The First Cause of All Realms

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So brutal!

There was a dead silence outside Dulong Town.

Seeing the burly man as tall as eight feet, with one punch, only half a foot of blood and mud remains.

Even though most of the people inside and outside the town were desperados, a deep chill could not help but feel a deep chill in the heart, and the many bandits who rushed to kill were suddenly scared and did not dare to move forward.

"I have never seen such an official in my life..."

The blue jade's writing was as pale as earth, and the leaders of the bandits in the prison car were swaying, and their faces were equally ugly.

"Also, run away?"

Someone whispered.

Lan Yushu bowed his head silently, and the others did not respond.

"Third Brother!"

The big man who jumped down from the eaves was full of killing intent, his eyes were full of tears, and he gritted his teeth:

"What a beheading knife, what a Yang prison! Today you lied to me that the masters of Dulong Village are not wanton slaughtering, this revenge, someone will beg you in the future!"

Huhu~

The cold wind blew blood.

Yang Yu unhurriedly drew his saber in his hand, his expression did not change after hearing the words, and his tone remained cold:

"I am waiting."

Bandit, is there any innocent?

have.

This world is difficult and chaotic. Many poor men are forced to flee to the mountains. Naturally, there are innocent people.

It is possible to be able to laugh proudly, and there is no one innocent among the mountain bandits who are thousands of miles away.

What does Dulong Town rely on to dominate one side?

What do they rely on to support hundreds of strong mountain bandits and the women and children they loot?

What can make the villagers who regard the land as their life give up the place where their ancestors lived?

"Brothers, fight with him!"

"Rush out! Even if we die, we must let people know the spirit of our Dulong Village!"

"Even if I die, the leaders will also take off this kid's head and wait for me to take revenge!"

...

There is no room for relaxation.

With the roar of the big man, the bandits in Dulong Town swung their swords like a forest and slaughtered fiercely.

boom!

Yang Yu took a deep breath, and with just one step, he pulled out Sen Han's terrifying knife light and plunged into the siege of a group of gangsters.

clang clang clang ~ ~

In an instant, the sound of gold and iron symphony boomed.

Yang Prison took a step and drew his sword.

The huge energy provided by the rib and qiujin made him able to kill even if he couldn't stimulate the blood and inner energy, and his killing power surpassed the ordinary blood and blood like a tiger.

And the superhuman five senses make his perception of everything around him extremely clear.

When the two are superimposed, an extremely terrifying killing blows out.

Shouting, roaring, wailing...

The slaughter seems to have entered a white-hot start from the beginning, and then came to an end at an extremely fast speed.

It seemed that it was only half an hour before and after, and the inside and outside of Dulong Town was already a mess, with blood all over the place, and corpses everywhere.

The colder than the midwinter made the head of the bandits such as Lan Yushu feel cold, and they looked at each other, and they could see each other's unease and terror.

laugh!

The snow-white curtain of swords chopped the blood down three feet away.

On a messy battlefield, the big man was sweating in cold sweat, fighting with two arms, looking at the young man who came with a knife, only to feel that there was no more courage left.

Involuntarily closed his eyes and waited to die.

"Seven days."

Suddenly, the big man who closed his eyes and waited to die opened his eyes when he heard the words.

"I'm right here in the town of Poison Dragon..."

Yang Yu shook off the blood from the blade, picked up his long bow, and walked into Dulong Town, which seemed to be in the cold snap, with the blood stained:

"Wait for your revenge!"

Waiting for your revenge!

Hearing this sentence, looking at the straight back, not only did the big man not feel the joy of surviving, but instead was filled with chills.

"He deliberately provokes him for my Poison Dragon Village?"

The big man's heart was cold, and he stood in a daze.

It wasn't until Zhao Qi, Jiang Du and others came over to clean up the battlefield with ease, that he turned around and left with a bitter expression.

...

...

Dulong Town does not occupy a large area, because it is only an expansion of a village.

A straight official road is surrounded by various buildings. This road is the only way to bypass Nanshan.

Whenever there are traders who do not go to Nanshan, they have to pay a lot of tolls.

When Yang Prison walked into the town, the streets were already empty, the previous vendors had long since escaped, and many shops along the way were also closed.

At first glance, only the dead leaves blown by the cold wind are floating, and there is no half-person figure.

"I'm not afraid of bandits, I'm afraid of bad officials."

Yang Yu stopped on the street, his eyes flickering.

But it is clear that there are not many serious people in this town, and it is a den of thieves.

He walked unhurriedly to the closed restaurant not far away. In the restaurant, the faces of the young men watching from the gap were astonished.

But when he heard the knock on the door, he still trembled and stepped forward to open the door.

Having seen this method of killing, no one thinks that such a wooden door can do anything.

There were quite a lot of people in the restaurant, and when they saw Yang Yu come in, they all turned blue.

"This grandfather..."

Xiao Er cried with a sad face, trembling:

"I, we are not, not from Dulong Village..."

"Boil some hot water and serve some meat!"

After taking out a piece of silver, Yang Prison went straight up to the second floor.

Some of the diners in the hall were immediately relieved, and they threw down their money, not counting it, and left immediately, not daring to stay any longer.

There are far fewer people on the second floor than on the first floor.

When Yang Yu found a guest room to wash and change his clothes before coming up, the number of people became less and less, and there were only two tables of guests sitting in the corner.

Seeing Yang prison coming up, the man dressed as a dart head bowed his hands:

"I'm under the head of the 'Ping'an Escort Bureau' 'Gongyangjing'! I heard about the name of the beheading knife, and seeing it today, it really deserves its reputation!"

