Before South County.

The four people of the county lord were still silently confronting each other.

But the dark clouds in the sky have not yet dissipated.

At this time, the dark clouds had gathered larger and larger, and seemed to be about to obscure all the moonlight.

Huang Chunqiu held a wine spoon in his hand, then scooped a spoonful of wine and handed it to the county lord.

The county lord drank it in a dashing manner, with indescribable pleasure on his face.

But when Huang Chunqiu handed over the wine, he could feel the green tendons that jumped out of the county lord's hands.

The Demon Lord and the Demon King stood beneath the dark clouds and did not move.

They did not go forward because they were afraid that the county lord would have an ambush.

Even a character like the Demon Lord, who travels thousands of miles to come here with his magical powers, also has a lot of consumption.

The Demon Lord looked at the dark clouds in the sky, his face calm, as if he had thought of something.

He didn't choose to go any further.

He and the Demon King stood still.

Calm and elegant, he said, "I have a lot of time, and I won't venture near the South-County Town." ”

The county lord was stunned, he seemed to have realized what he was planning to wait for.

The county lord smiled and asked, "Do you really think that these people in my southern county city will really hand over Luo Ning and the people of Starfall Pavilion?"

The Demon Lord smiled and said, "It's not that I thought that this matter would be known in a while. ”

The county lord reached out again and took out a spoonful of wine.

Huang Chunqiu's knuckles holding the broom in his hand turned slightly white.

It's the one they fear the most, and the one they don't want to see.

But they still didn't show it.

There was just calm on their faces.

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South County.

The moonlight was gone.

It's not because Yunke's sword light is too dazzling.

Rather, it was because there was a dark cloud in the sky that was spreading and getting bigger and bigger.

Many moon-watchers in Nanjun began to notice the dark cloud, and they began to panic a little, because some people had lived here for more than ten years.

This is not the case at the Mid-Autumn Festival every year.

Or in other words, as long as the county lord is here, this will not happen.

Now the moonlight in the sky is blocked by the moonlight.

The crowd began to set their eyes on Nanjun Palace.

They began to realize that something seemed to be wrong.

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Yin Ziqing was pulling the three people from the Starfall Pavilion and was frantically fleeing on the street.

The three Starfall Pavilion people saw the dark clouds in the sky, and they were so frightened that they couldn't walk anymore.

Their bodies were hidden under the black umbrella, and their lips trembled and grabbed Yin Ziqing.

"We... Can't walk......"

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In the palace of Nangun.

There are many more people who have noticed the dark cloud.

Ying Tanxi looked up at the dark cloud, and his face was a little unnatural.

For her thoughts had flown out of the city, to her father's.

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And at this time on the battlefield.

Yunke's sword intent has reached its peak.

This sword was his strongest sword, and it was also the one he could handle.

His ranking was originally extremely low on the Dengyun list, not because of his strength, but because of his style.

But at this time, the sword that Yun Ke slashed out made He Rensi's palm wind turn upside down, and it could make the moonlight in the hall lose its color.

With such strength, who can not admit him?

The sword wind rises, and the moonlight falls.

The wind swept the dust and moonlight above the hall, and the broken mooncakes on the tables, including the broken wood of the tables, chairs and benches.

The wind in the sky is all one with Yunke's sword at this moment.

This is an extremely powerful sword.

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Luo Ning's eyes looked at Yun Ke's back, and he was silent, he really didn't expect that Yun Ke had such a talent, such a sword, even if he fought with him, he couldn't cut it on the day he fought with him.

Blood was running down his lips.

The flame burning on the sword has also been extinguished.

The few swords just now had already consumed all of his spiritual power.

But fortunately, in the case of Nayunke's almost life-threatening blow, Sui Mozhi also suffered a lot of injuries.

He was still holding his sword, his face expressionless.

Above the main hall, more people set their eyes on Luo Ning.

Only then did they remember that everything this time was because of Luo Ning and the people of Starfall Pavilion.

Their gaze began to turn cold, as if they were ready to strike again.

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At this moment, the smell of alcohol in the air is strong.

The aroma of mooncakes is strong.

The sword intent is also strong.

He Rensi's flesh palm seemed to be darkened the moment Yun Ke slashed out this sword.

But even so, he had just entered the Yin and Yang Realm, and now if he wanted to penetrate He Rensi's palm, he was still far away.

Two strong winds blew on the main hall.

One is a sword from Yunke, and the other is a palm from Horensi.

The two winds staggered, and then began to bite each other.

There was originally the aroma of wine in the hall, and there was originally the aroma of moon cakes.

But the moment two strong winds appeared, all the aromas in the hall became dimmed at this time.

The tightness in the air seems to be suffocating.

Yunke slashed out with a sword.

A crack appeared in his sword in an instant.

Under the coercion of He Rensi's palm, even he is absolutely unable to resist.

The two breaths collided with each other, and the two winds suddenly gathered together.

The bodies of these two people were also obscured by the fragments of the two winds, and they were no longer visible.

In those two winds, there would occasionally be a crisp sword sound, and occasionally there would be the palm of this spiritual power.

Yunke actually relied on his sword intent to support He Rensi for such a long time.

But he was no match for anyone after all.

Three breaths of time.

In the air, Yunke's sword intent could no longer be felt.

Two more breaths passed.

Suddenly, there was a sound of something shattering in the air.

Luo Ning's eyes were fixed on somewhere in the wind, and he knew that it was Yunke's bones shattered.

Then there was no light or shadow in the wind.

A streak of blood flew out of it.

Then there is Yunke's body.

The sword in his hand was not broken, but it was bent.

His body slammed into the wall of Nanjun Palace.

The wall was instantly knocked out of a large herringbone hole.

Yunke's body is embedded in this hole.

Blood was running from the corners of his mouth.

Eyes tightly closed.

The sword in his hand had been bent at ninety degrees.

The squall stopped.

The rags in the sky fell to the ground almost instantly.

He Rensi walked out among the pouring wine and sawdust.

His face and body were still spotless.

His palms curled up slightly, as if he had never made a move.

He looked at Luo Ning and said, "Even if he helps you, you still can't leave." ”

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Luo Ning smiled bitterly, "Maybe I don't want to leave at all?"

He Rensi said, "This is the best, you can suffer less." ”

He looked disdainfully at Whoever was on the wall.

"Your sword is very strong, you can rank in the top ten of the cloud climbing list, and you can even enter the top five, but it is still far behind. ”

He looked at Luo Ning again and said, "I thought it was better to use weapons than my own hands. ”

He waved his hand slightly, and the palm in the air condensed.

The wind above the main hall condensed again.

A palm print appeared on the wall of the temple.

He said calmly, "I can do it with a palm of my hand." ”

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