The old immortal of the stars, the Dharma controls the heavens

Chapter 34 The public security in Fuzhou is not good

After eating and drinking, Ding Chunqiu left Fuwei Escort Agency under the farewell of Lin Zhennan and his wife.

Mrs. Wang is very good at drinking and talking at the dinner table.

Fortunately, Ding Chunqiu stuck to his heart and was not tempted by Mrs. Wang's tricks.

He didn't even accept the gift that Mrs. Wang had prepared again for Qingfeng Village, let alone Lin Zhennan's proposal at the dinner table - donating some incense money to the Huashan Sect.

This was also rejected by Ding Chunqiu.

The reason is that he is just a young disciple of the Huashan Sect and has nothing to say about many things of the Huashan Sect.

This is a very good reason.

Only then did Lin Zhennan and his wife give up.

As a son of a wealthy family, Lin Pingzhi invited Ding Chunqiu to go hunting in the western suburbs outside the city in three days, but this invitation was also rejected.

This made Lin Pingzhi very regretful.

But under Ding Chunqiu's stern refusal, he had no choice but to give up.

He said that he would visit Fuzhou City for three or four days before heading back to Huashan.

In the end, both parties took a step back, and Lin Pingzhi, the young escort chief of the Fuwei Escort Agency, accompanied Ding Chunqiu on a tour of Fuzhou City.

'Three days from now?' '

Looking back and glancing at the two huge stone lions in front of the Fuwei Escort Agency on Ximen Street, Ding Chunqiu murmured to himself, all his thoughts focused on Lin Pingzhi's invitation.

Hunting in the western suburbs...

The wine shop of the second senior brother and the young senior sister is located there.

It seems that the destruction of the family will begin in three days.

Just wait slowly and quietly in Fuzhou City for these three days, and that's it.

During these three days, Ding Chunqiu decided to take a good tour of Fuzhou City.As for the evil-fighting sword manual that Lin Zhennan had hidden in his old house on Xiangyang Lane, Ding Chunqiu had already taken it out and looked at it carefully last night.

With his photographic memory, he memorized all the contents and images on the sword manual.

After putting it back to its original place, Ding Chunqiu went to Fuwei Escort Agency as a guest this morning.

After walking outside along Ximen Street, Ding Chunqiu wandered around the streets of Fuzhou casually for a while.

There were people everywhere and it was extremely lively.

It is a prosperous scene.

Ding Chunqiu, who bought a bunch of snacks and was eating them, looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "I have visited a lot of places in Fuzhou City in the past few days, including every corner."

"But disputes are rare."

"I have to say that this big city is really not as full of disputes as in the Jianghu. Thanks to the efforts of the government and the Fuwei Escort Bureau, the security of Fuzhou City is good... what the hell!"

Before he finished speaking, Ding Chunqiu was suddenly stunned by the sight in front of him.

The compliment just now took a direct turn.

When Lin Pingzhi nodded in agreement, his movements stopped abruptly.

"Kill kill kill!"

The shelves were flying, and a group of people holding long knives were chasing the two middle-aged men in front of them, hoping to kill them on the spot.

Every move is a deadly move.

The two middle-aged men were covered in blood, and they were holding poles and iron rods in their hands to keep fighting.

But every time he tried to parry, the blade would open a wound on his body.

In an instant, the whole street was in chaos, like a tiger cleaning the street, and the people scattered in all directions.

Only Ding Chunqiu and Lin Pingzhi were left standing there, motionless.

The miserable two people were chased and intercepted by the group of people and had to run towards where they were. While running, the leader of them exclaimed: "Don't block there, run!"

The poignant words are full of concern for irrelevant people.

"!!!" Lin Pingzhi had never seen such a brutal scene in Fuzhou City in his whole life. For a moment, he stayed on the spot and fell into a daze.

"..."

After looking at the scene in front of him, and then looking back at Lin Pingzhi, Ding Chunqiu found that the boy was turning his head to stare at him.

