Seeing the sword envoys of the three major sword pavilions of the Sword Domain for the first time gave Song Si a preliminary understanding of the strength of the Sword Domain, just the sword intent that was locked on him in the Sword Yuan Square at that time made people feel very tricky, and when he really started, Song Si didn't know how sure he was about to retreat.

After bidding farewell to Qi Weak, Wen Sheng, the sword envoy of the Eastern Sword Pavilion, Song Si directly entered the Sword Abyss Passage and came to the Southern Acropolis of Zifu City through the Fengyuan City Teleportation Array.

In the magnificent Purple Mansion City, the sword intent soars straight into the nine skies, and all evils are far away. Song Si collected his sword to resist the wind, and fell to the ground, the baby sword was dignified, and the void sword intent inadvertently resonated inexplicably with the heaven and earth sword intent of Zifu City.

"Inexplicable familiarity, strange?" Song Si smiled indifferently, picked up his sword intent, walked to the city gate, and after registering to obtain the sword test order, he entered the city with the flow of people. However, what he didn't know was that just as the sword intent resonated, in the main hall above the Nine Heavens Sword Platform of Zifu City, the three lights and shadows that were discussing stopped speaking at the same time and looked towards the south gate of Zifu City.

"Strange, why hasn't Mu Weiming arrived yet?" Song Si walked on the East Street of Zifu City, looking at the left and right shops, while wondering about the whereabouts of his doppelganger, according to the time calculation, Mu Weiming should have come to Zifu City a long time ago.

Just as he was about to use his mind to communicate, a gloomy figure flashed in front of him.

"Feng Mo, the deacon on the first floor, how dare he swagger into Purple Mansion City?"

Ha, interesting! Song Si immediately lost his breath, turned into nothingness, and quickly followed away, but before he could follow Sanli Road, a loud bang suddenly sounded on the street, Song Si was stained with alcohol, and the wolf bèi showed his body in an unbearable shape and flew out upside down.

The mad swordsman with a black iron broken sword, his face full of vicissitudes, and he was full of alcohol, and he didn't know when he came out, and collided with Song Si, who came quickly, and the two flew out upside down at the same time, and the drunken mad swordsman even knocked down a big tree.

"Mad swordsman. Buy alcohol and eat. Good shochu, drink it every day. One day drunk, five days asleep...... Hiccup...... I'm going to get drunk again......"

Bang dang!

The wine jar was broken, and the mad swordsman, who seemed to be about to fall asleep, suddenly came to his senses, crawled to the place where the wine jar was broken in a panic, looked at the soju that had seeped into the ground on the ground, and howled and cried.

This cry is terrible, the sword is miserable, penetrating the brain and invading the soul, and even in the hair of the mad swordsman. The fleas in their ragged clothes jumped out and ran away.

Poor Song Sigang regained his spirit, and was almost stunned by the sound of the mad swordsman's sword, he just wanted to track down the killer, how could a madman suddenly jump out and collide with him, the most hateful thing is that the madman didn't have anything to do, but he felt like he had hit the wall of Zifu City, it really hurt!

Shake all over your body and shake off the dust. Before Song Si could see the situation clearly, he was put on his shoulders by two steel claw-like hands, and then the whole person was shaken, and the three hundred and sixty bones seemed to be separated on the spot.

"You broke my wine!You broke my wine!You broke my wine!You broke my wine!You broke my wine!You broke my wine......"

Hiss, gritting teeth. Song Si took out three jars of good wine from the storage bag and fell out of thin air.

The first jar of wine fell to the ground with a clang. The wine jar was shattered, the aroma of wine overflowed, and the mad swordsman was suddenly summoned by a god. The shadow turned away, and took the other two jars of wine that almost landed.

Song Si grinned, what is the matter with this Nima egg? Is this touching porcelain? If there is a deacon of the Sword Pavilion, he must complain! The bones of his whole body were almost dismantled by the madman in front of him, it was simply terrifying. Looking at the crazy swordsman who was obsessed with the wine, Song Si immediately turned into a sword wire and walked away.

