After Chen Jie killed them, he went all the way to the west, which is the direction of Tianhuang college.
At a great cost, he killed Michael and the paladin, which made him feel a sense of achievement. Both of them are famous strong men in the west, especially Michael.
Chen Jie would never have won so easily if their power of belief had not been exhausted and could not be replenished.
Sunan Canal, here extremely prosperous, shuttle ships and eat and drink constantly.
A barefoot TrackMan, standing on the wet board, tugged at the thin and thick rope of the egg in his hand. The muscles of his hand were black and full of color
Finally, the boat came to shore. Many merchants stepped off the boat. On the shore, a beggar, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with only one leg and one hand, kept kowtowing.
"I beg you, how dare you stand in our way? Get out of here
A young man with a fat face and a cowhide armguard on his arm kicked the beggar away with one foot, and then kicked the beggar's porcelain bowl with another foot.
The porcelain bowl broke into countless pieces and splashed everywhere, causing people around to scream.
"Little beggar, but don't you apologize to the son of the sun family?"
"Poor child, why do you do this to him?"
"Bullying beggars is no skill. There's a way to go to the wilderness City, where the strong are like clouds!"
On the dock, many people were angry, but they were hiding behind the crowd and couldn't tell who was talking.
"Damn, I'll spare you this time. If you dare to get in our way next time, I'll kill you!"
Here is a mixture of fish and dragons. The strong man's nostrils are cold. He glances at the crowd, even when he is ready to leave.
"I'm the first one to visit Sunye in southern Jiangsu. I'm lucky to meet you today. Next time someone who has a long tongue dares to talk nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue!"
Behind him, there are two strong men waiting to guard, guarding a young man with a slight color.
"No kicking, no black bitches."
"How dare you call yourself a Ranger just because you are such a scum?"
Just then, a voice of indifference came from the crowd.
This is a young man in a black cape. He is of great stature, with bronze skin and rough skin.
What makes people unable to move their eyes is that he wears three different knives on his waist, which is simple and unsophisticated.
He came and looked at Sun Ye. His pupils were strangely golden. His eyes were long and thin. He was clearly laughing, but there was a chill.
"Who are you to talk to my young master like this?"
A servant asked loudly, moved his strong arms and strode forward.
"You have no right to meddle in your business and seek death!"
With a roar, Sun Ye drew out his green sword and pointed at the young man. His body erupted with the momentum of building foundation eight steps.
All of a sudden, the crowd around retreated, one by one showing fear.
Yecheng is very small, Sun family is the overlord, usually no one dares to provoke, very arrogant.
The young man sneered. In his long and narrow eyes, the golden pupil shot a cold light, and his body moved slightly.
A cold light flashed by and there were only a few sounds. Suddenly, the sword in Sun Ye's hand was broken into three pieces and fell to the ground!
At first, they were stunned, and then they were in an uproar.
"This... This..."
Sun Ye was stunned and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. The young man didn't seem to move anything. How could his sword be broken?
A cool air spread out from behind him. He suddenly understood that he had kicked himself to the iron plate.
The speed of the opponent's knife is so fast that his eyes can't catch it!
"Now, am I qualified?"
The young man's voice was cold, and the scabbard of the first knife on his waist was still shaking slightly.
"You... You..."
Sun Ye's face turned blue and white, and his whole body trembled.
He looked at the man in front of him again. An ominous idea appeared in his mind.
"Are you asking the sky?"
A name full of bloody smell was slowly spitting out from Sun Ye's mouth. He felt his scalp numb and his heart was clenched.
CE Wentian is a legend in the boat Gang, rising in the micro, talent is high to frightening, known as the first Xia in southern Jiangsu.
His strength is extremely terrible. It is said that he is already a strong man at the top of the four poles. He has a terrible sword technique, the 17th style of burying the moon!
The three servants around Sun Ye showed their fear one by one. It's a strategy to ask God, the first Xia in southern Jiangsu!
"Go away!"
CE Wentian's cold eyes have no temperature. He glances at the crowd and then looks at Sun Ye, who is scared to death
"Don't you apologize?"
On the ground, the young beggar sobbed excitedly, and finally someone came out to help him
"No, my lord... I really don't need to... How can you apologize to me for your noble status?"
However, without hesitation, Sun Ye directly knelt on the ground, blushed and apologized to the beggar.
"If you let me know that you insult beggars again, don't blame me for beheading you!"
"Yes, yes, I dare not!"
Sun Ye bit his lip and reluctantly gave a smile, but his body was shaking.
CE Wentian, a legendary figure on the South Jiangsu canal, is also the second leader of the ten boat gangs on the South Jiangsu canal, and is regarded as an idol by countless young girls in the state of Zhao.
It is said that he was a beggar when he was young. Later, he entered the counsellor's house of TieMa duchy. He had his own name and showed his terrible talent. He was almost invincible in the generation of Counsellor's house.
It's a pity that he didn't like to live a boring life. He left the Counselor's house and took root on the canal in southern Jiangsu.
He survived the numerous assassinations of the underworld figures. There are many means to protect his life, so it is difficult to guess his strength.
"Mr. CE, where are you going? Maybe my sun family can help! "
Sun Ye gets up in a panic and follows CE Wentian, hoping to get in touch with him.
At first, CE Wentian didn't answer, but at last he found that he was not familiar with everything in Yecheng and didn't even know the basic route.
"To Tianhuang college in Tianhuang City, I'm going to practice there."
Ask the sky to step on a boat, along the direction of Sun Ye said, ready to go to the city.
At this moment, his pale golden pupils trembled slightly. On the Sunan Canal, a thin young man was sitting on the bow of an awning boat.
Surprisingly, he was holding a white, almost winged thing in his hand, with a faint aura.
This man is Chen Jie. Since tearing off Michael's wings, he has been studying it all day, and even wants to integrate into the black swallow wings behind him.
"Follow that ship!"
Ask the sky, the corner of the mouth starts to put on a touch of light smile, say to the ship old two.