Huang Fucheng flew out of a distance, suddenly stopped, took a sip of wine, and roared away.

"Yinshan old monster, eat my sword!"

The old man sitting on a black cloud sneezed violently, and when he turned his head, he saw a dazzling sword light roaring towards him.

Hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and after the black mist around him trembled violently and evaporated for most of the time, the old man of Yinshan retreated, and scolded at the bearded swordsman who suddenly appeared: "Huangfu old thief, you want to kill me?"

Huangfu Cheng, who slowly put away his sword, frowned slightly, and sneered: "The famous old monster of Yinshan can't even catch the old man's sword, isn't it too wasteful?"

"Hmph!" ignoring the gun and stick in Huangfu's sincere words, the old man of Yinshan stood with his sleeves sleeves and said: "The old man hasn't come out to walk for a long time, and he doesn't know that the Sword Pavilion is also involved in the dirty things of the Villa of No Return?"

"What a fart, the old man deliberately went down the mountain and was not interested in meddling in your shitty debts, come with me. ”

Huang Fucheng stepped over to the old man of Yinshan and stretched out his palm to grab it.

The old man hurriedly avoided the snake and scorpion, and said in horror: "What are you doing, old stick?"

Looking at his appearance with his hands around his chest, Huangfu Cheng was angry, and stabbed out with his sword: "If you talk nonsense, I will go back with your corpse, and it can be regarded as an explanation." ”

The old man hurriedly restrained his hands and said with a wry smile: "Don't don't, the old man's cheap life is still somewhat useful." ”

Huangfu Cheng nodded, and regardless of whether the old man followed, he flew straight out of the sword, and the ghost envoy asked, "Why did the Villa offend you?"

The old man of Yinshan smiled solemnly, flew up and said the truth in his ear.

In fact, he didn't need to add oil and vinegar, just a few simple words, Huang Fucheng's face was already murderous.

"Don't move around here, I'll come as I go. Huang Fucheng's tone was heavy, and his finger sword qi vibrate.

The old man of Yinshan shrunk his neck and smiled, he couldn't give birth to the slightest idea of taking the opportunity to escape, this murderous sword cultivator in front of him, even before the destruction of Zangyue Mountain, was one of the few powerhouses in the world.

The sword cultivation of the Yuanying realm has infinite lethality and can kill people across the border, and the Sword Pavilion and the Sword House can become the holy land of sword cultivation because they each have such a combat power.

In the sky above the Villa of No Return, Sword Cultivation Emperor Fu Cheng stared at the majestic and gorgeous building, and roared: "Hu does not return, come out and answer." ”

Although he believed seven or eight points of what the old man of Yinshan said, he still had to make it clear to this nonsense, and let him understand it.

Pei Yuanshan walked out bitterly, bowed down and said, "Lord Sword Immortal, the owner of my family is still in retreat, and it is really inconvenient for him to come forward. ”

Huangfu Cheng snorted coldly and said, "The big array is open and retreating, are you good at this seat?"

The old deacon exhaled a breath of turbidity and said helplessly: "The owner of the village is indeed in retreat, how dare the old man deceive the immortals." ”

The sleeves quietly wiped away the beads of sweat from the sideburns, Pei Yuanshan raised his throat with a heart, when he was young, he was fortunate to see the big sword fairy on the top of his head, at that time, the villa was still the old owner of the house, and as a guard, he traveled to other states, Pei Yuanshan was fortunate to see Huangfu Cheng make a move.

Witnessing a famous Yuanying Realm monk who was pierced through the heart with a sword, Pei Yuanshan didn't have the courage to touch the edge of the sword cultivation with the Guardian Zhuang Array.

Huangfu Cheng snorted coldly: "In this way, even if you don't return to the villa to admit this crime." ”

Then the wrist trembled, the tip of the sword pierced out a huge sword qi, and the big array of the protector collided together, after a while, Huangfu Cheng walked away leisurely, a corner of the sword tower in the back mountain, Hu Bugui spilled blood, looked at the sky with hatred, and said resentfully: "What a master of the Sword Pavilion, the power of the half-immortal soldier is really powerful." ”

A sword destroyed the large array of the villa, and even hit the owner of the villa into a serious injury, Huangfu Cheng flew to the old man of Yinshan leisurely, saw him standing in place very 'well-behaved', and quipped: "Old monster of Yinshan, it's not your character to be so honest." ”

The old man was stunned, pouted and asked: "Huangfu old thief, what is the matter with you honestly looking for me, although I have stolen all kinds of graves, but I have never been to your Sword Pavilion, you and I are considered to be innocent." ”

Huangfu Cheng squinted his eyes and said with a low smile: "The old man heard that you have fished a lot of spirit stones in Yunjing Tower, and you are still a disciple of Zangyue Mountain, but there is such a thing." ”

Subconsciously about to nod, the old monster of Yinshan suddenly realized that something was wrong, and blurted out: "You can't be Chen... The Holy Saint sent him to extinguish the mouth, right?"

He originally wanted to say that Chen Xianzun was thinking about it, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, if it was really what Xianzun meant, when the two met, the Sword Emperor Fu Cheng would kill him, and there was no possibility of escape with the strength of the old man of Yinshan.

Huangfu Cheng raised his eyebrows, and said along with the words: "I am indeed here for Chen Sheng, but I am ......"

Raising the sword qi in his hand, Huangfu Cheng grinned and said, "You have to tell me first, why did that kid surnamed Chen kill you?"

