The court lackey? Never suffered the sword of the Six Gates

The six doors, the main door.

When Song Yang and Feng Fan walked to the door, they subconsciously looked back.

The solemn hall made people feel awed, and there seemed to be something inside watching everything in Haicheng with a joking look.

Feng Fan felt a little absurd, he actually felt a more suffocating sense of oppression from Li Junsu than from Fang Dayi.

"The Human List is well-deserved." Feng Fan shook his head and left.

He met the son of Jiansheng in the capital a few years ago, and the feeling Li Junsu brought was exactly the same as He Mu at that time.

Fang Dayi still had something to ask of them, so it was impossible for him to just have fists.

But Li Junsu was different, he had something to ask of him.

Sometimes, when the friendly Fang Dayi comes to the door, you need to bleed a lot.

Now they come to the door and listen to the young man's orders obediently, with silver rolling in their pockets.

If you let Feng Fan choose, he will not blink an eye and choose the latter without hesitation.

They are businessmen to make money. As for face, how much is face worth?

Businessmen don't need face.

And Song Yang also took a look at the hall, and his mind became active.

Song Yang took the heads of the family away, but he was thinking about something in his heart.

......

The next day

After Li Junsu made the decision, Feng Fan talked with Song Yang all night.

The next day, the whole Haicheng became lively.

There is money to be made, they get up earlier than chickens and move faster than leopards.

......

Six Gates, martial arts field.

"Boss, it's so lively outside." Su An looked at Li Junsu who stopped practicing swordsmanship and said.

"Normal, no gain, no early rise." Li Junsu said, looking at the sword on his waist.

"Boss, what is your current strength?" Su An looked at Li Junsu and asked curiously.

"Ordinary Guanshan can suppress killing." Li Junsu said, thinking about the mountain he saw.

After killing the Huaihai Gang's worshiper, his mountain has a little outline, and it is no longer a white space.

The land is overgrown with weeds, and the sky is high at night.

Li Junsu is sure that as long as enough people are killed, his mountain will appear faster.

"A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood? Not necessarily." A trace of pride flashed in Li Junsu's eyes, and he murmured in his heart.

At the same time, Li Junsu also became a little curious about his grandfather.

He thought about Li Qingfeng's momentum. Now he still couldn't beat Li Qingfeng, which meant that Li Qingfeng was also on the road of casting mountains, but what kind of mountain did he cast?

"Boss, practice with me." Su An interrupted Li Junsu's thoughts and shouted.

"Hey!" Su An couldn't stand it any longer and spoke.

Su An, this guy, took a completely opposite path from himself. He became famous for his fighting skills, but this guy actually wanted to shake people.

The ghost in his hand was nourished by the boy's Yin Qi and began to transform.

He didn't realize that the soul technique he created could be used in this way.

Using Yin Qi to raise ghosts, you can let ghosts fight outside the body, and let ghosts fight with you.

This kid has a big brain hole, but Su An can't accept it.

Now, Su An plans to try to copy Li Junsu and use him as Guanshan's possession.

If possible, Su An can let the ghost hand possess him, and then shake out a phantom of Li Junsu...

In Su An's idea, Guanshan will copy the boss first, and Wanghai can continuously supply power to this possession.

In this way, a phantom of the boss with infinite internal force will be able to kill anyone who stands in his way.

Su An collapsed after hearing this, because the nonsense this guy said was really possible.

He is a martial master, and the conclusion he came to after deduction is... feasible.

"How about you copy me?" Su An made a second choice.

"No." Su An refused without thinking.

"Come." Li Junsu's words interrupted Su An's thoughts, and Su An scratched his head.

"Boss, let's wait a few days." Su An sighed and said.

Su An breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this guy is not so hopeless.

"Because my ghost hand is transforming, I don't have the strength now." Su An didn't wait for Li Junsu to answer, and explained to himself.

Su An's blood pressure was full at that time.

"According to what you said, the heaven-level skills are complicated and diverse, and the fighting skills... You also have to improve, your life is your own." Li Junsu heard this, his face was serious, looking at Su An, and admonishing.

"I understand, Boss." Su An was shocked when he heard this.

, stood up straight and agreed.

What if the boss feels that he is unreliable?

It's time to practice hard.

"You are me, and I am you, right?" Su An whispered in his heart.

"Yes, so you have to be a little magnanimous." Su An nodded immediately after hearing this.

He didn't ask Su An to become a great man, but just to save him some face.

The Ghost Emperor of Chaos and the Ghost Emperor of Restlessness are not dead yet, so give him some face.

Su An himself didn't realize that his own jumping nature began to show.

Without the chaos and the burden of destiny, Su An also began to relax.

"Since yours is mine, it doesn't matter if I give the sword skills, body training skills, and some body skills to the boss, right." Su An raised the corner of his mouth and spoke.

He wanted to explode his skills.

Su An was autistic, he didn't want to talk, his elbows turned outward, he really had never seen such a scene.

Su An planned to extract the two most lethal sects in the martial arts, Huangquan and Fengdu.

The earth-level swordsmanship in Yan Gui's hand, Huangquan swordsmanship, is just a small part of the Huangquan sect created by Su An.

This is the difference between heaven and earth.

Just like the Spring Equinox swordsmanship in Li Junsu's hand, it is just a small part of the twenty-four solar terms.

"Boss, I'm going to practice." Su An thought, and immediately wanted to extract the martial arts.

He had to take a good look at which martial arts in it were suitable for Li Junsu.

Select, must select, the best must be given to the boss, and the worse ones will not do.

"Wait a minute." Li Junsu looked at Su An's back as he ran away and spoke.

Su An turned his head to look at Li Junsu, only to see a small porcelain bottle flying over.

"Practice well." Li Junsu looked at Su An who caught the small Huandan and admonished.

"Got it, boss." Su An shook the bottle and waved his hand.

That's why he trusted Li Junsu so much. No matter what Li Junsu had, he would never forget them.

This was the care and concern accumulated bit by bit since Bianyun City.

If people in the martial arts world knew that using Xiao Huan Dan could explode the heaven-level skills, let alone Xiao Huan Dan, even Da Huan Dan would be fed.

But Li Junsu has been feeding Su An since he had only one ghost hand.

He and Tang Hong wanted to give back, but they could only work hard in their own positions.

Now, he can explode the skills, leading Tang Hong by a hundred years.

"I'll show off when the time comes." Su An held the bottle and thought proudly in his heart.

Li Junsu didn't know that Su An had so many inner dramas. At this time, he was sighing, why there are so few Lingnan Guanshan.

Kill two more, and his mountain will be more visible.