The world is in turmoil, who can be at peace in this torrent of strife? There are only those two major sects.

Jianglongzong! Xuantianmen!

As the birthplace of Qingshan Mist Hidden cultivation, even if the Qingshan Mist Hidden World is in turmoil, their status cannot be shaken. The war was full of corpses, blood flowed into rivers and mountains, and they didn't care about the world. Who the lord of the world is, it has nothing to do with them, as long as they suppress the protector of the Little Thousand Realms who was killed by someone with a sword but is not dead, and prevent him from resurrecting.

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September City.

The September Queen's eyes were cold, and she said angrily to Li Xiaoyao, "What are the plans of this king? Such a blood feud, of course, will kill you!"

The royal city was destroyed, the people were slaughtered, how could she, as a generation of kings, be indifferent. Immediately, he roared, and in a few flashes, he came directly to Li Xiaoyao, and slashed it with one palm, wearing a plain dragon robe, and hunting.

Li Xiaoyao Gujing did not wave, as if everything was in the calculation, a sword out of the sheath, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, domineering and unparalleled, and directly forced the Queen of September to retreat.

Li Xiaoyao's face did not change, the long sword in his hand was full of cold light, and he said flatly, "I know that you are angry, but this general trend is not your ability to turn the tide." ”

A glamorous queen in a white python robe fluttering and eye-catching, her pretty face was cold, and when she looked back, the city was in flames, the monsters were rampant, the people were suffering, and the blood was flowing like a river. She turned around and said in a firm tone, "Even if this king destroys the country today, there is not a single soldier left, not in a city or a pool, even if he is not defeated, he will not be the king of the country that has perished, and he will live in the world!"

Li Xiaoyao saw that she was so obsessed, and the intention of wooing her heart disappeared in an instant. Although he admired this kind of integrity, he had a different position, and he had to kill each other when he saw each other today. The long sword in his hand shook, the sword was shocked, clanging, and a white-clothed victory over the snow, like thunder and lightning, rushed out.

The September Queen's eyes were piercing, not afraid at all, and the Qianqian's jade fingers were like green onions, instantly turning into sharp claws, and her body flickered, and she was inseparable from the swordsman in the air.

Wu Qi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, felt that there was an opportunity, as long as he killed the red-clothed boy, the torrent composed of thousands of demon beasts would stop. He didn't say a word, he acted when he saw the opportunity, and immediately slashed out with a knife, and the waves were stormy.

When the young man in red saw this menacing knife, his expression was slightly gloomy, his ten fingers were like green onions, slender and thin, and the wind was blowing under his fingers, and he was about to dodge. An angry roar came from behind him, "I'll meet you!"

This familiar voice made the young man in red sit down in the ancient bell again, ignore it, his fingers like the wind, and continue to play.

The person who came was a general of Xiaoyao City, dressed in gold armor and holding a spear, Wei Chizhou. The spear in his hand burst straight out, blocking the fierce sword.

Wu Qi's eyes flashed with a different color, and he was a great general who defended the city in the Heavenly Realm! He carefully calculated, although the Queen of September was defeated by Li Xiaoyao, he was dragged down, and after Li Xiaoyao killed the Queen of September, he estimated that he would not be able to escape death. After much thought, he chose to run away.

"Where to run!"

Wei Chizhou took the spear and threw it away, like a dragon soaring thousands of miles, carrying a monstrous might, and came to the back of Wu in an instant.

Wu Qi turned around quickly, and the high-grade broadsword was blocked in his chest, blocking the killing move that wanted to tell him to shoot through the heart. When the two things collided, the sparks shot out, and the spiritual power was like the waves of the river, surging and purifying. Yu Chizhou's figure had already been killed, holding the spear in both hands, pushing Wu Qi to blast away, he was really brave.

The demon beasts slaughtered the city, and the young man in red couldn't give birth to a little compassion, and when they were slaves to the human race, they should have thought about such an end. The ten fingers finally stopped, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the red-clothed young man stood on the back of the purple-winged lion king, and looked at the place where the two white figures faced each other in the sky.

Li Xiaoyao's sword light poured like a heavy rain, the queen of the plain dragon robe had a solemn face, her body shot back like a flying sword, and the claw shadow on her hand was like a peng, blocking the sword light of this fish that slipped through the net. Li Xiaoyao took advantage of the victory to pursue, without giving her a chance to breathe, her figure flashed to the top of the woman's head, and a sword slashed down like a river pouring down, and the momentum was like a rainbow. The September Queen's eyes were firm, she knew that she could not avoid it, and she was not afraid, she crossed her hands and raised her head to the sky to block this fierce and domineering sword.

