night.

Zhao Langjiang and Li Qingcheng stood beside a pile of rocks, with seventeen or eighteen assassins corpses lying on the ground, and four others were controlled by the acupoints and could not move. They looked at the two of them with resentment on their faces.

In the past ten days, this was the fourth assassination they encountered. These people had mixed martial arts, high or low, and the assassination methods were also different. Fortunately, Zhao Langjiang had a long experience in the Jianghu River and did not cause substantial damage. In order to reduce the trouble, the two separated from the convoy, and the food was sent to Yinyang City by Lao Liu to transport the carriage to Yinyang City.

Li Qingcheng said, "Obviously, some people don't want you to enter Yinyang City alive! Or, they don't want the ashes of the Golden Knife King to return to Yinyang."

"You will know if you ask!" Zhao Langjiang threw five assassins on the ground, "I will ask you questions now. If I don't answer or the answer will be slow, don't blame me for treating you to a knife."

The four of them snorted coldly, and the assassination failed. They were already ready to succeed if they failed. They looked at Zhao Langjiang indifferently. No matter what inhuman torture they suffered, they would never speak.

Zhao Langjiang came to the Assassin A, "What's your name?"

Assassin Jia snorted coldly, "We assassins have the dignity of assassins, we have our creeds. If you want to kill, you will kill. If you have a scar that is big, you will lose your head. Twenty years later..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Langjiang cut off the man's throat with one knife and said slowly, "The answer is wrong."

Li Qingcheng squatted in front of the three of them and smiled, "Speaking is an art. Low martial arts skills may not kill you, but saying the wrong words may lead to death. My friend has a bad temper. I advise you to cooperate well and may be able to survive."

The remaining three assassins were frightened.

During the chaotic battle just now, Zhao Langjiang was like a murderer, killing more than a dozen people in less than a stick of incense. Although they had the backbone of an assassin, they no longer wanted to die easily after they survived.

Zhao Langjiang came to Assassin B again, "What is one plus one equal?"

Assassin B didn't want to die. He had made up his mind, no matter what the other party asked, he would know everything. When he heard Zhao Langjiang's question, he was stunned, "What?"

The sword flashed, and the assassin Yiheng's corpse was on the spot.

“The answer is too slow.”

The remaining two assassins were no longer looking at each other. The questions were so casual and the killing was so casual. How could this be torture? It was clearly a deliberate attempt to kill someone.

The two of them crawled on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Assassin Bing said: "God hero spares my life. We don't want to die. Whatever you ask, we will say it. My name is Li Jianbing, his name is Zhang Dacong, I am thirty-six, he is thirty-one, I am 6-8, he is 6-7, my ancestral home is Hebei, and his ancestral home is Longxi."

Zhao Langjiang's face darkened, "Speak the key points."

"We are the assassins of Tiangang Thirty-six in the three major killer organizations. One month ago, someone offered a reward of 30,000 taels on the dark web to take your head and provide your location and information. Business has been difficult recently, so our Tiangang Thirty-six was thinking about coming here to try our fortune. Who knew that he didn't hit the God of Wealth, but hit the King of Hell."

Li Qingcheng asked, "Who is the person who offers a reward?"

"This operation was a dark flower. The person who offered the reward was surnamed Jia. He did not reveal his identity. He just knew that after the murder, the old diesel shop in Baihufang, Yinyang City went to get the flower red."

After asking a few more questions, they found that they were useless news. Seeing that there was no use, Li Qingcheng unlocked their acupoints. The two of them were as if they were reissued and ran forward frantically. They ran more than ten feet away. Two stones flew over and hit the back of the heads of the two.

The two fell to the ground and died of anger.

When Li Qingcheng saw that Zhao Lianjiang had killed these two people, he couldn't help frowning, "These two people are no longer threatening. You will kill them again. Zhao Lianjiang, you are becoming more and more useless."

Zhao Langjiang sneered, "They come to kill me, can I still serve them with wine and farewell?" He put his long sword in the sheath and said lightly, "I, Zhao Langjiang, want the whole world to know that the revenge will be avenged and the debt will be paid!"

Li Qingcheng sighed in his heart and couldn't help but shake his head.

Zhao Langjiang has become increasingly angry recently, but he thought again that he has faced more and more assassinations or ambushes in these days. If he had not been ruthless, it would be a problem whether he could survive.

Li Qingcheng was a little confused, "Although Yinyang City does not say that there are many masters, there are still many masters in the city lord's mansion. Have you noticed that the people who have been assassinated these days have not had much martial arts skills, and the highest is just Zhixuan Chu Realm. Have you ever thought about the reason?"

Zhao Langjiang said, "Li Xiancheng doesn't want to welcome King Jindao back to his hometown, which is not conducive to his reputation, so he made things bigger and made the city full of storms known to everyone, so he could teach me to retreat when I see the difficulties."

"What do you want to do?"

"I received the favor of King Jindao, and I personally agreed to send his ashes back to Yinyang City. Even if the swords and fires are ahead, I, Zhao Langjiang, will go to the scene. Besides, Lao Xiao should have arrived. Let's run away. Wouldn't the Chishui wine be allowed to be taken away by him?"

“It makes sense.”

The two of them didn't know that in Yinyang City, they could no longer buy authentic Chishui wine.

...

At some point, a rumor spread among the four fangs of Yinyang City.

Half a year ago, when the Golden Sword and the Crazy Sword fought in Taihu, the two of them were seriously injured without a chance to decide the winner. Finally, they saw the King of Golden Swords, Zhao Langjiang. Zhao Langjiang coveted the Golden Sword Technique and took the opportunity to kill the King of Golden Swords and seized the Golden Sword. He claimed to have obtained the Golden Sword inheritance. Zhao Langjiang sent the Golden Sword back to his hometown for thousands of miles to usurp the position of the city lord!

