The strong, what is the strong?

The so-called strong person is the powerful physical magnetic field that comes with a powerful shock that forms when his personality charm reaches a certain level.

Perhaps, we have to admit that An Wufeng's youth and handsomeness and his harmless smile hide his toxicity, making it easier for people to ignore his dangers at least on the surface.

Therefore, whether it was Zhou Yici's six guards or dozens of heroes present, he did not receive the attention he deserved when he appeared. Only He Butian, who had been hurt before, and Mo Jun, who came with him, closely followed the actions of the handsome young man. This is not to say that the two of them are smarter than the dozens of people present, but that the former was cut off by the invisible energy, which is not something that ordinary martial arts masters can do, and there is no certain foundation.

The sects are determined to not be able to cultivate such peerless masters. It seems that these six guards and the later Mo Jun are the roles of guarding the house. Perhaps they were originally from the world, but in the life circle that looks like a captive, many things on them have been wiped out and gradually become mechanized, their creativity is strangled, and their realm is blocked. In short, the person who can cut off his fingers by just relying on the energy to escape from the air will definitely not be Mo Jun.

Therefore, He Butian's concentration has always been on An Wufeng's body.

As for the latter, Mo Jun and An Wufeng drove the horses to come. He didn't know whether An Wufeng took action from the air. He just knew one thing. He Butian's finger was not cut off. He couldn't do it, and the six guards couldn't do it. Therefore, there was only one truth, that is, it was the head of the Qingcheng Sect around him!

Slowly, the human wall that was originally surrounded by the Six Guards and An Wufeng was separated and moved away on both sides, giving up a passage.

Obviously, no one wants the next person to fall is himself.

An Wufeng was quite satisfied, nodded slightly and said, "Well, everyone is very proud of this favor. I will write down this favor. I will choose the best restaurant to ask everyone to have a meal. I'll treat you."

No one answered.

He Butian's old face twitched. It turned out that his hand, which was about to lift up a rough bandage, was run to his forehead by ten fingers even with cold sweat of heartache. He had to give up his movements, straighten his body, harden his scalp, coughed dryly, and said, "Come on, Master An."

An Wufeng looked at him and said softly: "Teacher He, do you always have something to say?"

He Butian said: "Ahem, that's right. There are several people lying on the land on this ground. They were brutally killed. When we arrived here, the friends of the head of the sect were all here... Originally, those who were walking on the sect and fighting were dead, and they were often dead. However, the friends of the head of the sect were public servants. They were dedicated to defending the severity and justice of the law, so the nature of the sect was different. Therefore, I just talked with these people who were unfortunate in Jianghu. Which law did they violate and attract the crime of being executed on the spot?"

The power of the role model effect is huge and terrible.

With He Butian taking the lead, everyone briefly blocked their fear and became bolder.

Someone echoed, "Yes, what crime did they commit?"

"Yes, I should give everyone an understanding..."

"Hey, even if they die inexplicably, they have to have a reason for ordinary revenge, right?"

"The 'Nine Sages of Tang Yin' are all kind people. They were killed so ruthlessly. No one who knows the world will be willing to do so!"

"Yes, kind people are easy to bully..."

For a moment, the crowd was in a turbulent manner.

He Butian's eyes lowered, and a hint of pride appeared in his eyes.

Even if An Wufeng has great martial arts skills, he would not talk about whether he could kill all of them. Even as the head of the Qingcheng Sect, he would not dare to have such crazy thoughts. Otherwise, he would be the public enemy of the martial arts world. Even if he killed someone and escaped from the world, then these blood debts would fall on the Qingcheng Sect, causing the Qingcheng Sect to fall into a state of endless disaster!

This is what the so-called monks can't run away from the temple.

It is precisely why Butian is sure of this that he knows that An Wufeng is not easy to provoke but still refuses to compromise.

The Six Guards looked ugly and had anxiety in their eyes. Only now did they understand that their recklessness added many uncertain conflicts to the level between the court and the world. After staying in the official family for a long time, they naturally understood many potential rules in the official family. If the relationship between the official family and the world was compared to an interactive game, in order to maintain the durability and harmony of the game, players who break the rules, or players who potentially endanger harmony, will be sacrificed and eliminated.

In other words, in order to maintain the stability of the country, it is very likely that under the accusation of the official Datong Prefecture, and under the secret push of some political enemies who were originally the general manager, the incident escalated and deteriorated, and the court had to make some abandonment. At that time, even the general manager would find it difficult to protect them, so they had to watch them being pushed to the guillotine to calm the contradictions between the court and the country.

Mo Jun was aware of these potential rules, and at this time he was in a very heavy mood. You should know that although these six guards were only guests and the mansion of the supervisor, and had no substantial relationship with their guards, the so-called rabbit dead and fox injured were the same group. If these six guards were introduced today and became victims, then tomorrow, or perhaps one day, they will be destiny and will be the next step!

