This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 524 Tsing Yi Little Sword
"Hey, what's going on, it seems to be very noisy outside today?"

Bao'er, who was gnawing on the fruit, raised her eyes in surprise, stood on tiptoes and tried to look outside the wall.

"Stupid Bao'er!" Tianquan pulled Bao'er by the corner of his back and pulled him back: "You should be lower! If someone sees the two of us slacking off here, maybe we will be punished."

At this moment, Tianquan was also holding a fruit in his hand, and they had already thrown aside the dustpan for cleaning and the rag for mopping the floor. At this moment, the two brothers were leaning against the tree, lazing very comfortably.

"Brother Tianquan, I seem to see a fire over there, should we go and have a look?" Bao'er said excitedly.

Tianquan glanced at him speechlessly, and said angrily: "Are you kidding? Where do you belong to the Qingcheng faction? Where do the thieves dare to come to us? Oh my god, is it really on fire?!"

Seeing the black smoke in the east, Tianquan was also taken aback. With the quality of Qingcheng disciples, the probability of causing a fire by mistake is not high.

After excluding accidents, the rest is human. Tianquan's heart moved, and he immediately wanted to find out what happened, but when he thought of the task assigned by his master, he looked back at Bao'er, and reluctantly dismissed the idea in his heart.

Stretching out his hand to push Bao'er's stretched neck back, Tianquan said: "It's all trivial matters, not to mention the uncles and the others are all inside the door, the brothers will take care of this matter, we don't have to worry about it, let's clean it at ease. "

"Cleaning, cleaning, what's the use of cleaning these places every day," Bao'er complained with her mouth pouted, "Brother, when did you teach me martial arts?"

"Of course I will teach you when the time comes, don't worry."

Tianquan was perfunctory, took out two more fruits from the cloth bag behind him, and threw one of them to Bao'er, and the two continued to hide in the corner and lazily.

Although eating and drinking fish in troubled waters is quite happy every day, Bao'er's desire for martial arts has never diminished. While gnawing on the fruit, he said sullenly: "Brother, you keep procrastinating like this. When the bad guys come, I'm not going to die right away."

"What are you afraid of?" Tianquan waved his big hand and promised, "don't worry about your senior brother, I am not much older than you, but I am already a famous hero in the world. If the bad guys dare to come, just watch me give him a stick." Poke it home."

"Brother, don't you use a sword?"

"Stinky brat, you'll die if you don't hold your tongue!"

Just when the two brothers were chatting and laughing, a sullen voice suddenly came from above their heads: "Hey, isn't this Tsing Yi Xiaojian, the Taoist priest of Tianquan, living a very happy life."

The playful look on Tianquan's face disappeared in an instant, he squeezed a sword finger in his right hand, and controlled the sword with Qi, the sword on his back flew out automatically without wind, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the treetops above his head.

"Who is it!" Tianquan pulled Bao'er behind him to protect him, raised his head and asked in a cold voice.

Benedict!The sword pierced through the treetops, and the leaves fell one after another, but the owner of the voice changed direction and appeared on top of the wall.

"Hmph, you sneaky guy, how dare you name him!"

Tianquan used the inner strength formula, and the sword on the tree jumped out again with a tremor, drawing a sword light in the air, and flew back into his hand.

"Hey." The man in black didn't answer, seeing the sword energy coming again, he moved his feet quickly, his whole body was like a nimble black cat, scurrying back and forth on the wall, causing the flying sword to hit repeatedly.

"Shadow-Pan Step?" Tianquan saw the opponent's lightness kung fu, and couldn't help laughing: "So it's you! A bare-bottomed flower picker!"

The man in black stopped in his footsteps, his face under the black cloth turned red like a fire, and he cursed angrily: "Stinky boy! Since you remember me! Then let's settle our old scores today!"

"Hehe, I should have said that to you," Tianquan jumped onto the wall with his sword in his hand, and looked at the man in black jokingly, "Last time you ran away before you had time to put on your trousers, How does it feel to run naked on the roof?"

"asshole!"

Being poked at the sore spot, the man in black was furious immediately, and attacked with both hands, punching shadows flying, layer upon layer, like blooming flowers.

"Gorgeous."

