It's Yun Ling who is urgent, and the young master is atoning for his sins. ”

Compared with the little eunuch, Aunt Yun knew her face a lot, and when she saw that she couldn't hit her, she immediately recovered.

"Alright, you go down first!"

Xiao Yu waved her hand slightly, and Yun Ling turned around and disappeared into the Yaoguang Garden.

"Why did you let her go? Don't you think there's something wrong with her?"

Xiao Xi looked at the woman in front of him who was very measured in her work, and a different emotion flashed in her heart.

"Of course, even you can see it, how could I not know that she has a problem?"

Xiao Yu glared at Xiao Yu, and then said angrily.

Xiao Yu scratched his head in embarrassment, in front of Xiao Yu, he didn't know why, he was just as eloquent, but he suddenly became a little speechless.

"Xiao Xu, are you familiar with Tiandu City?"

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked Xiao Yu with some excitement.

Although the palace is extremely luxurious, to Xiao Yu, it is like a cage, without the permission of the master, it is impossible for those guards to let him go.

"Of course, since I was born, I haven't been out of Tiandu, and I'm quite familiar with this place. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yu nodded lightly and replied.

People in the royal family will not often enter and leave the palace for safety, but these are a joke for Xiao Xu, who has no intention of fighting for power.

Xiao Yu's eyes gradually brightened, and then he looked at Haifu, who was already dead on the ground, and thought about it.

The Nine Emperors entered the Yueshou Palace, and an hour later, they left with their henchmen and eunuchs swaggering away from the main gate.

Looking at the two people who were gradually moving away, the corners of Yun Ling's mouth, who were far away in the attic of the palace, pulled out a cold arc.

......

Qingxia Academy, Tongtian Pavilion.

Helian Weiwu was in retreat in the Tongtian Pavilion, his rich aura mixed with a trace of almost invisible dragon qi shuttling back and forth in the holes around his body.

Thundered!

After a loud bang, the entire Qingxia Academy trembled violently, Helian opened his eyes violently, and a heroic light flashed away.

"Farewell Xiao, get out of the old man!!"

At this time, a loud shout like Hong Zhong Da Lu spread throughout the entire Qingxia Academy, and countless Qingxia disciples rushed to the gate of the school, staring at the three uninvited guests who appeared in front of the school!

"What kind of person, dare to be presumptuous in my Qingxia Academy!!"

Yang Wanli held a long sword and shouted at the comer.

"Hahahaha......"

The person who came ignored Yang Wanli, but after Yang Wanli said this, the three of them laughed arrogantly.

"Don't talk about a mere Qingxia Academy, even the imperial city away from Yue Tiandu, we don't care about it!"

Among the three, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old who followed behind the two old men stared at Yang Wanli with an arrogant face, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"What a big breath!"

Yang Wanli snorted coldly, and then the long sword in his hand turned into a streamer of light, and attacked the three tentatively.

But he didn't want to, but when the spirit sword was halfway through, it exploded without warning, and the surging aura turned the people who rushed at the inner gate and the torture hall disciples of the Qingxia Academy on their backs.

Yang Wanli spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the foundation of the whole person was wiped out by the three people in front of him at that moment.

The young man behind the three stepped forward, stretched out his slender right hand, and flexed his fingers into a hook.

An extremely strong suction force came from the young man's palm, and then Yang Wanli's body involuntarily swept towards the young man's hand.

"Hehe, you're still an elder, just your cultivation, you are also worthy of the word elder?"

The young man sneered, and then grabbed Yang Wanli's palm and suddenly burst into a dazzling spiritual light.

And Yang Wanli's body swelled up like a balloon in an instant, and with an earth-shattering loud bang, Yang Wanli, the elder of the torture hall, was blown up by that young man's bones were gone.

"Xiao Farewell, if you don't come out again, none of your disciples and grandchildren will want to leave Qingxia Academy alive!"

After the young man shattered Yang Wanli, he took a step suddenly, and a momentum spread like a wave.

The gate of the academy, which originally stood in Qingxia for 800 years, also disappeared under this momentum.

After the dust settled, dozens of inner disciples of the Qingxia Academy were already lying on the ground, breathless.

And in the Qingxia Academy, where the middle gate was wide open, more disciples rushed out with swords.

"Yi'er, don't talk to them anymore, I don't believe that he can watch these disciples die here!"

Among the three, the old man who looked the oldest gently brushed his beard and said to the young man in a cold voice.

"Yes, Master!"

The young man had a bloodthirsty expression on his face, and then slowly drew the long sword he was carrying behind his back.

"Kill!"

Among the disciples of the academy, I don't know who shouted, and countless spiritual lights suddenly burst out from the academy and killed the young man.

Yi Chengfeng smiled coldly, but he didn't put the sword in his eyes at all, and when the sword came to him, his wrist shook slightly.

The long sword in his hand suddenly let out a clear sound, and then one after another sword qi separated from the long sword and killed those inner disciples in the distance who were still only around the acquired realm.

Yi Chengfeng was born in a famous family, and the cultivation resources he came into contact with didn't even dare to compare with people like Helian Weiwu.

In addition, although he is still young, his cultivation at the peak of human Xuan is enough to run rampant in the entire Dragon City.