With a sigh in his heart, Ding Chunqiu knew that this scene was the time for his Huashan fairy to appear.With Lin Pingzhi in front of him, otherwise, wouldn't the boast he just made at the dinner table be ruined?

"Pingzhi, please step aside and leave this place to me."

Taking a deep breath, Ding Chunqiu said: "How dare you commit such acts of robbery and robbery in broad daylight? You are seeking death!"

"Where do you dare to stand in the way of this bastard? We'll kill you too!" The people who surrounded and killed didn't care about martial ethics at all. They shouted angrily when they opened their mouths. As they waved their hands, several people came to kill them with knives. Come over.

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword at Ding Chunqiu's waist was suddenly unsheathed.

In the Huashan Sword Technique, white clouds come straight out of Xiu Xiu.

That posture, that posture, that graceful manner of holding the sword, it means that the sword immortal has come to this world.Lin Pingzhi, who looked behind him, felt longing and dreaming.

"Young hero!!!" One of the middle-aged men who was surrounded and killed exclaimed with tears in his eyes: "Be careful!"

Then I saw Ding Chunqiu, one man and one sword, like an immortal descended from the sky, fighting with a kind of bandit.

soon.

The large number of bandits didn't seem to pay attention. They all surrounded Ding Chunqiu and the two middle-aged men covered in blood and sweat.

This made Lin Pingzhi standing outside unable to see clearly.

Lin Pingzhi wanted to go to the escort agency to find an escort for help, but he was afraid that something would happen if he left here, so he became extremely hesitant for a while.

Finally, he also pulled out the long sword from his waist, wondering where to start so he could go up and help.

in the crowd.

After Ding Chunqiu drew his sword and entered, he discovered something strange.

He did not perform the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, but used the most basic swordsmanship of the Huashan Sect.

But since he created the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, Ding Chunqiu's vision in swordsmanship has risen to a very high level.As long as other people's moves did not exceed Qingfeng Thirteen Moves, ordinary moves would be clearly visible to him, and there would be no secrets.

In his eyes, Ding Chunqiu saw that the moves of the people surrounding and killing the people he saw were certainly ruthless, but their martial arts were very ordinary and focused on a spirit of bloody courage.

On the contrary, the two middle-aged men, who were covered in scars and dripping with blood, were very skilled. Their martial arts skills were much higher than those of the group of people surrounding them.

Every move is fatal, indeed every move is a flesh wound.

It looked miserable, but in fact it was just a minor injury.

Suddenly, Ding Chunqiu had doubts. The sword moves in his hands were all the basic swordsmanship of the Huashan Sect.The sword strokes are not directed towards the fatal place, but are directed towards wounding.

"!?"

But just when the sword in Ding Chunqiu's hand was about to stab someone's arm, for some reason, the man stumbled, unsteady on his feet, and directly put his neck on the tip of the sword.

The long sword entered his neck and he died immediately.

see.

Ding Chunqiu, who was doubtful again, changed his moves again, and all the way, he came out with thirteen moves of Huashan School swordsmanship.

When Ding Chunqiu finished dancing the thirteen sword moves, all the thirteen people who were surrounded by him died.

Clang——

The sound of the sword being sheathed made these people unable to stop themselves and fell to the ground.

The expressions of the two knife-wielding men at the back changed drastically when they saw this, and they turned around and fled.

on site.

Ding Chunqiu stood there with his sword in hand, and the ground around his body was dotted with blood, standing like a majestic plum blossom.

The breeze blew by, causing the clothes to flutter.

not far away.

Lin Pingzhi, who had already drawn his sword and wanted to help, was stunned. He was frightened by the aura of the person in front of him and froze in place.

The two middle-aged men who were rescued also looked shocked and stayed there at a loss.

For a long time.

The two middle-aged men shivered under the breeze, then came to their senses, and quickly clasped their fists to say thank you.

"I am Zhao Sihai (Zhang Jingchao)."

"Thank you young hero for saving your life."

(End of this chapter)