Lu Jingxiu shook his head: "It's useless, go back."

"Lao Lu, are you still thinking about your old relationship?" Someone said dissatisfied: "You still want to protect this guy?!"

Lu Jingxiu said calmly: "If we don't give up, we will be defeated by Lin Feiyang one by one after we catch up. I know his methods."

"With so many of us, if we set up the Great Mote Sword Formation, they will definitely die."

"It's a pity that they will never join the battle obediently."

"Actually, there is a way." Someone said: "Fu Qinghe has nothing to worry about. Lin Feiyang still has a way."

"That Zhu Ni from Shenwu Mansion?"

"Exactly."

"This road is impassable. The leader has already warned us not to mess with the Shenwu Mansion again."

"... Damn it!"

A group of great masters all had gloomy faces, and their eyes were like spitting fire.

It was supposed to be a sure thing, but in the end, it was still escaped. It was rare to launch such a large battle but to return without success, and everyone felt shameless.

More importantly, Fu Qinghe, a traitor to the sect, is still living openly, which is a great irony to the Tianhai Sword Sect.

No matter what, Fu Qinghe must be killed!

"Without Lin Feiyang, Fu Qinghe would never have been able to escape!"

"Who says it isn't!"

"Lin Feiyang should be the first to be eliminated."

"It's so cunning and cunning as a ghost!"

"Well, it's not that I haven't tried it, but it doesn't work. Even if I offend Shenwu Mansion, I can't succeed."

"Can't he be killed?"

"..."

They have always had smooth sailing and are invincible. This is the first time they encountered such a difficult situation. They couldn't accept it for a while, and they were all depressed.

——

Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe stopped at the top of a mountain, looked at the Shenjing City opposite, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Lin Feiyang laughed.

Fu Qinghe was as calm as ever.

"Old Fu, this time I feel happy." Lin Feiyang smiled and said, "Kill them to pieces!"

"It seems like we were chased to pieces." Fu Qinghe said.

Lin Feiyang waved his hand: "So many great masters still have to set up sword formations. It would be foolish not to leave, but they can't do anything to defeat us. They must be depressed to death, happy!"

Fu Qinghe nodded.

No wonder Lin Feiyang lives a happy life, he is really open-minded.

Although I was clearly being chased and running for my life, not only was I not depressed, but I felt that I had won by not being overtaken, and I was very happy.

Why can't you be happy with this mentality?

"Think about it, old master, you killed the guy who wanted to destroy your master's tombstone. That means you have accomplished your goal and you can come back safely. Isn't that worth celebrating? Let's go to the city and have a good drink.

You won’t come back until you’re drunk!”

He picked up Fu Qinghe and flew him back to Shenjing City. He had a hearty drink at Wangjiang Tower and returned to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple in a drunken state.

They entered the courtyard gate bathing in the setting sun. As soon as they entered, they met Zhu Ni and walked out.

Her figure is as graceful as a willow branch.

An apricot-yellow shirt made her skin look like snow.

Seeing Lin Feiyang drunk, she hurriedly came up to him.

Lin Feiyang was busy doing his exercises, and the aroma of wine instantly overflowed. He had forced all the alcohol out of his body and regained consciousness.

He smiled quickly and said, "Why are you here?"

Zhu Ni nodded lightly to Fu Qinghe, dignified and coldly, then turned to look at Lin Feiyang, her eyes suddenly became gentle and tender: "Brother Lin, where have you been?"

"Hehe..." Lin Feiyang suddenly smiled proudly.

Fu Qinghe took the first step to understand the interests.

Lin Feiyang took Zhu Ni back to his yard and recounted his experience vividly.

Zhu Ni was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.

She knew that the Tianhai Sword Sect's Dust Sword Formation was powerful, and it was terrifying to think about it being used by sixteen great masters at the same time.

Fortunately, Lin Feiyang was smart and ran for his life. If he had been arrogant instead of fighting hard, the result would have been unimaginable.

While the two were talking, Lin Feiyang suddenly said: "The abbot is back, please report to the abbot."

He and Zhu Ni arrived at Fakong Courtyard.

Fakong was drinking tea with his head down, and Xu Qingluo stood beside him in a pretty way.

Seeing him come in, Xu Qingluo raised her delicate eyebrows proudly.
Chapter completed!