Hearing such a comment from Wu Lei, even Cao Ming was ecstatic, but before he could express his joy, Wu Lei waved his hand and said: "I'm done with you, now I have something to do with this kid."
"Senior Brother Wu..."
Suddenly he realized that Wu Lei was here to find Liu Zhen. Cao Ming was about to say something, but Wu Lei grabbed Liu Zhen's left shoulder with his right hand at lightning speed, and then rode the wind away. The speed was so fast that he was gone in an instant. trace.
Even though he knew that Wu Lei could not be harmful to Liu Zhen, he was still a little worried. Cao Ming quickly chased after him, but he couldn't catch up with Wu Lei at his speed. He could only watch the distance getting farther and farther until he lost Wu Lei. and Liu Zhen’s traces.
"This direction..."
Cao Mingyang thought for a moment and speeded up.
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In the courtyard, He Jietong continued to check the information collected by Qingyang Sect spies, including who came to Nanyang City every day, what happened, and he missed everything down to the smallest detail. However, even he had missed it these days. I can't stand it anymore, and I don't know what's going on with the teachers of the various sects. They have already started games and tests in silence. Now Nanyang City is in chaos. I don't know how the situation will turn out. He Jietong is now dealing with it every day. The information is who is in conflict with whom and who is better, but upon closer inspection, it is actually trivial and insignificant matters.
He Jietong couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, murmuring: "Why are the dignified immortal cultivators so much more childish and rogue than those ordinary people in the city?"
He really didn't want to read this information, but he couldn't help it. He was getting numb after seeing this news every day. He didn't know how long he could hold on.
However, among the many pieces of information that were the same as making people laugh or cry, something new finally appeared.
"People from Donghai Immortal Pavilion? They are here too! Buddhism... I am afraid that the identity of this person from Donghai Immortal Pavilion is unusual, so I need to pay close attention to it..."
Some judgments and decisions were made based on such fragments of words. He Jietong is now very familiar with it and can handle it with ease. When he first started to deal with these matters, he was not as exhausted as a major general.
"Senior Brother Gu and Senior Brother Liu met? They didn't start fighting? This is really unexpected. Senior Brother Liu has been looking forward to fighting with Senior Brother Gu again, but what's going on with Senior Brother Gu? He has a friend with him? Yes. Which sect are they from? You have to pay attention to this."
News kept coming, and He Jietong checked it out incredibly fast.
In the room, Yuan Cheng was lying lazily, paying attention to He Jietong who was busy in the courtyard, smacking his lips.
"Junior Brother He is becoming more and more like a disciple of the sect leader. If this continues, it won't be long before he becomes the sect leader of the Qingyang Sect."
Although he was talking about He Jietong, he was thinking about a few other people. They were also "disciples of the master", but Yuan Cheng had not seen them again for so many years.
"So many people have gathered in a small teahouse. What's going on? Is it a coincidence?"
He Jietong's movements slowed down and he frowned in distress. He would inevitably encounter this kind of thing. There are always some things that are beyond his judgment, and the so-called judgment requires more time and energy to obtain the result. It's not necessarily correct. When you come into contact with this kind of intelligence work, sometimes you will overthink things and catch the wind. After a lot of hardships, you will finally realize that it is a waste of brain power.
"Yao Ji, Huangfu Qing, Lu Yan... these people are involved anyway. They should know that this farce in Nanyang City has not yet entered the scene."
Yuan Cheng's expression in the room changed and he stared closely at the blue sky with fluctuations in his eyes. However, He Jietong in the courtyard was still unaware at this time. It was not until the air flow surged that he raised his head and realized that two people had come to the courtyard. .
Wu Lei and Liu Zhen.
How did the two of them get together?
The information about the fight between Wu Lei and Cao Ming has not yet been sent to He Jietong.
"Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother Liu, why are you here?"
Yuan Cheng in the room chuckled, stood up, stretched casually, and then walked out slowly, his face full of joy.
The color of ecstasy!
