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Chapter 733: Double Thorns (one more)

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    Zhuo Lixing's face remained unchanged, but his heart was surging.

    Feijian Pavilion is not an ordinary sect, it is a hermit sect, and it is also a hidden vein for protecting the country.

    Since the founding of the Dayun Dynasty, the disciples of Feijian Pavilion have only been born three times, and Xiang Wu missed it with one sword.

    In the eyes of the disciples of Feijian Pavilion, martial arts masters in the world are like ten-year-old children, even if they wield magical weapons, they are not threatening.

    The Flying Sword from Feijian Pavilion is the sword of the gods, not a secular sword technique.

    The swordsmanship of the secular martial arts is like lowering a dimension in front of the sword flying from outside the sky, without any threat.

    ?I was ordered out of the cabinet this time to deal with two major threats, one is the monk Fakong, and the other is Li Ying, the Secretary of the Southern Supervision Department.

    The former is famous all over the world, while the latter has a fierce reputation and outstanding swordsmanship.

    He adhered to the order of easy and difficult, and solved Fakong first, lest Monk Fakong really has supernatural powers, and he would use his supernatural powers to help Li Ying escape, and he would have to spend a lot of money chasing and killing him.

    Feijian Pavilion has always been a hermit, and now that he is out of the mountain, in this mortal world, except for the emperor, no one else knows his identity.  .

    Unexpectedly, the supernatural power of this monk Fakong was more powerful than expected, and he even broke his identity in one fell swoop.

    ?This monk Fakong didn't just blindly carry the spirit, playing tricks on the eyes, he really has supernatural powers.

    His eyes were indifferent, as if looking down at Fakong from a high altitude, and said slowly: "It's very good, I admire it!"

    Fakong smiled and said: "It's just a trivial skill, but Mr. Zhuo is too arrogant, just come here directly like this, you should lure me out first."

    "Hehe" Zhuo Lixing laughed.

    Why is it so troublesome to kill yourself?  Just go straight in and kill them directly, without going in unnecessary circles.

    Fakong said: "Mr. Zhuo comes from Feijian Pavilion. His swordsmanship is unrivaled. It's called Tianwaifeilaijian?"

    Zhuo Li said: "What else does Master Fakong know?"

    Fakong said: "I also know that Mr. Zhuo won't make a move."

    "Haha" Zhuo Lixing laughed loudly.

    Fakong smiled at him.

    Xu Qingluo pursed her red lips tightly and said nothing, but stared at Zhuo Lixing with her big eyes burning, trying to see through Zhuo Lixing.

    Lin Feiyang frowned, ready to move.

    He felt a great threat, but he still showed no fear, ignoring his instinct of danger.

    As long as there is dharma and emptiness, he has no fear of life and death at all.

    He firmly believed that the Rejuvenation Curse could save him.

    Fu Qinghe's face was serious, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and his whole body was tense, like a bow and arrow ready to go.

    The warning signs in his heart kept surging, reminding him to run for his life, there was no chance of winning.

    He knew that once he made a move, he would definitely die.

    Maybe even one move can't catch this Zhuo Lixing.

    Fanning stood in front of Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, his burly bear-like body could cover them just enough to avoid facing Zhuo Lixing head-on.

    His simple and honest face was tense at this time, and there was a surge of evil spirit, which was his instinctive reaction to feel the danger.

    Zhuo Lixing's loud laughter echoed around, but the people around didn't seem to hear it, and continued to do their own things and speak their own words.

    Some are fighting and stirring wine, some are talking and laughing, some are arguing with red faces, and some are smiling knowingly while bowing their heads.

    Obviously close at hand, like two worlds.

    Fakong said: "Mr. Zhuo is over two hundred years old, right?"

    "Then guess how much my two hundred is?"

    "Two hundred and twenty-eight years old." Fakong said with emotion: "Mr. Zhuo is the oldest person I have ever met. I have always respected and respected the elderly, just like the masters from the Duntian Pavilion came here last time.  To be an assassin, it is not easy to live to this age."

    Zhuo Lixing restrained his smile: "Do you think I am too old to use a sword?"

    Fakong shook his head: "I think, at such an age, why force yourself to fight and kill, wouldn't it be better to live for the rest of your life?"

    Zhuo Lixing chuckled: "It doesn't take much effort to kill you, and it's not a fight."

    He turned his head and looked around: "Are you waiting for help? No matter how powerful an expert is, they will not be able to help you. They will kill you today."

    ? ?

    "An order issued by Emperor Dayun himself?" Fakong said calmly, "You must kill me?"

    "The thing you did to destroy Dayun is indeed a disaster, of coursesp; This is Fakong's control over Xiaoxitian Paradise, which can easily separate the two worlds.

    In fact, it is to control the five senses of the people around, so that they will turn a blind eye to hear what is going on here.

    Their five senses can perceive the people around them, but not here.

    Zhuo Lixing's face was as red as drunk, his eyes were hazy, and the secret technique had been pushed to the limit, but he still couldn't suppress Fakong.

    Despair appeared in his heart, and he knew that this time it might be bad luck.

    I still have a hundred years of life, but I am really unwilling to break it here, but I can't change the current situation if I am unwilling.

    For so many years, I have practiced many secret arts, but at this time, it is the sword and illusion that can really control life and death.

    His eyes suddenly lit up, and the two gazes were like two cold swords, piercing Fakong's eyes instantly.

    Fakong was calm and gentle, he didn't care about these two cold lights, and let them fall into his eyes.

    "Ah!" Zhuo Lixing screamed suddenly, with a sword in his chest, his eyes widened angrily.

    The next moment, Fakong suddenly stabbed Li Ying who was in a daze with his sword.

    Li Ying had a sword in her heart.

    She suddenly looked at Fakong in disbelief.

    "Ah¡ª!" The people around suddenly exclaimed, seeing the scene close at hand.
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