Reborn Enemy

Strands of hair hung down messily from the sideburns, covering up the bewildering red shadows at the end of the eyes, reflecting the smiling eyes, and the outline of the face appeared gentle because of this.The thick white cloak hung down to the ground, and he walked slowly towards the defensive formation. Wherever he passed, within three feet, bamboo leaves and branches were cut off by the sword intent, and debris flew.

"What a strong sword intent!" Someone whispered.

"He is..." Nie Yu was shocked and looked at Gu Pinglin.

Almost at the same time, Hanying Shuangjian and the Zhou sisters also looked at Gu Pinglin.

"This is not from the Duan family..." Tang Jian, the elder of the Guangling School, was a guest at the Penglai seat in the past, and witnessed the incident with his own eyes.

Such a person is hard to forget once you meet him.

Clenching his hands behind his back, Gu Pinglin stared at the person, coldness rising from his heart.

Even though many years have passed, the face in front of my eyes is still exactly the same as in my memory, including that perfect and hypocritical expression.

His eyes were gentle and kind, but they never stayed on anyone for a moment.

The posture of acting as if there is no one else around reveals the most familiar arrogance and conceit.

Familiar, but also a long-lost strangeness.

Facing the supreme and powerful sword intent, the people in Feijian Palace reacted the most.Seeing that his own sword, Gufang, was also responding, Yang Zhao was furious and forcibly recalled the Gufang sword: "It's just the sword intent, it's a mystery!" He released his innate sword intent to fight against it, and the Gufang sword was really quiet.

The rest of the sword cultivators also recalled their spirit swords one after another. Even so, the spirit sword is still shivering in the master's hands. After all, not everyone has the talent of Yang Zhao.Only Gu Pinglin didn't move, Ren Gu Yingjian cheered beside him.

The white-clothed swordsman stopped at the edge of the defensive formation, looked at the red clouds in the sky, and said, "Demon Lord, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's you again." Wei Fengshi's voice.

"As the saying goes, wherever we don't meet in life, meeting is destined." The swordsman in white answered politely.

Master Wei Feng said: "What is the fate of opposing me?"

The white-clothed swordsman said softly: "This statement is wrong. The Sword King Pavilion is friendly to everyone. I am not here to fight against the devil, but to help the Guangling faction."

"I mean Guangling faction, you want to rescue them, isn't that right?" Wei Feng said.

The white-clothed swordsman said: "Breakout and confrontation are two different things. As long as you are sincere, I believe you can always find a way to get the best of both worlds."

Master Wei Feng said, "How can I have both?"

The white-clothed swordsman said: "It's easy, the devil's adult beauty is enough."

A strange laugh came from the cloud, Wei Feng said: "If you want me to give in, do you rely on your Sword King Pavilion?"

The white-clothed swordsman said: "It's not by the Sword King Pavilion, it's by me."

Master Wei Feng laughed suddenly: "I admire the confidence of the pavilion master the most. Every time I see you, I am very surprised. Where does your confidence come from?"

This person is actually the mysterious Lord of the Sword King Pavilion!Everyone was surprised and looked at him one after another, and Nie Yu and others looked even more complicated.

Zhou Qiu didn't go to Penglai to have a banquet back then, so he didn't find anything wrong. He was simply amazed by the sword intent, and couldn't help sighing: "The Sword King Pavilion is well-deserved."

Yang Zhao's complexion changed: "If you can be called the King of Swords only by the intent of the sword, what's the use of swordsmanship! Since the master of the Sword King Pavilion is so powerful, I don't think there is any need to make a move."

Everyone in Guangling faction frowned at the same time.

Master Wei Feng also practiced swordsmanship, and the red wind was transformed by the sword intent, so it would be affected by the strongest sword intent of the pavilion master. In addition, Master Wei Feng was defenseless, which allowed Feng Ying to be saved by luck.If we really want to talk about the strength of cultivation base, Wei Fengshi will undoubtedly win, not to mention he has many subordinates.After all, the owner of the Sword King Pavilion came to rescue the Guangling faction, and it was time to join forces to fight against the enemy, and Yang Zhao was too disregarding the overall situation.

