At the moment when Ning Yi and Pei Fu came out, someone breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason for the confrontation between the two groups of forces is precisely because of this, the new junior uncle of Shushan was brought by Xu Zang to inherit the mantle of Mr. Zhao Rui...... If something happens today, Senju may really leave a few holy mountains behind and investigate them thoroughly.

Yiwu Xingjun's eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell on the two people who walked out of the light.

Ning Yi's breath was restrained, he carried the "fine snow", the most simple sword in the world, hidden in the umbrella handle, the umbrella surface was shattered in the fight with the shadow, even if the sword fetus was fully revealed, it looked like an ordinary sword.

This is the little uncle of Shushan?

Yiwu Xingjun raised his eyebrows, feeling very disappointed, but in this way, it was far from being as dazzling as Luo Changsheng of the Qiang Mountain Immortal Residence, and even compared to Luojia Ye Hongfu and the Northern Realm Little Candle Dragon, there was still a big gap.

But there is one thing, but there is something interesting. Yiwu Xingjun couldn't see through Ning Yi's cultivation, maybe it was Shushan's thousand hands who taught him a good hiding technique, and the starlight on his body was hidden in the blood, if he didn't make a move, it would be difficult to explore.

Yiwu Xingjun looked at Pei Fu, the sword in the center of the girl's eyebrows had already been held down by her stretched out a finger, the big red date was not suitable for outsiders to see, the lotus order in Luojia Mountain, and the identity of the descendants of the Pei family, the girl was carefully hidden, once this information was leaked, it was likely to cause unpredictable turmoil, and the bad luck was unpredictable.

Even if Pei Fu hid the "Sword Hide", that good-looking face still attracted everyone's attention for the first time.

The disciples of the academy narrowed their eyes and looked at the girl beside Ning Yi, knowing that this was the Pei girl that the Pope said, with bright eyes and bright teeth, she was really good-looking, but it was a pity that the flowers were inserted in the cow dung.

Because of Xu Zang, how did these young cultivators of the academy look at Ning Yi unpleasantly, the more they looked, the more they felt that they could see the shadow of Xu Zang back then.

The two people who walked out of the light, before breaking the talisman and walking into the narrow line of heaven, had to maintain an intimate posture, hugging their waists, putting their shoulders together, and colluding with their fingers.

And so it came on.

Ning Yi put one hand around Pei Fu's shoulder, he heard the girl's voice, and said softly with some shame: "Brother...... Why are there so many people?"

Ning Yi remained silent, looking at the people standing in the mountains behind, his expression remained unchanged, and before he walked out of the first line of heaven, he had already expected what would happen...... After looking at these strangers one by one, and confirming the contemptuous and contemptuous gaze in their eyes, Ning Yi sighed softly in his heart, thinking that he had fallen into the mountain stream, his shabby clothes were wet and dry, and although he stepped on the shining stage, he still couldn't avoid the image of being embarrassed.

Or is it because you're holding a girl?

Ning Yi's eyes condensed slightly.

The Pope was assassinated, and it has been so long since he fell into the back mountain, this matter must have spread, and it has also caused an uproar.

Ning Yi saw several star monarchs present...... Immediately after that, Chen Yi's voice came helplessly: "Ning Yi...... If you come out in the evening, Lord Thousand Hands will probably be able to swallow these visitors from the Holy Mountain alive. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, and saw several great cultivators who were tense with sabre rattling, as well as Senior Sister Thousand Hands with a blank face.

The young Pope walked over, he whispered a few words in Ning Yi's ear, and roughly said what had just happened, Ning Yi's heart warmed, looking at his senior sister, Qianshou's expression was calm, and there was no fluctuation in the slightest.

Yiwu Xingjun took back the hairpin and said lightly: "Since this little uncle of Shushan is fine, the Pope is fine...... Then this misunderstanding, we will expose it, take a step back from each other, so that both sides have a step to go down. ”

He also breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely: "Then this matter, forget it." ”

The Lord of the Wind Que stopped pinching, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth gradually annihilated, and his eyes looked at the back mountain behind the thousand hands with fear.

The world says that the biggest backer of Shushan is the back mountain.

"Dongyanzi" Zhao Rui came out of the back mountain and suppressed Shushan for 200 years.

Xu Zang, who killed the embryo, came out of the back mountain and suppressed the entire Great Sui world for ten years.

Now the major holy mountains, all the star monarchs, have witnessed the new junior uncle Ning Yi coming out of the back mountain...... This young man, who doesn't look dazzling, has enough qualifications to make everyone believe that soon, he will pry the entire Great Sui world.

The sword lord held the pestle sword in both hands, the light sword hung on the side of his waist, and the heavy sword was unsheathed against the ground, he looked at Ning Yi thoughtfully....... This young man is different from Luo Changsheng, someone has a strong head and a bright head, from the moment he was born and reasonable, he vowed to stand on top of everyone's heads, like the three "Shinto Sword" of the year, each of them spared no effort to shine, overpowering everyone of the same age, and now Luo Changsheng of the Immortal Residence is this kind of person.

