Zuo Mingzhu saw that he was a gentle scholar with a square scarf on his head, and was gentle and delicate. Judging from his age, he seemed to be around thirty years old.

Li Zhichang said, "I didn't expect that Brother Ximen is also interested in visiting Qianfoshan."

This person is the killer scholar Ximen Qian. He smiled and said, "Brother Li, I am not here to visit Qianfoshan, but to come to find you."

Li Zhichang said: "What's the matter with me?"

Ximen Qian said seriously: "Brother Li may not know that although I came from the Laoshan Sword Sect, I am also a guest elder of the Zhusha Gang." Laoshan is originally in Shandong, and the Laoshan Sect is particular about doing things, so it rarely involves side businesses. However, such a large sect will inevitably be incurred as a result.

Since ancient times, we have been poor in literature and wealthy in martial arts. If the Laoshan School wants to pass on it, money is also an indispensable item.

Although the Crimson Gang opened a casino and engaged in a non-stop service, he made huge profits, but there were not many experts, so he hit it off with the Laoshan Sword Sect. Every year, he gave the Laoshan Sword Sect a lot of money, and the Laoshan Sword Sect rewarded him, and asked the few masters of Ximen Qian, the sect, to join the Crimson Gang as a guest elder, and to help them solve some powerful people in the martial arts world.

Li Zhichang said: "Did you come for Leng Qiuhun or for the money?"

Ximen Qiandao: "Opening a casino is to guard the mountains of gold and silver. Leng Qiuhun is a temporary profit and makes him unconscious. He is indeed a taboo in the world when he finds someone to kill you. However, he is the head of the Cinnabar Gang after all, and he should not die at the hands of outsiders if he dies."

Zuo Mingzhu said: "The one who killed Leng Qiuhun is Zhongyuan Yihong, which has nothing to do with us."

Ximen Qian laughed and said, "It's Mingzhu's niece. I've only been to your house some time ago. Leng Qiuhun doesn't know the friendship between me and your father, otherwise I wouldn't have done that. I'll apologize to you here, uncle here."

Zuo Mingzhu didn't expect that Ximen Qian would actually know her father. It seems that the relationship between them is pretty good, and they don't like to dislike each other.

Li Zhichang said: "So what does Brother Ximen mean?"

Ximen Qiandao: "Central Yuan Yihong is the most trustworthy killer in the world, so sooner or later he will find Brother Li. I mean, I hope Brother Li will help us lead him out."

Li Zhichang suddenly laughed, and he sneered: "I don't seem to have the obligation to help you?"

Ximen Qiandao: "Brother Li forgot it? Although Leng Qiuhun died at the hands of Yihong in Zhongyuan, shouldn't the death of the other disciples he brought to be counted on you?"

Li Zhichang said: "Is it possible that I killed them? If so, please provide evidence. I have never killed a single person in the past few decades."

Ximen Qian was speechless because what Li Zhi often said was true. Although those people were dead and seemed to be inseparable from Li Zhichang, there was no evidence that Li Zhichang killed them, let alone their first move.

Zuo Mingzhu smiled secretly: Uncle Taoist priest is really free from water.

Ximen Qian knew that he was in the wrong and did not get entangled in this issue.

At this time, another cold voice said: "Everyone said, 'The Wonderful Monk Wuhua, the Strange Dao's Ambition'. When Chu Liuxiang came that day, you still dared not even move your hands, pretending to be a hermit."

The person who came was Lingjiuzi. He and Ximen Qian were friends for many years. After leaving the Cup-Rolling Villa that day, they thought that they were from south to north. They hadn't seen each other for a few years, so Lingjiuzi simply came to Shandong as a guest.

Ximen Qian came to find Li Zhichang, so he naturally followed him.

However, Ximen Qian knew that he had always been straightforward and was afraid that he would fight Li Zhichang at a disagreement, and it would be difficult to end at that time, so he asked him to wait aside first.

When the martial arts reached Lingjiuzi and Ximen Qian, they were naturally smart and smart. The words of the two of them just now did not fall into Lingjiuzi's ears. She had a hot temper, so she naturally couldn't help but speak sarcastic.

Li Zhichang looked at Lingjiuzi and smiled and said, "Everyone said that Lingjiuzi's sword technique is unique in Tiannan. In terms of the cruelty of swordsmanship, few people in the world can match it, but I still feel that compared to the red sword technique in the Central Plains, your sword is like a toy that scares people. If you don't be afraid, your sword technique may not work so well."

Ximen Qian said intimately: This Taoist is really ungrateful and just insists on protecting the Central Plains a little red, but why do you even anger Taoist Master Lingjiuzi?

He was in a dilemma, thinking about whether to take Lingjiuzi away immediately to avoid causing a bloody crime, but now he has no choice but to make a decision.

Lingjiuzi had already pulled out of the sword, but he saw him rise out of nowhere. The sword light sprinkled like a moonlight. His body rotated rapidly in the air, and the sword energy was cold.

This move is exactly the "bright moon does not return to the sea" of Hainan Sword Sect. The sword is magnificent, and taking human life is only in the blink of an eye.

Li Zhichang was not surprised or happy, and moved a little. His body movement was not as weird as it was, but the sword edge passed by him. It seemed that Li Zhichang had already predicted Lingjiuzi's sword moves, and it looked like Lingjiuzi deliberately failed to hit Li Zhichang.

Originally, life and death were fought, but it turned into a peaceful sword dance.

Lingjiuzi's toe point on the ground and quickly turned around. The sword force was solemn, and the sword tip was unstable. It was a move that "white clouds filled with sadness and cangwu". His sword intent flowed was extremely exquisite.

Ximen Qian couldn't help but shout aloud, and Zuo Mingzhu couldn't help but hold her hands tightly, for fear that something would happen to Li Zhichang.

Obviously her worries were unnecessary. Lingjiuzi's trick still didn't even have a hair on Li Zhichang's hair, but instead stabbed into the pavilion pillar.

Lingjiuzi has a strong internal skills. He was fine with stabbing into the pavilion pillar with one sword, but his face turned red. He still didn't understand until now. Although Li Zhichang had not taken action, he had already played with him.

He drew his sword and wanted to kill himself in shame and anger.

Ximen Qian was shocked and wanted to stop him.

But his martial arts skills seemed to be uneven and Lingjiuzi, so he could not stop them.

However, at this time the sword in Lingjiuzi's hand disappeared, and he was at a loss.

Li Zhichang was playing with his sword and laughed happily, "Your sword is just a pity that offended me just now, and I won't return it to you."

Although Lingjiuzi was taken away by Li Zhichang's sword at once, he was no longer angry at this moment. He could not have seen that Li Zhichang was deliberately trying to save his life. Otherwise, if he had just a little fuel to the fire, he would have been in anger for a moment, and he might have already arrived at Jiuyou Huangquan to report now.

Lingjiuzi said with shame: "Master Li, I am not a person. I was treated like that just now, and you still treated me like this."

As he spoke, he had already slapped himself. The slap was quite powerful, and half of his cheeks were swollen into pig's head.

Li Zhichang said: "Okay, you are also a cultivator, but you don't know the principle of 'Reciting Huangting quietly, cultivating your mind and cultivating your nature'. You are determined to hold the sword and show off your evil spirit, and you are afraid that you will not escape that day." (To be continued)
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