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Step on a sword in the night sky, resist the breeze on both sleeves, see thousands of mountains and thousands of views, look up to enjoy a bright moon, and look back at the stars. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Occasionally, three or two floating clouds float by, wave your sleeves, but do not take away a piece, if the groaning is big, the sky and the earth are big, just chant for a long time, and let it go with the wind......

This should be such a good thing, but for the current cone, how can there be any carelessness at all, he looked back from time to time, and the panic on his face became stronger and stronger.

An hour ago, Wang Dong, who was chasing behind, was fifteen miles away from him, but now the distance between Wang Dong and him has been shortened to about ten miles.

"Damn, if I continue like this, I will soon be caught up by him, and I can't wait for the support of my junior and disciples, how can this be?"

Under the threat of death, Cone Yuan looked anxious, but the mana obtained from refining the elixir was not enough to make ends meet compared to the mana consumed by the imperial sword, causing the speed of his imperial sword to fly more and more slowly.

At this time, Wang Dong's mockery of blessing mana came from behind: "Shaped like a lost dog, the cone is far away, in vain you are a monk at the end of the foundation building realm, if I were you, I would have been ashamed to cover my old face and jump off the flying sword and fall to my death." ”

"Phew, I won't die if you die. ”

Cone Yuan turned back with anger on his face, he didn't lose the battle, he scolded back at the moment, but he was secretly sad in his heart, thinking of me Cone Yuan, cultivating immortals for one hundred and twenty-seven years, three months and seven days, what a beautiful day in the past, but tonight the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and he fled in a hurry chased by a small thief, and he had to endure his cynicism.

Just thinking of self-pity and self-pity, the trance-like cone Yuan's body was crooked, and he almost fell off the flying sword.

He came back to his senses to stabilize his body, not good, this kid's heart is so poisonous, it is clearly confusing my heart, I was almost abducted by him and fell into the air, and then turned around and laughed: "Do ......you want to kill me?

Old fox, Wang Dong gritted his teeth, it was precisely because he couldn't catch up with the other party in a short period of time, in order to avoid a lot of dreams at night, he came up with this method, but he didn't want to be recognized by the other party, there was no way, only to chase desperately.

At this moment, Zhu Ling in the orb said, "Since you are so worried, then I will help you kill him." ”

"No, if you take revenge, I'm not reconciled. Wang Dong immediately replied.

"Okay. Zhu Ling didn't say more, after so many years, she had already figured out Wang Dong's character, but whenever there was any possibility, this man would do everything himself.

Cone Yuan, who fled in front, became more and more eager after laughing, and if he continued like this, he would be chased by Wang Dong in two hours at most.

"What to do? His eyes suddenly lit up, and he flew to the route of the Northern Demon Sealing Ridge, and flew towards the northwest with his flying sword.

Wang Dong, who was chasing behind, flashed his eyes, "What does this old fox want to do? Is there someone he can ask for help in the northwest direction?"

"It's not good, if I am hit by a magic weapon, and I am injured in the old and new wounds, not only will I not be able to kill Cone Yuan, but I will also implicate Zhu Ling to save me. ”

After thinking about it, Wang Dong tried his best to urge the flying sword to speed up and chase down.

At the same time that the two of them were chasing and fleeing, in another night sky, a group of seven people who were walking with swords were chasing in a straight line towards the Fengdemon Ridge in the north.

Most of the seven people were dressed in yellow, and the jade plate on their waists all had the words "Sword Rune Gate", which was the foundation building realm monk of the Sword Rune Gate.

Half an hour ago, the seven of them led their disciples to the west, and suddenly ran into a few disciples who had fled back, only to know that the ten foundation building realm monks in the group of Cone Yuan had been killed by Wang Donglian who came out of nowhere.

The only surviving Cone Yuan was also chased by Wang Dong to the Sealing Demon Ridge, and through these disciples who escaped back, he urgently asked for help from the other three teams of people.

