Chapter 537: Purple Flying Sword

As soon as the four words to liquidate Yanzhou were uttered, Master Hou smiled: "You are too vigilant to liquidate Yanzhou? What did he use to liquidate? The situation has become such a mess now, and everyone is in danger. , No one dare to be in trouble at this time. Even Shinweisi is a mess inside. If he wants to liquidate, he must have the strength to liquidate."
"With the strength of the prefecture, is it necessary to fight against the Yanzhou family?"
Hou Ye let out a disdainful laugh, and his eyes flashed coldly: "But this time, Zhu Xiao and Zhao Tianci's failures did cause us a lot of trouble."
"Master Hou, do you think... will the two of you?" Zhang Juan motioned with his eyes as if suddenly thinking of something.
Hou Ye shook his head and said lightly: "Zhao Tianci doesn't know much. Although Zhu Xiao knows the inside story, he dare not say it."
"Furthermore, with Zhu Xiao's cunning level, he will never fall into Mo Shenfeng's hands."
"He knows that once he falls into the hands of Mo Shenfeng, not to mention death, it is very likely that life will be worse than death. Even if he fights his old life, he will escape and never return to the Holy Kingdom of Swallowing Heaven."
Master Hou still knew Zhu Xiao very well. He knew that Zhu Xiao was cunning by nature and had many methods. Even if he missed the assassination, he would never be caught alive.
As for Zhao Tianci?
That was just an abandoned son, and Zhu Xiao didn't fall into Mo Shenzhou's hands, which meant that they were safe.
"But I still feel a little uneasy in my heart." Although he knew that what Hou Ye said was the truth, Zhang Juan was still a little worried.
As a master, you will have a certain premonition for certain upcoming events. This kind of uneasy feeling can never appear out of thin air, so Zhang Juan felt that this banquet tonight might be a bad feast.
Moreover, after all, Mo Shenfeng had half-footed into the level of a top master, and he was able to suppress Yanzhou Zhuqiang with his own power, but he was not a peacemaker. Without the strength and confidence to sweep everything, the complex situation in Yanzhou would have put him in the air a long time ago.
So if the banquet tonight is really Mo Shenfeng wanting to liquidate Yanzhou, Zhang Juan seems to have seen the appearance of that lunatic slaughter.
Master Hou glanced at Zhang Juan and said with a smile: "Mo Shenfeng is very strong, but don't forget, this is Yanzhou."
Zhang Juan was startled, then lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
This is Yanzhou...
In addition to being the fief of King Yan, it is also the world of various families.
The wealthy and powerful classes have been here for many years, and their power is beyond imagination. Not to mention that Mo Shenfeng is only half-footed into the ranks of top masters, even if he is really a top master, in front of the powerful class in Yanzhou, he must honestly clip his tail to be a man.
If King Yan hasn't been abolished, and there is a strong man who has embarked on the road of invincibility as a backer, the Yanzhou family may still give Mo Shenfeng a bit of face. But now that King Yan is abolished, who cares about Mo Shenfeng's Yanzhou Fuzun?
"Okay, don't be so nervous. What is he making? I will know after tonight."
Hou Ye also stood up at this time, and even reached out and patted Zhang Tian’s shoulder, regaining his kind smile: "And don’t forget that those people are powerful, let alone Mo Shenfeng, even Mujing. If they annoy them, there is only one dead end."
Zhang Juan's face twitched and nodded, "I see, Lord Hou."
Hou Ye smiled satisfied, and walked out of the restaurant with his hands behind his back.
But Zhang Juan was silent for a long time, before reaching out to pour himself a glass of wine again.
If you look closely, you will find that his palm is trembling.
He... was scared.
Not afraid of going to Mo Shenfeng's banquet tonight, but afraid of the ‘those people’ mentioned by Hou Ye.
Thinking of the strength of those people, Zhang Juan steadied his palms, drank a full glass of wine without saying a word, and finally let out a long sigh, the anxiety in his heart gradually disappeared.
...
On the long street of the main city of Yanzhou.
Song Bocheng, who was the first to leave the restaurant, stepped on a leisurely pace, and quickly mixed in the crowd, hiding all his aura, like an ordinary citizen.
