Seeing that the red-faced man was reluctant to leave, the thin man actually pleaded, "Now that we can't go back, and it is impossible for us to be taken in by the Divine Sword Sect, why are you still so pedantic in your heart? ”

Before he could finish speaking, he had stopped breathing.

As soon as the sound of the sword fell, a helpless sigh suddenly came from the mouth of the alley, "A person's conspiracy has reached this extent, what is the value of living?"

This happened too quickly, and at this moment the thin man's head was still on his neck, but he saw blood slowly oozing from around the neck, and the blood formed a blood ring on his neck, and then a gust of wind whistled by, and his head fell to the ground.

The scene came so fast and suffocating that everyone seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

Everyone looked up to the west following the voice just now, but saw a man dressed in a cyan martial arts robe, carrying a giant sword wrapped in black cloth behind his shoulder, the whole person looked extremely majestic, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes and holding his hands.

They couldn't see any emotion on the man's face, as if killing someone had become a daily routine for the man.

Anyway, this thin man is a martial artist who has entered the realm of a swordsman, not an ordinary man who is slaughtered on the street, and he is dying at this moment, and no one dares to believe that this is true.

Their eyes shifted to the young man.

This young man is the eldest son of the Zhuge family, Ning Hongyuan's most reliable brother of the opposite sex, Zhuge Zilai.

The sword just now was so fast, so fast that it was suffocating, so fast that it was as if it had never happened, and everyone was dumbfounded, was it a god, a man, a demon, or a Buddha?

But when everyone didn't have time to say anything, they saw a flash of sword light in the air, and three more people fell to the ground, falling silently, this sword was faster than lightning and quieter than the starry sky.

These were the same men who had followed the thin man at first.

Needless to say, it was also Zhuge Zilai who shot it, and after killing people, he was neither as tired as Ning Hongyuan, nor as ecstatic as the Poison Seven Swords, and his face was calm as if he had never killed anyone.

Everyone was once again frightened by this scene, their faces were like ashes, looking at Zhuge Zilai's eyes as if they were seeing death, that handsome face was so cold as snow, so elegant and picturesque, their hearts were more frightened than when they met Ning Wujian, and they forgot to kneel for a while.

Is the young man in front of him a human, a ghost, a god, or a Buddha? How could a human being possess such extreme speed? Such a silent sword move?

They looked at Zhuge Zilai with horror on their faces, and they no longer knew what they were thinking in their hearts, their pupils were numb, and they could only hear their own heartbeats in the whole ethereal.

Only the red-faced man looked at Ning Wujian with stunned eyes, and replied confidently: "Are you sent by Ning Wuqian to kill them all?" It seems that I really misunderstood Ning Wuji, and the funny thing is that I actually wanted to take refuge in him just now!" Only such a reason can make him explain to himself what happened just now.

He has already been humiliated by Ning Wujian in public once, this time he will definitely not endure the second humiliation, anyway, he can't live anymore, why not die a little backbone!

Several people around were frightened, and their faces were as white as ashes, and the expression of the red-faced man was like a world of difference.

Zhuge Zilai saw that this red-faced man had a tough attitude, but smiled at him, "It's also a tough guy who is not afraid of death!"

"What do you want to do!!," replied the red-faced man, who closed his eyes lightly and looked at death as if he were at home.

Zhuge came from a speedy phantom and walked in front of the red-faced man, "Are you willing to join our Divine Sword Sect?"

When the red-faced man heard this, he was shocked, and then he opened his eyes, and his tone became softened, "Didn't you send Ning Wuqian to kill them all?"

Zhuge Zilai shook his head at him, "No, Ning Wujian is not a hypocrite, since he let you go, how can he send someone to kill you in front of him and behind his back, if he is really such a person, why should a person like me be loyal to him?"

The red-faced man is also a person who understands, think about it carefully, it is really the truth, the strength of this young man has broken through the sky, and it is not at all something that a martial artist of their level can comprehend, but such a young genius must be loyal to Ning Wuji, which must be Ning Wujian has a certain personal charm and is attracting this young genius, otherwise why would this young genius help Ning Wuji?

After the red-faced man understood these Taoist ideals, he began to regret what he said before, and his hands came to Zhuge Zilai, bowed his head and thanked him, "I see!

Zhuge Zilai patted him on the shoulder, then walked behind him, and waited until everyone had fully reacted, and then said slowly: "Don't worry, I only kill those who should be killed, although you have committed sins in the Divine Sword Sect, but you are really being used and forced to be helpless, since I am Ning Wuji's friend, I should have a little bit of his kind of heart!"

"Are you Ning Wuji's friend?" the red-faced man couldn't help but ask.

"What? You don't believe it?"

The red-faced man knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Of course not, I just don't know what you came to us people for!"

"What did you want to do before?" Zhuge Zilai asked rhetorically.

The red-faced man's thoughts were all on this young man's incredible sword, and when he heard this, he came to his senses and remembered what he said before, "I want to join Ning Wuji's command!"

"Isn't that it!" Zhuge replied so cheerfully.

"Little brother. After the red-faced man said this, he knew that his words were wrong, and hurriedly apologized, "I don't know what you should call it?"

Zhuge Zilai shook his head, "I'm used to being alone, I don't have a title, you and me are enough!"

