still a hand distance from Xie Huaiyin's back, so he can't move forward. After a while, the soft sword breaks inch by inch, and a majestic momentum arrives suddenly.

Lu Jiangnan flew out and fell heavily into the heavy rain.

Spit out a large mouthful of blood.

He instantly turned pale, and after struggling to get up, he looked at Xie Huaiyin's back and gritted his teeth and said, "You really are not a pure warrior!"

Xie Huaiyin stood up, turned his head to look at Lu Jiangnan, and said plainly: "My Wuning Mansion's century-old foundation, can you be destroyed by the younger generation?"

After saying these words, Xie Huaiyin casually picked up a fragment and threw it away, just in time for Lu Jiangnan's heart.

The first think tank of Wuning Mansion was killed instantly.

Xie Huaiyin walked slowly back to the house, and when he appeared in the courtyard again, he carried a silver gun.

Back then, there were rumors in the rivers and lakes of Beihai that the young man of Wuning Mansion Xie Huaiyin was proficient in 18 martial arts, but as time passed, after that Xie Huaiyin changed from the young man to the man, he would fight with others again. No one has ever taken a weapon, and it is true that this entire Beihai rivers and lakes, no one can force Xie Huaiyin to take up a weapon.

But today, this Palace Master Wuning took out this silver gun that hadn't been mentioned in the entire 20 years, and it seemed that the danger tonight has not been relieved.

Push the door open.

Xie Huaiyin stepped out of the door, turned his head and glanced at the plaque with the words "Endless Martial Arts" on it. With a silver spear in his hand, a majestic machine shot out from the gun head and shot out. , The plaque split instantly.

Xie Huaiyin sneered and said, "How is martial arts endless?"

Abandoning these words, he strode away, and never looked at the disciples who were kneeling here.

The slender figure came to the long street, let the heavy rain wet his clothes, and looked at the extinguished fire in Wuning Mansion, the expression on his face was uncertain.

Until Xie Huaiyin walked out of Wuning Mansion, who didn't lose the slightest demeanor even in the heavy rain, this man smiled and said, "I knew that Xie Huaiyin was not easy to kill, but I didn't know that you were such a bad way. , So much energy is not wasted."

Xie Huai, who carried the silver gun, said solemnly: "If you want that cheat book, I can give it to you now."

The man smiled and said, "I don't just want the secret book, but you, Wuning Mansion, I also want it."

Xie Huaiyin sneered and said, "Leave a thread in everything so that we can meet each other in the future."

The man shook his head, "Thanks to Huaiyin, the world's number one sits comfortably, and I will sit down in the future."

Xie Huaiyin's murderous intent skyrocketed.

No more nonsense.

Striding towards the man, the tip of the silver spear flicked sparks on the ground, and when he approached the man, he stabbed it with one shot, shaking off a lot of rain.

If someone thinks that Xie Huaiyin was able to enter the avenue of cultivation by chance and coincidence because of the secret book, he would be wrong. He Xie Huaiyin was already a monk when he took over as the head of Wuning Palace. !

Not a wild cultivator, but an orthodox Confucian monk!

The gentleman who taught him poems and songs also taught him many other things by the way, such as how to ask Changsheng and **** people.

It's just that Xie Huaiyin never told anyone about these things, and no one knew.

The first person in the North Sea is not a martial artist from beginning to end!

A silver spear pierced out, swept toward the man with an extremely violent aura, magnificent.

Even if it is an ordinary martial arts school, but there is a different air force than the Jianghu Wufu to urge the silver spear, this Wuning palace master can still make people afraid.

The person's face remained unchanged, but his heart was shocked, I'm afraid that no one had ever thought that this Palace Master Wuning was not only a monk on the mountain, but his cultivation level was not low at all!

The man stepped back half a step, leaning sideways to avoid the shot, but he still heard a stab, and his clothes were torn by the head of the gun.

This is the price for underestimating Palace Master Wuning.

In the pouring rain, Xie Huaiyin closed his gun and raised it diagonally, and sneered: "A wild repair, why do you want to take my Wuning Mansion?"

The man looked at Xie Huaiyin coldly and pulled out the long whip from his waist. Then he sneered and said, "You haven't decided the winner, you guys, do you think it's terrible?"

