Is it time to stop or Jin Wushen’s sword that did not affect this waterfall? Sikong Zifu couldn’t figure it out, which made his head a little swollen.●⌒,

He even felt a sense in his heart, that is, Jin Wushen came to him with a sword, and he could feel the sword of Jin Wushen?

Jin Wushen broke the calm around him, he let out a chuckle, and then gently waved his hand to the stagnant waterfall.

A drop of water fell into Jin Wushen's hand. Although I don't know why Jin Wushen left this drop of water, judging from the position of Sikong Zi Talisman, Jin Wushen's current expression was still very happy.

"Congratulations to the great master for his great improvement in his cultivation." Sikong Zi Fu hesitated for a moment, and finally bowed to Jin Wushen.

Jin Wushen smiled, and did not turn his head, but said lightly: "What's wrong with Your Majesty?"

Although the words Your Majesty sound very majestic, in Jin Wushen's mouth, it is actually just a title like A Cat and A Dog.

This was not what Jin Wushen said himself, but the feeling that Sikong Zifu himself felt, and he felt that his feelings were very accurate.

However, these are not very important to Sikong Zi Talisman. For him, the most important thing now is what he wants to say.

"Master, something happened to the patriarchal meeting. Elder Jin went to Dingzhou to mediate the riots between the aristocratic families and was killed by Zheng Ming."

Speaking of this, a hint of sadness and anger appeared in Sikong Zi Fu's expression.

The originally calm Jin Wushen suddenly aroused his clothes. Sikong Zi Fu felt a loud murderous intent, which directly enveloped his heart. Under this rolling murderous intent, Sikong Zi Fu felt fear.

His body was trembling and his forehead began to sweat. Although he was the king of the Great Jin Dynasty, if he was really killed by Jin Wushen, then he would have to die in vain.

There is no place to reason, because there is no one who reasons at all.

"I didn't send Elder Jin to Dingzhou. He... He went there after hearing the Wang family's instigation." After saying the last sentence, Sikong Zifu felt relieved.

However, the price he breathed a sigh of relief was that he offended the entire Wang family.

But this is his good looks. Although the Wang family is powerful, he still chose Jin Wushen.

"You are very good!" Jin Wushen said this, turned his head, and he smiled faintly at Sikong Zi Fu, "You go back and tell the old ghost of the Wang family, and I will tell you that before tomorrow, I want their heads."

"He won't send it, I'll pick it up by myself!"

The head of the Wang family is definitely not the most important person in the Wang family, but his status is in the top ten.

More importantly, the head of the Wang family represents the face of the Wang family. Not to mention the Sikong Zi Fu, even the ancestor of the Sikong family does not have the ability to decide the life and death of the Wang family.

But now, Jin Wushen wanted the head of the Wang family with just one word, which made Sikong Zifu's heart tremble for a moment.

The status of the head of the Wang family is not much lower than that of his king. The head of the Wang family is not very valuable now, which also shows that the head of his king is not too valuable.

For Jin Wushen, it is the same thing as a saying.

At this time, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that although he had caused trouble in Dingzhou first, he did not incite the sect's sect to take action, nor did he incite the elder Jin.

As Jin Wushen's only nephew living in the world, although Elder Jin has poor cultivation and is greedy for money and lust, no one dared to provoke this Elder Jin in the huge Jin Dynasty.

Because everyone knows that provoking him is equivalent to provoking Jin Wushen.

The reason why the head of the Wang family used this elder Jin was that he was too smart and felt that he dared not move, Zheng Ming did not dare to move either.

But in the end, the elder Jin died! He died in Dingzhou and at the hands of Zheng Ming.

After receiving the news of Elder Jin's death, Sikong Zifu was greatly surprised. You must know that he had thoughts of using Elder Jin in his mind, but as the king of a country, he had developed a prudence over the years that he had suppressed this idea.

However, unexpectedly, the overly smart head of the Wang family used the beautiful Jinzhu to invite the elder Jin to Dingzhou.

Elder Jin, who was used to being domineering in the Great Jin Dynasty, was really stupid. He didn't think about where Dingzhou was. He thought that his uncle was Jin Wushen, so no one dared to touch him.

So he went to Dingzhou majestic and lost his life.

His death now also caused the death of the head of the Wang family.

"Zi Fu obeys the order, let's go to the Wang family and announce your old decision." Sikong Zi Fu bowed and bowed, his voice full of solemnity.

At this moment, Sikong Zi Fu felt the importance of strength again. He fought with the head of the Wang family for more than a day or two. Many times, the head of the Wang family made him so angry that he felt like he was exploded.

But facing the head of the Wang family, there is only one thing he can do, that is tolerate! Tolerance!

As the king, he thought that he could speak the Dharma, just like Jin Wushen, directly determine the life and death of the head of the Wang family. Then he said with great domineering words, if it doesn't work, I will take it myself.

