Zhuo Lixing's face remained unchanged, but his heart was surging.

Feijian Pavilion is not an ordinary sect, it is a secluded sect and a hidden vein that protects the country. It is not the time when the country and the country are shaking.

Since the founding of the Great Yun Dynasty, the disciples of Feijian Pavilion have been born only three times. One sword determines the universe and Xiang Wushu has failed.

In the eyes of the disciples of Feijian Pavilion, the martial arts masters in the world are like ten-year-old children, and even if they wave their magical weapons, they are not threatening.

The flying sword from Feijian Pavilion is a sword of gods, not a secular sword technique.

The sword technique of the secular martial arts flew in front of the sword from the sky, and it was like lowering one dimension and was no threat.

This time I was ordered to go out of the box and resolve two major threats, one is the Divine Monk of the Fakong, and the other is the Si Qing Li Ying of the Southern Supervision Department.

The former is famous throughout the world, while the latter is famous for its evil and has outstanding swordsmanship.

He followed the order of easy first and difficult first, and solved Fakong first, so as not to have the magical powers of monk Fakong, and to use his magical powers to help Li Ying escape, he would have to pursue him.

Feijian Pavilion has been in seclusion, and now he comes out of the mountain. In this mundane world, no one knows his identity except the emperor...

Unexpectedly, Monk Fakong's supernatural powers were even more powerful than he thought, and he even broke his identity.

This monk Fakong did not just carry his spirits and tricks, and he did have supernatural powers.

His eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking down at Fakong from a high altitude, and he slowly said, "It's so good, I admire you!"

Fakong smiled and said, "It's just a small trick, but Mr. Zhuo is too proud. He just comes over directly like this and should lead me out first."

"Hehe..." Zhuo Lixing smiled.

Why is it so troublesome to kill someone yourself? Just go straight in and kill them directly, and there is no need to turn into a meaningless circle.

Fakong said: "Mr. Zhuo comes from Feijian Pavilion, and his sword skills are unique, so it is called Feilai Sword from the Sky?"

Zhuo Lixingdao: "What else does Master Fakong know?"

Fakong said: "I also know that Mr. Zhuo will not take action."

"Haha..." Zhuo Lixing laughed.

Fakong looked at him with a smile.

Xu Qingluo pursed her red lips tightly, without saying a word, but her big eyes were burning, staring at Zhuo Lixing, wanting to see through Zhuo Lixing.

Lin Feiyang frowned and was ready to move.

He felt a huge threat, but he was still fearless and ignored his dangerous intuition.

As long as there is emptiness in the Dharma, he is not afraid of life and death at all.

He firmly believed that the Rejuvenation Curse could save himself.

Fu Qinghe's face was solemn, he pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword, his whole body was tense, like a bow and arrow ready to go.

The warning signs in his heart kept surging, reminding him to escape quickly and have no chance of winning.

He knew that he would definitely die if he took action.

Maybe he can't catch Zhuo Lixing's one move.

Faning blocked Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, and his burly body as strong as a bear could cover them, not facing Zhuo Lixing head-on.

His honest face was tense at this time, and there was a vicious aura surging. This was his instinctive reaction to feel the danger.

Zhuo Lixing's laughter echoed around him, but the people around him seemed to have not heard it, and continued to do their own things and say their own words.

Some are fighting for wine, some are talking and laughing, some are blushing and quarreling, and some are whispering with their heads down and whispering to the heart.

It is clearly close, like two worlds.

Fakong said: "Mr. Zhuo is already over two hundred years old?"

"Then guess how much is my two hundred?"

"I was two hundred and twenty-eight years old." Fakong sighed: "Mr. Zhuo is the oldest person I have ever met. I have always respected the elderly. Just like the last time the masters of Duntian Pavilion came over, they did not kill them. It is not easy to survive until this age."

Zhuo Lixing curled his smile: "Do you think I am old and can't use my sword?"

Fakong shook his head: "I think, at such an age, why bother to fight and kill yourself? Wouldn't it be better to live a good life?"

Zhuo Lixing smiled and said, "It doesn't take any trouble to kill you, and there is no question of fighting, killing."

He turned his head and looked around: "Are you waiting for help? No matter how powerful a master is, he can't help you. Today he will take your life."

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"The order issued by Emperor Dayun himself?" Fakong said calmly and said gently: "You have to kill me?"

