Zongwu begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 8 The Undisputed Center

"Sir, where are we going?"

Faced with Yue Ji's inquiry, Qi Lin's answer was simple and clear: "Let's go find Wu Xin."

Although Ye Xiaoying agreed to go to Xueyue City to treat his daughter, Qi Lin did not say when he would go.

Besides, Qi Lin had known Wu Xin five years ago, but he had never met Ye Ruoyi. Moreover, Miss Ye was still involved in Xiao Se's destiny, so there wouldn't be any accidents in the short term.

Therefore, no matter from which aspect, Qi Lin must first solve the unintentional trouble before he can feel at ease.

Minghou and Yueji didn't ask why. As killers, they never asked why. If there were orders from above, they would just follow them.

"After Master Wangyou passed away, Wuxin voluntarily lay down in the golden coffin. Tang Lian, the top disciple of Xueyue City, was responsible for transporting the golden coffin to Jiulong Temple. We were originally chasing Tang Lian, but King Chi personally gave the order, so we

I have no choice but to come after you, sir!"

Minghou and Yueji originally wanted to call Qi Lin master, but Qi Lin really couldn't bear the title and felt numb all over, so he forced them to change it to sir.

During this period, Qi Lin was familiar with Xiao Se, Lei Wujie and Tang Lian got to know each other because of the pursuit of Ming Hou and Yue Ji.

But their Qinggong, which they were proud of as killers, eclipsed in front of Qi Lin.

"We came just in time!"

Boss Xiao did not say the second half of this sentence, he just complained that it was not easy for him to make money.

When Minghou and Yueji heard these two names, their expressions changed immediately, and their tired expressions could no longer be concealed.

Qi Lin rode his horse to stop in front of the Beauty Village and saw groups of wealthy businessmen fleeing in embarrassment under the protection of guards. The former gold-selling cave became a demonic cave that devoured human lives.

Thinking of this, Baifaxian no longer wanted to gamble. Although there was a Ziyihou in the backyard, when it came to Anshi, caution was paramount.

As soon as Xiao Se went up to the roof, he heard heart-rending shouts coming from behind.

"Although Tang Lian is from the Tang Sect, he is not easy to kill. Even if someone has a conflict with his Beauty Village, he will not scare people like this."

Minghou and Yueji's expressions changed. They felt that the sword came so fast. There was no way to hide and they didn't even have a chance to wield the weapon.

After two days of non-stop driving, Qi Lin and his party finally arrived at Sangu City.

There, White-haired Immortal was gambling with Xiao Se Tang Lian. People from Wushuang City were standing upstairs watching the fight, but no one noticed Qi Lin passing by.

In order not to lose their fame and wealth, the people under the Red King naturally have to do their best to satisfy their master's requirements.

Then a young man carrying a large sword box flew past him. As he passed by, the young man smiled at Xiao Se.

As guards, Minghou and Yueji could not let Qi Lin take action while they could still fight, so they fought for three consecutive days.

Xiao Se slapped the table and shouted: "The gambling game is not over yet, where is Senior White-haired Fairy going?"

Qi Lin listened carefully and heard the sound of the jade sword being unsheathed, and then said: "It's the White-haired Immortal and the Purple-clothed Marquis from Tianwaitian!"

Yue Ji smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, we have dealt with six batches of killers in the past three days, and now we really have no strength to fight anymore."

Lei Wujie, who was dressed in red, activated the fire technique, brandished a pair of flaming fists, and fought against the people of Tianwaitian.

"Lei Wujie still owes me five hundred taels of silver for his hard work. He can't just die like this."

He immediately stood up and prepared to leave.

The spirit pigeons had already scattered and flew out to explore the surrounding situation. Ming Hou and Yue Ji quickly chased after them.

The power of heaven and earth in that sword just now cannot be faked.

"Wushuang, come back!"

"Who?"

