Purple Cloud Gate

Located on the top of Ziyun Mountain in the west of Longyun Continent, the scenery here is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, which can be described as the spirit of Zhongtiandi, like a fairyland.

But at this time, the Ziyun Gate was full of sanitizing qi, and the mountain gate was broken, and there were blood stains everywhere.

The shouting and killing sound on the top of Ziyun Mountain continued, and I saw a group of people in green clothes like killing gods, and saw the people of Ziyunmen wearing purple clothes mercilessly and directly besieged and killed, but the people of Ziyunmen also resisted desperately, without fear, but it was obvious that the defeat of Ziyunmen was decided, and they were just making the last struggle.

"Liu Bozhong, do you still have to fight to the death now, quickly hand over the Ziyun Secret Book, otherwise you will definitely step on your Ziyun Gate!" an old man in Tsing Yi and a blue belt scolded at an old man in purple.

"Hmph, Long Mobai, I didn't expect Xuantian Sect to do such a shameless thing, how can I Liu someone be inferior in skills, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the Zun, Ziyun cheats don't want to get involved for half a point. Liu Bozhong, who was dressed in purple, had blood at the corners of his mouth at this time, his clothes and hair were messy, and he was obviously injured.

"Haha, Liu Bozhong, don't you still understand the principle that the strong are respected, it seems that you have lived in vain at such an age, since you yourself refuse to hand it over, then I can only arrest you and let my ancestor search for your soul, why bother......" Long Mobai was arrogant, obviously not taking Liu Bozhong in his eyes at all.

Said that this dragon Mobai went to attack and kill Liu Bozhong again, at this time Liu Bozhong was already at the end of the strong attack, where was still the opponent of this dragon Mobai, and he was imprisoned in only three rounds and could not get out.

At this time, the people of the Purple Cloud Sect no longer had the power to resist, Liu Bozhong was imprisoned for all his cultivation, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to commit suicide, so he had to look up to the sky and roar, and the old tears were rampant, could it be that the 10,000-year-old foundation left by the ancestor was destroyed in his own hands, he was unwilling, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't practice the Purple Cloud Secret Book, it was just a beginner!

"Let go of my master!" Just when Liu Bozhong was desperate, suddenly a young man shouted, rushed away from the few people who surrounded him, and rushed towards him.

"Jing'er, by all means, you can't save the teacher. Liu Bozhong saw that there were still apprentices who wanted to save him at the time of crisis, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, but now this practice is undoubtedly to hit a stone with an egg, and a person who can easily defeat him, his apprentice is afraid that it will be difficult to resist with a single move, although Xiao Jing has a good talent, he is too young.

But it's too late, if Xiao Jing is not exposed, there is still a chance to rush out and wait for the opportunity, and now if you want to retreat, where is there a chance, I saw that Long Mo Bai snorted coldly and slapped Xiao Jing very casually.

With one palm, just one palm, Xiao Jing was slapped a few feet away, vomited blood, and staggered to his feet.

"The little guy is good, not only did he not die after receiving my palm, but he can still stand up, not bad. Long Mobai couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that he didn't kill anyone with one palm, although it was just a random palm, but it was also calculated by himself, he felt that there was no need to waste a trace of strength to deal with such a young man.

"Old... Old fellow, let go of my master!" Although Xiao Jing was hit hard, he still had a resolute face and no fear.

"Boy, suffer death!" Seeing that Xiao Jing still dared to speak disrespectfully at this time, Long Mobai was suddenly furious, and slapped down with another palm.

Burst...

Xiao Jing was shot out again, a string of blood was sprinkled in the air, and after landing, he was motionless, and it seemed that he was dead.

"No... Long Mobai, you are so shameless, you actually did this to a junior. Liu Bozhong's eyes were split when he saw this, and he roared angrily.

"Take him away, and the people of the human hall will stay and clean up this mountain gate. Long Mobai ignored it, and after giving the order, he flew away.

"Do a thorough search again to make sure there is no living speech. A middle-aged man in green clothes greeted Long Mobai in high spirits after he left.

I saw that at this time, all the people around were dressed in green clothes, some people were searching everywhere, some people were wantonly killing, and when they saw that they were not desperate, they had to make up for it.

"Hall Master, the Purple Cloud Gate has been thoroughly searched to confirm that there is no living mouth. After a while, a thin young man who was also wearing green clothes came to the middle-aged man out of breath and knelt down on one knee and said.

"Very good, drag all the corpses to the bottom of the mountain and bury them, clean up the mountain gate, and in the future, this Purple Cloud Gate will be a branch of our Xuantian Sect Hall. The middle-aged man's face was full of pride.

The sky has gradually darkened, and the disciples of the Xuantian Sect who have received the order quickly carry all the corpses to the bottom of the mountain, and dig a big pit to bury them, but no one notices that one of the corpses has a finger move, and no one will take a closer look when it is so messy, not to mention that they have just won a big victory, and they are already unguarded.

"The soft armor that Master gave me before actually saved my life again, but I didn't have the ability to save Master, and I didn't have the ability to save my fellow brothers. "It was Xiao Jing who moved, although he was hit hard by Long Mobai twice, but he had only entered a state of suspended animation before, Xiao Jing never knew what was so special about this soft armor, and now he finally understood that this soft armor was absolutely extraordinary, otherwise under the premise of such a big gap in strength, it would be impossible for him to bear it.

Although Xiao Jing was gloomy, he knew that this was not the time to be sad, and he had to recover quickly, only if he could escape and become stronger, could he save his master and have the opportunity to avenge his brothers.

