The Sword Dynasty

Zhang Fatzi is named Zhang Nan. Although the adjective of fat man is very appropriate, in the city of Changling, there are only a few such as Wang Taixu who dare to call him.

When he came, this Hongyun Building was surrounded by two-story people. There were at least a hundred people on the two floors that were seen in the surrounding streets. In the dark, they did not know how many archers and ambushes. A person who can pose a threat to the practitioner.

Inside the Hongyun Building, in the rest of the room, someone is playing a song, passing through a number of heavy walls, but it makes the atmosphere of this quiet room a bit strange.

Seeing that Wang Taixu did not speak after sitting down, Zhang Nanfei’s face could not help but twitched. He said: “Wang Taixu, what medicine is sold in your gourd, we are customers, you are the Lord, since you are here, no What does it mean to say nothing?"

Looking at Zhang Nan's oily face, Wang Taixu's look did not change. He smiled and said: "I am a landlord, but today you are going to talk to me. I don't want to talk to you, so I naturally have to listen. What are you talking about with me?"

Zhang Nan’s face was slightly cold, and he snorted and didn’t speak.

The lack of Tang beside him was slowly raising his head, a pair of sturdy scorpions, and decided to fall on Wang Taixu's body.

"I started to kill at the age of fifteen. At the age of sixteen, I came to Changling with Xu Jin and Lin Qingdie. I don’t know how much blood I have flown before I climb to this seat."

Tang lacks a slow and cold saying: "Of course I am not afraid of death... So I am coming to see you today, not to ask you to let us go to Jinlin Tang, but to tell you, even if you can kill me and all around me. Brother, you can't stay in the business on your two floors."

Wang Taixu looked calmly at the man who was very cold and gloomy, and said indifferently: "And then?"

The fat on Zhang Nan’s face shook a little, and some smiled awkwardly: “Wang Taixu, according to the old saying on our rivers and lakes, I have to spare people and spare people. There are too many people who died in the past few days. When you get down, give the opportunity to directly intervene, then there is no good fruit to eat. You are a smart person, know when to go in, when to retire. You killed so many people in Jinlin Tang, and got enough Chips, and then cooperate with Jinlin Tang, will only earn, will not lose."

Wang Taixu heard and smiled, and did not speak for a while.

"Wang Taixu, what do you say." Zhang Nan looked at Wang Taixu, and suddenly he was impatient and shouted.

Wang Taixu’s face floated with some sarcasm. He looked at the fat man seriously and sighed: “The fat man, you are also a smart person, and you are older than me. It is reasonable to understand that small people like us Some things we can't touch."

Zhang Nan’s face is more and more gloomy, and the black face says: “Wang Taixu, you can make it clear.”

"Since you want me to make it clear, then I will make it clear." Wang Taixu looked at him, his eyes were cold and indifferent: "You gave them a lobbyist, obviously they also gave you some advice. You have some advantages. But you should be able to easily think clearly. We have been doing business for so many years in Changling on two floors. Is it afraid to find a backing on the top?"

"But why don't we find it?"

"Do people like us, and those who are in the temple, are qualified to be brothers and brothers? If you look for a backer, you can only be a dog."

Listening to these words of Wang Taixu, there was a sneer in Zhang Nan’s face. He wiped the sweat with a piece of jinpa, and coldly interrupted: “But you should also understand that for those nobles, we The life is no different from a dog itself."

"Being a wild dog can also bite a bite." Wang Taixu taunted: "Being a domestic dog but cooking it at random will be cooked. And the mountain is not stable, you don't know which day your back will not It will be because of what happened, and you will be crushed to death by the way. With which person, others will be annoyed when you look at it. So these years, our two-story An An is mixed in the muddy water at the bottom of the pond, carefully not standing. Under the door of any noble person, this is not because I don't want to let the two floors climb up, but we are born with such a life, so that we can better settle down. You a wild dog thinks of the tiger's mouth and eats meat. Even if the meat is delicious again, fill in the life of the family, is it worth it?"

The meat on Zhang Nan’s face swayed again, and the cold voice: “The nobles are also divided into sizes.”

“Where can I go?”

Wang Taixu thought of what Ding Ning had said before. He looked at the past and saw that Ding Ning was very quiet in dealing with the dishes on the case. He was very calm and he couldn’t help but smile: Now, apart from Yan Xiang and Li Xiang, who are deeply trusted by the sire, the rest of the people are bigger, not to say that they have fallen. Have you forgotten what happened in the two years before you stepped into the throne?"

"Since you have said this, it seems that it is not a concession to make concessions at all?" Zhang Nan took out the jinpa and wiped the sweat, but his face calmed down.

