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This white-clothed swordsman is a well-known ninth-rank master in the southwest—people in the Jianghu are called "Fengmanlou." Apart from this identity, he is also the deputy leader of the Yilin Army. Few people in the Jianghu know about this relationship.

He came as Feng Manlou this time, representing not only He An, but also an attitude of Southwest.

Feng Manlou has cultivated the six-phase magical skill, and it is difficult to distinguish the real body by one person.It is similar to Kejun's Wan Jian Gui Yi.

"Don't worry, we have to settle the bill slowly. I heard that there is an elder in your North Mansion named Jin Fang. He has been in correspondence with the Jinsha Tiandi League for three years, and they are talking about our family affairs in the Southwest." Feng Manlou As soon as the voice fell, the whole hall was silent.

He Bei then said sneeringly: "I just said how my father has lost all these years."

When he first came to Beifu, He Bei sent He An a letter about the collaboration between Beifu and Jinsha.Fortunately, He An acted fast enough. In the past ten years, he conducted the largest investigation of Yi Lin's army, and sent Feng Manlou to crusade against Beifu, seeking an explanation.

Feng Manlou is just one of the many quacks in the Southwest crusade against Beifu. There are still many Southwest masters on the way. Most of them heard the news and came to Beifu voluntarily to verify.After all, there have been constant wars in the Southwest these years, and many of their family members died in the war, so they hated Jinsha to the bone.

Feng Manlou came to Beifu three days before the mausoleum opening ceremony.At first, He Bei didn't know that Feng Manlou would come, but he knew that He An was not the one to swallow his anger, so he would definitely send someone to investigate the situation.So, he left Yi Linjun's military symbol in the courtyard where Uncle Huai lived, and Feng Manlou successfully found He Bei.

Last night, Feng Manlou led several southwestern masters, beheaded the Hall of Merit and Deeds into ruins. They couldn't understand the great hatred in their hearts. At most, it was a warm-up before the fierce battle.

At this time, Feng Manlou's voice was extremely cruel: "In these years, the Southwest has fought fiercely with Jinsha, and the road in front of Ningku City has been baptized by blood for a long time. The continuous mountain of corpses is constantly new. If there is purgatory in the world, Ningku City It’s just the incarnation of purgatory in the human world. What face do you Beifu have to call yourself a believer of the gods, believers of the gods, and treat the people of the world like this? In my opinion, it’s just a bull’s head and a horse’s face in human skin.”

The master of the temple has the same ability to turn black and white as before: "What is the evidence? How many people have been sent to the southwest by our Beifu these years, and how many people have returned alive? You are here to fabricate the facts? Our Beifu is sympathetic to the world. Over the years, you One-third of Yilin Army's food and grass is funded by our Beifu. The Beifu takes in your refugees in the Southwest every year. When will you neglect the Southwest? Jinsha is our common enemy, and everyone understands the truth. , How could we put you in danger of eternal doom. Why, you want to fabricate facts here with your mouth!"

Feng Manlou laughed sarcasticly twice, and said quietly: "When it comes to this, it is even more interesting. The reinforcements sent by your North Mansion every year are entertained by the Southwest with food, drink, and accommodation, but they are used to being pampered. At that point, they refused to join the battle. The Yilin Army tracked down a total of 130 traitors, 97 of whom came from your Beifu reinforcements."

At this time, Elder Jin Fang suddenly stood up, with a persuasive tone: "Maybe it's all a misunderstanding. Maybe Jinsha provoked the relationship between our Southwest and Beifu. Our Beifu hates Jinsha as much as your Southwest, and we will never be wiped out like this." A matter of humanity."

Elder Yue Feng echoed emotionally: "It's enough for you to spout blood! How can we be the lackeys of the people of Jinsha in Beifu! If there is such a thing, Grandmaster He will be the first to let us go, why are you shouting here!"

Feng Manlou laughed wildly, his long hair fluttering in the gust of wind, he said: "Evidence? I want to kill people, I don't need evidence, I just need a sword. Master He is busy with the war in Ningku City, dealing with this kind of trash It's a small matter, so don't bother the old man."

The Beifu did it in such a tight manner that even though the spies were caught one by one, they did not admit that it was the Beifu who did it, but were bewitched by Jinsha.Just one letter from Jin Fang is not enough to convict him.

Feng Manlou said: "If you dare to do it in the North Mansion or not, then we in the Southwest will also do this unreasonable person. This is the tomb of the emperor of the Li Kingdom, and we people in the Southwest also respect the ancestors of the Li Palace, so let's go outside to solve it. "

The wind-filled clothes fluttered up, rolling up the fine dust in the floating light, and his loud voice fell steadily like a bell: "Who is Jinfang?"

No one dared to respond.

He Bei held Xie Juan in his arms, and his eyes should not be too obvious to look at Jin Fang.

Feng Manlou smiled knowingly.

He used powerful internal force to blow up the gust of wind, and his thin figure stood firmly in the dust, unstoppable.The next moment, he took ten steps and made a sword, rushed towards Jin Fang, and said: "The original general lowered the sword to kill the golden dog!"

But Jun looked at the master of the temple with sharp eyes, and the master of the temple immediately expressed his understanding, raised the golden scepter high above his head, and said sternly: "There are foreign enemies invading my Beifu Imperial Mausoleum, all the Beifu gods obey the order , the soldiers lined up to guard the temple together, to protect the safety of my Beifu.

A icy sword light like a snow shadow crossed Jin Fang's cheeks, Elder Jin Fang cried out in pain, and several lines of blood flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

Jin Fang raised her hands, covered her burning and painful eyes, and said in panic, "My eyes...my eyes...your Southwest... It's too deceiving!"

