Chapter 154 It turns out that the same is the enemy

Xuan Chenzi first took Ying Shen and the three to salute the people in the tent one by one. Ying Shen bent down and was dizzy. Then Xuan Chenzi gently uncovered the white cloth covering the body and saw that the old monk lying inside was completely different. His facial features were badly slapped by a blunt instrument. He opened his eyes and seemed to be complaining about something.

"Good!" Xuan Chenzi closed his eyes and sighed, "It's a sad and generous Taoist friend. It's not just that any demon is so fierce!"

"We have found out that the person who kills a generous Taoist friend is his younger brother - abstain from killing the monk!" He said softly to Nanshan.

"Abstain from killing monks?" Xuan Chenzi frowned: "Didn't this man invest in the imperial city division? Why are you here? Did the Imperial City Division also intervene in this war?"

"It's true!" Xiang Nanshan still closed his eyes: "The Marquis of the Imperial City Department has sent me a letter, saying that he will help me eliminate the valley!" Ying Shen's heart moved and couldn't help looking at Nanshan. At this time, he felt different. He turned his head and saw that Wei Quansong was looking at him and smiling.

"But that Ji Taixu!" Xuan Chenzi said harshly.

"Margrave Ji is the Marquis of Dingbei, who was appointed by the imperial court. He is also the deputy cabinet leader of the Imperial City Department. He is deeply trusted by the emperor today, and Xuanchenzi Taoist brother can't make a second!" Wei Quansong said.

"Hmm!" Xuan Chenzi shook his hand and thought to him, "The Bashan Sword School has been close to the court, otherwise it would not have fully managed the 800-li mountains and rivers around Bashan. Last time, I got a lot of benefits from destroying the Lotus Pure Land Religion with Ji Taixu. At this time, it was really annoying to help Ji Taixu speak.

"Hey!" Ying Shen thought to himself, "My master and I both have a grudge against the Qingcheng Sword School. It seems that this Bashan Sword School has a good relationship with my master. At this time, when this Xuanchen son saw the Bashan Sword School doing so, he had a thorn in his heart!"

"I don't know what Elder Xiang Nanshan's opinion on this matter? In the opinion of the elder, how should this matter be solved!" Xuan Chenzi said to Nanshan with slanting eyes.

"From the old man's point of view!" Xiang Nanshan closed his eyes and said slowly, "The enmity between the monk and the generous Zen master is also a public case. This time, the killing of the monk and the generous Zen master is also an understanding of their own enmity, and has never hurt others. I don't think it's easy for us to interfere in other people's division!"

"The generous Zen master has always been friends with my Qingcheng Sword School!" Xuan Chenzi said, "Now that the generous Zen master died tragically, I, the Qingcheng Sword School, can't ignore it!"

"Hmm!" Ying Shen thought to me, "Damn old man!"

"I don't know where the monk is now?" Xuan Chenzi pressed forward step by step.

"1,400 miles to the north!" He sighed to Nanshan.

"Thank you!" Xuan Chenzi hugged his fist and said, "In that case, the poor road will leave!"

"It seems that the Qingcheng Sword Sect is still much better than the Bashan Sword Sect!" Ying Shen thought that when Xuan Chenzi turned around, Wei Quansong smiled at Ying Shen. Ying Shen naturally returned the peaches and nodded to Wei Quansong.

"Uncle, what are we doing now?" Several people came out of the valley, Yi Atong asked.

"You follow me to find a monk to kill." Xuan Chenzi said to the three people, "Ying Shen, you and Yunfeng go back to Wangfeng to inform Brother Tianhezi about this matter."

"Okay!" Ying Shen nodded and followed Ling Yunfeng to the Wangfeng Peak.

"Who is this Ji Taixu?" Ying Shen asked with a motionless look.

"Ji Taixu is the great enemy of our Qingcheng Sword School!" Ling Yunfeng said.

"Oh?" Ying Shen said, "What the hell is going on?"

"Ji Taixu is the court eagle dog of the Imperial City Division!" Ling Yunfeng said that this first sentence alone made Boss Ying Shen unhappy.

"Ji Taixu once killed Fu Mingyang, two elders of my Qingcheng Sword School, Mu Bailu and Qian Baiqiao." Ling Yunfeng said, "Our Qingcheng Sword Sect has been waiting outside the capital for a long time. We want to wait for this person to leave the city and then capture him back to Qingcheng Mountain! But later, this man was captured by the demon people. I thought that this man would be killed by the demon people, but I didn't expect that this man would have been killed for thousands of years, but we will definitely be able to kill this man by taking the opportunity of sword fighting!"

"Oh!" Ying Shen sneered in his heart: "But if you really follow this little girl to attract old things like Tianhezi, won't it cause trouble to the master?"

"Look there!" Ying Shen suddenly pointed to the east and shouted.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yunfeng was completely unprepared and looked in the direction pointed by Ying Shen. Ying Shen took this opportunity to slap Ling Yunfeng on the back, and the turbulent magic power rushed into Ling Yunfeng's body in an instant. At that time, Ling Yunfeng's limbs and bones were sealed, and even the yuan god was sealed in the sea of knowledge and he couldn't get out. Ling Yunfeng shouted incredulously and watched Ying Shen fall down. Ying Shen stretched out a water light and tied Ling Yunfeng like a rope. Ying Shen fell down with Ling Yunfeng and drilled into a hidden cave on a rock wall.

