Xue Buyu was feeling the physical changes brought about by the improvement of the realm, and when he saw the other party screaming and rushing over to find himself desperately, he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

The incantation was silently recited in his mouth, and the five thunders of yin and yang were given to the flying sword.

Suddenly, the body of the flying sword shone with golden light, the runes exuded a mighty righteousness, and the purple thunder light of the Dao Dao was wrapped around the blade of the sword, accompanied by the electric light of "Zizizi" and went straight to Li Fugui's back.

Li Fugui's eyes were bloodshot, and his vitality was rapidly draining, but he was full of strength.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his heart, which was to kill the young man in front of him.

The sword was sharp and lightning, but Li Fugui had completely ignored it, he jumped in the air like a big bird, and pounced on Xue Buyu like an eagle fighting a rabbit.

People are like the wind, swords are like electricity, and the wind is urgent.

No matter how fast the wind is, it can't catch up with the lightning.

Li Fugui's heart was cold, and the sword body had pierced into his back and penetrated his chest.

After piercing, the flying sword obediently came to Bu Yu and jumped up and down, like a puppy currying favor with his master, and then the sword turned around, turned around and made a sound of wind and thunder, as if demonstrating to Li Fugui.

At this moment, the sword fights the human power!

Like an eagle, Li Fugui, who was speechless, suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and the ghost qi condensed in his body was instantly defeated by the heavenly thunder.

The black qi shrouded around his body quietly disappeared like snow, and the miserable wails of the evil ghosts he had painstakingly cultivated were heard in his ears, wailing and resentful, and slowly disappearing with a sense of relief.

Li Fugui stopped, looking down in disbelief at the red blood spurting out of his chest.

Blood splattered like a shower, forming a red arc of light in the early morning light.

The strength of his body passed rapidly with the gushing of blood, and finally he couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground crookedly.

His eyes could no longer support him, and he slowly closed them, and finally saw only a pair of feet slowly coming to him.

Xue Buyu looked down at Li Fugui, who had white hair and beard, a withered face, and a thin body, and his heart was gloomy for a while.

Although demons are terrifying, what is even more terrifying is the human heart.

This Li Fugui has a lot of ability, but he went astray, and finally ended up dying, which is sad and lamentable!

People's hearts are unpredictable, who would have known that such a profound person would be willing to be an eagle dog of the imperial court?

In the future, there will be Zhang Fugui and Zhao Fugui appearing.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes glazed fiercely.

It doesn't matter who he is, if he dares to stand in my way, how can he be merciful, and he should be cut down with a sword!

The earth-shattering sound of fighting in the courtyard had already scared everyone away in the house.

Xue Buyu closed his eyes and concentrated, his consciousness was released, and he soon found Sima Sheng imprisoned in the dungeon in the backyard.

Feeling Sima Sheng's breath, he felt a little at ease in his heart, the old prime minister was breathing evenly at the moment, and it was no big deal.

At this time, the roar of horses' hooves came from outside the mansion, and a high-pitched Qingyue voice sounded: "Who dares to make trouble in Meaux?"

The war horse neighed, and a figure outside the house rose from behind the wall and landed gently on the eaves of the door and house near the street of the mansion.

Behind it is the rising sun that does not know when, emitting ten thousand golden rays of light and warming the world.

The figure can be vaguely seen in the breeze with long beards fluttering, the bones of the fairy wind, and the sleeves of the robe are rounded by the wind, rustling.

Xue Buyu turned his head and closed his eyes slightly to look at the person who came, only to feel that the figure seemed to be very familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen it for a while?

Suddenly, the man exclaimed, "Ninth Senior Brother, why are you here?"

Before the words fell, the figure had already fallen from the eaves of the door and house, and walked forward.

He looked at Xue Buyu with a smile on his face, his eyes faintly flashing with excitement.

Xue Buyu saw the person who came clearly, "Ah!" and shouted out, and walked quickly in front of the person.

"Seventh Senior Brother, long time no see!"

Looking at the seventh senior brother Mo Qing, who was wearing a blue scarf in front of him, wearing a gossip brocade robe with an ochre yellow background, a blue jade belt around his waist, a ruddy complexion, and a long beard, his heart was stirred silently.

He took a step forward and hugged Mo Qing tightly with open arms, tears glistening in his eyes.

After a long time, he asked with a trembling voice, "Senior Brother Seven, has you always been good?"

Mo Qing smiled with a smile on his face, looked at him kindly, and nodded lightly: "TOEFL, everything is fine." ”

After speaking, he looked up and down and looked at the taller and taller without saying anything, compared the height of the two with his hand, and quipped: "When I parted, you and I were about the same height, but I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are a head taller than me!"

