Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 292 Shifangmen Kendo f3
Jiang Feng was poking Liu Yunqing's lungs on purpose. Those phonological stones were traps set for Liu Yunqing after research by several of their brothers from the Seven Kills Hall.

In order to recruit a sword cultivator with good cultivation and character, he took great pains. As a result, after this person came to the Seven Kills Hall, he was still an open-mouthed Taoist monk and a closed-mouthed Taoist monk. His ears almost felt like calluses.

"What kind of stone?" Zhang Yunsheng's eyes were calm with a hint of sharpness. She looked at the two of them with a faint smile and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"..."

"It's nothing. Yun Sheng, let's go find the junior sister first." Liu Yunqing's expression was stiff and he touched his nose, subconsciously wanting to skip this matter.

Although he thinks that using the voice stone to find Taoist companions is a good method, and it was indeed put to good use in the final stage of the sect competition, but... the content of his voice is a bit shameful...

He always thought that his fellow Taoist monks found him after listening to the voice stone. The truth was that a fellow sect in the sect where Zhang Yunsheng was now told her that there was a male cultivator who seemed to be her Taoist companion. This made the two People can meet again.

So from the beginning, Zhang Yunsheng didn't know about the voice stone.

Liu Yunqing thought it was better not to know. If she found out, he would find her in the form of a voice stone reward...

"Alas..." He sighed inexplicably.

Jiang Feng glanced at Zhang Yunsheng and was unmoved by the woman's eyes that hid a knife in her smile. He said calmly, "After you go back, finish handling your affairs. If you want to leave the Seven Kills Hall, tell the hall master."

He can't control this.

Jiang Feng joined the Seven Kills Hall for only one reason, to facilitate fighting.

When ordinary monks fight, it is a fight. When he fights, it is called maintaining the order of the cultivation world, and he is always on the front line of killing evil cultivators.

"Let's go and see Jiang Su. Her floating island and medical center have just been repaired. Logically speaking, it's the time when she is busy earning Yuan Stone. She won't leave here. Now she suddenly said that she wants to return to the sect. "There's probably something going on."

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, the coldness on his face remained unchanged, but his steps became faster.

Zhang and Liu's expressions also changed slightly.

They had watched Jiang Su grow up from an infant to a baby. They knew very well what this little junior sister was thinking sometimes and what the words she said meant.

Most likely something happened to the sect.

Jiang Su and Fang Zhe heard the voices of these people and were about to leave for the edge of the floating island. After walking a few steps, they saw the sword cultivator in black clothes with a cold and stern look on his face, and the murderous intention around him was still there.

Jiang Su paused and looked Jiang Fengru's attitude up and down. Seeing that a few of the black hairs on his head were messed up and tangled on his crown, Yang Yang said angrily,
"What's going on? Are you here in such a hurry? The Seven Kills Hall is going to close down. Are you in a hurry to go back and collect the last Yuan Stone?"

Jiang Feng glanced at her and said angrily, "If your medical clinic closes down, even the Seven Kills Hall will not fail."

"Bah, bah, bah, you are so unlucky. Every time you open your mouth, the ashes in your heart are spitting out." Jiang Su coldly scolded.

Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing also walked over, with elders' worries on their faces.

Zhang Yunsheng took the initiative to take her arm and asked in a warm voice, "What's the matter? Susu, your medical clinic... is pretty good. Why do you want to go back to Shifangmen? From what you said before, you didn't want to just do this." Live on a floating island and always live in the Middle Earth?”

Liu Yunqing also expressed concern in a good voice, "I haven't heard of any major events from Shifang Sect, and there is no news at all from Qisha Hall. Where did you hear the rumors, Su Su? What are you going to do?"

Jiang Feng sneered, "You still know the news in the Seven Kills Hall. I thought you entered Wenrou Township and forgot that you were still wearing the Seven Stars Xuanyi."

"..."

"You all know?" Jiang Su suddenly spoke, his eyes bright, staring directly at several people, "Or do you not know?"

?

What does this say? What do you know and don’t know?
Jiang Feng cursed impatiently, "What are you talking about? Something really happened to you?" Jiang Su no longer hid it, her eyes were calm, "Lin Xian is dead."

Her words fell on the few people who were too silent at the moment, like light feathers falling to the ground. Although they were not heavy on people, they made people feel itchy and unbearable.

In an instant, the silence was broken.

"What?" Jiang Feng had the biggest reaction. His eyes widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the long sword in his hand accidentally touched the jade on his waist, making a clanking sound.

After he asked, he seemed to be aware of his identity and would not be too surprised by this person's life and death. After he regained his composure, his expression was as gloomy as before.

"Why did he die? How did you know that? If I remember correctly, he was hanging out with people from Southern Xinjiang. There was a female cultivator who participated in the Shifang Sect competition with him. That female cultivator killed him? "

This time it was Jiang Su's turn to be shocked. Just as she was about to take out the wooden box, she circled around and stared at Jiang Feng with the eyes of a monster, "How do you know?"

"Is it true? He was really killed by that female cultivator?" Jiang Feng asked again.

Jiang Su nodded slightly, then took out the wooden box from the storage bag, opened the lid, and revealed the purple sword inside.

"This is Lin Xian's sword, and now it is also where Lin Xian's soul resides."

Zi Jian's appearance completely caught everyone's attention.

The silver blade was bright, and the lines engraved on the hilt were exquisite and deep. A broken purple gemstone was engraved in the center of the hilt.

"Lin Xian...has become a sword spirit?" Liu Yunqing directly reached out and took out the purple sword, and blurted out as soon as he took it.

"Yes. It's such a rare opportunity in a thousand years. I heard that there are many sword cultivators in this world who want to merge with their own swords. Now he has succeeded." Jiang Su joked.

"Buzz--" the sword sounded.

Suddenly, the sword in Jiang Feng's hand and the sword in Liu Yunqing's hand simultaneously released their own sword energy, sharp and unstoppable.

The name of Liu Yunqing's sword is called Wind Wind. At this moment, the cold wind blows three thousand times, surrounding the other sword in his hand. As it wanders away, the sound of wind is clear.

Jiang Feng's sword is named Duoyun. At this moment, the whole body is filled with an inexplicable heat wave and the light shines brightly. It is really like grabbing the light of the red sun in the sky, and the sword body is as red as blood.

The purple sword can only release a weak sword intention, and it cannot even transform into the shape of the sword intention like the other two swords.

Its sword intent seemed to be sick, wilting and weak, like a dead tree in autumn, its vitality gradually losing its vitality.

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Long time no see."

When Jiang Feng heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and did not respond.

But Lin Xian's words were meant for them.

In the past, several people were still fighting in the rat hole of Shifangmen, but now, by some strange combination of circumstances, he has transformed from a sword-wielding man into a sword spirit.

If a person wants to become a sword spirit, there is only one chance.

death.

After a person dies, the soul floats out of the body, and the Minotaur takes this opportunity to take the person away.

"Damn it... ok." Jiang Feng raised his lips and taunted.