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Chapter 150 Someone is going to die

The heavy snow is still falling.

In the mutton soup shop, Hu Mazi's second pot of pancakes had just been baked.

Hu Mazi just blinked and found that the five people in his mutton soup restaurant were gone.

In addition to those empty bowls and unfinished pancakes, there was also enough money on the table.

Hu Mazi had already heard the strange sounds in the streets not far away.

It’s just that many years of experience told him that mutton soup needs to be boiled and pancakes have to be continued. This kind of excitement that may lose its head is not only not to watch, but also it is best to just think that you don’t know anything.

The five people in the mutton soup restaurant had already walked behind the alley where Wang Pingyang was.

At this time, all the swordsmen from the Northern Wei Dynasty had fallen down. The cultivator from Jiuzhen County was seriously damaged and fell to the ground and had no power to fight again. However, these five people knew that the young man standing in the alley didn't want to leave at all.

Since you don’t want to leave, there is no such thing as blocking the way out.

These five people did not seem anxious.

"The mutton soup is good, and the pancakes are good." The oldest practitioner commented when he walked to the entrance of the alley.

A practitioner behind him had a different opinion, shook his head and said, "I think the mutton soup is thick enough, but the pancake is not tasty enough."

"You just like salty, but it's not tasty enough? Then you might as well eat salted fish." The other three practitioners laughed.

Wang Pingyang walked slowly through the bloody snow. He looked at the five people who appeared at the entrance of the alley, and his murderous intent in his eyes decreased slightly.

Lin Yi, he, Qi Zhuji and others have been studying and practicing in the Jiankang area since childhood, and they have no lack of etiquette when dealing with people. However, the Chen family and Wei Rui have to organize the northern border, while they have to quickly organize the Jiankang area. To make the powerful and powerful people quickly understand the situation, Tie Ce Jun and Jiange must show tough measures, and a lot of blood will surely shed today.

But he also knew the origin of these five people.

These five people have worked hard in the border army. Wei Rui had made a special statement before that it would be best to save their lives, but for him, he not only wanted to save these lives, but also wanted these people to be used by Tie Ce Army.

A sword light fell back to his right hand, holding the flying sword in his right hand and the short sword in his left hand, quietly looking at the five people.

"It's indeed Nan Tianqiao."

The oldest practitioner could not help but exclaim softly when he looked at Wang Pingyang's calm and iron-blooded appearance.

He had no different opinions on his praise this time. The four people behind him nodded slightly and agreed.

Compared with talent and cultivation, Wang Pingyang's temperament at this time impressed them even more.

But it's time to fight.

The oldest practitioner nodded slightly at Wang Pingyang.

His hands moved ten fingers.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky suddenly became heavier.

These snowflakes are connected by countless invisible breaths, as if they have turned into a snow mountain.

Wang Pingyang's feet creaked, and his feet sank into the snow, shattering the stone slabs under the snow, and then sinking under the soil.

This inconspicuous oldest practitioner is not just a practitioner in the realm of divine thoughts, but his true energy is much thicker and more concise than ordinary practitioners. Moreover, the methods he practices are originally suitable for use in the ice and snow. Every snowflake in the sky is like a true talisman that inherits his true energy and pulls more heaven and earth vitality.

He didn't want to compare those fancy methods with Wang Pingyang, he just crushed with realm and strength.

He crushed with his realm and strength, and the other four practitioners took the opportunity to assassinate Wang Pingyang.

For the four practitioners behind him, Wang Pingyang is all junior.

This fighting method is not glorious, but it is very practical and effective.

However, at this moment, white vapor kept gushing out from the eaves of the Imperial Pharmacy Bureau.

In this kind of weather, these white vapors would disappear soon, but these white vapors rushed over like living things. Until they broke into the snow-capped mountain of this practitioner, the white vapors suddenly condensed and turned into drops of water. A rain fell.

Countless people in the streets were watching the rain falling from the snow in shock.

Drops of raindrops were like soldiers in the army and continued to impact the snowflakes. Waves of air that could be seen in the naked eye continued to explode. The rain and snowflakes collided, and countless sounds of gold and iron were made. In the sky, it seemed like there were really two armies fighting.

The oldest practitioner who was controlling the snow frowned deeply, and a sad look appeared on the tip of his eyes.

He didn't know that the practitioner who took action was a real person with the wind and rain. He could be sure that this practitioner, who is also in the realm of divine thought, could not be stronger than him in the strength of the true essence and in this kind of weather.

But he was also sure that this practitioner in the realm of divine thoughts was able to entangle him for a long time.

The most important thing is that Wang Pingyang should have known that this practitioner in the divine mind realm would take action, so the big men in the city made this game to show their attitude, but the other party obviously had set up a game long ago and was waiting for these big men to start.

...

The raindrops and snowflakes kept colliding, and the energy around the streets was shaking unbearable. The snow on the black carriage that had been parked quietly in the corners of the streets continued to shake, revealing its original appearance.

The man in the carriage took a deep breath, and he knew that it should be the time for him to take action.

But at this moment, the door of a house not far from him opened.

A man wearing a fur coat looked like a shopkeeper walked out.

The man just looked up at the carriage, and the people in the carriage felt a little heavy, "Mr. Yin and Yang Hand Fei Da?"

"The emperor has kept his promise and imprisoned himself in the quiet courtyard of Huxin. When he figured it out, there will naturally be a turning point."

Fei Xu, who walked out of the house, just continued to walk towards the carriage and did not speak, but a cultivator in a blue shirt walked out from behind the carriage.