"Dart head is polite."

Yang Yu randomly found a place to sit down and put down his bow.

"Yang Ye has great martial arts, but he just offended Dulong Village. It's better to leave this morning."

Gongyangjing didn't care about Yang Yu's indifferent attitude, and still sincerely persuaded:

"The strength of Dulong Village should not be underestimated, and Feng Sanxiao is not considered high among the eighteenth place. Especially the owner of Dulong Village, Sima Yang, the pair of Jinlun Qingzhou are well-known."

"Thank you for reminding."

Yang Yu nodded slightly, not very enthusiastic.

When Gongyangjing saw that Yang Yu was really not interested, he shook his head and said nothing more.

Not long after, Xiao Er came up with meat.

The slightly wealthy shopkeeper didn't seem to be so fearful, and brought a pot of yellow wine with a smile:

"Master, this is home-brewed rice wine, and I hope you don't dislike it."

"The shopkeeper doesn't seem to be afraid of me?"

Yang Yu shook the glass lightly, a little surprised.

Before, the shopkeeper did not dare to show his fearful head.

"I heard from the guy that Yang Ye killed the robbers and cleared the roadblocks all the way, the little old man knew that he had misunderstood you."

The shopkeeper said apologetically.

Yang Yu didn't care either, left the yellow wine, drank a few glasses, and nodded immediately.

He doesn't like drinking, especially the wine of this year, which is bitter, astringent, and tasteless, but this yellow wine is different.

The mellow is sweet and less spicy, and he can still accept it as a drink rather than a drink.

Seeing Yang Prison drinking, the shopkeeper felt relieved and walked away with a smile.

After traveling for a long time, and just killed himself, Yang Yu's appetite was full. Although the food was not ugly, the speed was also very fast. It took a while for Xiao Er to run before and after running, and then he barely ate half full.

At this time, another guest came up on the second floor.

Wearing a navy blue robe and a hat, the guest sat down by the window, took out his gourd and took a few mouthfuls.

Suddenly looking at Yang Prison:

"This friend, if you have wine but no food, maybe borrow some meat?"

"Um?"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then why don't you sit down?"

"readily!"

The guest took off his hat, and Yang Yu's eyes couldn't help but move.

Only then did I know why he was wearing a hat.

Without him, this man looks really good.

However, it is not a feminine beauty, but a masculine appearance like a knife and axe, which is extremely eye-catching with his slender figure.

As soon as he sat down, he handed over the registration:

"Bai Longxuan, Lu Wanchuan! Brother Yang's fight really made someone admire Lu."

"It's just some bandits, not worth mentioning."

Yang Yu smiled in return, but his heart moved.

Bai Longxuan is one of the few large sects in Qingzhou with excellent martial arts. There are also many disciples, and the strength is far from the Tiejian sect.

He had also seen Lu Wanchuan's name in the information on Six Doors.

Seems like a big name.

"Dulong Village is no small role."

Lu Wanchuan shook his head slightly:

"That Sima Yang's martial arts are not weak, and his methods are also very high. Whenever people in the martial arts pass by, they are all treated with courtesy. In the Qingzhou boundary, there are many friends."

"Wealth and silk move people's hearts, since ancient times."

Yang prison's tone was flat:

"There are very few people who can see through it, and there are not a few people like your Excellency."

From the mouths of Lan Yushu and others, he knew a lot of the so-called rules on the Green Forest Road.

For example, nominations.

For another example, if you don't cut the same way, you are escorted by the yamen, and you need to rescue them.

"Uh…"

Lu Wanchuan's tone was stagnant, and his smile suddenly became stiff:

"Brother Yang is joking."

Yang Yu poured his own drink, his tone was cold:

"Do you think it's funny?"

"Why is Brother Yang being so aggressive? Poison Dragon Village may be a hindrance to the local area, but Sima Yang has done a lot to rescue his fellows.

Or some places do not do well, but it can be regarded as a green forest hero. "

Lu Wanchuan's face sank, and he squeezed out a smile again:

"Qingzhou is corrupt, and the government has no way. Brother Yang, don't you really think about leaving a way out for yourself?"

"The wine and food are getting cold."

Yang Yu lightly buckled the table, interrupting Lu Wanchuan's words, and motioning him to move his chopsticks.

"What's the taste of these wines and dishes? Why don't you go to Dulong Village with me, you will have your own delicious wines and delicacies, and serve them with delicacies from the mountains and seas."

Xu Shi saw that Yang Prison did not attack, Lu Wanchuan's attitude was better:

"If you want to go to Nanshan to Qingzhou, you can also travel unimpeded. If you don't have enough money, the younger brother will make up for you! So, it's not good to turn the battle into jade and silk, isn't it?

Even if you are obsessed with officialdom and have no friends on the Green Forest Road, you can't do it! "

Yang Yu sighed and put down his chopsticks:

"If you don't eat this meal, you won't be able to eat it later."

"Um?"

Lu Wanchuan's heart skipped a beat ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ had retreated to several feet.

He held down the long sword, and his eyes were cold:

"Yang Yu, you have thought about it."

"In my hometown, there is a saying that I didn't pay much attention to, but in the past few years, the more I think about it, the more it makes sense."

Yang Yu slowly wiped his palms and slowly held the knife.

"What?"

Lu Wanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zheng!

Qingyue's roaring sword resounded through the restaurant.

"I'd rather be mad than a villager!"

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