Fang Xing stayed in the study all night and never returned to his room.

On the second day, early in the morning, the maids outside were whispering, which attracted Fang Xing's attention. Fang Xing found a maid and asked, "What are you muttering?"

When the two maids woke up, they thought they were blaming themselves and others for not working well, and chewed their tongues here, so frightened that they fell directly to the ground, bowed their heads and pleaded: "I'm sorry, uncle, we shouldn't be chatting early in the morning, please don't tell Miss." "These two girls are servants sent by Luo Yue to serve Fang Xing, and they are very afraid of Luo Yue.

Fang Xing waved his hand, and a gentle force helped the two of them up, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I won't complain to Xiaoyue, I just want to ask what you guys are talking about here early in the morning?"

The two girls saw that Fang Xing didn't seem to be fake, so they stammered: "I carried out a corpse from the lord's mansion last night, and I don't know what happened, it seems that a big star mine was discovered, and I was noisy to tell the city lord in person, but I was killed somehow." ”

The old man in the maid's mouth is Luo Xin, and the one who came to offer the treasure should be the bandit leader who came to deliver the letter for him, but he didn't expect him to think of approaching Luo Xin in this way. I haven't seen Luo Xin make a move, and I can't feel Luo Xin's martial arts, but it gives people a bottomless feeling, it should have been innate for decades.

This also shows that Li Qing really has bad intentions and has decided to kill. Fang Xing's eyes revealed a cold killing intent, and the two maids seemed to feel something, trembling with fright.

"Alright, stand down. ”

After that, Fang Xing casually packed his luggage, said goodbye to Luo Yue, and left Ten Thousand Swords City.

In the blink of an eye, seven days flew by.

Within seven days, Wang Zijian used his father's painstaking network to finally find two or three hundred people, all of whom were raped and plundered, and deserved to die.

It took a lot of effort to escort these people to Wanjian City, Wang Zijian stood in front of his father Wang Tianhua, and said excitedly: "Dad, this time I followed your instructions to visit the state capital, and every time I rushed before that Wu Zhi, I asked, when I went, Wu Zhi had never been there, Wu Zhi must have gained nothing this time, and he would lose without the relationship network of the city lord." Hahaha!"

"Well, Zijian this time you did a good job, but you can't be careless, although you said that you have looted a lot of death row prisoners, but it is difficult to guarantee that he has no other way, the strange thing is that there is no news about this Wu Zhi now, but if a certain number of prisoners are found, they should be sent back to the city first, once the number of death row prisoners is too large, it may be easy to riot. And thus his previous ploy of mixing some innocent people into his prisoners would not be useful. Wang Tianhua said cautiously.

Wang Zijian said disdainfully: "What can he, a waste who has been in Ten Thousand Swords City since he was a child, do anything?" And today is the last day, if he doesn't come then, he will be considered to have abstained." ”

Wang Tianhua disagreed. A person who can comprehend the four great swordsmanship is not a waste.

The spring of Ten Thousand Swords City came a little late, and some buds occasionally appeared on the mottled city walls. There was silence outside the Ten Thousand Swords City, and the two disciples guarding the city were also a little sleepy and a little weak. The status of Ten Thousand Swords City is transcendent, and no one dares to make a mistake here.

Suddenly, there was a slight trembling sound on the silent mountain road. At first, the vibration sound was not easy to detect, but slowly, even the two napping gatekeepers discovered the anomaly.

Based on the experience of the two of them, they immediately judged that this was the footsteps of people, and there were many of them. The two of them glanced at each other, and at the same time took out the piccolo in their arms, a strong and long flute with a trace of internal force, echoing in the empty valley, and after a while, the disciples in the city rushed to the city gate.

Wang Tianhua came belatedly and asked the two disciples, "Why did you blow the warning whistle?" ”

The two disciples glanced at each other, and one of the Qingyi disciples said, "I have seen Elder Wang, the enemy is coming, and the number is about hundreds. "You can roughly judge the number of people based on the sound of footsteps.

