Destiny Villain: I can check the script of my life!

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The night was already deep, Su Changqing walked out of the inn alone, his eyes moved slightly, and the frost and snow in his hands trembled slightly.

"Tiedan Shenhou has never done this. Although the Kongtong sect has an average reputation, it is a famous and upright sect. He wants to taint himself."

At this moment, Su Changqing somewhat understood Zhu Wuli's thoughts.

Zhu Yiwu wanted to destroy one of the six major sects and then ruin his reputation.

Who destroyed it?

He was the No. 1 Ouchi secret agent under his seat, and returned to the sea with a sword.

And he, Su Changqing, should have been abandoned?

Su Changqing chuckled and shook his head, his figure disappeared into the darkness, his eyes were indifferent, he sat cross-legged and practiced his sword.

He came here for the internal strength of the Five Elders of Kongtong, not to rush to be Zhu Wuwu's chess piece.

In the next few days, he would practice the Ultimate God Slash.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three days have passed. Some disciples of the Kongtong sect went down the mountain to fetch water, but they were all killed by the Jin Yiwei.

The water on the mountain gradually became scarce, and the disciples of the Kongtong Sect began to become restless.

Except for Wudang and Emei, water sources are extremely scarce on most peaks. Even Shaolin disciples from Songshan Mountain have to go down the mountain to get water.

Attacking mountains and cutting off water is a powerful weapon for conquest.

Five days later, one of the five elders of Kongtong came down the mountain, killed ten Jinyi guards, and fled down the mountain to seek help.

For nearly ten days, the five elders of Kongtong became more and more panicked. Guan Sheng was also a little confused, watching the birthday banquet of Emperor Shang getting closer and closer.

Three thousand guards in royal robes, but they only defended and did not attack, and firmly guarded Kongtong Mountain to death.

Zhu Wuwu had already sent him a message, asking him to bury three thousand Jinyi guards and kill them all, leaving only Gui Hai's knife. Then he sent out the message, which tarnished Zhu Wuwu's reputation.

But he didn't expect that Su Changqing would make such a move and didn't care about the waste of time.

Not to mention the birthday banquet of Emperor Shang, even if Emperor Shang died, it would not affect his attack on the mountain.

Guan Sheng was upset and asked his disciple to bring him a glass of water.

Although there is a shortage of water in the mountains, there is still a lot of water in Kongtong Wulao.

He picked it up and took a sip, then suddenly spurted it out, raining tea in all directions, but he couldn't help but look horrified and his scalp was numb.

He dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground and broke into pieces. The four elders around Kongtong couldn't help but be shocked.

"What's wrong, senior brother?"

"Who came up with this treacherous trick! He is really not a human being!" Guan Shengyi said indignantly.

"I heard that Guihai only kills people with one sword, and he never disdains conspiracies. I didn't expect to see his true face today!"

"It's so good to pretend to be serious and serious!"

"They actually poisoned the canal! If I hadn't taken a sip of the water first, all the disciples would have died today."

This is the Five Elders of Kongtong. If there is water, take care of yourself first.

If the disciple drank first, this move would be enough to wipe out the Kongtong sect.

"We can't wait any longer! All disciples gather and prepare for counterattack!"

Guan Sheng's anger surged and he said coldly.

Even Tajima Mamoru Yagyu, who was hiding in the dark, was a little thirsty and couldn't help but yelled at Su Changqing's vicious plan.

After besieging the mountain for ten days, not a single soldier came out, and they even poisoned them!

What was clearly an attack on the mountain turned into a siege!

You are not human!

If he waited any longer, he might die of thirst.

The martial arts in the Central Plains is broad and profound.

There are so many colorful things in Japan, they are still far away...

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Among the lush mountains and forests, you can vaguely see the guards in brocade clothes dressed in black and ink, holding embroidered spring knives, walking up the mountain in the dark.

"Today's attack on the mountain, you are behind me, be careful, otherwise something happens and I won't be able to explain it to Haitang." Gui Hai slashed his sword and looked at Su Changqing aside.

The water has been cut off for nearly ten days, and the Kongtong sect will be destroyed today.

If there had been a war before, it would be difficult for him to survive even if he returned to the sea with a single blow.

But now, it's a sure thing.

All this comes from Shangguan Haitang's junior brother, this young man in black.

"Thank you." Su Changqing smiled.

Guihai Yidao didn't know that Su Changqing's cultivation had surpassed him.

The three thousand Jin Yiwei guards looked solemn and advanced in the dark.

In the Kongtong Sect's main hall above, the door is open, letting in a gentle breeze.

A man dressed in white slowly walked into the hall, holding a jade pot of wine in his hand, with an extraordinary appearance.

His clothes are as white as snow and his face is like a crown of jade. His name is Gusu Murongfu. He has a white sword on his waist, about three feet and seven inches long.

Fengshen is handsome and handsome, with a face as sharp as a knife, which is hard to describe.

Murong Fu opened the jug and drank the wine, gracefully like an immortal. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, which was stunning.

"Today I am here to help. The little Jin Yiwei can be destroyed with a snap of his fingers. Everyone, please come and drink my wine from Yanziwu."

With a flick of his fingertips, the white jade wine bottle spun and danced in the air, surging with energy, and everyone was shocked.

"Is this Mr. Murong, one of the Northern Murongs from Bei Qiao Feng?" Kongtong's five elders came to greet him at the same time and asked in great shock.

"What are you talking about? There is only Murong in this world!"

Hearing this, Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke softly. He strolled over with an extraordinary appearance.

He held his fingers together in the air, golden light shone brightly, and the white jade wine bottle exploded and spread out. The aroma was fragrant, and the aroma of the wine was even more intoxicating.

There were hundreds of people from the Kongtong faction present, and they were all silent.

Even Yagyu Tajima Mamoru, who was hiding on the high beams, trembled in his heart.

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