After asking about the situation at the time, the seven people immediately relaxed, Wang Dong barely carried the five magic weapons combined, the old injuries were not healed and new injuries were added, and they were definitely not the opponents of the seven of them, so they ordered the disciples to return to the city on their own, and the seven of them chased after them in a group.

Similar to the situation of the seven of them, the other two groups of Foundation Building Realm cultivators who had received the news one after another also flew in the night sky in a group, galloping towards the Sealing Demon Ridge due north.

It's just that the three groups of monks didn't expect that Cone Yuan had a plan in a hurry, and he had already deviated from the escape route.

Cone Yuan controlled the flying sword, flew over the three collapsed mountain peaks, and among the mountains more than ten miles away, there was a ruined city with shadows, and in the dancing fire on the city wall, there were many figures shaking.

"Let you chase. Cone Yuan turned around and smiled, and flew towards the ruined city.

Several groups of disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain who were patrolling the night on the city wall suddenly found that two monks who had built the foundation realm, one in front and one behind, came to the palace, and looking at their clothes, it was clear that they were not from their own sect, and someone hurriedly ran to the city to report the news.

After a while, seven streamers of light rose into the night sky from the city, and seven middle-aged men and women flew out of the city, and one of them raised his voice: "Stop and identify yourself, otherwise I'm welcome." ”

In order to resist the demon clans invading their respective territories, the disciples of the four factions have already ceased fighting, so even if they can't get along peacefully, they will shout and kill as soon as they meet, and they will talk about it after asking clearly.

"Brother Zhao is me, I am the Sword Fu Gate Cone Yuan, come and help me. ”

Cone Yuan raised his hand and shouted, the male monk who was questioned in the air outside the city was named Zhao Sanwei, and the two had met a few days ago.

Zhao Sanwei, who stepped on the fusiform magic weapon, was stunned, and took a closer look through the bright moonlight, isn't it, the little man who flew over in a straight line was the cone of the sword rune gate.

But looking at his current appearance, his cloak was covered in blood, and he was obviously chased by the man in tattered clothes and wearing a long knife at his waist, so he ran here to ask for help.

"That burly man chasing him, is it Qingli of the Qingluo Sect, or Shi Qianqiu of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers?"

Zhao Sanwei and the seven of them carefully looked at the person who was chasing and killing Cone Yuan, and they didn't look like Qing Li or Shi Qianqiu, and they all wondered who it was? Except for Qing Li and Shi Qianqiu, no one seemed to be able to scare Cone Yuan so much that they didn't even dare to return it.

However, in any case, the Royal Beast Mountain and the Sword Rune Gate are allies, and now that the cone is far away, it is not easy for them to stand idly by.

At this moment, the cone that came from the sword was already outside the city.

Zhao Sanwei asked urgently, "Who is the person chasing you, and why is he chasing you?"

Cone Yuan hurriedly said: "Qingli and others coveted a large amount of resources obtained by my disciples, and suddenly attacked us tonight, I and the survivors fought their way out of the encirclement, and the person who chased me was named Wang Dong. ”

"You must also know that you are secretly killing people and snatching treasures, I estimate that the two foundation-building realm monks who disappeared in your Royal Beast Mountain were either killed by Qingli and others, or died at the hands of Shi Qianqiu and other disciples of Wanhua Valley. ”

These lies will come as soon as he opens his mouth, and as long as he escapes this catastrophe tonight, it will not be a problem for him to collude with other fellow disciples in the future.

And in order to muddy the water, he put the good deeds done by his disciples on the heads of the disciples of the Qingluo Sect and the disciples of Wanhua Valley, anyway, the dead people have been destroyed and destroyed, and there is no proof of death.

He didn't expect Zhao Sanwei and the others to fully believe it, as long as they were suspicious, it was naturally best to be able to fight with Wang Dong, but it didn't matter if they couldn't fight, at least they could delay Wang Dong for a while, and he just took the opportunity to flee in the direction of Fengdemon Ridge.

