My wife is the sect leader

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Li Fuzhou frowned, his expression hardened, "When I asked you to practice martial arts, why didn't you be so serious? If you can work so hard and be serious like now, how can you only have a second-rank cultivation?"

Tan Yun took a deep breath and asked, "Master, can practicing martial arts win a man's heart?"

Li Fuzhou: "......"

Tan Yun continued to point his fingers, and said: "The teacher is very powerful, but why my uncle likes her is not because she cooks well, and she is gentle and virtuous..."

Li Fuzhou retorted: "That's because the leader is good-looking, that treacherous little doctor is just a philistine, a womanizer."

I am so clever and wise, but I suffer the most from that little doctor. There are not many people in the world who can make me Li Fuzhou suffer.

Thinking of this, Li Fuzhou sighed.

Tan Yun said sadly: "I don't think my uncle is treacherous, and he is very kind to me."

"Let's not talk about him, maybe that kid is busy with reincarnation now."

Li Fuzhou paused, and then asked seriously: "Do you like that ghost swordsman?"

Li Fuzhou's words were straightforward and clear.

"I can't forget it, it's a kind of liking."

Tan Yun bit his lip and said.

"He's probably dying."

Li Fuzhou handed the secret letter in his hand to Tan Yun, and heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart, Yu Ying, Yu Ying, you have done a good deed, fortunately this little girl hasn't completely fallen into it yet.

Anyway, no matter how Li Fuzhou looked at it, the ghost swordsman was very dissatisfied, and he didn't feel like a good man with responsibility and responsibility.

In particular, Sanmiaoshan used violence against him for no reason.

die! ?

Hearing Li Fuzhou's words, Tan Yun quickly took the letter and was stunned.

"Two Grandmasters...how come?"

........

Outside Bucheng, in the dense forest.

After An Jing left Bu City, he came to a small lake outside the city.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

As the water splashed away, a huge black flood dragon rushed out of the small lake.

"let's go."

An Jing's body jumped and landed directly on Hei Jiao's back.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, the black dragon turned into a black shadow and passed through the forest.

At this time, a woodcutter was walking in the forest with firewood on his back. He felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if something was flying by.

"Ok?"

The woodcutter rubbed his eyes and said to himself, "Could it be that my eyes are blurred? Why do I feel like something is flying in the sky?"

How could the thousand-year-old black boa's crawling speed be comparable to that of the black flood dragon? It was almost out of the range of Bucheng in a short time.

It is impossible to say that An Jing didn't feel the slightest disturbance in his heart when he blocked the old man Qingfeng and Feng Lingyue.

After all, it was two master masters who made the move, especially Feng Lingyue was a second-qi master.

In the arena, those who can become masters are not ordinary people, they are all cunning and unpredictable.

After about several hours, An Jing has completely left the range of Bucheng, even more than 100 miles away.

To the south of Pingling is Yeongnam-do, and to the north of Pingling is Gyeonggi-do.

At this moment, An Jing was standing in front of Pingling, and there were almost endless dense forests and mountains in front of him. As long as he passed through Pingling, he would be at the gate of Tianmen City, which is also the gate of Yujing City.

At this moment, An Jing's heart is full of can't wait, but at the same time, he is a little nervous and apprehensive.

He wanted to know what Zhao Qingmei's identity was. At the same time, he also wanted to ask why Zhao Qingmei married him, and he was afraid of getting some unacceptable results.

A complex and delicate emotion arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a cold light shot from a distance, extremely fast, like thunder.

There was a crackling sound in the air.

"not good!"

An Jing felt a chill in his heart, his scalp was numb, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Tom!"

That ray of cold light bombarded the body of the black flood dragon heavily. Even though the scale armor of the black flood dragon was extremely hard, his body was not only shaken by such a powerful impact.

"Your Excellency, where are you going?"

A leisurely, familiar voice came from a distance.

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Chapter 170

The body of the black dragon gradually stabilized, and then An Jing frowned and looked into the distance.

