Chapter 124 He is the supreme martial arts world who is terrified of the world! 【2 updates】


    The dry night wind surging, blowing open the clouds, revealing the moon hidden behind the clouds.


    The moonlight dyed the girl''s eyebrows and eyes silver, as if coated with a layer of frost, as cold as snow.


    This is a face that is too stunning and will never be forgotten at a glance.


    But the powerful aura emitted by the girl''s body overwhelmed the impact of her face at this moment.


    “Dong!”


    Manghu''s heartbeat stopped suddenly.


    Faced with such a face, he could not have any distractions or desires in his heart, and only fear was left.


    "Tell me, how do you want to kill me?" Ye Wanlan looked calm, "If I can satisfy me, I can cooperate with you."


    Hearing this sentence, Manghu realized that the girl in front of him was Ye Wanlan himself, whom he had talked a lot before, but he couldn''t believe it.


    Can you relax your momentum freely, and will those who are stumbling on the road be a substitute?


    But of course the information cannot be wrong. Is there any problem with this?


    Manghu shook his head and came to his senses, he only felt a little funny.


    No matter how strong your aura is, isn’t you still a little girl?


    The fate of the people he was stained with was probably older than hers!


    "Ye Wanlan, whether you should say it or not, you are indeed very courageous and will take the initiative to find me." Manghu smiled, "In order to reward you for this courage, I decided-"


    "Bang!"


    Ye Wanlan didn''t give Manghu a chance to finish her words. She raised her legs and kicked her back to the ground with a roundabout way.


    She lowered her head and asked lightly: "So much nonsense, how can you live until now?"


    Ye Wanlan was still wearing those stiletto heels, but these shoes did not affect her ability to move, but instead improved her attack power.


    After Manghu fell to the ground, he was a trainer and failed to get up as soon as possible. He only felt pain all over his body.


    As described in martial arts novels, it seems that after being pointed at an unknown acupoint, it moves the whole body with one blow.


    He wanted to get up, but he was stomped on his knees by 8cm stiletto heels.


    The heel of the shoe pierced into the flesh like a sharp blade.


    Manghu screamed, sweating appeared on his forehead in pain, and he didn''t even realize why he fell down!


    Ye Wanlan''s eyebrows were still indifferent, and there was no slight fluctuation in his eyes, but his internal force was quietly used under his feet.


    With a "click" sound, the bones on the Killer''s knees were broken.


    The more surging pain came as a tide. He howled loudly in pain, feeling that his left leg was gone.


    Ye Wanlan was very calm, turned his head and asked Binghe and Tiema politely: "Your gentleman wants to break his legs like this, right? Or something else?"


    "Yes...yes, yes!" Binghe felt cold sweat falling down, and his body couldn''t help but tremble.


    Three months ago, they came to Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng was not on the border and was an international metropolis. There were very few gangs and evil incidents, and the Glacier and Iron Horse were also very leisurely.


    This is the first time he has seen Ye Wanlan fight.


    At this moment, Binghe truly realized-


    Ye Wanlan looks elegant and gentle on the surface, but in fact he is a violent killer, and he is just as good as their young master!


    Binghe even sympathized with Manghu, who was not good at provoking, why did he provoke these two people?


    "Okay, then that''s the break." Ye Wanlan withdrew his feet and said lightly, "You can take him away. You can''t sleep at night. I''ll go over to chat with your husband."


    Binghe dared not refuse: "Miss Ye, please come here."


    Iron Horse used the sack that had been prepared long ago to trap the fainted Manghu, and then carried the sack and followed behind Binghe.


    **


    In the darkness, a bucket of water was poured down, and the tiger slowly woke up.


    But as soon as he woke up, he had not fully opened his eyes to see where he was, and the originally broken leg bones were hit again.


    "Ah-!" Manghu couldn''t help but scream in pain, and the smell of rust appeared in his throat. He couldn''t breathe.


    "Manghu, whose real name is Tong Keli, is from Jiangcheng who was born after the 1980s." A voice said without rushing, "At the age of eight, he was appointed as his adoptive father. He changed his mind ten years ago and secretly harmed dozens of innocent lives..."


    Manghu was frightened when he heard it.


    Who is the master of the voice? How can you even know his life since childhood, and even how many lives he has been infected with his hands? !


    After Yan Tingfeng finished speaking, his eyelashes drooped and gently summarized them in four words: "The crime cannot be punished."


    "Who are you? Do you know who is covering me?" Manghu was shocked and angry, "If you really dare to touch me, Brother Xu will not let you go!"


    "Who are you looking for?" Yan Tingfeng lost his patience, lowered his head and smiled, "Is Xu Lu?"


    His feet happened to step on Manghu''s hand, and another heart-wrenching pain came.


    Manghu couldn''t even wail, and his body was curled up together and his limbs were completely unconscious.


    And since he was brought here to now, he hasn''t even seen the man''s face clearly!


    Just listening to his tone of gentleness, he was extremely ruthless.


    What did he do, why did he get into such a person? !


    Yan Tingfeng slowly moved his feet away: "You can deal with the rest of the matter. Bureau 723 will collect evidence of his crime and leave it to the law for handling."