"Give me some money, deal with it, we are going to hold a celebration banquet on the top of this Ziyun Mountain, and this time the sect will benefit us. The middle-aged man stood on the top of the mountain and shouted and urged everyone, already thinking about how much benefit he could deduct from this sect's reward.

There were only six people involved in burying the corpse, after all, there were many other things to do, these people were chatting with each other while hurriedly digging the earth and rocks to start burying, just when the soil layer was about to cover all the corpses, suddenly a figure jumped up from the group of corpses, frightened that since the people involved in the burial were all staggering, they thought it was a corpse, but after all, they were all cultivators, and they reacted in an instant.

"There is still a living mouth, kill him!" Several people were furious when they saw this situation, but when they saw that it was only one person, and they were covered in injuries, they didn't care at all.

But Xiao Jing will not be restrained, the moment he jumped, he dodged in front of a person, and broke the person's neck with a backhand blow, and when the others reacted, he had already arrived in front of the second person, grabbed his portable sword, and sealed his throat with a sword.

When the other four people saw this situation, they couldn't help but be surprised, they didn't expect this person to be so skilled, and the strength of the few people who originally arranged to bury the corpse was the worst in the sect, and they were even more frightened at this time.

"Come on, there's still a living one. One of the quicker reflexes knew that the four of them might not be able to subdue this person, so he suddenly turned around and ran, shouting as he ran.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Jing knew that he couldn't fight, so the long sword was thrown suddenly, stabbing directly into the back of the man, stabbing out of the front of the heart, and nailing it to the ground, and then he turned around and picked up the sword of the person whose neck he had broken before, and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Where have you been?" The middle-aged man heard the shout, and immediately rushed over with someone, but only saw three people standing there trembling.

"Towards ... Ran down the hill. ”

"What a waste, chase me!" the middle-aged man said disdainfully when he saw that the three of them were frightened like this.

Xiao Jing didn't dare to run down the mountain along the main road, he knew that his physical strength had just recovered much, if he followed the main road, he would be caught up in a while, three or two were fine, if he was entangled by a group of people, he would have no possibility of breaking through in this state.

Growing up in Ziyun Mountain since he was a child, it can be said that he knows where to go down the mountain with his eyes closed, Xiao Jing at this time is constantly running wildly in the thorn bushes, where it is difficult to walk, taking routes that no one usually walks at all, but after all, he is going down the mountain, and he is seriously injured, and it is inevitable that the speed will slow down when encountering steep places.

At first, the middle-aged man chased down the main road with more than a dozen people, but after walking for a long time, the more he walked, the more he felt wrong, and at their speed, it was impossible to be dropped by a wounded person, and he couldn't even see the shadow.

"No, the man must not have followed the main road, but searched me, scattered and searched all the way down the mountain, and dug three feet into the ground to stand up for me. ”

"There's blood here!"

After a while, someone found fresh blood stains in the thorn bushes, and everyone continued to track along the blood trails, searching and tracking, and the speed was not much faster than Xiao Jing for a while.

Just as the scattered crowd was searching among the chaotic thorn bushes, suddenly a figure unknowingly pressed a person to the ground and killed him with one blow, not giving him a chance to call for help at all.

The person who shot was Xiao Jing, he saw that someone had already chased him, and took advantage of his familiarity with the terrain to flee in a roundabout way while secretly assassinating, and he didn't encounter any danger for a while.

It wasn't until Xuantian Sect lost four more people that the middle-aged man realized that something was wrong, he felt that there seemed to be fewer people, and the bloodstains tracked became a roundabout trend, and when he gathered everyone together, he realized that instead of running for his life in a hurry, that person used the terrain to kill them, which had to make the people of Xuantian Sect more and more angry.

But in this messy thorn bush, they are like blind eyes, they don't know where to look at it, such a chaotic environment, it is dark at this time, even if there is a person hiding a few meters in front of them, they may not be able to be easily discovered, let alone such a purposeless search, after all, the person who remains is only a void with the highest cultivation, and he can't use his breath to accurately judge a person's location.

At this time, Xiao Jing was not comfortable, after all, he was still injured, although he recovered a little during the gap, but such a serious injury was really not good for him, and now he was just relying on a force to support, and he took advantage of the darkness to find a relatively secret place to heal while being vigilant around.

Rustle... It didn't take long for someone to approach the thorn bush around Xiao Jing, and there was a loss before, the middle-aged man would rather search slowly than disperse people, and no longer give Xiao Jing a chance to assassinate at all.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Jing had no choice but to quietly move the place again, but the sky was about to dawn, and he had to retreat as soon as possible and escape from the range of Ziyun Mountain.

"Hall Master, the grass here is still warm, and he must not have gone far. Xiao Jing had just retreated for half an hour when someone discovered his previous hiding place.

"Give me a chase, that guy must be injured a lot, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stay here at all. The middle-aged man said viciously.

With the sound of birdsong, the sky gradually brightened, Xiao Jing finally recovered about fifty percent of his injuries after changing places a few more times, as long as there was no too fierce fight, it should not be a problem to escape, unless there were more powerful masters in Xuantian Sect.

"There, kill me, kill him, no, don't kill him, arrest me, I'm going to break him well, let Lao Tzu find a night, his grandmother's!"

Just when Xiao Jing was about to quietly transfer the place and escape, the middle-aged man actually discovered him first with his breath, and at this time, the more than ten people who originally participated in the pursuit had increased to as many as thirty.

"Oops, I'm just going to run away desperately. Seeing this situation, Xiao Jing didn't hesitate, and suddenly fled with an arrow step.