Bu Xiu's face was shy, looking at the seventh senior brother in brocade clothes and jade robes, he couldn't help but say proudly: "That's, I'm still young! ”

Mo laughed lightly, raised his hand and patted the broad shoulders that were silent, and responded, "That's, that's!"

The two exchanged pleasantries for a moment, and then asked silently, "Seventh Senior Brother, why are you here?"

Mo lightly recounted the experience after leaving the mountain.

It turned out that Mo Qing was more than 120 years old, and he felt that it was hopeless to break through the mortal realm and enter the unyielding realm in this life, so he was disheartened and escaped from the empty door, bent on finding a good place to die of old age.

On the way, I met Chang Hao, the lord of Mocheng.

At that time, Chang Hao went out on a safari and was ambushed by enemy agents, and his entourage suffered casualties in order to protect Chang Hao.

Chang Hao panicked and fled, and happened to meet Mo Qing, who was fishing by the river.

Mo lightly saw that this person was covered in blood and his hair was scattered, but his face was majestic, his temperament was extraordinary, and he had a tiger's head and gold and jade wrench on his thumb, so he knew that the other party's identity was not low, and it was a big trouble.

Chang Hao lost too much blood, ran out of strength, and fell in front of Mo Qing, and then more than twenty masked killers chased him here.

Mo Qing was reluctant to kill, but it was not his personality to save him when he saw death, so he randomly used a trick to scare away the killer and save Chang Hao.

Later, Fang learned that Chang Hao was the lord of Mocheng, and the entire Youzhou was under his jurisdiction.

After Chang Hao woke up, he thanked Mo Qing for his kindness and enthusiastically solicited him.

Mo was thin-skinned and couldn't stand his sincerity, so he promised Chang Hao to be a staff member by his side, but in fact, he didn't have to do anything, just enjoy Qingfu.

After returning to the city, Chang Hao carried out a major purge around Meaux, and found many enemy spies, only to know that the killer last time was an enemy agent.

Later, a large number of troops were mobilized to patrol the streets to maintain law and order, so when Xue Buyu and others entered the city, they saw so many guards patrolling the streets.

Just now, Mo Qing was meditating cross-legged in the City Lord's Mansion, his ears and eyes moved slightly, and he noticed the sound of fighting in the city, so he came to investigate, and happened to meet the ninth junior brother of Li Fugui.

After listening to Mo Qing's experience, he knew that Senior Brother Seventh had now looked down on the path of cultivation and lived a peaceful life, so he was secretly happy for him.

After Mo Qing finished speaking, he looked around, but he didn't see Xue Meng.

asked curiously: "You and Xiao Meng are inseparable, why don't you see him in this battle." ”

Xue Buyu's mood sank when he heard this, so he told him about meeting Sima Sheng and his party.

After listening, Mo Qing's eyes flickered, pondered for a while, and was comforted.

"Xiao Meng's refining body is successful, and there will be no danger in measuring it.

How can you find it? Why don't you go back to the city lord's mansion with me, wait for me to show the city lord, send out people, and make inquiries around, and act cheaply. ”

Xue Buyu thought that there were many people and great strength, if he could use the power of the army, it would be much easier to find Xiao Meng, so he responded.

At that moment, the two rescued Sima Sheng, took Sima Qing and Xiaoyue from the inn surrounded by soldiers, and several people went to the city lord's mansion to meet Chang Hao.

The entourage in the palace politely led a few people to the side hall, and Mo Qing went to report the matter to the city lord first.

Chang Hao, who was dressed in household clothes, learned that Prime Minister Sima had come to the mansion, and he waved his hand to interrupt the officials who were reporting on official business, asking them to come back tomorrow.

Then he didn't have time to tidy up his clothes, and trotted all the way to the side hall.

"I don't know if the grace is coming, the students are disappointed, and they hope to atone for their sins!"

A loud voice came from outside the door, and before the sound arrived, everyone unconsciously got up and looked out of the hall.

Silently, he looked at the person carefully.

Six feet tall, with black hair and black hair, a ruddy complexion, and the tiger-headed golden jade wrench on the thumb of his left hand is extremely conspicuous, so he knows that this person is Chang Hao, the city lord of Mocheng mentioned by the seventh senior brother.

Before he had time to ask for advice, Chang Hao looked up and saw Sima Sheng in the crowd at a glance.

Rushing to the front, swinging forward, prostrate on the ground.

"Eun-sang, you've suffered!"