Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 75 Trap
"Why did Brother Ji come here?"

Wang Luo smiled lightly. He came to the Liu Mansion naturally to avenge the killing of these Rakshasa disciples, so why did Ji Tiancheng come here?
Ji Tiancheng smiled and said: "These Rakshasa disciples have been chasing me recently, if you don't show them some color, how can they let me go."

"But right now, I don't need to make a move."

Ji Tiancheng bowed his head to the bodies of the three people in the gazebo, his eyes were indifferent and unwavering.

"Hehe, so it is!"

Wang Luo finally understood after hearing this, and then fixed his eyes on Ji Tiancheng and said, "Brother Ji, do you need my help?"

"Haha, thank you, but these Rakshasa disciples are far from hurting me."

The two chatted for a long time in the gazebo, and they waited until the sun set before preparing to leave.

Fortunately, this courtyard was given by the current Patriarch of the Liu family to please Luo Sha, so no outsiders dared to break into it, which allowed the two of them to stay for such a long time, and no one noticed.

After the two parted, Ji Tiancheng came to Mutu's inn again. Although Raksha had already lost one master with perfect inner qi and two masters with exposed inner qi, compared to the large number of masters of inner qi in Raksha words, but nothing.

Naturally, Ji Tiancheng would not stop there. In the past few days, he was going to massacre the masters of the Rakshasa, weaken the overall strength of the Rakshasa, and make plans for the holy medicine scripture ten days later.

In the middle of the night, the starlight in the sky fell on the empty and deserted training ground. Ji Tiancheng was leaning on a flat bluestone alone, holding the Zangfeng sword in his arms, looking very lonely, thinking about two names repeatedly in his heart.

"Rakshasa! Demon Cult!"

The Rakshasa is coming out soon, and the Demon Cult is not far away!

All Ji Tiancheng can do now is to destroy the branch of the Devil's Cult - Luocha.

A determined look flashed in his eyes, Ji Tiancheng stood up, quietly looking at the star-spangled distance, with an evil look on his lips, he said, "Raksha, I'm about to make a move!"

The next day, Ji Tiancheng made a move, beheading three Rakshasa masters of inner qi transformation and two masters of exposing inner qi.

On the second day, five Rakshasa masters with exposed inner qi and one elder with perfect inner qi were beheaded.

In three days, he beheaded a master of exposing internal qi in Luosha, two elders with perfect internal qi, a total of 13 people with internal qi flowing and below.

On the fourth day, the situation changed, and all the Rakshasa disciples who had been out of town returned to their lairs near Wenle Mountain.

Regarding this, Ji Tiancheng was naturally smiling.As for Mutu, who has been leading the way, after learning that those small groups of Rakshasa forces have perished, and now that all Rakshasa forces have returned to their lairs, the shock in his heart cannot be further increased.

All the small groups of Rakshasa forces that perished were all told to Ji Tiancheng's address by himself. Even a fool should understand the cause and effect of this.

"There are so many masters in this Rakshasa, but they all died in the hands of Li Chen!"

Mutu took a deep breath, knowing that there are four strong men with perfect internal energy!This is a warrior of the same level as him.

Although Mutu's inner realm is perfect, he doesn't think that he is stronger than the elders in Luocha who have experienced countless battles.

But now Ji Tiancheng killed four masters with perfect inner qi within a few days, which shocked Mutu and made him even more respectful to Ji Tiancheng.

If Mutu was still dissatisfied with Ji Tiancheng before, but only convinced by the Tongtian Sword Sect behind Ji Tiancheng, now he is completely convinced, and he dare not show any dissatisfaction.

Undoubtedly, Ji Tiancheng, who showed his own strength at the tip of the iceberg, has already begun to bloom his glory.

In the dark secret room, Scorpion King sat on the stone chair, his right hand kept beating on the stone table, his face was gloomy.

Under the Scorpion King's seat, there are a group of elders who have just returned from the outside, and their strength has reached the realm of consummation of inner qi. However, the faces of these elders are not very good-looking at this time, some are terrified, and some are sweating.

"Very good, I asked you to find the mysterious swordsman, but you didn't even dare to go!"

When Scorpion King said these words, his face was flat and expressionless, but it made all the elders in the secret room even more flustered, and their waists lowered a little unconsciously.

"Anhuang, what do you think of this matter?"

The Scorpion King's eyes fell on a middle-aged man in Youpao who looked like a scholar.

"The subordinates think that this matter should not be rushed. The mysterious swordsman's strength is extraordinary, and he has repeatedly killed my Rakshasa disciple. There are only two possibilities for his identity."

An Huang cupped his hands, and said these words in a leisurely manner.

"Oh, come and listen to me."

The Scorpion King smiled playfully, and suddenly a small thing appeared on his fingertips. It was a two-inch-long curved hook glowing with faint light.

Seeing this crooked hook, Anhuang's face suddenly changed, his heart sank, and then he spoke faster: "One possibility is that this mysterious swordsman is an enemy who has a blood feud with my Rakshasa. Another possibility is that a person who knows The Righteous Daoist who has confirmed my Rakshasa identity."

The crooked hook of the Scorpion King's fingertips stopped, looked at the panic-stricken Anhuang, and asked, "I just want to ask, how to kill him!"

"That mysterious swordsman was able to assassinate so many elders with perfect inner qi, and it is very likely that he is a master of true qi realm, so he should not be underestimated."

"For now, the only way is to lay a trap, and then send out news to lure him to come. When a sudden attack occurs, we can catch the turtle in the urn, and killing him is even easier!"

"Very well, I will leave this matter to you."

"Thank you, Lord Scorpion King, for your trust. This subordinate will go through fire and water, and he will do whatever he wants!"

Scorpion King smiled lightly, his fingertips twitched into his sleeves, stood up, and walked towards the depths of the secret room.

The crowd was also about to retreat, An Huang hurriedly asked the crowd: "Elders, does anyone know what happened this time? Why is Lord Scorpion King so angry?"

"Among the Rakshasa disciples who died this time, there was a person whom Mr. Scorpion King cared about."

An old man in gray robe replied to Anhuang.

"Let Master Scorpion King care? Could it be..."

An Huang's expression suddenly changed, with a look of horror in his eyes, and he asked tremblingly.

"Yes."

The gray-robed old man looked solemn, and then said: "You should know that if we don't handle this matter well and cause the higher-ups to blame us, not only Lord Scorpion King, but we will also be blamed."

"The mysterious swordsman must be killed, otherwise all of us will die!"

An Huang said in a deep voice, his eyes flickering continuously, it was a matter of life and death, the order given by King Scorpion had another reason to be fulfilled.

The dozen or so elders in the surrounding area also had bright eyes and left one after another, preparing to make arrangements in advance.

(End of this chapter)