In the Shentong Hou Mansion, Fang Yingkan and Di Qinglin were sitting in the courtyard, waiting for someone to arrive.

Both of them are usually very elegant. Fang Yingkang always has iron trees blooming around him, the Eight Great Sword Kings, and Di Qinglin is always accompanied by a beautiful virgin in white. But today, they keep everything simple, and only two of them are widowed.

There is a stone table surrounding the Dan backyard, and there are several delicious dishes on the table.

Di Qinglin asked Fang Yingkan, "Do you think he will really come?"

Fang Ying looks younger than Di Qinglin, and at the same time, he feels much kinder than Di Qinglin. He always has a smile on his face, and his smile is sweet, like an innocent child with no intentions at all. "The message has been conveyed,

If he was really a smart man, he would have known to come to us by now."

Di Qinglin asked, "What does Eunuch Mi think?"

Fang Yingkan said solemnly, "The situation in Lin'an Mansion has changed recently, but in Eunuch Mi's view, it is not yet time for him to take action. Even if Zhuge has gone and Yuan Xian is missing, he can only be ranked third in Lin'an Mansion at most.

A master, he still needs to hide before our great cause is exposed, leaving everything to us first can make the situation clearer."

Di Qinglin frowned, "There are two masters in Lin'an Mansion who are even better than Eunuch Mi."

He talked to himself thoughtfully, but after a while he relaxed his frown, as if he had figured out which two masters might be more powerful than Mi Cangqiong, and let the No. 1 master in Ouchi

fear.

Fang Yingkan nodded, "And these are the two people we know about. In fact, some characters, such as Cai Jing...his martial arts are very difficult to see through. If they are not made clear, they will become a greater disaster.

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Is it possible that Cai Jing's martial arts skills are not inferior to Mi Cangqiong...

Di Qinglin seemed to be deep in thought, but a voice took over Fang Yingkan's words.

"That's right, whether Cai Jing knows martial arts, whether his martial arts is high or low, and whether he can succeed in martial arts are all unknown to people in the world. Over the years, he has not been seen through by anyone. Zhuge Zheng

I can kill tens of thousands of people with no martial arts skills in a single move, but I can't kill a single Cai Jing. This may not be because Zhuge Zheng and I are pedantic."

In the dark night, shadows stepped out.

Li Wangchen has arrived.

He came lightly and mysteriously, like a ghost condensed from the void. He had existed here since ancient times, but was unknown. It was not until the sound spread that he was discovered by Fang Yingkan and Di Qinglin.

He actually has such a powerful hidden ability!?

The two people turned their heads sharply at the same time, locking Li Wangchen with their sharp gazes. Their eyes radiated a strong light, and they entered a state of strong defense at this moment, which made people deeply feel their shock and vigilance.

They were wary of Li Wangchen, so Li Wangchen didn't feel wary of them.

Standing in front of these two marquises, he could clearly feel that their martial arts had reached the level of Xiaosan combined with the second level. They were extremely outstanding at this age, and they had strong self-confidence in each other. No wonder even if he knew that Qiu Tong could fight alone

He dealt with hundreds of Taoists, but still faced him confidently.

"Qiu Tong." Di Qinglin said, his eyes moved to the saber behind Li Wangchen's back, "This is the legendary magic sword."

Li Wangchen said, "It is said that Mr. Di Xiaohou was obsessed with swords, and he is indeed well-deserved." As he said this, he walked to the table, chopped off the iron grass, and laid it flat on the table gently and delicately.

Di Qinglin pondered for a moment, "Can I take a look?"

Li Wangchen behaved freely and took out half of the knife, "Please take a look."

The exposed part of the half-cut iron-cut grass forms a faint red glow, like blood poured into the transparent bone marrow. It is flowing all the time, and it flows into an amazing glow at the tip of the blade, full of vitality.

Surging and moving.

"It turns out to be a true Qi sword..."

Fang Ying looked at it and exclaimed in a low voice.

Using the core fragment of the Iron-Zhancing Grass as the basis, Li Wangchen could shape it into both a knife and a sword. This relied on the Mingyu Skill given by Lianxing, which gave him the "essence" of the Iron-Zhancing Grass.

