Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 280 The Old Man Farming in Baiyun Temple?

"Oh!"

Dao Dao Jian Gang shot out from the long sword that was as bright as autumn water like a hurricane, cutting the already broken body of the black-eyed man to pieces in just an instant.

"Big, Mr. Big..."

With a dazed face, Zhou Song looked back along the blade of the long sword next to his cheek, and saw that standing behind him at this moment was none other than Mr. Qiushui.

"Mr. Big, it's all my fault, if I don't let my guard down, if..."

The moment he saw Mr. Da, Zhou Song's suppressed emotions suddenly collapsed. He looked at Mr. Da with regret and despair in his eyes, trembling but unable to utter a complete sentence.

"It's not your fault, you did a good job."

Instead of blaming Zhou Song, Mr. Da put one hand on Zhou Song's head, as if he was comforting a child who had been wronged outside, and patted him on the head.

"It's their fault."

His long sword pointed directly at the huge ships lying across the sky in the distance.

……

"Who is this kid?"

Mr. Da's long sword was pointing at the giant ship suspended in the air facing the courtyard.

Yang Zhicheng, the owner of Yanzhou Fengsheng Mansion, sat comfortably on the reclining chair at the bow of the boat, his eyes lit up when he saw the scene just happened before him.

"If the information is correct, it should be Zhou Song, the sixth disciple of Qiushui High Heaven Pavilion just now. He is indeed a good-looking sword with a vertical and horizontal Fangyuan sword. He is a rare sword cultivator, but his heart is a little weaker."

Cao Keng sat aside and nodded approvingly.

"How many people like Zhou Song does Qiu Shui have?"

Yang Zhicheng asked.

"a lot of."

Cao Keng was silent for a while and then replied.

"Is this what you call Qiu Shui's confidence?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhicheng smiled wryly.

"No wonder you were so hesitant before, and you didn't hesitate to use the entire Xianmeng resources. This Qiushui is indeed a hard bone..."

He changed his previous arrogant arrogance and began to take the situation in front of him seriously.

"Then our lord leader, are you satisfied with the effect of the first wave of bait?"

Yang Zhicheng then turned his head and looked at Cao Keng with a smile and asked.

"Qiu Shui's young disciples are indeed somewhat beyond my expectations, but I have also tested that the resentment of this group of resentful slaves can indeed expose the flaws in Qiu Shui's Kun formation, so the situation is still in my estimation. As long as this Once the Kun Formation is broken, under the Heavenly Punishment Formation, no matter how many disciples you have like Zhou Song, it will be in vain."

Cao Keng said calmly.

"What's the situation in other places now? It won't be the same as mine."

Yang Zhicheng asked.

"Bailao Pass and Chunyu Pass are similar to your Tianjing Pass, but Wei Jing of Wuzhi Prefecture in Yuanzhou and Yanchao Pass in charge of Meng Ju of Kunwu Prefecture in Liuzhou..."

"They broke the Yanchao Pass?"

Before Cao Keng finished speaking, Yang Zhicheng asked eagerly. He was very determined to win, and even his companions on the same front would not want them to go ahead of him.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Cao Keng gave Yang Zhicheng a blank look.

"Of course I'm anxious. If these two people take the lead, will I still have the face to hang around in the Immortal Mansion?"

Yang Zhicheng said bluntly.

"What happened, you tell me!"

he asked eagerly again.

"A fairy ship was destroyed at Yanchao Pass, and Wei Jing of Wuzhi Mansion was seriously injured."

Cao Keng frowned and said, he stood up after speaking.

"Impossible. I know the strength of these two people very well. It is impossible for Qiushui to hurt them now!"

Yang Zhicheng had a look of astonishment at first, and then a look of disbelief.

"Who is guarding the Yanchao Pass?"

he continued.

"White Cloud Temple, Yang Wanli."

Cao Keng said.

"That old farmer?!"

Yang Zhicheng had an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Old man farming?"

Cao Keng smiled.

"I'm not afraid to tell you now that Yan Gui is willing to come to help us this time not because of the feud with Qiu Shui, but because of this old man like you said."

He looked at Yang Zhicheng with a mysterious face and said.

"Let me go to Yanchao Pass!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhicheng suddenly blurted out excitedly.

"I will go to the Yanchao Pass in person, you don't have to worry about it."

Seeing his combative appearance, Cao Keng felt a little headache.

"Your patio is closed here. After all, Mr. Da is here, so I don't feel at ease."

He looked at Yang Zhicheng with eyes full of worry.

"Boss Cao, don't you look down on me?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhicheng immediately became angry.

"What is there to be afraid of a false saint? You wait at the Yanchao Pass. I will break through the Tianjing Pass in less than an hour and come to you!"

He spoke confidently and slowly.

"You are good at everything, but you are frizzy."

Cao Keng waved his hand.

"You have to know that my Immortal Mansion can only win this battle but not lose it. To be on the safe side, I have ordered He Miao to ask Changzhou Xu Daoning to come to help you."

He said with a serious expression.

"No! Let him stay with He Miao, I don't need anyone else here."

As soon as Cao Keng finished speaking, Yang Zhicheng immediately refused.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Cao Keng's expression froze, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared on his originally gentle face.

"Say it again?"

He looked at Yang Zhicheng with sharp eyes and said coldly.

Seeing that Yang Zhicheng took a step back unconsciously, he just swallowed, and he no longer had the arrogant and domineering expression just now.

"Warning you again, everything will be carried out according to my plan, don't do unnecessary things, otherwise don't blame me for not remembering the old love."

Cao Keng walked up to Yang Zhicheng, and gave another warning with a cold expression.

"Yes."

It could be seen that Yang Zhicheng was still unwilling, but he still lowered his head consciously.

It didn't take long to see Changzhou Xu Daoning behind him leading a group of Griffin and Heavenly Riders to Tianjing Pass.

After Cao Keng explained a few words to Xu Daoning, he hurried towards the direction of Yanchao Pass.

"Presumably this is Senior Yang Zhicheng, the master of the Fengsheng Mansion who is famous for his efforts to pull up mountains and rivers?"

Xu Daoning walked up to Yang Zhicheng, squinted and smiled and cupped his hands.

But Yang Zhicheng ignored Xu Daoning, just lifted the two iron balls tied by iron chains, which were as tall as a person, and then grabbed the iron chains with one hand and lifted the iron balls and shouted:
"Release the second wave of resentful slaves, and we will crush this courtyard gate in one go!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Xianfu soldiers in a row of more than a dozen first ships also followed him and yelled in the direction of Tianjingguan full of killing intent.

"You just stay here, the young master of the sect with thin skin and tender flesh."

Amidst the deafening and orderly roar of the Immortal Mansion soldiers, Yang Zhicheng slowly turned his head, and looked at Xu Daoning with a soft and cold tone:
"Don't hold me back!"

He paused, then continued with a smirk:
"If you really want to do something, you can go to the bed in my room and wait for my triumphant return."

After speaking, he laughed, and then jumped off the boat with two iron balls.

"Farewell to Palace Master Yang."

Xu Daoning's expression remained unchanged, he still squinted and smiled, and sent Yang Zhicheng away respectfully with his arms folded.

As soon as Yang Zhicheng walked away, he raised his eyes in Yang Zhicheng's direction, and the ruthless look in his eyes flashed away.

(End of this chapter)