Daming: At the beginning, the big snow dragon rides to create a martial arts court

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But in front of the government office, five people were lying on the bench, each of them looked relaxed, and the other scholars looked at them, envious, they wished that they were the ones lying on it.

What a bargain to become famous in the south of the Yangtze River in exchange for twenty sticks.

　boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The board fell mercilessly, and the five people's yin and yang were frustrated, and the heart-piercing screams were heard. The five people only felt that their buttocks were almost rotten under the board, and the severe pain instantly hit the whole body. They wanted to struggle, but He was held tightly by someone, unable to move.

Bang bang bang!

A few times down, the screams of the five people were chilling, and tears flowed.

"Stop hitting! I was wrong!"

"It hurts! It hurts! Please forgive me!"

"I dare not, let me go..."

The onlookers also felt something was wrong.

Your play is not a bit too much.

Almost enough.

You have been studying for more than ten years, how come your acting skills are so good?Just like the real thing, it's creepy to watch.

puff!

The first scholar vomited blood, and even the scream became very slight, everyone knew that they were not acting.

puff!

Immediately afterwards, one by one of the scholars began to vomit blood, and the screams gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of "bang bang bang" boards falling.

By the time of the twelfth or thirteen blows, there was no one screaming, and each of them hung their heads down, dying, but the board still didn't stop. Every time the board fell, the surrounding scholars trembled slightly, as if the board fell on them.

Wang Guan closed his eyes and sighed softly, knowing that Yu Huatian was trying to make an example of others. These people thought it was their chance to make a name for themselves, but they didn't expect it to be a death talisman to go to hell.

He didn't open his mouth to stop it, and if he opened his mouth again, he would be ignorant.

There was no sound in front of the Yamen of the Garrison Mansion, and the buttocks of those five people were all beaten to pieces, so naturally they had no signs of life.

"Notify their family members to collect the corpse." Yu Huatian wrote lightly.

At this time, the entire Jinling did not know how many people were staring at this place, and mercilessly killed five scholars with deep backgrounds in full view, as if declaring war, telling everyone that I, Yuhuatian, came to Jiangnan for a treat They are not here to eat, but to kill!

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This scene cut off the idea of ​​those local snakes wooing Yuhuatian.

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"One month has passed, and I can finally sign in again."

"Sign in!"

[Successful sign-in, get three sign-in rewards! 】

"Oh? Change three times at once?"

Zhu Qiyu was overjoyed.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting the eight swords of Luowangyuewang! 】

[Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting the Qiankun Budai! 】

[Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting the Great Evil King! 】

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The Eight Swords of the King of Yue—from Qin Shimingyue, the top killer in the trap.

"The Eight Swords of the King of Yue", the eight swords forged by the famous teacher Ou Yezi according to the legend Goujian, the king of Yue.

The god of Kunwu is worshiped with a white horse and a white ox, and gold is cast into it to form the essence of the eight swords, which correspond to the spirit of the eight directions, each with its own magic.

One is hiding the sun, two is cutting off water, three is turning soul, four is Xuanjian, five is startled salamander, six is ​​Miehun, seven is Quexie, and eight is true strength.

The chaotic god among the six sword slaves does not belong to the eight swords of the king of Yue. This sword was originally cast by Goujian, the king of Yue. He used a white horse and a white cow to sacrifice to the god of Kunwu. After it was cast, it cut iron like mud and carried wind and thunder. Love it.

However, in the following year, Gou Jian was defeated in the battle of Wu Yue, and the sword also fell into the hands of King Wu.

King Houyue tasted his courage, and finally he was ashamed, so the sword had an ominous meaning, so he changed its name to "Luan Shen", and found another famous teacher to cast the eight swords again.Therefore, although the Chaos God is a famous weapon of the King of Yue, it is not included in the Eight Swords.

In addition, Shocking Salamander, Covering the Sun and Black and White Xuanjian are also included in the Eight Swords of the King of Yue.

With a thought, the Eight Swords of Yue Wang appeared in front of Zhu Qiyu.

There are nine people in Yuewang Bajian, which is a well-known thing.