Tianquan curled his lips in disdain, then took half a step back, holding the sword with both hands and pointing forward, the flying sword shot away with several bursts of sword energy, and scattered the blooming fist shadow in just a moment, three times Dao Jianguang landed on the ground, and hit the man in black on both shoulders and one right leg.

"This is Tianshu's old Taoist's Zuiyue Sange! How is it possible, when did you learn it?!"

Zuiyue Sanjue is one of Tianshu real people's signature sword techniques, the sword technique is based on the meaning of avoiding the emptiness and the reality, the man in black was startled to realize that the first two of the three sword qi were illusory, and the last sword wounded His legs are solid.

"It's up to you how to run this time." Tianquan smiled, caught the flying sword, turned over a sword flower with his arms, and killed it.

The man in black said unluckily, turned around and ran away, followed by Tianquan: "You hurt your leg! You can't outrun me for sure, obediently surrender!"

"Don't even think about it!" The man in black ran away without looking back.

Tianquan hadn't gone far after chasing him, but immediately frowned, looked back towards the direction of the Miscellaneous Academy, and hesitated in his heart. At this moment, He Feiyang appeared, and he couldn't help but said happily: "Senior Brother He came just in time! Please take care of me Good treasure! I'm going to hunt down that thief!"

He Feiyang nodded: "Junior Brother Tianquan, don't worry, leave this place to Senior Brother."

With He Feiyang's guarantee, Tianquan felt relieved and chased after the man in black, disappearing after a few ups and downs.

It was only now that Bao'er chased them out of the yard with his short legs, but those two people were so quick with light skills that he could catch up with them, and he would no longer be able to find them.

Bao'er couldn't help lowering his head and sighing. After a while, another figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised his head and recognized the other person: "Hey, who are you, hey, Senior Brother He?"

He Feiyang looked at him with a complex expression, and asked knowingly: "Why are you here alone, where did Junior Brother Tianquan go?"

"Oh, Senior Brother Tianquan has gone after the bad guys." Bao'er turned around, and was about to point out the direction for the other party, but found that she didn't know where they went.

At this moment, Bao'er was scratching his head helplessly, and didn't notice that He Feiyang, who was standing behind him, was slowly raising one palm.

On the other side, the man in black injured his leg and couldn't use his lightness kung fu with all his strength. He was caught up by Tianquan in two or three strokes, and the little Taoist put his sword on the opponent's neck: "You lose, let's capture it without a fight."

Although the man in black was defeated, he didn't show any annoyance on his face, instead he laughed softly, Tianquan frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

The man in black mocked presumptuously: "I laugh at you for being stupid! Where is the Qingcheng faction? Did I come all the way here just to compete with you? You can't see such an obvious plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, haha Ha ha!"

"Hmph! You think the young master doesn't know your tricks! Senior brother He is here, so forgive me for being a messy accomplice like you, and you won't be able to make any waves!"

Tianquan said indifferently, when he was considering whether to teach the other party some lessons, he heard the guy on the ground suddenly raised his head and shouted——

"Boss! I will give you all of my share, join hands with me, and get rid of this brat here!"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the dark, and he slapped Tianquan fiercely. The latter quickly resisted with his sword. Even if he was prepared in advance, this blow knocked him back more than ten steps before stopping his figure .

Tianquan looked at the extra man in black with an ugly face: "Damn it, there are other masters ambush here! You guy, how many people have you brought!"

Over there, Ghost Yi sighed softly: "Lao Qi, I've already told you not to act rashly. After all, this is the territory of the Qingcheng faction. If Konggu and Guiyunlai are drawn out, neither you nor I can get away safely."

Ghost Seven got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said ruthlessly: "Don't worry, Boss, Lao Jiu should have succeeded, as long as you and I work together, we can solve it quickly!"

Ghost stood still, but spoke again: "Xiaojian in Tsing Yi is not a small person, he is Tianshu's proud disciple, if he kills him, I will pay more, 500 taels."

"500 taels?! Boss, you are so fucking ruthless." Gui Qiyi gritted his teeth and agreed, "Okay! As long as you kill him, I will make up the money for you!"

"It's a deal." Gui Yi smiled slightly, his figure turned into a ghost, and raised his palm to strike Tianquan.

(End of this chapter)