Someone hid his edge and hid his sword qi in his bones...... is not obvious, maybe that sword bone really weighs 1,000 catties and 10,000 tons?

finally saw the true face of the little uncle of Shushan.

Everyone sighed with emotion, and had mixed feelings in their hearts.

For the successors selected by Xu Zang, the attitudes are roughly divided into two categories: those who look down on them and sneer at them, those who feel that the pearl is secretly knotted, and those who are clumsy in Zang Feng are the other.

But unfortunately, both categories are wrong.

Yiwu Xingjun put the hairpin back.

The Wind Que Lord stopped pinching.

The sword lord prepares to collect the sword.

The Eastern Sacred Mountain, as well as the entire stalemate of the back mountain, were ready to leave this funeral, which began to be pleasant and then not so pleasant, and everyone thought that this was the end of the matter.

A voice came.

"That's it?"

Ning Yi's voice was accompanied by a hint of surprise, he looked at the disciple of the Holy Mountain who collected his sword and sword, the feminine man who maintained the action of retracting his hairpin, and many figures, and said word by word: "If that's it, where will the face of the Dao Sect go?"

Yiwu Xingjun narrowed his eyes.

"I came out of the back mountain alive, do you think it's over?" Ning Yi looked around, he smiled, and then said calmly: "I am the little uncle of Shushan, of course I will come out alive." ”

Then Ning Yi stretched out a hand, pointed to the white wooden carriage parked not far away, and said lightly: "The assassination encountered by the Pope...... The murderer hasn't been caught yet, so you want to forget it?"

When these words were spoken, the Daoist in the hemp robe stood up silently, and someone pinched the jade pendant of the Taoist Sect, and the formations of different colors rose from the soles of their feet and emerged one after another in the back mountain area.

Chen Yi raised his sleeves and pressed it, and the light of those formations disappeared at the same time at the moment of the sleeve pressing action, looking extremely neat, with a murderous aura, these Taoist Daoists' cultivation is not high, but it is a force that cannot be ignored, they can transmit information to the Sanqing Pavilion outside Xiling, the Taoist Sect has always been friendly with Shushan, and it is the largest force in the world except for the Imperial City, and it has millions of people of faith in the Great Sui world...... When the Pope is attacked, how can it be said that it has been exposed?

Yiwu Xingjun took a deep breath, he looked at Ning Yi and said, "What do you want?"

Ning Yi smiled.

He raised a hand, and the starlight condensed in his palm, and the mixed breath slowly flowed above his palm, finally condensing.

"The daring fanatic who attacked the Pope...... It's dead. Ning Yi's voice was calm, and he said: "When I killed, I took some breath, and Xinghui could recover some scenes, and when I was protecting the Pope in the back mountain, I discovered the origin of this assassin...... It's not simple. ”

Ning Yi fought with the shadow before the bone flute awakened, and was shocked by the other party's miscellaneous learning, so he specially kept the evidence, and the "sword bearer" didn't tell himself the origin of the shadow in the end...... But Ning Yi did not intend to give up the investigation.

He looked at Yiwu Xingjun in front of the academy and said seriously: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to find out this assassin ......"

Ning Yi looked at Chen Yi, took a deep breath, and said, "I can guarantee that every word and sentence is the truth." ”

"The method used by that assassin is to respond to the 'breeze on the threshold' of heaven. ”

Yiwu Xingjun's face trembled, he was so angry that he almost crushed the hairpin, and almost erupted angrily at Ning Yi, a cultivator who was a hundred years younger, gritting his teeth and saying, "Yellow-mouthed child, bloody mouth?"

Ning Yi smiled, and the shadow in his palm, under the reproduction of the starlight, slowly emerged from the figure at that time.

Chen Yi's face was solemn, and he said seriously: "The scene at that time was ...... That's true, not a bit. ”

Yiwu Xingjun looked at it intently, Ning Yi's palm, the starlight condensed, and the picture of the shadow rushing to the reproduced was Ying Tianfu's "breeze blowing on the threshold".

His face was ugly, and he looked back at his disciple, unable to say a word.

Ning Yi didn't stop, this time he looked at the Lord of Fengque, and said in a wooden voice: "That assassin also used Fengque's 'upside down'. ”

The mist in his palm changed, and Chen Yi's eyes turned cold.

Still.

At that time, it was very urgent, he didn't have time to write down the trajectory of this shadow, and he never thought that Ning Yi would be able to identify the cultivation method of this shadow...... The Pope looked at the Wind Lord.

The Feng Que Que Lord, who had originally stopped pinching, also changed his complexion, and he never thought that Ning Yi's sewage would be poured on him like this.

"You fart ......"

Feng Que Que's main voice was sharp, raised his palm, the whole person penetrated the wind curtain, and in an instant, he was about to come to Ning Yi's side and slap this young uncle of Shushan to death.

Thousand Hands didn't mean to move in the slightest.

Zhou You beside Chen Yi suddenly moved.

The white-haired Taoist priest turned into a white light and disappeared beside Chen Yi.