Broken intestine cliff, located on the bank of the Canglan River, is as high as dozens of zhang, the terrain is steep, and the grass and trees are thick.

Under the blue sky, under the misty white clouds, there is a figure in a red and white robe standing quietly on the cliff, a red hair fluttering in the wind, standing with a sword, a breath is unfathomable, the breeze is slow, sweeping the corners of the red and white clothes, but there is a bit of master style.

On the cliff of "Broken Intestines", there is a faint sound of the piano, the familiar rhythm, the familiar tune, is the song played on the Broken River Pavilion at the beginning.

The figure in the red and white robe looked at the white jade qin placed in front of him with emotion, caressing the strings, his eyes were complicated, why was the white jade qin that brought him a trace of warmth in the past so cold now, as if it had lost the meaning of color.

The sound of the piano is sad, like a lamentation, like crying, like a send-off.

The man waited at the sword and fuqin, and when he looked up, he saw that the sky in front of him suddenly changed, and the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with a black veil, and then the vast clouds suddenly had a wind and snow slowly falling down.

"The sword falls on a piece of snow, the wind drifts a lonely person, pointing to where the sword goes, and there is no one left at the end of the world. An ethereal voice came, and a mink figure stepped into the air, with white hair fluttering, deep eyes, and a sword.

Seeing the visitor, Xuan Mowu's eyes froze, and a complicated color appeared in his eyes.

"Thou hast come. Xuan Mowu said slowly.

Xiao Jiange's figure slowly fell to the Broken Intestine Cliff, stared at the red-and-white-robed figure in front of him, and suddenly said, "Zhu Wen!"

Even though he already had any mental preparations, but the moment he saw Xuan Mowu at this moment, his heart still trembled inexplicably, although Zhu Wen's appearance had not changed much at this moment, his demeanor and temperament had changed drastically.

Especially the eyes, cold and ruthless.

This look Xiao Jiange has seen in many people, Dugu City, Nangong Ge, and Soul Hypnotic Heaven.

Xiao Jiange looked at the person in front of him deeply, but it was obvious that Xiao Jiange could no longer feel familiar.

Strange, so strange!

Xuan Mowu's heart couldn't help but feel a little fluctuating when he heard this.

"Zhu Wen, this person is in the past, he was already dead the moment he cast the sword in Tianxue Peak, and now he is the person in front of you."

Xuan Mowu paused when he heard the movement in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Xiao Jiange, his pupils were cold, without the slightest emotion, and he slowly said in his voice

"It's the young master of the Demon Sect, Xuan Mowu. ”

The voice fell, the cold wind was slow, and everything was silent, only the sound of the surrounding grass and trees blowing leisurely.

"Why?" Xiao Jiange asked with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Because of fate," Xuan Mowu said.

"Since the moment you are the descendant of a martial idiot, it has been doomed, and the first encounter on the Broken River Pavilion has laid the groundwork for today's war. Xuan Mowu said indifferently, his fingers plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano was long.

"Hasn't your position changed along the way?" Xiao Jiange stood with his hands in his hands, staring at Xuan Mowu and said.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that his best friend was really willing to give up everything and return to the Demon Cult.

This sentence seemed to touch Xuan Mowu's heart, and suddenly the resounding sound of the piano around him became erratic, like the flickering hesitation in Xuan Mowu's heart.

"No!" Xuan Mowu said after taking a deep breath, his eyes becoming firm.

Being the young master of the Demon Sect is enough to explain everything, and he has already destined his life.

"Ha, do you really want to see the Central Plains where life is ruined? Are you willing to see the rivers and lakes where the war disaster spreads? Do you really want to see the soulless Nangong singing and dancing? Do you really want to disappoint Duan Yuran?" Xiao Jiange's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a trembling voice.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Even if I don't want to, I have to. Xuan Mowu's face was expressionless, he slowly got up, and put away the white jade qin in front of him.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's draw the sword. Xuan Mowu said slowly.

The corners of Xiao Jiange's mouth showed a trace of helplessness, and the last hope in his heart was shattered.