"Application!" Ling Yunfeng stared and shouted incredibly loudly, "What do you want to do?"

"Hey" Ying Shen touched Ling Yunfeng's little face with a treacherous smile: "Haven't you always wanted to know where my teacher is?"

"Get out!" Ling Yunfeng screamed and blushed: "You ** thief, I have always regarded you as a decent child!"

"Haha!" Ying Shen also stopped teasing Ling Yunfeng and sat on the ground casually: "I'll tell you today! I-Ying Shen, the teacher has decided to be the Marquis of the North! Hey, you know why!"

"You!" Ling Yunfeng's face suddenly turned pale: "You are actually a disciple of the court eagle dog!"

"Don't scold my master!" Ying Shen shouted, "If you dare to disrespect my master again! Hey hey, I'll kill you!"

"You kill!" Ling Yunfeng shouted, "Anyway, I fell into the hands of you demons and didn't expect to go back alive!"

"You have a lot of backbone!" Ying Shen sneered and said, "Well, since you are not even afraid of death, I will sell you to the brothel with all your mana! Hahaha--"

"You! How dare you!" Ling Yunfeng was angry and anxious: "My Qingcheng Swordsman will definitely not forgive you!" I will definitely smash you to pieces!"

"Do you dare to see!" Ying Shen stared at Ling Yunfeng with a fierce face. Ling Yunfeng looked at Ying Shen's fierce eyes and suddenly became silent. After a while, Ling Yunfeng said calmly, "Let me go!"

"Oh--" Ying Shen Yile: "Now you have fallen into my hands, hey, let me let you go, hey hey, okay, but what's the benefits of letting you go?"

"You let me go, and I won't tell you that you are a disciple of Ji Taixu!" Ling Yunfeng said.

"Hahaha!" Ying Shen laughed and said, "You are stupid to practice! You red-mouthed and white-toothed, do you really not say it when you touch your upper and lower mouth? Do you think I will believe you?"

"I'm an Orthodox disciple and I won't lie!" Ling Yunfeng argued.

"Hmm!" Ying Shen sneered and said, "What's wrong with Orthodoxy? Do you think your Qingcheng Sword School is a golden signboard, and it can't be used anywhere?

"Then why did you lie to us that you were an Orthodox disciple?" Ling Yunfeng shouted.

"When did I say that I was a decent child?" Ying Shen curled his lips and said, "Isn't it all that you are always guessing and self-righteous, and treat me as a decent child?"

Ling Yunfeng was silent at this time.

"You - why aren't you with your master?" Ling Yunfeng asked.

"Why do you care so much?" Ying Shen said, "What you should think about now is how to escape from me."

"How can I escape when your ban is so strange?"

Ying Shen smiled and said, "You can escape as long as you can figure out a way." Ling Yunfeng saw that there was nothing she could do about Ying Shen with a rogue face, so she had to sit there silently.

"How long are you going to lock me up?" Ling Yunfeng asked.

"I don't know. Maybe I'm in a good mood and will let you go in a moment--" Ying Shen smiled and said, "If I'm in a bad mood, maybe I'll shut you up for the rest of my life?"

"You don't know where your master is." Ling Yunfeng suddenly said something.

"How do you know--" Ying Shen immediately felt something was wrong and quickly stopped talking, just looking at Ling Yunfeng fiercely.

"Hey!" Ling Yunfeng looked at Ying Shen and smiled and said, "You don't know where your master is. If you know, you can't wait to find your master to report this news."

"So what?" Ying Shen sneered: "There are several masters around my master who have been protected by three heavenly disasters. What can the incomplete Qingcheng Seven Swords do? Besides, even if Xuan Chenzi finds a monk to kill, he may not be able to find my master. Even if he finds my master, he will just be killed or captured by my master.

"It's not good for you to be the enemy of my Qingcheng like this!" Ling Yunfeng said.

"We have made a grudge against you, Qingcheng." Ying Shen sneered and said, "Can we turn war into jade at this point?"

"But why do you always get along with our Qingcheng Swordsman?" Ling Yunfeng said.

"Why not!" Ying Shen sneered: "It's just that your Qingcheng Swordshen School is not pleasing to you!"

"You--" Ling Yunfeng was so angry that she snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Ying Shen and Ling Yunfeng did not talk like this, so they sat like this for several days. Seeing that there were still five or six days before August 15th, Ying Shen suddenly heard the thunder outside. As soon as he heard the thunder, he knew that someone had used some kind of superb thunder method. Ying Shenren couldn't help jumping out, but see the blood light in the valley where the Bashan Sword was stationed. A huge blood curtain covered the valley, and a disgusting bloody wind rushed over, and then a sword light rose to the sky and suddenly tore the bloody curtain, and then a blood light directed towards Ying Shen. Xiang fled, and Ying Shen quickly restrained his breath all over his body. The blood light flew over the place where Ying Shen was and disappeared, and then a group of disciples of the Bashan Sword School flew their swords to chase the blood light.

"Don't chase! Come back!" Xiang Nanshan's voice echoed in the valley, and the disciples of the Bashan Sword School flew back with their own swords.