The positions of the nine people were clearly defined, the six sword slaves stood together, and the startled salamander, the sun, and the black and white Xuanjian each stood on one side.

From here, we can also see the difference in strength between the nine players.

The strength of Six Swordsmen only refers to Master Xuan, while the other three are all Grand Masters of Celestial Phenomena.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

The nine people knelt down on one knee in unison, with respectful expressions.

Chapter 150

"Stay flat, let me take a good look at you." Zhu Qiyu waved his hand.

Zhuanpo and Miehun are twins. Although they are already 30 years old, they are no doubt born as young girls. They have a delicate face and a short stature. They look soft and weak, which is very confusing. Outsiders can never imagine that this delicate woman can kill people without blinking an eye.

Yaoyao looks like a young man, he is the youngest of the Six Sword Slaves, only 20 years old, and his steps are light when he walks.

Chaos God exudes evil spirit all over his body, he is the most bloodthirsty and insidious person among the Six Sword Slaves.

As for Duan Shui, he is the oldest, and his eyes are "[-]" blind, but his swordsmanship is the highest among the six. Although he has no eyes, he is more sensitive than those who have eyes.

And Zhen Gang is the head of the Six Sword Slaves, with the fiercest swordsmanship, and his eyes are filled with fear.

Black and white Xuanjian was dressed in dark blue, with leggings and a slender figure. He had a blue forehead and black hair tied casually with a red ribbon, leaving a few strands of hair loose.

The red and dark scars made his face extremely majestic and terrifying, and showed a coldness and ruthlessness.

Zhu Qiyu could feel the pure killing intent on Black and White Xuanjian, deep and profound, vast and cold, this kind of killing intent was more gloomy and cold than anyone else, which made him appear extremely dangerous.

Even facing Zhu Qiyu, Black and White Xuanjian's expression was extremely cold.

Seeing too much death of human life, human life is like a flower in his eyes, one year old and one withered pine, people will not cast strange eyes on the wild flowers and weeds on the roadside, at most they will marvel at the wild flowers and weeds because of their bright colors .

Nor will they be distressed by picking a wild flower or weed, which will not cause any fluctuations in their hearts.

Human life is the same in the eyes of Black and White Xuanjian.

So he doesn't care about everything in the world, everything in the world is like flowers and weeds.

The original black and white Xuanjian, because of his wife's sudden temperament change after his wife's death, split into eight people in the subsequent killings, Kunpo, Zhenhou, Xunfeng, Kanshu, Liwu, Genshi, Duili .

Transformed into the top killer group Ba Linglong.

No one knows whether the black and white Xuanjian at this time is Gansha or Kun Po, maybe Gen Master or Dui Li...

As for Biri, he was born very ordinary. He is the kind of person who disappears when thrown into the crowd. He can be a farmer or a merchant... From this aspect, Biri is the most qualified killer.

The startled salamander is dressed in a blue robe, with a beautiful appearance, skin like jade fat, better than peach blossoms, rosy in the white, crystal clear skin, like the bright moon in the sky, and a pair of eyes shining like stars.

This is a peerless beauty not inferior to Wang Yuyan, but she also possesses extremely strong force.

"Go out and guard."

"Yes!"

The nine people left the room, and a Qiankun cloth bag appeared in Zhu Qiyu's hand.

Qiankun cloth bag - from the Great Zen Temple of the Yangshen World.

Among the Qiankun cloth bags, there is a world of its own, a small cloth bag can hold countless things.

There is even a folk legend in the world of Yangshen. Thousands of years ago, when the Daheng Dynasty was founded, the Dachan Temple sent people to help. The 20 army lacked food and grass, so the Dachan Temple sent a person to bring the Qiankun cloth bag. Food and grass, enough to make 20 troops eat for half a year!

A full half a year!

The food and grass consumed by the 20 army in a day are piled up like a mountain, and it will take half a year?What kind of concept is that?

It can be said that with the Qiankun bag, a large army will have no logistical pressure...  …

At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di did not break through the capital of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty. It was not due to the failure of the soldiers, but mostly due to the logistical pressure. The huge logistical pressure forced them to retreat.

