Woohoo!

In the dark night, several faint rays of light in the dark clouds flashed away, silently falling in the mountains and forests ahead.

"This is it!"

Lu Huailing's eyes swept over, and he soon discovered a hidden aura, let Li Chen and Ye Guyun hide it, and flew towards the agreed place by themselves.

Call!

The breeze suddenly rose, and a middle-aged martial artist in the chaotic stone forest stood on top of the mountain rocks, his neck stiffened, and then his face did not change: "Lu Jianzun is really a trustworthy person!"

"Where's my grandson?"

The sword was placed on the opponent's neck, and Lu Huailing suppressed the killing opportunity.

"Hehe, your grandson is safe and sound!"

The middle-aged martial artist smiled lightly, and then said, "It's very inconvenient to talk like this, as Lu Jianzun, the junior has already shown his sincerity by coming like this!"

"Hmph, if you are sincere, how can you kidnap my grandson?"

Lu Huailing's killing machine flashed, and finally put away the sword.

"Don't worry, my lord has made it clear that after this matter is completed, Sun Bi will be sent home safe and sound!"

The middle-aged martial artist turned around and looked directly at Lu Huailing without fear, "Please also ask Lu Jianzun to call the two friends out, so as not to have a misunderstanding and endanger the safety of your grandson!"

"Humph!"

Lu Huailing had a murderous intent on his face and passed on the message to Li Chen and Ye Guyun.

Soon, the two came to the stone forest.

"It's you!"

Li Chen recognized at a glance that this middle-aged martial artist was the half-step martial artist who broke into the island, killed Lu Zongming and his wife, and kidnapped Lu Han!

"Hehe, Li Tianjiao, fortunately!"

The middle-aged warrior smiled lightly.

"You killed me?"

Lu Huailing couldn't hold back any longer, and grabbed the neck of the middle-aged martial artist with an iron palm.

"Lu Jianzun, after the matter is completed, let Sun Anran return, and it will not be too late to kill me again!"

The power of the Sword Venerable was terrifying, but this middle-aged Martial Venerable had no fear at all.

This completely fearless demeanor is not because he has taken Lu Han hostage, but because he is not afraid of Lu Huailing, or rather, this is a kind of momentum that regards death as his home and has long put life and death out of the way!

"Senior, let him go!"

Li Chen took a deep breath, also suppressed the killing intent, and held Lu Huailing's arm.

"Hmph, let's say, what do you want us to do? Don't say anything about attacking Xuanwu Palace, this is a matter of death.

The old man can go, but you must hand over my grandson and let them take it away!"

Lu Huailing was furious and threw the middle-aged martial artist away.

"Ahem, this trip is to attack Xuanwu Palace!"

The middle-aged martial artist coughed violently, and said with a mysterious smile that shocked the three powerhouses.

"Zhu ignores what kind of conspiracy and tricks there are, and tell them all, otherwise, Li doesn't mind draining your soul and refining your soul, don't doubt whether I have this kind of power!"

How could Li Chen not know that Zhu ignored that he had already guessed that the two of them were back, his eyes looked directly at the middle-aged martial artist, and in the depths of his pupils, a blood-golden light and shadow flashed.

That was the breath of the Heaven Devouring Martial Spirit!

"Hehe, Li Tianjiao is really powerful, but if you want to know what the Lord is planning, why don't you discuss it with the Lord in person?"

The shocked look on the middle-aged warrior's face was fleeting, and he took a deep breath.

"Zhu Wuzhi is here in person?"

Li Chen raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of surprise on his face.

Zhu ignored the Xuanwu Palace, to be precise, the number one enemy of the three palace-level forces.

With his prudence, how could he come to the realm of Xuanwu Palace at the risk of his life when he was not in his heyday?

"Please come with me!"

The middle-aged warrior didn't seem to be lying, and flew sideways towards the mountains and forests in the distance.

The three of them glanced at each other, and the matter had come to this point, so they could only follow up and see what kind of medicine Zhu was selling in the gourd

At the same time, in a small city restaurant tens of thousands of miles away, an old man with silver hair and high spirits drank the wine in his cup lightly.

Suddenly, the door of the private room opened, and a thirty-year-old young man dressed in a plain robe and without the smell of a warrior walked in.

If anyone knows him, they will inevitably exclaim, he is the master of the Xuanwu Palace-Gui Cangyu!

The entire Xuantian, the person whose strength and power are all at the pinnacle!

"Return to Brother"

The old man's wine glass paused slightly, and a pair of seemingly cloudy old eyes flashed with a monstrous essence, and he couldn't hide his shock, "You"

"Hehe, Brother Huo hasn't seen you for many years, I didn't expect you to break through to the peak of the Xuangang Realm, congratulations!"

Gui Cangyu smiled lightly and grabbed the wine glass.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you were ahead of us after all!"

The old man showed bitterness and jealousy, poured wine for Gui Cangyu, and said with reminiscence, "In a flash, two thousand years have passed!"

"Yes, I think back then, we were still young, hehe!"

Gui Cangyu seemed to have seen an old friend, and he couldn't tell that he was one of the strongest beings in the Xuantian Yuan Domain.

"You're still the same, I'm old!"

The old man shook his head slightly.

Although the cultivation has reached this point, it can be rejuvenated, but the old man obviously does not want to regain the appearance of his youth.

"I really want to know, why did Huo Blazing Sun, the lord of the dignified South China Sea Fire Family, take the risk and come to my Xuanwu Palace realm?

Don't say it, it's just to find some kind of nostalgia!"

Gui Cangyu said lightly.

"Hehe, why not catch up with old friends?"

Huo Lieyang smiled lightly, as if he had seen through it.

"Huh!"

Gui Cangyu smiled mockingly, poured a glass of wine for the flaming sun, and said lightly, "With the cultivation you just broke through, you will reminisce about the past, but you will leave your life behind!"

"After all these years, you are still so confident!"

The wine glass in Flamingo's hand paused slightly, and a trace of wine overflowed, and then turned into smoke and suddenly dissipated, and a coercion spread.

"Well, since you are obsessed, don't blame someone for not remembering the old love, and drain your soul and refine your soul!"

Gui Cangyu raised his head lightly, and a more powerful and peerless coercion collided with it.

Burst!

Under the coercion of the two peak Venerables of the Xuangang Realm, the entire restaurant silently turned into powder and drifted away, and none of the people in it survived.

Sou!

A figure flew back upside down, it was the fiery sun, at this time, he was full of red hair like flames, his eyes seemed to be fluttering with flames, and he didn't know when there was an extra red sword in his hand.

"Even the True Yang Sword has been brought out, it seems that you have already realized it!"

Gui Xuan Mingyi floated up, raised his palm indifferently, and pressed it into the air of the flaming sun.

Bang!

The sky trembled, the clouds stirred, and a Xuanwu phantom with a radius of several miles flashed violently, and the fiery sun fell straight down.

"True Yang Burning Sky!"

Flaming Sun's face was extremely solemn, and he swung his sword at the sky.

Whew!

In an instant, the endless flame-like lightsaber spread out, striking the Xuanwu Phantom.

But the terrible thing is that after only half a breath, the Fire Sun Peerless Sect dissipated, and the body involuntarily fell downward.

Bang!

The flaming sun, which fell with endless energy, stirred up layers of light waves in the small city and swept away, and everywhere it passed, it was all in vain.

Screams and wails, endlessly!

With just one move, a prosperous city will be ruined like this, this is the power of His Holiness!

As the saying goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer!

This statement has been vividly reflected in the hands of the two Venerables!