Fairy, I really am a villain!

Shouldn't you prioritize dealing with Master Xuan Ku's affairs over your own martial arts training?"

"Brother Xizhi, you are wrong. I am doing this for your own good." Zhenrong waved his hand. "As everyone knows, you are the most suspected person at the moment. I am giving you some time to work. If you really find out something...tsk tsk."

"What do you mean by operation? You are slandering me!"

Jiang Xizhi could never have imagined that questioning someone in public would lead to such a result. His face flushed, as if he had been slapped in the face by the eyes of the people around him.

This reaction was exactly what Zhenrong wanted. He smashed the wine jar on the ground and laughed, "How about this, Brother Xizhi, let's have a sparring match.

If you win, I will do my best to investigate the case;

If you lose, don't rush me. I will make my own arrangements. How do you think?"

"It's a deal!" Jiang Xizhi pulled out his sword with force.

...

...

The Longxing Escort Agency arrived at Baihua Manor. Luo Ting gave a wink, and Wang Xiong took a few men to find an inn, put the goods there, and take care of the horses.

After Fang Xiwen heard the news, she immediately rushed to the banquet venue with Luo Ting.

As a result, the two were stopped at the door and were not allowed to enter.

The gatekeeper pointed inside with his nose raised high. A noisy voice came from inside: "We are inviting young talents to the banquet. Since you two don't have an invitation and... well, please go back."

A young man and an old man in black clothes and breeches, are here begging for food?

The two of them naturally understood the servant's subtext. Luo Ting crossed his arms with a slight amusement, said nothing, and watched coldly, wanting to see how he would deal with it.

Fang Xiwen pointed at himself and said seriously, "I am the young talent."

"You?" The servant glanced at him from head to toe, "Sir, stop joking..."

choke!

There was a flash of red sword light and the fire dragon roared, as majestic as a prison!

When the servant realized what was happening, his knees went weak and he fell to the ground unconsciously, with cold sweat pouring down his back.

"Go tell your master that Feng Liujian is here to visit."

By the time his pupils refocused, Fang Xiwen had already put away his sword.

Hearing this, the servant hurried over, even falling on the way. He soon returned with a blue face, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Master Fang, the master invites you to come over."

Seeing this, the two looked at each other and smiled helplessly. Luo Ting shook his head: "Everyone says that your title is quite useful."

"Alas, I don't know which bastard came up with this idea..." Fang Xiwen sighed, handed a small bottle to the servant, and said, "Wipe it off. It's my fault for scaring you, but I'm in a hurry, please forgive me."

Amid his surprised and puzzled gaze, the two of them entered the banquet venue.

The center was supposed to be the place for the banquet, but now it was empty and two people were fighting.

One of them was half-covered in a cassock, with bare hands, and his movements were wild and open, showing that his boxing and palm skills were quite impressive; the other was dressed in flowing brocade clothes, and the long sword in his hand rose and fell like the tide, with wave after wave of sword light extending endlessly.

The battle was drawing to a close. Zhen Rong made a mistake and thrust out a heavy palm, as if holding up a Buddhist country. The palm of his hand was ablaze with golden light, and he grabbed the opponent's sword tip, as if he had caught a snake by the weakest point. The sword suddenly became "soft";

"The third move of Buddha Heart Palm, 'Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers', has the meaning of external scenery. In the awakening stage, it is manifested as a specialization in locking onto weapons, making it invincible. He is already close to perfection." Luo Ting is knowledgeable and commented casually.

Seeing that he had seized the opponent's weapon, Zhen Rong moved sideways, with golden light flashing on his index and middle fingers, and was about to point at the opponent; but Jiang Xizhi suddenly slapped the hilt of the sword, and the long sword shot out and went straight to the mask on his chest!

Seeing this, Zhenrong had to change direction and pointed a finger at the sword, trying to use his finger force to change its direction.

As a result, Jiang Xizhi grabbed the hilt of the sword first and used the "All Flows Return to the Origin" move, borrowing the fierce finger force to transform it into sword power, and slammed it forward together with his own true energy!

"Pretty!"

Someone in the field shouted unconsciously.

