He is here...

In the wind and snow, Yang Yu looked into the distance. With his eyesight, he could see birds a hundred miles away without any obstruction, but he looked at him and never saw anyone.

But in the dark, he smelled an extremely dangerous aura, covering the black clouds, just like when he was about to enter the Yuanming Valley that day, his strong illusion made him feel throbbing.

This is someone using the method of "Locking the Soul for Thousand Miles" to capture their own breath and traces.

"This is coming?"

Yu Liang was shocked and looked away.

Although he did not notice anything unusual, he knew that Yang Yu must have noticed something.

Immediately persuaded:

"Let's go, leave Qingzhou, the general will not leave the base without a decree. He will not step out of Qingzhou to chase you..."

"Brother Yu thinks, can it be avoided so easily?"

Yang Yu asked back when he was wearing a wooden box of Renyuan Dadan.

Who is Wei Zhengxian?

The number one person in Qingzhou's army is firmly ranked first in Qingzhou's martial arts for decades. If such a person wants to take action, how can he run away?

Who can escape under the soul locking thousands of miles away?

Moreover, he didn't want to leave just like this. He came to Qingzhou for several years, and Wei Zhengxian's reputation was well-known. Even if he wanted to leave, he would finally have to see the quality of the number one martial arts person in Qingzhou.

"Qingzhou Tianlang, Wei Zhengxian!"

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"Wei Zhengxian..."

In the backyard of Deyang Prefecture, Qiu Zhanyu looked ugly and came in a hurry. Before he could speak, Xu Wenji had already guessed his purpose.

"Has he left the prison?"

"good."

Qiu Zhanyu looked solemn and looked angry: "You thank you for your support from him back then, but who would have rejected your letter today..."

"Not expected."

Xu Wenji nodded, as if he had guessed it long ago.

"Do you have a backup plan?"

Seeing that his expression was as usual, Qiu Zhanyu couldn't help but feel moved.

"Qingzhou martial arts has withered, and there are no masters, but Wei Zhengxian is an exception. With his martial arts, looking at Longyuan Dao and the nine Dao in the world, they can be considered top..."

Xu Wenji sighed:

"There is no one in Qingzhou who can stop him. There are only a few people in the entire Longyuan Road. It's beyond the reach and there is no way..."

"That……"

Qiu Zhanyu's breathing became rapid:

"Yang Qianhu has only now come to the forefront of our Jinyiwei, and we cannot ignore it!"

"You go for me."

Xu Wenji took out another golden bead. As he was talking, Huang Sixiang also walked out of the house and whispered loudly: "I had some friendship with Wei Zhengxian back then, which is more suitable than him!"

"Why should Mr. Huang compete with his younger generation?"

Qiu Zhanyu held the golden bead tightly, and then turned his body and jumped out of the government office.

"Stupid brat!"

Huang Sixiang had to stop in disappointment. The chores in Deyang Mansion were even more terrifying than Wei Zhengxian. He was really busy these days.

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The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

The moment the eagle soared into the sky, the dragon horses left the Tianlang Pass, the feathered eagles had been released by the secret spies from various sects and families, and flew in all directions in the heavy snow.

Wei Zheng comes out of seclusion first!

In just six words, they fell into the houses of various houses, and then the entire Qingzhou martial arts world was in full bloom, causing an uproar.

Qingzhou was in an uproar!

Flutter ~

A red-eyed golden eagle passed through the heavy snow and wandered among the mountains, as if searching for something. At some point, it seemed to have discovered something. A flap its wings and flew to a certain forest.

puff!

In the mountains and forests, a sword light flew through the air, and took off the letter raft.

"Mr. Canghai, is there something big happening? The red-eyed golden eagle is released to deliver the letter..."

Several swordsmen in black walked out of the forest, all of whom were surprised.

The Ming Dynasty had a vast territory, with more mountains, rivers, and roads that were extremely difficult, and correspondence was even slower. If the distant state wanted to send a letter to the imperial capital, even if it was too fast to whip it, it would take several years.

Therefore, both the imperial court, the aristocratic families and the Wulin sects will raise birds in captivity, and the ordinary ones are like pigeons and the precious ones are used for letter exchanges.

However, even after training, this type of bird can only lead to a few places. Once it is changed, it is at risk of losing letters.

And this red-eyed golden eagle is different.

This golden eagle is extremely strange, with poor eyesight, and is far from comparable to the feathered eagle. It has a strong sense of smell and can record more than 3,000 odors at the same time, mostly for finding people.

It is very rare to send letters halfway.

"Wei Zhengxian, we have come out of seclusion."

The letter raft was shattered casually, and a serious look flashed across the face of the Great Sword Master Canghai.

"What? Wei, General Wei?!"

Several black-clad swordsmen were all sucking in cold air, and their scalp was a little numb: "We, will we meet General Wei this time?"

"I heard that Mr. Xu wrote to the court several times to protect this person..."

Just thinking of this idea, a few black-clad swordsmen who were also experts felt that they were not breathing well and their scalp was a little numb.

Even though he has not taken action for decades, this name is still a deep nightmare for older generation veterans.

When the horse was straddling the world, Wei Zhengxian, alone, killed countless ambushings, destroyed countless sects, and was extremely murderous.

“Yes, not.”

The Great Sword Master of Canghai gently stroked his long beard, and his expression was a little strange:

"A mere junior of Zhengang, I'm going to kill a chicken with a ox knife. Are the positions above crazy? He actually asked Wei Zhengxian..."

When he saw Xinfa for the first time, he was not shocked, but was shocked.

Wei Zhengxian was not a martial artist in the martial arts world, nor the Six Gate Jinyiwei. He was a general of the military in a state who was in charge of one side and blocked foreign tribes.

Such a person cannot be moved just by wanting to move, and can mobilize him to take action. Even in the court, there are not many people.

"What do you mean is this person going to kill Yang Yu?"

Several swordsmen in black looked a little stunned, as if they didn't expect it.

"Then we?"

Some people also think of something.

The Great Sword Master of Canghai looked south leisurely, and an unspeakable light surged in his eyes:

"The number one martial arts master in Qingzhou, how can you not be aware of it..."

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Huh ~

On the top of the mountain, which is 800 feet tall, heavy snow is flying, cold wind is blowing, and the environment is extremely harsh, and no birds and beasts come.

This mountain is quite strange, like a long spear erected, with a slightly larger bottom and only three feet square on the top, which is extremely steep.

And on such a steep mountain top, someone was barely punching the cliff.

call!

call!

Stepping on the snow, a line of separation is a thousand feet of cliff, and the biting cold wind is far less than the fear in my heart.

Even though he had been doing boxing here for more than a month, every time he looked inadvertently, Li Chuang couldn't help feeling sad and could not help but feel urinated.
To be continued...