"The wind is clear...... Elders?"

Wan Xiangyun saw that the monk behind him suddenly swept over, and then called this sword cultivator, and became more and more puzzled in his heart.

Dare to love, this person is not a cultivator from the imperial court?

No wonder it's so unprofessional!

"I said, who are you? Hearing this title, are you from a sect of cultivation? In other words, I am really not an enemy country spy!"

Wan Xiangyun said angrily.

She couldn't understand it, why did the Xiuzhen Sect still take on the matter of arresting spies this year?

Kyushu is facing trouble, the beast tide is frequent, and it is not good to garrison the mountain gate but it comes here, which sect is so weird?

Seeing this, the clansman's expression changed, and he said in a puzzled tone: "Wind ...... Elder Fengqing, it looks like you've caught one?"

"I'm not!"

Wan Xiangyun hurriedly shouted angrily.

Zhang Fengqing had an ominous premonition in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "According to the news revealed by the head of the family, one of the top famous prostitutes in these two Qinglou is a spy from an enemy country, and now I have arrested one, can this be fake?"

"The head of the family, dare to love that you are a family force!"

Wan Xiangyun's eyes widened and exclaimed.

What kind of family is this? Why did you still take on the job of catching spies?

Because she was very irritated by this, she immediately scolded angrily: "This shot is wrong, dare to love your family master's brain!"

At this time, Zhang Zixian, who was far away in Qinghe County, was holding the scroll in his hand and looking at it intently.

His heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, "What's going on......

Zhang Zixian never expected that he would be angrily scolded by a female prostitute who revisited the meeting, if he knew the reason, the expression on his face would be extremely exciting.

He is just a rumor, and it is the ancestor who gave the news!

"Bold! How dare you insult the head of the family!"

Zhang Fengqing was furious, and the long sword in his hand trembled and was about to be cut away.

Feeling the biting chill brought by her neck, Wan Xiangyun was startled, and said hesitantly: "I...... I am...... Missaid the ......"

The clansman also glared angrily, and the woman was angry that she opened her mouth to insult the head of the family.

But the situation was urgent, and he hurriedly said to Zhang Fengqing: "Elder Fengqing, the top famous prostitute of the Spring Pavilion is fighting with Elder Haoran, and the owner of the rouge shop has also made a move!"

What the?!

Zhang Fengqing was shocked by this news, and looked at the woman who was held hostage by himself with a sword in dismay.

Nie Qianmeng, the top famous prostitute of the Spring Pavilion, actually ......

In other words, the Wan Xiangyun in front of him is really not one of the goals of this mission!

I really caught the wrong ......

made a big oolong, Zhang Fengqing couldn't stay cheeky longer, pulled back the long sword in his hand, and said solemnly: "Take me over!"

"Yes!"

The clansman bowed his hand and quickly turned to lead the way.

There was a whistling sound, and the two figures almost disappeared from view.

At this time, Wan Xiangyun understood the ins and outs of the events of the past few days.

It turned out that he was mistaken for being an enemy spy, not for nothing.

This famous prostitute who competes with him on weekdays is also a monk! And his real identity is still an enemy spout!

Wan Xiangyun felt ridiculous, she just wanted to retire from the cultivation circle, and from then on she had fun playing with those stinky men in Qunfang Courtyard, thinking that it would be good to have a competitor to increase the fun.

As a result, the other party also cultivated special spells to hide his cultivation aura.

Before this, Wan Xiangyun thought that the other party was just an ordinary person who had no cultivation, how could he have thought that he would hide so deeply!

The most ridiculous thing is that I almost carried a black pot for her!

Can this be endured?

Wan Xiangyun held the pipa in her arms, and flew in the direction of the two of them on her tiptoes.

She wanted to find out which family power the monk named Fengqing belonged to, and even contracted to capture the spy.

In an open space, terrifying energy fluctuations were vibrating.

The cold wind howled continuously, and many large trees hugging five people were uprooted by the blow, and even the houses were shaky and fell with dust.

A figure shot upside down like an arrow, smashing down a wall and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Elder Haoran!"