So after a lie was quickly finished, Cone Yuan bypassed Zhao Sanwei and the others, stepped on the flying sword and flew into the city, walking between the dilapidated buildings, and flew north without stopping for half a moment.

"Wang Dong, the son-in-law of Murong Xiaoyao, the peak master of Qingluo Zizhu Peak......"

Zhao Sanwei was thinking about the credibility of the other party's words, but he didn't expect that Cone Yuan would hide in the city after explaining.

At this time, Wang Dong happened to arrive, and when he saw the seven foundation-building realm monks of the Seven Imperial Beast Mountains outside the city blocking the way with unkind faces, he shouted: "Get out of the way!"

Seeing that it was really Wang Dong, Zhao Sanwei and these people had heard of his name, and they had seen it a few times from afar, although they were afraid of Wang Dong's father-in-law, but Wang Dong was so strong, they naturally would not give a good face.

Zhao Sanwei's face sank, and the fire dragon spear that was already in his hand pointed obliquely into the air, and said coldly: "I know that you are Murong Xiaoyao's son-in-law, but you can't be presumptuous here, let me ask you ......"

Wang Dong, who was floating and stepping on the sword, raised his eyes and swept it, and found that Cone Yuan had already flown out of the city from another direction, plus the account that the Lord of the Royal Beast Mountain Gate, Feng Beichen, secretly ordered Han Ruoyu to assassinate him, so he didn't wait for the other party to finish asking, and the anger rushed to the top of his head.

"Get out of the way!"

After the cheer, Wang Dong's body flashed with blue light, and the evil exterminating knife that could be used again after recuperation appeared and slashed out.

According to his thoughts, Hefeng Beichen's account will be counted when the strength reaches in the future, and if he kills the disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain now, he will make one more enemy for his master, so he slashed at the evil extermination knife of Zhao Sanwei and others, and he didn't think about killing people, just open a passage.

As for avoiding the other party and making a detour? It's not that he didn't think about it, but the idea was vetoed from the beginning, and the other party looked for a ballast to intercept him, and if he went around, the other party thought he was weak and could be bullied.

However, the world is impermanent, first, he suddenly made a move, second, the distance between the two sides is not far, and third, the evil sword is too sharp, so in an instant, a shocking change happened.

Seeing the evil exterminating knife that was slashed in the air, it instantly flew in front of Zhao Sanwei, who was floating and stepping on the sword, and slashed down from top to bottom, bringing out a waterfall-like cyan sword light.

Zhao Sanwei was furious and just wanted to raise his gun to resist, but the blue waterfall knife light that came from the split face directly broke his mana shield, splitting him in half in one fell swoop, and flew from the blood rain to the middle of the two corpses on both sides, and flew over, with a loud bang, on the city wall where the rubble was flying, a vertical gap the size of a city gate was split.

The figures on the city wall were chaotic, and all kinds of frightened sounds sounded together, and I don't know how many low-level disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain were sent to the Western Heaven by Wang Dong's knife.

I could only see the huge gap cut by the Evil Exterminating Knife, and the flying blood rain was sprinkled one after another, staining the city walls around the gap, and under the moonlight, the uneven huge gap was like a huge mouth of blood.

The six Foundation Building Realm cultivators who had originally floated around Zhao Sanwei had already grabbed the magic weapon and dodged away, looking at everything in front of them, they were all stunned with disbelief on their faces.

The corners of Wang Dong's mouth twitched, he didn't want to make a difference, but since it was like this, there was nothing to be afraid of, so he urged the flying sword to rush out, and as soon as he recalled the evil sword and flew through the gap in the city wall, he heard the roar behind him.

"Chase!"

"Kill him!"

"Hurry up and report that the King of Qingluo Sect has killed my disciple of the Royal Beast Mountain......"