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Chapter 7 Flying Immortals Outside the Sky, Can You Steal It?(1/2)

Zhou Yi is already at the peak of Xingzang's physical fitness, and coupled with the fact that he has mastered the "Xuandao Xingzang Training Sword", in this world, he almost has the strength of a top master like Dugu He and Huo Xiu.

If you don’t count Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.

He can almost walk sideways in this world.

However, he was caught off guard and stabbed with his sword, but the man still managed to dodge.

Although Zhou Yi did not use his full strength with this sword, he was able to easily dodge it with his sword.

This kind of light skill, this kind of stealing technique.

Looking at the entire Lu Xiaofeng world, there is only one King of Stealers, Sikong Zhaixing.

And this person is none other than Sikong Zhaixing.

This number one thief in the world has unparalleled speed in light skills. Even Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng may not be able to catch up with him.

Lu Xiaofeng's Qing Kung is ranked third in the world, but she is willing to be inferior in front of him, just because this is the number one Qing Kung master in the world.

In the inn, the shopkeeper and other guests were stunned.

Afterwards, Zhou Yi chased after him.

The shopkeeper and the waiter didn't dare to say a word at this moment. The jade pendant was lost in their hands. It was a good thing that the uncle didn't cause trouble for them, so he didn't dare to stop him.

Let’s also say that Sikong Zhaixing’s body technique is like white clouds hanging on his sleeves, elusive, and the speed of Qinggong is simply unbelievable.

In this world, if we insist on saying that there are several martial arts that cannot be understood by common sense, then Sikong Zhaixing's lightness skill definitely counts as one.

Just like Lu Xiaofeng's telepathic finger, he can clamp any weapon under any circumstances, which is incredible.

The same goes for Sikong Zhaixing's Qinggong.

His body skills seem to have almost reached the level of non-martial arts.

The greatest thief in the world, he deserves his reputation.

Although Zhou Yi chased after him as quickly as possible, he still lost track of him in less than half a stick of incense.

He stood in the desolate forest, his heart moved slightly, and he smiled lightly, "What a brilliant qinggong, Sikong Zhaixing, please hand it over to me!"

After witnessing Sikong Zhaixing's extreme speed, Zhou Yi already coveted this incredible movement technique in his heart.

He felt something in his heart and looked in one direction, "No matter how fast you are, your disguise is unparalleled, but what I know is that you can't understand it."

Sikong Zhaixing had already disappeared in a short time, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry and slowly rushed in one direction.

And on the other side.

A young man with a clever and cunning face walked in the forest, playing with Zhou Yi's jade pendant in his hand.

Looking at the living lines of light on the jade pendant, he marveled, "What a treasure, what a rare thing."

Although he is known as the best thief in the world, he never steals gold and silver because he is short of money. He has regarded stealing as an art.

Unless he sees something that he likes, he will borrow it and play with it for a few days, and then return it to the owner without anyone noticing.

It is this kind of character that allows him to live up to his reputation in the world even though he is a thief.

Sikong Zhaixing played with this strange jade pendant, and couldn't help but think of Zhou Yi, "When did such a master appear in the world? Fortunately, I am the best in the world in stealing king's body skills, otherwise I really have to leave something under his sword."

He couldn't help but shrink his neck in fear.

"The martial arts of that man just now has at least reached the level of a top master. I have never heard of it before. I wonder if Lu Xiaoji knows..."

He muttered.

He was entrusted by someone to steal something from his best friend.

His best friend is naturally Lu Xiaofeng.

And the thing he wanted to steal was the only piece of evidence that the embroidery thief had left in Pingnan Palace.

A silk satin embroidered with black peonies.

This piece of silk is now in Lu Xiaofeng's hands.

It was lent to Lu Xiaofeng by Jin Jiuling, the best catcher in the world, in the hope that Lu Xiaofeng could find out who the embroidery thief was.

And he is going to steal this thing now!

"Lu Xiaoji, don't blame me this time. You know, as long as I promise something to others, I will always do it. Although this piece of silk is the key to your solving the case, who made me have something to hide?

I have to do it.”

He shook his head and walked in one direction.

Not to mention the battle of wits and courage between Sikong Zhaixing and Lu Xiaofeng.

It is said that Zhou Yi came to a nunnery in the south of the city in the middle of the night.

He jumped in the air and climbed to the roof.

This is the advantage of knowing the plot well.

Especially after he awakened a part of his exquisite heart, he found that he had a little recollection of the plot of Lu Xiaofeng's world, and he actually remembered every word clearly when he read the book in his previous life.

Therefore, it doesn’t matter if you can’t catch up with Sikong and reach for the stars.

He just needs to wait here, Sikong Zhaixing will come here sooner or later.

Because this is where he delivered the silk.

One night passed.

By the afternoon of the next day.

In the backyard of this nunnery came a very beautiful woman in blue.

She placed the piece of silk under the statue of Lu Dongbin in an ancestral hall in the backyard.

Zhou Yi watched this scene from the rooftop and smiled in his heart: "Here he comes."

Immediately, he raised his body.

I rushed to the front yard of the nunnery.

Sure enough, there was already an extra carriage here.

A man with four eyebrows carried Sikong Zhaixing out of the carriage, and then said angrily: "I should have let you die there."

Sikong Zhaixing groaned and said resentfully: "Lu Xiaofeng, if you treat me like this, I'm going to die."

"You are not poisoned at all." Lu Xiaofeng said coldly.

Sikong Zhaixing rolled his eyes, knowing that he had been seen through, and smiled: "If I want to steal something from you, I don't have to resort to any tricks. How can I succeed? I know that you at least care about your friends."

"Tell me, who did you give that silk to?" Lu Xiaofeng asked in a low voice.

Sikong Zhaixing stretched out his hand and pointed: "Here, it's coming."

Lu Xiaofeng just turned around to look, and sure enough, someone had arrived, but something bad immediately arose in his heart.

It can't be this person's.

He fell into the little thief's trick again. He knew that if he turned around now, he would no longer be able to see the kid.

but!

He actually saw Sikong Zhaixing still behind him.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately understood why Sikong Zhaixing didn't leave.

If anyone has a sword around his neck, he will not dare to move.

Sikong Zhaixing's expression was stiff at the moment.

There is a sword around his neck.

The person holding the sword is naturally Zhou Yi.

"This brother is..." Lu Xiaofeng looked at Zhou Yi cautiously.

This person could appear behind him without making a sound and put the sword on Sikong Zhaixing's neck. This kind of strength could be described as an extremely skilled master.

There are no more than ten people with this kind of strength in the entire world.

However, he had never seen such a master before.

Zhou Yi smiled lightly: "I'm just here to get back what belongs to me."

He extended his hand.

Sikong Zhaixing awkwardly placed the jade pendant on Zhou Yi's hand.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately understood what was going on.

He looked at Sikong Zhaixing indifferently.

At this time, I heard Zhou Yi say: "Master Lu must be looking for a piece of satin embroidered with black peonies."

"You..." Lu Xiaofeng stared at Zhou Yi in disbelief.

How did this person know?
To be continued...
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