In a mountain pavilion in Hongcheng, there are three figures sitting facing each other, and several people are closing their eyes, as if they are waiting for something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When there was a sound of breaking the air, they opened their eyes in unison, stood up, and watched a figure appear in front of them, transforming into a young man.

"Master Qiqi, this person has appeared, in an inn in the city, and his actions have been completely controlled by his disciples."

The young man's words silenced the three of them, and one of the three old men stroked his beard and said to an old man with a slightly angry face next to him: "Four Seasons Daoist, please bear with me for the time being." ”

The old man with only anger on his face was the master of the man surnamed Wang, Shizun Shizi, this person chased gradually Qingyun for four consecutive days with a secret method, and finally found out that Bu Qingyun was in this Hongcheng.

It's just that Hongcheng has a rule, and monks are not allowed to make a move in the city, otherwise the people of Hongmen will be severely punished, no matter who they are.

Because of this, he had to find the head of the Hongmen who had always been a friend, and wanted the head of the Hongmen to agree to his approach, and when he heard the other party's words, he was even more angry: "Hong Daoyou, this is wrong, this son first stole my elixir, was discovered by my disciple, and then killed people, thanks to the news that my disciple sent back before he died, if I don't kill this son, I am afraid that my disciple will die without turning a blind eye." ”

The old man surnamed Hong sneered in his heart, what kind of bullshit disciples don't turn a blind eye, and they didn't treat their apprentices as people in the first place, they already knew this, but there was a smile on their faces, and they said: "Don't be angry with Daoist friends in the four seasons, in this way, when the old man asks people to expel this son from Hongcheng tomorrow, then Daoists can do it at will, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?" ”

When Shikiko saw it, he arched his hand, thanked him, slapped the table, and sat down, as if venting his anger in his heart.

The old man surnamed Hong instructed the young man: "You continue to monitor, and as soon as there is a situation, come and report it immediately." ”

"No"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he disappeared into the pavilion.

And all this was seen by Bu Qingyun, who was hiding in the distance, which also surprised him, originally he thought that it would be okay to kill the man surnamed Wang, but he didn't expect to be targeted.

It's just that what surprised him was that this Hongcheng was also involved in this matter, which made him a little annoyed.

"Hong Cheng? Since you want to help Shikiko kill me, then I have no choice but to strike first! ”

Having made up his mind, Bu Qingyun quietly retreated, following the young man with Edgeworth.

When you come to a mountain, if you stand there, your divine consciousness is radiated, and you can just probe the surroundings of the inn where Bu Qingyun was before.

This was where the young man stood.

"In order to survive, you must die, or I will die!"

Bu Qingyun secretly ran his whole body cultivation, and the other party had the strength of the sixth layer of Condensation, he had to hit it with one blow, otherwise once he was given an anti-phone opportunity, he would definitely be exposed, and he would not be killed by Shijizi at that time, just like being killed by those old monsters in Hongcheng.

"Excalibur leads, out!"

Bu Qingyun hid in the distance, and while the other party's attention was completely focused on the inn, in the midst of a low cry in his heart, three iron swords danced around and roared towards the young man.

"Who's in..."

The man seemed to notice, but it was too late, he wanted to say who was there, but he only said one word, and three holes appeared in his chest.

Fall to the ground and die in an instant!

Bu Qingyun took the storage bag on his body, shattered the prohibition of the storage bag with his divine sense, and put all the items into his storage bag, among which there was a token that he held, and the word 'Hong' was written on it!

"Either you die, or I die, there is no reason, this is the immortal cultivation realm!"

The voice of the evil king Sun echoed in Bu Qingyun's mind, and Bu Qingyun ignored it, which he already realized very deeply.

Although his cultivation is not high now, and it has only been less than three months since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, under the 'teaching' of the evil king Sun, he has deeply engraved the concept of respecting the strong in the immortal cultivation world in his mind.

Bu Qingyun took the token, deceived the monks guarding the city, and fled overnight.

And the next day, when the disciples in Hongcheng came to report that a disciple who monitored Bu Qingyun last night died mysteriously, there were three holes in his chest, and the storage bag was also taken away, not only did the four seasons jump like thunder, and smashed the stone table with one palm, even the old man surnamed Hong was gritting his teeth at this moment, if Bu Qingyun was in front of him at the moment, he seemed to be able to swallow it in one bite.

"Hong Daoyou, is this your wonderful method? Old man Shikiko is eager to see what you plan to do next! Shikiko said sarcastically.

The old man snorted coldly and ignored it, but the anger on his body could not be concealed, and under his order, a group of disciples went out of the city to pursue.

It didn't take long for several Changhong to sweep out of Hongcheng, including the other of the three old men in the pavilion last night and Shijizi.

These Changhongs chased in several different directions, and they received only one order: kill without mercy!

Any monk who dared to hurt people in Hongcheng would not have ended well, let alone kill the disciple of the head of the Hongmen, which made them even more murderous.

Speaking of Bu Qingyun, after fleeing with the token in hand that night, Edgeworth flew at full speed, he knew that Hong Cheng must have sent a lot of people to search everywhere at this moment, so he had to leave here as soon as possible.

At noon, Bu Qingyun fell out of the woods, because he felt the fluctuation of the source force coming from behind.

After landing in the woods, Bu Qingyun buried the three iron swords, just waiting for the monk to walk into his trap.

After a few breaths, two monks appeared in front of Bu Qingyun, a man and a woman, not very old, and their cultivation was only at the sixth level of Condensation.

"Your Excellency..."

The two appeared, and were about to say something, but they saw Bu Qingyun slap the storage bag, and a red flag was held by him, waving it five times in front of him in a row.

Five flames roared out and surrounded the five people, and the faces of the two people changed, but they were two people after all, and they immediately pinched their hands and built a protective light curtain to keep the fire out.

Just as the man sneered, he suddenly made a move with his left hand, and from three different directions, three iron swords rose from the ground, and the reflection in the eyes of the two of them became bigger and bigger.

"There are traps..."

The woman cried out in surprise, but when the voice fell, it was also when she fell to the ground, for an iron sword had pierced her delicate body.

The man was shocked, the iron sword was far more dangerous to him than the flames, and at this moment he had to abandon one and accept the attack of the other.

The man gritted his teeth, dispersed the light curtain, and at the moment when the three iron swords came at an extremely fast speed, he built three walls of source strength to block the three iron swords.

But at this moment, Bu Qingyun's toes touched the ground, his figure floated out like a ghost, and the two fingers of his right hand formed a sword, which was directly pointed at the man's back.

"Broken"

A low cry came out of Bu Qingyun's mouth, and the source power condensed by his two fingers suddenly penetrated the man's body.

"You..."

The man fell to the ground and died, saying the last word in an unbelievable voice, he never expected that this person would have such a means, no wonder he was able to kill people in Hongcheng, and it was also at the moment before he died, he regretted it, regretted taking the initiative to ask Ying, and arrested the murderer.

After Bu Qingyun did all this, he was also paralyzed to the ground, his cultivation was only six layers of condensation, and at the same time, he controlled the red flag and the three iron swords to make a move, which was too huge for him.

Hurriedly took out a handful of pills and swallowed it, meditated for a while, then got up and took the storage bag on the two of them, and continued to fly towards the Western Imperial Sword.

About five days later, another monk from Hongcheng caught up with him, but he was ambushed by him in the same way.

Everything is so clean and leaves no traces.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, Bu Qingyun's face stiffened, he took a handful of pills, looked at the map, and didn't continue to stay too long, then Yujian left.

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