Faced with this sword move that was almost equivalent to the combined strength of two people, Zhen Rong could only slap out a palm in a hurry, and it was difficult to parry. Finally, before the long sword hit his neck, Jiang Xizhi stopped the move, stepped back a few steps, bowed and said: "Thank you."

"I have practiced the Golden Bell Guard, so even if I am hit by your sword, it won't hurt me." Zhen Rong looked a little indignant. But even though he said so, in terms of pure sparring, he was definitely defeated.

"I think the agreement we just made should stand." Jiang Xizhi didn't look proud at all, and bowed politely again.

As a result, the voices of the guests around gradually died down - no matter what, Master Canglang had indeed won the battle beautifully and there was nothing to criticize.

Seeing this, a sharp light flashed in Zhenrong's eyes, as if he was about to speak. He opened his mouth, while Jiang Xizhi waited attentively, a little nervous.

Whizzing!

"careful!"

Suddenly, a clear voice was heard, and a red dragon was thrown out from the crowd and hit Zhen Rong. Then a golden light chased after him like chasing the stars and the moon, and the long sword was cut down with a crisp bang!

"Invisible Qi?!" a cry of surprise came from the crowd.

There was a bang, and Zhenrong slapped the sword away with a bad look on his face. He looked at the young man in blue who appeared behind Jiang Xizhi and narrowed his eyes.

This young man had a tall figure and a handsome face. The long sword in his hand shone with a golden glow. At this moment, he held it slanted out, and one could see tiny white marks on the sword.

After being reminded by the previous person, the guests finally understood at this time - Master Canglang was attacked by surprise and was stopped by this person at the critical moment!

"Such a quick reaction, whose general is this?"

"What a handsome sword move, what a handsome young man, even my thing is pulled out!"

"This person cannot be an unknown person. He is definitely on the Human Ranking!!"

The guests suddenly became lively. Jiang Xizhi, the person involved, turned around quickly and saw the person coming. He was stunned for a moment.

His expression became very stiff for a moment, as if he dared not look, and his eyes darted to the sides; but he quickly reacted, his eyebrows moved, and a bright smile appeared on his face, saying: "Xiwen, why are you here?"

"I was honored to have you accompany me for ten miles. Now that I hear that you are in trouble, how can I just sit there and do nothing?" Fang Xiwen was completely unaware and picked up the Scarlet Dragon Roar Sword with a smile, and returned the sword to its sheath together with Fei Guang.

Ten miles to see you off?

Hearing these key words, many old know-it-alls in Jiangzhou reacted immediately. As a person who is closely tied to Master Canglang, his identity is about to be revealed: "Wow, it turns out to be Fenglang Liujian!"

"Mr. Fang, my daughter said she wants to marry you!"

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen's defense was immediately broken. His neck turned red as if it was on fire, and he wanted to flee immediately. However, he was very thick-skinned after all, so he still gritted his teeth and bowed to Zhenrong, saying, "Master Zhenrong."

"Mr. Fang, what was the meaning of that sword just now?" Zhen Rong said with a forced smile, revealing his yellow teeth.

"Haha, of course I'm afraid that someone can't stand losing and will launch a sneak attack again." Seeing that they had come to a familiar area, Fang Xiwen quickly calmed down and said sarcastically, "It was just a small exchange, but you actually used such a despicable method."

"how do I say this?"

"Isn't the invisible energy just now the 'Formless Robbery Finger' of your temple?" Fang Xiwen's smile faded, and he drew out the Feiguang and turned to the guests. As the sword was translucent, the faint marks on it were very obvious.

After hearing this, everyone began to react and looked towards Zhen Rong.

"Using such a sinister move, you don't want to see Xizhi vomit blood, and then say that the injury is a hidden injury suffered in the competition, and then try to get a draw, right?" Fang Xiwen put a accusation on him.

Seeing Zhenrong's ugly face, he apologized in a good-natured voice: "Oh, I have a vicious mind. If I am over-speculating, please forgive me, Master."

Chapter 151 The world is far away

As soon as these words were spoken, the guests began to talk about it.

"Yes, the famous and unique skill of Buddha Heart Finger is this Formless Tribulation Finger! This move is invisible and formless, and it can shoot out a finger wind that hurts people without the need for nine orifices. It is hard to defend against!"

