Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 441: Sorry, missed

Xiaoxishan.

The mountain torrents are rolling.

A cliff backed by rain, the rain is slightly less.

The torrent coming down from the mountain roared down from the low-lying places on both sides of the cliff. Because of the large vertical drop of the terrain, a waterfall was formed, and its sound was thunderous and deafening.

At the bottom of the cliff, a stone cave was dug out.

I don't know where it leads.

Some people in ragged clothes, yellow and emaciated, carrying bamboo baskets, kept coming in and out of the cave, and placed the ore at the entrance of the cave, which was inspected and accepted by a special person.

Twenty armored police officers guarded the entrance of the cave.

In a temporary tent, the Xuanwen formation is in operation, the small enchantment shields the rain, the tent is dry and clean, and the lights are warm and bright.

Sitting in front of the table, Ying Wuji looked at the scroll in his hand and said, "Why is the speed of mining so slow? It has been six days, and such a rich mine has only dug out two thousand catties of black stones. Satisfied."

A look of panic appeared on the guard's face. ,

He quickly explained: "My lord, it is really because of the shortage of manpower, the ground seeps, and the depth of the mine is difficult to dig. Under the urging of the whip, one-third of the original miners have been killed or injured, and the people of the Wu family have also died. Forcibly rushed into the mine to mine, and the refugees and victims in the city have been properly settled by the Yunmeng City official, and they will no longer run around, and it is not easy to catch..."

Ying Wuji looked ruthless, and said: "Once the general is successful, his bones will be destroyed, and sacrifices are inevitable. The order will be passed on. If the people in the mine do not dig less than fifty catties a day, they will not be allowed to eat..."

"Yes, my lord."

The guard didn't dare to raise his head, and said hastily.

"Also, you lead the team yourself and go to the city to grab labor for me. I don't care what method you use. Before sunset today, bring a hundred people back, no matter men, women, old or young, as long as they are alive..."

Eagle Wuji said.

"Yes, my lord."

The guards responded tremblingly, turned around with grim faces, and went out to handle errands.

"You are crazy..."

Wu Fenggu, a fat man with a blue nose and swollen face, couldn't help but said.

The fat watermelon was being tied to a stone pillar beside the tent at this time, and he couldn't help asking loudly: "As the chief of the police department, you actually did such a lawless thing? What are you doing? This is a crime!"

Ying Wuji's eyes moved to Wu Fenggu.

If it wasn't for keeping the fat man to cooperate with him in suing Lin Beichen and finding a way to regain the ownership of the Xuanshi vein, he would have slaughtered the fat pig long ago.

In order to dig mines these days, he spared no effort at all costs. He just killed more than a dozen people. Be honest.

How dare you question yourself at this time?

It seems that the beatings are not enough.

Ying Wuji stood up slowly, looked at Wu Fenggu, the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a hint of joking, and said: "I heard that you wrote a letter yesterday, did you send it out?"

Wu Fenggu's heart trembled.

Being noticed?

The fat man gritted his teeth, glared and admitted: "Yes, I wrote a letter and sent it to Lin Beichen. He is the one favored by God and will definitely come to you. When the time comes, your crime If exposed, it is impossible to escape the sanctions of the imperial law."

"Hehehehe..."

Ying Wuji laughed disdainfully, and said, "You fat pig, didn't you keep saying that you want to cooperate with me in dealing with Lin Beichen?"

"Bah, you really think I'm a pig."

Wu Fenggu smashed the pot and cursed: "I saw with my own eyes that you killed so many people in order to catch up with work and mine, even if you help you get the property rights of the mine, you will not let me go... Besides , like you occupy a high position but are ruthless and ruthless. Even if I, Wu Fenggu, were to be hacked into pieces and die 110,000 times, I would definitely not cooperate with you."

Ying Wuji smiled cruelly, and said: "What about your family? Although I sent you to the mine, at least they are not dead. Don't you think about them?"

"Haha, to tell you the truth, I have an illegitimate child outside."

Wu Fenggu said proudly: "In the past there was one, but now there are several, and they have spread out. What are you afraid of? It's lucky that I can keep the blood of Xishan Xiguawu. As for the others, I, Wu Fenggu, will accompany you." Let them die... you devil, you will suffer retribution."

"Oh?"

Ying Wuji was quite surprised and said: "To be honest, I am surprised that you are so tough. How about it, if you kneel down and beg me, I will let you live, how about it?"

