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Jiang Yun came back to his senses and found that a golden hidden word appeared on his right palm!

"Is it possible that Uncle Fat's words will make them not see me? Oh no, I have to go to Daddy!"

......

In the study.

Jiang Jialin and Ghost Yuanfeng looked at each other, and their divine thoughts were already in a state of war.

"Whew~!"

A cold wind blew, and the temperature of the entire study suddenly dropped.

The momentum of the two was already at its peak, the pages on the desk were constantly turning, the lights were blaring, and there was a faint tendency to go out.

"Wow~"

The tables and wooden chairs trembled and dispersed rapidly, the tiles on the roof beams clanged, and a trace of dust leaked through the cracks, and the movement became louder and louder, and the whole hut seemed to have a tendency to collapse.

Jiang Jialin's face was flushed, and a trace of fine sweat faintly broke out on his forehead.

And Ghost Yuanfeng's face was calm, and a sneer leaked from the corner of his mouth, "City Lord Jiang, thank you for your hospitality, in order to repay the kindness of this tea, I promise you to leave you a whole corpse!"

"Buzz~!"

A sword roar sounded, Jiang Jialin was shocked, and his internal organs made a shocking explosion.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

Jiang Jialin's eyes widened, he looked at Ghost Yuanfeng straightly, and then looked at the young woman, not blinking.

Outside the small courtyard, Jiang Yun looked at his dead father in the study, his head was empty, and his eyes were red, leaving two lines of tears in an instant.

Jiang Yun endured his grief, gritted his teeth and whimpered, "You can't cry, you can't cry, crying will be discovered, I want to live, I want revenge!"

The little girl stared at the people in the study, gritted her teeth and turned to leave, and the moment she left the City Lord's Mansion, she cried loudly and ran all the way.

"Coax~!"

With a bang, the entire City Lord's Mansion burned into flames, and the City Lord's Mansion, which had existed for hundreds of years, disappeared in flames.

On the trail, Jiang Yun stopped and turned to look at the mansion, knelt on the ground, and cried, "Daddy, Yun'er swears that Yun'er will definitely kill them and kill that woman to avenge you!"

......

In front of the City Lord's Mansion, a raging flame lit up the entire night, and everyone ran out to watch, talking to each other.

"It's... What the hell is going on? It's so good, why is it so hot!"

"You still don't know? The City Lord's Mansion family doesn't know who they provoked?"

"What? City Lord Jiang's family was wiped out? Impossible, impossible, City Lord Jiang is a disciple of the Ling Pavilion Lord, who dares to be presumptuous on the territory of the Sword Pavilion?"

"I don't believe it either, but just now Yin Dutong sent a team of guards to fight the fire, and roughly counted the number of people, and no one in the whole house survived. ”

"Is it true? Jiang Cheng Lord is kind-hearted, what a sin!"

In the crowd, the fat man raised his head in contemplation, his eyes were full of loneliness, "It's still too late after all!"

Xiao Tian patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Fat man, you have done your best, if you use the stealth technique in the Left Dao technique on the little girl, she will definitely be able to escape this catastrophe!"

"I hope so!" the fat man sighed deeply.

......

In front of the City Lord's Mansion, a young man in a golden robe looked at the flames in the dark night, his eyes full of murderous aura.

"Whoosh~!"

"Whoosh~!"

"Whoosh~!"

A few more streamers of light swept by, and several sword-wielding disciples came over.

"Senior Brother Chen, what's going on?"

"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Jiang is all over the house, all of them have been killed!"

"What... The whole house has been killed!"

"Yes, I just went in to investigate, and there is not a single living mouth in the whole house!"

"Senior Brother Chen, what kind of thief is it, dare to be so bold!"

"Who else could it be? Senior Brother Jiang's cultivation has reached the Golden Realm, and his strength is unfathomable, unless he is a Venerable, it is impossible to destroy him in such a short period of time!"

"Which Venerable One did it?"

"Who else?"

"Killer Alliance!" Li Huanhuan's eyes leaked a trace of coldness, "I finally can't help but make a move, Senior Brother Chen, what should we do next?"

"Block the news, investigate the city thoroughly, and find out the traces of these people!"

......

Central Boulevard, 2nd floor of The Burrow.

A young man in a white robe, looking at the raging fire in the City Lord's Mansion, opened the folding fan and found that a red flame appeared on it, as well as eight other blue light spots.

"There are eight here, and there are still two left, and the master ordered me to catch them all, which is really a bit tricky!"

......

On the street, the wind came quickly, and there was a trace of solemnity in the eyes of the flames.

"Brother Xiao, who did it?"

"I don't know who it is, but I have a hunch that tonight's tragedy is just the prologue!"

"Brother Xiao, as far as I know, City Lord Jiang is a disciple of the Ling Pavilion Lord, his cultivation is unfathomable, ten years ago it was the Golden Realm, and now the other party can easily kill him, then it is obvious that the other party's strength is extremely strong! It is very likely that it is the Venerable Realm!"

"Yes, only the Venerable Realm can easily destroy the Golden Strong!"

"Brother Xiao, based on what you see, could it be the Killer Alliance?"

"It's too early to make a statement!"

At this moment, a group of Sword Pavilion disciples flew over and surrounded Xiao Tian and the three of them in the middle.

An old man dressed in black walked quickly with several Sword Pavilion disciples, pointing at the fat man with a cane in one hand and the other hand, "Young man, it's this fat man, I saw him deliberately approaching the city lord's daughter this morning, maybe this tragedy has something to do with him!"

"Come on, take it for me!" the young disciple at the head commanded coldly.

"Yes!" dozens of disciples echoed in unison.

"Choking~!"

"Choking~!"

"Choking~!"

More than a dozen Sword Pavilion disciples looked at the three cautiously and slowly approached.

"Wait, do you know who I am?" the wind stared coldly, and a cold air instantly dispersed.

"Who are you?" the young disciple asked cautiously, seeing that the wind was extraordinary.

"Northern Xinjiang Pavilion Wind Knife, I came to see my aunt on the order of my father, do you dare to take me?"

Hearing this, several sword-wielding disciples glanced at each other, and hesitated among themselves for a while.

"Young Master Feng is the Young Pavilion Master of the Northern Frontier Pavilion, how do you prove that you are Young Master Feng!" the young disciple asked.

"You want me to prove that I am myself!" a wicked smile leaked from the corner of Feng Yidao's mouth, "Then you guys take a look!"

"Buzz~!"

A sword roar sounded, the temperature in the air plummeted, and the land within a radius of 100 meters was instantly covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost! Dozens of Sword Pavilion disciples felt a cold aura hit their hearts, and a strange movement appeared in the aura in their bodies.

"The Law of Ice, could it be that he is really a sword of the wind!" Wang Shaobin, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion led by him, had a trace of strangeness in his eyes, now that the Sword Pavilion was in a difficult situation both internally and externally, and now it was not easy to conflict with the Northern Frontier Pavilion.

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