"No wonder it was useless during the battle, it turned out to be waiting here..."

However, Zhen Rong showed an unhappy look on his face and said loudly: "It's not that I don't need it, but the attack of Mr. Jiang is too intensive, so I don't have time to use it. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

"Well, I was the one attacking in the first half," Jiang Xizhi, who had always seemed anxious, had now completely calmed down and even bumped his friend with his shoulder with a smile on his face, "I learned it from you."

"Haha, I still remember the loss," Fang Xiwen also laughed, then looked at Zhenrong, and said as if he suddenly realized something, "That's right. In fact, we can't say that Master Zhenrong did it just because he knows the Wuxiang Jiezhi. This is not right.

When we solve a case, we need to look at the motive and the evidence. If we just rely on one method, wouldn’t it be a false accusation?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience exclaimed "Great!" They all knew that Feng Liujian came to help his friend, but they didn't expect him to attack so quickly.

It seems that he is talking about the invisible energy, but in fact he is warning everyone present - it is true that the Jiang family may be related to the Blood Robe Cult, but what about the motive for the murder, and where is the evidence?

You haven't even figured out your method, yet you're trapping people here. Who the hell do you think you are?

"I can swear to Buddha that I did not use the Formless Tribulation Finger to attack Mr. Jiang just now." Zhen Rong also realized the intention of Fang Xiwen's words, and his face looked even worse.

His goal was to gather young masters here and look for fights. The name of the Blood Robe Cult could attract many righteous people.

If the matter had been resolved early, who would come to fight with him?

"Swearing to the Buddha, it's really credible, but it's a pity that I don't believe in Buddhism," Fang Xiwen shrugged, and changed the subject, "However, what we just did is not only done by the Formless Tribulation Finger.

If all nine orifices are open, and there is protective qi, I think it can be done with the powerful power of control. "

"That's right," Jiang Xizhi understood the meaning of the music, and after a glance, he said coldly, "But we didn't invite such a master to sit in the banquet, and this person sneaked in, and his target was me... Why is that?"

"This person wants to kill people to silence them!" Fang Xiwen clapped his hands vigorously, as if waking up from a dream. "If Xi Zhi dies, we can pin the blame on him! The murderer is among us!"

The two of them sang in unison on the stage, playing the good and bad roles, and argued for a few more words.

Finally, Fang Xiwen concluded and said to Zhenrong with a smile: "Master, clearing yourself of suspicion and tracking down the murderer are now the same thing.

You don’t want people to know that you can’t afford to lose, so that no one is willing to compete with you, right?”

"..." After a moment of silence, Zhen Rong let out a long breath and said, "Mr. Fang is right."

The guests all quieted down at this time, and their eyes looked at the two of them with some changes, especially Feng Liujian who had just arrived.

He has exquisite sword skills and extraordinary reaction. He uses words as swords to press Jinrong step by step, and a few words force him to cooperate... He is truly a man of both wisdom and courage.

At this point the farce ended and the banquet resumed, but it had lost its meaning.

The two friends smiled at each other, without stopping or even looking at Zhenrong, and went out together. They found a restaurant on the street and sat down. They casually ordered two taels of beef and half a catty of rice wine.

During this time, Fang Xiwen did not find Luo Ting in the crowd. Probably because she did not want to disturb them from reminiscing about the past, she went back to the inn first.

When they sat down away from the crowd, Jiang Xizhi finally let out a long sigh, his face slightly pale, and he smiled bitterly: "I'm still not used to places with a lot of people. Xiwen, you're amazing."

"Because I'm shameless."

"Ha, my father likes to call this 'calmness', the style of a great general," Jiang Xizhi laughed and asked, "Are you also one of the young masters who was recruited to come here to sharpen your sword?"

"Hey, you think too highly of me. I just came here to see you," he waved his hand, stuffed a mouthful of beef into his mouth, and said vaguely, "I heard that you were in trouble, so I just happened to pass by here, so I came here."

“…Thank you.”

Although his attitude was casual, the concern in his words was absolutely genuine.

Especially for Jiang Xizhi, who had suffered so much cold stares and rumors, just hearing these words made his eyes steam up. He took a sip of wine very hard, choking and coughing.