Mixed Miners

At this time, the street has been crowded and crowded. The three floors and three floors are surrounded by a tens of meters of open space, and there are countless people coming up from both sides of the street.

It’s no different from the people of the earth!

Yang Ling smiled and shook his head, and Sun Wukong was like doing something unremarkable. He walked silently behind Yang Ling and stood still like a wooden stake.

Under the command of the middle-aged, several strong men quickly crowded out and disappeared. After more than ten minutes, they only listened to the distant people shouting the horses. Soon the crowds on the street were separated like plowing, a group of people. The imposing smashed in, and then looked at the scene of a mess of flesh and blood, the first body of a young man wearing armor could not help but tremble, then picked up a long rifle from the hook of the saddle and slowly lifted it up and said: "Dispel all the onlookers !"

"Yes!" A group of people who followed came out of their weapons and began to drive out the crowd. In the screams of crying and shouting, the crowds onlookers were scattered and smashed into the open space of hundreds of meters.

At this time, the young man who was riding on the horse slowly walked to the door and pointed at Yang Ling’s face with a long gun in his hand. “The urban security deputy commander Xu Zhen, the two will follow me!”

Yang Ling’s knowledge swiftly said: “A mortal person dares to point me at the gun. Does the person who teaches you kungfu not remind you?”

The youth's face instantly became extremely dignified.

Yang Ling slowly stood up and snorted, and the big knife behind him bounced off himself. The volley was suspended on the top of Yangling's head, and the morning light shone with a faint cold light.

"Let's practice the monk?" The youth was shocked. The horse was uncontrollable and then withdrew seven or eight meters away under the pressure of the sword.

"Hey, the district is only a practice of air, I am not a soft persimmon!" With a cold, a figure descended from the sky and fell into the street, suddenly burst into a fierce hurricane.

It is also a young man in his thirties. He is similar to the previous three young masters. His face is handsome, his long hair is shawl, his body is slender, he is wearing a purple robe, and he has a wide and long sword behind his back. The breath is released from the clothes.

Appearing is very windy, the momentum is very strong, according to the past novels of the dog blood bridge section, this one is to look for the perfect color.

Yang Ling’s face showed a smile, and sure enough, he finally came to a monk.

On the way, Yang Ling learned about Yunfengcheng. This Yunfeng City is the main city of Dachu Yunfeng County. It is also a big city in Chu. Although Fan Zeng and others are just ordinary traders, they walk all the year round. Business travel, you can be said to know the customs of Chu, but also reminded Yang Ling, although Kyushu is difficult to trace, but there are some hidden forces and ancient families, to practice some inscrutable martial arts, Legend has it that these martial arts come from Xianmen, but these hidden forces and ancient families are deeply hidden. They are usually not in contact with ordinary people. They are mysterious and high, but they are secretly connected with some merchants and wealthy aristocrats. Fan Zeng also kindly reminded Yang Ling to come to Yunfeng City and not to use it. Once they get into these hidden doors and families, even the royal family can't be good.

Yunfengcheng City, the main cloud whistle is also the county king of Yunfeng County, is the king of the Chu, is the uncle of the king of Chu.

Just relying on this article, Yang Ling will judge that the Yunfeng City Master must be associated with those hidden forces and the ancient family.

Right now, watching this young man who is descending from the sky, Yang Ling feels aura fluctuations from him. Although the breath is not strong, at least this product is a genuine spiritual monk.

Yang Ling stepped down the steps step by step on the blood and broken meat. He raised his hand and grabbed the big knife hanging over his head. He gently shocked it, and then a burst of light broke out.

On the street, the wind blew up in an instant, and everyone couldn’t help but quit the chill, and the temperature seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.

The young man’s eyes narrowed slightly, and two white lights flashed in his eyes. “呛~”, a luxurious sword with a width of half a foot and a meter of five meters vacated, exuding a fierce momentum to lock Yang Ling, “No matter where you are. The door is sent, killing my Yun family, is against the royal family, I advise you not to try to resist, or the forces behind you can not protect you!"

"Haha! Pick me up, play me and reload it!" In the laughter, Yang Ling stepped out and stepped into a light and shadow.

"When ~咔嚓~啊~"

A violent aura exploded in the street, the dust rolled, the bricks fluttered, and there were countless exclamations and screams in the sound of the screaming sound. At the same time, a figure flew out dozens of meters of squatting on the street, knocking over. A long list of roadside stalls.

When the dust dissipated, all the talents found that only one young man stood in the same place, carrying a big knife, the clothes were as light as the old clouds, and he was still holding a big sword that had been broken into two pieces. .

"The young Yunlong was defeated?" Xu Zhen, the deputy commander of the city guard, looked pale and like a paper. He couldn’t catch the gun that Yang Ling’s body was shaking.

"When 啷~" Yang Ling's broken sword in his hand was thrown on the ground, and then the body stood on the side of the young man, watching this guy with a mouth and nose bleed, shaking his head slightly regretted.

It is indeed a monk of the spiritual world, but it is estimated that the practice is too scum, so the spirit and physical fitness are completely vulnerable. Although Yang Ling only used a slight force, but this guy still suffered heavy damage, the body is now in a mess, the internal organs have been fragmented. Even the souls of the gods began to collapse.

Yang Ling looked back at the four golden domineering characters of Yunfeng Business, which was hanging on the store door, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then looked up at a place and said, "Come out!"

"Oh, you are courageous, dare to kill the Yunjia Dagongzi in Yunfeng City!" With a few sneers, the air swayed slightly, and a black-and-white old man seemed to walk out of the air, like a fallen leaf. Light and fluttering silently fell five meters in front of Yangling.

"How can you come out without killing him?" Yang Ling said with a smile.

The old man looks tight: "Are you coming for me?"

"Not bad!"

"Are you a Lei family?" The old man's face was more dignified.

Yang Ling shook her head. "I don't surname Ray. I just want to ask you for directions, because I am lost!"

"Little scorpion, you are a veteran husband!" The old man was furious, raising his hand and pressing a sword that exuded Yingying white light and stabbed Yang Ling.

"Wokong, yell at him!" Yang Ling quits hundreds of meters as soon as he shakes his body, and the big monkey who has been standing beside him slams his fist against the sword.

"When ~"

In the sound of a stone attack, the rolling aura is like a bomb, and the two figures collide in the air and immediately separate. The old man squirts blood and falls more than ten meters, and the clothes of the big monkey are also fried into ashes. Exposed to the furry body.

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