"Sizzle" There was a sword roar, and the merry sword behind Xiao Jiange suddenly came out of its sheath for three points, and the dazzling white light bloomed all around.

"Boom" roared all over his life, Xiao Jiange's true qi around him was shocked, and the aura of the Nine Heavens of the Condensation Realm rippled.

With helpless and painful eyes, the Merry Sword slowly unsheathed and started to speak

"In that case, I have no choice but to send you on my way. ”

Cultivation for Shi unfolded, Xuan Mowu's eyes couldn't help but condense, his expression became solemn, he stretched out his hand, and the divine sword Nirvana beside him suddenly started, and the Nine Heavenly Cultivation of the Divine Realm also spread out.

The sword light of "Sizzle" broke through the air, the figures of the two flashed, and the same sword attacked, the figures flickered, and the Dao sword qi swept out.

The gravel exploded, the dust flew, the grass and trees were urged, and the ancient trees around them all fell slowly under the sword qi, and the leaves fell one after another, and the two fought earth-shatteringly.

The weather in the sky changed drastically, the sky was dark, and lightning and thunder suddenly appeared in the sea of clouds.

Under the lightning flashing, the stone tablet on the Broken Intestine Cliff was suddenly illuminated by it, and the three words of the Broken Intestine Cliff on the stone tablet suddenly had a sword mark engraved on it.

The two fought dozens of moves, no matter how good they were.

After a sword, the figures of Xiao Jiange and Xuan Mowu both retreated, stepping into the void, and the distance between them suddenly widened by dozens of zhang.

Xuan Mowu stood coldly in a red and white robe with a sword, his red hair fluttering, his eyes were solemn, he never expected that Xiao Jiange's cultivation would return to its peak and even step into the realm of the Nine Heavens, which made Xuan Mowu feel pressured. 2018

Xiao Jiange is even more awe-inspiring, his body is a little chaotic, the power of his divine sword is beyond his expectations, but he will have the upper hand after dozens of moves, if he has not stepped into the holy realm, otherwise under this divine sword.

Xiao Jiange's eyes lit up, and the true qi around his body burst out, and suddenly the true qi of heaven and earth slowly condensed, wisps of wisps, condensing qi and condensing lines, only to see a flying sword of true qi overwhelmingly condensed into the void.

Imperial Sword Technique, Xiao Jiange performed Imperial Sword Technique again, and suddenly the Void Flying Swords were intertwined, and nearly 10,000 flying sword phantoms were seen at a glance.

Seeing this, Xuan Mowu didn't dare to be careless at the moment, the Nirvana Sword in his hand circled around the sky, and an ice-blue flame suddenly rose from the sword body, transporting the Pregnant Spirit Hellfire, Xuan Mowu held the Nirvana Divine Sword and stood in the void, and from under his feet, an ice-blue flame spread like ripples and rippled in all directions.

Its hellfire flowed like a tide, and Xuan Mowu stood in the center, like a demon god of hell.

"Up" Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, his heart moved, and suddenly thousands of cloud qi flying swords came out of the sky, attacking Xuan Mowu head-on.

The shadow of the sword was dense, crushing from all directions like a tidal wave.

"A song of the wind for the years. Xuan Mowu's mind condensed, and the swords all over his body converged, holding Nirvana and slashing out obliquely, with the sword technique, the sword qi swept out, the sword qi was like a wave, tilting in all directions, and all the sword shadows covering the sky were melted and scattered.

"Two slashes of black feathers and hate the long wind" Xuan Mowu broke through the sword technique and returned to the sect after returning to the sect with another move, the shadow of the Nirvana sword and sword came out, Xuan Mowu's eyes were condensed, and he saw a place in the void, and a sword was cut out, and the black feathers fell.

The earth-shattering sword aura broke through the sky, like a bright light in hell, and like the edge of dawn blooming, the sword light was tilted, and the black feathers filled the sky.

A sword fell, Xiao Jiange couldn't help but expose his figure, dissipating the realm of the unity of heaven and man to change the number of paths, and at the moment, the nine swords of the martial idiot swordsmanship suddenly merged into one sword, and the nine sword shadows instantly differentiated and combined like autumn water, turning into a sword and handing it out, facing the sword that was like a broken bamboo.

