Fu Canglu

Chapter 24 Conspiracy
"There are many masters in Senluodao, and they were not listed in the temple before. Senluodao was under Xuan Shangyu, the master of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he was regarded as a well-known spy organization." Yi Xiao laughed, "But this spy organization is not simple. He listed the demon-slaying plan openly and aboveboard, and has the strength to seriously injure the head of the Rain Demon. It seems that this organization has been hiding its strength from the world."

"Actually, I was wondering what kind of game they would list against the Rain Demon Head." Yi Xiao raised a finger, "If there is no master Luezhen at the same level, with the help of the Rain Demon Head, at least comprehend the original meaning or domain The strength of Yi, the ordinary ninth-rank can't pose a threat to it. If I were to plan, I wouldn't simply set up such a game, two ninth-rank and one eighth-rank, how could it be possible to kill the rain demon? , even if the Rain Demon Head is injured, it can only prevent the Rain Demon Head from going north."

Song Zhiqing was at the back of the line, muttering softly, "I still feel something is wrong."

Yi Xiao magnified the wrong thoughts in his mind little by little, suddenly realized, cursed secretly in his heart, and said in a blushing voice, "Of course my information cannot be wrong, and it seems that there is indeed something wrong with what I thought before."

"When I came here earlier, I thought that the inn should be emptied in advance, but now it seems that it was indeed emptied, but the way it was emptied was bloody." Yi Xiao sniffed his nose, touched his forehead unconsciously, The lotus imprint immediately responded with a sense of coolness, and his heart was three points at ease, and the pungent smell remained undiminished. He frowned and said, "Hey, this smell of blood. Sen Luodao would never like to clear the field like this, so why are you killing demons?" , Suicide."

Yi Xiao saw flying sand passing by on the yellow sand, and a corner of a dark red waist card was exposed on the ground. He bent down to pick it up, and the word "Sen Luo" was stained with blood and had already dried up.

Hong Yi'er had already pressed her thumb on the hilt of the long sword, and Old Duan took a step back silently. Yi Xiao consciously handed the collar to Old Duan, but still had the leisure to say, "It seems that this Sen Luodao's demon-slaying plan is really a joke. How could he obediently send himself to the chopping block?"

Hongyi'er laughed angrily, "Aren't you one of them?"

Yi Xiao rolled her eyes, "That's not always with you."

Song Zhiqing held the knife tightly in his arms, swallowed, "What's going on. Someone explain it."

Yi Xiao held his forehead, and said helplessly, "Let me explain. The wind is tight, shit!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lao Duan took Yi Xiao and retreated, and at the same time picked up the back of Song Zhiqing's neck, like a bow.Immediately afterwards, a short figure emerged from the yellow sand, with hands slender like apes, violently brushing away the wind and sand, like a cheetah pounced towards the direction the three of them left.

A ray of sword light came from the void, cutting off the direction of the extremely fast figure in advance. The short figure screamed strangely, and immediately retracted his hands and feet. Back in front of the inn, he stretched his limbs, looked at the direction of the three people's retreat, and laughed strangely, "Oh, it's different from the plan, why did you see it through?"

"... But that's good too, so I don't get tired of pretending." The hunched Lu Xingying licked his lips, looked at the expressionless bottle of wine cup, and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile, "You are the Mu family's Red clothes, why is she even more beautiful than girls. Tsk tsk tsk, she is more beautiful than that old lady inside, Shui Lingling, I wonder if your sweetheart is as sweet as hers?"

The old Duan took Yi Xiao back ten feet, and stood far away on a small hill. Yi Xiao twisted the blood-stained waist card with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "This game should be against Hong Kong. It's under the clothes. If you didn't find this waist card before, you might be caught in it when you enter the inn. The demon slayer of Senluo Dao who was guarding here has long since died. This dwarf looks familiar, with his back ape arms It's like Lu Xingying who was ranked 27th in the last ranking and was nicknamed the devil."

Song Zhiqing also understood the situation, holding the scabbard in his arms and said, "The boss lady."

"It's hard to say, it seems that the devil is not alone. There are many rumors in the world that the devil Lu Xingfun kills people without leaving a living. Those who follow the evil way, their practice speed is naturally faster than ordinary people, so there should be another one in the inn. As for the "proprietress" inside, the two people's thoughts are not so simple, they should be blackmailed when they are at a disadvantage ?”

Song Zhiqing pondered, "Could they have underestimated Hong Yi'er?"

Old Duan, who was used to silence after coming to the Northern Wei Dynasty, rarely spoke. He smiled and his beard stuck on him trembled, "Old Duan, I am not a high-level man, but I can tell that although these two are both ninth-rank, they are only With that crooked way, he definitely won't be Hong Yi'er's opponent."

The inn slowly walked out of a mountain of meat. The reason why it was called a mountain of meat was because the man in black was too big and burly, like a small mountain, with fat on his face. Open the black pot, and the viscous liquid poured out by Hululu is actually blood!

"What a pair of villains, one cannibalize people's internal organs, and the other loves blood." Song Zhiqing frowned as he looked at them, "Is it really so simple to practice the devil way? These two also have ninth-rank strength?"

Yi Xiao squinted her eyes and said softly, "The big tall guy on the left is the long-famous devil Yuan Shan. He is not listed in the heavenly rankings, just because this devil's practice is extremely strange. If you meet the strong, you will be strong. Weak is weak. Neither of these two

Those who are idle, set up a situation here to wait for Hong Yi'er, I'm afraid they won't let it go. "

The long sword in Zun Yunzhang's hand buzzed and trembled, she narrowed her beautiful eyes and said slowly, "Is there a person inside?"

Carrying a huge luggage, Lu Xingying smiled and licked his fingers, then pointed to the inside of the inn, "It's inside, whether you can rescue it or not depends on your ability."

