Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 215 Heavenly Ghost Sword Art, Boundless Walker

Xinghua Xiaozhu, the place where I met Yuan Wuxiang for the first time.

Lu Shu leaned over to take care of the flower garden in the fence, and sent Kunpeng back from Hongmian. Seeing her serious appearance, she couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility.

In the previous battle, he only brought Yuan Wuxiang with him, while Lu Shu was left here. He walked towards her and found another person leaning against the side wall of Xiaozhu.

"The two of you have been waiting for a long time."

After approaching and saying hello, Lu Shu got up upon hearing the sound.

"Young master is back!"

There was joy in Xiumei's eyebrows, and the person leaning against the wall also looked over, and let out a cold snort when he saw Ji Kunpeng.

"I made you worry." Ji Kunpeng comforted Lu Shu, and then pretended to praise: "In a short period of time, this flower garden has been organized in an orderly manner. Miss Luzhu is really beautiful and ingenious."

Lu Shu took a look at Yuan Wuxiang, and said with a smile: "Young master, the prize is over, and Silver Leopard has also helped a lot."

"Young master must be thirsty after rushing all the way back, Luzhu will go and make tea for you."

Sensing carefully that the atmosphere was different, Lu Shu turned around and returned to the house without waiting for Kunpeng to answer or not after finishing speaking, leaving space for the two people who had obviously misunderstood.

"Why don't you wear a mask today?" Ji Kunpeng came to Yuan Wuxiang and asked.

He didn't stop Yuan Wuxiang from leaving that day, he thought he would part ways, but he didn't expect that the little boss would come back with such a promise.

snort!
Yuan Wuxiang didn't answer but turned his head away, as if he didn't care about labor and management.

When he was in Fudo City, Qilinxing told him his guess, and the high probability of Taiyao Huangjin's death was part of Ji Kunpeng's layout.

Although Su Zhenzhen also implicitly hinted that Taiyao Huangjin might be voluntary, but Yuan Wuxiang still feels very uncomfortable with the matter of taking his friend's life to make arrangements.

Ji Kunpeng knew the reason for Yuan Wuxiang's attitude at this time.

Knowing that he was alienated from him because he sat and watched Taiyao Huangjin go to death, Mouyu felt very sorry for this, and he still wanted to be friends with Xiaodangjia.

Shaking his head, without further explanation, Ji Kunpeng said lightly: "The guards along the way, the kindness between you and me is over, let's part now."

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxiang turned around abruptly.

"You want to drive me away?"

Immediately, he realized that there was something wrong with his words, and immediately put on a straight face: "The head of Yinbiao will promise for the rest of his life, and if he speaks out, he will protect you until you find a new guard."

Seeing his duplicity, Ji Kunpeng stopped talking, turned around and walked to the stone table under the poplar tree and sat down.

He glanced at the scenery of the river and lake, and then shouted into the house.

"Luzhu, is the tea ready?"

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Shu pushed the door out with a cup of steaming tea, obviously ready for a long time.

"Young master, please taste."

Lu Shu served the tea to Ji Kunpeng's table, then stood behind him and gently pressed his shoulder.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Picking up the cup and taking a sip, Ji Kunpeng looked at the river bank.

The combined plan was broken, and he didn't plan to make other layouts until he thought of a more comprehensive plan.

As for Jiuluntian and Qixie
Having just kicked the steel plate of Taiyao Huangjin, Jiuluntian should have shifted his target if he is not stupid, but currently the only ones who can become their targets on the table are Fudocheng and Sanjiao.

The cards in Fudong City have not yet been played, and there are Bibola and Di Buddha in the Buddhist sect, as well as the previous commander, Chan Xian Xueyin. As long as the Sinking King does not move out, the Sinking King should protect himself. If these two are removed, the result is obvious.

Either Taoism or Confucianism.

But this is a matter of the Three Teachings, Ji Kunpeng is not going to intervene, his current focus is still on Shen Yifei.

Well, there is also Qixie, he.
Anyway, he doesn't know his real goal. Since he likes to bet on the three religions, he won't fight with him. Judging from his habit of betting one game for another place, after Su Zhenzhen is released, he will naturally transfer Target.

Thinking of Qi Xie and Xie Fengdi in the original play, Ji Kunpeng laughed dumbfounded.

"What did you think of, young master, so happy?" Lu Shu stopped her hands and asked.

"It's nothing, the way of heaven should have completed the task, let's go back to the red crown."

