"This code mark is not from Qingfeng Hall, but the code of the highest rank of the Seven Swords Hall. Ye Xiaoming, who was dressed in a blue robe, pointed to a tiny pattern behind the bushes and whispered to Feng Kun.

Feng Kun stretched his waist, hung the wine gourd in his hand on his waist again, and said lightly: "Let's go, go three hundred miles to the northeast." Then he lazily raised his feet and walked away.

"Hey, I can't confirm if it's left by Lao Qi. Ye Xiaoming took two quick steps to keep up with Feng Kun.

Feng Kun glanced at the sunset that was about to set, yawned, and said lazily: "Lao Qi has always been cautious in doing things, but now that the outer gate has been infiltrated, many secrets have been mastered by the enemy, and he will not use it if he can't be sure whether Qingfeng Tang's code is absolutely safe." The code just now is clearly the code with the highest level of secrecy in the Seven Swords Hall, and only the hall masters or superintendents will know about it, and now in the entire Wuzhou, in addition to Lao Qi and Senior Brother Zhen, is there a third person like this?" Feng Kun threw the boat into the air, and then hit it with a few magic decisions, and the boat, which was originally the size of a palm, immediately rose against the wind, instantly becoming more than one zhang wide and three zhang long.

"Hey, it's too slow to take the Jade Spirit Boat again!" Ye Xiaoming couldn't help but nod in agreement after listening to Feng Kun's analysis, it can be seen that Feng Kun released the Jade Spirit Boat again, and he was already anxious at the moment, and immediately protested. Feng Kun jumped lightly, jumped onto the boat, chose a comfortable position to lie down on his side, leisurely took off the wine gourd and poured it hard, and said: "Since Lao Qi can calmly leave marks all the way, it means that it is safe for the time being, so there is no need to be too anxious." And ah, when we find him, maybe we will have a big fight, you and I have worked hard all the way, and if we don't recharge our energy now, we won't save him at that time, but will cause him trouble. ”

"You guy, I'll drive the boat this time" Ye Xiaoming had no choice but to jump into the boat with this lazy senior brother. "That's right," Feng Kun was happy to be idle, so he naturally wouldn't object, and took another sip of wine. Ye Xiao understood him, didn't say much, and flew quickly towards the northeast.

Three hundred miles northeast of Jingning City is a secluded deep valley, at this time the deep valley has been tightly guarded by a group of monks, all of whom are armed with swords, fierce and vicious, and brutally drive away other monks. He Zichuan was standing outside the valley, quietly releasing his divine thoughts to carefully probe the situation in the valley.

"Hall Master, guarding outside the valley are the people of the Chizhou Great Sect Purple Sun Sword Sect, could it be that they are also being co-opted by the enemy?" Zhen Tianyu asked worriedly behind He Zichuan.

He Zichuan shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be, the group of people from the Southern Frontier Sacred Domain are also lurking nearby, and they haven't entered the valley. From yesterday to now, for most of the day, if they were a group, they would have already entered it. ”

"Then how could the people of the Purple Sun Sword Sect stay outside the valley and forcibly drive the monks from this place away?" Zhen Tianyu asked.

He Zichuan showed an inexplicable smile and said: "Since yesterday, there have been monks rushing here, I'm afraid someone deliberately leaked the news of the birth of the strange treasure, and now that the nearby monks have basically arrived, it is estimated that there will be a period of time when the masters who are a little farther away will also come, and at that time, I am afraid that the people of the Ziyang Sword Sect will not be able to control the situation." ”

"You mean, this Purple Yang Sword Sect has received the news of the birth of the strange treasure in advance, so it is waiting here early?"

He Zichuan nodded slightly and said, "If what I expected is right, the people in Southern Xinjiang will wait until the people of the Ziyang Sword Sect can't control the situation and take advantage of the chaos to enter the valley to seize the treasure." ”

"Could it be that the people of Southern Xinjiang released the news of the birth of the strange treasure?"

He Zichuan said categorically: "No, they are fully prepared for the treasure hunt, they should be the ones who don't want to muddy the water, and with their strength, they won't put a small Ziyang Sword Sect in their eyes at all, and they choose to hibernate I'm afraid it's just that they don't want to be exposed too early and attract Jin Chuan's attention." ”

"Then who did it?" asked Zhen Tianyu as if talking to himself.