The burly black-clothed man Yuan Shan drank the delicious blood wine in the jug in one gulp, howling to the sky, his stomach vibrated like a baby crying.

"Yeah yah yah yah yah"

With Yuan Shan as the center, a circle of sound waves suddenly spread out, a spider web burst out from the ground, and yellow sand shot out.

The three people in the distant hills were not so relaxed: Song Zhiqing leaned over with a wow and started to vomit, while Lao Duan also looked dizzy and couldn't stand firmly.Yi Xiao heard that shrill voice, but Qinglian shook three times in her mind, feeling uncomfortable, but it was the one who recovered first.

Looking up again, the dust was flying, the dwarf Lu Xing Falcon had already been sucked into the ground, the big man in black covered several feet with every step, he seemed to be as light as a swallow, rolling the yellow sand in the sky, and the baby in his belly was singing like a cicada.

Zun Yunshang's sword does not come out of its sheath, just relying on the vitality out of the body, it turns the ground three feet below the feet, the white air flows like a dragon, the momentum changes completely, and it is as majestic as a mountain.Seeing this move from a distance, Yi Xiao's expression moved, and he recognized that it was the "Rusan Mountain Style" in Qiliang Secret Pavilion's "Six Styles of Sword". "Six Styles of Sword" is an introductory swordsmanship for swordsmen. The difficulty is that whether you are a kendo novice or a kendo master, these six styles are different. The more advanced your kendo practice is, the more mysterious the six styles will be.

Now that Yi Xiao has started to practice martial arts, he will naturally not let go of observing the fight between ninth-rank masters. Watching a thousand swords, he will know eight hundred by himself.His Royal Highness has already begun to carefully observe the situation of the battle, trying to memorize those things that he still does not understand.

In the "mountain-like posture" of the red-clothed child, you can't see the movement of the person, but you can see the vitality. In an instant, the white air condenses into a sword, like a fish swimming, cutting the yellow sand all over the sky. A huge bowl-like fist pierced fiercely from the wind and sand.

Zun Yunzhang's footsteps moved back slightly, and lightly swept a distance of one foot. In the yellow sand where he had just stood, there were two ferocious arms that swelled out of the ground, with five fingers like hooks.The red-clothed child fluttered his sleeves, and lightly pointed out a finger, and that finger landed on the huge fist of the big man in black, unexpectedly stopping the advancing momentum of the opposite side.

Yuan Shan smiled ferociously, put his fist on his finger, and put the other hand on his arm. What he practiced was the famous "Blood Demon's Abundance and Deficiency Dafa" in the devil's way. In an instant, countless bloodshots appeared in his arm, like a ferocious flowing blood. The power of the river soared several times!
Hong Yi'er frowned slightly, her magic way was weird and unpredictable, and she practiced extremely fast.Originally, she thought that the two of them were only in the ninth-rank realm and had no ninth-rank strength. She only played against each other for a while, but found that the people in the magic way not only have strange skills, but also have strong opponents.The strength of that huge bowl-like fist has skyrocketed several times, and it is almost beyond the physical range of the ninth-rank realm. Although there is vitality to protect the body, the footsteps of the bottle are slightly sinking, which seems a little strenuous.The rabbit rose and the falcon fell, a pair of red claws protruded from the yellow sand, and grabbed the bare feet of the red-clothed child. Although he was burned by vitality, he held on tightly and refused to let go. He wanted to provide Yuan Shan with a chance to kill with one blow. .

The scene was already at an absolute disadvantage for Hong Yier, Yi Xiao squinted her eyes slightly, and carefully recalled the secret pavilion swordsmanship she had seen, the "mountain-like style" in "Six Styles of the Sword", as immobile as a mountain, with a majestic sword intent.Looking at the red clothes again, although his feet are bound, he still looks as usual. Could it be that he deliberately created this situation so that he can observe and learn?Right now Yi Xiao didn't think too much, and didn't care about Qinglian shaking her head in her mind, but what happened in the next second was so shocking that it made him dumbfounded.

"Six Styles of Sword": Like the wind, the forest, the fire, the mountain, the shadow, the thunder!

Hong Yi'er muttered silently, and drew out the sword with the free hand.

She has been in the Qiliang University for ten years, and she is the number one expert in the university.

In the past ten years of killing people, she never used the fish in the pond on her waist. She hid the fish in the pond on the zither, and only waited for the ninth grade.

It's because in the past ten years, she has used the plain sword deliberately, like a dam of water, the more she kills, the sword will rise accordingly, until she can no longer hold it down, even she can't restrain the clang of the sword when it is unsheathed.

The river tide rises in Hongliu City, playing the Fucang song, ten years are like one night, and the sword enters the ninth grade that night.

She finally waited until Chi Yu unsheathed the sword.

That sword crossed the Qi River and beheaded Tianbang Fengqing.

At that moment, she opened the way with the meaning of the domain, and combined the "six sword moves" into one, and drew out the sheath sword with one move.

Qi Jiang didn't have time to try out that sword with Yu Motou, but Sirius City tried the sword!Halfway out of the sheath, he defeated the Sirius King of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

These six swords are one sword.

It is as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, aggressive as fire, immovable as a mountain, difficult to know as cloudy, and moving as thunder.

Sword returns.

"Damn it." The three people on the distant hill watched the yellow sand disperse.

There was an extra line of blood on the forehead of that burly mountainous man, and his huge head still had a sinister smile.

Hong Yi'er kept pointing out and pushed gently.

Although the sword was sheathed, only the hilt was sheathed, and the blade was completely destroyed.

The sound of "Zheng" is like the sound on the Qijiang River. Who will listen to the string breaking?
Yuan Shan's head fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)