The best fake eunuch.

"There is no shame in my heart, why should I be afraid of ghosts taking my life!"

After taking care of seven people, Yi Fei got on the roof of the house and headed towards the Yamen again.Because of what the seven people said just now, the speed of house trading has increased a lot.

The house is carefully hidden on the roof of the yamen courtyard, and the exposed head is carefully observed below.In the entire yamen, except for the guardian guards dressed as horse bandits, there was no one in the courtyard. The gate was locked and it seemed quiet.

Even so, Fang Fangyi still did not dare to act rashly.While thinking, suddenly a crow landed on the other side of the roof, and the house Yi had an idea, grabbed a tile and threw it down.Even if there is a trap and someone is alarmed, it will be thought that the crow dropped the tile.

After the tile hit the ground, it shattered.After waiting for a while, no one came out.The surrounding windows and doors were closed tightly, and there was no sound at all.

Looks like there's really no one left.

Fang Ziyi was about to get up and go down, when suddenly there was a sharp sword aura from behind.Feeling that the sword energy was not coming towards him, Fang Fangyi quickly hid his body.

Quietly turned around and looked, the sword energy had disappeared, but the more than 100 guardian guards outside the door were all lying on the ground, not even a single one was alive.

What a powerful kung fu, what a terrifying swordsmanship.

When the house was sighing, the figures of the two landed on the roof openly.One of them glanced at House Yi and ignored him.

It's them!

Fang Fangyi had already seen who was coming, and standing with his hands behind his back was the Kyushu Sword King he had seen before, and holding a Zen staff at the side, and the one with kind eyebrows and big eyes was the monk in heavenly clothes.

It seems that the person who rescued me that day should be Senior Sword King.What are they doing here?Could it be that Vulcan didn't leave at all, but hid below.Thinking of this, House Yi's back felt cold, secretly glad that he didn't show up.

"Old ghost, old friend is here, why don't you come out and see him?" Kyushu Sword King stood facing the wind, looking ahead, and said slowly.

But every single word, it was easy to hear when he entered the house, as if thousands of small sharp swords had pierced his ears, which made him unbearable.Shocked, he hurriedly used his kung fu to resist.

After calming down for a while, Fang Ziyi became even more puzzled.old ghost?Could it be that Vulcan left, but the old ghost was hiding below.That's not right, the Sword King saved me that day, he must have chased the old ghost here, and shouldn't wait until today.

I can't figure it out, and I don't want to house easy, just wait for the next article.

The Kyushu Sword King's voice fell to the ground, but no one responded.

"Old ghost, it seems that I and the monk came at the wrong time. You should have reached the most critical juncture in dissolving the nine-yin cold poison in your body. It may take some time for the god of fire, so do you want me to fight with the monk? Helping you?" The Kyushu Sword King raised his voice and said, but there was a lot of gloating in his words.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness, this old man has nothing else to do, so I recite a heart sutra for the old ghost to help you."

The monk in Tianyi poked the Zen stick in his hand aside, sat cross-legged slowly, put his hands together, moved his lips lightly and began to chant sutras.

"Not good, the internal force is out of control."

Fang Fangyi was exercising his kung fu, when suddenly the internal energy in his whole body began to agitate, and he couldn't control it at all.

"The "Pure Heart Mantra" can solve the predicament of the donor."

Fang Fangyi was struggling to hold on, and when he was trying to find a way, his internal energy suddenly calmed down, and a deep voice appeared in his mind.Fang Fangyi didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" silently, and sure enough, as soon as he recited the "Pure Heart Mantra", his whole body suddenly calmed down.

Gratefully, he glanced at the Divine Monk Tianyi, and found that the Divine Monk Tianyi was sitting there still motionless, while the Kyushu Sword King was not affected at all.Fang Fangyi secretly admired these two people. Compared with them, he was still far behind.

"Jie Jie, bald donkey, you think your "Curse of the Devil" can do nothing to me, I will suck up your blood today and use it to increase my power."

"Hmph, old ghost, you should never die. You like to hide in the ground. Since you won't come out, I'll invite you to come out." Although the Kyushu Sword King remained calm, he was secretly paying attention to the hiding place of the old ghost. , when the old ghost was speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a huge sword shadow shot towards the ground.

"Come out!"

When the sword shadow went down, the bluestone slabs on the ground exploded immediately. The Sword King still didn't intend to stop. He kept waving his hands, and the sword beams burst towards the ground one by one.

The whole courtyard was full of dust and nothing could be seen.The Sword King withdrew his hands and looked down. When the dust settled, a large pit appeared in the ground, but there was nothing inside.

"Hmph, let me see how long you can hide?"

Kyushu Sword King and Tianyi Shenseng went down at the same time and landed in the courtyard, the two of them looked around.All of a sudden, the Zen staff in the hands of Divine Monk Tianyi was thrown down suddenly, and the whole Zen staff went into the ground.

"Jie Jie, you have been fooled, just because you also want to kill me, when I dissolve the cold poison in my body, I will definitely suck all your blood, and I will relieve my hatred in my heart."

"Hide your head and show your tail, die!"

The Kyushu Sword King stretched out his hand and shot out a sword light, and went straight to the place where the old ghost's voice came out.Unexpectedly, when the sword light went ten feet away, it suddenly dissipated.

"Haha, Your Excellency ruined my big business last time, and today I will try the Nine Heavens Burning Luo Formation prepared for you. After the two of us leave the customs, I will take your lives."

It's Vulcan's voice, how did they hook up together.

Fang Fangyi was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a burning heat.Looking inside, twelve people had already surrounded Tianyi Shenseng and Kyushu Sword King.These 12 people are the twelve envoys who have been following Vulcan.

Twelve people performed their exercises at the same time, and the surroundings suddenly seemed to be on fire.As the heat wave dissipated, the surrounding air seemed to be evacuated. Even if the house was easy to hide in a dark place, it felt like it was about to suffocate.

I said that I just threw stones to ask for directions, but there was no response. It turned out that I was waiting for two big fish.The sword king and the god monk came at this moment, they must have counted on the critical juncture of the old ghost and the fire god's retreat.

House Yi thought about the two old men hiding in the ground, and suddenly felt a chill, one of them could not be as good as Long Yang.

"The old ghost's retreat has reached a critical juncture. You and I joined forces to quickly break through this big formation, and we must not give him a chance." The sword king's clothes fluttered, two gleams burst out in his eyes, and a wave appeared in his hand. The simple and unpretentious long sword, the whole body of the sword is blue, like water.

This sword is called Gongbu, and it was cast at the same time as Longyuan and Tai'a. It is a peerless soft sword that can be tied around the waist at will.The Sword King hadn't used this sword for many years, and he was really angry when he made the cloth at this time.

Watching the fight on the field, House Yi hid in one place and didn't make a move. He knew himself. The sword king and the monk's martial arts attainments were beyond his reach at the moment. This was not a fight of his own level.