Feng Manlou's voice lingered in Jin Fang's ears: "This sword, I give you, has eyes but no eyes."

Jin Fang was immersed in the darkness of losing his light. He wiped away his blood and tears, and accused him in a child's voice: "The wind is all over the building! How dare you kill the elders of the Beifu...Your southwest is going to be an open enemy of our Beifu!"

As soon as Jin Fang finished speaking, his collar was easily picked up by Feng Manlou who suddenly rushed to his side.

The next moment, he was taken out of the mausoleum by Feng Manlou, and his body became weightless. When he realized, his feet had been tied up by a pair of ropes, and his body was facing down. The fiery breath scorched him and covered him with blood face.

Jin Fang was hung upside down on the pillars of the sacrificial altar by Feng Manlou, and the altar was burning with fire.

Feng Manlou said: "Elder Jin Fang, please confess to the ancestors of Li Guo the crimes you committed, and I will spare you—die easier. Otherwise, I will cut off your flesh with a long sword. Pour your blood on this high platform of sacrifice."

Jin Fang tried to forcefully break free from the rope, but Feng Manlou quickly noticed as soon as she activated her internal energy.His chest was hit by a sword qi.It never occurred to him that the inner alchemy he had condensed with precious medicines for the past ten years was easily shattered by Feng Manlou.

Feng Manlou understands that people like Jin Fang don't have any will or belief at all.A paper tiger will break when it touches water.

"To the ancestors of Li Guo, admit the crimes you committed. I will say it for the last time." Feng Manlou's white clothes were stained with blood, but in his eyes, there was hatred stronger than blood.

Feng Manlou cut the rope tied around Jin Fang's leg and wrist, and Jin Fang's body shook more and more, and she was on the verge of falling.

Jin Fang could feel the sparks ignited in the altar flying over her face, burning bits and pieces of heat.In the end, he was in pain and panic, and shouted loudly: "I didn't... it wasn't me... it was the meaning of the Palace Master... everything was the meaning of the Palace Master ......not my business!"

"Have you heard it all? Those Jianghu forces who hide in the dark and dare not make a move. You all listen to me clearly and understand: the fact that the Beifu collaborating with the enemy is like an iron mountain!" Feng Manlou struck Jinfang's wrist with a sword. The rope was cut off, and Jin Fang fell into the flames of the altar alone.

No matter how Jin Fang struggled and called for help, she couldn't get out of the flames.

The envoys in white robes who came forward to rescue him were blocked by the five-phase phantom transformed by Fengmanlou before they could get close to him.

Jin Fang was engulfed by the scorching flames, and her flesh and blood turned into blackened smoke.

Feng Manlou stood on the high pillar beside the altar, took out a jug of wine from his waist, poured it with his head raised, and poured it into his throat.

When he is happy, he likes to drink hard liquor.

The real body was drinking, while the other five phases he transformed were fighting against the ghosts and monsters in white robes beside the altar.

Rarely has he been so happy.

He said: "Ghosts come to kill ghosts, gods come to kill gods."

Ke Jun holds the picture scroll in his hand, facing the current mess in Beifu, he is like a bystander who has nothing to do with himself.Everything that happened in front of him seemed harmless to him.

His long sword has only one target.To him, Feng Manlou is just a character that no passer-by can count on.

When Kejun's Longyin sword stabbed straight at He Bei, the first person to greet him was a crimson figure approaching lightly.

Ke Jun sneered and said: "If you have the ability, you will fight me personally. What's the matter with using your puppet to perfuse me."

He Bei was too lazy to talk nonsense with Kejun, he twirled the golden ring with one finger, hooked his fingers, and in an instant, countless red shadows flew from Anian's sleeve, rushing towards Kejun.

But Jun's long sword pierced countless silver-blue sword lights, like the bursting edge of the scorching sun, extremely bright.Next, these sword shadows turned into sharp, ice-like short blades, facing the red line shadow released by Anian.

The red line shadow collided with the silver and blue short blade, and they were blasted into the air with a bang, turning into fine powder.

Ke Jun turned slightly to one side, and a thread as thin as a hair slid across the side of his face, carving a deep red bloodstain.There was a flash of surprise in his heart, because no one who is not a master can get within three steps of him.

Ke Jun brushed the bloodstains on his face lightly with his fingers, and smiled slightly: "You have broken the realm of the master?"

With Xie Juan in his arms, He Bei flew closer to the entrance of the mausoleum.He said: "You think too highly of me, it's just nine ranks."

He Bei really didn't lie, because he was seriously injured by the black butterfly arrow, he couldn't break the mirror for a long time.To break the mirror, it may take more effort than in the previous life.Both he and Kejun have Bai Zi, but even if he sacrificed his body to the son, even if he didn't break through, the explosive internal power can be compared with the master.

Xie Juan hugged He Bei's neck tightly, and leaned his face in front of his warm and solid chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, the familiar and reassuring smell lingered at the tip of his nose, which made him feel a kind of peace of mind.He suddenly understood a truth, as long as he had this person by his side, no matter what kind of danger he was in, he would have the courage to confront it calmly.

Xie Juan said to Ke Jun, "Uncle, stop. Sands must be secretly happy about the current situation... There are many ways to get revenge, as long as you stop, I am willing to face it with you."

Of course he hated Jinsha deeply, but if countless innocent people were involved in this storm and offered their flesh and blood to build the throne, he would not sit on it.

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I'm sorry guys, the New Year's schedule is too full, I've been busy for a few days, and I will make up for it from today~