The alien species of the city arrives

But the people on this street were next to people, and he couldn't let go of his legs. He could only walk a few steps and stretch his neck to search the crowd with his eyes.

Suddenly, an old woman slammed into him and she was about to fall to the ground. He quickly reached out to support her.

"Old stuff, don't get in the way if you walk slowly."

Zhang would hold on to the old woman who was still staggering, and when she heard someone cursing next to her, she looked over.

This is a stocky Beimang man, wearing a thick sheepskin jacket, with a scimitar on his waist, his arms in front of his chest, and a brutal look. He saw Zhang Hui looking at him, stopped and cursed:" Look what you look at, look at it and goug your eyes, Qi Guogou, dare to stand in the way."

Zhang Hui thought that he was going to be with Yuan Zhixing and Fang Zhu on this trip. He didn't intend to cause trouble to them. Seeing that this man cursed was too ugly, and he had a heart for the Beimang people to occupy Linshui Town. Hate, it is difficult to dispel this anger for a while.

The Beimang man saw that Zhang Hui was born thin, and the passers-by did not dare to come up to help. He stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Hui by the neckline and pinched his chin with the other hand: "Boy, are you dissatisfied? Some kind of affects your grandpa. Try it!"

Zhang Hui was pinched in such a way, only to feel angry straight to his face, he pressed his head down and bit down the man's wrist severely, the man yelled in pain, and pinched Zhang Hui with his backhand Zhang Hui grasped his wrist with one hand and controlled his arm with the other. He twisted that arm violently, flashed to the back of the man, raised his foot and kicked it into his knee socket.

He followed Gou San and didn't learn any complete set of boxing and swordsmanship, but he did a lot of strength, and he was already well-known among the little girls in Linshui Town.

The Beimang man was completely annoyed. Although he knelt suddenly under his leg, he straightened up with his fist and was about to hit Zhanghui. The people watching the excitement next to him were shocked.

Zhang Hui leaned back, avoiding the fierce punch. Before this man had time to adjust, his fist was swept over his head, just hitting his eyes.

Beimang was beaten up a little dizzy, and his legs were shaking and standing unsteadily.Zhang Hui raised his leg and kicked him on his waist again. This kick knocked the Beimang man to the ground.

There was a burst of cheers in the crowd, and Zhang Hui let out his anger, and was afraid of getting into trouble, so he wanted to leave as soon as he got out.Suddenly, the cheers in the ear stopped abruptly.

Knowing that the situation had changed, he looked up and saw that a middle-aged man had stopped behind the crowd on a horse.

The man got off his horse and came towards this side, and the crowd quickly dispersed.

This middle-aged man was born very thin, with his nose bones protruding more than ordinary people, his eye sockets were sunken deep, his eyes were filled with stern light, but his expression was very cold. He was not dressed as cumbersome as ordinary people in Beimang. Like a practitioner of a certain school in Beimang.

Seeing the helper coming, Zhang Hui secretly cried out, knowing that he was definitely not the middle-aged man's opponent.But this person didn't seem to mean to come over and beat him, but coldly reprimanded the Beimang man who had gotten up from the ground: "Get out of the way, shameful, and I am embarrassed to fight with the Maotou boy."

Zhang Hui didn't intend to embarrass himself when meeting this person, so he wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

At this time, Yuan Zhixing rushed in front of him, looked at Beimang whose eyes were red, and guessed what happened just now.

The middle-aged man had ignored Zhang Hui, but now his eyes were fixed on Yuan Zhixing for a long time, and a sneer appeared on his face: "Yuan Zhixing, what a coincidence, we actually met here and thought we were going to report me. Brother's hatred can go to Lushan to find you, I didn't expect you to be here!"

Without changing his face, Yuan Zhixing said lightly: "You have admitted the wrong person."

"You don't know me, I can know you. We met in Ximing City three months ago, but I didn't know you were from Lushan at the time." The middle-aged man had already revealed his sword as he spoke.

Yuan Zhixing thought for a while and asked, "Are you Ye Yu's brother Ye Xiang?"

"Not bad."

Yuan Zhixing had heard of Ye Xiang's name in the early years. Ye Xiang is the descendant of Huanchen, one of the four great sage envoys of North Amen. He is now the guard of North Amen. His appearance is cold and indifferent, but he is vicious and decisive.

At this moment, Fang Zhu stepped up to stand in front of Yuan Zhixing, and shouted to the middle-aged man named Ye Xiang: "Ye Yu's set ablaze and self-immolation. It is none of my brother's business. He grabbed my brother and held me. Senior brother ignored him, he still used tricks to sneak attacks, and was hit by my senior brother. It is my brother’s business if he is crippled and invalid! You Bei Amen is also Bei Mang’s major cultivator, so I am embarrassed to take this. Such things to seek revenge!"

The people watching the excitement stepped back, and several men dressed similar to Ye Xiang came up, but Ye Xiang blocked him.

Fang Zhu also raised his sword and cursed: "I'm really shameless, do you want to use more people to scare people? The young master is not afraid of you. If you want to fight, just let it go."

The middle-aged man remained calm after being scolded by Fang Zhu. He insisted on stopping the people coming behind him, and whispered to Yuan Zhixing: "Let the two of us solve this problem by ourselves. First, call out the irrelevant people around you. ?"

Yuan Zhixing turned his head to look at Zhang Hui and Fang Zhu, and motioned for them to step back.Fang Zhu knows that Ye Xiang’s reputation is not easy to provoke, and Yuan Zhixing has always been a modest gentleman, plus his skill may not be equal to Ye Xiang. If the two people fight together, the one who suffers will definitely be the one who suffers. Yuan Zhixing.But he also knew Yuan Zhixing's temper. Since he had agreed to Ye Xiang to fight alone, he decided not to let others interfere, so he had to step aside and watch the changes.

Ye Xiang drew his sword and looked at Yuan Zhixing proudly: "The grievances between us will be resolved here today. If I win, you will be at my disposal. If I lose, I will no longer set foot in the Central Plains."

"Okay." Yuan Zhixing responded indifferently, drew out his sword and said to Ye Xiang, "Please make a move first."

As soon as Yuan Zhixing's words fell, Ye Xiang quickly killed him, and the speed of his sword strokes almost left him no room for thinking.

He had heard that when he was in Lushan, Bei Amen’s practice is different from Lushan. Bei Amen is extremely focused on practice, and after entering the world of practice, he is very hardworking. Practitioners pay attention to practice and do not care about world affairs. There are similarities in door practice.

Although Yuan Zhixing was not panicked when Ye Xiang attacked, he was still at a disadvantage after a few moves.

Ye Xiang seemed to want to take Yuan Zhixing's life in a short time, and the sword in his hand repeatedly stabbed Yuan Zhixing around the neck.

Zhang Hui was watching, sweating on his back in anxiousness, but he didn't dare to step forward, fearing that he would cause trouble instead of helping Yuan Zhixing.

"Big Brother Yuan, he wants to kill you, don't be polite with him, use flying swords against him." Zhang Hui saw that Ye Xiang was aggressive towards Yuan Zhixing, but Yuan Zhixing was still a gentleman's style of play. .

Seeing Yuan Zhixing turned around, a flying sword flew above his palm, and after a short pause, it flew out quickly, and a silver light shot at Ye Xiang in an instant.