The scent of water vapor mixed with the fragrance of tea wafts.

Yu Yang stopped by the knife and looked at each other coldly.

An ordinary height, an ordinary body, and an ordinary facial features, at first glance, this seems to be a middle-aged man who is thrown into a crowd of people and may not attract other people's attention.

The only thing that is better than ordinary people is that his skin is fair and there is no trace of wind and frost.

Just looking at the person, no one can tell that this ordinary middle-aged man would be the top figure in Qingzhou in terms of martial arts and status.

The general captain of the Six Gates is the way.

The Ming Dynasty had many means to control the world, with six ministries centralized powers inside, and two factories in the east and west. The outside was like the Nine Kings of the Ming Dynasty, and they were divided into three states.

In addition, Jinyiwei and the Six Gates supervise the world.

In terms of pure authority, the Jinyiwei naturally has far surpassed the Jinyiwei. It can be distributed in the world with six doors and accommodate martial artists in the martial arts world. Whether it is the complex composition of the personnel or the difficulty of making a breakthrough, it is far higher than the Jinyiwei.

Those who can become the chief arrester of a state are among the best, regardless of their achievements or martial arts.

Not to mention, Fang Qidao came down from Kyoto and was suspected to have competed with the four masters who had competed with the four great masters.

In fact, when he first came to Qingzhou, he was listed among the top ten in Qingzhou. Some even speculated that he was specially sent by the court to suppress General Wei Zhengxian.

"The young man is so terrifying..."

In the empty lobby, Fang Qidao served tea and savored it carefully. While Yang Yu looked at him, he was also looking at the rising star.

"If it weren't for your file still on my desk, I would have been hard to believe that three or four years ago, you would have been a refugee beggar who almost starved to death..."

There were ripples in his eyes.

He is a person who is rarely moved, but when he looks at the person in front of him, he can't help but stir up trouble in his heart.

Are there geniuses in this world?

There is no doubt.

He has seen many talents and great powers.

He has excellent qualifications and blood exchange is much easier than ordinary people, and he has seen it.

There are also people who have extraordinary insights in swords, swords, fists, and horizontal practices.

But in front of me, not only was he underwent a huge force, but he was also quick to change blood, he was skillful in swordsmanship and amazing light skills, but he also mastered a terrifying and superior archery technique in extreme times.

These sects, one by one, are enough to move anyone.

"What do you want to say?"

Yang Yuchen calmed his mind and sensed all the subtle changes around him.

The people in front of him are extremely dangerous, much more dangerous than Jilong Mountain, because when facing Jilong Mountain, I am always in the dark.

But the person in front of him was always staring at him in the shadow.

"You probably thought it was hidden very well, but unfortunately...

You probably don’t know that a vagrant beggar who came from a deserted town with no resources, no famous teachers, and no supreme martial arts skills, almost approached the highest position in a state in three or four years, or even less.

How eye-catching it is in the eyes of those who are interested.”

Fang Qidao smiled faintly, and it was interesting:

"Speaking of this, you still want to thank me. If I hadn't covered you up, you would have been in the eyes of more interested people."

"When it comes to those who are interested, Lord Fang is the biggest one who is interested, right?"

Yang Yu felt a little nervous, but he was not panicked.

It is almost inevitable that you will be targeted by someone.

But if you live in a small town because you are targeted, it is no different from choking and giving up.

If he doesn't leave Heishan City, let alone the best martial arts, even if it is the middle martial arts, he has nowhere to look for it.

Even if he does not join the court, does not say that he will not defeat Tiangang, Qinglong Nine Killings, and one kill of ten steps, he will not be able to contact the top martial arts such as Liuxu, and the Sea-Splitting Black Whale.

Not to mention the 'blood exchange pill' and the medicinal bath recipe after six blood exchanges.

He knew very well in his heart and had expected it.

"Yes. After you killed the Qin brothers, I have concluded that you are definitely not an ordinary warrior, but a 'erotic man' with Taoist fruit."

Fang Qidao was very calm:

"You are very decisive and have not been on the verbal platform, but the result is the same."

"Inhuman?"

Yu Yang asked back and automatically ignored the previous words.

He was not interested when Fang Qidao was eyeing him.

"Those who have the fruit of Tao are all strangers."

Fang Qidao poured tea for himself slowly, savored, and said slowly, without being anxious or impatient:

"I started soaking in a medicinal bath at the age of three and practicing martial arts at the age of seven. I haven't slacked off for more than 30 years, but Jilongshan, who became a monk halfway through, almost caught up with me.

This kind of 'different' is really unwilling and envious."

"A three-year-old medicinal bath is no different from an ordinary person?"

Yang Yu interrupted him and sneered:

"Ninety percent of people in this world don't have this kind of treatment, and don't even think about becoming a warrior in their entire lives."

Fang Qidao did not seem to hide his emotions. Yang Yu could clearly sense the unwillingness, disgust and envy in his words.

What he hated was not the "indifference".

But why he himself is not a stranger.

"So, I'm considered an 'inhuman'?"

Fang Qidao was slightly stunned and then smiled:

"It's a pity that I want to be a real 'inhuman' more than this!"

The real alien!

Yang Yu's eyes moved, with a temptation: "Don't say that I don't have the Tao fruit. Even if there is, as far as I know, the Tao fruit cannot be plundered or transferred..."

The fruit of Tao cannot be plundered.

According to Xu Wenji's guess, the recognition of the Tao fruit is not a complete coincidence, but because the owner of the Tao fruit

"Nothing is absolutely absolute."

Fang Qidao looked at Yang Yu lightly, as if he could see his thoughts:

"I heard that you got a book of Taoist fruits from Xu Wenji. Why? Isn't it recorded that "Monkey Huanxi" repelled the Taoist fruit?"

"Is this your purpose?"

Yang Yu's hand holding the knife tightened even tighter, and there was a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"From ancient times, I am not the only one who covet the Tao fruit but does not have the Tao fruit, and I am not the only one who is unwilling to give up. Naturally, there are many ways to seize the Tao fruit, many..."

Fang Qidao drank all the tea in the cup:

"As your superior, Fang, you are suppressing your achievements, promotion, and coveting your Taoist fruits. It is already unrighteous, but it is difficult for you to start your journey in a confused manner..."

Bang!

The teacup fell.

Fang Qidao raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Yu:

"After all, if you have any support for your colleagues, you can take it out."

The two of them were wearing no wind, and their condensing momentum instantly filled the entire restaurant. The dragon horse tied outside the fence made a long neigh as if frightened.

"A villain as open as you are, it is rare in the world."

Yu Yang almost laughed.

"Whatever you say."

Fang Qidao looked indifferent, but seemed to have some sense, looking at Yang Yu's clenched left hand.

He pressed the knife with one hand, but slowly spread the other hand, a bean that looked like gold and copper, the size of a broad bean.
Chapter completed!