Above the restaurant, in the private room on the second floor.

A woman in a bachelor's uniform held a folding fan in her hand, and gently picked up a piece of dessert with her fingers like tender green onions and chewed it in her mouth.

Her movements were so elegant that in a desolate place like Cangzhou, she seemed out of place with everything outside.

The door was gently pushed open, and a young man walked in with a smile.

The lady raised her eyebrows and said, "How is it? Have you figured it out?"

The young master nodded and said, "I have found out clearly. It should be the Ghost Confucian Sect that is causing trouble. It is said that Qiu Chengyun, a 'dark Confucian scholar' of the Ghost Confucian Sect, issued a pursuit order to destroy all the disciples below the Yuqingguan Changchun Zhenren.

Hey, this ghost scholar sect has become a spirit, and his actions are becoming more and more unscrupulous."

He paused and said, "Sister, I think we should just do it all the time. Let's kill the Ghost Confucian Sect and measure that the "Dark Confucian Scholar" is just the leader of the gang in the world, and his cultivation is limited. With your second-grade enchantment, and my Yang family's "Reincarnation Art", are you afraid that you will not be able to defeat them?"

The lady frowned and said, "The Ghost Confucian Sect has established a sect for more than 100 years. It is said that there are seven masters of god-level. Even if I can win Qiu Chengyun alone, I am not qualified to directly break into their mountain gate. Besides, although Cangzhou is barren, it is a place controlled by the Wanqi family. When we go out on this trip, we mainly take you to travel and increase your knowledge.

Your cultivation is still one-stop right away from the God of God, but the Ghost Sect is not suitable for you."

The young master smiled and said, "Sister, isn't you Yang Yi? You, a master who entered the Jinshi list in the world, will you let me practice with those shrimps and millets? That would be too unsatisfactory!

We agreed to come to Cangzhou, and we are here to travel around the world. We are the ones who are traveling around the world, just to be chivalrous and righteous. The ghost scholars do all kinds of evil in Cangzhou. How can we monks watch?"

"Yang Qing, please don't give me a high hat. Since you are walking in the world, the world is full of turbulent situations, how can it be so easy? The only ones on the list of Jinshi list are monks under the age of 60 and those old monsters who are a hundred years old. Although they are not on the list, they often have amazing combat power and have rich experience.

One is not me, even the top 100 Dharma-level masters in the Jinshi list may be killed."

The lady paused and said, "I just looked outside. A group of Taoist priests came, and it was estimated that they should be people from Yuqing Temple. People from Yuqing Temple appeared here. Since the Ghost Confucian Sect is a killer institution cultivated by Yinsha Building, they will never miss this opportunity.

Don’t do anything randomly later, and don’t leave me. Let’s wait and see what’s going on.”

"ah……"

Yang Qing exclaimed, and after a long time he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I saw a group of Taoist priests just now, right below! Why didn't I think about Yuqing Temple? With your reminder, it's really Changchunzi and his group. Tsk tsk. There's a good show to watch!"

Yang Qing quietly opened the window and looked at the lobby below.

The lobby was noisy, and many men from the world were unscrupulously rock-paper-scissors.

The shopkeeper was an old man in his fifties with a goatee, and he was really using abacus to calculate the accounts.

The two waiters were carrying plates and shuttled through the crowded corridor, and their movements were very flexible.

Everything is normal. There are no traces of Hidden Killing Tower killer.

The three tables of Taoist priests were using vegetarian food. In addition to Changchun's son standing out from the crowd and being recognized at a glance, there was also a young man who was also very eye-catching.

This man looks like he has no characteristics. The only difference is that he does not wear Taoist robe, but a white scholar suit.

"Sister. Who is that person?"

Yang Yi glanced outside through the window, frowned and shook his head, "I don't know you, maybe you are a fellow traveler with them?"

Just as the two sisters pointed at each other, a few ragged beggars suddenly came in at the door.

Two beggars, one old and one young, had a haggard face and bent over and hunched back. They looked so old that they were already too old.

The young man is very small, about one meter, his face is covered with stains, and his sloppy look makes people frown.

"Adults, please give me some food?"

The old beggar bowed his head and begged.

"Go! Go! Go! Get out! Get out of the old man, disturbing the uncle's pleasure of drinking!" A shirtless and impatient roared.

The little beggar quietly approached the table, secretly picked up a piece of oil cake with his fingers and stuffed it into his pocket.

If you dare to steal something, you will be killed!" The big man raised his hand and slapped him, and the little beggar flew out and screamed.

The whole lobby was in chaos, and the old beggar hurried over and said, "Dong'er, Dong'er...you..."

"Puff!" The little beggar spit out a mouthful of blood, and the shirtless man said viciously: "Little bastard, you are lucky if you don't slap you to death. Why don't you get out with the uncle?"

The little beggar's face showed fear, and suddenly, his dark eyes flashed with a flash.

His small figure suddenly rose up, and a sharp cold sword emerged from somewhere, instantly slashing at a Taoist priest who was only one meter away from him.

