Looting luck starts with cheating

Chapter 244 Attack and Kill Zhao Ji
The three of them are also well-known figures in the Dongying ninja world. Now they are actually sent to deal with a young man who is just capable of dealing with them. It is a bit insulting to them.

Big fat pig Chojiro, while eating, said: "Exactly! The three of us can calmly deal with a dozen or so Jnin. Now we are called to kill a kid, and we are simply looking down on us."

Nai Lu looked stern, and said: "Zhu Ding, Qiu Die, don't underestimate the Central Plains Wulin. Since ancient times, we have been enemies with Central Plains Shenzhou. They are powerful and mysterious, and they are by no means weaker than us. Although the Second World Martial Arts In the Great War, we defeated the Central Plains, but it was only because of the internal fighting in the Central Plains martial arts that we had an opportunity to take advantage of it. Now I heard that in the Central Plains martial arts, there have indeed been many talented masters in these years. The one named Zhao Ji was one of them, Lord Wudaimu sent the three of us here just in case, just to kill that person just in case."

"We must not take it lightly and lose our reputation in the ninja world!"

"Hmph! Is it that powerful?" Qiu Diezi snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Soon, the boat docked, and the three of them got off the boat, but they did not go to the city to stay in a hotel.

Instead, he got into the tight mountain forest.

Whoosh whoosh!
The three of them flew and ran in the forest, their speed was no less than that of a high-speed car.

If anyone from the Central Plains Wulin sees it, they will be surprised, guessing that these people must come from a foreign country.

Because the shape of the three of them when they were flying was really different from the warriors here in the Central Plains.

This is simply because when warriors in the ninja world are running and flying, their arms are stretched backwards in a parallel position.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a bird's wings, extremely weird!

After a while, the three of them disappeared into the distance.

At the same time, in a deep mountain, in a dense forest, and in a cave, there were several old men sitting cross-legged.

In this cave, on the stone wall, a few oil lamps were lit, emitting a faint yellow light, the wind was rustling, and the air was dense.

In the main seat is an old man in his 70s with a dark face, a pair of small eyes, fierce fire, and dry palms, which are exposed outside the big sleeves, shaped like bird claws.

"It's no wonder that Lao Liu hasn't come back during this period of time. It turns out that he was killed. It seems that the world has forgotten the majesty of my Ancient Spirit Sect."

The old man said coldly.

It is Gu Lingzong's No. 18 suzerain, Gu Huanzi.

And he sat down, sitting cross-legged in two rows, and the five disciples he sat down were listening solemnly.

There were originally six disciples, but unfortunately the six disciples were killed.

"Master, the matter has been found out. According to Yubuhuan, it was killed by the Zheng family in Yunzhou and a young master named Duyou. The master Duyou is very powerful, and the sixth child was killed on the spot."

The eldest disciple Mu Yun said.

Gu Huanzi sneered and said: "Dare to make our Ancient Spirit Sect an enemy, it seems that we are tired of living, no matter, I haven't left the mountain for decades, I am afraid that the existence of our Ancient Spirit Sect has been forgotten in the world, it seems that we should It's time for the Ancient Spirit Sect to be born, and this time as a teacher, I have to go back to the world of mortals myself, kill that Duyou boy, recover Yunzhou, and become the secular foundation of our Ancient Spirit Sect."

"Follow Master's decree!"

All the disciples bowed their heads in response.

Gu Huanzi stood up and strode out of the cave first. The cold wind was lingering around him. His steps were light and his feet did not touch the ground.

Several disciples followed silently and left the cave.

Of course, Zhao Ji didn't know about these things.These days, in addition to keeping in touch with the Martial Arts Union, he pays attention to the affairs of Xiaoyao Cave, which is to practice.

With a lot of spirit stones, Zhao Ji naturally won't waste time, his cultivation base is advancing rapidly, and he breaks through again, which is already the strength in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Not only that, he also refined the middle-aged scribe's small seal and turned it into his own magic weapon, named Feilai Peak.

As for the three flying needles, Zhao Ji gave them to Xingzi to use.

And the flying sword he took from the Antique Street, Zhao Ji naturally didn't forget it, and sacrificed and practiced it together to become his magic weapon.

Now Zhao Ji can be said to have greatly increased in strength, which is not the same.

That night, he was practicing in a quiet villa he rented as usual, when suddenly his heart moved and he opened his eyes.

Whoosh!
A dagger stabbed through the air fiercely.

Zhao Ji turned to one side, and the dagger was nailed to the wall behind him.

Looking again, a black shadow flashed past outside.

"Where are you bastards, how dare you sneak up on me?"

"I'm afraid it's not that easy to run away?"

As soon as Zhao Ji's voice fell, he disappeared in place.

Whoosh!
In the dark night, a faint figure hurried towards the west.

Zhao Ji thought for a while and followed.

That figure was extremely fast, and the ghost was light and agile. The two of them came to the mountains outside Yunzhou in the blink of an eye.

The ancient trees in the mountains are towering, the weeds are overgrown, the autumn insects are chirping, and the mountain wind is rustling.

Walking under the shade of the trees, with only the faint moonlight, the scenery ahead can be vaguely discerned.

The black figure disappeared into the woods as soon as it turned around, and was gone.

"Come out!"

"Isn't it just to lure me here with such great scheming?"

Zhao Ji stopped and sneered.

Although this black shadow is fast, he is not slow. If he wants to catch up with him, Zhao Ji can naturally do it.

But Zhao Ji didn't do that, just because this person wanted to lure him to this desolate place to do something, so why not himself?
After all, the city is densely populated, and any fight will attract great attention.

Whoosh whoosh!
Three figures appeared on the branches of three big trees, looking at Zhao Ji coldly.

"Who are you? What enmity do you have with Zhao? What's the point of bringing me here late at night?" Zhao Ji frowned.

The three people in front of them were all covering their faces and wrapping their heads, only showing a pair of eyes.

But judging from the tight clothing they were wearing, it was obviously not the costume of the Central Plains martial arts, especially the three of them had a metal strip tied to their foreheads.

The metal strip is extremely smooth, but a pattern resembling a bird's head is engraved in the middle.

This is……

Zhao Ji's eyes narrowed and he vaguely guessed something.

"You are Zhao Ji, right? Sure enough, you have a few brushes, and your skills are good. It is not in vain for us to cross the ocean and come to kill you from thousands of miles away."

One person spoke coldly, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"You are……?"

Zhao Ji's face darkened and he continued: "Seeing that your service is very different from that of our Central Plains China, you are also short in stature, less than 1.6 meters and a half, and you claim to have come from across the ocean. If Zhao guessed correctly, the three of you are from the East." Win Fuso?"

"Haha! Yoshi! You're not stupid!"

Another person laughed wildly.

"We are not afraid to tell you that we are from Dadongying, so that you will understand!"

said a woman.

Needless to say, these three are the pig deer butterfly trio.

According to the information, they came all the way to Yunzhou and found Zhao Ji. They were going to lure Zhao Ji out tonight and kill him.

Hearing this, Zhao Ji was slightly surprised, and said: "This is so strange, Mr. Zhao has always stayed in Shenzhou, never set foot overseas, let alone Fusang, why did you provoke you to kill me from thousands of miles away?"

Zhao Ji really didn't understand, so he was not in a hurry to act, but calmed down, and chatted with his opponent in a leisurely manner, so as to obtain more information.

"You don't need to know this, as long as you know that we are the ones who killed you. Remember that we are called the Zhuludie Trio. It is your honor to die under the cooperation of the three of us tonight."

Nailu smiled sinisterly.

(End of this chapter)