He Zichuan also frowned, and said uncertainly: "If the Ziyang Sword Sect got the news early, it would be completely calm, and there would be no need to be so ugly as now, it is very likely that they have just received the news not long ago, then the person who released the news is likely to have other plans." Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the message leaked by accident. ”

"Are there other forces involved?" Zhen Tianyu was surprised.

He Zichuan nodded and said: "Maybe there is, maybe not, maybe it's just a small force, or maybe it's not simple behind it, I just don't know if they are just coming for treasures, or if they are inextricably linked to the current series of things." ”

"Is there any such information in yesterday's intelligence?" Zhen Tianyu asked.

He Zichuan sighed slightly: "She doesn't seem to know Mr. Mo at all, and she has not participated in a series of events such as the He family and Luoxia City. ”

Zhen Tianyu was stunned for a moment and asked, "In other words, it is still uncertain whether the people in Southern Xinjiang are related to the mysterious organization?"

He Zichuan's eyes froze, and he said: "It is indeed impossible to confirm from the intelligence, but with such a big deal from the other party, it must be a few of the five great immortal sects, and now the East China Sea Demon Palace and the Southern Xinjiang Sacred Domain have quietly infiltrated the extreme north, if it is a coincidence, it is really too much of a coincidence, they must be related to the mysterious organization." ”

"What about Miss Moyan?"

"We've only seen Mo Yan, but what about his entourage? I'm sure she doesn't know, but that doesn't rule out the suspicion of the East China Sea Demon Palace. He Zichuan said coldly.

Zhen Tianyu fell into deep thought when he heard this, nodded after a moment and said: "The hall master is right, except for the Heavenly Demon King who was summoned on the spot, all of Miss Moyan's subordinates were not around at that time, and she did not respond or support her when she was in danger, which is really unreasonable. ”

As he was talking, He Zichuan suddenly looked up at the sky and gloated: "Someone can't help it!"

At this time, a huge sword shadow flashed in the sky, and a big man with a bald head and a numb face who was two feet tall was holding a giant blade to confront the monks of the Ziyang Sword Sect.

"Jie Ji, this Caiji Valley is not your Purple Sun Sword Sect's sphere of influence, why don't you let me wait to enter?" the bald man asked with a strange laugh.

"It's Ghost Shadow Knife Fang Zhixiong!" Seeing that someone finally came forward, the hundreds of monks who were slowly gathering outside the valley immediately turned their heads and ears, and from time to time there were exclamations.

At this time, a sword roar sounded, and a sword light dozens of zhang long shot towards the bald man, and the hundreds of monks gathered around him exclaimed at the same time. The bald man twitched the fat on his face, and slashed down with both hands on the knife, with a bang, the sword light shattered, and the big man took three steps back in the air, and the tiger's mouth was itching, and he looked at the person in disbelief.

"This is a major matter for my Purple Sun Sword Sect, Brother Fang don't want to rely on a Saint Realm Master, just do whatever he wants!" A swordsman dressed in a white power suit with a gloomy face slowly flew into the air, followed by seven disciples of the Purple Sun Sword Sect.

Seeing the person who came, the bald man was not afraid, and said with a grin: "Who is my Dao who has such a big breath, it turns out to be the White Dragon Sword Li Xitang, if your master is here, I don't dare to make a mistake, but you, you are not worthy of such wild words!" The big man's words provoked a burst of applause from the onlookers, and he couldn't help but have a bit of self-satisfaction on his face.

The white-clothed swordsman's eyes flashed, and he said word by word: "So, Brother Fang must be the enemy of my Ziyang Sword Sect?" The bald man felt weak in his heart, but under the onlookers of hundreds of monks, vanity was troubled, so he naturally couldn't back down, so he had to bite the bullet and said inwardly: "Tell your parents to come out and speak, otherwise I know you, and the knife in my hand doesn't know you!"

The white-clothed swordsman sneered: "If you want to see my family, it depends on whether you have this life!" With a wave of his hand, the seven disciples of the Ziyang Sword Sect behind him immediately formed a sword formation to surround the bald man in the middle, while the white-clothed swordsman himself stretched out his long sword and attacked the enemy like lightning.

