Bai Ziyan looked at the empty room, and the tray in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound. Ice) fire Chinese.

A storm of blades swirled out of her body.

In an instant, the entire room was crushed to pieces.

The entire Shuiyue Mountain was constantly trembling under this violent force.

The wind brought by the storm of blades kept blowing the white and purple hair.

Her arrogant black hair made her look like an angry tigress.

A small white sword suddenly appeared in front of her.

The small sword was enlarged at great speed, and Bai Ziyan stepped up, standing on top of the sword body, turning into a streamer, and rushing out at great speed.

In front of the small palace, a group of elders were waiting for Lou Wuyue to show their attitude.

Lou Wuyue looked at the sky, it had been a long time, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, the shaking of Shuiyue Mountain shocked everyone, and then a white rainbow shot out with a monstrous murderous aura.

The terrifying sword qi formed a sword qi disc in the sky, and countless illusory long swords were densely overlapped.

"Hand over my son. Bai Ziyan's angry voice came out.

The sword qi disc above the sky spun up at an extremely fast speed, and one illusory long sword, with terrifying killing power, rushed straight towards Lou Wuyue.

Hearing Bai Ziyan's words, everyone was a little inexplicable, because wasn't Xiao Chen taken away by herself?

Seeing the terrifying sword qi rushing down, Lou Wuyue frowned.

The rusty sword on his waist suddenly flew out and hovered in front of Lou Wuyue.

Lou Wuyue let out a sigh of relief, held the rusty sword, and cut off his head.

A dazzling sword qi pierced the sky and slashed towards the sword qi disc in the sky.

Since ancient times, sword cultivation has had a tradition of breaking ten thousand laws with one sword.

All the monks are reluctant to go against the sword cultivator, because the sword cultivator is really unreasonable, and when he fights against the sword cultivator, life and death are also between the sword.

Maybe some monks' magic weapons have not been used up, and they were chopped to death by Jian Xiuyi.

Of course, the battle between the two sword cultivators is the same, after all, the sword cultivators are not like other monks, they have so many means.

Sword cultivation duel, life and death in an instant, out of the sword and retract the sword, extremely simple.

Two huge sword qi collided in the sky, and the dazzling light made everyone temporarily lose their eyesight.

Bai Ziyan was going to be weaker after all, and Lou Wuyue's terrifying sword qi slashed through the sword qi disc.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the white purple smoke, and the person fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Lou Wuyue's mouth, wiping away the blood, Lou Wuyue sighed softly.

Although Lou Wuyue won, it was obvious that she herself was not lightly injured.

"This kid, this stinky temper, when can it be changed. ”

The white purple smoke smashed heavily into the Shuiyue Mountain, smashing out a large crater, bringing up countless gravel and smoke and dust.

A group of elders rushed over, watching Bai Ziyan crawl out of the pit, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It was obvious that Lou Wuyue didn't want Bai Ziyan's life.

Meng Fan went up to support Bai Ziyan, and asked with some puzzlement, "Why did the sect master make a move on the little uncle?"

Bai Ziyan's expression was a little sluggish, wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "The dust is gone." ”

"What?" the crowd was shocked.

"The prohibition in my room, except for you, the door can't be broken, and you shouldn't have anyone to pick up the dust, right?"

Bai Ziyan looked into everyone's eyes and asked.

Everyone shook their heads, and they understood why Bai Ziyan had made a move on Uncle Xiao.

Now that the Mirror Flower Sect can break the ban in her room, except for them, only Lou Wuyue is left.

Meng Fan frowned and said, "But Uncle Xiao has always stayed with us and never left a step." ”

Bai Ziyan was stunned for a moment, it was impossible for Chenchen's cultivation to break the ban and run out by himself, could it be that someone invaded the Mirror Flower Sect and took Xiao Chen away.

This kind of thing against the talented first son often happens, and Bai Ziyan's suspicion is not groundless.

"Immediately mobilize all the subordinates, go to find Chenchen, and bring people back to me no matter what, you are optimistic about Lou Wuyue, don't let her leave the Mirror Flower Sect one step." ”

Bai Ziyan gave the last order, and the whole person fainted.

Everyone laughed bitterly, who can watch Lou Wuyue?

The news of Xiao Chen's disappearance quickly reached the ears of every son.

All the first sons of the Mirror Flower Sect poured out of the nest to find Xiao Chen.

Lou Wuyue looked at the busy son, and said to herself indifferently: "Sure enough, it's an evil demon, and his identity is exposed, so he slipped away?"

"Want to run, is it that easy?"

Lou Wuyue took the little girl beside her to rise from the ground and disappeared into the sky.

Shui Shengsheng and Mengfan followed behind Lou Wuyue and disappeared into the sky together.

After Xiao Chen came down the mountain, he regretted it a little, because he knew his mother's temper, and he didn't know what he would do when the time came, and even the chaos of the Mirror Flower Sect was possible.

Xiao Chen looked back, and Shuiyue Mountain had disappeared in front of him and behind him.

Xiao Chen wanted to go back, but when he thought of the woman's terrifying eyes, Xiao Chen felt like a man's back.

That kind of merciless eyes made Xiao Chen feel that she was the devil.

That figure was right, if he stayed here, he would be killed sooner or later.

Seven-year-olds don't understand why things suddenly turned out like this.

At this moment, a streamer suddenly rushed from a distance, and a big gourd jumped in front of Xiao Chen.

The big gourd rubbed Xiao Chen's body affectionately, looking at the gourd, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and sat on the gourd, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the sky.

……

"Flowing Wind City" is the largest city in the Zhongyuan Continent, and it is directly controlled by the Heavenly Strike Sect.

Not only are there countless people living here, but there are also many cultivators.

As the largest city in the Zhongyuan Continent and the largest trade market, the benefits brought to the Tianyuan Sect every year are immeasurable.

There are a large number of first sons of the Tianyuan Sect guarding here, and as the bull-eared person on the Zhongyuan Continent, no one dares to spread wild in Liufeng City.

The city of the wind is also known as a safe city.

In the past, Shui Shengsheng often took Xiao Chen to visit here, and of course, when he visited the Qinglou, he was also in Liufeng City.

Xiao Chen jumped off the gourd far away and entered the city on foot.

The big gourd is a treasure, Xiao Chen is not a fool, he knows the truth that wealth is not exposed.

Xiao Chen made the big gourd the size of a palm and hung it around his neck.

It is very strict for cultivators to enter Flowing Wind City, not only must they have the tokens of their masters, but also all kinds of identity information must be registered.

All the way into the city, because there was a gourd to cover the qi, the people guarding the city did not realize that Xiao Chen was a cultivator.

Xiao Chen didn't know where to go, so he could only wander around the city.

The sky gradually darkened, and when the lights were on, Xiao Chen could only sit under one roof and be stunned.