"It's so chaotic, there are killings and fights everywhere, there is no order at all, this is the case in Qiaoshan outside, and the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum inside must be even more chaotic, too dangerous. This immature little flower of mine is too susceptible to destruction, so it is better to be careful, and it is safer to wait for the long-legged royal sister to come and enter, and the possibility of obtaining treasures is also larger. ”

Although Ye Rong had not yet received the Flying Sword Transmission, he had a feeling that the long-legged Royal Sister would definitely come.

Near Qiaoshan, just in his sight, there were more than a dozen battles going on. Either because of a little friction, or because the two sides are enemies, hostile to each other, and always the naked bloody breath wafts in the air.

"A sword is withered, you actually arrived at this bridge mountain, it seems that God wants you to die!"

Ye Rong was stunned for a moment, and found that more than a dozen people rushed over and surrounded himself faintly. A white-faced scholar at the head was a little familiar, and he couldn't call his name at once.

"Look where you're running this time!"

"Who are you, have we met?"

Hao's head is poor, the blood on his face is surging, and the faint words of this kid are extremely lethal. People simply forget about you, don't remember your existence, and this kind of ignorance is more humiliating than anything. The abuse is coming.

"Oh, come to think of it, you're the guy that Dream Butterfly killed in seconds."

Burst! Hao Shou didn't get over after a breath, he was hit again, and the last thing he wanted to face was revealed, and he could only be beaten and couldn't fight back afterwards, so he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Rong raised his vigilance, observed the surroundings, and checked the way back. Ever since he recognized that the other party was the white-faced scholar of the Yanyu Building who died in the hands of the long-legged royal sister, he knew that he couldn't be good, and the group of people on the other side was violent, obviously not here to drink tea and chat with him.

"Die! A sword withered, you must die under my pen today! ”

Hao Shou Qianjing screamed, and the huge lake pen in his hand appeared again, this is the unique magic weapon of Confucianism - it is not that there is no flying sword to kill the enemy, but it just so happens that the chief Confucian of Lingnan Academy is the best at hurting people with a pen, and writing with ink and writing into a spell attack.

...... "Look, there's a fight over there again!" ”

"It seems that he is still a master, and his mana fluctuates very violently!"

"That person is Haoshou Poor Scripture, it seems that he is the third master of Yanyu Building, and he ranks seventy-seven on the heavenly list!"

In fact, in addition to the top 30 super powerhouses on the list, the average masters of the list will not be known by ordinary players, at most they have a certain reputation and recognition in the local area.

But Yanyulou is also one of the large player organizations, and its big boss and second master are all super bulls in the top ten on the heavenly list, and even the reputation of making Hao head poor has risen a lot.

"Tsk, it's really a bull flying all over the sky, this is the seventh non-Shushan Sword Alliance's heavenly powerhouse that appeared today."

"I don't know who his opponent is, I guess I have suffered a lot, and I will definitely be reborn!"

The surrounding players were discussing excitedly, and many passers-by simply stopped and watched from afar.

The battles of the masters of the heavenly list are also very rare, and the protagonists of the previous battles are not big names who can take the stage.

"Chariot, what do you think? I heard that Haoshou was the chief Confucian student of Lingnan Academy, which is the larger academy in the south. ”

"Hmph, the top 50 of the heavenly list is not worth reference at all, and the rankings that change all day and night are not worth looking at at all! These Confucian academies, where can they be compared with our Emei, even if they are all united, they are just a mayfly in front of Emei! ”

Two high-ranking members of the Shushan Sword Alliance sat upright on a floating battleship, each holding a glass of fine wine in their hands, watching the battle in the distance.

On the surface of this floating combat ship, there is a huge blue and purple double sword logo, and the ship can also accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, which is a rare large ship. I don't know which level or order, but there are four floating warships of the previous model that are slightly smaller than this, distributed above the entrance of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, which can also see the wealth of the Shushan Sword Alliance.

These two high-level officials of the Shushan Sword Alliance, one has a rough face and a heroic atmosphere, and the other is feminine and delicate, and his heart is deep.

"Report to the blue master, Xiao Zhang's sword envoy, and the person who fought against Haoshou has inquired about it, called Yijian Kurong, the chief disciple of Qingcheng Tianshu Hall, and created a player organization called Qingdi League, which is currently quite powerful in the Qingcheng area."

A player with extremely fast sword light landed on the floating battleship and ran up two steps, reporting the intelligence information collected by the Shushan Sword Alliance in a short period of time.

These two people, one is actually the master of the nine divisions of the Shushan Sword Alliance, and the other is one of the sixteen sword envoys of the Sword Alliance, both of whom are absolute high-level leaders in the Shushan Sword Alliance, and belong to the most core figures.

The blue chariot, the head of the chariot department, Xiao Xiangzi, and the sword envoy of the anti-heaven department.

