Chapter 227 The result of murder and setting fire

Qi Fushan was arrogant and rude, and stretched out his arm to block Lu Qing, "Lu Qing, what's the matter when he came to the inner hall so early?" He believed that his cultivation was in the second level of Yuanqi realm, and several levels higher than Lu Qing, so he was dissatisfied from the bottom of his heart. He believed that Lu Qing had a step to ascend to the sky after entering the sect, which was completely lucky. In addition, Lu Qing never cared about Yu Qingzi Yue Huashan and others who were refining the Fu Tang, so he always held a grudge.

Lu Qing was not angry and said with a smile, "Ji Fushan, the day before yesterday, a young child from the Tianjian family came to join me. I heard that you were invited here. Lu Qing came here today to take him back, so please give me some convenience."

Qi Fushan snorted coldly, "This fat man is peeping outside the mountain and was captured alive by me. He is obviously a spy from the heretics, but how could he become a child of your Lu family? Besides, he said that his surname is Cheng, your surname is Lu, and his donkey lips are not right. Before the matter is clear, you must not let anyone go. If you have the ability, go and find the sect leader. Qi Fushan will not be with you." As he said that, he curled his lips with his eyes, looking like he didn't eat the soft and hard.

Lu Qing shook his head secretly. Could it be that the guy who is not aware of himself must force me to do something?

Before Lu Qing could speak, Mo Wangqing said angrily, "Qi Fushan, have you forgotten your status? A four-generation yellow-shirt disciple and white-shirt disciple are not old and inferior, so it is a great rebellion!"

Qi Fushan curled his mouth and said, "Old guy, don't think that he had hurt Gou Wuqing with a yin trick in the Blood Evil Valley yesterday, so he thought he could just point fingers."

Mo Wangqing cared the most about the sect’s rules and regulations, and was immediately trembling with anger, "Ji Fushan, you really took the courage of the leopard today, and you are so arrogant in front of the Eighth Master!"

"Haha..." Qi Fushan sneered, "Old thing, I only know Master Dan Tai, Master Yu Qingzi, Master Huayangzi, but I have never heard of Master Eighth Master, you are whining..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong wind blew up at the face, and a yellow shadow flashed from behind Lu Qing, and in a blink of an eye it pounced in front of Qi Fushan. Before he could react, the man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck like lightning. Lu Qing looked closely and saw that the yellow-shirted disciple was Wang Sanjin, who created his own "Bird and Chronicle Sword Technique".

Although Qi Fushan's cultivation level is not low, it is limited to Taoist magic. His cultivation level in physical and martial arts is mediocre. In addition to being able to prevent Lu Qing, he did not take other disciples of Tianyu Cliff seriously at all. So he couldn't pull his hands, and he was stuck on his throat before he could even sacrifice the flying talisman and the flying sword of the spirit talisman, and his hands and feet became weak and lost their ability to resist.

The seven disciples behind him immediately pulled out their swords and surrounded them and stabbed Wang Sanjin, trying to rescue Qifushan. But they were afraid of Qifushan in their hands and dared not fight with all their strength. Wang Sanjin pinched Qifushan's throat with his left hand and held an ordinary big sword in his right hand, dancing so hard that it was dazzling. After a few met, they knocked down the swords in the hands of the seven yellow-shirted disciples, each kicked them, and all rolled to the ground.

Wang Sanjin held a knife in his hand and crossed his neck on Qi Fushan's neck, majestic like a god, and angrily scolded, "Baolao, have you taken too much 'seven pills a night' today? You're going to get angry as soon as dawn, so I'm going to take action! Wu Qingzhuo's kid has gone to see the underworld ghost king. You dare to be arrogant. You are really impatient to live! The eighth master's great *** is not to bother you, how can I, Wang Sanjin, tolerate you? Let me release you immediately. If you go back and forth, you will have to be different from your body and head!"

Wang San's golden eyes have extremely neat hands and strong hands, gritting teeth and showing ferocious face. It is probably thanks to Lu Qing's Yi Jin Bone Exchange Pill.

Lu Qing was also quite surprised. Unexpectedly, the Yijin Bone Change Pill not only improved Wang San's golden root bone cultivation, but also improved his temper a lot. He was very skilled and even better in martial arts. After taking the pill, he became even more winged. Wang Sanjin took action ruthlessly. The seven yellow-clothed disciples in the Talisman Refining Hall were kicked in the knees, covering their legs and rolling around the ground, screaming in a whisper. It seemed that they were seriously injured.

The situation was one-sided, and Lu Qing thought to himself and kept going, and told Mo Wangqing to say, "Go in and find someone."

Mo Wangqing and Xin Huairen rushed into several small houses with a few people, and soon they walked out with a fat boy. Lu Qing saw that it was the fat man Lu Wushuang.

"Fatty!" Lu Qing felt mixed emotions. The three-month scene had not been seen, but it was like a different life. He couldn't help but rush over and hugged Lu Wushuang, "Fatty, that bastard in Qifushan didn't give you any trouble."

Lu Wushuang rushed into his arms and cried loudly, sobbing and said, "Third brother, it's really you... it's really you! I thought I would never see you again... Wuwu... Fatty is a waste, he didn't protect the head of the family, didn't protect Xiaowu, didn't protect... Oh..." He spoke incoherently, couldn't hear clearly, and finally cried out loud.

