Over the past millennia.

The most famous of the four factions of Lingxu is the foot, although he himself has not spent much time in the door, but after all, it is the sect created by the family, even if it is far away in the many hidden tribes in Nanling, the name of the foot is also very loud.

The second is the Shanshui Sect, this sect in the past thousand years, the strength has actually faintly exceeded the feet, there are many disciples, it is the most prosperous faction among the four factions of Lingxu, and the last few hundred years have been widely aligned, especially the cooperation with the Great Han Dynasty, so that the power of the Shanshui Sect has successfully extended to the entire Eastern Five Desolations.

The second is the Sword Intent Sect, this door is not obvious, but it is the most belligerent of the four factions of Lingxu, and most of the disciples in the door are fierce masters, and they will start fighting if they don't agree with each other, which has caused a lot of trouble to the four factions of Lingxu.

Because of this, there were a lot of contradictions with the feet who were once the leaders of the four factions.

The biggest contradiction is that thirty years ago, more than a dozen disciples of the Sword Intent Sect caused a big basket outside and slaughtered an entire Xiuxian family for no reason, in order to calm the resentment, Ju Quezi personally came to the door and forced the Daoyi Sect to hand over those disciples, beheaded them, and sacrificed in front of the door of the Xiuxian family.

But the key thing is that among these people is the youngest son of Ning Yuan, the sect leader of the Sword Intent Sect, Ning Yuan begged Ju Quezi's subordinates to show mercy several times, and proposed to replace his son with an outer disciple, but Ju Que Zi refused.

Since then, the Sword Intent Sect has drifted away from its feet.

And the Qinglian Sect is the one with the most speechless feet, one is that the exercises of the Qinglian Sect are not aggressive, and the sect leader is basically a woman, she doesn't like to fight, and in many major matters, she basically obeys the opinions of her feet.

Speaking of the Sword Intent Sect, there was some confusion in the sect at this time.

A large number of elders and disciples gathered in front of the main hall, each carrying a big sword, murderous.

Seven Inner Gate Elders of the Sword Intent Sect sat in the middle of the main hall.

Sitting at the top was an old man, who was the senior brother of the sect master Ning Yuan, and they were both the adopted sons of the previous sect master, so they were also surnamed Ning.

"That's the way it is, the sect master lit the messenger talisman and ordered us to wait for the attack. ”

Ning Feng threw out a piece of fiery red rune paper with a few numbers on it.

Several elders looked at each other, and one of them asked tentatively, "Is the person who shouted just now really Juquezi?"

"It doesn't matter if it's right or not, the foot is dead, even if Ju Que Zi comes back, he can't change anything!" Ning Feng's face was expressionless, "You each bring a part of the elders and disciples of the outer gate, if there is nothing to do on the Nine Peaks of the Feet, you will stay there until the end of the palace uncle's breakthrough, if there is an enemy on the Nine Peaks, ......"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed on Ning Feng's face, and he said coldly, "Just kill them all for me!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, on the top of several main peaks of the Shanshui Sect, there were also elders and disciples who quietly descended the mountain and went straight to the mountains in the east.

On the cliff south of the Sword Intent Sect, the chicken leg man was bored, and he was really a little irritable waiting.

The old dog looked at him, scratched his neck, grabbed a flea, put it in his mouth, and crittered and chewed it.

Suddenly, dozens of streamers streaked across the top of the opposite mountain.

The chicken leg man rubbed his feet and stood up, "Nai's, it's finally out!"

He took out a big stick from his sleeve, put it on his shoulder, jumped down from the top of the mountain, and the road marks flashed under his feet, and stopped in front of those people, and shouted, "I drove this road! I planted this tree! If you pass here, leave the money to buy the road!"

Everyone stepped back and looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Robbery in Lingxu Mountain?

It's something that hasn't been fucking done in 7,000 years.

The elder who led the team had a bad face, "Where did the thief come from? Dare to rob the head of my Sword Intent Sect? Don't you want to live?"

The chicken leg man grinned, "Let's talk about whether you live or not, have you brought any money? I will collect everything! Money, treasures, spiritual grass, everything, even your wife and children can be deducted at a discount, Tong Su is not deceived!"

"Look for death!"

The elder pulled out the long knife at his waist, and the sword light broke through the air, extremely powerful.

The chicken leg man spat and foamed.

The saliva flew out and slammed into the knife light.

And then.

The sword light is gone.

The elder rubbed his eyes, looked down at the knife in his hand, and was at a loss.

The dozens of Sword Intent Sect disciples behind him were all dumbfounded.

"Alas, I don't have a sense of accomplishment in beating you, I heard that there is a Supreme Elder named Wenhou in your sect, otherwise you will call him out to fight with me?"

"Who are you—who are you?"

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, Lao Tzu is called ...... I won't tell you!"

The chicken leg man smiled, his figure flashed, extremely fast, and in an instant, he came behind the elder, and with a wave of the stick in his hand, he knocked the elder unconscious directly.

Dozens of sword lights slashed in, densely packed, like a huge net.

"No. ”

The chicken leg man smashed it with one hand, the knife light shattered, and he looked up into the distance, and there were hundreds of streamers flying towards him in the Sword Intent Sect.

"Oh, there are so many people, it's really a fucking chore, I knew I would have asked that girl for more money. He quickly walked through the field, knocking on the disciples of the Sword Intent Sect one by one, "I don't know how the fourth child is playing on the Shanshui Sect......"

Foot west in the mountains.

There was a woman sitting by the river.

The night engulfed her figure.

She has a long scar on her face, short hair, and her appearance is far from beautiful, let alone beautiful.

The knife in her hand was extremely long and wide, and she held the handle of the knife with both hands, the tip of which was stuck in the ground.

She's been sitting here for a day.

And in the mountains and forests to the west, there was finally a fluctuation of spiritual energy.

She got up suddenly, didn't talk so much to the chicken leg man, just simply drew the knife rudely, slashed horizontally, and immediately chopped.

In the mountains and forests, blood was splashed.

On the Shanshui Sect, the lights are bright, illuminating this place as if it were day.

Ju Quezi crossed Erlang's legs, and his toes trembled.

"Senior Brother Mu is very leisurely. Bai Cang glanced at him, "But I don't know if those people of yours are leisurely now." ”

"Don't worry, it's definitely comfortable. ”

"Senior Brother Mu is very confident. ”

"Of course, I'm not fully prepared...... "Ju Quezi turned his head and smiled happily, "Why am I here?"

Bai Cang's heart sank suddenly.

"Scared?" Ju Que Zi noticed Bai Cang's expression.

"This is the Shanshui Sect, and there is the Forbidden Mountain. Bai Cang pointed to the mountain peak in the distance, "Why am I afraid?"

"Heh, Forbidden Mountain," Ju Que Zi sneered, "It's just a group of old fellows who are afraid of death teaming up to find a place to live, and there's a fart difference from the grave?"

"Of course there is," Bai Cang's words were cold, "if those old fellows of your feet are still alive, their feet will not be destroyed." ”

Ju Que Zi looked at him, "The foot is coming back today." ”

"Really, I'm afraid you're a bamboo basket fetching water. ”

Ju Que Zi smiled sheepishly, and glanced back at the hundreds of golden giant chairs, "Then guess how many people here are here to help me?"

Bai Cang and Ning Yuan beside him glanced at each other, and both of them had some uneasiness in their eyes.

Bai Cang crushed a messenger again, and then transmitted the sound to Nangong Yao.

Nangong Yao raised her head and looked at Bai Cang, but quickly turned around, as if she hadn't heard.

She did the wrong thing eleven years ago, but she never did it again.

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