The Shadowless God of the Six Doors

Chapter 323 Kill Feng Zhen!
The highest cultivation level of the six ghosts of Yeji Ridge is their boss, that big fat man, who has a cultivation base of energy, and the others are all cultivation bases of dark energy.

The opponent had a lot of people and had to fight quickly. Zhang Wenjin swayed his body and dodged the knife from the fifth brother in front.The fifth child was sent flying like a cannonball and hit the sixth child behind him.The power of the Bawangshenquan penetrated through the fifth child to the sixth child.

Before the two of them could react, the precious saber Wuying had already been unsheathed, and after passing by, Zhang Wenjin went straight to the third child.The fifth and sixth children behind them fell to the ground with their heads in different places.

Just as Lao San was about to attack Lao Gu, Zhang Wenjin had already approached him, and he slashed down with a knife. The light of the knife flashed towards him, and before Lao San could react, he fell to the ground.

Zhang Wenjin kept walking and went straight to the three ghosts at the gate.Everything happened so fast that the old Gu Tou hadn't reacted yet, but the boss of the six ghosts had already seen that something was wrong and turned his horse around to run away.

Zhang Wenjin slashed down with a knife, shouted "Phantom Knife", and saw three sword lights flying out of the hospital, heading straight for the remaining three ghosts.

The boss of the six ghosts was startled and was about to dodge when the three sword lights disappeared.

"Haha, this is your Phantom Knife? It's so ridiculous, the blade can't even fly out of the yard..." The fat man stopped his voice in the middle of his words, followed by two loud yells. The second and third children behind him The head fell to the ground.

The fat man yelled, and his arm was cut off by the sword light. He was just about to escape, but Zhang Wenjin sat down on his horse and beheaded him with a sword light. The big fat man fell off the horse.

Zhang Wen came in and said, "Who is Hou Sanye inviting today?"

The big fat man was so frightened that his whole body was fat and trembling. He didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so fierce. He trembled and said, "It's the lame Taoist Feng Zhen! He and the third master Hou are good friends!"

After Zhang Wenjin asked, he cut off the fat man's head with a knife.The big fat man looked confused, didn't he should not kill him if he told the truth?

The old Gu Tou in the courtyard was so frightened that he sat on the ground paralyzed, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Old man, do you have a place to go?" Zhang Wenjin asked.

Old Gu shook his head hastily, he was too scared to speak.

Zhang Wenjin handed him his badge and said, "Go to Jinfeng City, find Duan Hong from the Southern Region Branch of Six Gates, and tell him that Zhang Wenjin asked you to go. He will know what to do when he sees the badge."

Trembling, Old Gu took the waist card in his hand, called out his daughter, packed up and fled out of the yard.

"Feng Laodao, this is really a narrow road to enemies! I can't beat Zhang Dongyun, but I can still deal with you." Zhang Wenjin said harshly.

Among the three waves of people chasing and killing him, Feng Laodao of the Palace of Heavenly Kings is the weakest. Although he is a great master, his fighting power is not as good as that of the one-armed old monk Hong who is a junior master.

Zhang Wenjin had tried using the power of dragon and phoenix before, and if it was a life-and-death fight, he still had some chances of winning.Now that his internal energy has grown a bit, borrowing the power of the dragon and phoenix to perform a Falling Moon Slash will not consume all the internal energy in his body, and there is room for his life.

Just after noon, Hou Sanye accompanied the lame Taoist Feng Zhen to drink while waiting for the Six Ghosts of Yejiling in the West Flower Hall in his mansion.

"Master Dao, you don't know how wild flowers smell like wild flowers! Otherwise, I would have found someone to serve you from the mansion or the Yichun Courtyard in the town." Hou San flattered.

Feng Zhen, the lame Taoist at the wine table, was seven times drunk, squinted his eyes and looked at Hou San, and said, "I said Hou Sanye..."

"Master Dao, don't, don't call me that, I can't bear it." Hou San hurriedly interrupted Feng Zhen.

"Hou San, Daoist, I went to fight with Nan Mingwang, but the prince was taken away by someone. Daoist, I have no place to go in the Southern Region, and I am going back to the Palace of Heavenly Kings.

You have to do a good job in the Southern Territory. Many people under the Southern Pluto have voted for you. You have enough manpower now, but you should keep a low profile.When I report to the Heavenly King, the Heavenly King may give you the position of the helmsman of the Southern Territory Branch. "The lame Taoist Feng Zhen said.

"Thank you Daoist for trusting me, but I know that I have little talent and learning. Only you, Daoist, are the most suitable for the position of the rudder master. Don't forget the well diggers when you drink water. These people under my command are all found by you. I am willing to give my all All the wealth of the family supports you. Let the Palace of Heavenly Kings flourish in the southern region." Hou San vowed.

The lame Taoist Feng Zhen laughed out loud after seeing it, and was very satisfied with Hou San.

Hou San was not a fool to start a huge family business. A tree as big as Nanmingwang fell down. It is so easy for a Tianwangdian from other places to take root in the southern region.

The group of people that Feng Laodao tricked him into was just a bunch of gangsters, Nan Ming Wang had nowhere to go, so he took shelter at his house for a while.

Hou San had already made up his mind that this group of people should not be offended, and he would use it as soon as he could use it. If he didn’t need it, he couldn’t let them show up too much. First, arrange these people to live in his old house outside the town, and later Slowly coax all these people away.If it is discovered by the court, it will be said that it was persecuted by them, and a businessman himself has no choice but to do it.

Hou San's calculations were loud, but he didn't know that the catastrophe brought to him by the lame man had already come.

Hou San and the lame Taoist Feng Zhen ate and drank while cursing the Six Ghosts of Yejiling for their bad work.

At this time, Zhang Wenjin had already arrived in the town, had some casual food, and after a little inquiring, he found out about Hou San's mansion.Seeing the guards walking around outside the gate of the mansion, Zhang Wenjin went around to the back door, pried open the back door and slipped in while there was no one there.

There is a kitchen in the backyard, the chef on the stove is still cooking, and several maids are carrying the dishes in their hands and sending them forward unhurriedly.

"Master, you said that the six ghosts of Yejiling are also true. It would be nice to come back quickly after finishing the work. It must take time. Let us cook one after another. The back kitchen is almost done. Third Master Hou and that one also It’s drinkable enough, it’s been almost an hour now.”

"Apprentice, do you know why I spent the longest time working in the Hou Mansion?"

"What?"

"Say a few words less, no one will treat you as dumb!"

There was no sound in the back kitchen, only the sound of pots and pans clashing.

Zhang Wenjin quietly followed the maid who delivered the food to the West Flower Hall.

Seeing someone entering the house, Hou San smelled of alcohol, and said loudly: "Go and ask if the six ghosts of Yejiling have returned, and tell them to bring him here quickly, and show the Taoist master."

At this moment, the door of the West Flower Hall was suddenly pushed open, and a bright knife light like a crescent moon flew towards the lame Taoist Feng Zhen who was sitting in the front seat.

Feng Zhen has been unsatisfactory during this time, and finally found a place to relax. He didn't work hard to resolve it while drinking, so he was already [-]% drunk.

Suddenly feeling a murderous aura, Feng Zhenyi raised his head and forced his drunken eyes to see a sword slashing towards him. He wanted to hide, but his body was half a beat slower than before.The light of the sword crossed the wine table and slashed across Feng Zhen's body.

(End of this chapter)