Jin Wushen did not say anything anymore, and Sikong Zifu didn't even think of straightening up at this moment. He bowed properly, waiting for Jin Wushen's further orders.

"You give this drop of water to Brother Xiongba, just say that I will ask him to fight at the top of Canglang on the Mid-Autumn Festival!" Jin Wushen's voice was extremely calm, but hearing Sikong Zifu's heart made Sikong Zifu's body tremble continuously.

Fight!

The two strongest peak existences within the Great Jin Dynasty are finally about to fight, the top of Canglang Mountain, the highest place in the Great Jin Dynasty!

The two strongest men of the Great Jin Dynasty will be at the top of Canglang to determine who is the strongest men of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Although Sikong Zi Fu has always speculated that after the battle in the capital, Jin Wushen will definitely have a big battle with the Xiongba, he did not expect that this big battle would appear at this time!

Thinking of the decisive battle between the two strongest men, Sikong Zifu felt that the blood in his heart was rolling. Although he was not qualified to participate in this top-notch battle, his heart was full of yearning.

He Sikong Zi Talisman, hoping that he could participate in this strongest battle. He Sikong Zi Talisman, hopes that he could one day fight with others at the top of Canglang.

"The purple talisman will definitely hand over this thing to Mr. Xiongba!" As Sikong Zi Talisman spoke, he took something from Jin Wushen's hand.

This thing is light, a little cool, and a little smaller.

No. It cannot be said that this is one thing, because it is two, but Sikong Zi Fu thinks that he is better to call it one thing.

Because, although it is now two sections, it can even be called two drops of water, in fact, it is just a drop of water.

The battle letter sent by Jin Wushen with Xiongba was actually a drop of water, a drop of water that was cut into two pieces by the silent sword energy just now.

Although this drop of water is in the palm of Sikong Zi Fu's palm now, there is no sign of this drop of water that wants to merge.

Even this drop of water looks like there is no sign of fusion. Although they are tightly bonded together, there is an invisible straight line between them.

This line directly divides the drop of water into two sections. Sikong Zi Talisman could not feel the mystery of this drop of water. But he knew that there must be a shocking sword technique hidden in this.

Jin Wushen nodded, then waved at Sikong Zi Talisman, indicating that Sikong Zi Talisman could leave.

Although Sikong Zi Fu was under great pressure in front of the first person in the Great Jin Dynasty, he was still willing to have more contact with this first person.

But Jin Wushen did not give him a chance, so Sikong Zifu could only suppress this idea in his heart and then say goodbye and leave.

"Your Majesty, be at ease, Ying Kang has something to do. I hope Your Majesty can help!" Zhuo Ying Kang said in a deep voice as Sikong Zi Fu was about to turn around.

Zhuo Yingkang is a disciple of Jin Wushen, and he is also a disciple that Jin Wushen values ​​more. Therefore, Sikong Zifu has a great fondness for Zhuo Yingkang, and he will not refuse Zhuo Yingkang's request.

"Young Master Zhuo has any requirements, even if you say it out, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you."

Zhuo Yingkang drew his sword, and the sword light was like a cloud, rolling directly towards the stone wall not far away. In the moment when the sword light was dazzling, Zhuo Yingkang took back the long sword.

A stone bead appeared in Zhuo Yingkang's hand. The bead was only the size of a baby's fist and looked like it was full of Hunyuan.

Although this kind of bead is not a treasure, it can also be regarded as a handicraft. However, the bead fell into Sikong Zi Fu's eyes, which made his expression move.

Although Zhuo Yingkang's sword just now did not contain any sword intent, Sikong Zi Fu knew that this sword was not simple.

The sword technique that can cut a stone into a stone bead in an instant is not an ordinary sword technique. This kind of sword technique is not only fast, but more importantly, the person who uses the sword technique controls the sword moves.

Sikong Zi Fu has practiced swords and has also had extraordinary achievements in swordsmanship. However, at this moment, Sikong Zi Fu's face showed a look of surprise.

He couldn't do this, let alone him, not to mention him, not many of the swordsmen he had met could do this.

Can Xie Lingfeng be?

Xie Lingfeng didn't practice swords, he probably couldn't do this! As for the others, Sikong Zi Fu shook his head gently.

"Master, my disciple and Zheng Ming have some grudges. I hope to resolve the grudges between us with Master before you challenge Xiongba." Zhuo Yingkang respectfully looked at Jin Wushendao.

Jin Wushen looked at the stone ball, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Although you are a little too early to challenge Zheng Ming, this sword technique can be used."

Sikong Zi Fu took a breath. He didn't expect that this kind of sword technique would be just a useful one in Jin Wushen's eyes.

After Jin Wushen agreed, he put away the stone bead, then respectfully bowed and said goodbye to Jin Wushen. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!