His model is just dangling, and now it doesn't seem to have the tolerance that a master should have, but it looks like a splash in the market.
Behind him, followed by a few warriors who looked flustered.
Song Bocheng didn't need to look back at all to know why these people followed him.
This is a warning on behalf of the powerful class in Yanzhou.
As the thorn in the Yanzhou clan, Song Bocheng has always played cards in an unreasonable manner. Therefore, seeing him coming to a banquet today made the Yanzhou dignitaries who were worried during this period even more nervous and always sent people to hang on. Behind him, monitoring his every move.
Those warriors knew that they were following a grandmaster, and no matter what means they used, they might not be able to hide Song Bocheng's eyes, so they simply let go of their hands and feet and followed him generously.
Song Bocheng knew they existed, but he seemed to be indifferent. From time to time, he stopped by the roadside stall, picking and choosing from the stalls. Every time he stopped, the warriors who were following stood awkwardly. Although they were afraid of Song Bocheng's sudden trouble, their eyes never left Song Bocheng's figure.
They knew very well that it was terrifying to follow Song Bocheng, the master, but if Song Bocheng was lost, their own family would be the first to spare them.
But just after Song Bocheng took a gadget from the stall owner, his speed suddenly increased, and several warriors who followed him immediately reacted, but no matter how fast their reaction is, how can they be faster? A master?
Song Bocheng's figure flickered, disappearing into the crowd like a ghost.
Several warriors were shocked, and hurriedly chased them, but they couldn't find him.
"Quickly, report to the Patriarch!"
A warrior who seemed to be the leader hurriedly ordered.
Several people took out jade slips one after another and reported to their respective owners about the loss of Song Bocheng.
But Song Bocheng, who shook these people away at random, appeared in an alley, put the gadgets bought from the stall just now into his sleeves, whistling and turning into the corner.
Here is a dead end.
But Song Bocheng went straight forward and walked all the way to the end. His toes were a little bit on the ground. The wall in front of him suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the scene in the alley changed dramatically.
It was actually a formation.
After passing through the formation, it seemed as if it had directly penetrated the space, and the surrounding scenery became a wide lobby.
Song Bocheng didn't see it, and found a chair to sit down at random, and then said as if to himself: "The goods are received."
As his voice fell, a laughing voice came from the inner hall: "Thank you."
A figure slowly walked out, and a dark purple flying sword appeared with it.
The flying sword tore through the void, Song Bocheng's divine mind didn't have time to react, and he saw that the flying sword had arrived in front of him.
As long as the flying sword enters an inch, his head will be directly penetrated, although he will not die on the spot, at least he will be seriously injured.
But Song Bocheng did not evade, stretched out his hand and grabbed the purple flying sword with a faint smile, watched it carefully for a moment, and exclaimed: "It's a crystal!"
"It's a pity that the blue sky thunder and fire is not complete. Fortunately, you have incorporated other precious materials, and you made up for this shortcoming abruptly."
Song Bocheng's eyes were full of joy. He kept stroking Feijian's blade, knowing all its advantages and disadvantages, then raised his head and said: "How did you change the Peach Flower Sword to this look?"
"Sorry, this is a personal question."
During the conversation, the figure finally emerged from the shadow, it was Lu Li.
Song Bocheng didn't mind, and was pleasantly surprised: "I have to say, you are really a genius. The forging method of the peach flower sword has been transformed, and the characteristics of the blue sky thunder and fire have been transformed. Your flying sword... , You can kill the Grand Master with the sword."
Lu Li sat beside Song Bocheng and said lightly: "Can't wait that long."
As soon as this remark came out, Song Bocheng's excitement faded slightly.
He noticed the killing intent in Lu Li's words, and realized what would happen tonight, he couldn't help frowning and said, "It's too urgent."
"The border war has changed, and now it is necessary to stabilize the situation in the Holy Land as soon as possible."
Lu Li calmly said: "Resolve the Yanzhou incident, gather strength, and then proceed to the Bazhou and Qingzhou problems. Perhaps we will soon be ready to support."
Song Bocheng was completely calm at this time. He looked at the purple flying sword a little bit reluctantly, and just about to hand it back to Lu Li, but the flying sword flew directly back to Lu Li's cuff, so fast that he couldn't even react. .