Wang Taixu did not look at him, but looked at Tang’s lack and said: “If you come today and ask me to let you and your brother, I may be able to promise, as long as you will never return to Changling in the future, this is me. The biggest concession that can be made."

"Is it?"

Tang lacked the cold and looked at Wang Taixu and said: "If I was there that day, you might die. Our only mistake is that you have not thought that you are a practitioner who has already reached the fifth place."

Wang Taixiao laughed: "There is not so much in the world. If I only know that the result is that I only lost one tooth, and the two heads of Jinlin Tang are now lying in the mud."

Tang was not angry because of this. On his face, there was a strange pink. He looked at Wang Taixu and said coldly: "You are very confident."

Wang Taixu smiled and said: "You need to be introspective."

Tang lacked his eyes slightly, his eyes swept through Ding Ning, who was devoted to eating by Wang Taixu, and the old man who had been quietly drinking tea since he was seated. "I just don't understand your self-confidence." Just rely on the mystery, bring a city boy who fell in the phoenix tree, a fortune-telling under the bridge?"

Wang Taixu said seriously: "It is enough."

"You gave up the last chance."

Tang shook his head and shouted his head. He said this sentence extremely indifferently.

Then the glass in his hand fell.

At the same time that his glass began to fall, Zhang Nan’s eyes shot a substantial cold.

"Hands!"

He gave a low drink.

In this quiet room, there were eleven people before Wang Taixu and Ding Ning, and the old-fashioned snow-haired old man entered.

Except for Zhang Nan and Tang Wei, the other seven are all two-story people.

Being able to qualify to stay with Wang Taixu is naturally the most important person on two floors, his most trusted partner.

At the same time as Zhang Nan’s low-pitched drink, these seven people have all shot.

However, three of them are shooting at the other four.

The wind is raging, accompanied by countless screams.

Zhang Xiu, wearing a purple blouse, flew up like a purple butterfly. In his left sleeve, he dreamed of a lavender sword without any fireworks. The point of the gas is to the forehead of the king.

The table in front of Tang’s absence was divided into four pieces, and a big blue sword jumped from his lap and fell on his palm.

Between the fierce and fierce, Tang lacked a straight-line approach to attack, and the real yuan in the body poured into the sword body. The whole sword swayed with blue waves, and instantly it turned like a blue wave toward the king. Too faint in front of me.

The one-eyed dragon, Tang Mengchen, who was always down his head, raised his head at this moment and raised his arms.

There was a loud metal tremor in his arms.

Dozens of blue light came first and then succumbed to the shadow of Wang Taixu.

At this moment, Zhang Nan did not start, still sitting still.

Like the previous plan, he doesn't have to do it at the moment.

The three people who were secretly standing on their side were enough to make the four people who were loyal to Wang Taixu unable to rescue Wang Taixu for a while, and Wang Taixu, who had already been injured, could not stop Zhong Xiu and Tang Yu. Tang Mengchen's joint assassination.

As long as Wang Tai is dead, they can quickly control the situation here.

I think that the most important competitor in Changling City is about to fall in front of me. It is supposed to be self-satisfied and satisfying. However, I don’t know why, at this time, Zhang Nan’s body has a strong uneasiness.

The performance of the old and the young by Wang Taixu is too abnormal.

At this time, Ding Ning, actually still in a calm dish.

On the other side, the white-haired old man still drinks tea in a teapot.

In the storm of the room at this moment, such a picture is too calm, too strange.

However, according to the news of the two trustworthy people in the two floors, the two men are obviously ordinary people.

That boy is just an ordinary city boy in the Wutong.

The white-haired old man is just the fortune teller that Wang Taixu knows in the market today. According to the number of people, Wang Taixu only felt that this white-haired old man was deliberately brought around, so that they suspected to be a powerful practitioner.

Therefore, in the previous conversation, Tang lacked to say that Wang Taixu made a mystery.

Because like a gambler, Wang Taixu’s cards have actually been seen by them all.

Just now, why do these two people have such performance?

Zhang Nan’s body is getting colder and colder, and his forehead and body are unconsciously pouring out countless drops of sweat.

......

Wang Taixu sat without moving.

His right hand suddenly seemed to disappear into the air.

A gray sword was in front of him.

This is a sword light that is only one foot long.

The sword in his hand is only one foot long, and the sword head is a bit blunt, and looks like a gray flat ruler.

He didn't have a long slash of lavender sword on his forehead, and he didn't care for the blue-sword light he used for the big waves. Instead, he focused on the blue light that hit him in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Nan’s throat involuntarily gave a fear of embarrassment.

Because the thing he is most afraid of has appeared.

The teapot in the hands of the white-haired old man next to Wang Taixu fell.

A white sword appeared in his hand.

The sword is thick and short, and it is in the hand, like a thick white horn.