When encountering such a madman with unfathomable strength, it is better to run away as soon as possible.

Losing Feng Mo's whereabouts doesn't count, and being hit by a madman with a drunken body, it's really not smooth to go out!

After changing into a clean robe, Song Si walked into a restaurant, sat down by the window, and ordered a table of good wine and food, he needed some food to calm down.

However, before he lowered his head and ate a chopstick dish, Song Si had to put the chopsticks down, because when he looked up again, the sloppy, messy mad swordsman didn't know when he appeared opposite him, looking at him pitifully, swallowing his saliva

"The governor is out on patrol, arresting the rebellious, the world is peaceful, Chitose Chitose!"

"The governor is out on patrol, arresting the rebellious, the world is peaceful, Chitose Chitose!"

"The governor is out on patrol, arresting the rebellious, the world is peaceful, Chitose Chitose!"

In the eastern part of the Sword Domain, a six-hundred-zhang dragon-shaped flying ship sailed out of the Jianyuan Passage, and the flying ship was lined with dragon flags, and hundreds of Dongchang guards wearing python robes stood according to their swords, with solemn expressions. Above, the wind of the Dongchang Governor Lin was wearing a four-clawed dragon robe, with arrogant eyebrows and cold eyes, sitting sideways on a tiger-skin ebony chair.

On Lin Zhifeng's side, there were four white-haired old eunuchs who exuded a gloomy aura standing left and right, breathing silently, visible and shadowless, and their strength was unfathomable.

If a monk who didn't know whether he was alive or dead saw these four old eunuchs and used the means of exorcism to get rid of demons, he would definitely die on the spot. Because, they are not ghosts, as for why there is no shadow, it involves the treacherous internal skills they have cultivated.

"Entering Kunxuxing, our family, like you, can't go back to the Ming Dynasty and can't serve our emperor. Lin Zhifeng whispered to the eunuchs, "However, our family and your mission is still there, that is, to kill the demon culprit who caused the great changes in the Ming Dynasty - Song Si!"

"Protect Da Ming, kill the demon road!"

"Protect Da Ming, kill the demon road!"

"Protect Da Ming, kill the demon road!"

If Song Sineng was here, he would definitely feel very strange, when did he become a demon? What does the great change of heaven and earth in the Ming Dynasty have to do with him? But this qiē doesn't matter, because these are just Lin Zhifeng's excuses.

With a slight press of one hand, the dragon-shaped spaceship suddenly became audible, and Lin Zhifeng continued: "This mission, as long as it is completed, our family and you will both get a chance to make up for the physical defects. This is our family's commitment to you, for your dignity, our family's dignity, there is no room for failure!"

Just when the eunuchs of Zhongdongchang were about to echo, the sound of the piano in the sky sounded three times, the sea of clouds rolled, and the sound blade was destroyed with the wind!

"Presumptuous!" Mo Xi, the white-haired old eunuch on Lin Zhifeng's left, jumped into the air, shouted sharply, and three palms were in a row, and the palm qi was fired continuously, blocking the sound blade from the flying ship.

"Hahaha!" Wild laughter began, the same tone, different python robes, and the Gonghua Zijin of the Xichang Factory appeared in the air with the guqin on his back. "Manager Lin, don't come to Kunxuxing! I didn't expect you to come to Kunxuxing. Huh? It seems that all the injuries you suffered back then are healed, and it seems that you still have adventures. ”

One step into a shadow, Hua Zijin came to the deck, and saw that the person who came was the Xichang factory, the white-haired old eunuch Mo Xi dispersed his hostility, put his hands into his sleeves, and retreated to his original position like a ghost, standing with his head down, and the sudden shadow disappeared directly without a trace.

"Innuendo. We've got it. Hua Zijin sighed: "Manager Lin, you have brought out all the family background of the East Factory." ”

Mo Xi, Jun Yuyi, Rongtian, Tang Chuyu, the four old eunuchs who have lived for more than 200 years, are also the biggest hole cards in Dongchang, but I didn't expect Lin Zhifeng to invite them all out, which made Hua Zijin very surprised.