"Bah, I believe you a ghost."

Wu Fenggu laughed disdainfully.

"There is only one chance."

Ying Wuji joked: "If you don't try it, how would you know?"

Wu Fenggu was startled.

The former Education Department official said hesitantly: "I don't study much, don't lie to me..."

If you can live, who wants to be a martyr?

A sneer flashed in Ying Wuji's eyes, and just as he was about to say something, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and the guard who led the order before returned to the tent step by step.

And it came back backwards.

"What's going on? Huh..."

Ying Wuji's expression changed, and he was about to scold him, but he saw another person, who also came in slowly step by step behind the guard.

White clothes.

The clothes are better than the snow.

There is a sword on the back.

He has a handsome face and a noble temperament.

It's just a pair of sleeves hanging limply on the shoulders, and the sleeves are empty, obviously the arms have been broken.

"It's you... Mr. Jiang."

Ying Wuji's complexion changed, and he said: "You...why are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Jiang Ziliu, one of the Four Great Sword Slaves.

"Come to Mr. Eagle and ask one thing."

Jiang Ziliu's gaze swept across the tent, paused for a while on Wu Fenggu, and landed on Ying Wuji, his eyes were calm and indifferent.

Ying Wuji's expression flickered, and he laughed immediately, and said: "Quick, Mr. Jiang, please sit down. If you have anything to ask, but it's okay to ask. The next official will know everything and say everything." /

Jiang Ziliu nodded and said, "Thank you very much."

He stood still, and said: "I want to know, the means of arresting Lin Beichen's relatives and friends back then may not necessarily be Lin Beichen's signature on the life and death certificate, is it Master Ying who did it?"

"This..."

Ying Wuji hesitated a little, and said: "In the abandoned warehouse of the Hai Clan, I do know the forces that arrested Lin Beichen's relatives and friends, but it was not me."

"Oh?"

Jiang Ziliu said, "Who is that?"

Ying Wuji is a little bit obstinate

Yu, said: "Since Mr. Jiang asked, then I will say that the two people, Yin Yang Scholar and Yan Shi Mei Xing, belong to King Hai'an. Lin Beichen killed the grandson of King Hai'an, and then killed Xinjin." The lord's son, how can the two forces let it go, and naturally sent a master to deal with Lin Beichen!"

Jiang Ziliu listened, lowered his head and thought for a while.

"No."

He raised his head again and said, "To deal with Lin Beichen, why not kill him directly, but force him to sign a life and death certificate?"

Ying Wuji smiled slightly and said: "They want to save some effort. After all, this dude has an unusual background and is a god-favored person. He is easy to poke trouble, so he borrowed Mr. Jiang's hand to get rid of Lin Lin. Beichen is the best choice."

Jiang Ziliu nodded, and said: "Then the second question, Yin Yang Scholar and Yan Shi Mei Xing, when they came to Yunmeng City, they were unfamiliar with the place, so short, how could they be in less than a short time?" In one day, did you find out the connection between Gong Gong's family and Lin Beichen?"

Ying Wuji's smile was a little unnatural.

Jiang Ziliu said: "Master Ying was the one who advised them, right?"

"Hehe, since Mr. Jiang guessed it, I won't hide it."

Ying Wuji laughed dryly and said, "That's right, I pointed out a way for them... Hehe, everyone's goal is to let Lin Beichen die. If that's the case, why not join hands."

Jiang Ziliu shook his head and said firmly, "Wrong."

"Wrong"

"The way is different, don't conspire with each other."

"Hehe, Mr. Jiang, in my opinion, our way seems to be the same."

"That's what you think, not me."

"Okay... If that's the case, then I have nothing to say."

"In fact, Master Ying not only advised them, but also sent people to participate in the kidnapping operation?"

"I don't know what Mr. Jiang is talking about."

"I investigated the site of the abandoned warehouse, and found some traces, which are only found on the bodyguards of Master Ying. According to rumors, the six masters who died at the scene must be the people around Master Ying."

"Mr. Jiang, I have already said what I need to say. I can't say more. If Mr. Jiang has nothing else to do, please go back. I'm afraid I need to rest for a while. Ah...hehe."

"I caused such a huge misunderstanding because of a joke, making Lin Beichen think that Gong Gong's incident was planned by me. An explanation..."

