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Hengjiang threw it casually, and a golden steel magic sword fell from his sleeve and fell in front of Cheng Bijun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Bijun looked at the Jingang magic sword, and then looked at Hengjiang, with mixed feelings in his eyes.

Hengjiang said: "Sluts have their own cheap lives, if I kill you with the jade sword in my hand, I will inevitably dirty the sword in my hand! After you die, there will be wild dogs in the city, hungry and hungry, and eat your carcass. If the wild dogs eat you, they can avoid starvation and death, and you have accumulated a meritorious service!"

Cheng Bijun trembled, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Hengjiang! I thought you were a humble gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious!"

"The humble gentleman is Mr. Zhou, not me Hengjiang. ”

Hengjiang sighed: "I can't learn the word benevolence and forgiveness of Mr. Zhou, from stupidity, if you don't be ruthless, how can you live in this unpredictable world?"

Cheng Bijun was speechless for a while, and finally stopped begging, and suddenly his mind was horizontal, he raised the magic sword in his hand, and slashed at Yue Buyao's head on the table.

Bang bang!

A sword and a sword, slashed at the head.

Cheng Bijun gritted his teeth, eager to break Yue Buyao's body into ten thousand pieces, and roared in a dumb voice while swinging his sword: "If you hadn't instigated me to poison, how could I have been ungrateful and hurt Mr. Zhou, and how could I have fallen to this point......

She actually forgot that a moment ago, she begged Hengjiang bitterly, saying that she and Yue Buyao really loved each other, and begged Hengjiang to bury them together, and they would die in the same cave.

The golden steel magic sword is the object of the disciples of Dongguan.

This kind of magic sword is a magic weapon given to the disciples by the Dongguan Dojo, although it is far less than the treasure given to the disciples by the Xuanming Dojo, the sword of Han Jian's sub-scene, and the cold sword of Liao Changkong, but in the mortal world, it is still a magic weapon that cuts gold and jade, but now even Yue Buyao's head cannot be cut off with a sword.

It's not that Cheng Bijun's strength is too weak, or it's not that the golden steel magic sword suddenly became dull, but it's really that Yue Buyao's head on the table is too hard.

Every time Cheng Bijun slashed down, Yue Buyao's head would emit a faint light.

After dozens of swords in a row, Cheng Bijun's arm was weak, and he had no strength, and the golden steel sword clanged and fell to the ground.

On the offering table, Yue Buyao's head was intact.

It's just that although this head is not damaged, its facial features have become a little awkward, not like a living human face, but more like a puppet carved by someone.

Seeing this scene, Hengjian's eyes changed, he bit off his middle finger, waved his hand and spilled a bloody sword, which landed on his head.

Whew!

The bloody sword turned into fire, blazing, and wrapped around the head.

When the flames disappeared, Yue Buyao's head on the offering table turned into a wooden head.

As for Yue Buyao's body, which was taken by Hengjiang in the air, it was still blurred with flesh and blood, and it still looked like flesh and blood.

Fu Xiangyang had fallen from the roof, pointed to the head on the offering table, and said, "This is a stand-in technique!"

However, when he looked at the flesh and blood on the ground, he said, "It's not all stand-ins, this body is still a human body, but the head on the table is replaced by a stand-in technique." This Yue Buyao's strength is still below me, if he changes his head halfway, he will definitely not be able to hide it from me. I guess this Yue Buyao had already thought that he would die here today, so he used the flying head technique to separate the head from the body, and then used the stand-in technique to make a head and install it on the body, so that the body with a fake head came here to die. ”

"If Cheng Bijun didn't cut off his head with a sword, it was already the custom of my Xianmen to worship the ancestors, and most of the junior disciples would burn the head that was used as a sacrifice with a fire. Once burned to ashes, we will assume that the person is dead, and his true head will escape. ”

"This kind of stand-in attainment is already at the pinnacle, even if I cultivate above him, I can't see through his spells. It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, but I'm afraid that this national teacher can't imagine that Cheng Bijun will cut off his head with a sword in order to vent his anger!"

Fu Xiangyang sighed and sighed: "On the way of conspiracy and trickery, this kind of left-hand side door is really much more than my Xuanming Dojo." If you are not careful, you will be calculated by it......"

Liao Changkong frowned slightly, and the breath on his body was even colder.

With a whooshing sound, a beam of sword light grew on the soles of Liao Changkong's feet.

Holding the Absolute Sword in her arms, she walked with the sword, heading towards the Imperial Palace of the Middle-earth Empire, like lightning flying.

But when Cheng Bijun heard Fu Xiangyang's words, a trace of vitality appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "I know where he is hiding, as long as the young master is willing to take my life, I am willing to take the young master to find him!"

"No need. ”

Hengjiang looked indifferent and said, "You have another use." ”

When Cheng Bijun heard this, Tumeng gave amnesty, kowtowed again and again to thank him, and said: "As long as the young master can use the slave's place, the slave family is willing to go to the soup for the young master!"

"The word "going to the soup and going to the fire" is used well!"

Hengjiang pinched the magic method by hand, and displayed the Nine Yao Recipes of the Shimen Fire Method, and in front of the offering table, a ball of flames with a radius of two feet and a raging flame was sprinkled.

He pointed to the flames and said to Cheng Bijun, "You are willing to go to the soup and fight the fire...... It's not necessary to go to the soup, burning the sacrifices is my Xianmen practice, so you can go to the fire. ”

Cheng Bijun was stunned and trembling.

