With Zhou Xing's return to the void cultivation for help, Jiang Feng suddenly forbade the phantom dragon to enter the pupil, and the golden light of the primordial divine power mixed with the relics poked out like an arrow, and went straight into the enchantment of the Hatless Palace, fusing with it into one.

Without Zhou Xing's help, Jiang Feng's cultivation would not be able to extend the Yuan Shen Power to such a point, at most, with the Phantom Dragon Forbidden and the Golden Light of the Relic, he could barely see the scene in the enchantment of the Hatless Palace.

At this time, Jiang Feng and the Hatless Palace Enchantment were like one, not only could he see the scene as if he had witnessed it himself, but he could also hear the conversation between the two sides as if he were there, and he didn't have to worry about being noticed.

In the Hate Palace, there was no obvious provocation after the evil sword broke in strongly, but instead sat down cross-legged in the center of the martial arts training ground directly under the heavy siege of the people of the Hate Palace Gate.

"Evil Sword, what do you want to provoke the Hatless Palace for no reason?" Ye Qing, the palace master of the Hatless Palace, appeared and asked.

This is a beauty with outstanding demeanor, although she is dressed as a woman, her face is still only in her twenties, mature, beautiful, intellectual, and the temperament of a superior person, which is perfectly integrated in her body.

Ye Qing has a strong temperament, and her cultivation is to reach the sky, and she is only one step away from stepping into the realm of returning to the void, but in the face of this demonic sword cultivator who had shrouded Ziwei Emperor City with a blood-colored shadow ten years ago, she still felt that she had no bottom in her heart.

Even the old mansion master of the Wenfu back then was indirectly killed because of this, and he could still stay and retreat after entering the Wenfu to provoke, ten years later, what kind of state his cultivation had reached, Ye Qing couldn't judge it, because she couldn't see the depth of the evil sword at all.

The evil sword looked calm, without waves, put down the small wooden box in his hand, looked around at the people of the Hatless Palace, and said coldly: "I came here today just to settle cause and effect, revenge, revenge, and revenge!"

An elder of the Hatless Palace held his staff on the ground, and said slightly angrily: "When did my Hatless Palace have a grudge against you? On the contrary, it was you, who murdered eleven people in my Hatless Palace ten years ago, and the old man has not yet settled this account with you!"

The evil sword glanced at him up and down, and said flatly, "I'm not looking for you. ”

As he spoke, he opened the small wooden box beside him, which was divided into three layers, each of which contained a number of small wine glasses.

Seeing that the evil sword was so unrestrained, the Hatless Palace Elder was so angry that he wanted to take out his staff, but was stopped by the Hatless Palace Master raising his hand.

"Elder Suo is angry for the time being, this person is a reckless madman, if he really fights to the death, even if he can successfully kill him in the end, the sect will definitely suffer heavy losses. ”

After receiving the message from the palace master, Elder Suo suppressed the anger in his heart, he knew that the palace master had always been steady, and the palace had declined without hatred over the years, if it weren't for the palace master's success, he was afraid that the situation would be worse.

Since the sudden appearance of the evil sword, the palace master has sent people out of the palace to seek help, they have found the trace of that person this morning, as long as the person is invited, the evil sword will retreat.

The evil sword looked at the Lord of the Hate Palace, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he smiled and said: "You don't want to fight with me endlessly, and even hope to resolve the so-called misunderstanding with me, there is an immortal array left in the Hate Palace Palace, and you, as the master of the First Palace, can instantly merge with the array to kill the enemy, but you are still not sure that you can kill me with one blow, because you don't know what kind of backhand I still have on my body, even if it is only a momentary opportunity, once I get out of it smoothly, there will be no peace in the Hate Palace again, right?"

Ye Qinglin was silent, and the evil sword broke her mind with a word, the Hatless Palace is indeed full of people and has a strong background, but for the evil sword who is single and has an unpredictable cultivation, no matter how many people there are, it will not end up being just a number.

The barefoot ones are not afraid to wear shoes, the evil sword is now a piece of hob meat, if the two sides really tear their faces and never die, he may not be able to do anything to them, the elders of the older generation, but the disciples of the Hatless Palace cannot escape the fate of being the soul of the soul under his sword.

Why has the Hate Palace declined one after another over the years, is it not because of the unbearable descendants in the palace gate, if it suffers this robbery again, the Hate Palace will decline again.

Therefore, the Hatless Palace Master must now stabilize the evil sword first, and must not allow it to act without permission.

She said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

The evil sword snorted coldly, there were no wine glasses in the box in a blink of an eye, and in the open space in front of him, the wine glasses were arranged in a rectangular shape, all of which were common in ordinary restaurants, neat and tidy, no more, no less, exactly seventy-two glasses.

In Ye Qing's increasingly cold gaze, the evil sword suddenly took out an old envelope from his arms, pulled out a list of them, twisted it between the fingers of the sword, and then threw it upwards after the cultivation was injected.

Several names on the list flashed in an instant, and Dao Dao Spirit Silk shot out in all directions, a few directly submerged into the surrounding crowd, and more Spirit Silk did not enter the depths of the Hate Palace, and the other end of each Spirit Silk was connected to a Hate Palace Gate without exception.

"Too much deception!"

Elder Suo couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly jumped up with a roar, and the dust spirit wooden staff in his hand weighed as much as a thousand catties, and fell down with a "overwhelming" style, vowing to cut off these dozens of strange spiritual threads with unknown functions.

