When Qianji calmed down slightly and his breath became smooth, Feng Zhiyi asked, "What? What are you thinking about?"

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Under the city wall, a group of heads of sects were discussing something in a low voice. Qianji Wang Quan could not hear it, but he knew it was definitely not a good thing! But he had no choice now!

Qianjimen is really at the end of the road at the moment. There is no one to ask for, no force, and the rest is only a heart to fight to the death!

Soon, a leader came out of the crowd, walked out of the crowd with his hands behind his back, and then said to Qianji Wang Quan upstairs: "Nephew Wang Quan, you are the pride of heaven, how can you do such a despicable thing? Our Wulin Alliance is all martial arts celebrities, and we don't want to have a reputation to bully the younger generation. Therefore, we are willing to give you three days to consider, and hope you can make a wise decision at that time! Don't make the kind of thing that ruins Qianji Jun's century-old foundation!"

"That's all, please take care of yourself! Alas!" The head of the sect shook his head, looked like a sad and famous person, and then returned to the crowd.

When Qianji Wang Quan listened to the words of the head of the Canglan Sword Sect, he wanted to refute it very much, but at this moment, no matter how much he said, it would be pale! It was just a laughing stock! So he could only grasp the edge of the city wall, his teeth clattered, but he still made any refutation on his mouth!

These people also started to act! More than 3,000 disciples from various martial arts sects also went down the mountain one after another. More than an hour passed, and only less than a thousand people were left here!

After Qianji King Quan gave an order, he brought some people back to the inner house! When he passed by a building, he found a pitch black thing on the ground!

Qian Ji Wangquan squatted down and twisted the ashes with his hands. He found that it was still a little warm. This was the trace of the burning of bamboo and paper! And there was a piece of bamboo that had not been completely burned. It seemed to be used to carry lanterns. Qian Ji Wangquan frowned and picked up the bamboo, looking at the patterns on it and thought carefully.

At this time, a Qianji Sect sect next to him said, "Sect Master, this is a lantern commonly used by Miss II."

"Hmm? How do you know?" asked Qianji King Quan.

The disciple pointed to the half piece of bamboo in Qianji Wangquan's hand and said, "This is the thin golden bamboo that the second lady likes. Only the second lady will use it as a lantern picking rod for the Qianji Gate."

Qianji Wang Quan frowned even more! He stood up, threw the bamboo in his hand casually, and then ordered: "Search!"

A group of Qianjimen's sects immediately opened. Everyone knows the situation now that the second lady of Qianjimen must have been hijacked!

At this time, Feng Zhiyi also obtained the location of the forging room from Qian Ji's mild cold mouth! So Feng Zhiyi took Qian Ji's mild cold toward that place!

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The city of Qianjimen came out of the other three sides of the front. The backs of the men in black were carrying circles of ropes. They quietly lurked in the shadow of the three walls. Several of them looked at the sky silently and calculated the time. When the ugly time (1:00 a.m.) arrived, these people made gestures to the people around them!

The news was quickly passed on! And these people also headed towards the city wall! A few people with good light skills stomped along the wall and flew up the city wall. They hung down the ropes one by one. Those who had slightly poor light skills could also borrow ropes and easily climb up to the city wall!

These people sneaked into Qianjimen, divided into three routes, heading towards three places, the Wenxian Pavilion, the military storage room and the forging room. These people are familiar with the road and are obviously very familiar with the situation of Qianjimen!

"Have you arrived yet?" Feng Zhiyi asked Qian Jiweiliang next to him.

"It's almost there! It's coming soon!" Qian Ji Weiliang said with some guilt.

"You have said it more than ten times! You really think I dare not kill you, right?" Feng Zhiyi looked at Qian Ji's lightly cold and said coldly.

"No, it's really coming soon!" Qian Ji Weiliang waved his hand and said. Actually, what she was telling the truth was that Qian Ji door was very circling, but it was almost gone around and went around. After all, if you look back, Feng Zhiyi is not a fool, how could you not know that you were fooled!

So although Qianji Weiliang takes the wind and takes a detour, he is still slowly heading towards the forging room! Because there is no other unnecessary place to go around!

When he arrived at a building, Qian Ji Weiliang walked forward with a tough forehead, but Feng Zhiyi grabbed her and said, "It's already here, where are you going?"

"No...not here, not here!" Qian Ji Weiliang said, pointing to a distance.

Feng Zhiyi pursed his lips and pointed to the plaque on the building and said, "I read a lot, but you can't deceive me! I still know the three big words "Forging Room"!"

"Ha...hehe..." Qian Ji smiled awkwardly.

Feng Zhiyi cut Qian Ji Weiliang's neck with a knife, and Qian Ji Weiliang was knocked out by Feng Zhiyi. Feng Zhiyi nodded secretly. It seemed that these indigenous people could still be knocked out in this kind of copy!

So Feng Zhiyi was about to walk inside! But at this time, more than a dozen figures shot from afar! He immediately came to the door of the forging site.

"A man who robs the business?" Feng Zhiyi said with a frown.

These ten people looked at each other and rushed towards Feng Zhiyi without saying a word! These ten people were all great disciples of a major sect, and the heads went to the documentary hall and the elders went to the military enclosure room.

These people came spontaneously. It was not the meaning of the entire martial arts alliance, otherwise there would be no disciples and elders. Those who came were at least at the level of the head!

Ten disciples were different, but each of them took out their own weapons. The weapons flashed brightly, and each sword move was ready to go!

But the wind is as stable as Mount Tai, standing still, standing still! It just took out the spear!

A sect's great disciple used the thirty-six swords of the wind, pointing the sword at the vital parts of Feng Zhiyi! A sect's great disciple used the Yunwu sword technique, and the sword technique was hazy and unpredictable!

But Feng Zhiyi used a move to break the sky with one force! He threw a gun over and the spear made a muffled sound in the air!

The first disciple of the sect he came into contact with was also destined to resist the shot from Feng Zhiyi. The eldest disciple of the sect next to him also thought there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he also attacked Feng Zhiyi!
Chapter completed!