Xie Huaiyin had no expression on his face and raised his gun to the enemy. He couldn't let his voice fall. A silver spear was stabbed again, and he rolled up countless rainwater and shot it out at the same time. This Confucian monk had not only the methods of a mountain man, but also a martial artist. In fact, it's hard to deal with the killing spirit.

Xie Huaiyin’s long spear was pierced again this time, and compared to before, it was not so easy to make the person jealous. The man’s long whip was like a snake, but when it touched the silver spear, it entangled it, not only that , There are also flashes of purple electricity from time to time, gorgeous and dazzling.

Xie Huaiyin claims to be proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts, but in fact he is the best at spearmanship. I am afraid that in the Beihai rivers and lakes, the few leading spearmanship masters are stringed together. Just talking about spearmanship is not this Xie. The enemy of the palace lord.

At this moment, the silver spear was entangled with the long whip, and Xie Huaiyin’s right arm shook the gun, and he briefly shook the long whip away. Taking advantage of this time, Xie Huaiyin withdrew the long spear, and then threw the silver spear out for a short time. As the silver spear was thrown out, it rushed towards the man quickly.

With a silver spear like a dragon, with a majestic spirit, Xie Huaiyin was even more difficult to deal with. The two rushed towards the person together, causing the person to frown.

The long whip was shot from a distance, causing the rainwater nearby to explode, and a fierce force passed by.

Xie Huaiyin frowned, stretched out his hand to hold the gun, crossed his chest, and then collided with the fierce aura, with a muffled noise, Xie Huaiyin withdrew a few steps back, and that person's complexion was not good.

After Xie Huaiyin stood still, he smiled and said, "Li An, is this the only skill?"

This was the first time Xie Huaiyin called out a person's name tonight. Li An looked at Xie Huaiyin and took a deep breath.

It is true that Xie Huaiyin is difficult to deal with, but the reason why he hasn't tried his best until now is more than that.

There should be three monks entering Ningfu City. Apart from him, there are two more who have not yet appeared. This is Li An’s concern. If there are no outsiders, he would not mind fighting Xie Huaiyin, but since there are outsiders, Naturally, be more careful.

The movement in Wuning Mansion is not big or small. It's just in the darkness, I'm afraid that not many people know that Wei Yingchun, located in the outer city, appeared in that remote room today, except for the head of the Wei family. Besides, there was only one middle-aged man with a gloomy look.

It is Jiang Feng.

The former Chu State Master looked at Wei Yingchun and sneered: "When I take action, your Wei family will use the power of the whole clan to destroy Wuning Mansion, dare you?"

Wei Yingchun lowered his head and said in a whimper, "Even without Xie Huaiyin, Wuning Mansion is an extremely tyrannical sect. My son Wei Xian is dead, how can I dare to act like this?"

Jiang Feng laughed, "Who said your son is dead?"

Wei Yingchun looked up suddenly, and the door of the house was pushed open by one person. A tall man walked into the house. Wei Yingchun turned his head and looked at him. Who else could it be if not his dead son Wei Xian?

Wei Yingchun looked at Jiang Feng and asked in shock: "Master, what's going on?"

Jiang Feng ignored Wei Yingchun. He just looked at Wei Xian and asked with a smile, "How about doing a sale?"

Wei Xian was expressionless, and said coldly, "I only need Xie Huaiyin's head."

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "It's so good!"

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The whole city of Wuning was rainy and majestic, but the inner city and the outer city were two kinds of scenes. Wuning Mansion had already started killings, but in the outer city, it was quiet and peaceful.

Li Fuyao was lying by the window, watching the pouring rain. When he was in a trance, the door was pushed open. Yu Fu walked into the house and said softly: "My son, Chang Lin is out now."

To get out of your residence in this heavy rain, all you have to do are big things.

Li Fuyao said.

Yu Fu asked worriedly: "Don't you stop him?"

Li Fuyao said softly: "We have the patience to wait, but we don't always have to wait. A young man who sees the enemy is right in front of him, he has learned a lot of skills, how can he not get revenge? I don’t care about it either. I said he cherished his life before, but I was actually wrong. In order to get revenge, he would not care too much about his life."

Yufu didn't know why, "If that's the case, the son still won't make a move?"

Li Fuyao frowned and said, "I said earlier, revenge is his own business."

Yu Fu whispered: "The son said that I was so affectionate, but it turns out that the son is also such an affection."