"Didn't you just come back from there!"

After delivering the task with Shenji, Ghost Blade Xihen set off to return to the Sword Sealing Tower, on the way home.

The god of death blocked the pass coldly, and the cold wind swept over with a chilling air.

The familiar white figure was the one he was thinking about. Feeling the majestic sword intent on the opponent, Ghost Blade Xihen's body trembled slightly.

Not fear, but trembling with excitement!
"At first, I thought about going back to the Sword Sealing Pagoda first, and then I will find you for a duel. That's fine."

After the words fell, Zhu Canmingfeng, who was behind Ghost Blade Xihen, drew his hand out of the sheath, and then his steps sank, and the swordsman raised his hand.

"Come on, let me see what you can do with your sword."

There was no response, Qi Ji explained the intention of coming, Tian Zhidao turned around and turned into a sword, fully absorbing the sharpness and killing intent.

Immediately, the streamer flashed across his eyes.

The shadow moves, the sword follows.

when!
Famous swords clash, the sound is like the sound of a phoenix, echoing crisply.

"not bad."

Feeling the force from the sword, although Ghost Blade Xihen was shaken back, his fighting spirit became even more bold.

The hand is fast, the sword is fast, the blade swirls lightly, and the light is divided into three parts.

On the other hand, the way of heaven is silent, and the sword's edge is only at the enemy's point.

Jingle bells
The sword light overflowed, the sword energy swept across, and an extreme sword fight broke out in the jungle.

Ten miles away, a white issuer holding a jade bamboo stick suddenly stopped and turned to look into the distance.

"Such sword intent, is a top master."

The hand holding the bamboo stick knocked unconsciously, obviously interested in going to watch the fight, but there was an expression of indecision on his face.

While hesitating, a girl's crisp voice came from my ear.

"Go if you want, Miss Ben can take care of herself, if you waste time here, it's over for everyone."

Hearing this, the white issuer smiled.

"Then I would like to trouble Missy to stay here for a while."

The sword style is like madness, and the real essence is rapidly lost under the rapid attack. Ghost Blade Xihen knows that his cultivation level is not as good as that of the opponent, and only swordsmanship can win.

Think about it.

Separated by the life-taking sword, Ghost Blade Xihen turned over and opened the distance. After landing, he sucked lightly and exhaled heavily, reproducing Xihen's famous move.

【Twilight Scars】

Flying and leaping, a rainbow appears in the evening stream.

In an instant, a huge hole was cut in the dome, as if the heavens were in disaster, and the world was in danger!
"The sword move is not bad, but unfortunately, it is tangible and unintentional."

As the words fell, the Dao of Heaven raised his sword power, and with a simple and unpretentious sword, he stabbed at the coming Luohong sword.

Ding!
The sword tip collided, the power was transmitted through the body, the earth was shaken, and the space was condensed.

Immediately, the surrounding speed resumed, Tian Zhidao turned his wrist lightly, and the sword intent gushed out like a sharp sword out of its sheath with majestic and deep kung fu.

boom!
The figure above flew upside down in response to the sound, and stood up with difficulty after landing. There was a deep sword mark on his chest, bleeding profusely.

"You can't kill Qing, this enmity should be settled by Kuang Dao, we didn't want to intervene, but you."

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't have hurt Taiyao Huangjin!"

The words stopped, the air condensed, Tian Zhidao's eyes were indifferent, and the killing intent was undisguised.

"It's useless to talk, let's do it, cough cough"

Although defeated, he is proud but does not tolerate humiliation. Ghost Blade Xihen uses a sword to support his body, standing still.

The Dao of Heaven didn't say much, and with a swipe of Invincibility, the sword glow flew out, directly grabbing Ghost Blade's throat.

At the moment of crisis, a ray of extremely frozen sword energy entered the arena and bumped into the sword light.

With a bang, the sword energy turned into a cloud of cold mist, and the sword light froze into solid under the mist, its running momentum was greatly reduced, and finally fell to the ground and turned into a piece of broken ice.

Ah!
Tian Zhidao turned his eyes and looked in the direction of the sword energy.

"Let's look for scenery from the mountains and rivers, why bother to fight for fame?

Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are lighter than horses, and the world is vast and let me walk. "

The sound of leisurely and elegant poems sounded, and an indifferent traveler came slowly, with cold currents blowing all over his body, and the wind lingered endlessly.

"My servant, Boundless Walker, Ren Pingsheng, please be polite."

(End of this chapter)