Everyone happened to stare at the little beggar. When they saw this scene suddenly, everyone in the audience was stunned.

The Taoist priest was a woman, and it was Taoist Yifei.

Seeing this scene, he was shocked. At this moment, a flash of light flashed and the little beggar's movements were frozen in the air.

Almost at the same time, the pen in the old beggar's hand turned into a pitch black ball, covering the entire table with his head.

Painting, splashing ink, the saint's power field wants to crush everyone.

The little beggar took action with him at the same time. The young one only attracted attention, but the real fatal one was him.

"The Saint Power Field is a powerful person who is at the god level!"

Yang Qing exclaimed.

The scene in front of him changed instantly, and the table seemed to have moved for a long distance out of thin air, and the old beggar's attack failed.

Tear the void and moved in an instant. As soon as Tang Yu played the strings in his hand, the Taoist priests sitting around the table bounced open directly, flying out like rain and flowers. Everyone's paths were different because he didn't know if there were other killers in the restaurant.

It is impossible to guarantee everyone's life, so Tang Yu can only protect Changchunzi and his daughter Taoist Yifei.

Changchunzi finally realized that Taoist magical power was a talisman.

A talisman was sacrificed, and a ball of fire instantly swept towards the old beggar.

The space behind the old beggar cracked open, his figure disappeared, and when he appeared again, Tang Yu's magic pen had already reached his sight.

The two of them used the magic pen directly and collided in the air.

After Tang Yu's golden brush hit, it turned into a golden dragon. The golden dragon swept across, and the entire restaurant was instantly crushed.

The old beggar's figure disappeared again, but there was a pungent smell of blood left in the sky.

"Who is this person? He has a high level of cultivation and is also enchanting?" Yang Qing pointed at Tang Yu and said.

Yang Yi frowned slightly and said, "This ambush is really not a clever design, it's too obvious. The Guiguo Sect underestimates the enemy."

"Um?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly widened.

Because at this moment, the shopkeeper who was bowing his head to settle the score suddenly shook his long sleeves, and the abacus in front of him turned into black and white, and rushed towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu happened to be standing at the right position with his back to the shopkeeper. The two were close enough to reach, and it was obvious that the shopkeeper's cultivation was also enchanting, and it seemed that the force field controlled by the old beggar before seemed to be stronger.

Such a short distance, it took a long time to make a sudden move. Even Yang Yi felt a chill behind her. She was wondering whether she could save her life if she encountered such assassination.

The force field controlled by the black and white chessboard divides the void, and chess pieces instantly crush Tang Yu according to the strange force field trajectory.

But there was no scream, until the next moment, a blood light appeared in the sky.

The old beggar who had just tore the void into the cracks in the void fell into the ground with his head dripping and spinning around on the ground.

"What's going on?" Yang Qing was dazed.

At this moment, he looked closely and found that there were three identical people in the restaurant.

The exact same young man in white robe turned into three people? What kind of spell is this?

Three people, one of whom was close to the shopkeeper, and the other two suddenly attacked and rushed towards the two waiters who were running the hall.

The two waiters had no time to take action, so they were strangled by the golden pen light.

These two men are military martial artists, and their cultivation is not bad. They have a good status among the Ghost Scholars, but they are extremely cowardly.

The two figures disappeared instantly, and there was only one young man in white robe. Under his control, the golden dragon sprayed out a pitch-black mist and covered the shopkeeper in the black mist.

"This is the Tang family's 'Tornado'." Yang Yi frowned.

"The Tang family's Tornado? Then is this person Tang Shenghang?" Yang Qing said.

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "No, Tang Shenghang's 'Tornado' is far less powerful than such terrifying power. This person's combat power is not inferior to me, and his face is very strange!"

As he was talking, the shopkeeper had already rushed out of the black fog, his body hovered up, tearing the void, and was about to escape.

Looking at this person, he was a serious monk from the Hundred Schools. He practiced the authentic Confucianism and Taoism. The chess Taoist just now was very powerful, and when he escaped, his escape technique was also very clever.

But judging from his embarrassed look, he should have been seriously injured.

The void was torn apart, the shopkeeper disappeared, and Tang Yu disappeared almost at the same time.

The two of them chased through the cracks in the void, and suddenly appeared and had already left the ground. Those who were watching the battle could only see two people appearing in the blue sky.

"This person is Sima Kong, a 'Ghost Leg', who was a down-and-out Confucian scholar in his early years. He was promoted by the teachings and cultivation at a high rate in middle age. He became a god at the age of 100 and was known as the unparalleled art of piano and piano control in the world. His skill in running away was first-class, so he was nicknamed 'Ghost Leg'!"

Yang Yi said lightly.

She stared at the sky with her eyes and said, "But, he may not be able to escape today! The seven heads of the Guiguo Sect lost two of them at once."

"Who was that old beggar just now?"

Yang Yi frowned slightly and said, "If I guessed correctly, it should be Sun Rong, the seven sect leaders, ranked sixth." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!