Chapter 280: The Old Man Who Farmed in Baiyun Temple?

"Bang!"

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"Big, Mr. Big......"

Zhou Song, who was dazed, looked back at the sword body of the long sword next to his cheek, and saw that it was none other than Mr. Qiushui standing behind him at this moment.

"Mr. Big, it's all my fault, if I don't let my guard down, if ......"

The moment he saw Mr. Big, Zhou Song's suppressed emotions suddenly collapsed, his eyes were full of remorse and despair to look at Mr. Big, trembling and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"It's not your fault, you're doing a good job. ā€

Instead of blaming Zhou Song, Mr. Big pressed one hand on Zhou Song's head, as if comforting his child who had been wronged outside, and patted his head.

"It's their fault. ā€

His sword pointed straight at the giant ships in the distance.

......

"Who is this kid?"

Mr. Big's long sword pointed at the giant ship suspended in the air at Tianjing Pass.

Yang Zhicheng, the lord of Yanzhou Fengsheng Mansion, sat comfortably on the recliner at the bow of the boat, and looked at the scene that had just happened in front of him.

"If the information is correct, it should be Zhou Song, the sixth disciple of Qiushui Lingxiao Pavilion just now, and he does have a vertical and horizontal sword in one hand, and he is a rare sword cultivator, but his heart is a little weaker. ā€

Cao Keng sat aside and nodded approvingly.

"People like Zhou Song, how many autumn waters are there?"

Yang Zhicheng asked.

"A lot. ā€

Cao Keng was silent for a moment and then replied.

"Is this what you call the confidence of autumn water?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhicheng smiled bitterly.

"No wonder you were so hesitant before, and you didn't hesitate to use the resources of the entire Immortal Alliance, this autumn water is indeed a difficult bone to gnaw......"

He changed his previous arrogance and began to take the situation in front of him seriously.

"Then our alliance leader, the first wave of bait was launched, are you still satisfied with the effect?"

Yang Zhicheng then turned his head and looked at Cao Keng with a smile and asked.

"These young disciples of Qiushui are indeed a little unexpected to me, but it has also been tested that the resentment of this group of resentful slaves can indeed make Qiushui's Kun Array reveal flaws, so the situation is still in my estimate, as long as this Kun Array is broken, under the Heavenly Punishment Great Array, even if you have more disciples like Zhou Song, it will be in vain. ā€

Cao Keng said calmly.

"What is the situation in the other places? It is not like I have found nothing. ā€

Yang Zhicheng asked.

"The situation of Baijiao Pass and Chunyu Pass is similar to your Tianjing Pass, but Wei Whale of Yuanzhou Wuzhi Mansion and Meng Ju of Liuzhou Kunwu Mansion are responsible for the Yanchao Pass......"

"They broke the Swallow's Nest Pass?"

Before Cao Keng finished speaking, Yang Zhicheng asked eagerly, he had a strong sense of victory and defeat, even if he was on the same front as his companions, he didn't want them to walk in front of him.

"What are you anxious about. ā€

Cao Keng glanced at Yang Zhicheng.

"Of course I'm in a hurry, if these two people take the lead, I'll have the face to mess around in the Immortal Mansion in the future?"

Yang Zhicheng said bluntly.

"What the hell is going on, you say!"

He asked again with an eager expression.

"A fairy ship was destroyed at Yanchao Pass, and Wei Whale in Wuzhi Mansion was seriously injured. ā€

Cao Keng frowned and said, he stood up as he spoke.

"Impossible, I know very well the strength of these two people, it is impossible for someone in Qiushui to hurt them now!"

Yang Zhicheng was first stunned, and then disbelieving.

"Who is guarding the Swallow's Nest Pass?"

He then asked.

"Baiyun Temple, Yang Wanli. ā€

Cao Keng said.

"The old man who farmed?!"

Yang Zhicheng looked incredulous.

"The old man who farmed the land?"

Cao Keng smiled.

"I'm not afraid to tell you now, Yan Prison is willing to come to help us this time, not because of the feud with Qiushui, but for this old man of the kind of land you call it. ā€

He looked at Yang Zhicheng with a mysterious expression.

"Let me go to Yanchao Pass!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhicheng suddenly blurted out with excitement.

"I will go over to Yanchaoguan in person, you don't have to worry about it. ā€

Seeing his belligerent appearance, Cao Keng had a headache.

"It's your patio closed here, after all, there is Mr. Big, I'm not very relieved. ā€

He looked at Yang Zhicheng with his eyes full of worry.

"Boss Cao, don't you look down on me?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhicheng immediately became angry.

"A pseudo-saint realm, how can you be afraid, you wait at Yanchao Pass, and in less than an hour, I will break through this Tianjing Pass and come to you!"

He said confidently and slowly.

"You're good at everything, but this one is frizzy. ā€

Cao Keng waved his hand.

"You have to know that this battle can only be won and not defeated by my Immortal Mansion, for the sake of safety, I have already instructed He Miao to let Changzhou Xu Daoning come to help you. ā€

He said with a serious expression.

"No, let him stay with He Miao, I don't need anyone else here. ā€

As soon as Cao Keng finished speaking, Yang Zhicheng refused.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Cao Keng's expression froze, and his originally gentle face suddenly exuded a killing intent that was cold all over the body.

"Say it again?"

His eyes were sharp, and he looked at Yang Zhicheng coldly.

Seeing that Yang Zhicheng unconsciously took a step back, he just swallowed his saliva, and no longer had Fang Cai's arrogant and domineering demeanor.

"Once again, I warn you that everything is going according to my plan, and don't do anything superfluous, or don't blame me for not remembering the old days. ā€

Cao Keng walked up to Yang Zhicheng and warned him again with a cold expression.

"Yes. ā€

It could be seen that Yang Zhicheng was still unwilling, but he still consciously lowered his head.

It didn't take long to see behind him Changzhou Xu Daoning leading a team of griffin horses to Tianjing Pass.

Cao Keng explained a few words to Xu Daoning, and then hurriedly walked in the direction of Yanchao Pass.

"Presumably, this is the predecessor of Yang Zhicheng, the famous Fengsheng Mansion Master who is pulling mountains and rivers out of the mountains, right?"

Xu Daoning walked up to Yang Zhicheng, squinted and smiled.

And Yang Zhicheng ignored Xu Daoning, just lifted the two iron balls next to him that were tied with iron chains, which were one person high, and then grabbed the iron balls with one hand and lifted the iron balls and shouted:

"Put the second wave of resentful slaves, and we will crush this Tianjing Pass in one go!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Xianfu soldiers in the dozen or so pioneer ships in a row also followed him towards the direction of Tianjing Pass with murderous intent, and roared with murderous intent.

"You just stay here, the eldest young master of the sect who used to have tender meat. ā€

In the deafening roar of the Xianfu soldiers, Yang Zhicheng slowly turned his head, and looked at Xu Daoning in a soft and cold tone:

"Don't hold me back!"

He paused, then continued with a wicked smile:

"If you really feel like you have to do something, you can go to the bed in my room and wait for my triumphant return. ā€

After saying that, he laughed, and then jumped off the boat with two iron balls.

"Congratulations to Mansion Master Yang. ā€

Xu Daoning's expression remained unchanged, still squinting and smiling, and sent Yang Zhicheng away.

As soon as Yang Zhicheng walked away, he raised his eyes in the direction of Yang Zhicheng, and a trace of cruelty in his eyes flashed.