"What does Mr. Jiang mean?"

"Master Ying, please come with me to explain the whole story to Lin Beichen, and return my innocence."

"This...hehe, I have important matters to attend to, and I have no time to spare myself, so I'm sorry."

Ying Wuji's expression gradually became tough.

In the final analysis, the only reason to treat a **** who has lost his arms so politely is because he belongs to Wei Mingchen, but Jiang Ziliu, whose strength has plummeted from now on, is doomed to lose power in front of Wei Mingchen up.

You don't have to be too polite.

"Is something important?"

A trace of sarcasm appeared on Jiang Ziliu's face, and he said: "If it is important to force innocent people to mine or die here, then what are those low-level officials in the city who come to rescue disasters and people in the wind and rain? ?”

Ying Wuji sneered, and said: "Everyone works for Mr. Wei, you walk your way well, and I steer my boat well. Since you can't help each other, then don't interfere with each other, otherwise, there will be trouble In the ears of Mr. Wei, I'm afraid that they don't look good on each other."

Jiang Ziliu's expression suddenly became lonely.

"Ah..."

He sighed and said: "Actually, I don't understand why the young master would use such a dirty and despicable wild dog like you. He should be a **** who wants to be bright and righteous, and shine everywhere. Contaminated with dust and dirt."

Ying Wuji's expression became gloomy and stern: "Young Master Jiang, because you and I work together, and there is still half of the meaning of robes, I will bear with you three points. If you still speak so rudely, then stop." I blame the official for losing face."

"Robe Ze?"

Jiang Ziliu smiled lightly.

He raised his head abruptly, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and said, "You deserve it too?"

Ying Wuji was obviously very angry, with a sneer on his face.

Jiang Ziliu said: "Since you admit that you are collaborating with the yin and yang scholar, then let me think about Lin Beichen and explain it clearly. As for how he will deal with you, that is a matter between you."

"What if I say no?"

Ying Wuji sneered.

Jiang Ziliu said: "Then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

"Your subordinates are ruthless?"

Ying Wuji laughed out loud.

"Jiang, do you still have hands? It's hard to persuade you, you **** ghost, you are already a waste, and the Zhu Bishi who protected you is also dead, hehe, someone, give me the whole lunatic Take it."

One order.

Four police officers rushed in from outside the tent.

They are all great martial arts masters.

He is Ying Wuji's confidant.

Jiang Ziliu's eyes flashed, and his shoulders moved slightly.

Phew!

The long sword is unsheathed behind the back.

The sword light flashed.

"Ah..."

The four guards screamed in unison, the wrist holding the sword was already dripping with blood, the tendon in his hand was severed by the sword light, and they retreated pale.

"Whoever blocks me will die."

Jiang Ziliu stopped drinking.

The unsheathed long sword seemed to have a spirit, whizzed in the air, drew a sword light, and stabbed Ying Wuji straight.

Like a god.

"You are courting death."

Ying Wuji was furious, and pressed the hilt of the long sword on his waist with his backhand.

Clang!

The long sword is unsheathed.

Ding ding ding!

There was nothing left in the tent.

The long sword whistling in the air was sent flying back.

Ying Wuji sneered and said: "You kind of trash, staying by the young master's side is just a waste of resources, why don't I clean up the trash for the young master today...die!"

He is like lightning, bursting with profound energy, and aggressive with a sword.

To be able to sit in the position of the chief of the police department, in addition to being slick and long-sleeved and good at dancing, one's own strength is also the most important factor. The peak martial artist level can be regarded as stepping on the threshold of a martial arts master.

In the past, when he met Jiang Ziliu, he was naturally far from an opponent.

But now?

It's just a waste with both arms chopped off.

How to be your opponent?

Ying Wuji's heart was full of murderous intent, and his sword was merciless.

The rapid burst of sword energy and strong wind directly blasted the tent.

"It's over, it's over, Jiang Ziliu is going to die..."

Wu Fenggu, who was tied to a pillar on one side, wailed in his heart.

Finally, a savior came. It only takes a little bit of wisdom to change the situation. Who knew that Jiang Ziliu's mind was filled with slop, and he was still so horizontal without his hands. up.

However——

The next moment.

The river flows forward instead of retreating.

With a movement of the shoulders, the long sleeves flew up and wrapped around the hilt of the long sword that had been thrown back. It was actually more flexible than a normal person's arm.

