From the Valley of the Wicked to the Town of Demons

"Bai Jinwei? Why, did you instigate this matter?"

When Jiang Li saw Bai Ruyi arrived, he couldn't help frowning slightly. After all, the other party was the Jin Wei of the Demon Suppressing Division, and things were a bit troublesome.

"This is my property, why? The Shenchuangmen really don't want to be a king, they think they can do whatever they want in this capital."

Bai Ruyi walked slowly, followed by Guo Ren and a few copper guards, both of them drew their knives out, and the scene seemed extremely tense.

"Hmph, you demon master kidnapped the arresters of our God's Catchment Sect. Even if it is heard by Datian, our God's Catchment Sect can make sense of it."

Jiang Li refused to give in, got off his horse and walked to the front, looking at Bai Ruyi.

"Who saw that our demon town master kidnapped your arrest? Stand up."

Bai Ruyi said in a cold voice, his eyes swept over everyone in the God's Catcher, except for Jiang Li, no one dared to look at her.

"Don't quibble, if there is no ghost in your heart, let us go in and search."

Jiang Li released the aura of a fifth-rank martial artist, trying to overwhelm others with force.

"Bastard, the place where we suppress demons is the place where you, the god catcher, searched whenever you wanted?"

Bai Ruyi also let out her aura, and she is also a fifth-rank martial artist.

"I've heard of Bai Jinwei's name for a long time. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Let's ask for advice today."

Jiang Li is a sensible person, he knows that the matter is stuck here, if he can't persuade Bai Ruyi, he won't be able to go in and hunt for Tie Feihua, this will be a worry in his heart.

So now he can't retreat, get rid of Tie Feihua, and then get rid of Yuan San. Only in this way can he sit safely in the God's Catchment Gate.

"What? Jiang Mendu wants to try Bai's skills?"

Bai Ruyi took out the steel knife on his waist and shook it in his hand.

The white and shiny blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight, Jiang Li couldn't help squinting his eyes, seeing that this blade was extraordinary.

This knife is different from the other swords of Zhenyaosi, it is more slender, like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword.The blood groove on the knife body is not obvious, and scales appear faintly under the sun, swimming like a live fish.

"It's really a group of guys pretending to be ghosts."

Jiang Li was disdainful on the lips, but secretly cautious in his heart.The function of the Demon Suppressing Division is to slay demons and eliminate demons, so many things in the division are quite evil, and it can be called a concentration of heresy, so we have to guard against them.

Pulling out the long knife on his waist, Jiang Li's knife is completely different from Bai Ruyi's.

If Bai Ruyi's saber is small and exquisite, then Jiang Li's saber is extremely powerful.

Without any decoration, Jiang Li's knife looked very simple and heavy. The body of the knife was painted with a layer of black paint, which did not reflect in the sun, but it could not hide the chill. Most importantly, it was bloody.

How long has it been since Mendu Jiang drew his sword?The iron catchers of the god catcher secretly recalled.After all, after becoming a gate supervisor, Jiang Li seldom went out to arrest bandits. Even if he practiced in the God Catch Gate, he would do it with bare hands and never touched a knife.

So much so that everyone almost forgot, how many heroes hated the sharp knife that made Jiangyang's thieves fearful when they heard about it.

Ding!
Bai Ruyi made a move, piercing straight with the steel saber in his hand, and actually used the saber to perform swordplay, with light footsteps and extremely fast hand speed, he blocked Jiang Li's left, middle and right three lanes with his saber.

Ding!
Jiang Li also took out his saber. Unlike Bai Ruyi, he only used one saber, a simple and unpretentious horizontal slash, breaking all tricks with strength.

Bai Ruyi didn't touch head-on, but suddenly changed his move, swayed his feet, withdrew the knife and changed from stabbing to slashing, and slashed towards Jiang Li's forehead.

Jiang Li did not show weakness, raised his saber to block it, and at the same time charged forward and swung his palm.

boom!
When the two knives collided, Bai Ruyi took advantage of his strength to back away, and at the same time turned his body to the side to avoid the palm, and then used the strength of the saber to slash behind Jiang Li.