Moreover, just as Butian thought, even if the martial arts skills of "Zheng An" who has always been despised and even brought to light as a joke by them is indeed beyond their expectations. But even so, so what? Even if he is capable of annihilation of dozens of heroes here on the spot, how can he cover up the world's long mouth?

What's more, these people are all good martial arts masters. If he and the eight people including Mo Jun can escape, it is already a miracle. After returning, when it's time to burn Gaoxiang to thank the gods and Buddhas of the heavens for their great protection, as for whether to wipe out these masters in an instant, don't think about it! Once the war starts, you can't kill them in an instant. Just one or two fish that escapes the net can easily cause trouble. The consequences are so serious that it is a hundred times worse than now!

So, at this moment, both Mo Jun and Liu Guard were looking at An Wufeng with concern, hoping that he could come up with a peerless plan to overcome the difficulties in front of him.

However, at this moment, An Wufeng showed indifference on his face, as if he was just a passing person who was making soy sauce. The matter here had absolutely nothing to do with him. He stuck out his hand and looked gentle and gentle. He seemed to be slapped at his lover. A hint of indescribable sorrow appeared in his eyes, as if he had deceived the calculating working people and found his conscience after he discovered it. He sighed softly: "Everyone is understandable. Many things are hidden in his heart and it is meaningless to say it. For example, have you ever observed the "Tang Yin Jiuxian" on this ground.

The cause of their death or what weapons are they dead? No, right? Because, you all know that the martial arts of the "Nine Sages of Tang Yin" may be slightly worse than these six in terms of fighting alone. However, one is that they win because there are three more people, and two is that the life-and-death duel will inevitably be used without reservation. In that case, the battle situation will be very fierce. Even if they win by chance, they will have to be a tragic victory. But, everyone, their neat makeup is consistent with the traces left by the life-and-death battle? In Teacher He's opinion, can they be magical? "

Why don’t you suffocate? Although the "Nine Sages of Tang Yin" are not the first-class master, they are all the best choices. Even if these six guards have half a good skill, it is not impossible to defeat or even kill nine of them. At least, these six guards must pay a very heavy price, instead of being neatly dressed and looking clean and tidy to attend a banquet, saying that they had just completed a life-and-death battle, and their persuasiveness was almost zero.

For a moment, Teacher He couldn't find the right words, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Who knows, when we passed by here, the 'Tang Yin Jiuxian' died here, and they were at this scene. What's more, as far as I know, they searched for the traces of 'Tang Yin Jiuxian' in the city for an afternoon. They should have retaliated for the injury of their people in the fight in front of the temple before noon, and then set up an ambush here. It is difficult to say that they are scheming and earning but not intentional. Through some means, killing people without blood without killing them. Master An, are you right?"

A guard shouted: "You, you are simply slandering and talking nonsense!"

He Butian said: "Hehe, I'm just analyzing according to the truth. It's okay for you to think I'm talking nonsense."

The guard was angry and raised his hand and pointed, "You..."

But Mo Jun asked An Wufeng in a low voice: "President An, what should we do now? We can't waste it so much. Otherwise, over time, more and more people from the world pass by here and gather in large numbers, and it may be even more difficult to be kind."

This is the truth. As time goes by, the people from the rivers and lakes who have entered the city to stay in the city were curious and couldn't help but walk into the forest to see what happened.

An Wufeng frowned slightly, raised his eyebrows, looked at He Butian and said quietly: "Then, according to Teacher He's wishes, my money is free to be exported, and there is no chance to take revenge?"

Perhaps, as we saw more and more onlookers, those who had seen him ruthless and skillful methods gradually faded their fear, which caused some people to have a sharp increase in their courage. Some people stood up and said sternly: "Don't think that you are the head of the Qingcheng Sect, we have to be afraid of you. Everything is reasonable. Those murderers who killed fellow martial arts fellows will have to stay to pay for their lives no matter what. As for your money loss and how much you lose, we can compensate you!"

An Wufeng ignored the person who spoke and said lightly to He Butian: "Teacher He, is this what he meant?"

He Butian said: "President An is also our fellow martial arts master. I think he will not waste the roots and make things that hurt the relationship between the fellow friends. Regarding the loss of President An, these are just small matters. Just Master An needs to show sincerity and withdraw. I hope everyone will not disappoint you."

An Wufeng nodded and said, "Since Teacher He has brought out the martial arts fellow practitioners, if I persist, it will only hinder the harmony of the martial arts world. Let's do this. I like to be a villain first and then a gentleman. I will say ugly things first. I will lose two million taels of silver to them. You can give it to me immediately, and I will pat my butt and leave immediately, and do what I say."

"Two million taels of silver! Hiss-"

"hiss......"

"hiss......"

"hiss......"

For a moment, a sound of oral convulsions like toothache sounded around.

Finally, an angry voice said loudly: "Two million taels of silver, you might as well grab it!"

An Wufeng smiled and said, "I won't do anything illegal."
Chapter completed!