The bald man obviously didn't expect the white-clothed swordsman to be silent at all, and when he reacted, he was surrounded by a sword array, and the white-clothed swordsman stabbed at his face with a sword. The bald man's hair stood on end, and he hurriedly waved his knife to resist, but he was shocked back by the sword qi again, and before he could stabilize his body, a sword light had already slashed towards his neck, and the big man roared angrily, raising his sword to meet the sword light, but he only had the cultivation in the early stage of the fairyland, and he was already at a loss in the middle stage of the fairyland against the white-clothed swordsman in the middle of the fairyland, and at this moment, he was in a hurry to take the move, which was naturally even more unbearable. I saw a flash of sword light, and the half-foot-long ghost head broadsword was knocked out, and the big man hurriedly dodged back, but was forced back by the sword array, and in desperation, the big man was aroused by the ruthlessness in his heart. He turned his fists into palms, concentrated his mana on his palms, and even wanted to attack the long sword with a pair of fleshy palms. Between the electric light and flint, the sword palms were staggered, and the white sword light instantly covered the aura of the big man's body, and the bald big man, who couldn't advance or retreat, flew out with his right hand at shoulder to shoulder. The onlookers erupted in exclamation again.

Dahan screamed in pain and shouted: "Li Xiaothief, you dare to hurt me, when my master arrives, you will definitely die!" The white-clothed swordsman sneered, his body flew quickly, and the long sword cut a dazzling white light in the air, straight into the big man's vest. The big man had condensed the immortal body, his body was broken and his limbs were revived, and at this time, his right hand had just regrown, and he was shocked when he saw the white-clothed swordsman chasing and killing. With a move into the air, he held a sledgehammer in his hand, and a raging flame ignited on top of the giant hammer, smashing it towards the sword light.

The swords and hammers intersected, the sword light roared by, and the sledgehammer was cut into several pieces in an instant. At this moment, the big man could no longer care about his face, and took advantage of the opportunity of the long sword to cut the hammer, and immediately shielded him far away, but it was difficult for him to escape in the sword array. The seven-person sword formation of the Ziyang Sword Sect firmly trapped the big man in the air, and the white-clothed swordsman slashed down the sledgehammer, turned around with a sword, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, directly cutting off half of the big man's head.

"How dare you kill me!" A primordial spirit flew out of the big man's body, and he fled out with a frightened face, but it was shattered in only half a moment under the overflowing sword qi.

The monks around them let out a gasp, stunned by the scene in front of them.

"If there is anyone who dares to trespass half a step, this person will wait for the end. The white-clothed swordsman slowly put away his sword and said condescendingly to the monks under him. There was another commotion among the monks, but no one dared to act rashly.

"Just a fairy realm junior, you dare to speak wildly!" The white-clothed swordsman saw that he had achieved the goal of killing a hundred people, and he was about to turn around with a smile of satisfaction, when suddenly a thunderclap exploded in the sky, and a huge palm fell from the sky, as if he was going to shoot it into powder.

"Saint Realm Master!" The white-clothed swordsman's pupils shrank, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed again, and the sword qi turned into a white dragon, roaring towards the giant palm, and the momentum was several times stronger than when he killed the bald man.

"Carving insect skills!" A cold snort came from the air, and the giant palm smashed the white dragon with a slight slap, and then the giant palm castrated unabated, and slapped directly at the white-clothed swordsman, who sent three sword lights in a row, but only drew ripples on the giant palm. Seeing that the giant palm was about to slap the white-clothed swordsman, he saw that the space in front of the white-clothed swordsman flashed, and a spatial crack appeared out of thin air, and a long sword stretched out from the spatial crack in front of the white-clothed swordsman. After doing all this, the master of the long sword just walked out of the spatial rift, and the spatial rift slowly dissipated.

At this moment, I saw an old swordsman with a fairy wind and dao bones holding a long sword, blocking in front of the frightened white-clothed swordsman, he was a hundred feet away, a middle-aged Taoist, and an old monk with a staff looked at them with a smile.

The old swordsman snorted coldly and said, "Rehmannia and Unintentional Zen Master, why did the two of them surrender their identities to a junior?"

