In a park near Chang'an Avenue, Xiang Que frowned and looked sideways. The moment the gunshot rang out, he realized that a familiar life had passed away, but it was definitely not Wang Kunlun.
If Wang Kunlun died, there would be a sign of evil spirits rising to the sky in an instant, and he would definitely feel it. Since it wasn't him, Xiang Que guessed that the people who died might be those below Wang Kunlun.
"There's another bill," Xiang Que said to himself while bowing his head.
Zhang Qingfang put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "People in the Fengshui Yin-Yang world should have detached themselves 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 a generation of celestial masters very calmly, and said, "Let me collect an account from you first, and then I will settle the rest with them bit by bit."
Zhang Tianshi shook his head, and said a little speechlessly: "Here you compete with me? Don't you know that people of our level in the capital are not allowed to make big fights, and they will be invited to drink tea?"
In the capital, not only are Feng Shui masters not allowed to set up large Feng Shui formations without authorization, but naturally, people who have passed the level of Tongyin are not allowed to do it in the capital. How can the government and the people explain the commotion? If the feng shui of the capital is touched and the country's destiny is affected, how much responsibility should it be?
Therefore, Feng Shui masters in the capital must be cautious in their words and deeds, and those above Tongyin must be even more careful in their actions. There are too many rules and regulations here.
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't intend to go to war with you, I just wanted to use you to sharpen my knife and see how powerful I can be when I first entered Tongyin."
"What?" Zhang Qingfang asked with a frown.
"I said, I'm going to test the knife with you." Xiang Que suddenly waved his hand and slapped his forehead, and "shua" a phantom that was completely similar to himself was separated from his forehead.
That phantom is exactly the same as Xiang Que in terms of body shape and appearance. It seems to be a twin, and it is difficult to distinguish any subtle differences.
"The soul is out of the body, you are not small." Zhang Qingfang was stunned. If the soul is damaged, it is more serious than being severely injured. Generally speaking, Feng Shui Onmyoji sects would rather get hurt than suffer a little damage to the soul .
"Master Zhang, you still know too little." It wasn't Xiang Que who spoke, but the soul forced out by him.
"What" Zhang Qingfang was startled suddenly, with a bang in his head, pointed at Xiang Que in disbelief and said, "This is impossible, how could your soul generate autonomous consciousness, how could it be possible?"
"Hehe" Xiang Que's soul grinned strangely, and suddenly took a step forward and stepped in front of Zhang Qingfang. The other party quickly stretched out two points and nodded.
"Shua" the soul suddenly disappeared in front of Zhang Qingfang without warning, and when it reappeared, it actually appeared from behind him.
"Chop" with a lotus flower in his soul's mouth, extended a machete condensed with his own Dao Qi from his right hand, and slashed at Zhang Qingfang's back with one stroke.
Zhang Qingfang leaped forward in shock, but he didn't expect that soul, like a tarsal maggot, was faster than him, and stopped before Zhang Qingfang could stand still.
"Cut again" Xiang Que swung his knife and slashed straight at Zhang Qingfang who had no time to dodge.
"Pfft" A foot-long incision appeared on Zhang Qingfang's back, extending from the neck all the way down.
"Shua" Immediately afterwards, Xiang Que's soul disappeared without a trace again, Zhang Qingfang looked around in a daze, and all of a sudden, he rushed to fetch all his hands and feet.
"Continue, cut again" This time, Xiang Que popped out of Zhang Qingfang's head abruptly, and the tip of the knife rushed down to Zhang Qingfang who was unable to defend himself.
Although Zhang Qingfang was in disarray, his reaction was fairly quick. Subconsciously aware of a crisis coming from above his head, he moved sideways on his toes.
"Did you hide?" Xiang Que disappeared in mid-air without landing.
This time, Xiang Que did not appear anywhere beside Zhang Qingfang, but actually let his soul force his way into the center of Zhang Qingfang's eyebrows.
"Shua" Zhang Qingfang's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Bastard!"
"You can't guard against it." Zhang Qingfang's head suddenly heard Xiang Que's voice, and after his soul entered his body, Xiang Que directly slashed at Zhang Qiangfang's soul with a scimitar in his hand.
Zhang Qingfang's eyes stared suddenly, and a pale color appeared on his face.
"Shua" Xiang Que stepped out of Zhang Qingfang's body, and then returned to the main body without turning his head. Xiang Que opened his eyes, glanced at Zhang Qingfang and said, "I can't fight with you, but it's not as loud as I am." Let me let you know what it is"Legend of Well View"
Xiang Que put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly, turned and left.
Behind him, a streak of blood oozes from the corner of Zhang Qingfang's mouth, and he said softly: "Okay, see you later, I will discuss today's matter with you again"
"Pfft" Zhang Qingfang just finished speaking, and the blood that had been endured for a long time was sprayed out instantly.
"Gujingguan, which sect is this? It's so tyrannical. This kid has such a cultivation level at a young age. If we wait a few more years, he will be the only one in the Feng Shui Yin-Yang world." Zhang Qingfang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, horrified Said inexplicably.
Xiang Que left the park and hurriedly walked towards Chang'an Avenue, but the police on duty on Chang'an Avenue had already pulled out the cordon, and no one was allowed to approach.
Xiang Que frowned and left helplessly. He wanted to see who had the accident. After walking a few steps, Xiang Que turned his head and said to the person next to him, "Hey, please borrow a mobile phone to use it."
The other party turned his head in a daze, froze for a moment, grinned his teeth and said to Que, "Oh, what a coincidence, girl"
The cute looking girl in front of him is the one that Xiang Que bumped into not long ago. He looked down at the phone in the other person's hand, and then he directly took it over without politeness, and then flipped to the call log It grew to Wang Kunlun's number.
The girl was speechless and looked at him dumbfounded.
After the call was connected, Xiang Que asked, "Who has an accident in Kunlun?"
"De became a cover for us to send Cao Shanjun out, and he himself was used as a bait." On the phone, Wang Kunlun said in a low voice: "Old Xiang, his soul should not be gone. Please help me take a trip to the underworld to see."
"Okay, it's not a problem, and where are you now, 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 to hide for a while. My car is also unimpeded now, and I will definitely arrive smoothly. Cao Shanjun, then you should go and see his condition. Okay, and your things are also brought back, Fatty Wang¡¯s case should be over these days, wait for him to come out.¡±
"Okay, you settle yourself down first, since I'm back, let me handle the matter here."
If you like Taoist priests, please collect them: Taoist priests are not easy to mess with, and the update speed is the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com