Chapter 145 Shocking Plan to Force by the River

New Dragon Gate Inn.

A handsome and magnificent young man is looking at the surging river of the Yangtze River and meditating on something.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked into the room with a fan and said from the young man, "On behalf of the master, Xiongfeng ran away..."

The young man waved his hand slightly to show that he knew it. Uncle Ji, I'll deal with Miss Jing's affairs. You can kill Xiong Feng and go back to Innate Palm.

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Ji said, "Xiongfeng appeared an hour ago, and the lady often appeared beside him. It's not easy for me to take action. If the substitute master doesn't take action himself, I'm afraid it will only delay the opportunity here. Please make a decision."

The man murmured and said respectfully for a moment, "Miss's affairs can be handled by us. With the strength of your ninth elder, we ensure that Xiongfeng can't escape a hundred miles away, not to mention that he brought a person."

"You mean that we are converted into evil immortals to kill Xiongfeng, and once the young lady appears, we will pretend to hurt her?" Uncle Ji was surprised.

The man said coldly, "You only see in your heart that the future is the biggest obstacle to our hegemony, so you have neglected anything else. To know that this person's abatriation of the young lady should be at the right time and place, and then I will rescue her. And you must dare to kill Xiong Feng, and the rest of the people will kidnap Miss... Uncle Ji, you should know what to do, right?

The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "Although the young lady's martial arts and wisdom are generally scheming, she is still familiar with our kung fu. I'm afraid that the flaw is not good for you!"

The man smiled and said, "This view shows that you still have unwavering confidence in me. You have ignored Miss Ouyang's kindness, and Miss Ouyang's kindness is close to the transcendence, so don't worry, you can do something realistic when you meet Xiongfeng.

The middle-aged man's heart was shocked. I'm afraid that he is also a resourceful and talented man. It's a little clear, but he didn't expect that the substitute master's affection for this matter was so deep.

In his daily life, Ouyang Jing is the only weakness of Ling Cheng, the acting leader who deterred the world. As Ouyang Hongmen's daughter, Ouyang Jing enjoys supreme respect and protection. Ling Cheng really dares not challenge Ouyang Jing's authority. If so, it is challenging Ouyang Hongmen's authority.

Ling Cheng's voice turned cold and ordered, "Immediately mobilize all the manpower to chase Xiong Feng. Don't let him live for a while. When his momentum is more powerful, kill him can be more effective."

The middle-aged man suddenly agreed.

The war is imminent.

Xiongfeng walked alone by the river, and he expected that a boat would take him away. But after most of the day, where can I see a boatman?

Just when Xiongfeng was a little lost, a white sail in front of him came into his eyes. It looked like a fishing boat. For a moment, Xiongfeng saw hope. When someone chased him, it was only safe to take a waterway. If he took a dry road, he was afraid he could not return to Yueyang, and once he returned to Yueyang, who would know him. He would always be The burial is very deep, and I don't know that Shen Dadao of Yueyang has something to do with himself. Xiong Feng is the son of Xiong Yue. I think ordinary people will understand the relationship between this and Shen Dadao.

The ship gradually approached, and Xiong Feng was shocked to see that the ship's body was painted with various pictures, but no one was on the boat. For a moment, he knew that things were unusual. From the picture of the hull, he thought of Mo Yun. Such a strange picture is only available to the people of the evil immortal religion. Are the people of the evil immortal religion also chasing themselves?

Finally, four people stood on the bow of the boat. They stared at Xiong Feng, with shining eyes and a bleak smile. It seemed that they could not escape the disaster today. There is a road tiger in the front and a pursuer in the back. It's hard to fly by yourself.

As the ship entered, Xiongfeng felt a strong murderous atmosphere. After taking a deep breath, his thick back arched up again, his hair moved wildly without wind, and his clothes were agitated by one by one, and the true internal strength in his body was slowly adjusting to the extreme.

Prepare to see what tricks the opponent has to fall to the ground.

A middle-aged man who was not free walked slowly got off the boat and looked at it with a pair of sharp eyes. Seeing the already alert wind, he took out a folding fan a foot long from his arms and opened it with a "noy" sound.

This person is Ji Xiangju of heaven and earth. In the 222 years since he attacked Shaolin, he has not used this fan to deal with anyone. It is not that he is particularly good and invincible, but that no one is worth his fan.

The kung fu on his fan is the best of his lifelong martial arts skills.

"A strong wind shake" promoted him to the status of the ninth elder of the demon religion, a "fan god" that everyone feared.

But his opponent in front of him is an immortal hero.

He only showed his fan, but there was no feeling of freedom in his heart.

The two are about to take action.

Xiongfeng completely felt that the mountain rain was coming and the murderous crisis was all over the sky.

smiled.

Look leisurely at the bright moon in the sky.

He was so focused and affectionate that he naturally gave birth to a kind of intimidating majesty and pride.

Only can be extremely affectionate, so it can be extremely palm! For the feeling in his heart, Xiongfeng knew that he didn't want to leave alone, so his eyes showed endless sadness at this time!

Ji Xiangju Daqi thought: Under the pressure of our soar momentum, why can he be so calm? Then there was a shock! Am I really not as good as him? This person is young and has the momentum to surpass the surrogate!

The wind suddenly rose.

The robe on Xiongfeng's body is more agitated.

Ji Xiangju's folding fan shook gently, but every time it shook, it made a "Huo" sound, and every time it was stirred more, the wind was more urgent. The two groups of onlookers automatically moved to the four sides to make more space for the battlefield.

No one present has the ability or qualification to intervene.

The strong clothes don't move, as if there is no wind at all.

In fact, the energy has blown away the dust and broken grass, covering the three people.

Xiongfeng whispered, "I live at the head of the Yangtze River and at the end of the Yangtze River. I don't see Yi every day and drink the water of the Yangtze River together. When will this water stop? When will this hatred end? I just hope that Yi's heart is like my heart and will live up to lovesickness.

Every word he spit out was fast and slow, but it did not match the "Huo Huo" sound made by Ji Xiangju's fan. When he said the last two words of lovesickness, Ji Xiangju's shaking fan slowed down for a moment.

Ji Xiangju has long been deterred by his affectionate weather, and now he is disturbed by the strange rhythm of his poetry tone, which disturbs the rhythm of his fan. This unprecedented method of fighting makes him feel cold.

In the momentum, Xiong Feng intuitively felt the message of fear sent by Mo Ji to Ju, withdrew his eyes and shot flat at Ji Xiangju.

Two eyes flashed.