This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Among the two great Dharma kings of Xuantian Sect, Dharma King Youyun is recognized as powerful, while Dharma King Thousand Faces is mysterious for all to see.

This mystery is not only reflected in the opponent's martial arts skills, but also in the opponent's so-called "thousands of people, thousands of faces" ability. This is not an exaggerated boast, but a fact.

Who is hidden under the mask of the Thousand-Faced Dharma King will always be a mystery. Since Gongsun Huan can be the Thousand-Faced Dharma King, so can others.

As early as 20 years ago, this mask had several different owners, including the current leader, and naturally the person in front of him.

The Thousand-faced Dharma King glanced at Gongsun Huan, who was still staring at death, and then said: "In order to kill him, it has reached the point where His Highness needs to personally take action. Is it possible that the talent in the East Palace has withered so much?"

These words seemed to be sarcastic, but the Crown Princess heard a strong desire for survival from the tone of the Thousand-faced Dharma King. For a moment, her interest waned.

Without saying a word, the Crown Princess slowly put away the long sword, which was as white as paper and not stained with blood, and then slowly disappeared into the night.

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It wasn't until the figure of the Crown Princess disappeared completely that the Thousand-faced Dharma King let out a long breath. The pressure the other party brought to him was never about the level of martial arts.

He lowered his head and glanced at Gongsun Huan, whose corpse was separated. His eyes changed several times, and finally turned into a helpless sigh: "If you had listened to my advice earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this, but you could have died in her hands." Even if you fall under the sword, your wish will be enough."

After saying that, the Thousand-faced Dharma King shook his head, turned around and left with his legs up.

The moment he turned around, another sword light fell. Although it was a precise sneak attack, it was still easily dodged by the King of Thousand Faces.

"How come there is huh?!"

The Thousand-faced Dharma King's heart skipped a beat when he saw the man wielding the sword. The masked guard gave him the same sense of oppression as the Crown Princess in an instant.

But it was only for a moment. The Thousand-faced Dharma King came back to his senses and stared at this person, realizing that it was just his illusion.

"Pretend to be a ghost," said the man who was as sophisticated as the Thousand-faced Dharma King. He saw through this person's disguise at a glance. He sneered: "There is a woman in the Jinyi Guard. What kind of joke is this."

"The bold thief dares to commit murder at the foot of the capital." Huangfu Xiaoyuan raised her sword indifferently, feeling extremely cautious in her heart.

Before coming here, she had not expected to encounter such an enemy. As a royal guard who followed Lu Hanjiang all over the world, Huangfu Xiaoyuan naturally recognized the iconic mask of the Thousand-faced Dharma King.

The corpses here and the big noise just now also confirmed that the other party was not a fake. I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to deal with such a master alone.

"Hmph," the Thousand-faced Dharma King said with disdain, "Since when do you dare to threaten me, even a small character like you? If you don't want to die, just get out of here."

Faced with Huangfu Xiaoyuan's obstruction, Thousand-faced Dharma King felt bored. He couldn't even delay the opponent's level of martial arts. If he wasn't worried about provoking the Jin Yiwei to pursue him, he wouldn't even think of talking nonsense with him. No.

The Thousand-faced Dharma King did not pay much attention to Huangfu Xiaoyuan, and turned around to leave. He saw the cold light in the latter's eyes.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan took a deep breath, and unusual qi slowly wrapped around her raised arm.

"Huh?" Sensing this strange fluctuation, the Thousand-faced Dharma King stopped. He stared at the increasingly restless killing intent on the opponent's sword, and said with some hesitation: "Isn't this feeling, wrong, how could it be."

Just when he hesitated, he heard a tinkling sound in his ears, and then an overly cheerful voice interrupted the silent exploration between the two: "You are running too fast, but wait." Me." Shangluo panted and came to Huangfu Xiaoyuan's side, feeling the hand on her shoulder. The latter frowned, and the cold light on the sword gradually dissipated.

"Why are you here? Back off," Huangfu Xiaoyuan whispered, "This is not someone you can deal with."

Shangluo's arrival made her feel caught off guard and embarrassed. Facing a master of Thousand Faces Dharma King's level, she couldn't protect herself. If she brought another burden, it would be a dead end.

"Here comes another one. Ha, this one is going to die and he will bring two with him."

The Thousand-faced Dharma King laughed endlessly, but his heart was far from as relaxed as he appeared. The reason was because of this silly-looking girl.

The other party was wearing a large cloak and all kinds of weird gadgets all over his body. There were various decorations on his wrists, waist, and toes. He looked like a butterfly. No wonder he was running all the way. It's full of tinkling sounds.

But what the Thousand-faced Dharma King cares about is not the other party's weird dress, but the inexplicable threat emanating from the other party.

This strange feeling made Thousand-faced Dharma King himself find it incredible. With his eyesight, he could easily see that Shangluo's martial arts was not much better than that of a humble third-rate knight.

He could kill a large area of ​​such an opponent with just one finger. He had never looked down upon such an ant-like thing.

But today, it seemed like he was possessed by an evil spirit, and it actually made him feel that this little girl was a threat.

The Thousand-faced Dharma King, who originally didn't want to take action, probably raised his hand slightly to confirm that what he felt in his heart was just that he was thinking too much.

When Huangfu Xiaoyuan saw this, she was naturally prepared, but Shangluo, who didn't know why, hid behind Huangfu Xiaoyuan and gave her a strange look.

As she stuck her head out, a crisp sound came from her waist. She looked down and saw that it was the lamp she had used as a pendant.

Ever since she lit the lamp one time, Shangluo liked to carry it with her more and more. It was pitch black now, so she could use it for lighting.

With this in mind, Shangluo took off the lamp from her waist and held it in her hand. What she didn't know was that this scene made the Thousand-faced Dharma King opposite her stare wide-eyed and freeze on the spot.

The weird-shaped lantern made a crisp trembling sound as it swung, and the strange light emitted from it shrouded Shangluo strangely.

The Thousand-faced Dharma King stared intently at the lantern in Shangluo's hand. After confirming that he was not mistaken, he felt like a ghost in an instant. His mouth under the mask opened wide, and his eyes looked like he had seen a ghost.

"This - how come this thing is in your hands?!" The Thousand-faced Dharma King let out a hysterical and strange roar, which was a high-pitched voice that was strangled at the throat.

"Huh?" Shangluo tilted her head, revealing a pair of big doubtful eyes.

Although Huangfu Xiaoyuan didn't know what happened, she felt that the opportunity was rare, so she immediately stabbed him with a sword like lightning. Unexpectedly, the Thousand-faced Dharma King was panicked and was actually stabbed by her sword.

At this moment, the Thousand-faced Dharma King did not even feel ashamed of being hurt by his junior. The dignified Dharma King of the Xuantian Sect, one of the top masters in the world today, actually ran away.

The Thousand-faced Dharma King ran as fast as he could for his life, leaving Huangfu Xiaoyuan and Shangluo stunned on the spot.