The miserable howls came one after another, but all the disciples who came into contact with those sword qi were either damaged by this sword qi, or their hands and feet were cut off.

It's not that Yi Chengfeng doesn't have the ability to kill them, it's just that Yi Chengfeng feels that doing so is much more painful for a cultivator than killing them.

Airplanes......

Four sword rays of light burst out from the Tongtian Pavilion in the distance, and the figures of the four elders fell in front of those injured disciples, encouraging them to support the sword rays that swept up.

Their cultivation is only a novice to the mysteries, and they are naturally powerless against such a young master.

Finally combined the strength of the four of them to suppress those sharp sword rays, and before the four of them could catch their breath, the young man in front of him suddenly swept forward with his sword and rushed towards them.

Li Zihou forcibly lifted the aura in the acupoint, and the long sword in his hand slammed into the young man.

"Old ghost!!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly let out a mournful roar as the two sword qi crossed over.

According to his strength, he could naturally see clearly that the old man was divided in two by the young man's fierce sword qi.

After the sword qi dissipated, the young man gently brushed the long sword with one hand, and behind him, Li Zihou, there was a sound of broken bones on his body.

Starting from his shoulder, his entire body slid diagonally to the ground, and Li Zihou, one of the four elders of Qingxia Academy, was cut in half by the young man's sword.

"Hehe, if Xiao Farewell's shrunken turtle doesn't come out again, it's your turn next!"

The young man flicked his long sword with two fingers, and a pair of gloomy eyes swept over the other three who were already seriously injured at the moment.

Brush!

The sword light flickered, and a head rose into the sky.

The only woman among the four elders, Liu Qingxu died on the spot.

"Don't!!"

Zao Wou-Ki and the other elder had traces of blood oozing from their eyes, and at this moment they were about to split, but they were helpless in the face of that young man.

"Qingxu is dead, what is the point of me living?"

By Zao Wou-ki's side, the elder who had always been the most taciturn smiled faintly and slammed the spirit sword in his hand.

Countless sword lights emanated from the shattered sword body. At this moment, time seems to have been frozen.

Luo Gang's whole body started from the upper body, and gradually became withered, and the blood and spirit yuan in his body seemed to be drained in an instant.

And with Luo Gang's change, the shattered long sword in front of him exuded a terrifying aura.

"Star Breaking Sword Technique?"

The old man in the distance frowned slightly, looked at the broken long sword that was still concentrating at the moment with some surprise, and said in a low voice.

"So what?"

The middle-aged man next to him looked at the sword that was gradually dazzling with disdain, and the disdain in his eyes was undisguised.

"Guaranteed...... Heavy!"

Luo Gang turned around, glanced at the old guy next to him who had been with him for decades with his withered and cloudy eyes, and said intermittently.

Zao Wou-Ki stretched out his hand, trying to grab the taciturn old fellow, but when he reached halfway through his hand, Luo Gang's body had been crushed into powder by the furious sword gang.

Thundered!

A huge explosion came from between Luo Gang and the young man, and countless sharp sword rays were scattered in all directions, and the entire Qingxia Town trembled violently at this moment.

When the dust settled, when Yi Chengfeng walked out of the dust and mist with a cold face, all the Qingxia disciples couldn't help but tremble.

Elder Luo gave up his life to strike, except for making this young man's hair a little messy, he was unharmed!

"I didn't expect that there would be someone in a small school who could have such a drastic approach, but it was beyond my expectations. ”

Yi Chengfeng looked at the only remaining Zhao Wuji lightly, and slowly lifted the long sword in his hand.

Just as Yi Chengfeng's sword was handed in front of Zhao Wuji, a slightly hasty sword shot out from the Tongtian Pavilion behind him.

At the beginning, the sword mang was like a toddler, but the magic is that every inch of this sword mang, the sword qi contained in it will be stronger.

When the sword light swept from the Tongtian Pavilion to Yi Chengfeng's eyes, the powerful sword qi made Yi Chengfeng can't help but be vigilant.

"Don't come here!, let's go!!"

Looking at the sword that resolved his life and death crisis, Zao Wou-Ki not only did not have the slightest joy, but his face changed in an instant!

His Zao Wou-Ki's fame stunt, how could he not recognize the Ascending Sword Technique.

Back then, when he was still an outer disciple, by chance, the ancestor Xiao parted from the profound sword technique.

It's a pity that his talent is limited, and he has practiced sword skills for decades, and now he has not reached the realm of ascending to the sky step by step in front of him.

This apprentice's cultivation talent was really shocking, and he had already surpassed him in only a few months after he had been in contact with the Heavenly Ascending Sword Technique.

Zhao Wuji's hopes were all in Chen Haoyun's apprentice, but he didn't want to, but this guy made a move at this life-and-death juncture.

The sword qi was still approaching, and even Yi Chengfeng, who could easily kill the four elders, couldn't help but take several steps back.

However, Yi Chengfeng found that the more he retreated, the more majestic the sword qi became, as if there would be earth-shaking changes if he didn't go any further.

"I want to see what advanced sword skills you can have in this poor and remote place!"

Yi Chengfeng was a little annoyed and angry when he was persecuted, he didn't expect that his dignified sect would be so embarrassed under a touch of sword energy.