Li Fuyao glanced at her.

Yu Fu quickly said again: "It doesn't matter whether the son is unkind or not. In Yu Fu's eyes, he is still the best son."

Li Fuyao sighed, "Since Mr. Chao is the person in the picture, how dare I let him die like this."

"This is sorry, Mr. Chao."

After saying this, Li Fuyao turned and went downstairs.

Walking on the stairs, Yu Fu poked her head out and asked: "My son, do you want a servant girl to hold an umbrella for you?"

Li Fu shook his head without looking back, and said lightly: "Your life is also very important, don't lose it easily."

When I went out, I took a greased paper umbrella.

Of course it was the things from the restaurant, but it was just taken out and not intended to be taken away, Li Fuyao didn't worry about anything.

Li Fuyao, who walked into the rain under an umbrella, suddenly laughed at himself: "What is planned and not planned, there are always variables, and I will do whatever I want in the future?"

Walking out of Long Street, Li Fuyao saw a man and a horse in front of an alley.

The tall man was now wearing a beast-faced head swallowing chain armor, with a lean lion belt around his waist, an eucalyptus in his hand, and a red horse in his hand. The horse's body was like coals of fire and its appearance was very majestic.

Li Fuyao walked over with an umbrella, and stood beside the man who had been talking to him for a long time during the day. He said helplessly, "General Wen is going to kill or is he going to kill the enemy?"

Wen Bailou laughed and said, "Since it is killing the traitor, it should be the case."

Li Fuyao and Wen Bailou who led the horse walked side by side.

Wen Bailou took the initiative and said: "Li An has already started tonight. For some reason, he wins over the people in Wuning Mansion. He wants to set fire to Wuning Mansion. It was only a heavy rain that destroyed his plan. Xie Huaiyin's face was torn. I don't know if he and Jiang Feng had a plan, but at this moment he and Xie Huaiyin started to stop him, and I will help you when I kill Jiang Feng."

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly: "Looking at it this way, didn't I make a lot of money in this transaction?"

Wen Bailou smiled freely: "This is at least making a good friend, but it's a pity that I don't drink much."

Li Fuyao shook his head helplessly, and after walking a short distance, he asked, "General Wen has no battle to fight. Will he feel uncomfortable all these years?"

Wen Bailou sighed, "Countless times I woke up at midnight, it was all golden horses and iron horses. The sound of fighting was loud. At that time, I could still fall asleep peacefully after listening to the noise. What's wrong, I can't sleep well."

Li Fuyao smiled knowingly.

The two stood at the entrance of a street. Li Fuyao glanced at the distance and smiled: "I don't really care if Xie Huaiyin will die tonight, but now that I have agreed to stop Li An for General Wen, naturally Just do it with all your strength, General Wen doesn't have to worry about me, how I feel comfortable."

Wen Bailou greeted him with a fist. He was not the kind of nonsense and ink girl. He turned on his horse and let the red horse scream in a low voice. When the State of Chu died, he rode away from Chu in armor. He has been guilty all these years. He had to kill Jiang Feng, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

Now that there is an opportunity, Wen Bailou will naturally take it well.

Before Li Fuyao raised his foot, he couldn't help but said: "General Wen, in fact, being alive is the most important thing!"

Wen Bailou laughed heartily. With a horse in his belly, the red horse trot away. Wen Bailou in armor and a halberd rode away. At this moment, he is not a monk, not a martial artist, but Chu. Under the command of the country's 200,000 cavalry forces, the Wen Bailou who can make the enemy fearful with one halberd.

Seeing Wen Bailou's leaving back, Li Fuyao suddenly remembered the little poem he had read before. The poet who wrote this little poem happened to be from Liangxi. When Chu was destroyed, he was in Chu. At the border of China, I had seen Wen Bailou's figure once far away, so I left a little poem. Li Fuyao could not remember the complete words, but he just remembered one of them, and couldn't help but chant, "Leopard's tail shakes through the painted halberd, Xiongbing ten Wan Tuo Zhengyi."

After saying this, Li Fuyao smiled, and walked a few steps forward, holding the umbrella, it was not fast all the time, this was to follow the boy not far in front of him hurriedly.

The young man had a sword hanging from his waist, walking in the alleys full of stagnant water, like the young man who went to Dazai's mansion with the hanging sword in the middle of a certain winter.