Several urgent cries rang out.

The Qi cultivators of several families were stunned, and they hurriedly fell to the ground, picking up the magic weapon to protect the man behind them.

"Ahem...... Don't come here!"

Zhang Haoran endured the severe pain in his body, struggled to the ground with a halberd blade, and then stood up.

Unexpectedly, these two enemy spies were both in the realm of the late stage of foundation building.

Although he has cultivated exercises that far surpass those of the same level, he is still in the middle stage of foundation building no matter what, and it is difficult to turn the situation around with the combined efforts of the two opponents.

If this had been an ordinary mid-foundation building monk, he would have been killed a long time ago.

And now I'm just trying my best to support it.

"Just because you're a monk in the middle of foundation building, and you have a few cats and dogs, you want to catch us?"

A mellow voice revealed disdain, and suddenly sounded in the ears.

Ahead, a middle-aged man with a mole on the corner of his mouth stepped out slowly, holding a hideous mace in his hand, revealing terrifying mana fluctuations.

He is the owner of the rouge shop and one of the two spies.

"Tsk, it's really miserable, the slave family thought that the person who came to arrest us had a lot of ability, and even had the mentality of escaping, but I didn't expect ......"

Jiao Li's squeamish voice carried a cold killing intent, and a charming woman in a pink skirt walked lightly.

Her snow-white right arm had a swamming golden ribbon that stirred up the air around her.

This person is Nie Qianmeng, the top prostitute of the Spring Pavilion.

"Hehe, it's me who underestimates the enemy. ”

Zhang Haoran walked through several clansmen with a halberd, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be too complacent, the helper will come soon." ”

Hearing this, the murderous intent in the eyes of the two spies was awe-inspiring, and the magic weapon that poured mana into their hands was about to launch a terrifying wave of killing!

This time, we will no longer give each other a chance to breathe!

"Elder Haoran, we ......"

Seeing this, a clansman behind him said in a solemn voice.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a forced tone.

"The other party is in the late stage of foundation building, you are still in the ninth layer of qi cultivation, you will die if you meet, don't die!"

Zhang Haoran said in a deep voice.

His heart was filled with a raging battle intent, and the halberd in his hand bloomed with dazzling divine light, urging the exercise to the extreme.

The whole person, like a furnace, burned mana crazily!

"Although this person's cultivation is lower than ours, his strength should not be underestimated, and it is definitely not comparable to the ordinary mid-stage foundation building. ”

The middle-aged man said.

"Hmph, we want to run, but this person is very stubborn about us, no matter how strong he is, he is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and it is absolutely impossible to match the two of us combined!"

Nie Qianmeng responded.

Her beautiful face was covered with frost, and the golden ribbon on her right arm twisted like a living thing, revealing the mana power of palpitations.

"Kill!"

The middle-aged man picked up the mace in his hand and smashed it violently, blowing a huge wind along the way.

Zhang Haoran's face was fearless, he had experienced countless battles, and he had already formed an iron-blooded aura, and with the halberd in his hand, he slashed out.

While!

A loud, piercing thud was heard, sending a ripple of air.

Zhang Haoran's arm shook, and his footsteps stood steadily, like an old tree that had grasped roots for 10,000 years without taking a step back.

But the tumbling qi and blood in his body made him very uncomfortable.

"Come on!"

Through the endless majesty, the war halberd slashed one after another with a bang, shaking countless waves of energy for a while.

A golden ribbon flew away flexibly, flashing with dazzling light like a swimming fish, and stabbed towards Zhang Haoran's neck all the way through the wind.

If this hits, it will be taken directly!

Nie Tianmeng's face was full of viciousness, and he manipulated the magic weapon to quickly take away the target's life.

She is a spy of the Great Yin Dynasty and has a heavy responsibility, and she must not let these people go back safely!

As long as this person is killed, the remaining Qi cultivators will also have to die here.

Of course, she already knew that the other party was not a person sent by the imperial court, so it would be better to suppress the matter.

Although I don't know how I and the others showed their feet, none of this matters.

Whoever knows will die!