"Boom" The two swords are intertwined, the void is trembling, the broken intestine cliff is shocked by the sound of explosions and explosions, the gravel is flying, the wind is sweeping, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, like an aura, and everywhere the ripples pass are a mess of nothingness.

Helpless in a battle, the descendants of the martial idiot against the young master of the Demon Sect, the love was broken, and the decisive battle broke the intestines, today, only one person can live from the cliff of the broken intestines.

Former best friends are now rivals, the world is unpredictable, and they have no choice but to fight.

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In Miaoyin Valley, all the major sects of the righteous path joined forces to attack the Demon Sect, and as far as the eye could see, there was a war raging and the lives were devastated.

One after another, the righteous knights died heroically, and one after another the demons were killed by them.

The figures are scattered, the blood stains the Middle Earth, and a piece of blood and fire spreads within a radius of thousands of miles in the Valley of Miaoyin.

In the Valley of Wonderful Sound, there are many masters.

Under the dark clouds, the Demon Sect side is the Demon Sect forces led by Xuan Mo Ran, Nangong Ge, Dugu Cheng, Xian Fenglai, Dai Yulin, Ling Gu Zi, etc.

On the righteous side is the righteous path forces headed by Mei Shaoyun, Shu Dao Punishment, Wutian Ancestor, Murong Yu, Murong Xue and others.

In the void, Mei Shaoyun, who was dressed in a white and blue robe, was surrounded by a vast and majestic saint's might, shocking the crowd.

In a stone room in the depths of Miaoyin Valley, the candlelight is flickering, and there are one stone table and two stone chairs.

The two figures sat opposite each other, and on the stone table, a chess game was placed.

"In the end, it ended, and the war between the righteous and the demons, which had lasted for a hundred years, should also come to an end. Mu Qingyi said slowly, looking at the beautiful woman in red in front of him, his eyes flickered a little.

"It just so happens that our grievances should also be settled with the dust of this chess game. Liu Yanran said with a smile.

"In that case, it's time for our final hole cards to be revealed. Mu Qingyi said indifferently.

"It's fine. The corners of Liu Yanran's mouth curled, and she picked up a sunspot between her fingers and slowly landed on the chessboard.

"In this battle, your righteous path hangs in the balance. ”

The sunspot fell, and in the Miaoyin Valley, Nangong Geqi's cultivation suddenly soared, and he stepped into the realm of a saint in one fell swoop under the shocked gaze of everyone!

"Boom" is monstrous, Nangong Ge, who untied the knot, stepped into the sainthood, and surrounded Mei Shaoyun with Xuan Mo.

They actually want to join forces to kill Mei Shaoyun!

On the other side, Shu Dao punished against Dugu City, the Heavenless Ancestor reproduced the power of ruthless swordsmanship and fought with Xianfenglai, Murong Yu faced Dai Yulin, the immortal master of Miaoyin Valley, and Murong Xue faced Shang Ling Guzi.

The battle was fierce.

The flames of war spread, spreading from the outside to the inside, there is the Buddha's heart sword Ming with his body into the Buddha handed out a shocking sword to kill the five demons, the body died, and the bloody clothes grabbed Mingxuan's heart with one hand and killed it.

Shu Dao punishment a sword out of the chivalrous sky, and Dugu City deer battle Quartet, ruthless swordsmanship reappeared, and the Miaoyin holy law fought hard.

Everyone fought separately, but they all paid attention to the central battlefield, which was the battlefield of Mei Shaoyun, Nangong Ge and Xuan Moran.

They knew that the battle of the Holy Realm was the final decision of the entire battle situation.

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Broken Gut Cliff

Xiao Jiange and Xuan Mowu were both Ling Li Void, facing each other from afar, and the two of them were not lightly injured.

"One last resort. Xuan Mowu said slowly.

Xiao Jiange's eyes were helpless, and he sighed lightly

"It's time to finish. ”