This pocket is neither silk nor linen, the color is very strange, it seems to be leather, but it is not any kind of animal skin, it seems to be human skin!

This big bag is tightly bound by a rope, which seems to be a tendon, and it seems that it is not an animal's tendon, but a human tendon.

A trace of huge pure yang power faintly escaped from the pocket.

Looking inside, I can see the space 2.1 of the entire Qiankun Budai, which seems to be a square composed of sapphire light film.

Zhu Qiyu took a deep breath: "The length and breadth of a hundred miles, not to mention the half-year consumption of an army of 20, even a half-year consumption of an army of 2000 million can accommodate it. With this treasure, I am a big soldier, and there is no logistical pressure anymore. If you are strong, you will be invincible!"

It can be said that with Qiankun Budai, logistics, one of the most important factors restricting war, no longer exists.

Walking out of the Qiankun cloth bag, tied up the bag with a rope, hung it on the waist, and turned into an ordinary dry bag again.

Chapter 151

The Great Evil King is a weapon full of ferocious aura. This sword comes from Fengyun World. This peerless evil weapon also has a set of invincible and peerless evil kung fu - the evil king has ten kalpas in it, and it can be called the world's number one evil sword .

"Brutal and immoral, boundless evil, immeasurable catastrophe, and invincible king" This sword is an evil sword transformed from the magic sword anger to ward off evil spirits.

Holding this knife in his hand, the ferocious air will constantly impact the mind of the soldier, making the soldier gradually become irritable and bloodthirsty.

Of course, if the will is strong enough, it will be able to withstand the impact of the evil king's ferocity, which will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness.

"Your Majesty, Yuhuatian is asking to see you."

"Let him in." Zhu Qiyu put away the evil king and said.

Yu Huatian walked in lightly, bowed and said: "Chen Yuhuatian, pay homage to Your Majesty!"

Zhu Qiyu gave a little support: "Stay flat, Yuhuatian, you mishandled the case of the Southern King of Gengzhou's treason, tell me, what reward do you want?"

Yu Huatian said modestly: "The subject is just a knife in His Majesty's hand, and he only acts according to His Majesty's orders. How dare you talk about rewards."

"I have always been kind and punished clearly. If you have meritorious service, you must be rewarded. If you make mistakes, you must be punished. If you don't reward me, it will make it very difficult for 26 Zhen." Zhu Qiyu said with a smile that was not a smile.

Yu Huatian immediately understood, and took the redemption fruit bestowed by Zhu Qiyu with sincerity and trepidation: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Yu Huatian stood bowed and pondered: "Your Majesty personally appointed the imperial envoy, and grasped the righteousness. Naturally, you have to follow the grand path. After entering Jinling, I did nothing on the surface, but just investigated secretly."

"You know that group of people have ghosts in their hearts. I can sit still, but they can't. Obviously, I'm more patient than them, so today's incident of colliding with the garrison government office happened, I want to test the minister."

"The family forces behind the five people who died with sticks are intertwined. After the death of their son, they will definitely not let it go. It is enough for the minister to see the tricks. As long as they make moves, there will be more flaws."

Zhu Qiyu nodded. The clans in the south of the Yangtze River and the powerful merchant families are deeply intertwined, and they affect the whole body. It seems that the influence is all over the south of the Yangtze River and they are very powerful.

But also because there are too many people and things involved, it is impossible to take into account the overall situation. If one person makes a mistake, ten or hundreds of people may be implicated...

Yu Huatian's idea was to catch the painful feet of a few people, and follow the vines from the painful feet of these people to catch more people's painful feet.

As an imperial envoy, Yuhuatian didn't need to play tricks with them at all, he only needed to be in Jinling, even if he didn't do anything, it might make some people suspicious and confused.

"You can do it at ease, I will visit you privately, here in Jinling, I will be your backer!" Zhu Qiyu said in a deep voice.

"I understand that if those five people were killed today, the family behind them will make another move."

"Okay, you go back and make arrangements."