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In another place, Xiao Linghong and Nangong Zhao retreated to the back hall, finally avoiding the danger of the assassins in front.

The maid found medicine to heal Nangong Zhao's injuries with interest, and Xiao Linghong was supported by another maid to the beauty couch and half-lyed, the anger on the old face was still not gone, and the eyes were full of viciousness.

I saw her take out a brocade box from her sleeve, small and chic. When opened, there were two items inside.

One is an exquisite secret flute, and the other is a heavenly order coveted by everyone in the world.

Nangong Zhao silently glanced at the artifact in Xiao Linghong's hand, and then turned his eyes away, looking nothing unusual.

Xiao Linghong picked up the dark flute, put it to her lips, and blew out a series of short and strange tones, which seemed to have a different meaning.

Others didn't understand the meaning of the flute sound, but Nangong Zhao could hear it, he had secretly read a book about the Eleven Rakshasas, which recorded a series of strange tones.

That was the signal to summon the Eleven Rakshasas, and Xiao Linghong wanted to gather all the members of the Eleven Rakshasas in the Xuanji Pavilion to fight against the person who accidentally broke in just now.

Nangong Zhao was disdainful in her heart, Xiao Linghong had become extremely afraid of death since she was old, and there was only one assassin outside, but she had to mobilize her entire force to fight against her, and she was really old and confused.

He laughed to himself, but it didn't hurt, and in this way, the success rate of his plan was higher.

But he couldn't help but be a little worried, the one who was going to be one to eleven.

After all, he used her, although she is a little lord who hates the sky, but she is also a lover, he has long regarded her as a friend, and it is helpless to use her.

If, that Mo Yunkai does not appear today, there is no doubt that Wu Yu will soon become the ghost of the eleven rakshasas.

No, Mo Yunkai will definitely come.

With the information he obtained from Shangguan Yu, it was impossible for Mo Yunkai to abandon her, because she was Wuyou, and she was Mo Yunkai's only dead knot.

The faint sound of the flute sounded from the highest floor, and the ghost-faced people lurking in various parts of the Tianji Tower appeared separately, and wisps of ghostly figures passed through the pass in order, going to the top of the Tianji Tower to gather.

At this time, in a hidden place in the Tianji Tower, a team of people poured out.

Under the bleak moonlight, everyone had different costumes, and they were hurrying to the top floor of the Tianji Tower.

In the Xuanji Pavilion, the battle situation at this moment was already very chaotic, with smoke and dust curling and sword light flying away, which could only vaguely distinguish the shadow of the three people fighting, but could not capture the true form.

The two ghost-faced men and Wuyou still fought against each other, and neither side refused to back down half a point, because as long as anyone had a moment of relaxation, it was the time for that person to meet Hades......

When the battle between the three of them was in full swing, the gate of the Xuanji Pavilion was broken, and I saw that among the smoke and dust, there were nine more people with ghost faces in front and back, and people dressed in black flashed in, all of them with killing intent rising, like the god of death from the Shura Palace.

Seeing this, the two Ghostfaces who were fighting stopped their attack, and both retreated a few meters away, standing beside the nine Ghostfaces, waiting for the next order.

Wu Youzheng was puzzled, but found that there were many ghost-faced people in the Xuanji Pavilion at some point, all of them were extraordinary, she sank her heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good, all the eleven rakshasas were gathered, how could she match alone?

"Two pieces of waste, it's so hard to kill one person."

I saw one of the ghost-faced men stand up, his momentum was extremely cold, and the eyes under the mask were bloodshot, like a real Hell Shura.

When the two of them heard this, they trembled, and hurriedly replied: "Big brother, this person is not an idle person, it will take some more time." ”

"Then I'll try."

As soon as the leading ghost-faced man's words fell, he approached Wuyu at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and only heard the aura of the long sword out of the sheath cutting through the sky, and then roared away, as well as the steaming murderous aura of destroying the world and the sound of the collision of sharp blades, which suddenly became extremely sharp, and the sound was piercing.

Just this moment made a small Xuanji Pavilion full of evil aura in an instant, full of coldness.

Everyone held their breath and froze, just waiting for the smoke and dust to gradually dissipate, looking forward to the consequences of the unreal scene just now.

The smoke and dust faded with time, but the picture was unexpected by everyone, only to see that the long knife in the ghost-faced man's hand was a strange silver-black blade.

Mo Yunkai didn't know when he appeared, dressed in a pitch-black robe, with no emotion on his cold face like frost, and his hand drove the long sword with a cold flame aura, intercepting the blade that the other party slashed towards Wuyou.

"Lord?"

Wuyou looked at that person's back with some shock, it was her extremely familiar back, it was the lord who saved her just now, otherwise in the face of that person's cultivation just now, she would be seriously injured if she didn't die.

"You stand down."

Mo Yunkai didn't react much to her surprise, but just said three words coldly.

"Lord, be careful."

Without a word of advice, he knew that he couldn't be dragged down, so he naturally stepped aside.

She quickly glanced at the entire Xuanji Pavilion, and saw that Hongyao and Ma Gu, as well as Shangguan Yu and others were here, there were more than a dozen people before and after, although there were only a dozen people, but they were all quite powerful, enough to deter the scene.

As soon as Wu Yougang retreated, Mo Yunkai and the ghost-faced leader continued to fight, both of them were top-notch people, and the anger on their bodies was enough to make everyone surrender.

The small Xuanji Pavilion was shrouded in dust and smoke, only listening to the alternation of swords and swords, sparks overflowing like lightning and flint, and the beams and dark walls of the house collapsed one after another.

In just an instant, the entire Tianji Tower seemed to be collapsing, and there was a rumbling sound.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Xiaofei no longer dared to stay in the hall, so he hurriedly took Xiyin and evacuated to the back hall.

In such a war situation, he has lived for more than 40 years, and he has never experienced the danger, and now that he sees it, he knows that the rivers and lakes in his eyes are just shallow water.

Hongyao moved closer to Wuyou's side, and said with concern: "Is the little master injured?" ”

"It's okay, I'm glad you showed up just in time."

She replied that the nervousness on her face had finally relaxed when she saw the red medicine.

"Well, so red medicine is relieved." Hongyao smiled at ease, with a hint of charm and naughtiness.