The sky was cloudy, and a bolt of lightning slashed towards the top of Qin Feng's head.

Without thinking, he hid in Xiaoding, leaving a self conjured up by Jin Tingyu outside.

Click!

The lightning slashed on the head of the transformed Qin Feng, and the fat Maitreya continued to guide the lightning to attack, one stronger than the other.

When the lightning struck "Qin Feng" for the fourth time, he realized that something was wrong, and thought that he might have been fooled again, because the other party was hit four times, but he was not injured.

He stopped the lightning spell, and the real Qin Feng immediately flew out of the small ding, holding the lightning talisman in his hand.

You can release lightning, brother too!

Click......

Fat Maitreya was scorched black in many places, and his hair was even more rooted, and he said angrily: "Boy, if you have a kind of face-to-face battle with me, what kind of hero is hiding your head and showing your tail?"

Qin Dashao-for-tat: "You are a black shop, and you are also worthy of mentioning the word hero." ”

"Lightning and thunder!" Fat Maitreya continued the spell just now, and the lightning slashed at the opponent one after another.

Qin Dashao once again shamelessly hid, leaving a fake self.

Fat Maitreya was about to go crazy, seriously injured and seriously depleted of spiritual power, but he didn't even have enough hair for the other party, which was really sad.

Moreover, as soon as his attack stopped, Qin Feng would fly out of a place he didn't expect, and he would be able to sneak attack almost every time.

He felt that it was not a way to fight like this, and he would definitely be consumed by the other party.

Then, thirty-six plans to go ahead!

He ran away, but when he stood in front of the fog, there was only a wry smile on his face, and he couldn't figure out how to get out.

Because, there are a total of thirty-six different settings in the fog, and Xiao Er didn't tell him which one he opened.

Qin Dashao laughed arrogantly on the side: "Silly 13, this is called lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot, if you want to run, don't dream." ”

"Boy, don't be arrogant!" Fat Maitreya was now only left with a hard mouth, holding the flying sword and rushing over again.

Facing Qin Dashao, who has been recuperating for a long time, although the fat Maitreya is much higher in rank than him, but now he is really falling behind, and there is no chance to turn over.

Jingling......

The two flying swords collided in the air, and due to the lack of spiritual power of the fat Maitreya, in this encounter, the green steel sword had the advantage.

"Immobilization Spell!" Qin Feng took the opportunity to use the spell, and the fat Maitreya's movements slowed down by half a beat, and by the time he reacted, he had already been tricked.

In fact, the immobilization spell could only last for a few seconds for a cultivator of his level.

Although the time is short, it is enough to kill a person.

Qin Feng seized the opportunity, and the green steel sword flew towards the fat Maitreya with a whirl, and in the other party's incredible gaze, his neck was cut off, and his ball-like head rolled to the ground.

As soon as his Yuan Spirit flew out of the dantian, he was grabbed by Qin Dashao, who rushed over.

Stuck in Yuan Ling's neck, he smiled and said, "Fat Maitreya, you definitely didn't think that you would die like this, did you?"

"Boy, I'm a ghost, and I won't let you go!" Fat Maitreya screamed.

"Okay, then I'll give you a chance to be a ghost!" he squeezed hard, and the Yuan Spirit burst open and turned into dust.

He went to the wine cellar, dragged Xiao Er's body out, put it with Fat Maitreya, and then restored the fog to its original state, and found thirty-six solutions to the fog on the stone grinding disc, and also took pictures.

zuihou, took Lin Caiwei out of Xiaoding, went to the original room, and began to sleep again.

Early the next morning, Lin Meinu stretched her waist and got up, she didn't know what happened last night.

The two corpses outside startled her, and she turned around and shouted: "Brother Feng, it's not good, Fat Maitreya and Xiao Er were killed." ”

Qin Dashao yawned and walked out of the room and said, "I know about this, don't make a fuss, they were killed by me." These two people wanted to make money and kill their lives, and I found out in time, don't be surprised, what I said is true. You hurry up and call Old Man Lin and ask him to bring his fellow Daoist here, and I want to expose the true face of Fat Maitreya. ”

Lin Meinu was a little unconvinced, but she still called Lin Fenglei very obediently.

In less than an hour, Lin Fenglei led more than a dozen fellow Daoists here, and through the fog, he opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Feng Weiwei, what is the matter, you are in such a hurry to call me over...... Ah, how did the fat shopkeeper die, who did it?"

Qin Feng pointed to his nose and said, "Me." ”

Old Man Lin's face became ugly, and everyone else had a gloomy face, and some people were even ready to avenge Fat Maitreya.

"Weishenme?" Lin Feng asked sharply.

Qin Feng replied: "Because he opened a black shop, your seniors will definitely doubt my words, and you will be able to see the evidence immediately." ”

With a wave of his hand, the box containing the flying sword fell in front of everyone, as well as a book of accounts made by Fat Maitreya himself.

This ledger clearly records everyone he has killed, and the time and place are very detailed.

Everyone was suspicious, and suddenly a person shouted: "My son's flying sword! My son has been missing for 30 years, and the whole family thinks he is in retreat somewhere, is he ......?"

Immediately, someone turned out a page of the account book and read: "On the third day of the sixth month of the sixth month of the year of Xin Chou, at three o'clock, kill Xu Yunxiao, get a flying sword, a ring, and several bottles of pills." ”

"Ahh

Lin Fenglei frowned, looked at the other flying swords in the box, and said, "I really didn't expect it, Fat Maitreya seems to be loyal, and he actually murdered so many fellow Daoists, it's really a great crime!"

"Yes, many missing people have come here to look for it, and no one suspects that it was Fat Maitreya's ghost. Another old man said.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, there are so many things recorded in the account, there are pills, charms and magic weapons, why are there only these flying swords left?" asked Old Man Lin.

Qin Dashao said with a straight face: "I only found the account book and the flying sword, as for other things, I really didn't find them." I guess he was either squandered by the fat Maitreya, or he was hidden somewhere else. It was my negligence not to interrogate him before killing him. As long as that guy is too difficult to deal with, my strength is limited, and it is simply impossible to capture him alive. ”

"It's a shame indeed. Lin Fenglei glanced at the ledger again and said: "Fellow Daoists, I also want to trouble everyone to send the news to the corresponding sect to retrieve the flying swords of the disciples, the fat Maitreya is dead, and it can be regarded as comforting the souls in the sky who have died innocently." ”

After saying this, he turned his head to Qin Feng and said, "Xiao Feng, you have done a good job, all the major sects will read your favor." ”

Qin Dashao smiled and said, "This is all what I should do, old man, I have a reluctant request, and I ask you to make the decision on your behalf." ”