In the days that followed, the old and the young lived here waiting for the "verdict" of Kunlun Mountain, and the Kunlun people were not idle—mainly referring to the members of the Law Enforcement Hall. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info they need to check the body of the deceased, compare it with the "confession" of Na Lin Qi and the induction jade slip handed in, and even go to the scene of the incident to investigate the scene...... In short, it is necessary to confirm that the facts are as Lin Qi said, and there are no other hidden secrets in the middle.

And Huang Chang and the others were doing their job - under the leadership of Mu Ziqing, sitting in front of the coffin of the martial disciple, chanting the scriptures and doing the rituals. Huang Chang has never done this job in his previous life, but now he is very skilled in business. He even estimated that if he was lucky enough to be in the next life, even without the support of immortal magic and Taoism, he would probably be able to mix food and clothing with this skill alone.

The law enforcement hall was very efficient, and two days later, the uncle who went to inspect the scene sent a message back, saying that nothing unusual was found, and the truth should be as the other party said. Then there is no need to delay any longer, the case can be "closed".

Mu Ziqing came forward to negotiate with the other party again, but this time it was no longer indoors, but on the large square in front of the Longshouyuan Taoist Temple. Huang Chang was no longer the only one behind him, but the twelve blue-clothed disciples of Kunlun Mountain, standing there together.

The two men on the other side were also about aware of something, and this time they were both dressed in fairly formal attire. Especially the son of Lin Qi Lin, he was dressed up all over, and the family heirloom knife was also hung on his waist, with a solemn face.

Mu Ziqing still didn't talk nonsense, and said straightforwardly:

"Lin Daoyou, since it is a fight in the rivers and lakes, the winner lives, and the loser dies, and there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that Senior Brother Wu Tianfeng, as a member of the West Kunlun Sect, is dead, and the sect naturally wants to come forward to seek justice for him - we don't bully you, the twelve junior disciples here are all disciples in the same year as the martial junior disciples, and the West Kunlun blue-clothed disciples who have only been cultivating for eight years so far. You can choose one of them, and he will fight you again on behalf of Senior Martial Brother. If you win, the past will be written off!"

Lin Qi took a deep breath - with Xi Kunlun's usual style of acting, such a situation had been expected a long time ago, otherwise he would not have turned himself in honestly. At this moment, in the face of Mu Ziqing's decision, a fine light shot out of his eyes, and he stepped forward and asked:

"Is it life or death?"

"Of course, according to your rules - life or death! If you have the ability to kill one of us again, you are in charge. ”

Mu Ziqing sneered, Lin Qi nodded, holding the knife in one hand, but his face showed that kind of arrogance:

"Okay! The Kunlun faction is the first sect in the world, and if you think about it, you must practice what you say, so you're welcome!"

His gaze slowly swept over the twelve people behind Mu Ziqing, and his divine sense was unabashedly released. As a mid-stage monk, his judgment is still good - first he eliminated Murong Ying, Wu Da Niu, and Huang Chang, who had a heavy spiritual pressure and a realm that was obviously higher than that of his peers; and then he skipped a few sword cultivators with swords on his body - sword cultivators with natal swords were not easy to mess with; in addition, even those who were as fierce and domineering as Jin Rong could not be chosen.

In the end, his eyes fell on Wang Feng - the third young master Wang looked thin and tender, not like he was usually willing to work hard. And he also has a pair of peach blossom eyes, always smiling slightly at the corners of his lips and eyes, and he is practicing the water practice method, which is not powerful, so it seems to be easier to deal with?

So he nodded at Wang Feng, who was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to Huang Chang and smiled bitterly:

"Looks like I'm being treated like a soft persimmon?"

Although he said this, he walked out without hesitation. As he walked, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and the three-sided dark dark wood shield immediately flew out, whirling and flying around his side, completely covering it. And his palm passed from his waist, and when he raised it again, he already held a shiny magic weapon sword in his hand.

At the same time, only Huang Chang, with his super divine sense, noticed that another fine crystal thorn fell off from the sole of Wang Feng's shoe silently, burrowing into the soil from the footprints he had walked...... And when Wang Feng walked to the middle of the field, his whole body was already shrouded in a layer of faint ice mist, and he was completely ready to fight and could shoot at any time.

And then Lin Qi seemed to be a little confused - two magic weapons? The disciples of Kunlun Mountain were all arrogant like this? With a little bit of care, he could actually meet a ...... who held two magic weapons. Local tyrants?

But since he has already chosen, he can't regret it. Besides, this Lin Qi is an extremely confident and proud person, since the other party is an elite disciple of the Great Gate Sect, it is not surprising that the equipment is luxurious, if he loses his sharpness when he encounters this small accident, then how can he become an immortal against the sky!

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

With a light snap, Lin Qi took the lead in sacrificing the treasure knife in his hand and slashed straight towards the other party - the Lin family's Shura knife was already known for its fierce attack and killing, and it has always focused on attacking instead of defending, and seizing the advantage first. The sword was also dazzling, and before the knife arrived, an indestructible blade wind was the first to be stimulated, slashing towards the opponent's neck.

But the other side did not panic, and did not pay attention to his attack at all, and still made a gesture to himself--so the magic sword in his hand also flew, but instead of intercepting his own sword, it also attacked himself.

If he was fighting with other monks, Lin Qi was not afraid that the other party would adopt such a lose-lose tactic - he believed that his own treasure sword would definitely be able to slash the opponent's head quickly. But at this time, he had to summon a talisman shield to protect himself, because the other party was protected by a magic shield.

Sure enough, his family heirloom sword did hit the opponent first, but it was blocked by a black shield without any fancy fancy. The blade, which has always been invincible, only cut a white mark on the opponent's shield this time, and it didn't even leave a small scar!

On Lin Qi's side, although Fu Dun also resisted the opponent's sword, his aura had already decreased greatly, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold on for long. Lin Qi frowned slightly-this fight basically proved the opponent's strength: the magic sword should be worse than his own treasure sword, but the quality of that set of shield magic weapons is really high, and it is difficult to break through a single piece, and it is actually a set of three pieces!

The opponent has one sword and three shields, obviously focusing on defense rather than offense, if he still uses a sword to attack his protective shield, he will definitely not be able to attack in the short term. And no matter how ordinary the opponent's magic sword is, it is at the magic weapon level after all, and his own charm shield alone can't resist a few hits. It is also impossible for him to carry a lot of talisman shields on him, so the current tactics cannot be used, and it will definitely be detrimental to himself if he delays!