And in Lin'an Mansion for so many days, no one has ever seen the true appearance of Zhan Tiecao in a peaceful state. Fang Yingkan and Di Qinglin did not know that the original appearance of Zhan Tiecao was not a real sword until today.

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Fang Yingkan still had the energy to marvel, but as soon as Di Qinglin's eyes touched this sharp edge, he couldn't leave. He was like a scholar appreciating treasures. He held his breath and tasted the knife with the most professional mind.

Good or bad.

After a while, Fang Yingkan praised again. "What a knife."

Di Qinglin seemed to sigh, "It's more than just a good knife." He touched the thin knife at his waist, and his eyes shone with a dangerous light.

In fact, Di Qinglin has always reminded Li Wangchen of Ximen Chuixue. Di Qinglin and Ximen Chuixue have many similarities. They also love purity, are equally handsome, like to wear white clothes, kill without seeing blood, and have the same appearance.

The technique only focuses on speed, excluding the difference between the two paths of sword and sword, they are almost the same model.

But if we look at the fundamentals, there is still a fundamental difference between the two people, that is, Ximen Chuixue would never look at other people's swords in such a way.

He had also seen the Iron-Zhancing Grass back then. The Iron-Zhancing Grass at that time was still in its original sword shape. Naturally, it was not as good as it is now after it has been killed and fed several times and had its demonic nature that had just begun to take shape. However, it still had good prospects for development.

Ximen Chuixue only glanced at it a few times, then looked at Li Wangchen.

Compared to dead things like swords, Ximen Chuixue cares more about people. He has always been sincere to people rather than to swords.

On the contrary, Di Qinglin seemed to regard Li Wangchen as a subordinate of Zhan Tie Cao from beginning to end. The sword in his heart could be better than ordinary people, and he was better than all swords in the world. Many things in the world were from the inside out.

Sort by rank.

What a disgusting worldview.

Li Wangchen said, "Thank you, Mr. Di Xiaohou." As he spoke, he waved his hand gently and hit the handle of the knife. With a kacha sound, the deep red light disappeared in front of everyone. The Iron Cutting Grass had been sheathed and sealed, sealing everything.

The light converges deeply into the small space.

Fang Yingkan gently clapped his hands for Li Wangchen, "It is indeed a magic sword that can kill hundreds of Taoists. Your martial arts are already unpredictable. With this magic sword, you can even kill the legendary Asura Demon Sect."

My sword skills are at full display. However, it will be difficult to kill a master of Taoist Baishu's level. It seems that there is still a terrifying killer hidden behind Brother Qiu."

Li Wangchen hesitated and said, "When people are in the world, they can't help themselves. I believe that Fang Xiaohou and Di Xiaohou also hide their own methods, so there is no need to go into details on this point."

Di Qinglin suddenly said, "Of course there is no need to delve into this point, but the talk about the hidden master of Youqiao Group makes people have to go into it. I don't know when I, Youqiao Group, had such a great master as Zunjia

?”

Li Wangchen asked, "Can you start from today?"

From this sentence, the conversation between the three people stopped. The three people looked at each other and stopped talking. A certain atmosphere brewed in the silence. The air seemed to form an invisible and silent cauldron, mixing all kinds of things. The surging emotions were all squeezed together and stewed together.

Time also seemed to be suspended in a still state, making it difficult to tell how much time had passed.

Until the moment of lightning and thunder, the three people took action almost at the same time.

Di Qinglin went to grab the knife in Li Wangchen's palm. His movements were urgent and fierce, as if he was carrying the wind and thunder at the same time. He seemed to want to do this the first time he saw the knife, and until Now this urgent emotion surged out, almost making Li Wangchen deeply feel how the word "greed" should be described.

Another feature is that it is fast.

His hand formed an elusive shadow at that moment, and it looked extremely dull, as dull as the glimmer of dawn.