The practitioner walked to the carriage carriage, patted the carriage carriage, and then said softly: "General Lin did not want to have a conflict with the Nantianyuan. He was not afraid of the Nantianyuan, but did not want to kill them all. The other people from the Nantianyuan did not come here. Since you are from the Nantianyuan, since you have arrived here and have been blocked by us, you have paid back the favors you owe others, so don't take action."

The man in the carriage fell into a long silence, and then smiled bitterly with a bleak smile.

Those who were able to become the practitioners of the South Heaven Academy who were chosen by the emperor were all the leaders of the Southern Dynasty. People in the carriage had never been threatened like this in their lives. However, even if he was a strong man with some special means in the realm of divine thought, he could not be able to fight against two people like him alone.

What he couldn't accept most was that he had contacted Yin and Yang hand Fei Xu several years ago. At that time, Fei Xu's true essence cultivation was still below him, and Fei Xu was slightly older than him. There were still some cultivation resources in the South Heaven Academy that could not be obtained outside. However, in the past few years, when he saw Mr. Fei again, the other party's true essence cultivation was hidden above him, and the true essence in his body was full of accumulation. It seemed that in this era of spiritual waste, even if the true essence was constantly consumed, the other party would always have a way to make up for it quickly.

"You shouldn't die."

Snowflakes and rain were still rushing. Behind Wang Pingyang, another practitioner with a yellow paper umbrella came out.

The five people's retreat was blocked.

"It's sinking Kun."

The cultivator looked at these five people and said seriously and softly, "General Wei Rui has asked for love for you, so I also hope that you can bear the love of General Wei Rui. If you are willing, our General Lin would like to invite you to join our Tie Ce Army."

...

Another young man came out of the Imperial Pharmacy Bureau.

When someone just recognized Wang Pingyang, no one could have completely determined who was standing behind the two young men and medical officers of the Imperial Pharmacy Bureau. But when these practitioners of the Divine Thought Realm appeared one by one, everyone knew that these people were all from Tie Ce Army.

The anger in the new Situ Jijiu's heart burned violently, making his eyes a little red.

In fact, if it were someone arranged by the Chen family or Wei Rui, he would not be so angry.

Wei Rui was the emperor's candidate. He intervened in these matters in Jiankang City but only slightly crossed the boundaries.

Although the true disciple of He Xiuxing's surname was Chen, at least the Chen family did not disclose their relationship with He Xiuxing, and the Chen family did not take any action. The Chen family did not belong to the rioters of the Southern Dynasty.

But Lin Yi is different.

Lin Yi is a big rebellion in the book of rebellion. How can he take over Jiankang?

What made him even more angry was that all the other party’s response today was completely prepared, and four practitioners in the divine mind realm had appeared in the alley where Wang Pingyang was. These four practitioners in the divine mind realm were not from the military headquarters under the jurisdiction of the Chen family and Wei Rui.

These practitioners all come from the Iron Army!

This is Lin Yi and Tie Ce Army who are completely showing their strength and force to the entire Jiankang. No matter what the powerful people in Jiankang think, Lin Yi and Tie Ce Army want to tell them in this extremely unreasonable way that you powerful people will act according to their expressions in the future!

Why!

"Do you still want to continue?"

An official in casual clothes asked behind him.

Four practitioners in the divine mind realm appeared on the other side. Wang Pingyang in the alley must be unable to capture or kill them alive. According to the previous plan, their plan had failed halfway.

It is meaningless whether the magic medicine "Red Qiansui" that was just a symbolic one from the beginning can be obtained.

Since that's the case, it would be even more meaningless to deal with the young man who appeared at the door of the Imperial Pharmacy Bureau.

If Wang Pingyang is a member of the Tie Ce Army, this young man is naturally a member of the Tie Ce Army.

“Why not continue?”

"Does it feel like killing these people who are very important to Lin Yi may have to bear his anger?"

Situ Jijiu said in a deep voice with an extremely ugly expression. The anger in his eyes was about to burn out from his eyes. "Japan is here to let them see the attitude of the people in the city. If you forget it like this, it means that everyone should be a dog with a tail in front of them. Only when someone dies will Lin Yi and the others understand that if they want to show the people in the city, they will have to pay a price."

"Today, there are people who are going to die, and many people are going to die, but those who die will not be these irrelevant figures and practitioners who work hard for money or due to the situation, but rather powerful people as stubborn as you."

Someone knocked on the door of the restaurant, and then someone opened the door inside, and the person who made the noise went upstairs directly.

Situ Jijiu's face turned pale in an instant. He suddenly turned around and looked at the person who went upstairs, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Xiao...Prince?"

Xiao Jinyu, with a look of pity, looked at the senior officer of Class 3 and had not responded yet, but Situ Jijiu had already learned something from the silence of the official in casual clothes. He angrily drank at the official in casual clothes, "You betray me!"

"Look at what you said, don't worry."

The official remained silent and just retreated in a corner. Xiao Jinyu smiled and walked to the window, then said, "What is there to betray or not? Look at this city, what are so many people fighting to the death? Isn't it profit?"

Situ Jijiu's breathing became rapid. He could not talk to the infamous Prince Mildew. The other party was famous for changing his mind, and he could not try to do it, because he knew very well that Prince Mildew was also a cultivator in the realm of divine thoughts. If he really did, even the practitioners of Jiuzhen County who could not get up even if they fell on the ground and crawled in the alley at this time were better than him.

"What do you want to do?"

"If you want to kill me, you can do it now." He continued to shout.

"I said no hurry."
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