Fakong said: "I have already taken action...so the next group that Dayun will deal with is probably me, and of course you."

He had previously helped the Guangming Holy Sect, but why he had not shown up and had been helping secretly was to avoid a huge cloud of fire on himself.

Avoid this happening as much as possible.

The false reputation is not that important.

Anyway, the disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult knew that they had secretly helped, and the favor had already been established.

"Then come on!" Zhou Yang was eager to try.

When he saw Fakong glance over, he quickly calmed down his excitement and said solemnly: "Uncle, we should give them a hard blow to let them know that our Vajra Temple is not someone to be trifled with!"

"Just don't let them destroy you." Fakong said: "Among these targets, Prince Ming's Mansion is the most important. Don't be fooled by them."

"Yes." The four of them responded solemnly.

Fakong said: "Lin Feiyang, please ask Zhu Ni to come over for dinner tonight and arrange for them to help."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang responded.

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In order to celebrate the four of them becoming Grand Masters, they did not eat in the temple for lunch but went to Wangjiang Tower.

After having lunch at Wangjiang Tower, they went to the ski resort at Nantianfeng.

Fakong walked around the city alone, feeling the changes in the city.

It can be clearly felt that the number of Nansi guards in the Southern Supervision Department has decreased, and more martial arts masters have poured into Shenjing.

Ordinary people felt nothing, but Fakong could faintly feel that the tension in the air was increasing.

More people from the infantry yamen came to the streets, and Fakong estimated that people from the Shenwu Mansion would be transferred in soon.

When a martial arts master enters Shenjing, the various government offices must know about it, so they must have a way to deal with it and will not let the martial arts master run amok.

Fakong saw Li Ying on Xuanwu Avenue.

Li Ying was still wearing a black shirt. The wide black shirt covered her graceful figure. Her oval face was as crystal clear as mutton-fat white jade, and her eyes shone like gems slowly rotating in the sun.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance, and Li Ying put her hand on the hilt of the sword, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword at any time.

Fakong smiled at her, stopped and kept his distance.

Both of them looked at the street stalls.

Fakong is looking at antiques, and Li Ying is looking at jewelry.

She likes jewelry. She wears a gold walking stick in her black and shiny temples, and wears a ring around her waist, which makes her gait more elegant and graceful.

"What's going on over there?" Fakong asked in her mind: "Diaoyue Dao and Tianhai Sword Sect are fighting?"

"We have been fighting for several rounds." Li Ying replied in her heart: "Diaoyue Dao suffered a big loss and suffered heavy losses. Except for Cantian Dao, the remaining four Dao have sent top experts to rush over."

"Where are they fighting?"

"Near Mount Baitou." Li Ying hummed, "Near Mount Baitou is the Wenchuan Sword Sect, a vassal sect of the Tianhai Sword Sect."

Fakong said: "You Cantian Dao won't take action?"

"I feel something's not right." Li Ying said, "I have a weird feeling, so I won't let them pass for the time being."

"Do you think this is a plan to weaken your Demon Sect's Six Paths?"

"It's very possible, or it could be some other conspiracy. It's best to wait."

"It's right to be careful, but it just means that Can Tiandao will be isolated."

"Cantian Dao has now been isolated."

"If we are further isolated, will we deal with you together?"

"They don't have the guts!" Li Ying said lightly.

The sword is where her confidence lies.
Chapter completed!