Hengjiang didn't say anything more, waved his hand and cast a gust of wind, rolled up into Bijun, and threw it into the fire.

There was a snort, and the fire burned brighter and brighter.

Cheng Bijun shouted heartbreakingly in the fire, but Hengjiang was indifferent, turned his back to Cheng Bijun, lit three incense sticks again, inserted them on the supply incense burner, and recited words in his mouth.

This is a mantra.

At this moment, Cheng Bijun finally understood why Hengjiang had only recited half of the scriptures and mantras before, so he stopped, sat aside and drank tea and waited, it turned out that it was just to wait until the time to burn the sacrifices, and then continue to recite the second half of the mantras.

After reciting the mantra, Cheng Bijun's howling gradually subsided, leaving only the ashes on the ground after being burned by the fire, blown by the cold wind, flying up and disappearing......

Liao Changkong has flown far away, and her destination is the Imperial Palace.

Hengjiang and Liao Changkong have been together for a long time, they know very well, and naturally know Liao Changkong's purpose, so they said goodbye to Mr. Zhou's spiritual position on the table, and then turned around and left the mansion, stopping briefly at the courtyard gate that was previously collapsed by a sword, and performing the Xianmen water method, gathering the surrounding cold and frost in one place, forming a frost gate that is several meters high, and the majestic atmosphere, and then in the plaque on the door, the word "Zhou Mansion" was written.

Immediately, Hengjiang performed the Blue Sky Moon Technique and flew into the air.

Whoosh ......

A gust of yin wind, carrying countless flying swords, flew out from within the Zhou Mansion.

These yin winds are all transformed by the protector gods under the command of Hengjiang, they are originally made of ghost sacrifices, and when they are galloping, they are also somewhat similar to ghost cultivation. Previously, the Nine Veins Demon Seeking Sword Array in the Zhou Mansion was arranged in the mansion by Hengjiang with the master's exorcism technique when the Dharma Protector God would collect offerings, tables, incense candles and other objects in the mansion.

After Hengjiang left, Fu Xiangyang fell last.

"What a nine-vein demon seeking sword array! What a senior brother Heng with clear grievances! No wonder Senior Brother Ah Xin, who is so arrogant, had a great friendship with Senior Brother Heng when he was still just a mortal in the world, and brought him into the master's door. Although Senior Brother Heng's talent is mediocre and his qualifications are ordinary, his Taoist heart and character are far above my generation!"

Fu Xiangyang was amazed in his heart, jumped to a height of ten meters in one step, and then lay sideways on the clouds, tracking the Hengjiang River, and just flew out of the mansion, he saw his great-grandson Fuguo Gong leading a vote to help the children of the family, as well as a large group of elites in the army, waiting solemnly and guarding the long street.

Seeing Fu Xiangyang Woyun flying out, Fuguo Gong knelt on the ground and saluted, saying, "Grandson to meet the ancestor!"

Many sergeants knelt on the ground and bowed down, shouting to see the immortals.

Fu Xiangyang nodded, he was about to leave, but suddenly he thought of something, so he paused for a while, and asked Fu Guogong: "More than ten years ago, Mr. Zhou was poisoned, have you ever noticed that there is another secret in this matter?"

Fu Guogong didn't know why the ancestor asked this, so he only replied: "My grandson also thought that Mr. Zhou died strangely, but that Cheng Bijun lived in the national teacher's house the day after Mr. Zhou's death, and after a few days, the Zhou Mansion changed the plaque and changed it to the National Teacher's Mansion." Although Sun Er had doubts, he was not easy to ask about it, after all, the national teacher was an immortal. And I'm just a mortal man, beyond the reach of ......"

"That's it, that's it. ”

Fu Xiangyang waved his hand and tracked Hengjiang away.

At this moment, Fu Xiangyang was already a little disheartened, and thought: "After a hundred years, Fu Jia is no longer the Fu Jia in my impression. Back then, the family was determined to forge ahead and be fierce. Even if the people in the fairy gate come to the door, they dare to draw their swords and compete with each other. Back then, if it weren't for the fact that the head of the family saw that I was helping my family and united sincerely, and I didn't care about life and death to save my parents, and I didn't have the slightest intention of retreating from the enemy in the immortal sect, how could the head uncle lead me into the master's door?"

He has been away from home for many years, and his homesickness is like wine, and this time he wanted to stay in the imperial capital for a few more days to relieve his homesickness. Now listening to what Fuguo Gong said, the nostalgia instantly became as light as water, and he didn't want to stay longer for a day, so he had made up his mind, and just waited for the Hengjiang incident to be over, and then returned to Xuanming Mountain.

Palace.

The red walls and green tiles, the palace is like a forest. The eaves are pecked high, and the intrigue is intrigue. The lanterns are hung high, and the guards are like rain.

The palace gate is majestic, up to more than ten zhang, but now it has been split open by a sword, cutting off the suspension bridge hanging at the palace gate, and even the moat outside the gate has been torn apart by the sword, resulting in a frozen river surface, and a narrow and deep sword mark appears.

Hengjiang Yufeng came to this point, and after a little look, he recognized the sword qi remaining on the sword marks, which originated from the Void Condensing Sword Technique, and knew that this must be Liao Changkong's handiwork.

The gate of the palace can be described as the face of the emperor, but it was blasted open by a sword.

This Senior Sister Liao's temperament is really irritable. Her heart is also very arrogant.

I don't know if she will anger the emperor because of the matter of the national teacher, and behead the emperor Lao'er with a sword, so that the Middle-earth Empire will change the dynasty overnight......