    "Yes, young master!" Binghe snorted coldly and dragged away the struggling Manghu away.


    With Manghu’s actions over the years, the death penalty is not an exaggeration. Yan Tingfeng wiped his hands clean and took out the long knife he carried with him.


    Ye Wanlan, who walked in with a glass of juice, caught a glimpse of the knife, and her eyes condensed: "This knife..."


    Yan Tingfeng looked up and smiled gently: "What''s wrong with this knife?"


    "Nothing." Ye Wanlan shook his head slightly, "It looks like an antique, and it has been in many eras."


    "It''s considered an antique." Yan Tingfeng nodded with a smile, pushing his weapon that he never left and would never deliver to others, "Touch and see?"


    Ye Wanlan''s hand was placed on the blade with a cold light.


    As if there was something in response, the blade trembled gently, as if responding to something.


    Ye Wanlan''s fingers touched the blade from the blade to the handle, and she couldn''t help but exclaim: "Good knife."


    "Good knife?" Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows, "But it has drunk a lot of people''s blood."


    "Weapons are for self-defense, not for invasion." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "If there is an enemy, you should kill them."


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyelashes moved slightly: "This is the first time I heard such a statement, but after thinking about it, it is not wrong."


    "You just asked me what''s wrong with this knife. I just remembered the master of Shenxiao Tower." Ye Wanlan thought for a moment and said, "In unofficial history, he studied under the sword saint, but he used the sword as his sword and realized the truth alone. His sword skills were superb, and his martial arts were even better than his master, the sword saint."


    This is not unofficial history, but the information handed to her by her secret guard.


    At that time, when talking about swords in the world, everyone thought of the master of Shenxiao Tower.


    Of course, the owner of Shenxiao Tower is indeed mysterious and has never revealed his name to the public.


    Everyone in the world respectfully calls him "owner" and those who are close to him in Shenxiao Tower will call him "Young Master".


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyes gradually became deeper, but a little smile appeared on his lips: "There is still such a unofficial history? This is the first time I have heard of it."


    There are very few records of him in historical books.


    Although Shenxiao Tower had many exchanges with the imperial court and Ning Zhaozong also sent people to give gifts many times, he was a man in the martial arts world after all, and the historian''s intrigue to him was always superficial and just mentioned it in one stroke.


    There will definitely be no such thing as his learning from the Sword Saint in history books.


    Can you even misunderstand by writing a random unofficial history?


    But how grand the vast world was in the past, even the martial arts novels with great imagination today did not depict three-point grand scenes.


    The Taiyi doctor who resurrects the dead and fights with the sky; the Taisu Xiang who has a clever trick!


    The will of the founding marshal of the Ning Dynasty, the Shen Ce Army guarding Shenzhou with eight thousand spears!


    The phoenix dances with a shocking phoenix, breaking the formation and stunning musicians!


    There are also two major sects of Penglai Mountain and Beiming Buddhism that inherit Taoism and techniques. Although the two sects have lived in seclusion on the mountain for many years, one can speak and follow the Dharma, and the other can seize the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.


    The six major sects, coupled with a sword saint who is elusive and wielded by swords, outlines a huge and vast world.


    Ning Chao''s national strength is the best in the world, and it also has half of the contributions to the world.


    "Yes, I have read a lot of unofficial history." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "The last time you said you liked Princess Yongning, so you should have read all her unofficial history."


    Yan Tingfeng shook his head, "I just want to know her from real events, otherwise it would be too illusory."


    No one knows now that he already had a deep understanding of Princess Yongning three hundred years ago.


    Their names have been mentioned together many times, only to meet.


    Over the years, Yan Tingfeng has regretted it.


    He thought at that time that they were still very young and would have many opportunities to meet in the future.


    After all, as the crown prince, she will take charge of the temple in the future. He is the leader of the martial arts world and will unify the world. He will definitely communicate with each other. He can wait for a suitable opportunity.


    But who would have thought that if you waited, you would never wait any longer.


    "What''s wrong?" Ye Wanlan spoke and pulled Yan Tingfeng''s thoughts back.


    He came back to his senses and looked gentle: "It''s nothing, it''s too late, I''d better send Miss Ye back to rest."


    **


    The next day.


    Lin Yue didn''t sleep well all night, and when he closed his eyes, Lin Ruyu''s face looked bloody.


    At eight o''clock in the morning, he entered the First Hospital unbearably.


    Lin Yue was confused when he found out that Lin Ruyu''s condition was normal.


    Isn’t it what he thought?


    Lin Yue spoke carefully: "Mom, did you sleep well last night?"


    In one sentence, the ward was quieted down.


    Lin Ruyu looked at him: "Why do you ask that?"


    Lin Yue opened his mouth: "I-"


    "If you don''t say it, I''ll talk for you." Ye Wanlan stood at the door with his arms wrapped around him, "Aunt, this is the thing."


    "Ye Wanlan, shut up!" Lin Yue became panicked and rushed forward to pinch her neck.


    ?I used to have a dream of martial arts, and Sister Lan added some new elements to this book~~


    ??It''s a little late to see you tomorrow~~


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    (This chapter ends)