On the vast world in the distance, an old man in white clothes stood at the top of a verdant giant tree, his robe was blowing gently with the wind, his old face was covered with traces of time, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ancestor of the Five Poison Sect, Feng Lingyue.

Lead the Five Poisons away from the Demon Sect, and defeat the master of Duanmu Xinghua, the master of Tianzong.

An unrestrained and unrestrained air is present all over his body. An Jing has also seen many masters, but very few of them have such an unrestrained demeanor.

Xiao Qianqiu has retreated from the world for many years and has lost popularity for a long time. He sat on that mountain high-end, disregarding worldly fame and fortune, throwing away the seven emotions and six desires in the world. Yan Guoshi couldn't break free from the shackles of that popularity.

So looking at it makes people feel a little strange, people are not human, immortals are not immortal, just like stone statues placed on the altar.

Looking at Feng Lingyue's life, he also became famous at a young age, and then made great achievements in the Demon Cult, in charge of the Five Poisons of the Demon Cult.

Jiang Shang is the default leader, and the proud and arrogant Feng Lingyue is naturally unwilling to do so. He formed a gang within the Demon Cult, and his ambitions are clearly revealed. Jiang Shang will naturally not turn a blind eye and suppress him with thunderous means.

I thought Feng Lingyue could wake up to this point, but unexpectedly, this stimulated his ambition, tempered his state of mind, and made his cultivation grow day by day, until Jiang Shang succeeded to the figure ten years later, that day Feng Lingyue did a good job A big event that shook the entire Great Yanjiang Lake.

Lead the five poisons to break away from the demon sect and establish the five poisons gate.

At that time, it can be said that this incident caused a thousand waves in the Dayan River and Lake. You must know that the Demon Cult at that time was like a fish in water in Dayan.

Afterwards, the Demon Cult regarded the Five Poisons Sect as a thorn in its side, a thorn in its flesh, and Tianzong dispatched most of its masters just to kill Feng Lingyue.

As a result, Tianzong suffered heavy losses, even Duanmu Xinghua almost died at the hands of Feng Lingyue.

Just when Jiang Shang was about to do it himself, Ye Ding of the Zhenyi Sect also started down the mountain.

At that time, the atmosphere in Jianghu was extremely tense. One of the True One Sect and the Demon Sect was righteous, and the other was evil, which almost represented half of the Great Yanjiang Lake. Once a war broke out, there would be huge waves.

In the end, Jiang Shang still did not choose to make a move. After all, there is the Human Emperor behind the Zhenyi Sect. If the Demon Sect really wants to go to war, the chances of winning are not great, but the Five Poisons Sect is like a thorn deeply pierced into the hearts of all the members of the Demon Sect. among.

Now more than 30 years have passed, and the Five Poison Sect has become the seven major sects on the Great Yanjiang Lake, and Feng Lingyue also stopped meddling in common matters after the Demon Cult withdrew from the Dayan Jianghu.

In the eyes of many people in the Jianghu, Feng Lingyue has become a myth of the Jianghu, an insurmountable mountain.

A character who wanders between good and evil is like the Five Poisons, and there are mixed praises and criticisms in the world.

Some people say that the Five Poisons Sect is a branch of the Demon Sect, and it is an evil sect. Others say that the Five Poisons Sect's skills are mysterious, profound, and majestic. Feng Lingyue can lead the Five Poisons out of the Demon Sect.

"meet again."

An Jing's face was as calm as water, but secretly he frowned slightly.

"Yeah, we meet again."

Feng Lingyue exhaled lightly.

He admired the ghost swordsman in front of him very much, and he didn't know why he could see a shadow of himself on him.

The difference is that he was facing the Demon Sect, but he was facing the Shinichi Sect.

The black flood dragon slowly floated up, and An Jing also stood at the same height as Feng Lingyue, "I never thought that a person as big as Feng Patriarch would be willing to be a pawn of the Zhenyi Sect."

"piece?"

Feng Lingyue shook her head, "Maybe so, but how many people in this world can play chess? They are not the ones who play chess. They are on the chessboard and can only be manipulated and controlled by others."

