Chapter 111 Heroes gather together Fangjiang

  Gong Sunming was not very good-looking, and he was not tall. He dressed casually, like a little old man.

  Instead, there is a treasured sword on the table, the decoration is restrained and simple, quite extraordinary.

After hearing his disciple's words, he laughed cheerfully and said, "How can Tianmen be understood so easily? Throughout the ages, countless people, even the talented Emperor Shengshi sent Xu Fu to search the overseas islands to find traces of immortals, but they could only die in hatred. There is only one tomb left in Lishan."

   "Now that the dragon and the phoenix are out together, the senior land gods are vaguely standing on the road ahead. This is already great luck!"

   Gongsun Ming said, stroking his saber with his slender hands.

   His heart was agitated.

  That day the gate of heaven opened wide, and the voice of the dragon and phoenix spread throughout the world. He looked up at the sky, and regained his courageous heart when he was young, carrying a sword and walking the rivers and lakes, climbing up step by step, seeking the highest realm of martial arts!

  Wei Hong originally wanted to talk about Chu Nantian, but seeing Master's appearance at this moment, he swallowed the words again.

  It was the first time in his 30 years of apprenticeship that he saw the master stroking the sword, as if he couldn't wait to draw the sword out of its sheath and show off what he had learned all his life!

  …

   Ji Peng swore that the books he printed were exactly the same as the original manuscripts.

  The people around didn't know how much they believed, but believe it or not, the most important thing is to get that "Zhao Sanhen" in their hands.

   "Boss Ji, do you still have a book with you?"

   Someone asked loudly.

   It can be seen that there is indeed a book in Ji Peng's arms.

"have!"

  As soon as Ji Peng's words came out, seven or eight first-class Jianghu masters jumped on the stage, stared at him very eagerly, and said that they would spend money to buy it.

   "But the villain explained in advance that this is the last book. After this book, I will..."

   "Where is Ji Peng?!"

  Accompanied by shouts, the officials from the government arrived.

   A group of thousands of soldiers arrived with spears and crossbows, drove away the onlookers and surrounded the stage.

  The military officer leading the team was a big bearded man known to everyone in Yongkang City. His surname was Zhao.

  However, the prefect Xia Yongcheng did not show up.

   "Take him away!"

  Zhao Juncheng, who was riding on the horse, yelled again and asked Ji Peng to be taken away.

  But there were not 10,000 or 8,000 Jianghu people present. It was really a gathering of heroes, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

  The government said to take it away?

   "Why?!"

   Someone shouted on the boat in the river.

   "That's right, why? Boss Ji didn't break the law, and the court still insists on the king's law?!"

   "What kind of shit, Juncheng, grandpa has three thousand soldiers in the northwest, I'm afraid of you!"

   "Go away from the government, this is a matter of the world!"

  The heroes were enraged, and soon someone threw a few thunderbolts emitting a strange smell, which exploded around the stage.

   "There are biological and chemical weapons?"

  Chen Ji, who was watching the excitement on the river, said in surprise.

   "My lord, this is for startling horses."

  As soon as Xia Shumin finished explaining, Chen Ji saw the effect.

  The people around the stage are fine, at most they feel a little uncomfortable.

  But the horses that Zhao Juncheng brought the soldiers on all backed back again and again, neighing constantly.

  The scene quickly became chaotic.

  At first, the two sides were fighting for Ji Peng. Seeing that the situation was not good, the latter quickly took out the only remaining book, and the two sides immediately became fighting for people and books.

   It was chaotic for a while, everyone on the river dodged the arrows that were shot, and the people on the opposite river cheered loudly.

   It wasn't until someone appeared that the scene changed suddenly.

"Walk!"

  Chen Ji noticed that a tall and stocky boy came to Ji Peng's side, trying to take him away while taking advantage of the confusion.

  But just less than ten meters away, several men in black attacked. They were all innate masters, and their coordination was clean and neat.

   "What a wonderful exercise! Haha, I'll help you!"

  Another white-faced man made a move, drew out his long sword, and swung a beam of sword light chicly, cutting seven or eight meters away, forcing the man in black back.

