Master of Fist

On the top of Luoxia Mountain, outside of Badaomen's garrison, on the mountain road leading to the foot of the mountain, a large sedan chair carrying four carriages was rushing up.

It's just that the ones carrying the sedan chair are not ordinary people, but four ultimate third-rank warriors. The four of them were already sweating profusely, panting like cows, but no one dared to complain.

"Master Seven is here!"

Standing in front of the sedan chair was a fifth-grade pulse refining martial artist who led the way. His clothes were exactly the same as those of the four bearers, and he was obviously in the same group. At this time, he was looking at the figure lying on the sedan chair with a flattering smile.

"Oh?"

The figure on the sedan chair squinted his eyes, as if he had just woken up, and gave a slight hache. Stretched down the waist and wearing a brocade robe, it can be seen that the material is very good.

This is a middle-aged man with a wretched appearance and a mustache. This person's name is Huang Qi, and he is a direct line of the Huang family. Originally, their Huang family was only a second- and third-rate family in the capital, but the ancestors of the Huang family have joined the current overlord, and the Huang family is also rising.

"Where is Cao Shouxin? Where is he? Why hasn't he come to greet him?"

There was obvious displeasure in Huang Qi's words, and he glanced at the two guards outside Badaomen's residence and waved.

The two men didn't know who the person in front of them was, but they saw that a master of pulse refinement was so respectful to him, and they probably were the guests that the head of the sect had been talking about these days, so they trotted forward without daring to be negligent.

"Call your sect master out!"

Faced with Huang Qi's domineering orders, both of them were a bit hesitant. The two of them had joined Badaomen for less than a year, and they had never seen this one before. Thinking that his sect master is a master master, he immediately frowned when he heard that someone disrespected his sect master.

"Is this guest a little too presumptuous?"

"That's right, here's the Overlord Sword..."

Before the two of them finished speaking, a gust of wind came directly towards them.

boom!

It was like smashing a watermelon with one palm, and with a muffled sound, the two heads burst open like bursting watermelons, and the red, white and white splashes scattered all over the bearers and the fifth-level man who refined the veins. all over.

Several people's eyes were wide open. Although they had seen it countless times, they still seemed so shocked.

Several people hid their expressions one after another, a sense of powerlessness surrounded their hearts. They were neither bearers nor dog legs a few days ago. The five people were members of a second-rate sect in Bazhou, but they came with this special envoy named Huang Qi, and because the sect master disobeyed slightly, the sect master was killed in an instant. Didn't the senior members of the sect be killed by one blow? Life is to kneel down and beg for mercy.

And these few people were the ones who knelt down and begged for mercy. At that time, it was difficult for many people to lose their sense of loyalty, let alone revenge. In the face of that absolute power, I only felt despair.

"Things without eyes!"

Huang Qi wiped his hands on the collar of the bearer next to him, and then waved his hand. The bearers understood, and went straight in with the sedan chair.

But when he entered Badaomen's residence, Huang Qi was even more disappointed, because there was no such thing as kneeling down to greet them like in previous years.

Huang Qi's face became gloomy, and he killed several guys who were short-sighted or slow to answer questions in a row. Finally, after learning of Cao Shouxin's whereabouts from a clever Badaomen gatekeeper, he got out of the sedan chair slowly. Headed towards the side hall.

Looking at the side hall that was getting closer, Huang Qi frowned, there seemed to be only a faint light in the room.

What the hell are you doing?

Huang Qi's patience became less and less, but thinking that Cao Shouxin had done a good job in every errand in the past ten years, he still suppressed his unhappiness and walked inward.

Entering the side hall, Huang Qi slightly stamped his feet.

Huang Qi, who was dressed like a rich man, looked at the mess inside, but on the left and right sides stood the high-level officials of Badaomen in an orderly manner.

This scene looked very strange, as if this group of people had fought just now, but at this time, it seemed that children who had done something wrong stood obediently on both sides.

But when Huang Qi saw a strange young man standing in the innermost part, he frowned, his eyes stayed on Jiang Heng for a while, and then moved away to scan around.

"Where's your sect master, Cao Shouxin?"

At this moment, Huang Qi's tone was filled with displeasure.

But the entire side hall was silent, Huang Qi glanced to the sides, and found that the group of people seemed afraid to speak, and all looked at the young man in the innermost.

"Who are you? Call me Cao Shouxin!"

At this time, Huang Qi began to seriously look at the young man in front of him. He glanced at the bloody lines on the neck and arms of the other party. He seemed to feel a little familiar, and his gaze stayed there for a while.

"Cao Shouxin? He's here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Qi saw the young man inside flicking his hand, lifting a figure from under the table and throwing it over. The figure hit the ground less than two meters away from Huang Qi like a dead object, making a muffled bang.

Under the dim light, Huang Qi found that the corpse on the ground was none other than the Cao Shouxin he was looking for, but at this moment the other party's eyes widened and his neck collapsed, and he couldn't die anymore.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Huang Qi was silent for a long time, then he slowly raised his head and looked at the very calm young man not far away.

"You killed it?"

"good!"

Somewhat beyond Huang Qi's expectations, the other party just admitted it frankly.

"Okay! Very good! Although Cao Shouxin is a bit of a waste, but if you can kill him, then everything about him is yours. As long as you obey the rules, this special envoy will not interfere."

Also beyond Jiang Heng's expectations, the monster with a human face in front of him ignored it under such circumstances.

But after thinking about it a little bit, Jiang Heng understood.

Perhaps in the eyes of the demons, who will be the master of the Tyrant Sword Sect is not their concern. They are more concerned about whether blood food can be handed in on time and in quantity every year.

"This time, this special envoy is urging everyone to pay the food, and also brought the prince's order."

Huang Qi didn't seem to be worried at all about whether Jiang Heng would agree, and started talking on his own.

Hearing this, Jiang Heng held back the idea of ​​holding back his hands for the time being, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what the order is?"

"Reassuring is a good thing, the prince's birthday is approaching! The prince appreciates that you are so dedicated to serving the court and the palace, so he invites you to participate in the prince's birthday banquet!"

Speaking of this, the smile on Huang Qi's face also added a lot, but it was even more treacherous on his treacherous face.

"By the way, the palace will need a lot of manpower to hold a birthday. I'm afraid there will be a shortage of 10,000 people. Why don't you think of a way? As long as this matter is done well, today's affairs will not be taken care of by the special envoy! "

After speaking, Huang Qi showed a faint smile on his face, and looked at Jiang Heng confidently, as if he was waiting for Jiang Heng's answer.