Jiang Li didn't turn his head back, but dodged his body, while staggering the saber, his counterattack was a horizontal slash.

The two were fighting for their lives, and both of them were sharp knives. Their bodies were staggered, and the shadows of the knives were flying, which opened everyone's eyes.

"No, why don't these two people use their internal strength?"

Lin Xiaochuan looked at it, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Although the two of them were fighting lively, they were all using moves, and they didn't use their internal strength, let alone display the magical powers that a fifth-rank martial artist should have.

Unlike low-level warriors, the reason why martial artists are powerful is because they have some supernatural powers. When he was in the Valley of the Evil, several junior masters showed him that that is what a martial artist should have at this stage.

"These two people, there must be some tacit understanding."

Lin Xiaochuan scratched his chin, muttering to himself.After all, although their style of play looks good, everyone is fascinated by it, but it is not useful.

You must know that the muscles, bones and skin of a martial artist are all filled with innate qi. If an ordinary sword cuts it, at most it will leave a shallow mark. These two people's moves are fierce, and they are all killing moves, but even if the sword without internal strength hits it, it can't hurt it. The other party is a little bit.

Without internal strength, without sword intent, and without the magical powers of a martial artist, what is the difference between this and two Ninth Ranks fighting each other?
Lin Xiaochuan didn't know, it was due to his ignorance, there were frictions between various government offices in the capital, and it was normal to fight each other, but everyone had a sense of proportion and formed a tacit understanding.

At the level of a martial artist, everyone will suppress some skills, and it is the rule to determine the outcome by moves.After all, at this level, you can split bricks and rubble with a wave of your hand, and if you release a big move, a group of people will be turned on their backs, causing countless deaths and injuries.

Imagine that a fifth-rank master came to someone else's office, and when he came up, he just blasted out a few big moves. There were many casualties in the yamen, the ground was wailing, and there were ruins and ruins around him. How could he let you go.

Either call back and demolish your yamen, or go to Datian to hear it, and make noise in the emperor's ears.

No matter what, in the end, it is inevitable that a group of people will be dismissed from office, or even their heads will be killed, and no one will get anything good.

This is the officialdom, the yamen is not a martial arts sect, they have their own rules, they have their own bottom line, and they never use force to show off their power.Otherwise, what kind of imperial examinations will be held, what kind of discussions will be held, and everyone can simply recruit heroes from all over the world and form a demolition team to forcibly demolish the yamen one by one.

The two fought for hundreds of moves, but they couldn't tell the difference. In the end, they stood at the two corners of the wall and glared at each other.

"You demon masters and god catchers, are you full of food and have nothing to do, so you actually ran here to fight each other?"

Just when the two were about to make another move, a voice came, and everyone looked, it was an old man surrounded by police officers.

The old man was dressed in an official uniform, and his appearance was not angry. He looked at Bai Ruyi and Jiang Li with anger on his face.

"My lord."

Jiang Li and Bai Ruyi jumped off the wall at the same time, clasping their fists in salute.

The person who came was Pang Meng, the commander of the nine-door admiral's mansion.

This Pang Meng is a ruthless character, he was a mighty general in the army back then, he made great military exploits in the battle with the Northern Man, and after being transferred back to the capital, he served as the commander of the admiral's mansion, in charge of the guards.

Seeing Pang Meng coming, Jiang Li hurried forward and told the whole story.

"This is the matter of your gods, I don't care about it, but if you start a fight in the capital, you have committed a taboo, and disperse quickly. I don't care what kind of gatekeeper Jin Wei you are. If you continue to fight, I will take action." Take someone."

Pang Meng glanced at Jiang Li, his eyes were full of disdain. He has been in battle for a long time. He is not only proficient in the art of war and good at mobilizing troops, but also a fifth-rank martial artist himself.

Seeing that he couldn't get anything good today, Jiang Li took a vicious look at Bai Ruyi, waved his hand, and retreated with his iron traps.