The first cause of all realms

Chapter 295 Changes of Longyuan Sword ([-]rd update)

Master!

Big master!
Standing on the top of the mountain, his aura is like a giant mountain, but the moment he looks back, he looks like a divine sword that is sharp enough to split everything.

The sharpness revealed in an instant caused a great warning sign in Yang Qiu's heart.

He even clearly felt the instant twitch of the Qixing Longyuan Ghost Slaying Sword in the Gluttony Cauldron.

this person...

Wearing a thin Tsing Yi cover, neither tall nor short, but well-proportioned middle-aged man turned around and lowered his eyes, as if a thunderbolt flickered from his eyes, he was not angry but majestic:
"Yang Prison?"

It seemed to be a question, but his tone was full of determination.

And Yang Qiu also guessed the identity of the visitor:
"Qin Jinfeng!"

Longyuanwei is divided into four camps, Fenglin and Huoshan. Each battalion has a full staff of 2000 people. It has 36 captains, ten halberds, and two commanders and deputy commanders.

The Thursday Li he had met was the captain of Shanziying, and Wang Jingqi, who was holding the halberd, was the subordinate of the person in front of him.

His person was the deputy commander who led the team who hunted down Qixuanmen.

According to legend, one of them broke up the entire Qixuanmen, forcing one of the masters and two deputy masters of the Qixuanmen to be unable to hold the fine gold armor in their hands.

You can't appoint an escort to escort, so you can get the fortune of getting the fine gold armor in exchange for ten blood-changing pills.

"I heard that you discovered the traces of the Qixuan sect's rebellion, and handed over the fine gold armor, prompting Vice Commander Qi to capture Kuang Tianqing, and He Lianqiu was also killed by you?"

Qin Jinfeng's eyes were like swords, and his tone was like a knife:

"It's just such a coincidence that the rebellion that I have been pursuing for several years in Shanziying has all fallen into your hands?"

question.

Undisguised doubts!
Following Qin Jinfeng's words, in the entire camp, the soldiers who were transporting themselves, as well as the group of black-clothed swordsmen who came slowly, all looked at Yang prison.

Surprised, suspicious.

"good."

Yang Ju answered calmly, but he was also a little weird.

He didn't say it, he didn't think it, but when he asked, he felt that it was too much of a coincidence.

Could it be that his own fate also has the fate of "noble people helping each other"?

"Do you think there are such coincidences in this world? You have met them all?"

Qin Jinfeng was expressionless as he examined the famous Jinyiwei Qianhu.

Years of hunting, traveling thousands of miles, thousands of people's hard work, but someone picked the peaches, if there is no disturbance in his heart, he may even be a prime minister.

"In the world, who can say for sure?"

Yang Jue has a clear conscience, he doesn't care about other people's doubts, and responds calmly and calmly.

"I heard that your parents died early and became beggars, and were taken in by an old jailer in Heishan City, and then worshiped under Wei Hemen, the son of Jinyiwei Anzi?"

Qin Jinfeng changed the subject and asked again:

"So, where did your martial arts come from? Was the Dao fruit you submitted back then fake, just to defraud the court of rewards and official positions?"

call!
While speaking, he leaned forward slightly, and the invisible aura was like an overwhelming mountain collapsing. The terrifying aura made all the people in the camp change their faces.

Sensing the unusual atmosphere, all the Jinyi guards who hurried back were furious, and couldn't help holding down their swords, while all the Long Yuan guards glared angrily.

In an instant, a tense atmosphere enveloped the entire camp.

"What's with you?"

Faced with the lingering and powerful momentum, Yang Jue's clothes were blown, but his expression remained calm, but his tone became cold:
"You are not qualified to question me!"

boom!
The air whizzed, the real gang hummed, and the whole hill moved.

Qin Jinfeng's words were indifferent, and there seemed to be a cold current in his mouth:
"What did you say?"

"He said, you are not qualified!"

The words clanged, like a stone falling to the ground, the black flying fish suit was hunting and moving, Qi Gang strode out, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply, scorched by exuberant blood.

"Qi Gang!"

Qin Jinfeng paused every word:
"We have been friends for many years, and you want to fight me because of him?"

Facing the bone-piercing sword intent, Qi Gang stood tall and responded word by word:
"I'm Qi Gang, Jin Yiwei, deputy commander Qi Gang."

"it is good!"

Qin Jinfeng took a deep breath.

His breath was so long that it seemed as if he wanted to swallow all the air from the entire valley into his body. Suddenly, there seemed to be a gust of wind and the dust rolled away.

Yang Jue lowered his hand to press the saber, Qi Gang pinched his five fingers together, and all the guards in Jinyi also started with swords and bows, their swords and bows were on the verge of breaking out.

Boo!
At this moment, a long cry fell from the sky.

"Um?!"

Hearing this sound, the expressions of all the people present changed, including Qin Jinfeng, a great expert, whose eyelids twitched, but only for a moment, when they saw the white crane coming, they returned to normal.

"Hey!"

The small figure leaped down from midair, breaking the tense atmosphere in the valley.

Daoist Miaomiao put his waist on his waist and glared angrily:

"You don't know how to be polite. I asked you several times, but you ran away without saying a word?!"

He was furious, and he didn't notice the weird atmosphere in the valley at all.

Niu San, who fell down afterwards, had a numb scalp, but fortunately he soon found out who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief, and cupped his fists towards the hill:

"It turned out to be Vice Commander Qin."

