When the blood of the three Changfeng Guards splashed on Tao Mowen's face, he trembled violently, and his mind, which was chaotic by impulse, seemed to wake up in an instant.

"I... I ......" Tao Mowen realized that he had made a big mistake, but he couldn't think of an excuse to defend himself.

Yun Xing's expression was cold, and he said, "Tao Mowen killed the court tolerance, the evidence is conclusive, and now the commander of the law enforces the law and sentences Tao Mowen, and the law is corrected on the spot!" ”

The four words "Correct the Fa on the spot" are like a giant hammer, knocking Gu Chenwu down on the spot, although Yu Junhong is the senior brother, but Gu Chenwu actually prefers this second apprentice who has followed him for 20 years.

The deputy commander spoke, Yun Lie immediately looked at him, kicked his feet, and jumped up, although he is known as the opening palm, but in fact, his light skills are not weak, although everyone can practice Feihongbu, everyone can, but there are very few outstanding people who have practiced to the fullest.

Yun Lie is one of them.

I saw him soaring, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Tao Mowen's body, raised his palm, and slapped Tao Mowen with a momentum.

How could Tao Mowen sit still and wait to die? When even if he used twelve points of internal force, both fists came out together, and the fire fist burst out, rushing like flames, fierce like fire.

Bang!

The fists and palms clashed, the explosion rolled like thunder, and the energy that burst out swept in all directions like a storm.

Yun Lie retreated lightly and landed on the ground, flicking his palms back, extinguishing the burning flame true qi on his palms and scattering it.

On the other hand, Tao Mowen was not so comfortable, I saw him take a few steps back suddenly, and after standing firm, his two arms drooped down weakly, and the dripping blood spilled down his arms, and he looked useless.

Gu Chenwu was furious, but he was held down by Xie Qianglan on the side, unable to move. Although he is the head of a family, he should be calm and think about the overall situation. But what Tao Mowen, a disciple, said, it was as if he was his son, so he lost his mind for a while.

Just as Yun Lie struck again, a beautiful sound quietly sounded in the crowd, like a song, like a dream, and like a whisper that echoed in hell, which could make the desire and anger in people's hearts amplify endlessly.

Yu Junhong had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his figure flickered in the cover of the night, his lips kept opening and closing, and he spit out one strange sound after another.

Kill!

The people who were not high in martial arts and were dissatisfied with the court instantly lost their minds and attacked a group of Changfeng guards on the spot.

Those Changfeng guards also had red eyes one by one, and slashed the long knives in their hands towards the people in the martial arts.

The concentration of the masters and the head of the sect is not bad, but Gu Chenwu, who was already a little out of his mind, went crazy in an instant, and his skill was more than twice as strong as before, and he was ruthless in his shot, and after pushing Xie Ranlan away with one palm, he pounced on Yun Lie.

The scene spirals out of control in an instant, and the real scuffle begins, as if hell has opened its doors to harvest the souls of those who are dying.

"What's going on?" Lei Jun frowned slightly, and his heart was also aroused by the desire to kill, but after all, he was a top master from the three major families, how could he be easily shaken by the magic sound.

"It's ...... Heavenly Demon Dementor Sound! "The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, wearing a scarf, dressed as a scribe, and wearing a long sword around his waist, like a Confucian swordsman, in fact, he was one of the three masters, Ye Suifeng of the Ye family, to put it bluntly, was Ye Duanchen's third uncle, and he was also a top master.

"Heavenly Demon Soul Sound?" Lei Jun was startled, and some distant memories instantly poured out of his mind, "Could it be ......?"

……

Time goes back to before.

The fire in the city was noisy, but it was quite quiet in front of the city gates, except for the footsteps of a team of captains patrolling back and forth.

Just when Ye Wuxin was about to fall asleep from a nap, Lu Xiaobu suddenly said excitedly, "Sure enough, as I expected, the number of Changfeng guards at the city gate has decreased."

Hearing this, Ye Wuxin suddenly had a spirit, opened his hazy eyes and looked ahead, and found that sure enough, many Changfeng guards had left the city gate and gathered towards the city.

"Brother Bu, let's go!" Ye Wuxin said excitedly.

Lu Xiaobu shook his head, "It's not time yet, many people are waiting, we'd better not be the first bird."

Ye Wuxin was not stupid, he could only listen to Lu Xiaobu's words, and both of them continued to wait quietly.

It's late at night.

The masters lurking in the dark finally couldn't help it and were the first to strike.

Woohoo!

A dark shadow burst out of the shadows and headed straight for the city gate.

"Who?" The patrolling Changfeng Wei shouted, in this case, it is completely superfluous, since he has come to break through the city gate, he must be going for the strange treasure of Yitian Peak.

Ding——

Changfengwei didn't wait to answer, what they were waiting for was a sword sound, a very unique sword sound, like the sound of a clear stream, peaceful and beautiful, but there was a hidden sense of slaughter.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful!

Broken water swordsmanship, eliminate sorrow and sword intent!

Shotman