The long spear was raised by Lu Zhuan's left hand to forty-five degrees, and then threw the spear out like a javelin with a spearhead. Since the spearhead was behind and the spearhead was in front, the center of gravity was not right, and he rotated a few times in the sky and fell into the field that was smashed thirty meters away. He inserted it diagonally on the grass.

Zhao Mingyi placed his hand on the hilt of the sword. When the white sharp blade was pulled out from the scabbard, everyone's mind was blank. Even the tax collector who had no vision behind him felt that the sharp blade in Zhao Mingyi's hand was at the level of a magic weapon (according to Yongzhou standards), Zhao Mingyi raised his sword and raised it, and the sword light slanted into the sky for fifty or sixty meters. When the brilliant sword energy suddenly appeared, the refracted substance reflected the light from the sky, and the light mark on the ground was fifty meters long. The person who was swept by this light mark saw Zhao Mingyi holding a brilliant sword light in his hand, extending straight to half the length of the football field.

However, the brilliant sword light restrained, Zhao Mingyi withdrew his murderous intent and moved as his body moved. He began to draw the sword. The sword edge stretched and contracted in the air very quickly, making a trembling sound that made his eardrums itchy. In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Mingyi was like a sharp light. The sword light popped out hundreds of times, some people's feet were pierced, some people's palms were pierced, and some people's cheeks were pierced. The person involved who was pierced with his cheeks could feel the sharpness of the sword light with his tonsils. If the sword light continued to extend for an inch, it would be dead.

Zhao Mingyi was like a walking wind, but in fact it was faster than the wind. It ran in three seconds at a distance of 40 meters. At the speed that Zhou Song did not react, he passed by him. When Zhao Mingyi walked past Zhou Song completely, Zhou Song couldn't help but shake his body slightly, and he felt a slight pain in his neck.

Zhou Song's pupils dilated. For a moment, he thought that the head on his neck had been cut and would fall as soon as he moved. He dared not breathe or move.

But a second later, Zhou Song touched his neck, and there was blood, but his neck was still there, as if only a shallow trace of skin-breaking mark was scratched. And just this second when the cold sweat on his back caused him to burst into tears, the screams behind Zhou Song were like firecrackers, but the two of them only noticed that their necks had not heard for a while. By the time Zhou Song looked back, more than 40 people had been disarmed and their palms were all pierced. As for the people around him, they all flashed to the side. These soldiers had the courage to kill, and they would fight when they met evenly rivals. When they met a strong enemy, as long as there were many people around him and gave them a heavy reward, they could yell and rush up with red eyes. For example, the siege of the city wall, a job with a high mortality rate, someone would inevitably rush up with heavy rewards.

But it does not mean that they will not be afraid. In the eyes of these so-called brave men, once they encounter irresistible forces, their morale will collapse quickly. Only modern troops will resist the death for glory. Now these soldiers and thugs have run dozens of meters away, surrounding Zhao Mingyi in fear.

Feeling that there were still weapons pointing at him, the sword blade on Zhao Mingyi's wrist immediately moved, and more than a dozen sword lights were released from the sword blade in his hand, covering the surrounding area of ​​twenty-three meters. The palms of sixteen soldiers were pierced. This became the last to crush the camel, and the soldiers pushed the blade down one after another. Yes, under Shangguan's gaze, they did not dare to throw away weapons so blatantly, so they could only put the sword that was originally directed at Zhao Mingyi and turned into a posture of dragging the knife to the ground with their arms.

At this time, Zhao Mingyi nodded slightly with satisfaction, inserted the sword into the scabbard with one hand, and retracted the terrifying edge, soothing the people around him from the blast. He heard the sound of his heartbeat.

Zhao Mingyi turned his head and saw Zhou Song who was as confused as a baby. The coldness on his face disappeared and showed a smile. Zhao Mingyi: "General, the sword dance ended." But Zhou Song is now able to speak normally. Such a fast sword and such a strong sword edge are beyond his knowledge.

Han Tao, who was watching the battle in the back, got off the horse and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a master like a gentleman coming to my Linyang County."

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There are rumors about the arrogance and character of the disciples of aristocratic families. That is because no ordinary people are qualified to let these disciples of aristocratic families show their other side. Therefore, under the speculation of ignorant and foolish men, the characteristic of being arrogant and never bowing their heads.

Han Tao easily used three years and two words to generals. The vicious behavior of leading troops to rob is turned into an elegant act of mobilizing troops to visit the secluded masters.

As for Han Tao's behavior, Zhao Mingyi did not point it out. Zhao Mingyi had no expectations for the aristocratic families, and naturally there was no high standard requirement for the two aristocratic disciples in front of him. In Zhao Mingyi's eyes, the so-called romantic scholars are essentially the circle of aristocratic families that packaged ordinary people's feelings and fooled ordinary people. Zhao Mingyi did not regard these aristocratic families as much as they were, nor did he have any expectations for the so-called princes. In Zhao Mingyi's eyes, these two were customers who needed a warning to be honest in order to negotiate business with him.