Wu Lei pushed Liu Zhen forward, causing him to stagger a few steps towards He Jietong. Before he could steady his steps, He Jietong had already supported him. Wu Lei frowned slightly and faced Liu Zhen and He Jietong. The two people looked at each other in astonishment, and his words were so direct and concise that people couldn't react quickly.
"You two, let's have a fight now."
"What?"
"Did I not make it clear enough? Do you want me to say it again? Then listen to me. Now you two have a fight and fight with all your strength."
He Jietong looked at Liu Zhen, then at Wu Lei, who was expressionless, and smiled helplessly.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
What answered He Jietong was Wu Lei's sharp sword energy. Under the pressure of the sword energy, he could not say anything. The sword energy became stronger and stronger, like a violent wind and rain, making He Jietong and Liu Zhen gradually find it difficult to breathe. .
Under this pressure, a ball of flame ignited on the palm of Liu Zhen's right hand. The flame formed into a golden crow and spread its wings. The flame did not go out wherever it crossed, and a sword appeared in the flame.
Sun-bathing sword.
Liu Zhen held the Sun Bathing Sword, and the tip of the sword slowly lifted up, but it was Wu Lei who was pointing at it.
"Senior brother..."
He Jietong suddenly became worried, and Wu Lei raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"You don't know what you can do!"
Wu Lei pointed his right hand together like a sword, and swung it in the air, and a strange sword energy came out. It was the first of the three techniques in the Qingyang Yuyan Jue - Breaking the Water.
Liu Zhen crossed the Yuri Sword to block him, but he kept stepping back and retreated. The small sword energy condensed and refused to disperse, forcing him to retreat. He thought of the battle between Wu Lei and Cao Ming, and a strong feeling surged in his heart. Reluctantly, he couldn't even take this small sword blow.
The Yuan Power in Liu Zhen's body was running wildly, and the sword was blazing with flames. The sword was bathed in fireworks, forming a giant sword that melted away Wu Lei's sword energy.
It wasn't over yet, I saw Liu Zhen rushing forward regardless, the flames on the sword separated like wings, separated and closed from the left and right sides, as Liu Zhen stabbed Wu Lei with the tip of the sword, the wings also suddenly Pulling it forward, it was like the beak of a golden crow pecking at the tip of the sword, raising the power of the sword to the extreme.
Wu Lei's eyes were filled with brilliance, and he thought that this would be interesting. Instead of retreating, he advanced and broke into the flames.
"This is the first of the three techniques of Qingyang Yuyan Jue - Golden Crow Zhuri? Sure enough, there is some skill, huh?"
Wu Lei found that although the sword technique was released, it did not gradually exhaust like ordinary sword techniques. Instead, it felt more and more intense as time went by. The temperature of the flames became higher and higher, which actually made him tremble a little. He On a sudden thought, he suddenly retreated to the tip of the sword, then kept his distance and retreated.
Seeing this, Liu Zhen sneered and chased Wu Lei with his sword skills.
Jinwu Zhuri's move will become stronger and stronger, as long as there is enough time...
The originally spread wings were spread again, and the sword moves in the middle were divided again, and six more flaming sword energy appeared. The sword power was not reduced at all, and was controlled by Liu Zhen to separate and surround Wu Lei.
Wu Lei's movement was like lightning, he rose up and leaped into the sky. The nine flaming swords chased him, and his body continued to lengthen.
"Is this the Golden Crow? It's clearly an ugly water snake."
The brilliance in Wu Lei's eyes disappeared and turned into a smile. When the sword energy turned into nine paths, Liu Zhen seemed a little powerless. The nine fire swords were not completely under his control. Although the sword was strong, But it was out of control, and the cumbersome body lost its flexibility.
As Wu Lei's figure grew taller and he allowed the sword technique to gain momentum, the Nine Fire Sword seemed to spread its wings again. However, before the wings could truly unfold, the Nine Fire Sword suddenly dispersed, and the tip of the Sun-Bathing Sword became weak. On the ground, Liu Zhen was bent over, panting, and his face was as pale as paper.
