Chapter 463： 463 cited one

Chapter 463 463 Citation 1

The largest Zhenyi Daoist Palace in Ze Province - Chunyang Palace.

Palace lord Qingxiao Taoist is benevolent, quietly explaining the cultivation method to many disciples below.

His voice was up and down, and he sang the verses from time to time, with a rich tone and a certain special rhythm. Let everyone present be mesmerized.

It's just that few people know that every time he preaches, he uses special martial arts secrets.

As Ze Province, he is in charge of the affairs of the entire Zhenyi Sect.

Taoist Qingxiao set his sights on one of the five sons of Mingshan after losing three of them.

After all, he is a master who can sit in Ze Province, the stronghold of Taoism.

Even among the masters of the Zhenyi Sect, he is considered to be in the forefront, and there is still hope for a step up.

After some sermons, the show ended, Taoist Qingxiao left the stage, and turned backstage.

Just as he was about to rest, a close disciple who was serving in front of him came up to him.

"Palace Master, the special envoy team sent to Qingchuan disappeared mysteriously, and we have also received a decree to send people out to cooperate. Look."

"The special envoys are missing. Their purpose is to investigate Daoist Taoist. This matter is not easy." Taoist Qingxiao said calmly.

He had heard about the strength of the special envoy team. The only explanation for the sudden disappearance of such a powerful force was that there was an equivalent large force to take action.

He dared to go up to join in the fun with such a small body, wouldn't that be death?

"Brother Qingxiao was so energetic back then, why has he become so timid and shy now, and he can't see anyone?"

Suddenly, the only light was blocked by a person at the small doorway in and out of the backstage.

This person was wearing a black robe, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice made Qingxiao's heart tremble.

"It's you.?" He seemed to recognize him.

"It was me who helped you back then, but now, you should pay back that favor." The visitor laughed.

"You are also here for the special envoy and Zhang Ying?" Qingxiao frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Of course. But we all have self-knowledge. If we really want to face the reverse time society behind it, no one can handle it, but what if you are not asked to deal with the reverse time society?" The visitor laughed.

"What do you mean?"

"Literally." The visitor continued, "Now it can be confirmed that Daozi Zhang Ying is very likely to have mastered the ultimate secret of Dongzong back then, that is, the special secret that can restrain the master of worshiping gods.

And this kind of secret must not be let out! otherwise"

"Can you find his people?" Qingxiao's heart moved.

"We couldn't find Zhang Ying, but we were able to find his close subordinates. I got news that his subordinates had already started packing their luggage and heading to other provinces, so we can stop this group of people halfway.

In this way, whether it is used as bait or handed over to the higher-ups for an explanation, it is all methods. Am I right? "The visitor said easily.

It’s because they can’t beat the force behind the special envoy team, can’t they beat you ordinary people?

"How to cover up your identity?" Qing Xiao still has concerns.

"You don't say it, I don't say it, who knows it's me?" The man laughed.

The close disciple beside Qing Xiao was taken aback when he heard the words, then his expression changed slightly, and he took a step back.

Poof!

Unfortunately it was too late.

Taoist Qingxiao slapped out lightning with a palm, which landed precisely on the middle of his forehead.

Immediately, the brain burst.

The disciple fell limply to the ground, losing his voice.

He didn’t worship God, and planned to practice for a while, unfortunately

"You are still the same, so decisive." The visitor clapped his hands and laughed.

"When will you do it?" Qingxiao said in a deep voice, retracting her hand.

"Now."

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The Panshan official road halfway up the mountain is like a boa constrictor winding around the mountain.

Gray and white stretches to the distance, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, very conspicuous from a distance.

At noon, the winter sun is cold and cold, and with the reflection of scattered snowflakes, it looks even paler.

At the top of the mountain, under a patch of cedar, Zhang Rongfang looked at the convoy on the official road in the distance, and remained silent.

He is waiting.

Waiting for someone to come and arrest him.

Since he set off yesterday, he has been separated from the team on the surface, but in fact he has been secretly protecting him.

The purpose is to use the convoy as a bait to draw out all the forces secretly targeting him.

With his special talent at this time, it is the best way to deal with it.

As for his side, no matter how many people come, it will actually be a burden to him.

If there is only him alone, he can fight and retreat, come and go freely.

I just waited until noon the next day, but still no one showed up.

But he's in no rush. Not at all.

It is at least one and a half months away from Wushan Mansion at the transportation speed of the convoy.

So, his time is still long

Shua.

Suddenly, Zhang Rong moved slightly, looking in the distance in another direction.

"Here we come." He looked over there from a distance. With the dark light vision activated, he vaguely judged the speed of movement and the strength of Qi and blood over there.

Without hesitation, he stepped a little, and swept towards that direction.

Passing through the large snow forest, he saw from a distance, masked men in white clothes, approaching the convoy rapidly in the snow.

Behind these masked men, a tall man in silver armor followed closely, with a long black scarf tied around his neck, fluttering backwards with the wind.

The masked man was tall and straight, with a long knife on his back. The moment Zhang Rongfang threw himself out of the forest, he looked towards him.

"Who!?" He held the handle of the knife and shouted sharply.

What answered him was a gray phantom that was approaching rapidly.

The snow powder under Zhang Rongfang's feet exploded, and the person was like a sharp arrow, suddenly bringing out a zigzag line, flashing past more than a dozen masked people, and jumping out.

