Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 269 Luoshen is merciful and orders the sword to encircle!
In the wilderness, Hong Chenxue and Ying Wuqian launched a magnificent sword fight.

A battle of sword principles, a battle of morality.

A pair of sisters and brothers refused to give in to each other, and the sword energy was rife in the battlefield, and the sound of swords was endless.

The battle stalemate.

Time flies, the sun is setting and the sun is setting, Ji Kunpeng perceives that there is no breath coming here for several miles, and he can't help but click his tongue.

"It's really bearable, just change the name to Old Turtle."

He didn't believe that someone would beat him up like this at the door of his house, Chong Yuzhi didn't know anything about it, and it was obvious that he didn't want to take risks in response to Wuqian.

Knowing that Chong Yuzhi would not come, Ji Kunpeng set his eyes on the field.

"It's almost over, let's end!"

As his words fell, Hong Chenxue, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, separated Ying Wuqian with a sword, and after landing lightly, the long sword was thrown up.

Jinghong Jianxian draws an arc in the air and sinks steadily into the ground in front of him.

"The fluttering wind returns to Jinghong!"

Pulling the strings with both hands, the snow gauze dances lightly, covering the red dust and snow figure, only the sound of the zither is heard, and the sound of the zither and sword energy shoot out from all directions.

Whoosh whoosh.
Ying Wuqian swung his sword quickly to block the flying sword energy, but the continuous sword energy mixed with the sound of the zither disturbed the gods. With such a high-intensity block, he felt that his primordial power was quickly drained within a few breaths.

ding ding dong...

Hongchenxue's sword qi followed one after another, obviously not wanting to hurt him, and trying to capture him alive by expending energy.

Ying Wuqian also knew that if he continued, his strength would be exhausted, but he had no choice.

Compared with Wuxing swordsmanship, he thinks he is not inferior to Hong Chenxue, but in terms of skill affected by talent, he is not as good.

Hong Chenxue's sword energy never stopped, and he didn't even have a chance to break the situation with extreme moves.

Ding, Dang!

Blocking two sword qi again, Ying Wuqian's qi and air were exhausted, and the single front sword was released from his hand.

Seeing that the little brother was no longer able to fight anymore, Hongchenxue forcibly stopped the sword move, and the snow veil fell to reveal Miaoman's figure, the sweat on his forehead glowed, obviously the attack just now was not easy.

"Yunqian, come back with me!"

Hong Chenxue put away her long sword and walked towards Ying Wuqian defenselessly.

Ji Kunpeng faintly felt that something was wrong, and the scene of Bippala giving him the golden elixir flashed in his mind, and he suddenly yelled loudly.

"careful!"

With the sound of drinking, people have already rushed towards Hongchenxue.

But Ying Wuqian smiled coldly.

"late!"

Mobilizing the last trace of primordial power, easily shattered the golden core in the body, and immediately the huge medicinal power circulated through the limbs, Ying Wuqian could only feel the rapid replenishment of the profound power in the body, and raised his hand to accept it.

Yuli Shanfeng returned to his hand.

Swish swish!
The three swords were swiped continuously, Ying Wuqian jumped into the Ten Thousand Worlds without looking back.

Facing the sudden sword light, Hong Chenxue was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, she moved her footsteps to avoid one of them, but the subsequent attack was too late to dodge.

Stab!
The sleeves were bloody, and at the same time, the third sword happened to come straight to the gate of life.

His right arm was injured, and he was unable to lift the sword for a while, and there was no way to avoid it. Hong Chenxue subconsciously closed his eyes, a bit of bitterness emerged in his heart.

Little brother, he really wants to kill me!
A clang sounded beside her ear, the expected death did not come, Hong Chenxue opened her eyes.

He found that Ji Kunpeng stood in front of him at some point, with a sword in his left hand and a folding fan in his right hand behind him.

Looking at his tall and straight figure, the inexplicable sense of security dilutes the previous bitterness.

In fact, Ying Wuqian didn't want to kill Hongchenxue, he swung the three swords just to buy time to escape, but he didn't expect that his elder sister would be so stupid that he didn't take any precautions.

Looking at the fleeing figure, Ji Kunpeng's eyes showed killing intent, he no longer hid his strength, and the aura of surpassing the peak burst out of his body, shaking Xuanhuang all over the world.

The entire Ten Thousand Realms region is dormant under this breath.

But seeing his left hand raised slightly, Qu's parting sword turned into a black awn and galloped towards Ying Wuqian's back.

