Kyushu, Tianjian Mountain:

Since the fall of the Heavenly Sword Gate, this place has become the helm of the Star Pavilion in Kyushu.

Li Chen's two registered disciples, Zhang Lingxiu and Huoyun Ancestor, were in charge of guarding the town.

Some time ago, after they received the news from Lian Hongshang, Huoyun Ancestor took away most of the elite masters in the sect and went to the wilderness to support.

Zhang Lingxiu was concerned about the wilderness war and was worried all day long.

Fortunately, a month later, the Fire Cloud Ancestor had returned.

Zhang Lingxiu couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that Huoyun Ancestor had a broken arm, and hurriedly asked about the battle situation over there.

Huoyun Ancestor didn't think much of his broken arm, and he laughed heartily.

"Senior sister, don't worry, the wilderness crisis has been solved, and I have a great news for you!"

Zhang Lingxiu was surprised, and asked with flashing eyes, "What great news?" ”

Huoyun Ancestor paused for a moment and said; "Master, his old man is back!"

Hearing the news, Zhang Lingxiu's whole person froze on the spot.

Ignoring etiquette, she stepped forward and grabbed Huoyun Ancestor's arm, and asked excitedly, "What are you talking about, Master Venerable He is back?" ”

"Oh, senior sister, you light!"

Huoyun Ancestor was injured, and when he was dragged by Zhang Lingxiu like this, he immediately let out a miserable scream.

Zhang Lingxiu realized at this time that he was a little rude, he smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I'm sorry, junior brother, I'm so excited." You didn't lie to me, did you, Master, really come back? ”

Huoyun Ancestor rubbed his somewhat aching arm and said, "Of course it's true, how can I lie to you about such a big thing?" ”

Zhang Lingxiu was sure that he had heard correctly, and began to pace back and forth in the main hall with excited incoherent words.

"By the way, Master, didn't he come back with you?"

As she spoke, Zhang Lingxiu was like a giraffe, stretching her neck and looking out of the door, trying to find the figure that made her think about it day and night.

It's a pity that it's empty outside, which makes Zhang Lingxiu very disappointed.

How could Huoyun Ancestor not know the thoughts of his little senior sister, sorted out his thoughts and said, "Little senior sister, the master has gone to the demon capital, let me come over first." I hope that it won't be long before the old man will come back! ”

……

Meanwhile:

Dozens of ghostly figures, taking advantage of the night, had quietly slipped up at this time.

If Huoyun Ancestor was here, he would definitely be able to see at a glance that the person who was the leader of the True Immortal Alliance was Jian He, the leader of the True Immortal Alliance, who had broken his arm.

Jianhe's goal this time is to take advantage of the wilderness and war, when everyone's attention is in the wilderness and there is no time to take care of them, he plans to take a salary from the bottom of the kettle and destroy the Xingchen Pavilion Kyushu rudder in one fell swoop.

Jianhe was originally a disciple of Tianjian Mountain, and he grew up here since he was a child, and he was very familiar with every grass and tree on the mountain.

Therefore, he passed several levels quietly with almost no effort.

"In front of the inner mountain hall, He Lei, and others led twenty disciples to clear the enemy on the left flank of the main hall. Black Zinc, you lead twenty disciples and are responsible for clearing the enemy on the right flank of the main hall. The rest of the people came with me and went straight to the inner mountain hall, do you understand? ”

He Lei, Hei Zinc was originally also a disciple of Tianjian Mountain, and he was a junior disciple of Jianhe. Now, too, his right-hand man.

After they answered in unison, the three teams of centaurs, like three sharp blades about to come out of their sheaths and drink blood, plunged straight into the body of the Kyushu rudder of the Star Pavilion.

"Stop, who's there?"

The disciples of the Star Pavilion who were in charge of patrolling found a sneaky figure, and they immediately stopped drinking.

However, before his words could land, he saw a cold light, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, suddenly locking on its prey, and instantly penetrated his throat.

The knife is up and down, and the blood is like a waterfall!

The remaining few Xingchen Pavilion disciples had not had time to react, and they had been killed by the elite masters under the command of Jian He, like chopping melons and vegetables.

The patrol leader who had been stabbed in the throat exerted his last bit of strength and shouted with blood: "Warning, someone is going up the mountain......"

Before his words landed, the vitality in his eyes was instantly dissipated, and the whole person's head shrugged down and died completely.

The movement outside the main hall soon spread into the main hall.

The disciples of the Star Pavilion rushed out in a hurry, preparing to defend against the enemy.

But before they could spot the enemy's tracks, they were slain by the enemy who was lurking in the shadows.

For a while, the corpse lay on the ground, blood gushing like a waterfall.

Zhang Lingxiu and Huoyun Ancestor, who were in the main hall, couldn't help but be shocked when they heard the sound outside.

The two of them looked at each other and said, "What's the situation, go out and see!" ”

But before they could walk out of the temple gate, they saw a familiar figure in front of them.

Seeing someone coming, Huoyun Ancestor's pupils dilated suddenly, and he shouted in shock: "Sword River? ”

Jian He's eyes were gloomy, and he coldly swept over Huoyun Ancestor and Zhang Lingxiu, and Sen Sen smiled: "Why, it seems that you are very surprised by my arrival!" ”

Huoyun Ancestor was furious and shouted: "Sword River, the revenge of the broken arm, I haven't asked you to report it yet, you dare to take the initiative to send it to the door!" ”

After speaking, he lifted the gang knife with one hand, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and rushed towards the sword river.

In Jian He's narrowed eyes, a cold glow of disdain flashed.

"I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Before the words fell, his arm shook, and a soft sword shaped like a poisonous snake swallowed the cold light and went straight up.

"Dang Qiang!"

Swords collide and fires splatter!

"Kick and stare at it!"

Huoyun Ancestor was originally inferior to Jianhe, but now he has a broken arm, and his strength has been greatly reduced, which is even worse.

Therefore, it was only a face-to-face confrontation, and he was shocked to retreat again and again.

The other dozen or so disciples of the Star Pavilion saw that the Huoyun Ancestor was shaken back, and they all raised their respective divine weapons and slashed towards the Sword River from all directions.

Jian He glanced at them coldly, and the soft sword in his hand changed his move in the air, sweeping through the thousands of troops with one blow, sweeping towards the throat of the Xingchen Pavilion disciples who rushed up.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

……

These dozen or so Star Pavilion disciples, because their cultivation was too weak, they couldn't resist the attack of the Sword River at all.

When the sword shadow passed, all of them pierced through their throats in an instant, spewing out pillars of blood.

At this time, there was also chaos outside, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Zhang Lingxiu and Huoyun Ancestor were both shocked.

They looked at each other, and they both understood.

This time, Sword River and their large-scale invasion of Xingchen Pavilion was premeditated.

This time, it must be more than lucky.

At this moment, Huoyun Ancestor suddenly stepped forward, pushed Zhang Lingxiu violently, and yelled hysterically:

"Little Senior Sister, I'm here to stop this guy. Hurry up, get out of here! ”

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