The evil sword stepped forward in one step, and pointed at the sword Huo Ran slashed out, a silent sword, but it was also the fastest sword of killing intent, instantly destroying Elder Suo's dust spirit staff, causing him to vomit blood and fly away.

"You!"

The Hatless Palace Lord was about to make a move when he was angry, but the evil sword figure in front of her disappeared in an instant, and when she reacted in the next moment, the evil sword finger was already pointed at her plump and undulating heart.

"You are not the person I am looking for, but if you dare to stop me, you will be killed!"

The cold voice of the evil sword sounded, and the master of the Hatless Palace was not ashamed, her forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and she was terrified, with her cultivation, she couldn't even capture the body of the evil sword, if it weren't for the evil sword's murderous intention, she had no doubt that she was a dead corpse at this moment.

What kind of cultivation realm has this expressionless and cold young man in front of him reached, if he is determined to kill, the Hatless Palace will be a catastrophe today.

At this moment, the list suddenly set itself on fire, and a shocking suction force suddenly came out, and no matter where the person on the other side of the spirit silk was, they were forcibly sucked in front of the evil sword in the martial arts training ground.

Evil Sword had a rare mood swing on his face, and he withdrew the sword finger that was pointed at Ye Qing's heart, anger rose in his eyes, and he looked at the people who appeared due to the traction of the spirit silk and said in a deep voice: "Seventy-two, no more, no less." Guys, long time gone!"

The Hate Palace Master looked at the seventy-two people who were deliberately targeted by the Evil Sword, among these people were Palace Elders and Worshippers, most of them were deacons or unknown inner disciples, their origins were innocent, she didn't understand why the Evil Sword was targeting them, and even did not hesitate to break into the Hate Palace alone for this reason.

These seventy-two people couldn't stop trembling with fear when they looked at the evil sword in front of them, and their eyes were as cold as ten years ago, which was eye-catching.

A guest elder suppressed the anger and fear in his heart and gritted his teeth and said, "Evil Sword, you still refuse to let us go?!"

"Let you go? This old grudge should have ended ten years ago, and I have let you live for ten years, how can you still think that I will let you go?!"

A disciple who usually behaved extremely low-key in the Hatless Palace said in a trembling voice: "But you have already killed many of our companions back then, isn't the grudge of ten years ago enough to write it off?"

"A write-off?"

The evil sword snorted angrily, and suddenly turned his hand and took out a jar of fine wine from the storage ring, raised his hand and patted it, and the liquor in the jar scattered into the wine glass on the ground, seventy-two cups, not a drop was spilled, not a drop remained.

"In the past, on the eve of the Martial God Temple's extermination of the sect, you group of people fled from the battle, scattered and left, and afterwards Miss thought of killing deeply, thinking that your life should not be extinguished, and she had a thought of mercy, so she did not kill you all. But you remnants who don't know whether they are alive or dead, you still dare to murder my uncle and aunt's family, how can this hatred and hatred be written off?!"

Jiang Feng, who was looking at him, was shocked, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Miss......? How could he be?!"

Outside the Hate Palace, although Princess Yun Yan and the others, who also stopped to watch, could not hear the voices inside because of the enchantment, none of the people present were mediocre, and they could know the details just by reading their lips.

Sima Yunyan was also surprised: "He is from the Wenfu!"

Carrying the Ding into Ziwei, Hu Yanli, who was known as King Kong Immortal, crossed his arms and sneered in a low voice: "Now even if the Hatredless Palace intends to block it, it will be necessary to weigh one or two." ”

The rest of the onlookers were either contemplating with empty eyes, or their eyes were burning, and they were all staring at the changes in the palace of hateless in different ways.

In the Hate Inn, Ye Qing squinted at a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes, looking at the evil sword even more fearful, in her cognition, there was no such person on the face of Wenfu, but the more so, the more terrifying it became.

The Lord of the Hate Palace pondered his words and said: "Your Excellency is a member of the Wen Mansion, and this palace is willing to mediate from it, please also look at the face of the Hate No Hate Palace, can you spare their lives?"

The evil sword stiffly pulled his lips and sneered: "The reason why Miss hasn't made a move against the Hatless Palace all these years, I know that she hopes to leave this grudge for Qiu Qiu to settle in person in the future, but since I have come back, I will not let you scum blood stain Qiu Qiu's hands, ten years, I have waited long enough, and I can't hold back my killing intent!"

The evil sword lifted his right hand back, the hem of his clothes was thrown up with the wind, his left foot stepped forward half a step, his left hand reached out, and said in a deep voice: "If you call this cruelty, then I will inflict the cruelty, if you call it blood, then I will create the blood, and if you call it sin, then I will bear the guilt!!

"Now, Liuyun Wuxian respectfully invites you to drink the liquor in front of you and go to Huangquan together!"

The evil sword, or the flowing clouds without a trace, the killing intent was already burning, and the killing intent in the hatless palace was boiling in an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and all the cultivators in Fang Yuan retreated one after another to a hundred steps away, and their hearts palpitated unspeakably.

A deacon of the Hateless Palace, who had been unable to escape the nightmare of the evil sword for many years, finally collapsed at this moment, turned around and ran away with a strange scream, Liuyun looked down without a trace, and the wine in the cup flowed into a waterline, and the waterline turned into a sword blade, instantly breaking into the deacon's body, destroying his dantian, knowing the sea, and destroying his form and spirit.

Seventy-two glasses of spirits, kill one, empty one!

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(To be continued!)