The old man of Yinshan was determined in his heart, and daring to speak like this was enough to show that Huang Fucheng didn't know Chen Sheng's true identity, so he casually said nonsense: "Why else? Hate me for stealing the things he hid in the Moon Mountain, I knew that there were still people alive, and the old man shouldn't be greedy." ”

Huangfu Cheng's heart moved slightly, and he said curiously: "You mean, Chen Sheng is a disciple of Zangyue Mountain, who escaped from that disaster?"

"Otherwise?" Rolling his eyes, the old monster of Yinshan sighed: "It's really blood mold." ”

Huangfu Cheng sneered: "You should be glad that it is me who is here today and not someone who is deeply connected to Zangyue Mountain. ”

The old man swallowed and asked tentatively, "Are you talking about Lusu?"

Huang Fucheng nodded, and Sen Ran smiled: "Otherwise, I'm afraid that you are dead at this moment, and you don't even have scum left." ”

The old monster of Yinshan patted his chest, shouted lucky, and looked at Huang Fucheng's eyes softened a lot.

Suddenly shuddered, and the bearded sword cultivator was furious: "Old monster, if you want to die, I can fulfill you, don't disgust people here." ”

The old monster of Yinshan smiled, few people in the cultivation world knew that he and Huangfu Cheng were fellow villagers, and they were two big people from the same city.

............

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Chen Sheng stared at the sergeant who came over to inspect and knocked lightly on the door.

The boy lifted the curtain and poked his head out, his face tired, the injuries he had suffered when he drew the talisman had not yet fully recovered, and he hid in the car almost the whole way, except for the necessary food and drink.

Chen Sheng smiled and pointed to the city tower, the young man showed a little joy, turned around and helped Jiang Zhiyun, and said excitedly: "It's here!"

"Miss?" A somewhat rough voice sounded, Jiang Zhiyun turned his head to see the man's appearance, and shouted in surprise: "Uncle Wu?"

The man in clothes and armor looked suspicious and said, "Are you really the eldest lady?"

Jiang Zhiyun smiled softly: "It's me, I still remember when I was seven years old, I secretly led Huan'er to my uncle's house, and destroyed eight of the more than ten orchids that my aunt had planted with great difficulty. ”

The young man in a bright white robe happened to get out of the car, and when he heard such a juvenile anecdote as the woman, he held back a smile.

Jiang Zhiyun's beautiful eyes floated over without a trace, and the young man immediately changed his appearance, standing with a solemn face, but it seemed that Chen Sheng, who was sitting with a sword leaning against the car door, was a little hanging.

The man stepped forward a few steps and lowered his voice: "Miss, please leave quickly, some people in the clan want to be unfavorable to you now." ”

The woman's eyes dimmed, and although she had already expected such a situation in her heart, she still couldn't hide the throbbing in her heart when she really heard it.

The boy jumped out of the carriage and shouted, "Where can you jump to a few young people?"

Chen Sheng casually shook the scabbard with his hand, slapped the young man who was full of nonsense to the ground, and smiled at the man: "Trouble this big brother to let us enter the city, the three of us still have some things to discuss with the Jiang family." ”

The man's expression was slightly restrained, looking Chen Sheng up and down, originally he was only an ordinary coachman, but now the more he looks at it, the more he feels that this person is unfathomable, and the words he said with a smile on his face are difficult to refuse.

Jiang Zhiyun's eyes lit up slightly, and she leaned over to the man and whispered a few words.

Looking at Chen Sheng with a complicated expression, the man waved his hand, "Let go!"

Watching the carriage drive into the city, the man, who used to be very important in the family and is now relegated to guarding the city gate, secretly prayed in his heart: "Miss, have a safe journey." ”

Chen Sheng grinned, his gaze swept over the face of the nervous young man and the woman who smiled indifferently, and said, "Even if you want that person to feel at ease, you don't have to deliberately exaggerate my cultivation, right?"

The woman got up, half-bent in the carriage and saluted: "The little woman is thinking, anyway, she wants to pull the big flag, why not blow it bigger, not to mention that no matter how big the name is, it may not be scary with the word Xianzun, right?"

Chen Sheng was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "You are also bullying me for having a good temper." ”

The young man glared, and said in a strange manner: "You have a good temper, do you have any misunderstanding about yourself?"

After speaking, the young man rubbed the place that was slapped on the back of his head and grinned.

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, and in an instant, the three of them had come to the door of the owner of this city, Jiang's house.

Jiang Zhiyun exhaled lightly, refused the young man's support and stepped out of the carriage, looking up at the incomparably familiar gate.

"Jiang Zhiyun, the rebel daughter of the Jiang family, beg to see your ancestors!"

Chen Sheng and the young man are on the left and right, always keeping an eye out for enemies who may rush out at any time.

To their surprise, the heavy gate rumbled open, and a white-bearded old man walked out, holding a sandalwood cane, one step at a time.

The old man walked out of the door, straightened up with difficulty, and stared at his granddaughter, who had only a soul body left in front of him, with tears in his eyes.

Jiang Zhiyun flew forward and bowed to support the old man, but his eyes were already blurry.

Trembling and raising his palm, the old man's voice was hoarse but extremely gentle: "It's okay, it's good to be back." ”

Chen Sheng suddenly stepped out and swung his sword to destroy the wall in the courtyard, where there was originally a powerful anti-evil talisman.

This kind of spell is quite popular among large households, it is to pick up the scorching sun and the popularity of the clan, the longer it is engraved, the stronger the effect, like this way of the Jiang family, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, if Jiang Zhiyun is directly opposed, I am afraid that it will disappear in a moment.

"Who is it?" the young man snorted coldly, and a piccolo appeared in his hand, and the gloomy atmosphere was overflowing.