Zhou Qiu hurriedly said: "Guangling sect is very grateful for the generous help of the pavilion master. The situation is compelling, please forgive me for being rude. After working together to defeat the enemy, Zhou will definitely thank you in person."

As soon as he finished speaking here, Yang Zhao lowered his face and put the sword back into its sheath: "Since Zhou Shanzhu only values ​​the pavilion master, it is unnecessary for me to stay, so I will leave here."

Zhou Qiu and everyone from the Guangling faction turned pale with anger, but the situation is critical, the Sword King Pavilion is not yet clear, but the Feijian Palace has good strength, if they are really let go, the Guangling faction is even more dangerous.Zhou Qiu only sighed, and comforted him with anger: "Flying Sword Palace is the number one sword gate, and my nephew has traveled thousands of miles to help, which shows the friendship. Right now, the most important thing is to defeat the enemy, why should my nephew care about these things?"

Over the years, the Zhou sisters have calmed down a lot. When the sect is alive and dead, Zhou Caige dare not be willful, and hastily grabbed Yang Zhao: "Brother Wangyang, help me!"

Seeing her beauty, Yang Zhao's complexion improved, and he said proudly: "Of course we will save the Guangling Sect. As for the pavilion master, let's see if he needs help from Feijian Palace."

Zhou Caige was at a loss for words, turned to the pavilion master, and couldn't help begging: "Senior Brother Duan..."

"Jianwang Pavilion has taken over the business, so there is no reason for the guests to do it themselves," the pavilion owner said, "One person is enough for this kind of thing."

Yang Zhao sneered: "You all heard that, he himself said that one person is enough, no help is needed."

The scene immediately became completely silent, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, even Zhou Qiu couldn't help smoothing things over.

Master Wei Feng didn't smile: "You want to fight with me?"

The pavilion master sighed: "How can I dare to compete with the devil for glory with my mere cultivation?"

"Then how are you going to get me back?"

"Of course it is to convince the devil with this perfect tongue."

"You think it's possible?"

"Nothing is impossible," the pavilion master turned his face slightly, the loose hair on his temples was blown by the wind, reflecting the smile on his thin lips, adding a three-point charm to his handsome face, "people from Wanfamen sneaked into the nine It's Maruma."

The seven members of Mo Beidou on the opposite side all changed their colors when they heard the words, and Mo Tianshu lost his voice: "Nine Marsh Plains! Demon Lord, this is not a good thing!"

"It's really not good," the Pavilion Master sighed. "As far as I know, the Nine Marsh Plains will fall, and half of the Demon Realm will fall sooner or later. The Demon Lord should take countermeasures as soon as possible."

Master Wei Feng was silent for a moment, and said, "Do you think I will believe it?"

"Sending news is the kindness of the Sword King Pavilion. Believe it or not, it's up to you," the pavilion master said. "The devil probably didn't receive the urgent report from Jiuzhaoyuan, because your news channel was intercepted. If you rush to rescue immediately, Probably there is still time, as for the Guangling Sect, I hope the Demon Lord will spare no effort to complete the business of the Sword King Pavilion, you and I will each get what we need, and harmony will generate wealth."

Master Wei Feng said: "What if I kill you first and then go to Jiuzhaoyuan?"

"It's not difficult to kill me, but it must be a little harder than you imagined," said the pavilion master, "If the devil thinks that I am more important than Jiuzhaoyuan, I am of course very honored."

Noisy laughter sounded again, Master Wei Feng said: "Retreat."

Mo Beidou's seven people took the lead and hastily organized the troops to retreat.

A crisis was easily resolved, but everyone in Zhou Qiu didn't react, their expressions were in a trance, as if in a dream.

The pavilion master suddenly said again: "I still have a business, I hope to cooperate with the devil."

The red cloud stopped in the middle of the sky.

Seeing this, Mo Tianshu said: "Devil Lord, Jiuzhaoyuan is important!"

"Hey," the pavilion master chuckled, "Tianshu Daxiu's words are wrong. What I want to say is Jiuzhaoyuan."

Mo Tianshu was taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

The pavilion master said: "This is another news. The news from the Sword King Pavilion has not come easily."

