Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

"Hey, someone?"

At night, in front of the gate.

Sitting on the horse, He Deyan's eyes flashed and he spotted four blurry figures, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

After killing someone, he didn't run away? !

This situation made He Deyan 70% surprised and 30% stunned, and his brows furrowed tightly.

When this happens, there are only two possibilities:

First, just like the people of the Nine Tribes who were ordered to be executed by the imperial court, they would not escape because there was no point in running away and there was nowhere to escape;

Secondly, the other party is not afraid of the Dihu Gang and feels there is no need to escape.

Thinking of these two points, He Deyan couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, and felt a vague uneasiness in his heart.

However, he looked at the mighty fifty knights behind him, and the uneasiness in his heart was quickly suppressed.

"Everyone, be careful. Anyone who has the ability to kill my son has most likely reached the peak of the seventh level."

He Deyan pondered for a moment and reminded everyone in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Elder He, leave it to us." The fifty seventh-grade men were aggressive and unafraid.

So what if he is at the peak of the seventh rank? Isn’t it hard to beat four hands with two fists? Do you know what it means to have strength in numbers?

"Elder He, that..."

At this time, a discordant voice sounded, "Is it possible that the murderer is a sixth-grade master?"

As soon as these words came out!

All the seventh-grade people looked sideways at the person who spoke, and then burst into laughter.

Among the crowd, the person speaking seemed relatively young and weaker than those around him.

He Deyan recognized him at a glance. His name was Han Feiyu. He was thirty-five years old and had been promoted to the seventh rank not long ago.

The reason why He Deyan selected Han Feiyu this time was mainly because he was in his prime and had abundant strength, far better than those old and frail seventh-grade men.

However, this Han Feiyu seems to be a little timid and lacks experience.

He Deyan asked in return: "Do you know why there have only been two sixth-grade people in this area of ​​the northwest border for so long, and there has never been a third one?"

Han Feiyu shook his head: "Elder He, please speak clearly."

"There are two main reasons."

He Deyan continued: "First, this area lacks resources and cannot cultivate a third sixth-grade warrior. Therefore, those young warriors who have aspirations will definitely leave here and go to the Western Regions or the Central Plains to find opportunities."

Han Feiyu raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he had heard of this matter, and he couldn't help but ask: "What about the second reason?"

He Deyan said slowly: "The second thing is that the northwest border area is too remote. Experts from outside are either active in the Central Plains or the Western Regions, or travel between the two places through the Loulan Ancient Road, so they will never come to us. ."

That's it!

Han Feiyu suddenly realized that this was true.

In the northwest border land, a third sixth-grade cannot be produced inside, and the sixth-grade from outside will not come in.

As a result, the unique geographical environment has caused that there have only been two sixth-grades competing for hegemony here for a long time.

"I'm still young and have great hope of being promoted to the sixth level. Maybe I should consider when to leave the western border."

Han Feiyu's mind was filled with excitement, and he suddenly felt the pride of a man with ambitions in all directions.

next moment!

He Deyan had already dismounted and stepped into the gate. Everyone quickly dismounted and followed suit.

At the same time, a lantern lit up in the courtyard, reflecting the figures of Wei An and the others.

Chen Wanyi hung the lantern under the eaves. The white paper lantern swayed slightly in the wind. The pale light quietly dispelled the darkness. The moonlight poured in dimly, and the three people were silhouetted against each other.

Seeing this scene, He Deyan stopped in the yard and shouted at the four people:

"Wu Changshui, get out!"

"You called me?"

Wu Changshui stood under the eaves, looking at the dozens of people in the yard, trembling and swallowing saliva.

He didn't dare to go out, so he shouted back: "You, you guys broke into private houses, what are you doing?"

He Deyan glared at Wu Changshui, put his hands behind his hands and said: "He Deyan of the Dihu Gang is here, and he is here to seek justice for the members of the Dihu Gang who were killed."

Wu Changshui glanced at Wei An subconsciously.

At this moment, Wei An walked over.

"Who is this person?"

He Deyan's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his eyes suddenly focused on Wei An.

He is 1.8 meters tall and carries a sword!

"Is the person who killed my son He Yuzeng the same person?"

He Deyan took a deep breath, and a strong fire of hatred suddenly ignited in his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, all eyes were focused on Wei An.

It's a pity that none of these people have seen Ji Canghai, and no one recognizes him.

Wei An's eyes were indifferent. He looked at He Deyan and found that the weapon he was carrying was a knife. Without answering, he asked: "You are also an old member of the Dihu Gang, right?"

He Deyan had a sudden thought. Others might not understand what the "old department" stood for, but he knew it very well.

So he snorted coldly: "What's wrong with the old team? He has been a member of the Dihu Gang from beginning to end!"

After a pause, he shouted coldly again, "Who are you? What grudges do you have against our Dihu Gang?"

Wei An said calmly: "I am asking the question now, you have to answer it well."

"presumptuous!"

A middle-aged strong man next to He Deyan roared in vain, stepped out, and said to He Deyan: "Elder, stop talking nonsense to him, my subordinates will capture him now."

He Deyan was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "Xu Hu, this person is not simple. You have to attack with all your strength, even if you don't leave any survivors."

"it is good!"

The strong man Xu Hu laughed, with a ferocious look on his face.

A group of seventh-grade people watched helplessly as Xu Hu tried to take the lead, but no one showed any dissatisfaction.

There is no other reason. This Xu Hu is very warlike and likes to kill people. He often takes action not to compete for credit, but more to satisfy his perverted desires.

Furthermore, Wei An's origins and strength are unknown. If someone is willing to go out and find out the details, others will naturally be happy to see the results.

Immediately, Xu Hu revealed his weapon, a nearly two-meter-long ghost-headed sword, almost as tall as his body.

"Bah!"

"Kill me!"

Xu Hu held up the ghost-headed sword with both hands, rushed towards him, suddenly jumped up high, and slashed at Wei An's head and face.

"It's too slow to move."

Wei An looked at it with disdain, and immediately drew the sword out of its sheath. The blade swung from bottom to top, tracing an extremely mysterious trajectory, forming a sad and beautiful waning moon.

The heart of the sword is bright and the moon is waning!

This sword technique has been perfected by Wei An, and its power is comparable to the third form of the White Lotus Sword Technique, the White Lotus Sword Technique.

But with the blessing of the sixth grade power, this sword exploded with unprecedented brilliance.

In an instant, everyone seemed to have a collective illusion, feeling like two moons appeared in the sky.

Xu Hu fell from the sky, and then his body split into two, and the two halves fell to the ground from both sides of Wei An's body.

The scary thing was that his body didn't start spurting blood until he fell to the ground.

Wei An still stood there, sheathing his sword as if it had never been moved.

The world was filled with gasps of air!

"What a quick swordsmanship!"

"The knife split open Xu Hu. The speed was so fast that Xu Hu's body split open before he even had time to bleed!"

"This man is so strong!"

All the seventh-level people were horrified and shocked by Wei An's sword. They asked themselves, if Xu Hu couldn't catch this sword, they might not be able to catch it either.

To be honest, in a one-on-one challenge, no one has the courage in their hearts, not even Liang Jingru.

He Deyan's expression was solemn and he said in a deep voice: "Whoever captures this person will be recommended by me as the leader of the hall, and there will be many rewards!"

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and greed suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people.