Suddenly, there was a strange movement in the air, and a heavy pressure descended suddenly.

Suddenly, the sound of the light gauze being torn apart came, and then, the tassels were scattered, and the crisp sound of the delicate pearl falling on the ground sounded, and the entire hall was depressed a lot.

Sensing the slightest mistake, Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui couldn't help but tilt their heads, glanced at each other, and paused slightly.

The crisp sound of the collision of sharp blades sounded, and the air in the hall suddenly became heavy and abnormal, flowing with a terrifying murderous aura, oppressing the meridians of the people.

"Get out!"

The low voice accompanied by the deep spiritual power came, resounding throughout the hall, echoing above the beams, listening carefully, faintly, there was a deep anger.

At that moment, a deep spiritual power struck, rolling up the four people who were standing in place, and at an extremely fast speed, they were taken out of the Wind Lotus Palace.

The terrifying majesty pressed on the back, the strong spiritual power blew the clothes and hunted, and the sound of fighting from the Wind Lotus Hall was accompanied by sharp air currents, oppressing everyone's breathing.

The wind suddenly rose, and there was chaos in front of him, and faintly, only a mess of sharp sword rays could be seen, which were a little dazzling.

The spiritual power roared by, and Nan Shiyan's cold voice came from his ears, and the words were sonorous.

"Stay outside, don't come here."

"Be careful!"

The spiritual power of the four people slowly calmed down, supported them, and landed firmly on the ground.

There was a strange touch suddenly under his feet, and the Great Elder frowned, lowered his eyes, but at that moment, he seemed to be frightened by something, and took a step back suddenly, his face flustered.

I saw that on the cold ground, the corpses of Caihe and Wei Huai were lying quietly, Caihe's bloodstained face was facing the direction of the Great Elder, and the hideous wound had a strange smell under the deep night.

Seeing this, Mo hooked his lips slightly, his complexion softened slightly, and his voice slowed down a little.

"Great Elder, are you alright?"

The Great Elder took a deep breath, raised his eyes stiffly, shook his head, and said with difficulty: "Back to the prince, the old minister is fine." ”

The sword light flashed in front of him, and blood spurted out, falling on the gray robe of the Great Elder, extremely red.

Taking in this surprised face, Gong Linggui held the long sword and smiled slightly at the Great Elder, the meaning was unknown.

"Great Elder, be careful."

"That's right."

The smile on his face deepened a little, and Gong Linggui raised his eyebrows, but his voice was obviously serious.

"The corpses of Lord Wei Huai and Caihe, please keep them safe, but nothing can go wrong."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed between his left fingers, and with a muffled snort, another person fell down beside him.

The Great Elder frowned, hurriedly answered "Yes", and did not dare to slack off, so he beckoned to the vast night, and several shadows appeared from the swaying shadows of the trees, silently fell in front of the Great Elder, and said respectfully: "I have seen the Great Elder." ”

The Great Elder waved his hand casually, then pointed to the terrible corpses of the two on the ground, and commanded in a deep voice:

"Send these two back to Fengluan Palace, remember, don't be harmed."

One of the shadows lowered his head and said "yes", then stood up, bowed slightly to the other two shadows, and took the bodies of Wei Huai and Caihe and walked out in the direction of Fengluan Palace.

In the Wind Lotus Palace, it was obvious that a fierce battle had entered, and huge sounds kept coming, shaking people's hearts.

Outside the Wind Lotus Palace, there were black-clothed people from time to time, and they couldn't help but say, they were directly attacking everyone, although the number was not much, but there was no intention of stopping.

The Great Elder dragged his injured right arm, and a long sword provoked a sharp sword light, and the gray robe was stained with a little red blood.

Several more shadows flew from the treetops, leaned slightly towards the Great Elder, and without saying a word, began to kill the enemy.

Seeing this, Gong Linggui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a hint of interest flashed on his face, the curvature at the corner of his mouth was unclear, but his eyes were cold.

Since someone has come to help, it's better to rest for a while.

Pursing the corners of his lips, Gong Linggui raised his hand, and the long sword pierced the chest of the person in front of him, and at the same time, the slender figure retreated sharply, avoiding the blood that splattered out.

Looking at the killers that appeared outside the Wind Lotus Hall from time to time, Gong Linggui's eyes moved, and he lightly swept over the Great Elder and the shadows he brought, and shook his head at Su Yunshu quietly.

Receiving the meaning of Gong Linggui, Su Yunshu was relieved, and glanced at the Great Elder and those shadows who were busy fighting, then turned sideways, avoided the fierce attack, and no longer fell in love with the battle.

The cyan hem of the clothes crossed the cold arc under the night, and Su Yunshu's figure fell on Gong Linggui's side.

Gong Linggui's big bony hand was raised, and his slender fingers lightly tapped the hilt of the sword, and a sound of Qingyue's sword roar sounded, and at that moment, the blood stains on the long sword disappeared, and the sword body returned to a clear ink color.

Raising his eyes as if carelessly, Gong Linggui glanced at the few people present, looked at the battle situation not far away, pursed the corners of his lips, his spiritual power was running, and his deep voice reached Su Yunshu's ears, with an undisguised sense of seriousness.

"Cloud Book."

Sensing Gong Linggui's strange appearance, Su Yun's writing tone remained unchanged, he only raised his hand casually, picked up a pale silk handkerchief in one hand, and wiped the sword body slowly, his eyebrows and eyes were as light as smoke, his deep spiritual power was running, his lips were tightly pursed, and a cautious voice came to Gong Linggui's ears.

"Ling Gui."

Gong Linggui raised his hand, his light gaze slowly slid across the clear sword body, and the sharp blade turned, clearly reflecting his handsome face.

"Wait a while, pay attention to covering up your cultivation, try to make as few shots as possible, and pay attention to suppressing your spiritual power when you shoot."

Hearing this, Su Yunshu's brows furrowed slightly, and the hand wiping the sword body paused, but in an instant, he seemed to understand something, and his complexion returned to normal.

"Is there a problem with the Great Elder?"

"It's not just the Great Elder."

After a pause, Gong Linggui was silent for a while, and his voice was a lot colder.

"The dead Wei Huai and the palace maid Caihe, their appearance is too strange to be careless."

"And."

After a little silence, Gong Linggui raised his eyes, glanced lightly at the great elder who was holding the long sword to kill the enemy, and narrowed his eyes.

"When we arrived at the Wind Lotus Palace, the Great Elder and those shadow guards were already outside this hall, but they were just hiding their breath."

"The phantom array has just opened, presumably they are also the same as King Nasheng, they were blocked from the formation, and they didn't see that fierce battle."

"I didn't show up until now, so I guess I have some new plans."

"I know."

Su Yunshu frowned, his slender fingers brushed the clear blade, his eyebrows and eyes sharp.

"At that time, I also felt their breath."

Gong Linggui let out a soft "um", the hair scattered on the side of his face was lifted by the night breeze, and his eyes were light.