Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

The sound of piercing the air sounded, and Yu Wencheng took a step forward, waving the golden phoenix wings.

The hazy scarlet fluorescence covers the gold-plated phoenix wings.

Gold and scarlet are mixed, making the whole gold-plated boring look a bit weird and fantastic.

far away.

On a pavilion, there is a figure standing on the roof of the pavilion. His white clothes are like snow, and the moonlight is falling, like a banished fairy.

"Senior Ye, what are you looking at here?"

Situ Qianfeng leaped onto the roof and looked forward.

"what!"

"There are people fighting!"

They were hundreds of meters away from Qingsi Garden, and they could only see the bright flames of Qingsi Garden and the flashing blades and swords.

Ye Gucheng frowned and said nothing.

next moment.

He flew up and walked through the air.

The whole person floated towards Qingsi Garden like a leaf.

In Qingsi Garden.

The old man in black fought fiercely with Yu Wencheng.

Jingle Jingle!

In the blink of an eye several times, the two fought for dozens of rounds, and the strong aura collided and raged everywhere, destroying the vegetation in the courtyard beyond appearance.

The soldiers around watched this thrilling battle, even forgot to breathe, and their faces were flushed.

While Hong Fei was frightened, he couldn't help being extremely shocked.

"Lord Yuwen actually has such innate cultivation!"

He felt incredible.

He can be regarded as an old man of the Zhenwu Division. When he joined the Zhenwu Division, Yu Wencheng only had an eighth-rank cultivation base.

In just a few months of effort, Yu Wencheng has become a congenital warrior.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a thing would happen in this world.

Yu Wencheng didn't know Hong Fei's shock, maybe he wouldn't care if he knew.

Although Qin Wei had told him to hide his cultivation before, but now that a congenital warrior came to assassinate him, he couldn't continue to hide his cultivation.

At this time, Yu Wencheng felt a lot of pressure.

He inherited Jin An's artistic conception, but his cultivation and strength are far inferior to Jin An's!

Jin An has been immersed in the innate realm for decades, but he has only been there for a few days.

Furthermore, Jin An's artistic conception is not very suitable for him. In the past few days, he has been using Jin An's artistic conception to comprehend his own artistic conception.

Although he has two layers of artistic conception at this time, he is still much worse than the real innate warrior who understands the two layers of artistic conception by himself.

So when facing the black-clothed old man in front of him, he could only barely resist, and was completely powerless to fight back.

After dozens of rounds, he felt a little powerless.

"Get out of here!"

Yuwen Chengdu hissed!

As soon as the words fell, his body turned suddenly, and the golden-plated phoenix wings, which were nearly ten feet long, swept out.

Under the blessing of majestic strength, the phoenix-winged gold-plated iron made a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing this, the old man in black hurriedly pulled back, avoiding the sweep of the golden phoenix wings.

He took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

Looking at Yuwen Chengdu, the face of the black-clothed old man hidden in the cloak was full of gloom.

He has almost figured out Yuwen Chengdu's strength.

He is confident of defeating Yuwen Chengdu.

But his goal is not to defeat Yuwen Chengdu, but to assassinate Qin Wei.

And the assassination must be completed before Mo Yan returns.

When there is a battle here, Mo Yan will be aware of it even if he is miles away.

So the time he has is short.

"Failed!"

The old man in black sighed inwardly.

He can defeat Yuwen Chengdu, but he cannot defeat it in a short time.

The longer the time dragged on, the worse it was for him.

So far, his assassination has been regarded as a complete failure.

It doesn't make any sense to stay here any longer.

Thinking of this, he flew up and jumped onto the roof.

After a few jumps, it disappeared.

Yu Wencheng looked at the direction he was leaving, and his dignified expression relaxed slightly.

But he still ordered: "Don't relax, lest there will be fraud!"

Just as he was speaking, Mo Yan returned to the courtyard with a gloomy expression.

"Senior Moyan! How?"

Yu Wencheng looked at him.

