In a park near Chang'an Street, Xiang Que frowned and looked sideways. The moment the gunfire rang out, he realized that a life he was familiar with had passed away, but it was definitely not Wang Kunlun.
If Wang Kunlun died, there would be signs of evil spirits rising to the sky in an instant, and he would definitely be able to feel it. Since it wasn't him, Xiang Que estimated that the people who died might be those below Wang Kunlun.
"Another account has been added," Xiang Que said to himself as he lowered his head.
Zhang Qingfang clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "People in the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui should be detached from life and death long ago. Do you still care?"
"I don't care about myself, but I care about the people around me." Xiang Que looked at the Heavenly Master calmly and said, "I'll collect the bill from you first, and then I'll settle the rest with them bit by bit."
Zhang Tianshi shook his head and said a little speechlessly: "Are you competing with me here? Don't you know that people of our level are not allowed to fight in the capital? We will be invited to drink tea."
In the capital, not only are Feng Shui masters not allowed to set up Feng Shui formations without permission, but people who have passed the level of Tongyin are also not allowed to do so within the capital. How do you ask the government and the people to explain if there is too much noise? What if the Feng Shui of the capital is violated?
, how much responsibility does it have to have an impact on the national destiny?
Therefore, Feng Shui masters in the capital must be careful in their words and actions, and people with Tongyin and above must be careful in their actions. There are too many rules and regulations here.
Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and said: "I don't want to go to war with you, I just want to use you to sharpen my sword and see how much strength I can have when I first enter Tongyin."
"What?" Zhang Qingfang asked with a frown.
"I said, I want to use you to test the knife." Xiang Que suddenly waved his hand and slapped his forehead, and "whoa" a shadow that was completely similar to himself was separated from his forehead.
That phantom was exactly the same as Xiang Que in both body shape and appearance. It seemed like they were twins, and it was difficult to tell the slightest difference.
"Your soul is out of body, you are very brave." Zhang Qingfang was stunned. If the soul is damaged, it will be more serious than being severely injured. Generally speaking, Feng Shui Onmyoji sects would rather be injured themselves than suffer any harm to the soul.
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"Master Zhang, you still know too little." It was not Xiang Que who spoke, but the soul that he forced out.
"What..." Zhang Qingfang was suddenly shocked. There was a loud bang in his head. He pointed at Xiang Que in disbelief and said, "This is impossible. How can your soul have independent consciousness? How is it possible?"
"Haha" Xiang Que grinned strangely, and suddenly took a step forward and stepped in front of Zhang Qingfang. The other party reacted very quickly and pointed at Zhang Qingfang with two hands.
"Whoa" the soul suddenly disappeared in front of Zhang Qingfang without any warning, and then appeared again from behind him.
A lotus bloomed at the mouth of the "Zhan" soul, and a scimitar condensed with its own Tao Qi extended out of its right hand, and it struck Zhang Qingfang's back with one blow.
Zhang Qingfang suddenly jumped forward in the great shock, but he did not expect that the soul was like a tarsal maggot, faster than him, and had stopped before Zhang Qingfang could stand firm.
"Cut Again" swung his knife towards Que, slashing directly at Zhang Qingfang who had no time to dodge.
"Poof" a knife edge more than a foot long appeared on Zhang Qingfang's back, extending all the way down from his neck.
"Whoa!" Immediately afterwards, Xiang Que's soul disappeared without a trace again. Zhang Qingfang looked around blankly, and all of his hands and feet were in a hurry to get it.
"Continue, cut again." This time, Xiang Que suddenly appeared from Zhang Qingfang's head, and the tip of the knife rushed down and slashed towards Zhang Qingfang, who was unable to guard against it.
Although Zhang Qingfang was in a panic, his reaction was quite fast. After subconsciously sensing a crisis coming from above his head, he moved out sideways on his toes.
"Did you hide?" Xiang Que's soul did not hit the ground, but disappeared in mid-air.
This time, Xiang Que did not appear anywhere next to Zhang Qingfang, but actually let his soul forcefully break into the opponent's eyebrows.
"Ugh!" Zhang Qingfang's expression changed drastically, and he said in shock: "Asshole!"
"You can't guard against it." A sound from Xiang Que suddenly came from Zhang Qingfang's head. After the soul entered his body, Xiang Que slashed Zhang Qiangfang's soul with the scimitar in his hand.
"..." Zhang Qingfang's eyes suddenly widened, and a pale look appeared on his face.
"Whoa!" Xiang Que stepped out of Zhang Qingfang's body, and then returned to his body without looking back. Xiang Que opened his eyes, glanced at Zhang Qingfang and said, "I can't fight with you, but the noise is not as big as mine."
I can let you know what the legend of Gujingguan is."
Xiang Que put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly and turned around to leave.
Behind him, a streak of blood oozed from the corner of Zhang Qingfang's mouth, and he said softly: "Okay, I'll see you again someday, and I'll discuss today's matters with you."
"Pfft!" As soon as Zhang Qingfang finished speaking, the blood that had been held in for a long time was spurted out instantly.
"Gujing Guan, what kind of sect is this? It's so tyrannical. This guy has such cultivation at a young age. If he waits for a few more years, he might be the only one in the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui." Zhang Qingfang wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth, horrified.
Said inexplicably.
Xiang Que left the park and hurriedly walked towards Chang'an Street, but before he reached Chang'an Street, the police on duty had already drawn up a cordon, and no one was allowed to approach.
Xiang Que frowned and left helplessly. He wanted to see who was in trouble. After walking a few steps, Xiang Que turned to the person next to him and said, "Hey, please lend me a mobile phone."
The other party turned his head blankly and was stunned. He bared his teeth and smiled and said, "Oh, what a coincidence, girl."
The cute girl in front of him was the one Xiang Que bumped into not long ago. He lowered his head and saw that the other person was holding a cell phone in her hand. Then he took it over without politeness and flipped to the call history.
It has reached Wang Kunlun’s number.
The girl was speechless and looked at him confused.
After the call was connected, Xiang Que asked: "Who is in trouble in Kunlun?"
"Decheng used Decheng as a cover for us to send Cao Shanjun out, and he became a bait." On the phone, Wang Kunlun whispered: "Lao Xiang, his soul is probably still alive. Please help me go to the underworld to have a look."
"Okay, this is nothing. Where are you now and how are you doing?"
Wang Kunlun said: "On the way out of Beijing, you don't have to worry about me. Your father-in-law asked me to go to Tangshan for a while. My car is running smoothly now, and I will definitely be able to arrive smoothly. Cao Shanjun, you should go check on his condition."
Okay, I also got your things back. Fatty Wang’s case should be finished in the next few days and wait until he comes out."
"Okay, you get yourself settled first. Now that I'm back, let me handle the things here."
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