People’s words are terrifying, but the words of the people make money.

Swords can kill people, rumors can kill people even more, and killing people without blood.

The rumors are becoming increasingly fierce. Originally, the Yinyang people were full of respect for a foreigner escorting the remains of the golden sword, but after this, Zhao Langjiang became a scheming despicable person.

Breakfast shop.

"This person surnamed Zhao may be a spy sent by the Northern Zhou Dynasty. He took the opportunity to steal the secrets of the city lord's mansion. Such people cannot be kept!"

There are many rational people among them, "Spy? Come from Suzhou three thousand miles away? This gentleman, please use your brain. If you are a spy, you will still be so generous!"

"That may not be true. Even if you are not a spy, you may not have any other conspiracy. Otherwise, he is not familiar with the King of Golden Swords. A person who has known each other for less than a day can get the inheritance of the King of Golden Swords. He also promised to escort the King of Golden Swords back. Where can there be such a person in the world!"

"That's it! He kept saying that he had obtained the Golden Sword inheritance, maybe he had stolen the Golden Sword Sword Technique!"

Everyone was talking about it, and the person who defended Zhao Langjiang was soon submerged in everyone's saliva, hurriedly settled the breakfast account, and left in shame.

At this time, a middle-aged man said, "The King of Golden Swords has never had any sword skills. His sword intent is made of the blood and souls of countless enemies, so the theory of stealing swords is not credible."

The middle-aged man was in his forties and had a broken knife on the table without a scabbard.

The person who spoke before was refuted by him, stood up and shouted, "Who are you? If you say you can't be trusted, can't be trusted? Are you just farts when I say it? In my opinion, you are the accomplice named Zhao!"

The middle-aged man sneered, ignored the man, ate the last bowl of noodles, put twenty cents on the table, nodded to the shopkeeper, then got up, picked up the long knife, and slowly left.

The man was still relentless, "Look, as soon as I exposed him, he left. It was obvious that he was guilty!"

The shopkeeper said, "Young man, be careful when speaking in the future, that's why Tong Li Dutong disdains to argue with you."

"I have never heard of Li Dutong, Zhang Dutong."

Someone was surprised and said, "Broken Sword Li Yuanhu? The White Horse Yi from Yinyang City is the commander of the Tiger Cavalry Guard?"

The shopkeeper said leisurely, "Bai Ma Yi's military law is extremely strict, and his sword is like his life, so it cannot be damaged. Except for Li Yuanhu, who dares to use the broken sword in the entire Yinyang City?"

The five thousand white horses in Yinyang were ruled by General Li Xianzhong, and the four guards of dragon, tiger, leopard and wolf were under it. They were responsible for defending Yinyang. Li Yuanhu, the chief commander of the Tiger Cavalry Guard, participated in the Battle of Yinyang that year. This broken knife was broken by blocking one knife for the King of Jindao. Since then, Li Yuanhu has stopped changing the sword.

The young man heard that the other party was the commander of the White Horse Yicong, so he closed his mouth very consciously.

...

City Lord's Mansion.

Chief of staff, Chai Gongwang, stood with respect and said to Li Xiancheng, "Congratulations to the city lord, over the past few days, his subordinates have sent more than a dozen people to spread the news. What Zhao Langjiang did has aroused public outrage in the city. Some people even called on the city lord to capture Zhao Langjiang alive and avenge the old city lord!"

Li Xiancheng nodded and smiled, "Very good, Mr. Huang, it's really my Mr. Li's Zhang Zifang. With your help, why worry about the great cause?"

Chai Gong Wang said, "It depends entirely on the appreciation of the city lord. His subordinates were indignant and killed people back then. If the city lord had not rescued him, his subordinates would have become the wronged souls under the sword, and they would not have been today."

"What's going on with Yuwen Tianlu?"

Chai Gongwang said, "In addition to going to the grocery store once these days, he has been staying at Li Bufan's house. Now that he refuses to show up, we pretend not to know. However, the prefect Cao has come to ask several times."

"It is natural for the dog slaves to care about their master. He can think of it in the ten-mile long pavilion to build Jingchengtai! The twelve dead soldiers from the Northern Zhou Dynasty are so careful, so don't make any trouble."

"When it comes to Jing Chengtai, my subordinates have a plan."

The chief of staff came to Li Xiancheng's ear and whispered for a while. When Li Xiancheng heard it, he said happily, "Just do it as you said."

Li Xiancheng personally picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the chief of staff, making Chai Gongwang flattered. He knelt down and took it with both hands. Li Xiancheng said, "You deserve this tea."

The chief of staff ignored the hot tea and drank it in one gulp, and said, "In the past ten days, there have been seven or eighty-one people sent to assassinate Zhao Langjiang, and none of them survived."

Li Xiancheng said, "It seems that the wolf nature of this Hengduan Mountain wolf has been completely aroused. It is time to add a fire to him. I will pass on the order of my city lord to order the Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, Wolf Guards to send hundreds of people to capture Zhao Langjiang. If you resist, you will be killed without any consequences!"

The chief of staff was worried and said, "It's inappropriate. After all, Zhao Langjiang has the ashes of the King of Golden Swords. If so..."

Although Chai Gongwang said this, he did not think so in his heart. He first provoked Zhao Langjiang with an ordinary killer, and then captured him with a white horse. However, in front of all the staff, he chose to pretend to be stupid and forget.

"What do you know?" Li Xiancheng said, "Zhao Langjiang is already red in his eyes. As long as he dares to kill a white horse Yicong, he will be the enemy of my Yinyang City. In his life, he will never want to enter Yinyang City. You can think about the key points of it yourself!"

Chai Gongwang pretended to think for a long time and said loudly, "The city lord is wise!"
Chapter completed!