After Lin Baiyi sent his little Uncle Ye away, he returned to the hall on the top floor.

Duguquan was still like a sluggish petrified, sitting quietly at the wine table, staring directly at the table, the whole person seemed to be stunned, not moving at all, not even blinking his eyes, like a statue sitting quietly.

Lin Baiyi didn't dare to disturb Shizun.

He looked curiously at the wine table.

On the smooth mahogany tabletop, there is nothing, clean and without traces.

The warm wine on the table has cooled, and the delicacies have lost their aroma.

"What did Uncle Xiao Ye do when he left, so that Master Zun turned out to be like this?"

Lin Baiyi's heart was like a kitten scratching and tickling.

Lin Baiyi has also seen this appearance of Shizun once.

That was when he was communicating with a Dan Dao master, and suddenly understood the mystery of an ancient Dan recipe, like a sculpture, it lasted for a whole stick of incense...... Could it be that this time, Shizun and Uncle Xiao Ye were talking, and they actually understood what the mystery of the Dan Dao could not be achieved?

Thinking like this in his heart, Lin Baiyi didn't dare to disturb Duguquan.

He closed the door outside and respectfully guarded the outside, not letting anyone disturb him.

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Autumn Water Pavilion.

The temporary residence of the Crape Myrtle Sect.

The top floor of the attic, the open pavilion.

A young man dressed in white, sitting quietly in the center of the pavilion, white ***, silk and jade clothes, the bright moonlight shines on the body of this beautiful man with long eyebrows like a knife, reflecting a kind of brilliance that people dare not look at, this beautiful man is like the embodiment of the bright moon in the sky, holy and graceful.

A long knife like autumn water flowed, hovering above his head.

Autumn water long knife.

This man with long eyebrows like a knife is Li Qiushui, the young leader of the Ziwei Sect.

One is known as the most beautiful man in the Ziwei Sect for thousands of years, and the other is regarded as the most outstanding martial arts wizard in the Ziwei Sect in the past hundred years.

Gentle like autumn water-like knife intent, permeating his body, panic like mist, faint as mist, faintly there are bursts of autumn water gurgling and flowing sound, beautiful like the singing voice of the night elf, set off his whole person more dusty, otherworldly, not like a character in the world.

As his chest rose and fell rhythmically, the white knife intent that erupted from his mouth became more and more intense.

The moonlight shines, and the essence of the moon seems to have been extracted into the sword intent.

The long knife of autumn water on the top of his head, the blade of which gradually blurred, flowed like a pool of clear water.

Time passes.

Li Qiushui's palms and ten fingers trembled violently, leaving illusory fingerprints in place, as if it was an illusory silver snow lotus flower blooming, beautiful, and every time he changed his fingerprints, the Qiushui long knife above his head was blurred.

"The knife is boundless, and the long knife is like water...... Knot!"

A soft snort.

The fingerprints settled.

Li Qiushui opened his eyes.

The autumn water long knife above his head finally disappeared completely blurred.

The vast sword intent around his body became vivid, and there was a real sound of knife roaring in it, and a brilliant silver light flowed, entangled between Li Qiushui's five fingers, like a nimble little snake, winding and moving.

"Finally it worked. ”

Li Qiushui slowly stood up.

The silver light in the palm of his hand, suddenly moved, turned into a long knife, the knife is cold, the blade is clear, it is the appearance of the autumn water long knife, and with the change of his mind, the blade is constantly changing, the duration is short, sometimes hard and sometimes soft, sometimes like a stream of water around the body, sometimes turned into armor and shield, with the mind is ever-changing, as if alive......

"The autumn water long knife has finally arrived before the alliance...... With a knife in hand, I have it in the world. ”

Li Qiushui's eyes showed a strong glow of confidence.

"Three sects and three factions, the Snow Country Military Department, hehe, it's time to divide a high and low. ”

The autumn water long knife turned into a mist and was sucked between his mouth and nose.

Under the moonlight, this beautiful man dressed in white was as towering as a demon.

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Dragon Tiger Inn.

A temporary stronghold for the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect.

Zhao Shanhe is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a burly body, born with a peculiar appearance, huge limbs and skeletons, extremely thick palms and five fingers, and four natural forehead lines on his forehead, three horizontal and one vertical, with a vision on his face, which is difficult to forget at first sight.

It is said that when he was born, his parents thought it was a demon fetus, and almost drowned him, and then he was barely raised, and the forehead lines on his forehead became more and more clear, because his body shape and appearance were different from ordinary people, so he was bullied and abused when he was a child, and his personality was withdrawn, and he endured all kinds of hardships and hardships.

Later, when Zhao Shanhe was ten years old, the head of the Tiger Sect, one of the twin heads of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, when he went out to travel, he met Zhao Shanhe by chance, and was immediately shocked, thinking that this young man was the reincarnation of the ancient tiger god, and accepted him as a disciple and cultivated it with all his might.

Facts have proved that Zhao Shanhe does have a talent for cultivation.

He has only been cultivating in the Tiger Sect for ten years, but he has already soared to the sky, cultivating the Tiger Sect's peerless [Tiger Roar Silver Moon Classic] to the tenth layer, and half a foot into the Bitter Sea Realm, among the young generation of the Snow Country, he is the leader.