"Mr. Niu."

Being interrupted, Qin Jinfeng let out a bit of anger, reluctantly raised his hand to say hello, turned around and went into the valley.

A group of Long Yuanwei's masters all had a bad look on their faces, and they followed up one after another.

Not long after, he heard roaring and roaring in the valley.

At this moment, the group of Jin Yiwei was relieved, Long Yuanwei's people were all elites, and the number of masters surpassed them, especially the leader of the team, his aura was terrifyingly powerful.

"Thank you Qitou."

Yang Jue cupped his fists in thanks.

"Why thank me?"

Qi Gang shook his head, looked at the rest of Jin Yiwei:
"I'm sure Qin Jinfeng won't fight me, even if he fights, he won't be able to kill me, but brothers, I really risked my life for you!"

"This……"

Yang Ju was stunned, and immediately moved, facing the four directions, and bowed long:
"Yang Prison thank you brothers for your kindness."

"My brother, why are you being polite? I'm in trouble, so Yang Qianhu won't help?"

"What kind words are you talking about? After the matter is over, if you don't invite us to drink for three days, you will be considered stingy!"

"That's enough, that's enough. Leave it alone, take your place, don't let those monsters spread out!"

……

Seeing Yang Yu bowed, the crowd roared with laughter, and then dispersed, each returning to his place.

"Qitou..."

Lin An looked back at the few people, with emotions surging in his heart.

Qi Gang didn't need to say this, or he could say it later and secretly, but he still said it.

This has the meaning of deepening the relationship between Yang Jue and the brothers, so why not ask Yang Juan to read this love?
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this young man who was once a hundred households and later became a thousand households must have a limitless future.

"It's a matter here, Qingzhou Restaurant, let you choose, if Yang Qiu frowns, he is not a man!"

Yang Ju responded with a smile, feeling a little ashamed.

He may or may not have guessed Qi Gang's thoughts, but this is not important to him.

Because he personally felt the change.

Before the day of commemorating Cao Jinlie, even Lin An and Zhao Qing, who had the best relationship with him, had a friendship with him in Liao Dynasty.

But after that day, he had completely integrated into Jinyiwei.

It's just my own hindsight...

"Me! Ask! You! Talk! What!"

Seeing what a few people said, the real Miao Miao, who felt ignored, jumped up and down in anger, and lost the poise of a real person.

"Thank you, little real person, for making the rescue."

Yang Jue smiled, clasped his fists together, and said:

"The surname Yang Mingyu doesn't have a brand name. The Qinggong you asked about is called Zhouyou Liuxu. In the end, if you want to change it, let your adults change it."

When Yang Ju clasped his fists together, the Xiaodao boy panicked and his anger disappeared, but he was surprised when he heard the second half of the sentence:
"You are Yang prison?"

"I guess there is no second one here."

Yang Ju shook his head, also surprised in his heart.

This Xiaodaotong is not from Qingzhou, and he actually knows him. It seems that his files are not only on the desks of Qingzhou dignitaries, but he may have flown to a farther place...

"You are lying!"

Shocked and delighted, Miao Miao little Taoist walked around Yang Yu twice before saying:
"Why don't you have a name? Didn't you beheaded for the word and beheaded for the name?"

"..."

Yang Jue gritted his teeth, and suddenly felt that the previous thanks were superfluous, and almost punched his little head with his hand, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

This poor kid really can't speak.

Turning around, he followed Qi Gang into the tent.

"Hey, don't go! You are so vain, how did you learn it? Teach me, teach me..."

Looking at the little ancestor who was chasing up, the three bulls were as big as a bucket, so they could only put the white crane hastily and hurriedly followed.

In the camp, he let the little boy pester him back and forth, but Yang Qian ignored him.

"Qi Tou, if you hate Long Yuanwei today, will it affect your future plans?"

Yang Yu asked.

"Qin Jinfeng has a stubborn and stubborn personality, especially when he is still small-minded. He has been traveling for several years for the Qixuanmen, and traveled tens of thousands of miles. When you picked the peaches, he inevitably felt a little depressed."

Qi Gang shook his head:
"But he can still tell the difference between right and wrong. Even if I didn't show up before, he would beat you at most to get angry."

"The only way to blame others is because you are incompetent. If he has the ability to catch him in one go, how can I have the chance to pick peaches? Hit me?"

Yang Yu sneered;

"It's not sure who gets beaten."

That Qin Jinfeng's energy and blood were like a melting pot, his aura was powerful, especially his sword intent could even cause the Long Yuan sword to move, but so what?
If you haven't played a game, how can there be any victory or defeat?
"Before he joined the army, he was a disciple of Zhujian Villa. General Wei once praised his swordsmanship. You must not underestimate him."

Qi Gang reminded him, but he didn't dwell on it.

He knew that neither Qin Jinfeng nor Yang Qiu would bow their heads so easily, and this grievance cannot be solved by him.

But this is nothing, as officials in the same dynasty and hostile to each other can be found everywhere in Daming, Dali, and Sirius.

Private enmity is private enmity, public affairs are public affairs.

Yang Yu was noncommittal, skipped this matter, and said:
"Thunderbolt Thunderbolt seems to have arrived, when will..."

"Thunderbolt and Thunderbolt cannot be used."

A crisp voice sounded, and real Miao Miao, who had been squatting in a corner for a long time, stood up with a serious face:

"Sarkening Valley, absolutely cannot be bombed!"

　Three more, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)