Chapter 132: What is the Intention?

This doppelganger changed into the appearance of a handsome young man, and did not change into Fang Wenyuan's appearance, but faintly resembled the deity. ∮ ∮ ∮ Xiao∮ said, but his behavior is the same as him.

Fang Wen Yuanan was sitting in the carriage, holding the spirit stone in his hand, recovering the aura consumed by casting spells. And the clone appeases the spirit of the ghost head knife in his hand.

This knife was made by Jiang Hao's hand, so it was connected with Jiang Hao's heart. If it weren't for Fang Wenyuan's intention to suppress it when he cast the Seven Needles Soul Seal, he was afraid that this knife would have flown out and fight against him a long time ago. Because when the seven needles sealed the soul, it felt the pain of its master, so it wanted to protect the master.

On the other hand, at this moment, the ghost head knife was lying quietly in the hands of the clone, without the slightest threat. This is the beauty of the seven-needle soul sealing, there is no need to take away others, it is controlled with seven needles. The cultivation of the clone can still grow, and a supernatural power can also be done at will. The most important thing is that the memories of the doppelganger can also be obtained.

None of this affects any of the spirit creatures that have formed a soul contract with the doppelganger, to be precise, the Seven Needles are like parasites, and thus capable of manipulating others

Shi Yu Die, born in a famous family since childhood, although his bones are not outstanding, but they also belong to the rare Ling Tian sword body, so he is valued by the Han palm seat of Yijian Peak. Due to the rules of the sect, those who are not Heavenly Spirit Roots cannot directly enter the inner gate, so they can only be regarded as an outer disciple. But it is also leaning on the sword peak and cultivating, even if it is an outer door, its identity is also transcendent.

Coupled with the on-demand broadcast of the cold palm seat, intentionally or unintentionally, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing her peers. even got the promise of Han Zhangzuo to accept her as a disciple.

As the outer disciple said, being able to enter the seven main peaks to cultivate, that is the inner gate. Therefore, becoming a disciple of the Han Palm Seat can be said to be a sure thing. Therefore, in this Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, all the disciples of Yijian Peak are looking forward to her.

Growing up, she asked herself that she had never lost to anyone, and the arrogance in her heart was incomparable to others. Therefore, the strange appearance of the ruins in the center of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram meant a creation, and she already regarded it as something in her heart.

So, Edgeworth rushed to the center. Behind her, more than a dozen handsome men and beauties followed silently.

Suddenly, a carriage appeared ahead. The color of this carriage halo bronze, the shape is simple and atmospheric, the nine horses are in front, although it is practiced by the utensils, but it is lifelike, stepping on the cyan clouds under his feet, galloping all the way forward. The speed is only a little bit worse than the flight of Shiyu Butterfly Edgeworth.

At this point, Rao is a famous child born in her family, and she can't help but look sideways, and a trace of brilliance flashes in her eyes.

This slight change in her was seen by a male disciple behind her who also belonged to the outer gate of Yijian Peak. This male disciple's name is Cheng Ji, and he has a love for Shi Yudie, and at that moment, he keenly felt that Shi Yudie was interested in that carriage, and he liked it a little.

There has never been anything that can touch Shi Yudie's heart, and at this time, something she loves suddenly appeared, Cheng Ji naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and thought in her heart: "Senior Sister Shi has never been interested in anything except for cultivation. This carriage can actually be as it is, if it is taken and offered, it will definitely be"

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiwu chuckled to himself, and then a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his divine sense spread out, and he went straight to the carriage, ready to investigate.

This carriage also has the effect of blocking divine consciousness, but the groom who drove the carriage is very good, and it is estimated that he is an ordinary disciple in the outer gate, and the identity of the people in the carriage is not estimated to be high.

Cheng Ji thought like this, and the figure came to Shi Yudie's side in a flash, hugged his fists and said: "Senior sister, the carriage in front is suspicious, wait for the junior brother to go and check it."

The people who entered the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram were all disciples of the Feibo Sect, how could there be doubts about their appearance, at this point, she also understood Cheng Ji's thoughts, and when she hesitated in her heart, she saw that Cheng Ji had already gone straight to the carriage, and shouted: "Stop the carriage!"

Shi Yudie's brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't mean to stop it.

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Yuan Xiong's heart was agitated, and the backer of Wen Yuan beside him made him see hope, and even saw that the door of the inner door had been opened to him. So he took out the spirit stone and inlaid it on the carriage array, and drove straight to the center of the secret realm.

At this time, I heard a loud shout, and saw a young man coming next to the car, with a sinister aura between his eyebrows. Yuan Xiong is also a hot-blooded son, although he is in the outer gate, his cultivation is excellent, even if the deacon of the outer gate sees it, he does not dare to be so rude.

At this time, being called around, Yuan Xiong's heart ignited anger, because Fang Wenyuan was sitting in the car, he didn't want to cause trouble and delay the trip, so he glanced at Cheng Ji coldly, and rushed to the car by himself, not stopping.

Seeing that his shouting didn't work, Cheng Ji was displeased, so the flying sword flew out under his feet, sending out a sword light and suddenly slashing towards Yuan Xiong in front of the carriage.

If he was just powerless to scold, Yuan Xiong could still bear it, but at this moment, the other party actually made a move, how could he endure it?

As a result, Yuan Xiong, who had been paying attention to Cheng Ji, also flew up when Cheng Ji made a move, and swiped his hands on his chest, stirring up a circular shield.