"Hmph, Mr. Hua, it's not your turn to meddle in our family's affairs. Lin Zhifeng snorted coldly: "Don't forget." This is Kunxu Xing, not Daming. ”

"Uh-huh. Hua Zijin turned around and threw out a pitch-black token, and Lin Zhifeng reached out to take it. Seeing the word "喑" on the token, his face couldn't help but become gloomy.

"Come on, take a seat for the flower manager!" Lin Zhifeng snorted coldly and threw back the token: "Since the flower manager and our family have the same purpose." I guess it brought useful news. ”

"That's right, this is the man. Hua Zijin's official robe waved, pointing to a small flying boat a hundred miles away.

On the flying boat. A young Taoist in a black robe was deducing the advanced techniques in the "Cold Lantern Technique" in the sea of knowledge, surrounded by a hundred zhang of void, frost and mist followed, and the coercion of the Yuan Infant Period was undisguisedly released, so that other monks passing by did not dare to approach lightly.

In Kunxu Xing, the monk of the Yuan Infant Stage is basically the top Cunzài, and generally no one will offend a strange Yuan Infant Monk for no reason, let alone a demonic cultivator who exudes a cold aura all over his body, although Mu Weiming's move is a bit arrogant, but this arrogance is only to avoid some troubles, but some troubles are destined to be impossible to avoid.

Seeing the dragon-shaped flying ship that locked him in the distance, Mu Weiming took the boat, turned into a white light and landed on the peak of a mountain peak, and then turned into an endless cold point of light, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision in an instant.

Facing the enemy head-on? Mu Weiming thought that his head was not broken, and he was going to face the four or even the five who had stepped into the half-step void in the martial arts.

"Escaped?!" Lin Zhifeng stood on the flyship, scanning the mountains and forests in all directions, but failed to find the slightest trace of Mu Weiming.

The white-haired old eunuch Jun Yu swept through the hundreds of miles of mountains and forests with his martial sense, and said in a sand manner: "This person is still there." ”

"Surround this place and wait for our house to send a signal. Hua Zijin took out the jade slip of the summoning and passed the news of the discovery of Mu Weiming, "As long as this person is captured, it will be easy to kill that person." ”

Looking at the dragon-shaped flying ship with a team of factory guards, Mu Weiming couldn't help but feel very weird, as if he had returned to the days when he was chased and killed by the East and West Factory a long time ago, but he didn't expect that after the rotation of time and space, he was once again chased and killed by this group of dead eunuchs.

It's just that what Mu Weiming can't understand is that he is now a demon cultivator, not Song Si at all, what is the reason why these eunuchs who have no grievances with him want to get along with him?

Could it be that this is the legendary robbery? However, this group of eunuchs is inevitably too amateurish.

Looking at these Dongchang factory guards with a team of ten people, rushing through the mountains and forests, quickly sweeping through one mountain forest after another, chasing his traces, Mu Weiming sneered in his heart: "Ha, what a group of eunuchs who don't know whether to live or die!"

Seeing that a team of factory guards was about to pass by the big tree where he was, Mu Weiming picked up the lantern yuan, turning into countless cold-colored points of light, which pierced out like a torrential wind and rain, and the ten eunuchs didn't even have time to react before they turned into clumps of ice chips and sprinkled them with a bang.

If you don't kill these factory guards, I'm afraid they don't know how terrible it is to offend the Yuan Infant Demon Dao Cultivator, not to mention that they really have a grudge.

In the shady woods, countless cold-colored light spots shuttled silently, but in just a few breaths, sixty factory guards were killed in the forest.

"A group of poor eunuchs. Mu Weiming appeared for a moment, dropped a worn-out Qiankun bag, glanced at the dragon-shaped flying ship in the sky, and was about to harvest the next team of factory guards, but saw four Yin Sword Qi screaming out in the void, as if it was biased, shooting towards his shadow!

Is this a miss?!(To be continued......)