Fang Yingkan then reached out to slash Li Wangchen's neck, and secretly stabbed Li Wangchen's knees with his feet from bottom to top. If someone could describe these two simple moves, he would definitely It will form a two-page martial arts secret book that will be immortalized in the world, but it is really difficult for anyone to tell whether this secret book is a sword skill or a spear skill.

After all, he is Fang Yingkan, who is known as the "Little Marquis of the Divine Spear and Blood Sword". At a young age, he has already reached a certain level where he has practiced swordsmanship into marksmanship, and marksmanship into swordsmanship. The harmonious and unobstructed state called "my dharma".

Di Qinglin's moves were so fast that they left no trace, but his moves had endless charm, which reminded people of the vastness of the world, as if it could never be understood clearly.

Facing the two powerful moves, Li Wangchen's response was very simple, and it didn't even seem like an earth-shattering move at first glance.

He first cut the iron grass with a swipe, then raised his hand into a palm, making everything slanted and slanted. The two movements were like clouds and flowing water. The range of movement during the whole process was extremely small, and he sat safely in his position.

These are two actions, naturally performed when facing two different enemies.

When the iron-cutting grass was touched, the iron-cutting grass lying horizontally on the table suddenly shone brightly, whistled, and spewed out of its sheath. The handle of the knife was like a long dragon pushed by a long river. It flew up diagonally and hit Di Qinglin. between the five fingers.

Di Qinglin should have been overjoyed to get the magic knife he had dreamed of, but his face was as solemn as if he was about to touch a physical thunder. His hand suddenly changed and exerted force. Instead of holding the handle of the knife, he fought back.

Bang, he slapped the Iron Cut Grass back into the scabbard. Di Qinglin stood up unexpectedly, quickly put his palms behind his back, and stared deeply at Li Wangchen with a pair of eyes. The emotions inside were so rich that no one could see clearly. Understand.

Di Qinglin suffered a loss, and Fang Ying looked absolutely uncomfortable.

His divine spear and blood sword, facing Li Wangchen's virtual and slanted everything, were like the endless vast world colliding with a framework and a rule. All the means he could use could have turned into a vast sea. Now, However, it shrank, became smaller, condensed, and deleted at a speed that he could not even imagine. All the martial arts knowledge that could be applied to all things seemed to have encountered an unreasonable supernormal state, to the point where it could not be used.

Almost before Fang Yingjian noticed it, his moves had become "waste moves", his content had become "meaningless", and the endless charm changes were so monotonous that he could see through them at a glance.

Before he could react, Li Wangchen's palm had already been cut at the pulse point, his toes were raised to a position where he was about to fall, and the sole of his foot was also poked by Li Wangchen's foot. Almost at the moment he completed this stalemate, Fang

It looked like he was covered in cold sweat.

Li Wangchen looked at him, and Fang Yingkan had no choice but to smile back. He waited until the other person's tense state, which was like tens of millions of kilograms of dynamite that could explode at any time, disappeared, and then he slowly withdrew his hand.

foot.

After just one move, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly changed invisibly.

Li Wangchen asked again, "You two young princes, I wonder if Qiu Tong can join the Youqiao Group starting today?"

He asked the same question just now, but Fang Yingkan and Di Qinglin suddenly took action, but all this was a tacit understanding. In fact, the meaning of the three people's meeting today was clear to each other. Jinfeng Xiaoyulou and Liufenbantang

Cai Jing is the biggest force on the stage. After the death of Zhuge Zhengwo, Cai Jing has no one to control. What will follow will undoubtedly be a cleansing and shuffling among the forces, and the most important things in this process are two things.

The first is to determine the future goal, whether to end up in the end, or to lie dormant, to remain neutral, or to join any one of them. The second point is to enhance one's own strength so that one will not become a target of being fished.

And the two will influence each other. The determination of the direction of the former will determine the amount of strength required by the latter, and the amount of strength the latter can obtain will determine how much appetite it can have.

Qiu Tong and Xiang Trung Tower worked together to bring down the two of them. Although they were not happy, Li Wangchen was confident that he could use his interests and strength to make their unhappiness disappear, and the most important thing was to give them the ability to defeat Cai Jing.

hope.
To be continued...