Chapter 112

Si Tong's guess was indeed good. Shang Chi was blocked by three people just as he planned to walk back. It was strange that the disciples from Qianjian Peak would come out to patrol every night, but today, not only did there be no patrol disciples, but there were only a few lights in the wing room on the side of the road. I guess these three people had already taken care of the nearby area when they came.

The doll of the merchant, leave the sword in your hand for me!The man in the lead was holding a golden knife and a pair of copper bells, with big eyes and powerful eyes. Behind him were there a female monk holding a whisk and a thin old man holding an iron fan. Although he was a hundred years old, he was still energetic and bright in his eyes.

Get out of the way, today's Japanese girl doesn't want to kill anyone.Shang Chi lowered his eyes and didn't even bother to raise his head. She focused on gently putting the strand of hair in her palm into her arms.

I thought to myself: It should be too late to chase Mingxin now.

This little friend is too conceited. Why did you expect that the three of us will die before we took action?The white-haired old man held an iron fan that was nearly half a person tall and patted his palm. At first glance, his palm looked wide and powerful, and he was also a good hand for using palm techniques.

After hearing this, Shang Chi raised his head and looked at the three people in front of him with a few murderous intent spreading in his heart. The faces of these people were once ghosts in her nightmare. Now these people are standing here together, it is really unhappy!

If you say so much, this place is Wan Yibo's territory after all, so why don't you take the sword and leave! Qiu Baiyue looked around from time to time. For some reason, she always felt that there seemed to be someone nearby, and she could not sense it by exploring the internal force.

Mei Qiu is right. Let’s snatch the sword first. Let’s try it out before we know!

After the words, the three of them rushed towards Shang Chi. Shang Chi drew out the Linshuang sword with his backhand and resisted it passively. It has to be said that these three are worthy of being the heads of the sect. No matter how good Shang Chi's martial arts are, they can only barely tie them, not to mention that they have three of them who can take turns to attack and defend, and can also take care of each other.

The golden sword of Feng Erye and Qiu Baiyue's whisk were not difficult to deal with. What made Shang Chi quite annoyed was the iron folding fan in the hand of the white-haired old man. It was not only difficult to deal with, but also took advantage of loopholes to put her in a few strokes from time to time. It was really hard to guard against.

It seems that I have to find a way to destroy this old man first. Shang Chi narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly and saw her long sword lifting up slightly to block the golden sword that Mr. Feng slashed, and dodged Qiu Baiyue's whisk.

Shang Chi secretly clamped Lin Shuang's sword tip with his fingers, making Lin Shuang's sword body bend a little. When the white-haired old man came to attack with an iron fan again, she suddenly turned around and let go of her fingers. After a sound of air, the white-haired old man flew backwards and dozens of steps before he could barely hold his foot. The long gown on his chest was broken, and a trace of blood penetrated.

What a cruel girl.Mr. Feng gritted his teeth and slashed his eyes with a low look. For some reason, he always felt that the girl in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity.

Especially those peach blossom eyes with a slightly cold expression are really hard to ignore...

Can't delay any more.Qiu Baiyue was still worried that someone would wait for them to fight against a snipe and clam. She was eager to use her killer move and ran towards Shang Chi quickly, but she didn't expect a cold wind suddenly blew behind her. The next second Qiu Baiyue's body flew backwards and broke through a stone wall and fell to the ground, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Qiu Baiyue spit out the blood in her mouth and looked at the person who came, and was surprised, but she was a little as expected, but Master Feng's expression became a little ferocious. He turned the golden knife in a precaution and faced the rigorous-faced Wan Yibo and reached back and slightly supported the white-haired old man who was injured by internal injuries.

The three of you bullied a little girl in my peak and didn’t worry about embarrassing them?Wan Yibo stood between Shang Chi and the three leaders with his hands behind his back. He had a gilded sword hanging around his waist, and he was holding two cultural walnuts in his hand and kept rotating.

The person coming was Wan Yibo, which made Shang Chi frown and feel a little nervous. He would appear here at this time to make the Sword of Break Worry, but at this time it was really a bit bad. If they joined forces, they would be afraid that they would be unbearable!

Don’t pretend to be serious, Wan Yibo, the six of us were willing to help you become thugs before, but it wasn’t because you promised to share the immortal martial arts with us!Who knew that you, a villain, actually joined hands with the merchant to deceive us for several years!If the doll from this business hadn't brought a sword onto the ring, when would you still be deceiving us?

Mr. Feng coldly spoke up and mocked him back. All the disciples he sent to the merchant to inquire were silenced, and evidence of the merchants were left at the scene, including not only the token of the inner sect, but also a Thousand Sword Peak seal!

What business person?I have never joined forces with a group of waste.Although Wan Yibo was unhappy, he was not angry. He walked a few steps towards the direction of Master Feng and said coldly. Speaking of which, you are just my stepping stones. The first half of the immortal martial arts is already in my hands. As long as I take the Sword of Duanyou and get the second half of the article in it, I can live forever!And if I get people, I will die!

you!Brother Xikang, you can kill him too?The old man with a gray-haired face was distraught. He raised his fingers to point at Wan Yibo with gritted teeth.

Wan Yibo sneered and did not answer, but turned his head to look at the Linshuang sword in Shang Chi's hand and looked greedy. As long as he passed tonight, he could obtain the immortal martial arts!

Perhaps it was because Qiu Baiyue ran out just now, and a series of rustling footsteps came in the dark night. Not many people came but Shang Chi knew a little. Others didn't know what was wrong. They seemed to have died of sleep and could not open their eyes no matter how they shouted.

Among the people who came were Jiang Zhi and Zhirong. When they saw this scene, they rushed to Shang Chi quickly. Jiang Zhi whispered to Shang Chi with a low face, "Things are not right tonight, be careful in everything." When I came, I passed by many sect courtyards, but there was no movement. If the limelight was wrong, let's leave quickly.

Well, I know, I'm afraid they are coming for me. If I can't resist you, I will take Zhirong away first.Shang Chi's hand holding the sword tightened and could even be said to be a little trembling. She could feel the pressure coming from Wan Yibo, but she was still wrong about this man's force. If she and Jiang Zhi met Wan Yibo in the attic that day, they would probably be difficult to escape.

Zhirong heard the conversation between the two, and she lowered her eyes and saw the girl's trembling hands, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: No matter whether she is Shang Chi or Jun Lingdu, she is just a half-aged child after all.