Under the night, corpses were everywhere, and the rich blood qi caused the crow to circle.

Zhao Qi and others, who saw this slaughtering battle from beginning to end, were sweating coldly, and they felt that their spine seemed to have been pulled away.

Seeing Yang Yu approaching, he knelt on the ground like a boneless person:

"Yang, Mr. Yang is mighty..."

The people from the Iron Sword Sect were even more sweating, and they were shocked, regretful and glad.

Fortunately, this fierce man was not very fierce before, otherwise, they would have been afraid that all the bones would be eaten up by wild dogs.

"Yang Yu..."

In the prison car, Guan Shanshui was holding the chains tightly, and his heart was full of incredible things.

‘Four Elephant Arrow! Four Elephant Arrow! He actually learned the Four Elephant Arrow!’

The mountains and rivers of Guan are shocking and unspeakable.

Although he was worn with a pipa bone, his eyesight was still there. How could he not recognize that Yang Yu's previous archery movements were exactly the same as Liu Wenpeng?

But how is this possible?!

Not to mention that Liu Wenpeng has no habit of keeping secrets, he has it. How could he have such archery skills in just a few days?

He casually removed the joints of several bandits who had almost collapsed in front of him and ordered Zhao Qi and others to clean the battlefield before Yang Yu walked to the middle-aged scholar.

This group of bandits is extremely fierce, even more fierce than the thirty thieves before Heishan City. If he hadn't killed the one-armed bandit, he would probably have collapsed.

"Hahahahaha!"

Seeing Yang Yu walk in, the middle-aged scholar suddenly burst into laughter.

Yang Yu looked at him coldly and said nothing.

‘Why didn’t he ask?’

The middle-aged scholar laughed wildly for a long time, and when he saw that Yang Yu was just looking at him coldly, he immediately breathed and coughed a few times, his face turned very ugly.

"Don't laugh anymore?"

Yang Yu picked up the pig-killing knife and patted it gently. The scholar's face turned red and he begged for mercy.

"I only ask once."

Yang Yu's eyes were slightly cold:

"Why ambush me?"

"We, yes, because Changliushan issued an interception order, saying that if you capture you, you can join Changliushan. It's not that we want to kill you, yes, Changliushan!"

The scholar felt a bitter heart, dared not hide it, and he dejectedly told the cause and effect.

More than a year ago, a gathering in Changliu Mountain spread on the Green Forest Road in Qingzhou, calling on the heroes of Qingzhou to gather together in Changliu to discuss the future.

But Changliushan is not something that everyone wants.

If you want to join Changliu Mountain, you must submit a letter of fame!

This letter of claim includes Qingzhou Military Captain, the prefecture officials, and many counties including Heishan.

"...We don't have the courage to provoke the Qingzhou army, and we dare not rob the county town. We were already thinking of escaping to another state, but suddenly we heard Xiao, cough, you have been added to the letter of fleeing...

Only when the lard is confused by your heart will you come to make your decision.”

The scribe's face turned gray.

My heart was full of regret.

Although he thought that this little constable was not simple, who could have thought that a small border town, an unknown little constable could be so cruel?

If he had known this, he would rather escape to his state to fight with other people on the Green Forest Road than face this fierce man.

"Changliushan? A letter of fame?"

Yu Yang frowned, but guessed that Changliushan was probably related to Liansheng Sect.

I am afraid that I have taken my own account to destroy their plans to plan Montenegro?

Or is it because of that fruit?

The thought flashed in his mind, and he asked again:

"Changliushan is just a bandit. You are not even afraid of the imperial court. Why do you listen to what Jilongshan said?"

The six prefectures in Qingzhou are nearly 100 counties and cities, and the area is extremely large. It takes one or two years to go back and forth between the east and the west. Jilong Mountain is so arrogant that it is forced to leave the mountain. What qualifications are there to order Qingzhou Green Forest Road?

"It's not because Xu Wenji is going to come to Qingzhou."

The scribe gritted his teeth and felt indescribable fear.

Xu Wenji was about to come to Qingzhou, which suddenly spread a while ago. It was precisely because this big man was coming that they had to try every means to join Changliushan.

"Xu Wenji."

Only then did Yang Yu understand.

Xu Wenji was born as the headmaster and walked step by step from the county town to the capital, step by step on the corpses of countless thieves and bandits every step.

His reputation is more than thunderous in Qingzhou, which is only separated from Yunzhou by the "Da Tao River".

Including the scholar in front of you, there is no one who is not afraid of Lord Xu.

This makes sense.

"Um?"

Yang Yuben also wanted to ask about other things, but a sudden change in his heart.

Someone else ambushed?

Yang Yu's eyes turned cold, he removed the scribe's joint with his backhand, hung the broken knife around his waist, and took a little under his feet, and flew away step by step.

While walking, he exerted force and stretched his arms, and had pulled the large iron bow into the full moon, and an arrow shot into the dark night.

when!

It was like a yellow bell, and the crisp sound exploded.

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed, and in the night, two monks, one old and one young, walked out from behind the bushes, folded their hands together, and recited the Buddha's name.

"Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Yu had excellent eyesight and recognized the young monk a hundred feet apart.

Did he actually become a monk?

call!

The thought flashed through his mind, and he put away his big bow and stopped more than ten feet apart.

His eyes swept and fell on the old monk, and his heart suddenly felt great alert.

Anyone who practices martial arts, whether young or old, has a much better blood than ordinary people. Even if he has the method of hiding qi and blood, he will be somewhat more obvious.

The old monk was as dry as an old eggplant, with no blood at all.

But he felt a sense of secretness in his heart.

This monk is a master.

"Old monk Hui'an, I've met Mr. Yang."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile:

"The donor is truly an unparalleled general. His five senses are so sensitive that I really have to admire him."

"Donald Yang, we're meeting again."

Su Ming or Liu Qingqing also put his hands together.

"Young Master Liu."

Yu Yang replied with a gift.

Although Liu Wenpeng died, he was still worthy of death.

But even if he killed someone, he could not stand it.

"The past is broken, and the little monk's Dharma name is Su Ming."

Su Ming's eyes are a bit complicated.

At this moment, he couldn't tell what his emotions were in his heart.

Resentment?

Hate?

gratitude?

Or envy?

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To be continued...