After the two sides exchanged greetings, they rode on horses. (Zhao Mingyi's horse was borrowed from the team) and the three of them left behind a large group of soldiers and walked towards the Qingyashan area with only dozens of entourages.

Now that Han Tao and Zhou Song arrived at the Qingya Mountain area, they did not come independently, but were invited by Zhao Mingyi. Zhao Mingyi was the master, Han Tao and Zhou Song were guests. The guest followed the host's wishes.

Zhao Mingyi led them straight to the warehouse, where there were mountains of ironware, including iron pots, sickles, and hoes. Zhao Mingyi's meaning was explained in a few words. "Do you buy ironware?"

Zhao Mingyi showed these people farm tools, but looked at Zhou Song with meaningful gaze. The subtext was: "If you need weapons, it's easy to say."

"The court sells salt and iron for personal purposes, and making iron tools privately is a serious crime." Han Tao started the first sentence of the negotiation in an admonishing tone.

Hearing this, Zhao Mingyi sneered and said, "The court has clearly stated that if you gather more than a hundred people in private, you should send them to the capital with shackles." Zhao Mingyi has not only gathered more than a hundred people now.

Zhao Mingyi smiled and said to Han Tao: "If we follow the court's laws, there will be more people in the world to punish you?" Zhao Mingyi was not something that Xiao Ming in the countryside could intimidate him with just a few words.

Han Tao laughed dryly and said to himself: "The lawless guy." At the same time, he was secretly worried, worried about Zhao Mingyi's plan,

In Han Tao's eyes, if Zhao Mingyi's intention is to rebel, he will cooperate with him and leave the next year before yesterday." Thinking of this, Han Tao said with a dry smile: "Dare you ask where the young master comes from? With your ability, there is a lot to go in the world, why should you lie here?"

Zhao Mingyi looked at Han Tao and understood that this was to inquire about his own details and not be at ease with him. After all, this was a ban. If both parties did not know the truth, they would not dare to further expand their business. This was like in the officialdom. If they were not familiar with the family, they could not give money to the people above. Because the senior officials were afraid that you were the poisonous bait sent by their opponents.

Zhao Mingyi understood Han Tao's concerns, and then showed an indescribable look on his face. He hesitated and took out his jade plate. Han Tao's eyes lit up when he looked at the jade plate. Then he asked in confusion: "Dare you asking you, right?"

Zhao Mingyi said: "Zhao Mingyi, a disciple of Xia Cang Jian Sect, has been due to some reason. This time he went out to do something. Unfortunately, he failed to do something. He tried to avoid it here and see if he could do anything to make up for his mistakes."

"Zhao Mingyi", Han Tao once said this name. He heard it a little familiar with it, but Zhou Song, who was beside him, suddenly asked: "Are you Zhao Mingyi? Zhao Mingyi, Cangjian Sect?"

Zhao Mingyi nodded and said, "I'm down." Zhou Song then said, "Brother Zhao is extremely smart in the Sun Mansion." Zhao Mingyi shook his head: "Hey, in order to get out of that place of right and wrong, I'll throw all my face in. Just don't laugh at me, don't laugh at me."

Han Tao also understood who Zhao Mingyi was. After all, the circle of aristocratic families was so big that they always knew anything new.

The subsequent incident in the Sun Mansion was very shattered. The Taoist Sect said that Zhao Mingyi did not return to the mountain gate. The Cangjian Sect asked whether the capital family had assassinated Zhao Mingyi. The Beijing family said that the Cangjian Sect was pissing people off, and the two sides were very noisy. In fact, the Cangjian Sect did not just protect Zhao Mingyi, but the He Minggu incident made He Minggu's master very angry.

When Zhao Mingyi learned that he had left, he had such a big storm. He smiled and said, "Please keep it a secret for me. I don't want to go back to the master so early to think about his mistakes."

Han Tao and Zhou Song expressed their understanding, but it was still difficult to break through in business because the matter of salt and iron is of great importance. Zhao Mingyi's behavior this time was a transgression (which belongs to Taoist interference in the secular world). The two disciples of the aristocratic families were kind-hearted in conversation, but once they mentioned the iron business, they all shook their heads.

After a few rounds, Zhao Mingyi understood that they were sure that they wanted to return to the sect. Once they returned to the sect and thought about their mistakes, they would inevitably be able to include their own industries left in this mountainous area into their hands.

Thinking of this link, Zhao Mingyi sighed and said, "It seems that I am so passionate about myself. It's okay, or I'm fine. But recently I always feel hopeless about returning home, so I'm just a carefree guest in this landscape. I'll ask you two to come to see me often."

Hearing this, Han Tao smiled dryly and said, "Brother Zhao, why did you say this? With Brother Zhao's cultivation, the elders of Cangjian Sect will not be so harsh to you."
Chapter completed!