Ying Wuji only felt a blur in front of his eyes.

Have not realized what happened yet.

Chi Chi!

Two touches of coolness passed over the wrist.

Immediately, a faint blood mist sprayed out.

Ying Wuji let out a loud cry, the long sword in his hand fell, and he staggered back. When he looked down, the tendons in his hands had been severed, and his hands were trembling weakly.

"You..."

He was horrified.

I didn't expect a **** with a broken arm to be so terrifying.

If you try your best, you are no match for this person.

Wu Fenggu on one side trembled with excitement.

You actually won?

I saw Jiang Ziliu's face was stern, and he stepped forward again.

Shoulders move again.

The sleeve rolled up the long sword, and the light of the sword pointed directly at Ying Wuji's brow.

"Not good..."

Ying Wuji retreated wildly, and at the same time shouted: "My lord, save me..."

The voice did not fall.

Wow!

A beam of bright sword light, Zhuoran, appeared from the distant flood river, and in an instant, it cut to Jiang Ziliu's eyes.

Jiang Ziliu's complexion changed.

His shoulders shook continuously.

The sleeve drives the long sword, constantly drawing sword light.

The sword energy howled.

Clusters of sparks exploded wildly in the sky.

It's like a moment when a white horse passes through the gap——

Hey!

The sleeve was cut off.

The long sword let out a mournful cry, and shot out, piercing into a cliff ten meters away, as deep as the handle.

Jiang Ziliu retreated.

There was a sword mark on the face, and the cheek was cut open, and the blood gradually leaked out, flowing down the face.

In front of Ying Wuji, at unknown time, a middle-aged man in a toga with a high crown appeared.

The smell is amazing.

It's like a beast that chooses people and loves them.

Exudes an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

It is Jiang Fan, the third of the Four Great Sword Slaves [Sword of Heavenly Walk].

"Hehehe, I have long wanted to draw a scar on that beautiful face of yours, but unfortunately the boss has been protecting it all the time. Hehe, now that the boss is dead and you are useless, finally my wish has come true." /

Jiang Fan smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Ziliu said: "You want to protect this kind of person?"

Jiang Fan said: "What kind of person, that kind of person... Hehe, I only know that Ying Wuji is working for the young master, so you can't touch him."

Jiang Ziliu said: "What if I have to move?"

"If you touch him, you are making your son an enemy."

Jiang Fan said indifferently: "My sword will kill every enemy of the young master, no matter who he is or what his identity is."

Jiang Ziliu suppressed his anger, and said, "Have you ever thought that the young master will make mistakes, and someone needs to remind him."

"Hehehehe..."

Jiang Fan smiled lightly, with disdain in his eyes, and said: "Just based on your words, I can kill you ten thousand times. The young master never makes mistakes. He is a **** walking in the world. The one who is always the enemy of the young master."

Jiang Ziliu sighed deeply and said, "It's beyond stupid."

The loneliness and sadness on his face became more and more intense, and he said: "Young master is flattered and flattered by people like you, that's why he made mistakes."

Jiang Fan said: "Since you say that, then go to hell."

After speaking, the long sword in his hand stabbed out again.

This sword, like the light of the sky, is dazzling, and instantly makes the whole valley seem to have a small sun rising.

"Mamaipi..."

Wu Fenggu, who was originally hopeful, couldn't help but swear.

Who can bear this **** repeated polar reversal.

Little heart can't stand such torture.

Jiang Ziliu took a deep breath.

He knew that he would probably die here in a few days.

However, at this moment——

Boom!

A thunderous sound sounded.

It looks familiar.

Jiang Ziliu's heart trembled.

I saw Jiang Fan's shoulder suddenly burst into blood.

Half of the shoulder was blasted open, and under the scorched black fuzzy flesh and blood, broken bones could be seen.

"Lin Beichen!!!"

Jiang Fan let out a roar, and retreated.

Such a voice, such a power.

Not only Jiang Ziliu, Jiang Fan's heart is also engraved in his heart.

One-handed sword seal.

Only Lin Beichen's one-handed sword seal has such power.

Sure enough, I saw a young man in a green shirt, handsome as a demon, coming out of the woods next to him, with a proud face, but he pretended to be calm, and said frightenedly: "I'm sorry, for a while The hand slipped, and the shot missed..."

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