Unintentionally, the Zen master folded his hands, recited a Buddha name, and said compassionately: "This little benefactor is self-cultivation, indiscriminately killing innocents, Brother Huang Dao is just a small punishment and a big commandment, why should Brother Qinglong be angry." ”

The old swordsman didn't bother either, and asked directly: "What are the two of you doing here, I'm afraid they didn't come here to help me teach my apprentices, right?"

Di Huang Zi smiled and said: "I heard that a strange treasure was born, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect that the Purple Yang Sword Sect was so big that it had blocked this valley. Treasures are born, and those who are destined to get them, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Daoists to act like this, right?"

The old swordsman laughed and said: "The treasure is naturally obtained by the powerful, since the two Excellencies are interested, you might as well go into the valley and share the three senior brothers of my Changfeng, Baimei, and Xizi." ”

Hearing that the four Holy Realms of the Ziyang Sword Sect had actually gathered here, Dihuang Zi and the Unintentional Zen Master glanced at each other, and both of them showed a look of surprise.

"What, don't you want to go into the valley to have a look?" Seeing that the two Holy Realms hesitated, the old swordsman asked rhetorically.

Before the two Holy Realms could answer, a strange laugh came from the sky at this time: "Hahahaha, since several senior brothers of your sect are here, then Ye and the others really have to go into the valley to catch up with their old friends." As soon as the words fell, a trace of clouds appeared in the gloomy sky, and three figures fell at the same time as the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Yingchuan Three Monsters!" the old swordsman and the two Saint Realms were startled at the same time and looked at the three of them. One of the three people is short, like a ten-year-old child, but his head is as big as a bucket, the one on the left is two feet tall but thin as firewood, and looks like a bamboo pole from a distance, and the one on the right is dressed in women's clothes, with a bewitching face and a little charming, but the voice is very rich, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"How many of you don't welcome us to come to the valley to have a look?" the big-headed weirdo at the head asked sharply.

Di Huangzi thought to himself that the Ziyang Sword Sect was powerful, and he and the Unintentional Zen Master had no chance of winning, so it was better to pull the three monsters of Yingchuan into it, and he couldn't say that he could take advantage of the chaos, so he bowed his hand to the three monsters of Yingchuan and said: "Where and where, I want to learn from a few Taoist friends of the Ziyang Sword Sect, the poor Dao and the unintentional master think that it is not enough, if you can go with the three Taoist friends, it will be very suitable." ”

The old swordsman's face was torn and he was about to find an excuse, when suddenly lightning and thunder roared in the sky, and the already gloomy dark clouds seemed to be blackened by ink, and the rolling demonic aura filled the surroundings. The faces of several Saint Realm masters present changed at the same time, and they subconsciously blurted out and whispered, "The devil is spending night!"

I saw that the rolling demon clouds gathered into a giant face the size of dozens of zhang, oppressing all the Holy Realm monks to fall a few zhang from the air, the giant face ignored the ugly expressions of several people, Sen Sen smiled and said: "Since the Purple Yang Sword Sect is hospitable, how about letting this seat also enter the valley together?"

He Zichuan, who was watching the excitement from a distance, saw this scene, his eyes narrowed and he muttered: "I didn't expect the demon in the late stage of the Holy Realm to come to join in the fun." ”

Just when several holy realms were still facing each other in mid-air, suddenly a loud noise came from the valley, and blue light rose into the sky.

"The treasure has been born!" exclaimed the monks in unison. Rehmannia stepped forward and was about to rush towards the valley, but the old swordsman stopped in front of him with a flash.

"The strange treasure has appeared, does Qinglong Daoist want to stop all of us with his own strength?" Dihuang Zi's face showed eagerness, but his voice was calm.

The old swordsman looked at the several holy realms in front of him and felt powerless for a while, but he didn't take half a step back. At this time, the demon clouds in the air suddenly converged into a demon current, and rushed towards the valley first.

"Demon boss, you dare!" the old swordsman shouted, and immediately turned around and chased after the demon stream, while the other holy realms looked at each other with a few thoughts, and then rushed towards the valley in unison.

"You answer here, go in and take a look!" He Zichuan finished instructing Zhen Tianyu, and a few dodges also flew towards the valley.