At this time, Zhao Shanhe sat cross-legged on the bed.

The two young and beautiful female disciples of the Tiger Sect, one on the left and one on the right, were lightly dressed, with bare fragrant shoulders, holding fine wine and fruits, and fed them coquettishly.

Zhao Shanhe's broad palms rubbed against the delicate skin of the two female disciples, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't have the slightest desire.

On the opposite side of the bed, on the snow-white wall, hang two wooden signs.

On the wooden sign on the left, Ye Qingyu's name is written.

On the wooden sign on the right, Liu Suifeng and his name are written.

"An ant who does not know whether to live or die, a stronger jackal, dares to spoil the king of tigers. ”

Zhao Shanhe's eyes were faint, like a fierce tiger before the mountain preded, which made people shudder.

"Lu Chaoge is about to die, who will this Youyan Pass fall into, it's not certain, [Youyan Rentu] is behind the foundation, the strength is not bad, but there is always a day when you lose power, you need to wait for a while, but Ye Qingyu ......" He made a move in his palm, and the wooden plaque with Ye Qingyu's name written on it fell into his hand, "Clean up this ant first, even if you don't kill you, but you will be ruined and your martial will collapse!"

Boom!

The wooden sign turned into powder.

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Sky dome, dark night.

Moonlight is like a knife.

Thirty miles north of Youyan Pass.

The area near the Blizzard Ice Field is freezing like a harsh winter.

A three-legged brass colossal ding, hidden in the clouds.

Wang Yifeng, the holy son of Luding, sat under the brass giant ding, his long black hair seemed to be a black waterfall hanging in the sky, enveloping his whole person, swaying with the night breeze, covering his face, full of strange atmosphere.

The brass dome spun silently.

The rune inscriptions on it flickered, and there was a faint sound of the avenue like the bell of the gods, and the golden mangs were uncertain.

The nebula in the ding rotated, the dark light flickered, as if a dingtian dome was collected, and the strange power was released from the mouth of the ding, sweeping the void within a radius of kilometers, tearing and stirring the aura of the starry sky and spinning it into the brass giant tripod.

Every time Juding rotated for a week, Wang Yifeng's chest rose and fell once.

With the passage of time, the aura around him became stronger and more majestic.

Taking the tripod as the natal instrument and absorbing the power of the heavens, earth and stars is where the cultivation method of the Luding faction lies.

Wang Yifeng, as the holy son of the Luding faction, cultivates the most clever mental method, and the brass giant tripod is also a rare Taoist weapon, with infinite power, and is sacrificed by him as a natal weapon.

Time passes.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed.

In the dark cyan sky, a panicked starlight suddenly fell vertically, shining as if it was day within a radius of dozens of miles, Wang Yifeng was the center of this starlight cloud pillar, and the brass giant tripod suddenly released endless light under the illumination of the starlight, submerging Wang Yifeng.

Communicate with the starlight and connect with the big star.

This is exactly the omen of the breakthrough of the Luding faction's mental method.

The Holy Son of Luding broke through again.

Under the baptism of starlight, his body was transparent, delicate and unstained, and his skin was as white as jade, as if he had been reborn.

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White Horse Tower.

Ye Qingyu looked at the sky dome in the distance with a little surprise.

The night sky suddenly appeared with a vision, and the starlight broke through the night dome like a pillar, even from a distance, it could be seen.

At this moment, Ye Qingyu sensed a strong aura of power.

There is a strong person who has broken through!

A new top powerhouse was born.

Only by stepping into the realm of the sea of suffering can one be called a top powerhouse.

Under the Bitter Sea Realm, they can only be regarded as ordinary masters and powerhouses, and even those pseudo-Bitter Sea Realm powerhouses cannot be called top-level powerhouses.

In other words, that strong pillar of star light represented the birth of a new bitter sea realm powerhouse.

In Ye Qingyu's mind, countless thoughts flashed in an instant, looking at the distance, it should be outside Youyan Pass, in this way, it should not be a new bitter sea realm powerhouse born in the army, and the starlight is magnificent, clear and bright, it is not a demon qi, and naturally it is not a breakthrough of a demon clan powerhouse, and it should be a figure in the sect who broke through at this time.

"Just now in the direction of the Ziwei Sect's station, there was an extremely faint power fluctuation coming, it was clear that someone in the Ziwei Sect had broken through the realm, and at this time, a nebula light pillar had descended...... Tonight is destined to be an unquiet night, there are people breaking through one after another, and they are all from the sect. ”

Ye Qingyu was secretly frightened.

The sect is worthy of being a sacred place of martial arts that has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are countless talents under the sect, and there is no shortage of amazing and brilliant people.

The people he killed and cut off before were just some clowns, not the elite of the sect, even Yu Baimei, who was barely in the middle of the sect, seemed to be extremely strong, but in fact he had not had a confrontation with the real geniuses in the sect.

Ye Qingyu was secretly vigilant in his heart, but he couldn't help but rush into the sky with a sense of battle and pride.

Only the collision between geniuses can really inspire sparks.

"I will let you know that the martial artists in the army are no worse than the sect, compared to the sect where everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, a strong and prosperous empire can better protect the survival of the human race in the Heavenly Desolate Realm. ”

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Second, ask for the support of my brothers.

The knife is really fighting