"Mr. Xu, I have long admired the name."

When Jiang Shang saw Tong Lian pushing the door open, she led two men behind her, and stood up and bowed her hands and said.

Guan Mao, who was standing beside him, had a much older appearance than three months ago, and his body was filled with a rotten smell.

When he saw Xu Bin, he stood up in a hurry, with a nervous expression.

With Xu Bin's strength, if you want to kill him, just one look is enough.

But Xu Bin's expression when he entered the door could not tell his happiness or anger. Even if he was in front of his enemy, he did not take action immediately.

"Person Lin, you don't have to go in. This is the private matter between my boss and Mr. Xu. I have asked someone to hold another banquet to entertain you."

Tong Lian stopped Lin Tianxiang who wanted to enter the door.

Lin Tianxiang looked annoyed and was about to get angry when he heard Xu Bin say:

"Person Lin, she is right. This is my private matter. You can go with her."

Lin Tianxiang said in a difficult situation: "This... Mr. Xu has a noble status, and the officials are afraid that someone will collide with him."

Xu Bin said: "Can you still worry about someone who can hurt me?"

"If you can't even stop me, can you protect me?"

Lin Tianxiang was so embarrassed that he wanted to get into the ground.

Others only remember Mr. Xu as Lin Xiu in the literary world, but they forgot his identity as a congenital master.

It is mainly because Xu Bin rarely takes action in recent years, but instead often gives lectures, which makes everyone think that he is a pure literati.

"Then the official will not disturb Mr. Xu."

"I'll give me any good wine and food, anyway, your boss treats you."

Lin Tianxiang pulled Tong Lian out.

Dong!

Xu Bin stepped in one step.

The door automatically closed, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. The temperature at the beginning of spring made people feel like they were in the middle of winter.

"Do you still remember me?"

Xu Bin looked at Guan Mao who was restless, and his eyes became cold.

Guan Mao's eyes were red and his face was full of shame. Finally, he gritted his teeth and struggled:

"I remember that for twenty years, I have never dared to forget each other day and night. Today I just want to die quickly, and I hope Mr. Xu will fulfill his wish!"

Xu Bin sneered: "You killed my whole family and left me torture day and night for twenty years. If I just died quickly, how could I be worthy of my sin!

Besides, if I read it right, even if I don’t kill you today, you will not be able to survive for half a month.”

Guan Mao said disgustedly: "Mr. Xu is very good at seeing it, I am about to die."

"Mr. Xu, can I say something?"

Jiang Shang suddenly interrupted.

Xu Bin didn't reply, "Boss Jiang found my enemy, I will remember this kindness. As for now, please don't say more to Boss Jiang."

Although it was just a sentence, the power contained in it was no less than that of a Wuzong attacking him.

Jiang Shang only felt that there seemed to be an invisible sword in all directions, and pressure came like a tide.

The biting chill made his hair stand up one by one.

It felt like as long as he moved around, countless swords would stab him and pierce him into pieces.

Although he had seen the Grand Master fight, it was the first time he faced the pressure of the Grand Master.

But after so many days, he is not a waste of money.

A layer of black light floated on his body, like a transparent gauze dress.

Seeing that he not only did not sit down obediently, he dared to resist.

The stagnant sword energy around him stabbed him without hesitation.

Puff puff puff!!!

It was like a stone thrown into a pond, splashing circles of water. The sword energy pierced on the gauze clothes, and it could only cause ripples, not hurting it at all.

Jiang Shang slowly let go of his heart.

It seems that the efforts these days are not useless.

The light blue light curtain in front of me slowly closed.

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【Customer: Jiang Shang】

[Martial Arts: Three Saints Fist·Mountain Collapse (Complete), Fog Hidden Art (Life and Death Lock*99), Innate Wuji Kung (231 Years of Power), A Sword of the Sky (Complete)↑, Black Evil True Kung (Complete)]

【Wealth Point: 640】

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[Cumulative exchange wealth points: 8435.6/10000]

In three months, as the continuous development, Hongyefang Market can bring him 200,000 yuan in silver on average every month.

That is, the six thousand wealth points have all turned into the sixty years of innate Wuji Gong's skills.

As he expected, sixty years of skill cannot cause much change for him now.

I want to use my skills to accumulate and break through to the next level.

More than two hundred years of skill is far from enough.

However, the Three Saints Fist automatically broke through to the perfect state through his persistent daily fitness boxing.

Although this boxing technique is overbearing, especially after entering the perfect state, it is even more costly.

But for his more than 200 years of skill, there is no such situation where he will have to recover his anger for a long time with just one punch.

In addition, he also spent a thousand wealth points to control the Black Evil Soul Chasing Step, and the Black Evil Poison Body and Black Evil Liquid have been cultivated to the perfect state.

Then the three innate martial arts based on the black evil spirit energy will automatically merge together and turn into a black evil spirit true skill. The grade is less than the unique skill, but it is far beyond ordinary innate martial arts.

This black veil-like body protection evil spirit is the defense that the black evil real skill comes with.

Seeing that all the invisible sword energy had been melted, Xu Bin looked at it right away.

"Is this the Black Evil of the White Lotus Sect?"

He frowned and shook his head and said:

"Their skills are not so domineering."

"But it's amazing that Boss Jiang has such a state of mind at such a young age."

He had already learned some of Jiang Shang's details from Lin Tianxiang, and also knew that he was only eighteen years old, well, maybe almost nineteen years old.

The pressure he just exerted was that even if the title of Wu Zong was present, he would sweat profusely and not be able to remain calm.

But this is how it was easily resolved.

Jiang Shang smiled faintly, looking quite reserved.

"Mr. Xu praised it. If you don't have the Grand Master, your entry in your youth is nothing."

"But can I speak now?"

Xu Bin shook his head and said, "No."

"This is my grudge with him. If Boss Jiang intervenes, the grace between us may become a grudge.

Boss Jiang still wants to try it?"

Jiang Shang smiled and said, "Of course I have to try it."

"I invited Mr. Xu over here, not for a small favor. I believe Mr. Xu has heard of the story of my godfather fighting against three.

With my godfather here, why should I be tempted and seek the favor of a great master?

As for Mr. Xu's identity as the leader of the literary world, I am a rough man and don't want any good reputation."

Xu Bin is really interested now.

"Then why did you spend so much effort to invite me from afar?"

Jiang Shang said: "Of course, I just watch the fun and find the truth."

"Mr. Xu doesn't think it's very interesting to find a good story from the pile of history?

Although this story may be the pain of tearing the scar for Mr. Xu."

Xu Bin frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid of irritating me?"

Jiang Shang said: "I don't need to say it if I'm afraid."

"Since Mr. Xu is willing to listen to me, let this old man tell the story of that year."

"He will die in the end, why not listen to what he thinks?"

"Mr. Xu, please."

Jiang Shang sat down and reached out to invite him.

Xu Bin pondered for a moment and sat down.
Chapter completed!