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Chapter 92 Hostility
Under the night, the sound of footsteps broke the silence.

A soldier quickly ran to the room and shouted into the room: "Centurion!"

"Come in" came Geng Wu's voice.

The swordsman bowed and saluted: "Report to the centurion, I found a group of people wearing Taoist robes and carrying sharp swords on their backs."

"How many people?" Geng Wu asked.

The sword soldier replied without thinking: "Three hundred"

"Go, call all the soldiers to gather," Geng Wu ordered loudly.

The swordsman showed a embarrassed look: "The general has canceled the military order of the deputy general. Is it a little wrong for us to make trouble now? After all, this is someone else's territory."

"We don't conflict with them, we just stand outside and blow the wind," Geng Wu said without thinking.

Hearing this sentence, the swordsman immediately regained his energy, and his confidence increased greatly: "Follow orders"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned and strode away.

Looking at the back of the sword soldier leaving, Geng Wu reached out and picked up the big knife on the table, and slowly put it on his waist.

I want to see what kind of ability they have, how dare they snatch the general's woman.

Sword cultivator is really powerful.

Thinking of this, he got up and walked slowly outside the house.

……

The sound of dense footsteps came from outside the community, and hundreds of people rushed here.

Hundreds of soldiers lined up in two rows, blocking the entrance of the community tightly.

Seeing those sword cultivators approaching, the corners of Geng Wu's mouth curled up slightly.

"kill"

Dozens of sword soldiers roared in unison, followed by the sound of drawing their swords.

Sanbai Jianxiu was taken aback for a moment, then took a step back subconsciously.

"kill"

There was another violent cry, and the knife in his hand swung forward.

Yang Yanqing, who stood at the front, frowned, feeling strong hostility.

Subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, and just when he was about to get angry, he was held in a pair of warm hands.

Quickly returning to his senses, he looked around at the hundred soldiers, and he couldn't help but gasp when he saw that they were all of Tier 1 strength.

As the head of the Ezhou branch of the Yellow Dragon Guild, he only has 1 Tier 300 members in his hands, if it wasn't for the special headquarters dispatching manpower for this mission.It's impossible for me to lead [-] people to help.

Which guild are they from?He actually reached out to Lingjiang City.

Is it also for that matter? ...

The young man standing not far from Yang Yanqing lowered his face. Both sides were reinforcements in the city, but judging from this posture, some estrangement obviously occurred.

"Leader Yang wait a moment, we will negotiate," the man said in a low voice.

Yang Yanqing looked at the man with puzzled eyes, but he didn't ask.

Seeing this puzzled look, the man continued to explain in a low voice: "They are a small group of scattered people. They were invited by the locals, so they came to support."

"It just so happens that that person is still your classmate," the man added, hoping to clear up the misunderstanding.

Yang Yanqing was taken aback, subconsciously looking at the woman beside him, thinking quickly in his heart.

"Since it is a helper invited by a classmate, then we will handle this matter by ourselves." Yang Yanqing was uncertain for a while, so he made the most appropriate decision.

The man hesitated: "This..."

"Your task has been completed, I believe this cooperation will be very pleasant." Yang Yanqing felt a pair of trembling hands, so he looked along those hands, vaguely as if he had guessed something.

He took a deep breath and accentuated his tone: "Don't worry, since we are classmates, I believe there will be no conflicts."

The "farewell" man was assured, he let out a sigh of relief, and turned around to leave quickly.

Looking at the man who turned around, Yang Yanqing ordered loudly: "Send it for me."

"Yes." The two sword repairmen hurriedly followed.

Yang Yanqing withdrew his gaze, gently took out his hand, and took a step forward slowly.

Geng Wu, who was watching Yang Yanqing closely, immediately yelled: "Stop!"

99 sword soldiers retracted their swords at the same time and put them into the scabbard.

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, as if a big battle was about to break out here.

At the same time, the camera on the corner faithfully recorded all this.

"I heard that you are my classmates, I invited you to help me." Yang Yanqing paused here.

Immediately afterwards, the tone increased: "Can you tell me who he is?"

"After the training is over, go back to your room to rest up." Geng Wu took a deep look at Yang Yanqing, and ordered to the soldiers behind him.

All the swordsmen roared in unison: "No!"

Then they turned around and walked into the community.

Looking at the leaving sword soldiers, a famous sword cultivator showed anger in his eyes.

Several angrily pulled out the sharp swords behind them, and rushed towards the swordsmen in front.

"boom"

The knife and the sword collided heavily.

All the swordsmen turned around one after another and quickly approached the encirclement.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Yang Yanqing immediately shouted loudly: "Stop!"

"Hall Master!" the several sword repairmen shouted.

Looking at the aggrieved Jianxiu, Geng Wu sneered: "Those who manage you well, if there is a next time, it will not be so simple."

"Go back to the room..." Seeing that he couldn't fight, Geng Wu ordered.

All the swordsmen withdrew their angry gazes, turned and left again.

Looking at those sword soldiers showing off their might, a famous sword cultivator showed an angry look on his face.

"The big thing is the most important thing, don't make extravagance." The voice rang in the ears of the sword cultivators, and the tone was full of majesty.

Thinking of big things, they swallowed the hateful anger forcefully.

"Hallmaster, are these people really your classmates, the helpers you found?" A sword repair couldn't help asking.

Yang Yanqing replied subconsciously: "I don't know."

"Yulin, you and my classmates, no one seems to have such a great background." Yang Yanqing's tone was a little uncertain.

The woman standing behind him pondered for a moment before replying: "No"

"Could these people make a mistake?" Yang Yanqing said self-deprecatingly, but he knew in his heart that it was absolutely impossible to make a mistake in this matter.

Du Yulin shook his head: "There should be no mistake."

"Just judging from the situation just now, this classmate must have had some misunderstandings with us." Du Yulin paused as he said this.

Yang Yanqing took Du Yulin's words: "Students who have misunderstood us?"

"It seems that there are only those two." Yang Yanqing said slowly.

Du Yulin asked back: "Do you think my classmates have such a great background?"

"That's right." Yang Yanqing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave birth to a burst of pride: "Whoever he is, this time we will let it go, if there is another time, let them taste our strength."

"Let's go, find a room to rest, and prepare for the upcoming battle," Yang Yanqing said loudly.

All the sword cultivators replied in unison: "Yes"

Looking at Yang Yanqing's back, Du Yulin shook his head fiercely to dispel those messy thoughts.

He took a step and quickly followed up.

Some things and some people, let him go.At the beginning, he chose to use this as a bargaining chip to step into the real upper class and become a powerful professional.Then you can't go back, and you don't want to go back.

(End of this chapter)