Lu Qing's heart was cold, and two lines of tears flowed down. He thought to himself that his father and his brothers were really killed. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Thinking that this place was not a place for a long time, Mo Wangqing and Xin Huairen set up Lu Wushuang to return to the Tianzhu Cliff Base Camp first.

Lu Qing said in a deep voice, "Three golds, people have been found, go back to Tianzhuo Cliff."

Wang Sanjin said ruthlessly, "Boy, I'll give you a life today. Go back and serve your master!" Then he put away the big knife and gave Qi Fushan a hard punch, kicking him backwards.

Wang Sanjin quickly followed Lu Qing, and the group was about to walk out of the woods. Qi Fushan struggled to get up with blood on the corner of his mouth, and slapped his right hand under his ribs, and a cold light of a flying sword flew towards Lu Qing's back heart. Lu Qing didn't look back without looking back, and waved his arm, and a dazzling thunder fire flew out of the armor-breaking cone in his palm. With a "bang", the flying sword of the spirit treasure was shattered. The thunder fire continued to blow Qi Fushan's entire right arm into powder, and Qi Fushan fainted immediately.

"Wang Sanjin, set fire to this house and teach Lianfu Hall a lesson!" Lu Qing said angrily.

"Get order!" Wang Sanjin responded loudly, and happily broke back. He took off the flint at his waist and ignited several bundles of hay. He smiled and ignited all the rooms. He was as skillful as an expert in killing and setting fire. The fire suddenly burned with the wind, and it was very striking to spread to the surrounding woods. Wang Sanjin laughed, and the flames reflected his face, like a demon.

Before Wang Sanjin entered the school, he was a soldier and bandit, and had done a lot of murder and arson. The reason why he didn't use the fire talisman picture on his waist was to ignite it one by one, so that he could vent his vent in the moment.

The fire was burning, as if the anger in Lu Qing and others. Fortunately, there were no one else in the room, and the seven yellow-shirted disciples in the Fu Tang were so scared that their faces looked like earth. They all got up and dragged Qi Fushan, who was fainting, and limped back to the Fu Tang.

Lu Qing took out the evil-blade ghost sword obtained from Ye Sha’s hand and called Wang Sanjin, "Sanjin, your root bones have been greatly improved now. The status of the four generations of yellow-clothed disciples is no longer suitable for you. From now on, you can directly join my disciple and be a disciple in Qingyi. From then on, the "Eight Gate Spirit Talisman Formation" will be governed by you, and this ghost sword will be given to you together!" As he said that, he threw the ghost sword to Wang Sanjin.

Wang Sanjin ascended to the sky in one step, and was stunned in surprise. He held the ghost knife in his hand and bowed to the ground. "Master, my disciple Wang Sanjin kowtowed to you. From now on, if anyone dares to make things difficult for Master, I will use this ghost knife to kill his mother's ancestors for 18 generations!" As he said that, he kowtowed several times in succession, and his forehead was bleeding. Wang Sanjin sighed in his heart, killing people and setting fire for a lifetime, and today he finally achieved his true results!

The group returned to Tianzhuo Cliff. Lu Qing ordered his disciples to bathe and change clothes for Lu Wushuang and prepare food. Lu Wushuang had a big meal and calmed down. Seeing that he was still in good spirits and health, Lu Qing felt relieved and said to himself, "Pray for blessings, if you didn't make it too difficult for you to let you go, otherwise it would be as simple as sacking your arm today."

Lu Qing calmed down his mind and let Lu Wushuang explain the situation of the Tianjian Family in Yong'an Mansion clearly.

Lu Wushuang said, "After the third brother of Bixuan Mountain was kidnapped by the black-clothed deacon in the North Bingyu Island, our Lu family and the Su family in Luoxia Villa could not resist the joint rebellion of the other five families in the alliance. So he gave up Bixuan Mountain and retreated to Yong'an Mansion. Unexpectedly, the prince's sect colluded with the two major sects of Zhenyi Sect and Wuzhen Sect, and had already arranged serial killer moves."

Lu Qing said angrily, "What? There is also Wuzhen Sect who gets involved."

Lu Wushuang nodded, "I later learned that this matter was planned by the monks from the North Bingyu Island. Ice Yudao sent the black-clothed deacon Yu-faced Feilong to take the helm, first uniting the two major sects of Zhenyi Sect and Wuzhen Sect, infiltrating the power across the river into the territory of Wenyuan Kingdom, and conspiring with the prince's gangs. At the same time, it instigated the Qianwu Kingdom to invade the territory from the northeast to restrain the forces of Wenyuan Kingdom and the Tianjian Family."

"The Jade-faced Flying Dragon planned to rebel the seven cultivation alliances. The leader of the Zhang family of Yong'an Prefecture and the Liu family of Qingwei Prefecture, joined forces with the other three families of Zhao, Wang and Li to encircle and suppress the forces of our Tianjian Lu family and Bixuanshan Su family. The battle of Luoxia Villa was the first battle. After that, the Lu and Su families had just retreated to Yong'an Prefecture, and the prince used the power of Zhenyi Sect and Wuzhen Sect to force the palace to kill the king and sit on the throne. At the same time, he had already lurked.
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