The red-faced man turned his body, looked at Zhuge Zilai's resolute and elegant back, and listened to his extraordinary words, coupled with the shocking sword before, at this moment, he admired him even more, folded his hands, and respectfully thanked him: "I won't tell you, I do want to join the Divine Sword Sect, but... Hey, please allow me to say bluntly, our brothers did commit crimes in the Divine Sword Sect before, although they were persecuted by the thief, but they did bring a certain loss to your sect, and now we have nowhere to go, and we don't have the entanglement and strength to go home, although we want to join the Divine Sword Sect, but we are afraid... ”

Zhuge Zilai knew that this red cotton man had something unspeakable, turned around, and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I like to tell the truth the most in my life, many people in this troubled world wrap themselves up, and they don't want to tell the truth to strangers, even after being defeated by me, you still have to lie in front of me, you are still the first person among strangers to tell me the truth!"

The red-faced man listened to his words, his temperament was extraordinary, and he suddenly recalled something in his mind, "Could it be that you are one of the three masters of the younger generation of the Divine Sword Sect and the eldest son of the Zhuge family?"

Zhuge Zilai smiled slightly, "Fame is very necessary for Ning Wujian and Ning Hongyuan, but what is a good thing for me, remember not to mention my name in front of outsiders in the future!"

The red-faced man comprehended, and originally wanted to call him Zhuge Gongzi, but now after hearing this sentence, he immediately changed back to his original title, "You told me just now that I was the first to tell the truth in front of you, and I don't hide it, I do want to join the Divine Sword Sect now, but I am worried about the things I have committed. Hey!"

"Why don't you make up for it?" Zhuge Zilai took his words and said.

The red-faced man was overjoyed when he heard this, and even the two young men who were alive next to him were also happy, and his pupils, which were like dead fishes, shone at this moment.

"I wonder how you're going to make up for it?" asked the red-faced man.

"Now there are many thorns that have infiltrated our Divine Sword Sect, and it can even be said that there are no less than hundreds of spies who have infiltrated our Divine Sword Sect by taking this opportunity, it is not a way to go on like this, I don't have high requirements for you, if you can catch fifteen thorns hidden among these tourists after three days and hand them over to this place! I guarantee that those mistakes you committed in my Divine Sword Sect before, I can help you explain them in front of Ning Wujian and write them off!"

"Is that true?" the red-faced man was even more overjoyed.

"Oh, you said yes so quickly, was there some plan?"

The red-faced man didn't dare to lie in front of such an outstanding young man, "I won't tell you, when you put forward this condition just now, I already thought of a plan!"

"What a plan!"

The red-faced man said unceremoniously: "Thief catches thief! Just as you now arrange for me to catch thieves, I can also catch thieves in this way, I dare not hide it from you, these days I have learned about the secret contact points of some spies, because the purpose of these spies is the same, so for the sake of prudence, many spies from different forces have contact locations in the same place, so I am confident that I will bring you no less than thirty spies, but there is one condition that I hope you can meet us!" After the red-faced man finished speaking, he pointed to the two surviving companions around him, meaning that we will carry out this mission together.

"What conditions!"

The red-faced man lowered his head and folded his hands very respectfully: "I hope you can temporarily lend us the waist card of "Flying Shadow", I will definitely be able to ensure that you are satisfied, three days later!"

Zhuge is an extremely smart person, although the other party did not clearly say the method, but he already knew a rough idea, "Okay, I understand!"

After finishing speaking, he then took out a gold-shiny sign from the ring and handed it to the red-faced man without the slightest hesitation.

"Now, I already believe in you completely, and I hope you don't let me down!"

A person next to him suddenly stared blankly, as if he was planning something.

When Zhuge Zilai was about to leave, the red-faced man asked eagerly: "Wait a minute, Childe, I still have something I want to ask!"

"What's the matter?" Zhuge didn't get bored, although he planned to break into the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but it would take a certain amount of time, if the time had not yet arrived today, and the time was not ripe, so he was not in a hurry to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect immediately, and besides, the situation in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had undergone earth-shaking upheaval, and his original plans and informants in the Divine Sword Sect had been disrupted to a certain extent, so he had to re-plan, wait and see the changes, and wait for the opportunity to move.

And before going to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to carry out the operation, Zhuge Zilai also wanted to see the true strength of Uncle Ning, whom he had always respected, so that he could have a number in his heart, and in two hours, it would be the moment when his best brother Ning Hong broke through the martial realm again, as the best brother in his life, how could he miss it?

As for why he appeared here, it was also an accident, because when he passed by the "Central Street", he happened to see Ning Wuqian dealing with those thorns, and he was not at ease about these thorns that Ning Wuqian had let go, so he followed all the way, and there was this scene in front of him.

As for why he made such a plan, it was not arranged in advance, but he felt that although the sect master held this martial realm conference had the functions of recruiting talents, rallying people's hearts, and expanding financing, it had a negative impact, that is, there must be no less than hundreds of spies and thorns who took this opportunity to infiltrate the Divine Sword Sect, that is to say, this time the martial realm conference would let a lot of rats and flies run into his home.

However, Zhuge Zilai was happy about this, because this also happened to give him the opportunity to infiltrate the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and he was ready to use the "anti-intermediary" method to infiltrate the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, wouldn't this be much safer than directly infiltrating the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?

With such a plan in his heart, Zhuge Zilai planned to find out a few thorns and spies before leaving the Divine Sword Sect, if these thorns and spies were from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he would definitely be able to make a big fuss about it, and it was time-consuming and laborious to find them one by one.