This position of sword envoy was established by the Shushan Sword Alliance for a period of time after the official creation of the gang, and it was also to win over those who were extremely powerful, or who had a lot of power behind them, but who were not able to stand on their own.

Basically, each of the nine divisions has a sword master, and the more powerful ones have two sword masters, and the first of the nine divisions has three sword masters. A total of sixteen sword envoys also have the right to speak and vote at the alliance meeting within the Shushan Sword Alliance.

In this way, the Reverse Heaven Department and the first core member of the Reverse Water Han himself have four seats, and their power in the Sword Alliance has expanded one step further.

"A sword withered glory, is it him?"

The blue chariot read thoughtfully, slowly reflecting on something.

"What, Blue, do you know this guy?"

Xiao Xiangzi asked with a smile, but no matter how he smiled, it always gave people the feeling that he was sinister and calculating you.

"I had a relationship before, but I didn't expect it to develop well."

"The chief disciple of Qingcheng Tianshu Hall has a bit of an identity."

Xiao Xiangzi nodded slightly, in the eyes of these people, the Blue Emperor League is naturally not worth mentioning, and the only thing worth paying attention to is the identity of this sect.

Although Qingcheng and Emei cannot be compared, in terms of the real top combat power, they are actually not inferior at all, and there are even winners - the Boy of Bliss, Tiandu and Minghe, the two Taishang Elders, these three are all super bosses who can fly to the immortal realm at any time, even on Mount Emei, they can't match the huge huge giants.

However, Emei's advantage lies in the abundant Taoist books, flying swords, magic weapons, as well as a large number of second-generation elders, and third-generation disciples whose strength surpasses that of ordinary second-generation elders.

"It seems that I have time to let a sword and a sword wither Rong contact again, although Qingcheng is weak, but those big guys can't ignore it. If he can secure the position of chief disciple, there may be a place for him to be used in the later stages of the game. ”

The blue chariot was silently groaning there, and the identity of the master of one department was extremely glorious in the eyes of others, but the chariot department belonged to the bottom of the nine divisions of the Shushan Sword Alliance, and his son was also very hard.

"The fall of the mulberry, its yellow and fallen! ”

Haoshou poured ink with a wave, a poem is completed in an instant, the dragon walks the snake, the iron hook is silver, and each big light word is full of Haoran righteousness, exuding a strong brilliance.

"What a fast cast speed! The attacks of the Confucian disciples are really special, continuous and endless! ”

Ye Rong is in a very bad mood now, that white-faced scholar named Haoshou Poor Jing actually chased and beat him hard, and regarded himself as his enemy, if you have the ability, you can go to the long-legged royal sister to take revenge.

I didn't dare to find a woman to take revenge, but I found myself, this is to pinch me as a soft persimmon?

It's really unbearable for uncles and aunts, Ye Rong decided to educate him well, let him know that some people can't be messed with, and by the way, he can also improve his ranking on the heavenly list.

In the ranking system of the Old Rain Building, the battle between players is used as the most important scoring system, especially the battle between players on the Heavenly List, Ye Rong was squeezed out precisely because he fought too little with people some time ago.

If he can kill the seventy-seventh-ranked Haoshou Poor Scripture, there is no doubt that he will return to the heavenly list!

"His meow kung fu panda, before I came, it happened to be Chong Xuan Zhenjing and improved, and I happened to use this white-faced boy as a whetstone!"

After resisting the first wave of attacks with the Hundred Poisonous Cold Light Barrier and turning it into a dazzling glow, Ye Rong began to fight back.

The speed of splashing ink and writing is fast, and his sword qi is faster, and even the flying sword is a sword qi that he raises his hand directly before it comes out.

Ping Pong!

A rushing sword qi in Ye Rong's hand has no difference in the sword light of the same flying sword, and it is even more unpredictable, although it will dissipate in the air after fighting out the three words of light, but when he flicks his index finger, it is another sword qi.

"It's so refreshing! It turns out that this is the true face of the Chong Void Sword Qi, the previous one was just a child's thing, before he got the matching Dao book, the power of the Chong Void True Sutra was not enough, even if he cultivated it, it was just an ordinary Dao book! ”

Ye Rong understood the mystery of the Chong Void Sword Qi, and he was agile and twisty, tactful, and brought the treacherous sword path to the limit.

Haoshou only felt that there were sword qi shooting from all directions, and from the aggressive splash of ink to attack, he became more and more restrained and restricted, and fifty percent of his energy was focused on defense, and he didn't dare to attack with all his strength.

Every sword qi is imaginative, antelope hanging horns, the completion is incomprehensible, and a lot of energy is spent on defense.

Even if this sword qi that was not strong was eliminated, as soon as that hateful sword withered Rong raised his finger, another one appeared, making him anxious to deal with.

(To be continued)