The sword light collided with it with a piercing sonorous sound, the shield broke, and the sword light dissipated. In this collision, the two seem to be equal.

Yuan Xiong stood proudly, looked at Cheng Ji, his face sank like water, and said, "Your Excellency, this deception is too much!"

An unfamiliar face of an outer disciple actually had such a ability, which made Cheng Ji a little surprised in his heart, but he was not afraid, and said, "I told you to stop the carriage, could it be that you are deaf?"

"You" Yuan Xiong didn't expect that the other party was so direct, and there was no politeness in his words, and he didn't take him seriously at all. At this time, there were more than a dozen people watching from the side, and there was a faint appearance of bullying.

The strangest thing was that Fang Wenyuan in the carriage didn't say anything. Yuan Xiong was very thoughtful, and instantly understood Fang Wenyuan's intentions. This is a test for him, if this little thing can't be solved, it is bound to be in Fang Wenyuan's heart, and his value will decline again and again.

At that time, Fang Wenyuan is afraid that he will despise him a little, and it may directly affect whether he can continue to follow. Although he ran out of the golden fruit tree's gift, it was also empty and unfounded, if he didn't have some real materials, he was afraid that Fang Wenyuan would doubt whether he had really found the golden fruit.

Because of this, Yuan Xiong stopped talking, his body moved, his body was boiling, he hit the Dao fist shadow, and went straight to Cheng Ji. He wanted to prove and prove his strength, and he didn't want Fang Wenyuan to be suspicious.

The shadow of the fist came, Cheng Ji waved his sword fingers, and the flying sword danced out of the sky full of sword lotus, colliding with it.

The blade of the sword was sharp, making a sound of breaking through the air, and in an instant, it broke through the blockade of the fist shadow and came straight to Yuan Xiong.

Yuan Xiong was shocked, obviously he didn't expect the other party's sword technique to be so skillful. Reaching out and wiping it on his waist, the storage bag flashed with inspiration, and a pitch-black long stick was held in his hand, and the sword light was crushed with a swing.

The power of this sword light was extremely great, and Dao scars suddenly appeared on the long stick, and the force that came from it shocked Yuan Xionghu's mouth numb. He is a physical cultivator, although he was injured a little under the attack of the three demon beasts, but Cheng Ji's sword light can damage his black stick and shake his tiger's mouth, which is enough to show that Cheng Ji's swordsmanship is extraordinary.

Dealing with the monks of the Imperial Sword, long-distance fighting is very unfavorable, Yuan Xiong knew a little, so he bullied up, penetrated the blockade of layers of sword light, and galloped towards Cheng Ji.

The sound of the two fighting spread throughout the four fields, and more than a dozen people on the side were in the air, looking at them with a calm expression. On the other side, there is a horse-drawn carriage in which the passengers do not show their heads at all.

Suddenly, when Yuan Xiong was fighting against the sword light, Cheng Ji took the opportunity to come to him and waved his hand and slapped a palm. Yuan Xiong's complexion changed, his body twisted, and he could have dodged, but for some reason, he hesitated, so that this palm hit his shoulder firmly.

The strength of this palm is not large, but the spiritual power contained is not trivial. Yuan Xiong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated. Cheng Ji took advantage of the weakness to enter, and the flying body approached, and the hovering flying sword suddenly flew in.

Seeing that he was about to stab Cheng Ji's throat, a faint shadow suddenly appeared, and a hand surrounded the flying sword like a poisonous snake, and suddenly slapped the sword body, causing the sword momentum to dissipate slightly.

With a thud, the sword fell to the ground. Cheng Ji's face turned red, and he felt that his connection with the flying sword had disappeared.

Looking at the ghostly figure that suddenly appeared, although Cheng Ji was not shocked, the long sword fell and destroyed most of his attack power, so he immediately withdrew his hand and looked at the person in front of him.

Regarding the appearance of this person, even Shi Yudie's eyes showed a hint of brilliance, and there was a faint sense of jealousy.

Dressed in plain clothes, with long hair fluttering, like an immortal at large. This young man's sword eyebrows and sword eyebrows are starry, and he thinks quite handsomely, it is Fang Wenyuan. It had appeared and immediately shot out a spiritual light, turning into wisps of vitality and rushing towards Yuan Xiong.

Then he said lightly: "Fang Mou still has to hurry, what do you want to stop the way?"

For Fang Wenyuan who suddenly appeared, Yuan Xiongzhong was also surprised, his pupils contracted, he looked at Fang Wenyuan quite jealously, and said: "This car, my world has taken a fancy to it, are you going to hand it over yourself, or are you going to let me help you take it out?"

Fang Wenyuan looked up to the sky and smiled, and said, "It turned out to be for a carriage, if there is nothing else, Fang Mou will leave." If you really have the ability, you can come to me and fight for it!"

The words "arrogant!" directly occupied Cheng Ji's mind. However, the other party does have this capital, which can be seen from Yuan Xiong's blow just now.

However, as soon as he thought that there was Shi Yudie behind him, he hardened his head and said, "I want you to kneel and beg for mercy, and the carriage also wants you to give it away!"

"Your sword is no longer under your control, what ability do you have to take it?" Fang Wenyuan sneered and said slowly.

When talking to Fang Wenyuan, Cheng Ji kept contacting the flying sword, but no matter what, there was no movement at all.