   This sword light was extremely eye-catching, and it caught everyone's attention immediately.

Chen Ji saw that another master in black joined the battlefield, armed with Emei thorns and meteor darts, the hidden weapons were thrown out first, and after forcing a group of people back, the three of them took out a huge net and pointed at the black-faced boy together. Pounced, wanting to catch him.

   This net is made of thin gold wires, and the gold wires are mixed with venom, which can make people's muscles and bones soft.

   "Cut!"

  The black-faced and stocky young man was happy and fearless, standing still, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the pure spirit in his body was stimulated, and he slashed out with a sword, dividing the net into two halves, and then took advantage of the situation to force back the men in black around him.

"impossible!"

  The man in black screamed strangely, "You just entered the Xiantian realm, how could you..."

   "Shut up, catch him first!"

  The battle scene became more and more chaotic.

  More and more people join in, all of them are making fuss about black-faced teenagers.

  Now, no matter how stupid a person is, they will find something is wrong, give up fighting for that book, and focus all their attention on this side.

  The black-faced boy and Ji Peng were quickly surrounded by people, and seven or eight people lay on the ground, moaning while clutching their wounds, bleeding all over the floor.

   But soon someone dragged them down.

   There are more and more masters, and many of them are wearing face scarves, for fear that others will recognize them.

   "Young Master Wang."

   Surrounded by a crowd, Ji Peng smiled wryly, "I'm the one who hurt you!"

   It really is him, Wang Ergou!

   No, it's Wang Shaodang!

  The young man who relied on the "Xiantian Zixia Art" from a gangster of a small dock gang to become a master of the Xiantian realm!

   "He is Wang Shaodang?"

  Xia Shumin on the river couldn't see it clearly, but she didn't care, just watch the excitement.

  This is mainly for the young master~.

   "Well, quite a simple young man."

  Chen Ji saw it clearly.

  Wang Shaodang is a typical porter, with a strong figure and a dark face. Although he made a sharp expression, his eyes are very clear.

  The so-called wharf gangs are actually doing hard work.

  However, Wang Shaodang is already different from the porter he used to be.

  There is an inexplicable aura about him. He is still a little uncomfortable with these martial arts moves as a beginner, but each move has a charm that is completely different from other innate masters in the rivers and lakes.

  Chen Ji noticed that just now the old man surnamed Li gasped in surprise, carefully watching the black-faced boy's sword move.

   "Back to the way of the sword, back to basics."

  The elegant old man said straight away, looked at him from a distance at the bow, and sighed:

"This young man is obviously a beginner in Tianshan Luoxue swordsmanship, but he can instinctively correct the moves that are not suitable for him. It is better to say that this sword move restrained him. If he is asked to learn a few more martial arts, it will probably be very fast. You can create your own moves.”

   Create your own sword moves, which means that you can integrate what you have learned before, and you will no longer stick to other people's things.

  Of course, other people's moves must be practiced to a great level before creating their own, otherwise it will be just copying a cat and drawing a tiger, which will only increase the jokes.

  The black-faced boy in front of him had just learned sword moves, but he was already clumsily trying to create his own moves.

   This is simply the same as his process of entering the innate realm, and it is completely opposite to others!

   "Master, I think he should be my junior!"

  Upstairs in the restaurant, Wei Hong's eyes lit up.

"No."

  The black-faced boy smiled bitterly and said, "I should have been able to save you last time, but I missed halfway, and Boss Ji got you caught again."

  The surrounding crowd finally confirmed that he is... Wang Ergou!

   "What a Wang Shaodang!"

In the Jiang'an restaurant, someone cheered loudly: "People in the rivers and lakes are loyal, just because you dare to stand up tonight to find the boss for Boss Ji who has been kind to you, you can be called a congenital master, not a **** king!" Two dogs!"

  The name of Ergou, King of the Xiantian Realm, was spread too widely, and was ridiculed by many people, and the masters of the Xiantian Realm felt extremely ashamed.

  But now, Wang Shaodang has proved himself to the world!

   It's just that the boy from a humble background is now reborn, not relying on loyalty.

   Instead, "Congenital Zixia Gong"!

   There will be another one later, finish writing this paragraph.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)