Mo Tianshu reacted and sneered: "The Sword King Pavilion will take advantage of the fire."

The pavilion master said: "Why not send charcoal in the snow?"

Mo Tianshu said: "What if we don't buy it?"

"Sword King Pavilion never buys or sells by force, everything is decided by the guests themselves," the pavilion owner said, "but I promise, this news is important enough to the devil, if the devil doesn't listen, he will definitely regret it."

"Give it to him." Wei Fengshi's voice came from the red cloud.

Mo Tianshu threw out a multicolored feather coin: "Tell me, what news?"

Caiyu fluttered down, not far away, and seemed to be supported by an invisible force, slowly rose again, and flew back to Mo Tianshu.

Mo Tianshu was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "What do you mean?"

"If you buy news of different value, you have to pay the same price," said the Pavilion Master. "It seems that Jiuzhaoyuan is not that important to you."

This is too low price.

Regardless of the faces of the Mo Beidou Seven, everyone in the Guangling Sect also smiled wryly.It was a blessing that Master Wei Feng was willing to retreat, but the Pavilion Master thought the bid was too low and did not want to anger Master Wei Feng at all.Zhou Qiu and several Taoist governors were sweating coldly, and wanted to come forward to pay for Wei Fengshi.

Master Wei Feng smiled instead of anger: "Okay! Okay! Since we want to do business, it's better to make it bigger. I just ask you, can you buy Jiuzhaoyuan Ping An? If you answer wrong, I will take your life right now." Change!"

The pavilion master also smiled and said: "The devil master is really brave."

"Do you have a solution?"

"There is only a price that the customer can't afford, and there is no way that Sword King Pavilion can't think of. In order to save this life, I have to come up with a way no matter what."

Master Wei Feng threw down a book board: "A place where the divine phoenix lives, is it enough?"

Everyone was moved.The cultivation world does not use human coins, but the feathers shed by the divine phoenix as currency, because the phoenix feathers are rich in aura, which can be used to replenish spiritual power and drive magic weapons when necessary. A habitat of the divine phoenix is ​​a steady stream of wealth. Master Wei Feng's handwriting is not insignificant.

The owner of the pavilion took the book card into his hand, found out the information inside, then nodded and said: "The devil is very sincere, and the deal is completed. According to the news from the Sword King Pavilion, the shortest way to Jiuzhaoyuan is to go through the land of mirror images. Wanfamen will be here Stop you on this road."

Master Wei Feng said: "I just want the result."

The pavilion master also threw out a book card: "I can let you avoid the interception and rush to Jiuzhaoyuan as quickly as possible. The devil lord can let them act according to the instructions in the book card."

Mo Tianshu couldn't help but said: "Even if we arrived at Jiuzhaoyuan smoothly, the danger of Jiuzhaoyuan is still unresolved."

The pavilion master said: "Wan Famen probably doesn't want to fight with you right now, and the devil master is here, are you afraid that they won't retreat?"

The book card was taken into the red cloud, Master Wei Feng said: "Very good, Tianshu, let's go."

Mo Tianshu responded.

The owner of the pavilion said: "The demon lord is generous, and the Sword King Pavilion will give you another message. The demon lord left the demon realm, and Wanfamen attacked Jiuzhaoyuan. It's not accidental."

Someone betrayed.Master Wei Feng sneered a few times, and led Mo Tianshu and the others to leave.

I don't know when the sword intention has been restrained, and the killing spirit has also disappeared. The peace between heaven and earth has been restored, and the sound of the zither has gradually stopped. The only sound is the gurgling water under the bamboo bridge, and the faint sound of bamboo around.

The white-clothed swordsman turned around: "Everyone, please be polite."

Zhou Qiu hurriedly collected the lingqin, landed on the ground, and stepped forward to make a big gift: "Great kindness from the pavilion master, the Guangling faction will never forget it!"

The pavilion master stopped him: "It's just doing things with money, Master Zhou Shan is being polite."

Zhou Qiu smiled and said to Gu Pinglin: "Thanks to Master Gu for inviting the pavilion master, Zhou will definitely go to the Lingxin Sect to thank him in person in the future."