Li Xiaoyao was a disciple of the Yin-Yang Sword Venerable when he had not yet cultivated the Yin-Yang Sword Dao, and the transmission was naturally the ruthless sword path he had cultivated before, domineering, ruthless and unjust.

A sword went straight down, the beautiful queen's pretty face was pale, trembling, the corners of her mouth were helplessly overflowing with blood, and her blue pupils were full of unwillingness and hatred. I could only hear her roar, and the spiritual power of both hands went violently, and with a forceful lift, the domineering and ruthless swordsman was shocked out.

Li Xiaoyao stabilized his body, the air flow reunited, the wind flow, the speed was matchless, and turned into a streamer of light towards the queen who was overwhelmed by the country.

At this time, the queen's hair in September was three thousand, and they were scattered one after another, which was a disaster for the country and the people, but that's it!

It's a pity that this life is free, but the ruthless and domineering sword has never slowed down, and it has never looked back.

The queen knew she couldn't escape death, but she didn't want to die too comfortably. I saw that her long hair followed the wind, her blue eyes were brighter, and she never flashed the color of fear, and the cold air exploded, like a female devil who looked at the world, heroic and cool, her ten fingers were like ice, turning into eagle claws, and she grabbed this domineering sword fiercely, so that Li Xiaoyao did not advance a bit.

The air flow tumbled, and the strands swung. The queen of September, who is already at the end of her crossbow, is extremely bitter and bitter. Li Xiaoyao is still unforgiving, even if it is a red face like a city, he only knows that he can't accept this sword, he is only allowed to advance and not retreat!

The cold jade-like fingers of the Queen of September were suddenly flicked away, and the long sword of the cold light was ruthlessly driven straight in, piercing the chamber, the red blood stained the red plain dragon robe, and the air flow dissipated indisputably, and a generation of queens would eventually fall and fall to the ground. Flooded by smoke and dust, she lived and died with the September City where she had stayed all her life.

Although she is unwilling and unconvinced, she can die with this most stubborn attitude, and she has no regrets!

At this time, two streamers flashed in the sky, and it was Wei Chizhou, who was killed halfway, and Wu Qi, who was in the rebel city in September. Wei Chizhou said with a smile, "Your Majesty, Wu Qi has returned to obedience. ”

Li Xiaoyao smiled flatly, "Okay, Wu Qi, although you are an alien, but now that the general trend of the world is the same, this king does not care about the disagreement between aliens and the human race, how about handing over this September City to you?"

When Wu Qi heard this, he was suddenly lost, and then understood the meaning, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Wu Qi will not disgrace his life." ”

If there is chaos today, for a reckless rogue like Wu Qi, who has no blood and no power, this is undoubtedly a great opportunity to show his strengths, if there is chaos today, he doesn't care about the human race or the alien race, as long as he lives, it is best for him to show his ambitions.

After the red-clothed young man Qian Jue gave some orders, the 120,000 demon beast army was stationed in September City, temporarily obeying the orders of Wu Qi, the new city lord. But the demon beast's spiritual wisdom has already been enlightened, and it is not weaker than ordinary people, how can they not know how powerful it is? As long as Wu Qi rebels, they will swarm up, even though they are strong people in the Heavenly Destiny Realm, in the face of so many Heavenly Destiny Realm demon beasts, they can only die. This is also the reason why Li Xiaoyao dared to hand over September City to him. The 120,000 army, he can't command it at all, if he wants to be able to lead troops to help Li Xiaoyao expand his territory, he has to show some sincerity.

The green mountains are foggy and chaotic. Nineteen states, dozens of cities, the king of Fengzhou Jiuyou died, the queen of September City Xiang Xiaoyu died, and other cities changed hands four or five out of ten. The world has always been chaotic, but now it has been stirred into a pot of porridge by Li Xiaoyao, and it can't be done without being mushy. The whole world knew that it was Li Xiaoyao who was stirring up the water, but no one stood up to say a fair word, let alone crusade against the initiator. The king of the dead country, who was seeking revenge alone, was also afraid of Gu Zongtang, who intercepted the river with a sword behind him. This Jianglong Sect and Xuantian Sect masters are not out, and I am afraid that no one will compete with them.

The world is in turmoil, and Li Xiaoyao goes to the next city first.