In this huge world, there are a few characters who are real chess players. Even if they reach the cultivation level of a master, can they do whatever they want and be lawless?

In this world, there are rules. Feng Lingyue is already a mythical figure in Jianghu, but she still can't be the person who sets the rules.

"It really disappoints me."

An Jing laughed loudly, "I heard Old Man Lou said that Patriarch Feng was also a person who was not afraid of the sky and the earth when he was young."

Hearing this, Feng Lingyue was silent for a while, before saying: "I am not afraid of Tianzong, I am not afraid of Jiang Shang, but I have to be afraid of the old man of the Demon Sect, and the thousands of disciples of the Five Poison Sect have to be afraid of it." , under the general trend of rolling waves, the Five Poison Sect has no choice but to be afraid."

"The inheritance of the five poisonous ancestors can be broken in anyone's hands, but it cannot be broken in the hands of the old man. This is the old man's promise to the five poisonous ancestors."

Why doesn't he want to be a man who stands upright, but a mountain of the Five Poison Sect has already weighed on his shoulders.

The general trend is inevitable.

It's just eight words, but it has a feeling of helplessness, which others can't understand without being in front of them.

Such a big demon sect, how can he deal with it?

Both the Demon Sect and the True One Sect have thousands of years of accumulation, but what about Feng Lingyue?How to resist these behemoths?

"I see."

An Jing nodded, and said softly: "Senior Qingfeng, since you're here, come out."

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

He only heard the sound of the wind, and then a light and agile figure descended from a distance. His head was full of gorgeous hair like silver threads, his face was ruddy, and his eyes had no emotion at all.

This person is the old man Qingfeng, the old man of Dayan Jiang Husu, and a top expert who has been famous for a long time.

"I heard that you are the grandson of Lou Xiangzhen."

The old man Qingfeng looked at An Jing, and said in a deep voice: "Originally, this old man didn't want to do anything to you, even if the ashes were thrown away, there are still many people in this world who laugh at me behind my back, but Shinichi taught me a benefit that this old man can't refuse .”

An Jing laughed loudly, "Since you are going to kill people, you should be clean and tidy, and you don't need to make excuses for what you don't have, which will only increase the number of jokes."

The old man Qingfeng took a deep breath, "I don't want to kill you, I only capture you."

The Shinichi Sect made it very clear that they wanted a living ghost swordsman.

An Jing's smile faded, and his expression suddenly became a little cold: "Falling into the hands of the Zhenyi Sect is no different from death?"

He killed so many masters of the Zhenyi Sect, and the two sides have long had an indelible hatred. If he fell into the hands of the Zhenyi Sect, how could it end well?

The old man Qingfeng shook his head, and didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, he stretched out his right hand behind his left hand: "Come on, let this old man experience the demeanor of a sword fairy in the world, and it will be the last time I show you respect."

An Jing looked at Feng Lingyue and said: "Senior Feng also saw the black flood dragon. In this way, if the black flood dragon under my seat doesn't make a move, Senior Feng doesn't have to make a move. How about saving your energy?"

Others don't know that the black flood dragon has no soul, but An Jing knows it very well.

If you are fighting old man Qingfeng and also controlling the black flood dragon, you will inevitably run out of skills.

Feng Lingyue took a look at the black flood dragon. She still vividly remembered the fierce battle against the black flood dragon. At that time, the black flood dragon was about to transform into form and showed impressive strength. Now that it has stabilized, its strength will definitely go further.

Anyway, his main purpose is to hold back the black flood dragon, since he can save a lot of effort, why not do it?

"it is good."

Thinking of this, Feng Lingyue nodded slightly, and said: "As long as this strange beast doesn't make a move, Feng won't make a move."

"Then let me experience the strength of a master master."

An Jing looked at old man Qingfeng with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere between heaven and earth froze, and a great pressure seemed to contain the wind.

An Jing's heart sank, this pressure was three points stronger than when he fought against Puhui Bodhisattva.

The old man Qingfeng is a master, even though he has practiced for many years, he is still a master, and it is difficult to make progress.