A little bit of blood splashed from his hand.

Masked men shouted angrily, slashed with knives, and performed various moves, but they were all in vain.

Their moves were only halfway through, and they were broken by flaws and pierced their throats.

Everyone maintained their original movements and froze in place.

The moment Zhang Rongfang landed, everyone fell to the ground and lost their voices.

"One left."

Zhang Rongfang gently landed a few meters in front of the leader, with blood slowly dripping from the fingers in his sleeve, and walked towards the leader step by step.

The latter looked terrified and kept backing away.

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the other side.

Chenxiang Mansion's convoy drove along the Panshan Road at a leisurely pace.

Zhang Yunqi rode at the forefront on horseback, and a dozen or so high-quality masters who rebelled against religion stood at the end of the team.

Zhang Zhenhai and Sun Chaoyue are together, in the middle of the team, protecting the goods being transported.

Such a team combination, from a distance, is just a few super masters. If it is in peacetime, it is very stable.

But now the chaos is gradually rising, and many masters have stepped out of their seclusion.

Not to mention that Chenxiang Mansion is now being watched by many powerful forces, this amount of guard power is far from enough.

Hoo.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blows, blowing away the petals of a plum blossom growing obliquely above the official road.

White petals swirl and fall, gently swipe across the carriage, pass over the window, and pass by the Daoist imprint engraved on the wheel, before landing.

Call!

Suddenly the carriage stopped and rolled.

Everyone in front of and behind the team stopped.

Zhang Yunqi raised his hand and glanced forward vigilantly.

In front of the official road, there is a mountain wall on the left and a cliff on the right. There is no place to hide people.

But for some reason, he was feeling uneasy right now.

"What's the matter, Daddy?" Zhang Zhenhai opened the curtain and asked softly.

"Something is wrong." Zhang Yunqi replied in a deep voice. "Be alert!"

"What's the point of being on guard, and what's the use of being careful?" A clear voice interrupted him, falling down from the side mountain wall.

Suddenly everyone looked up and looked into the sky.

I saw a gray cloaked man wearing a hat standing lightly on the plum blossom tree above the official road.

The man who came held a long sword with a black sheath in his hand, covered his face with a mask, and only cut out two holes for his eyes.

"Is this the force directly under that Zhang Ying? Isn't it too weak?"

"He himself is only a super product, naturally not strong. The key is the forces behind him. Forget it, solve it as soon as possible, and take people away. This time the matter will be considered complete."

On another mountain wall, a man in white also covered his face with a white mask. At first glance, the mask was a crude cover bought at a small stall, like a child's plaything.

This person is Taoist Qingxiao.

If you want to have an explanation to the higher-ups, you just need to pay back the favor.

Secretly attacking Zhang Ying's direct subordinates is naturally the most suitable choice.

So here he comes.

As the Shinichi Grandmaster in charge of a province, this time, he was already very careful.

The demise of the special envoy team made him understand that he had to come up with something useful in order to be able to cope with the censure from above.

He dared not touch the real Zhang Ying, so he changed his mind.

The two of them were hanging on the mountain wall, overlooking the convoy, with a faint aura that everything was under control.

"Do it. Otherwise, it will change!"

Qing Xiao looked at the other person and urged him loudly.

Another masked man nodded.

Shua!

The two swooped down from the sky at the same time, and rushed to the center car of the convoy immediately.

Before they came, they had already investigated clearly.

Those who really belong to Zhang Ying's core subordinates are actually only three people here.

Zhang Yunqi, Zhang Zhenhai, and Sun Chaoyue.

Among them, Zhang Zhenhai and Sun Chaoyue are both young and beautiful women. They are suspected to be Zhang Ying's lovers and have an intimate relationship.

So it is an important target for the first arrest.

The two quickly approached the center carriage. The convoy guards on both sides, members of the Rebellion, drew their knives and shot arrows one after another, trying to stop them.

But to no avail.

The two of them seem to have predicted everything in advance, easily bypassing all attacks, and passing through the gap.

The long knife in the masked man's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, cut off all the surrounding knife points with one knife, and grabbed Sun Chaoyue, whose pretty face was pale, into the car window with one hand and one palm.

"The woman of Zhang Ying, let me taste it!" The man in the bamboo hat laughed and stretched out his hand, leaned into the car window, and pressed Sun Chaoyue's shoulder.

Snapped.

Grasping firmly with five fingers, he pulled back.

Um! ? ?

Still motionless? ?

what happened! ?

The smile in the masked man's eyes stopped abruptly.

Laughter also suddenly stopped.

"What's going on!?" He suddenly found that his whole body was stiff and motionless, as if completely paralyzed.

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and lowered his head with difficulty.

In an instant, his pupils shrank.

At the position of his heart, there is a thick palm gently pressing on it.

The five fingers of the palm pierced deeply into the heart, but strangely no blood flowed out.

"Didn't the people from Xizong tell you not to join in the fun?"

The figure of Zhang Rongfang stood behind him, with a calm expression, looking down at him from a height.

"I!?"

In an instant, the masked man's head was grabbed by a big hand, and he turned around.

Click!

Turn 360 degrees instantly.

His corpse fell to his knees with a plop, his whole body shriveled and lost blood.

(end of this chapter)