"Sword Slashing Technique?"
Bu Jingyun frowned and stopped his palm strike abruptly.
The dust cleared and he could finally see the person opposite him.
"It's you, Duan Lang!"
Taking his hand back, he frowned and scolded:
"What are you doing sneaking around?"
Duan Lang had already seen the person opposite him clearly. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He originally wanted to thank Bu Jingyun for showing mercy, but when he heard his words, he felt inexplicably disgusted.
In the end, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and just lowered his head in silence.
"How many times have I told you that your own strength is the most important thing? It seems that you don't take it to heart."
Bu Jingyun glanced at the strange sleeve arrow in Duan Lang's hand.
"Brother, you are right!" Duan Lang lowered his head.
Bu Jingyun shook his head and said nothing more.
He doesn't like Duanlang very much.
Although Duan Lang is very talented, he always likes to study some sinister things.
In Bu Jingyun's opinion, he was going astray.
Return to the yard.
Nie Feng had already practiced his Qigong and regulated his breathing. When he saw Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang coming over, he stood up.
"Senior Brother Yun, Senior Brother Duan!"
"Since there's nothing else to do, let's go! We shouldn't stay here any longer!"
Bu Jingyun said.
Having said that, he walked out.
When he reached the door, he suddenly frowned and looked towards the location of the bodies of Huang Qiangui and others.
It turned out that Duan Lang actually walked up to several people and cut off their heads.
"Their names are on the Shahai Sect's wanted list. Their heads are worth at least ten thousand taels of silver."
Seeing his gaze falling on him, Duan Lang spoke up.
Nie Feng opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but in the end he said nothing.
"You are so smart to think of such a good way to make money!"
Bu Jingyun made a sarcastic remark, then ignored him and left quickly.
"Interesting, this Fire Swordsman is indeed as unscrupulous as the rumors say!"
The thin man on the rooftop who had been watching them chuckled.
"I prefer the Fire Swordsman. People like him live longer!"
The bearded man next to him spoke.
…
Back at Fengyun Tower, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and Duan Lang came to the courtyard.
At this time, there was a big barrel in the yard, which was filled with scale fish.
Bu Jingyun opened the lid of the barrel, took a look, and then closed it.
"Put this thing here first, and when Yinsha comes, let him take it back?"
"Yinsha? He's coming to Beiyuan City?"
Nie Feng asked in surprise.
Yin Sha is one of the members of the 108 Sha of Tianchi founded by Yan Xiong.
He was originally the traitor monk Zhiyin of the Vajra Temple. After being brought back to the Tianxiahui by Yan Xiong, he changed his name to Yinsha.
Originally, the 108 evil spirits of Tianchi were not called the 108 evil spirits, but the Twelve Evil Spirits of Tianchi.
But Yan Xiong took into consideration that more people might join in the future, so he changed it to Tianchi 108 Evils.
"The Eighteen Cities of Qilian sent a message to Master, intending to conspire with our Tianxiahui for a major event. Master sent him to negotiate with me and the people of the Eighteen Cities of Qilian."
Bu Jingyun spoke.
"Since you are all here, then get ready. Come with me to negotiate with the people from the Eighteen Cities of Qilian in seven days."
After saying that, Bu Jingyun ignored the two of them and went back to his room alone.
He has a cold personality and still does what he wants even when he is with Nie Feng and others.
"Brother Duan, I am injured, so I will go back to my room to heal."
After Bu Jingyun left, Nie Feng also spoke.
Although his condition has stabilized, the injury is still there. If it is not treated early, it may cause a chronic disease, so he plans to go for treatment.
"You go ahead!"
Duan Lang nodded.
"etc!"
"What's wrong?" Nie Feng turned around in confusion.
Duan Lang was silent for a moment, then said:
"I made a good friend from the Tang Sect a few days ago. He invited me to go to the Southern Region. I may leave tomorrow. I have already reported this to my master, and he has agreed.
I may not be back for a while, so I'm telling you."
Nie Feng pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he could only say:
"treasure!"
Nie Feng knew Duan Lang's character. Since he had made up his mind, he would not look back.
So it was useless for him to persuade her.
After Nie Feng left, Duan Lang stood alone in the yard.
He looked up at the sky.
The night is particularly charming tonight, with a clear sky.
"I hope I can achieve my ambitions..."
…
The next day, Duan Lang left early in the morning.
Before he left, he thought for a long time and finally said goodbye to Bu Jingyun, whom he didn't like very much.
Bu Jingyun did not stop him and even gave him a scale fish.
Although Bu Jingyun is cold and doesn't like Duan Lang.
But he still didn't want Duan Lang to die outside.
So, he took the initiative and got a scale fish for Duan Lang.
Of course, this is what Duan Lang deserves.
He also played a role in getting the scale fish back.
…
Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, six days had passed.
That afternoon, under the watchful eyes of many Beiyuan City residents, a long team entered Beiyuan City under the banner of the Tianxiahui.
In the west of the city, a huge house had changed hands, and all these people moved into the house.
"Master Yin!"
In the meeting room of the house, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng met Yin Sha, one of the 108 evil spirits of Tianchi.
Yin Sha’s strength was already at the fifth level, although it was the weakest level of the fifth level, but it was still much higher than Bu Jingyun and the others, so when they met, they bowed and saluted.
"Master Feng, Master Yun!"
Yinsha Zhiyin was wearing a pitch-black robe, and his rough face under his bald head made him look somewhat honest. He responded with a Buddhist salute.
Although Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are now working outside, they are still the masters of the Shenfeng and Jingyun halls of the Tianxiahui.
In addition, the two of them are Yan Xiong's disciples, so even though Yin Sha's realm is higher than theirs, he dare not ignore them.
Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. Although these two people are not worth mentioning, Yan Xiong is the big boss. If he makes him unhappy, Yin Sha is not sure whether he will be beaten to death.
"Master Yin, how is the gang doing lately?"
After sitting down, Nie Feng began to speak.
After all, he was still young, and after being away from his brothers for more than a month, he missed them a little.
“You two who haven’t been back to the gang for a month may not know that it is not an exaggeration to say that our Tianxiahui is now thriving.
These days, the number of gang members has officially exceeded 3,000, and all of them are good fighters.
Besides, the gang leader is working on moving into Songyao these days. Maybe the next time you two go back, the gang’s headquarters will be moved to Songyao!”
Yin Sha spoke with a smile.
Upon hearing that the Tianxiahui was now so powerful, both Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng showed a hint of joy on their faces.
The two were the oldest members of the Tianxiahui and were slaves adopted by Yan Xiong. It could be said that the Tianxiahui was their home.
Therefore, they were happier than anyone else about the strength of the Tianxiahui.
because.
That's home!
"Master, please tell us about the alliance with the Eighteen Cities of Qilian!
Master, do you have anything to tell us?"
After his joy faded away, Bu Jingyun asked.
"Yes, the gang leader asked me to tell you that we don't need to promise anything to the Eighteen Cities of Qilian for this alliance. We just need to make an enemy of the other party and not help either side."
Yin Sha spoke.