Gu Yingjian disappeared by himself, Gu Pinglin's expression was not good, and he forced a smile.

Zhou Qiu was obviously more interested in the mysterious Lord of the Sword King Pavilion in front of him: "What's your name?"

The owner of the pavilion is full of smiles, making people feel like a spring breeze: "Sword King Pavilion, the owner of the pavilion is."

Zhou Qiu was taken aback.

"Sir, don't misunderstand me. It's not because of me," the pavilion master sighed. "My name now represents a strange identity, and it also represents trouble. It's better not to report it."

Elder Tang saw that he had recovered, he only thought that the other party cared about the old enemy, he hurriedly came over with the support of his disciples, and bowed deeply: "Shame to kill the old man! I was ashamed of your Excellency for what happened in Penglai in the past, today I am fortunate to let go of the past , Saving the Guangling faction in danger, the old man feels ashamed."

"Senior Brother Duan, you're still alive, that's great!" Zhou Caiqin was overjoyed, and then remembered something, and turned to look at Gu Pinglin.

Feng Ying sighed: "When I heard that you died in Penglai, I always felt strange, but luckily you are fine."

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The pavilion master smiled after listening to the audience, and said warmly: "Really, but I don't remember going to Penglai, and probably it's not the Senior Brother Duan that Miss Zhou knew."

Tang Jian and Nie Yu were all stunned.

After a while, Feng Ying looked at the silent Gu Pinglin, and said suspiciously: "But the appearance of the pavilion master is indeed very similar to one of my little friends."

Zhou Caige didn't believe it either: "Are you really not Senior Brother Duan?"

"Oh?" The Pavilion Master asked her back, "What kind of person is that Senior Brother Duan?"

Zhou Caige's face darkened when he heard the words, and he lowered his eyes: "He is also a sword cultivator, and he speaks as kindly as you, Pavilion Master. He is a very nice person and saved our sisters."

The pavilion master smiled and said: "So he is a good person, then I am not him, what a pity."

The incident in Penglai was only over 50 years ago, which is not too long for cultivators. Some people also began to react, whispering, and they all looked at Gu Pinglin—that person was a disciple of the Spiritual Sect, and as the master of the Spiritual Sect The door, impossible not to recognize.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Pinglin finally said: "The enemy has retreated, and everyone must be tired. Why doesn't Lord Zhou invite the guests in to talk?"

Zhou Qiu had listened to Nie Yu's explanation, and he was also puzzled. Hearing this, he said, "This old man is impolite. Please, everyone."

The most embarrassing thing at this time is undoubtedly the people of Feijian Palace and Gui Lingzong. They came to help, but they didn't even make a move, and the matter was resolved.

Fortunately, Zhou Qiu didn't forget about them: "You guys have come here specially for your kindness. The Guangling faction is very grateful. Please go in and talk about it."

The people of Gui Lingzong breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Zhao didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, but they were very sober. When they learned that Master Wei Feng was in person, they already had the idea of ​​retreating. Now it's best not to do anything now.Hearing Zhou Qiu's invitation, the leading Taoist governor came forward to congratulate him and agreed.

Everyone in Feijian Palace here looked at Yang Zhao, Yang Zhao's face was ashen, according to his temperament, he wanted to leave immediately, but he looked at the pavilion master, and stayed with a cold face.

Due to the face of Yu Wuxue, the lord of Feijian Palace, Zhou Qiu didn't argue with him, and turned to Feng Ying and Yan Han.

Feng Ying immediately said: "Since there is nothing wrong, let's take our leave."

"Senior Brother Feng, don't leave!" Zhou Caiqin hurriedly pulled him back, and looked at Zhou Qiu again.

"We still have something to do, everyone take care." Feng Ying gently opened her hand, nodded to the Guangling faction, and left with Yanhan Yukong.

Looking at the sky, Zhou Qiu finally let out a long sigh and waved his hands: "Let's all go in."

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Wei Fengshi: I really want to kill him.

Wan Famen: I really want to kill him.

Duan [-]: I just like the way you can't get used to me and can't kill me. Please call me Duan Sakamoto.

The next chapter is guaranteed to speak, haha