Chapter 128 Iron Plate Dao Man

In order to assassinate the crown prince Xia Jie, Qian Xing spent a lot of effort to collect all kinds of information about Xia Jie and the people around Xia Jie.

Legend has it that the iron plate Taoist liked to wear black Taoist robes, with six iron plates hanging from their waists. It matches the image of the person in front of him.

Looking at the monk's eyebrows angrily, but his mouth was grinning, as if he had some great hatred with the things in this Hongtao Lake, he was not an iron plate Taoist, but who was it?

Qian Xing shrunk his neck, this ironclad Taoist was very disdainful of Fengyue occasions, and did not accompany the crown prince Xia Jie to prostitution, which gave Qian Xing a chance to assassinate the crown prince Xia Jie.

If this knot master was always by Xia Jie's side, he would not dare to pluck the tiger's mouth if he lent Qian Xing a guts.

The iron plate Taoist turned around, two divine lights flashed, and everyone in Qingyimen who came over suddenly felt that their whole bodies were broken, as if they were swept through by the divine light emitted by the iron plate Taoist eyes!

And those outer disciples of the Qingyi Sect were as if they were pressed by the weight of Wan Jun, and in an instant, they couldn't even move their feet!

This is the master of Jindan? It's really strong, just a sweep of his eyes, it makes everyone in Qingyimen look like this.

"There are a bunch of rubbish again! These people are cultivating the sect, just sending some waste disciples, and they are here to support the scene and send them to death! Hmph!

It's just that the little guy at the head is a little interesting, and he actually has two ways of water, fire and water. ”

If Qian Xing knew that the Iron Plate Daoist, a Jindan master, could see through his Dao method of refining water and fire at a glance, he would definitely be so frightened that he would find an excuse and run away.

Fortunately, Qian Xing has the transformation of Cha Cha Demon, and after refining into two layers of moral subtlety and two ritual divine thunder, the breath brought by the demonic bloodline has been suppressed to the maximum.

Qian Xing's performance was the strongest, and after a meal, although there were a few drops of cold sweat on his back and forehead, he still stood still.

However, the cuteness of the triangular face was full of entanglement, and his face was a little blue. Half a step behind Qian Xing.

This Jindan master is so strong in his divine sense alone, so I'd better keep a low profile.

Qian Xing lowered his head, so he didn't notice it, and Mi Meng, who was half a step behind, secretly winked a few times at a few brown-clothed monks who were not far from Ma Huang, and then tilted the triangular face that had not yet recovered towards Qian Xing, almost invisibly.

The brown-clothed monks and a few pairs of eyes swept towards Qian Xing.

Qian Xing immediately raised his head and glared back at the brown-clothed monks!

The monastic told him that the scans of the brown-clad friars were ill-intentioned!

Ma Huang's face, which had been cold, finally rolled his eyes and glanced in the direction of Qian Xing.

Somehow, Qian Xing felt a feeling of not being very comfortable in his heart, like a beast, facing unknown dangers.

Another day passed, the thunder rumbled in the sky, and a blue-black, dozens of zhang in size, two magic weapons that kept bursting out dozens of zhang long lightning clusters, crossed the sky, stopped next to the meeting place, and put down a group of monks dressed in silver robes, embroidered with white clouds and lightning on the silver robes, and immediately flew back.

The people of Thundercloud Palace are here!

The strength of the monks is almost the same as that of the Qingyi Sect, only a few disciples with higher cultivation lead the team, and the other disciples are waste materials at a glance.

After all, the royal family of Southern Qi is the nominal master of the Southern Qi Kingdom, although it is not too binding on the various monk factions, but this face still has to be given.

It's just that this time it's Qian Xing's turn to squeeze his eyebrows.

The narrow face looks handsome, but it has a hooked nose and a pair of thick eyebrows.

Isn't this Zhu Yi?

Zhu Yi actually became a disciple of Thundercloud Palace!

Day, if you don't kill the wolf demon yourself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to sneak into Qingyimen and become a disciple of Qingyimen.

And Ye Ge, Fang Zheng, and Zhu Yi easily became the disciples of Guanghan Palace, Earth Flame Palace, and Thundercloud Palace.

When Zhu Yi saw Qian Xing squeezing his eyebrows at him, it took a while to recognize Qian Xinglai.

Although Qian Xing pretended to be in the name of Zhu Yi and went to the sword furnace to practice a third-order flying sword, after all, that was a few years ago, and Zhu Yi also entered the Thundercloud Palace, a third-order flying sword, there should still be one, which is also the reason why Qian Xing desperately squeezed his eyebrows.

Zhu Yi faced Qian Xing desperately squeezing his eyebrows, just nodded slightly, and then stood with several other disciples of Thundercloud Palace with an expressionless face!

I still want to discuss the issue of joint operations with this kid, but I didn't expect that Zhu Yi's kid's virtue and even a little bad thing can't be put down!

"Are you all here?"

The tone of the iron plate man was already a little impatient.

Ma Huang bowed slightly and replied, "All factions have arrived." ”

In front of the master of Jindan, even if he Ma Huang is the admiral of the criminal gate, this arrogant frame has to be put away.

"The dragon lizard man has such a big shelf, let you see how powerful I am today. ”

Three days ago, an ultimatum was issued, asking the dragon lizards to allow human monks to enter the dragon lizardmen's base camp "Water Dragon Pavilion" to identify the murderer.

To be honest, as long as the human monks are allowed to enter the "Water Dragon Pavilion", even if they can't find the murderer, at least they will be given a step down the iron plate Taoist.

Like this, after three days, there was not even a response, how did you ask the iron plate Daoist and the royal secret agents led by Ma Huang to go back to the business?

The iron plate Taoist was covered with a strange white brilliance.

With a slight shock of his wrist, an iron plate flew up in the sky like an arrow, until it flew above the sky ten miles from the shore, and then stopped.

After stopping, the iron plate emitted a blinding red light, like a small sun.

Almost in the blink of an eye, this iron plate, at a very fast speed, turned into a huge red rectangular board with a length of more than 30 zhang and a width of 5 or 6 zhang, with a dazzling red light, hitting the surface of the surging lake like thunder!

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, like a landslide!