"Hahaha, Guest of the Curtain, your marquis is usually pretending to be unfathomable and invincible. He is beaten to the point of being beaten by Meng Wu in the battle. Now, he is trapped in the lonely city and cannot protect himself. Be aware of his appearance, you should surrender." Ji Wuye looked at the "four evil generals of the night" under his command, carrying the sword, and laughed wildly.

During the war between Bai Yifei and Mengwu in Nanyang, the intelligence personnel under the Qingyi Guest were frequently active.

As a former teammate and now his opponent, Bainiao Organization cooperated with Luowang's grassroots forces. Under the leadership of Parrot and Mo Ya, he bit the marks and severely damaged the Fengyike force.

At this time, the Baijia Army was in a weak position, and Bai Yi was unable to protect himself. The subordinates of the Guest Guest were moved, and he was finally caught by Ji Wuye.

The straw hat of the straw guest was already flying where he was in the battle, revealing an ordinary old face, and the linen straw raincoat was filled with broken wounds.

The fishing rod in his hand was wrapped with strong sword energy, and he was still calm in the face of the many killers surrounding him.

"Ji Wuye, do you really treat yourself as a good dog in the net?"

"Hmph, I don't need you, a dead man, to talk too much."

Ji Wuye's small eyes showed murderous aura. The purple sword aura of the eight-foot-wide sword was wrapped around, and cracks appeared under his feet. He slashed and flew forward.

The guest of the straw raincoat glanced at the many killers next to him with indifferent expressions, and was not afraid of Ji Wuye. A fishing rod flashed with extremely sharp sword energy and rushed straight up to fight him head-on.

The two fought dozens of moves, and Ji Wuye's sword technique was fierce and majestic, cracking the ground and shattering the stones; the sword of the guest of the straw raincoat was fierce and dangerous, strange and unpredictable.

Suddenly, Ji Wuye roared and his whole body burst out with energy. The gathering of purple sword energy shattered the earth in front of him. The sword hit the fishing rod with a blow, and the surging force knocked the guest of the raincoat away. The straw sandals on his feet were worn out in the backward friction.

The guest of the straw raincoat took a breath and looked up and saw that Ji Wuye was chasing him with a knife that was chasing him. He turned sideways in time, crashed into the other party's arms, and the fishing rod stabbed his heart accurately.

"Ding~"

The fishing rod pierced Ji Wuye's skin, and it had no effect except for a crisp sound.

"What?! The armored mind method, you actually—" The guest of the windmilion screamed in surprise. When did he reach this level of the armored mind method?!

"Hmph~" Ji Wuye sneered, and his iron fist was shot out, nailing it to the chest of the guest of Fengyi at close range.

"Go to death for me!"

He punched the guest of Fengyi, and the sword in his hand was accumulating momentum. The phantom of a purple tiger quickly condensed behind him, and then he rushed towards the opponent who flew backwards in the air.

The guest of the straw raincoat, who was in the air, faced the knife that Ji Wuye flew over, and his quiet face pulled out an undetectable smile.

"It's now, I'll die."

He actually erected the fishing rod and directly hit the fierce knife, but this time the sword energy contained in it gave people a very special feeling.

"Hmm?" Ji Wuye suddenly realized something was wrong, but it was too late to put the knife in his mouth, "Is this?!"

"Dang~dang"

After the two weapons collided, a crisp sound of breaking came, and the fishing rod broke into two pieces, revealing one of the short swords. The sword energy between heaven and earth was exposed.

"Ji Wuye, what about the eighth-layer armor-wrapped mind method? Let's die~"

The fierce aura contained in this short sword shocked everyone. I felt my eyes were blinded by a cold light, and I seemed to see the twists and turns of sword patterns on it in a trance.

"Impossible! This sword, fish intestine!"

Ji Wuye had no master's soul, and the sword energy of the fish intestine sword that was so close to him cut through his skin.

The peerless sword cast by the master of sword-making Ou Yezi: Zhanlu, the sword of benevolence, the sword of unparalleled pure Jun, the sword of bravery, the supreme Juque in the world, and the evil sword defeated evil.

Later, three were cast under the order of King Zhao of Chu, and they were also circulated in later generations: Longyuan, Tai'a, Gongbu. Each sword was filled with mysterious legends.

The Fish Intestine Sword was once a short sword used by the assassin Zhu Zhu to assassinate the King of Wu. It is said that the user has the courageous heart of unrestrainedness and can exert the maximum power of the magic sword. Later, its whereabouts are unknown and he has never heard of news for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, it will appear in the hands of the guest of Guiyi.

Ji Wuye's mental technique in the armored gate reached the eighth level, and his strength was already one of the top ones besides the terrifying figures in the Heavenly Realm.

Unless he is a swordsman in the Great Completion Realm, and must have a famous sword with excellent characteristics in his hand, he can have the possibility of killing him. Naturally, the Curtain Guest does not have this strength.

The brave sword fish intestine that had been cultivated for hundreds of years was once again shining with sword light, but due to the user's own strength, the sword tip pierced into Ji Wuye's chest, but in the end he was unable to kill him directly.

"Ha~Surfinger~"

It is definitely not a happy experience to get close to death. Ji Wuye, who had walked through the gate of hell, had his eyes bulged out, covered in blood, opened his bloody mouth, and his mouth was roaring so hard that he could not realize it.

How long has it been? How long has it been since he no longer felt this feeling of dying!

At the close distance, the violent sword energy lost control, and Ji Wuye's sword strangled the guest of Fengyi frantically.

"Die, die for me... I chop you up~"

After a long time, Ji Wuye shook his wet head and took care of his scattered hair.

He also had wounds left by the sword energy of the fish intestine sword. The guest of the straw raincoat had been chopped into pieces.

The killer of the birds was silent, and his empty eyes seemed to see nothing.

The Luowang Killers also had no fluctuations, and they were all used to such a cruel scene.

"Mo Ya, please send a message to the National Master. The Guest of the Curtain and his forces have been destroyed. The task assigned by Luowang to Yebu has been completed." Ji Wuye inserted the sword into a pool of blood, wiped his hands, and paused for a moment, "Also, Ou Yezi's famous swordfish intestine was seized and specially given to the National Master."

Mo Ya's narrow and evil eyes clearly saw Ji Wuye's expression. His figure flashed and he picked up the Fish Intestine Sword from the indescribable object.

"The sword of the world is very rare. This fish intestine can be compared with it. General Ji made a great contribution this time."

"The great achievements are not enough. I am just doing what I should do. The task has been completed, and I am covered in blood and will soon be stunned. Say goodbye." Ji Wuye turned around and left with an eight-foot knife.

"General Ji, go slowly."

Mo Ya narrowed her eyes and shook her eyes with the parrot without realizing it.

The mission completed by Bainiao and Luowang was over. Both sides returned to the stronghold and hid in the invisible shadow again.

As the forces of the Curtain Guest were cleared out, Bai Yifei, who was besieged by Meng Wu in an isolated city, could almost declare that he had become a past tense in history.

However, things are not that simple. A fish intestine sword has involved an unexpected force - the Iron Blood Alliance.
Chapter completed!