"The White-haired Immortal and the Purple-clothed Marquis must have arrived as well. Together with the master who just arrived, these are the three realms of freedom. I just want to pay a debt, why is my life so miserable..."

After Minghou and Yueji were dragged to their sides by Qi Lin's sword energy, they lowered their heads in shame:

"Sir, we"

As killers, they had heard of these two famous guardians of heaven and earth.

It wasn't until Ming Hou and Yue Ji gritted their teeth and chased after their husband that the people in the courtyard discovered these uninvited guests.

Xiao Se secretly cursed himself for being unlucky. Although his hidden veins were damaged and he could not use his internal power, his realm was still there. The White-haired Immortal could sense the power of heaven and earth, and he felt it too.

"The Wushuang Sword Box in Wushuang City? Even this old thing that has been eating dust for hundreds of years has appeared. This debt collection trip is getting more and more interesting."

Xiao Se rubbed his chin and rushed to join in the fun, but he was still thinking about the golden coffin.

"Then let's go to Sangu City and wait for someone!"

So, within three days, they encountered six groups of killers.

Qi Lin failed to kill him and lost two heavyweight killers. Of course, the Red King was furious.

After saying that, he looked towards the courtyard.

Qi Lin dodged and disappeared on horseback, and the next moment he was standing on the roof of Beauty Village.

After complaining a few words, he stood up, took the Cloud Steps, and flew towards the backyard where the carriage was parked.

Qi Lin quickly made a decision and set off with two guards and seven spiritual pigeons.

"Brother Tang, go and save that silly boy Lei Wujie!"

"Today is really unlucky. I met two masters from the Happy Heaven Realm in a row!"

"Even if you have the strength to fight again, I won't let you do it. You will only die if you face the White-haired Fairy and the Purple Yihou."

"Groan!"

"Follow me, I won't say anything, don't move!"

Yue Ji replied: "When we go south, Tang Lian has to pass through Sangu City when we go north. And there are many people in the world who covet the things in the coffin. Although Tang Lian's martial arts is not bad, he will definitely not be able to move fast while dragging a big coffin."

Qi Lin drew his sword. Although he had already reached the backyard, his sword energy rose into the air, and the nine dragons danced with his sword. The raging fire directly tore apart the white-haired fairy's sword energy, and then pulled the two guards to his side.

"Where do you think the delivery people are now?" Qi Lin was really not familiar with this road.

Xiao Se stretched out his hand to say something, but Tang Lian had already flown away: "Hey, I think you should think not about how to protect the golden coffin, but how to sign up?"

I saw Qi Lin strolling leisurely in the courtyard, but as if he was stepping on the wind, flying through the air, he was about to cross the brightly lit courtyard in the blink of an eye.

"Yes, we can't let Lei Wujie protect the golden coffin alone!" Tang Lian reacted and chased after him without saying a word.

"Do you know me?" The white-haired fairy stopped for a moment, but immediately flew away.

"When did Beili gain another master from the Happy Heaven Realm?" The White-haired Immortal's sword had not yet been sheathed, and he was surprised.

Qi Lin raised his hand to stop them: "As long as I want to help Wu Xin, I will fight with the two guardians of Tianwai Tian. It's just the difference between sooner or later!"

The White-haired Immortal, who is in the Xiaoyao Tianjing and can sense the world, was the first to notice the two people above his head. He directly pulled out the jade-like sword beside him, and the sharp sword energy went straight up into the night sky.

The White-haired Immortal flew over immediately, and the Ziyihou who was hiding somewhere stood up, opened his folding fan, and asked: "Old Mo, what is the background of this person?"

Qi Lin stood squarely on the roof, the Changhong Sword in his hand exuding a warm light. Although he did not say a word, he became the undisputed center of the audience.

The protector of Tianwaitian, the eldest disciple of Xueyue City, the owner of Beauty Village, and the boss of Xueluo Villa

They were all looking at Qi Lin and even forgot about the golden coffin in the carriage.

Whisper for support!

(End of chapter)