Morning dawn.

Dawn comes with a strong wind.

A wisp of cool wind swept across the long, empty and silent street, with wine flags flying along the roadside and dead leaves fluttering all over the ground.

Just then.

There are footsteps on the street.

Unusual steps.

The footsteps came from the city gate and were approaching slowly, but they were extremely calm and unhurried.

It is indeed very stable. This kind of pace is like a person who weighs a lot and has indescribable confidence and strength. One step up and down, sonorous and powerful, crisp and neat, never sloppy, like a sudden movement of wind and cloud, like a sudden change of thunder.

, but it is also strangely silent, like floating clouds and gentle breeze, not disturbing the falling trees.

The changes between stillness and movement have reached an incredible level.

In fact, it doesn't matter how you lift your feet or how you place your feet. What's important is standing firmly.

Just like some people need to build up their energy before speaking, and some people need to build up their strength before doing things. If you take this step by step, the momentum will be like the waves of a long river, with one wave overriding the other, and it is unstoppable.

Looking at the small and seeing the big, we can know that the owner of these steps must be an extraordinary person.

This is a man with a protruding forehead and a heavy chin. He is dressed in brocade clothes and his eyebrows are very powerful, almost to the extreme. His pupils move slightly, like thunder and fire bursting out, and the golden light bursts out, which is breathtaking.

He walked slowly, with his hands and five fingers hanging slightly open on both sides of his body. With this movement and silence, the tendons and blood vessels on his fingers disappeared and floated, and they kept opening.

In fact, this step is not owned by one person.

There is another person beside him. This person is walking with him, or to be precise, he is half a step behind. This person is wearing golden clothes with tightly tied cuffs, a bamboo hat on his head, and a sword on his right waist.

Under the lowered rim of the hat, there is a pair of lifeless gray eyes.

These two people.

It is Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the Money Gang, and his confidant, Jing Wuming, who is sweeping the world, shocking all directions, and causing the black and white factions to become frightened.

There is an extremely strange scene under the feet of the two people. They take one step with the same distance, and the rising and falling speed is the same. Even when they lift their feet and when they land, they are also incredibly identical.

When they reached this point, their steps actually formed a strange rhythm.

These two people are walking in sync with each other. Could it be that they have reached the point where their hearts are connected?

Such a scene would make Li Xunhuan horrified, and Old Man Tianji would also be moved. In the whole world, if two people of this level have the same mind, no one in the world would dare to stand in front of them.

Who can rival the two of them?

However, there are always exceptions to everything.

There is no absolute invincibility in this world.

Shangguan Jinhong suddenly tightened his eyes. He was very deep in the city. This frown and gaze were just like a lion's and a tiger's glare, so domineering that it made one's heart palpitate.

Just because, he has noticed an undisguised murderous intention, as if melted into the cool wind, biting and freezing, which is frightening.

This murderous intention came suddenly, like an arrow on a string, shot from afar.

It was a pair of eyes, a pair of watery eyes, turning his head to glance at him from an alley. There was still a gentle smile on the other person's face. This was a man in green clothes, with a bag on the left side of his waist.

Sword after sword, he walked out step by step, stroking his palms and praising: "Okay, Shangguan is really a hero!"

It's Su Qing.

His gaze fell like an arrow.

For some unknown reason, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the distance between the two parties, stirring up dust and rolling leaves. The stagnant air was almost suffocating.

At this moment, Shangguan Jinhong suddenly stopped.

As soon as he stopped, Jing Wuming also stopped. The two of them just stood at the door of Yuelai Inn, looking at Su Qing who was more than ten or twenty feet away, and Shangguan Fei who was carrying money.

"What do you want? Rights?"

Shangguan Jinhong's copper-like cheeks trembled inexplicably, and his voice filled with the texture of gold and iron fell.

Su Qing laughed.

"Haha, rights? Even your rights were given to you by me. Now I just want to take them back. Of course, I have to pay more interest!"

Shangguan Fei couldn't help but remind him: "Dad, be careful, he is the big dragon head of the Qinglong Society!"

Shangguan Jinhong's slightly spread-fingered hands were immediately grasped after hearing the words, and they were clenched tightly. The veins bulged in the grip, and the blood was pulsing. His high and bulging sun was also trembling slightly at this moment.