"Be merciful!"

Hong Chenxue exclaimed from behind.

But Ji Kunpeng seemed to have never heard of it, apparently made up his mind, what's the use of keeping such a person who can even deal with blood relatives.

At this time, a soft touch came from the left palm suddenly, and Ji Kunpeng couldn't help but sigh softly.

Swinging the fan with his right hand and pressing it down suddenly, his parting sword flew past Ying Wuqian sideways.

Then the sword turned into thousands, fell to the ground and sank into the ground.

Ying Wuqian broke into a cold sweat in shock, feeling the sharpness on his back, he knew that if Hong Chenxue hadn't made a sound, he might be gone at this moment.

At the moment, he stood still and did not dare to move.

Feeling the stickiness from the palm of his hand, Ji Kunpeng glanced at it, and found that Hong Chenxue's original light white catkin had been dyed red, and he was holding his left hand tightly at this moment.

Blood dripped down the back of his hand.

"He doesn't care about your life or death, and you still care about him?"

Seeing that she was silent, Ji Kunpeng shook his head helplessly.

People in this world are too sentimental, so there are so many anti-killing cases.

He held Hong Chenxue's hand backwards, rolled up her sleeves, and saw a long wound, which was continuously oozing blood, staining his entire arm red.

Seeing his bare arms like this, Hong Chenxue was a little embarrassed, and opened her mouth.

"you"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she saw Ji Kunpeng's big hand covering her face, and a golden bean was stuffed into her mouth.

Hong Chenxue's eyes widened, and her red lips subconsciously closed.

Gollum!

The golden elixir entered his stomach, and the medicinal power was exerted instantly, and the wound on Hong Chenxue's arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is worthy of being the life-saving golden elixir!
Ji Kunpeng sighed in admiration, and then took out a bright white handkerchief from his arms to help her wipe the blood stains on her arms.

Ji Kunpeng, who has a post-modern thought, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior for a while, but the morning glow rose on Hongchenxue's face, and he glanced lightly at him, not daring to look at him.

Not far away, Ying Wuqian observed for a long time, and saw that Ji Kunpeng's attention was on his sister, so he had the idea of ​​leaving quietly.

As soon as the footsteps moved away, a sudden change occurred!
The ground began to vibrate violently, and several words emerged on the ground.

Suddenly!

Whoosh whoosh!
The sword energy that had been submerged in the ground before sprang out, and the black sword shadow turned into strokes, forming a series of crazy poems in the air.

A sword strikes the formation, and the trap is self-contained.

It turned out to be the order of the way of heaven to encircle the sword!
"If there is another change, under my sword, my life will not be spared!"

Ji Kunpeng's voice sounded, Ying Wuqian heard the reputation, and the two walked towards him.

"Master Ying, can we talk now?"

In fact, there is no need to send Kunpeng a reminder, these verses are floating around Ying Wuqian, locking the surrounding world, making it difficult for him to move.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Ying Wuqian said with a sullen face.

He was not worried about his own life. Although he didn't know what the relationship between this person and his sister was, he knew that he was still useful just because the other party kept him until now.

As long as he is still useful, his life is safe.

"It's very simple. Go to the Public Pavilion and confess to the people of the world the crimes you have committed against Yi Tianxuanmai, and then go to the tide of saints to plead guilty."

Ji Kunpeng repeated to him what he had said to Hong Chenxue.

"impossible!"

Ying Wuqian's expression became very ugly upon hearing this, and then he said in a negotiating tone: "I can confess my crimes in front of Wang Xiaoran and ask for his forgiveness."

Confessing to Wang Xiaoran and confessing to the world are two different concepts.

Yi Mai's bloody case of the former is still buried in the dust, but the truth of the latter is revealed. Ying Wuqian became a Confucian sinner.

"Do you think you have room to bargain?"

Ji Kunpeng frowned, and a letter turned into a sword pierced Ying Wuqian's left shoulder.

Ying Wuqian gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth.

Hong Chenxue, who was watching, trembled, almost thinking that Ji Kunpeng was going to kill him, but seeing that the younger brother was not dead, he felt relieved.

She didn't try to stop him either, she knew in her heart that if Ying Wuqian killed his friend, the chance to save his life was already a special kindness from the other party.

Besides, Ji Kunpeng just saved his life!
　In failure, the fish resorted to commanding Jianwei.

　　The Tao of Heaven scoffed at this: All I need to kill him is a sword, draw a bridge!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)