Mo Yan first took a deep look at Yu Wencheng, and then shook his head.

inside the room.

Qin Wei was still lying on the bed, quietly looking out of the wooden window.

The first man in black came, but he didn't move.

The second man in black came, but he still didn't move.

Although he was also surprised, he didn't mean to be nervous at all.

Because he knew that Ye Gucheng had already returned to Tianzhou City, and he lived in the inn not far from Qingsi Garden.

There are two innate warriors, Mo Yan and Yu Wencheng, beside him, and Ye Gucheng is not far away.

If the assassin could still come to him, it would be meaningless for him to move at every turn.

In front of the innate warriors, his little three-legged kung fu would not be able to run away even if he wanted to.

"It seems that I need to improve my cultivation!"

Qin Wei turned over and closed his eyes.

When he was in the capital, even a congenital martial artist would not dare to be presumptuous, so he had a rank nine cultivation base and was enough to protect himself.

But now, there are innate warriors to assassinate at every turn. Without innate cultivation, they are somewhat passive.

The night was still dark.

Outside Tianzhou City.

Tongming and the old man met at the agreed place.

"Failed!" The old man in black pulled back the cloak on his face and said in a low voice.

"why?"

Tong Ming also took off his cloak, his gloomy face seemed to seep water.

"Xin'an County King has a congenital martial artist beside him!"

"It's the one with the long weapon."

The old man in black said helplessly.

"Yuwen Chengdu!" Tongming's expression changed slightly, "Impossible, he was at Heiyaling before, and he obviously only had a ninth-rank cultivation."

The old man in black was a little annoyed, "Do you think this old man will lie to you!"

Although he didn't care about Wanfu Temple, he also wanted to kill Qin Wei. The purpose of his coming to Tianzhou was to take Qin Wei's life.

But the failure of the two assassination plans made him extremely annoyed.

Especially this time he was at the risk of being exposed.If Tongming hadn't asked him for help, he would never have taken the risk.

Tongming stared at him, took a deep breath, and remained silent.

Failure to assassinate Qin Wei meant that the destruction of Wanfu Temple could no longer be avoided.

At that time, Qin Wei and Zhenwusi will lead many sects to besiege Wanfu Temple, and he will not be able to stop it.

suddenly.

A slight wind sounded.

The indifferent voice faintly spread to the ears of the two of them.

"We should have met!"

Chapter 97 Your Highness is my Lord

The sudden sound made Tong Ming and the old man tremble.

The two suddenly followed the prestige.

Under the moonlight, Ye Gucheng stood not far away, dressed in white and spotless.

Ye Gucheng looked at Tongming.

He has seen Tongming before, even though he only saw it from a distance, even though Tongming was masked at that time, he could still recognize him.

"Ye Gucheng!"

Tongming turned pale with shock.

Ye Gucheng, the name itself is like the edge of a sword, cold and sharp.

Tong Ming involuntarily took two steps back.

The old man in black was also inexplicably horrified.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was only three feet away from them.

If it wasn't for Ye Gucheng's voice, they would not have noticed anything unusual.

Tong Ming and the old man in black looked at each other with a gloomy look in their eyes.

One of the two held a short sword, and the other held a long sword tightly.

Suddenly there was a sudden sound of wind, and swords and swords spewed out towards Ye Gucheng.

The sword is on the top and the knife is on the bottom. With one stab and one sweep, it carries a sharp edge and a terrifying murderous intent.

They knew that Ye Gucheng was very strong, and they thought they were definitely not Ye Gucheng's opponent, but they had no choice but to take action because Ye Gucheng saw their true colors.

Especially the old man in black, he must not reveal his identity.

Ye Gucheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and at this moment, his sword was out of its sheath.

The sword light flickered, and the white clothes fluttered, colliding with two black figures.

ding ding~~

With two crisp sounds, the three of them passed by.

A short knife flew out a few feet, and under the dim night, it was stabbed obliquely on the ground.