Seeing him say this, the surrounding disciples were all shocked and solemn. Although the disciples of Ten Thousand Swords City have not fought for a long time, they are not afraid of fighting, this is the pride of the four major sects.

After some arrangement, Wang Tianhua sent a disciple to spy on the enemy.

The face of the chosen disciple turned pale, because everyone knew that this kind of task was often lifeless, and there was a possibility that the enemy would torture and use it to sacrifice the flag to inspire people.

After a moment's hesitation, the disciple rushed forward awe-inspiringly, shouting at the same time, "Take care of my parents!" and disappeared at the end of the road without looking back.

All the disciples watched with sad eyes as the disciple disappeared from sight, and some disciples even had moist eyes.

Just as all the Ten Thousand Sword Cities were waiting, a black shadow appeared at the end of the road.

The enemy has come closer, but the disciples who went to find out the information have not returned, and the fate can be imagined. A disciple said sadly and indignantly: "Senior brothers, let's kill to avenge Xiaowei!"

A group of Ten Thousand Sword City disciples were furious when they heard the call, but Wang Tianhua shouted with a gloomy face: "What to report, didn't you see that kid still there?"

The disciples looked towards the avenue in disbelief, and sure enough, Xiao Wei was not dead, Xiao Wei was standing at the front of the crowd opposite, waving his hands excitedly towards the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword City, and he was still shouting something, too far away, he couldn't hear what he was saying.

A clever disciple of Ten Thousand Swords City suddenly realized, and said wisely: "Senior brothers, Xiao Wei must have been held hostage by the enemy, and he is asking us for help!"

All the disciples nodded in agreement. After Wang Tianhua cursed the fool in a low voice, he said coldly: "Arrange for the disciples to come and pick up the death row prisoners." "Wang Tianhua's skills are profound, his eyesight is amazing, as soon as these figures appeared, he found Fang Xing in the crowd, that is, Wu Zhi.

After speaking, Wang Tianhua returned to the city with a calm face.

The disciples are still a little inexplicable, what a death row prisoner.

When the dark crowd got closer, he found that Xiao Wei, who was originally sent to spy on intelligence, was now shouting vigorously: It's his own people.

The five or six hundred death row prisoners with their heads bowed and lifeless walked towards the Ten Thousand Swords City, Fang Xing was far away at the end, the scene was quite spectacular, like chasing ducks, and it was strange that no one escaped.

In fact, in the past seven days, there have been countless times when people have tried to escape, but there is only one end, death.

Later, the prisoners who entered the queue first would persuade the later prisoners not to make such a useless attempt, and Fang Xing promised that if they could win the Sword Sacrifice Conference, they could be reborn, although the possibility of winning the trial was unlikely, but it was much better than the end of running away and dying, so gradually everyone no longer thought about running away, but began to form groups and team up to discuss how to win and get alive when the time came.

The disciples of Wanjian City were full of admiration when they saw Wu Zhi expelling five hundred prisoners with the power of one person, and some of the disciples who already admired Wu Zhi's gentlemanly style admired Wu Zhi even more.

Fang Xing handed over the prisoners to the disciples of Ten Thousand Sword City, and said aloud to everyone: "Thank you all junior brothers, you still greet me so hard, Wu Zhi has thanked you here!"

The two gatekeeper disciples smiled awkwardly, and then lowered their heads and led everyone to bring the prisoners brought by Fang Xing back to Ten Thousand Swords City.

Xiao Wei, who had spied on the news before, quietly came to Fang Xing's side and said, "Senior Brother Wu, they didn't come to pick you up, they thought you were here to attack our Ten Thousand Swords City! This time I went with the heart of death, but I didn't expect to meet you, Senior Brother, you are simply my reborn parents! In the future, my Zhu Wei's life will be Senior Brother's!"

Fang Xing smiled: "Whoever wants your little life, you have to live well, otherwise you will be sorry for the parents who gave birth to you and raised you!"

Zhu Wei looked at Fang Xing's departing back gratefully, but his eyes became more and more resolute.