"You are really a disaster for the destruction of Dayun. Of course you will kill you." Zhuo Lixing said: "If you are too successful, you should know a little bit about keeping your own way of keeping your own edge. Unfortunately, you know it too late now, so you can understand it well in the next life."

Fakong said: "Don't Emperor Dayun think about it. If he gets terminal illness, or if the concubines, Empress Dowagers and Princess and Grandsons get terminal illness and there is no cure, saving my life is equivalent to saving their lives?"

"Haha..." Zhuo Lixing laughed: "Are you begging for mercy?"

Fakong shook his head and said, "I don't want Emperor Dayun to regret it, and it's also for Mr. Zhuo's sake, so as not to be angry in the future."

It was certainly the order issued by Emperor Dayun, and he dispatched the elders of Feijian Pavilion to assassinate him.

Zhuo Lixing looked ridiculous and shook his head: "It's useless, you will definitely die today."

He reached out his hand and slowly touched the hilt of the sword.

Xu Qingluo's bright eyes suddenly lit up, and she had decided to take action and use the secret technique of the Void Fetal Breath Sutra to restrain Zhuo Lixing.

Fakong's voice suddenly sounded in her ear: "Wait a minute and look at his swordsmanship."

Xu Qingluo said in his heart: "Master, just put him down!"

She felt that Zhuo Lixing's mental power was not too strong and she had enough to deal with it, so there was no need to take this risk.

Feijian Pavilion, when she heard this name and looked at Kong's expression, she knew that Zhuo Lixing's swordsmanship was extremely powerful.

To be safe, there is no need to let Zhuo Lixing draw his sword.

If the mysterious sword of the Void Fetal Breath Sutra is used, it will be enough to make Zhuo Lixing faint directly and even not wake up again.

Fakong's voice sounded in her heart: "His sword technique is magical, rare in the world, you can also see it carefully."

"...Yes." Xu Qingluo agreed helplessly.

She was vaguely worried and looked at Zhuo Lixing intently.

Zhuo Lixing suddenly turned his head and looked over.

But I saw a beautiful woman in black robe and jade face climbing the stairs, wearing a long sword around her waist, like a weak willow to support the wind.

It's Li Ying.

Li Ying seemed to have not expected Fakong and the others to appear, and was stunned, stopped, frowned and looked over.

Her crystal-like melon-shaped face, which was as bright as white jade, was quickly covered with frost. She glared coldly at Fakong, sneered, and pressed the hilt of the sword at her waist with her jade hand.

Fakong's face was slightly dark and he looked at her solemnly.

Zhuo Lixing noticed his abnormality, turned his head curiously, then let go of the hilt of the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "It's so good!"

Xu Qingluo turned his head and looked at Fakkong: "Master, do you still have to endure it?"

This guy Zhuo Lixing was too much. He was distracted at this time. He was about to draw the sword but let go of the hilt of the sword, not reassuring his master.

Obviously, he treated the master as the fat meat on his mouth, and ate whatever he wanted, and was not worried about the master's counterattack.

Li Ying's eyes looked at Zhuo Lixing.

Zhuo Lixing's eyes were as bright as two balls of flames, and his face was cold.

He was indifferent to Fakong, but he looked down on Li Ying.

Xu Qingluo frowned and said in her heart: "Master, this guy is a bit weird."

As long as you are a man, no matter how old he is, seeing Sister Li as beautiful as such, you may have various thoughts, but you rarely feel disgusted.

"I have been hurt by love and was injured by beautiful women, so I hate beautiful women especially and think that beautiful women have nothing good." Fakong said in her heart.

Xu Qingluo snorted: "It's inexplicable."

Because it is a beauty who hurts me, I hate all beauties, and this idea is too extreme.

Fakkong said: "He has been hurt by more than one woman."

"Looking at his handsome appearance, he shouldn't..."

"I'm not lucky, I'm not good at meeting someone."

"That's really pitiful."

Li Ying looked at Zhuo Lixing solemnly: "Who are you?"

Zhuo Lixing said coldly: "The person who took your life!"

Li Ying gently pulled out the long sword, his sword body was as full as water, and said lightly: "Master of Dayun?"

Zhuo Lixing glanced at Fakong and said lightly: "You two are here together,... Fakong is this help you have found?"

Fakong smiled: "Mr. Zhuo misunderstood."
To be continued...