Chapter 241: Lord of Wutong Valley
Just when the disciples of the Lion Tiger Sect went out to surround the town at the top of the Heavenly Absolute Peak, and the Ten Thousand Slaughters personally took action and directly took down the Three Absolute Sword Slaves.
A figure is speeding on the road, seeing him stretch out his hand, excellent light skills, rising against the wind, stepping on the leaves, and he is also a first-class master.
"I never expected that the Wild Lion Slaughter would care so much about his waste brother."
"I just got the news."
"He went straight to the top of the sky."
"But that's good."
Flying longitudinally, this first-class master is thinking in his heart, he was ordered to travel, the news about the "death of Wanlixing" sent to the main altar of the Lion Tiger Gate, in order to prevent being discovered by 10,000 people, he went through several twists and turns, and finally delivered the news, but he didn't expect his front foot to just arrive.
The back foot of the ten thousand slaughter is angry and rushed to the crown, directly pulling the remaining first-class warriors of the Lion Tiger Gate away from the main altar, pulling up many disciples of the major sub-altars along the way, day and night, with lightning speed and direct killing to the top of the sky, he sent the letter as fast as the other party ran fast.
But that's good.
"Ten thousand people are so angry, I think the prince's plan should be completed."
"Besides, with the murderous nature of ten thousand slaughterers."
"I'm afraid this sword test conference is going to turn into a murder conference..."
Boom.
The leaves were falling, the sound of the piano was flying, and the passers-by woke up in shock, and in the blink of an eye, they found that they had lost their direction, and the place they saw was a strange place.
“!!!”
The passerby's pupils shrank suddenly, and the true qi of his whole body exploded instantly, and he directly pulled out a soft sword like a golden snake, tearing all the fallen leaves around, and at the same time puffing up the air to prevent poisonous mist from hitting the air, and at the same time concentrating, for fear that some hidden weapon would fly out of the forest in the next second.
Without him, when Wanlixing was killed by a rain of arrows, he was watching from the sidelines, how could he not be vigilant.
"Where's the demon!?"
"Do you dare to show your face with a sword?"
“.........”
The sound of the piano is endless, but the rhythm is suddenly accelerated, at the beginning of the spring like a warm flower, leisurely, at this time it is like a summer heat, and this time the passers-by are terrified to find that the people who block their way are hidden, from the very beginning, in front of themselves!
A gazebo, a lyre, a beauty.
The veil covered the beauty's stunning appearance, the white ten fingers gently plucked the strings, and a pair of beautiful eyes didn't look at the passer-by at all, just bowed her head to play the piano, and beside the beauty, there was a woman dressed in maid costume, who was looking at the passer-by with an unkind face.
Passers-by have also broken through the rivers and lakes, how can they not understand.
This is to meet a master!
Thinking of this, the passer-by hurriedly lowered his posture and bowed respectfully to the front: "I don't know who the master is, what is the so-called thing to stop the way down?" ”
“... Hum. ”
The woman who stroked the qin did not speak, but the sound of the piano changed quietly, the summer faded, the autumn was crisp, and the inexplicable sense of depression also disappeared, so that the passers-by secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at the same time, the woman standing next to her took the initiative to take a step forward, and said with a cold and arrogant expression:
"Wutong Valley is not a Wutong Valley."
"So you understand?"
“.....!!!”
Without the other party to finish speaking, just hearing the words "Wutong Valley" was enough to make the hearts of passers-by beat faster.
How did he not know?
The eight major factions of the rivers and lakes refer to the Xiaoyao Sect, the Dharma Temple, the Divine Fist Gate, the White Lotus Sect, the Snake Worship Sect, the Qixian Villa, the Wutong Valley, the Demon Sect, a total of eight sects, this is a relatively common statement, of course, there are people who subdivide these eight major factions into the six major factions of the righteous path, as well as the two sects of the Demon Dao.
But in any case, among the top sects in the rivers and lakes, there is one sect that is the most special.
It's not the fastest to make a fortune.
It is not the longest-lasting Xiaoyao Sect and Dharma Temple.
It's the Sycamore Valley.
The reason is simple, because the Sycamore Valley is strictly speaking.... There is only one person.
The world's first casual cultivation, living in the Wutong Valley for a long time, only two attendants around him, but it is the world's megatron, the achievement of the world's prestige.
And the two maids of this Wutong Valley Lord.
One is called Youfeng Laiyi.
One is called Fei Wu Buqi.
It's just that....
"Your prince has been planning for a long time, and he will deceive Yi from the valley, do you really think that the master will not notice it?"
“!!!”
"Tell me everything you know."
"Otherwise..."
Fei Wu Buqi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his own breath directly locked on the passers-by, and a sense of impending disaster arose, and the passers-by immediately knew it in their hearts.
This maid from Wutong Valley is also a grandmaster!
!
"Miss Fuqi, I, I...."
"No quibbles!"
"Answer my question right away! What are you princes planning? ”
"I, I don't know..."
The passer-by almost didn't cry: "I only know that the prince asked Youfeng Laiyi to go to the top of the sky, just to invite the valley master out of the mountain, I really don't know the rest, I'm just a pawn...."
"Don't know?"
"What's the use of keeping you?"
“!!!” The indifferent words made the panic of the passers-by to the extreme: "Wait! Wait a minute! I...."
Although the passers-by still wanted to quibble, Fei Wu Buqi stopped talking, but silently bowed his head and stood behind the Fuqin woman again.
Boom!
The sound of the piano changes again! Autumn goes to winter, in an instant, the cold wind hunts, dripping into ice, the ultimate murderous aura roars along the sound of the piano, and even a layer of hoarfrost is born on the ground, and the next second, the woman who strokes the piano bends her fingers, and the sound of the piano stops suddenly, leaving only a wisp of treble, flying a dazzling light.
Click!
There was no screaming, no muffled snorting, the passers-by didn't even have time to react, they just cared about opening their eyes wide, their bodies were cut off by the waist, and the sword qi entered from the crack, instantly breaking the meridians and going straight to the brain marrow, just in an instant, they were all killed from the body to the spirit.
As for the blood spilled, it began to freeze in mid-air, and before landing, it turned into a silent ice sculpture like a cut corpse, standing quietly in the mountain path, and even the surrounding fallen leaves were also frozen, forming a strange and beautiful spectacle.
Hongguang converged, the sound of the piano stopped, the lyre stood up, and finally was held into his arms by Fei Wu Buqi, while the previous woman who stroked the qin slowly got up. Although the veil covered her face, a trace of unspeakable helplessness and disappointment could still be seen in those beautiful eyes.
"Niangniang, come to honor her...."
"Don't blame her, you and Laiyi have grown up in the valley since childhood, they don't understand the world, and they deliberately seduce people with intentions, and it is inevitable that such things will happen."
The voice of the woman Fuqin was ethereal and clear, interrupting Fei Wubuqi, who wanted to speak and stopped: "Let's go." ”
"Since the Supreme Prince does not hesitate to put down his body to do such a thing, just to let me go to the top of the sky, then I will take a trip."
"I'd like to see."
"What exactly does he want to do?"
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