"I should have thought of that!"

he said.

Su Qing said softly: "It doesn't matter. It's not too late to know now. The victory or defeat will always be determined by the subordinates. It doesn't matter what your identity is!"

As he spoke, he took out the Green Dragon Head Mask from his arms and covered his face as if to prove his identity.

"Where's your ring?"

Shangguan Jinhong suddenly seemed to have lost his expression again. He no longer looked at Shangguan Fei or his son. He thought that he had been a tyrant for half his life and had been planning for decades, just for now. How could he give up halfway? Because of his

Son and give up, distracted.

He is in his prime, and as long as he does not die, his bloodline will naturally not be cut off, not to mention he has more than one son. Shangguan Jinhong glanced at Jing Wuming beside him, his expression became more and more strange, as if he was not happy.

The statue of the God who is not angry.

Moreover, Su Qing still had a big grudge against him, for killing his father.

In today's battle, we must not be distracted, let alone lose.

Seeing that Shangguan Jinhong was no longer looking at him, Shangguan Fei's face seemed to be desperate and ashen.

Shangguan Jinhong said in a deep voice: "Keep it in my heart!"

Su Qing said: "It's always the same rhetoric every time. If it's like this, show it to me!"

He said casually, but he was secretly concentrating in his heart. The mother-child dragon and phoenix ring were among the rare weapons, a dangerous and cunning weapon in the rivers and lakes, and good at changing. But in the hands of Shangguan Jinhong, he forcibly used this extremely sinister weapon.

The most dangerous weapon has been transformed into a powerful, powerful, heavy and stable killing weapon, which is beyond the reach of anyone. In terms of it, it is similar to Li Xunhuan's flying knife, because the flying knife is the same.

This is a change from a hidden weapon to an exposed weapon, which is extremely strong and powerful, contrary to common sense.

This is where they excel.

Shangguan Jinhong's eyes narrowed, as if he was frozen instantly.

"When you take action, you will naturally see it!"

Su Qing smiled.

"I'm already in front of you, so why don't you take action?"

Shangguan Jinhong said coldly: "Why don't you take action?"

Su Qing only thought in her heart that this guy was really cunning. He could be so calm and fearful of showing any flaws.

He no longer wasted time, but turned his gaze to look at Jing Wuming who was wearing a bamboo hat.

"Aren't you looking for me? Why don't you take action?"

This time, Shangguan Jinhong didn't say anything. Jing Wu raised the edge of his life-stricken hat, and his dead gray eyes suddenly seemed to glow with a terrifying light. He said, "Okay!"

While speaking, Jing Wuming was already walking towards Su Qing from Shangguan Jinhong's side. At first, his steps were slow and silent, just like before, but Shangguan Jinhong behind him actually followed closely at this moment, falling down in one step.

On the bluestone floor, there was a muffled "bang" sound, like thunder on the ground.

More than 20 feet away, the two people's footsteps kept moving, but each step was thunderous. The sound was booming, sonorous like a drum, and every sound seemed to fall into people's hearts.

"Want to build momentum?"

The noise was everywhere and the wind was blowing in the face. Su Qing pursed her thin lips and squinted her eyes.

We can't wait any longer. If we wait until they attack, we may have to face an earth-shattering, terrifying blow.

Thinking of this, Su Qing's qi in his Dantian moved, and the qi and blood in his lungs surged. He only let out a shrill ghost cry and hiss from his mouth, which penetrated the gold and gravel and shocked the sky.

The floating leaves that were about ten feet in diameter all around him burst into pieces at this moment. Shangguan Fei even rolled his eyes without even a groan and was knocked unconscious on the spot.

But the two people approaching from the opposite side suddenly stopped.

Jing Wuming felt as if his mind was being pricked by a needle. At the moment of the sting, he quickly calmed down.

Unexpectedly, he saw a wisp of water-green rainbow in front of him, and with a crisp sound of "choking", it flew straight out of the sheath and hit him directly between the eyebrows.

In front of the sword light, behind the sword light, a green figure turned into a wisp of blue smoke, bringing out layers of shadows, moving and changing, dragging a long knife backwards in his hand, dodged, and instantly slashed out thousands of sword lights.

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Faint words rang in my ears.
Chapter completed!