The three-story attic with long stone stairs in the distance ahead was Lingyun Pavilion, where the expatriate deacons were located.

Under normal circumstances, there should be practitioners who come in and out from time to time.

It's quiet.

Qingmei understood that she was not exposed, at least these people were not from this sect.

Otherwise, the attic should not have been so clumsy.

There are very few practitioners passing by in the vicinity.

Even if there were, they vaguely glanced at this side and left in a hurry.

Some people have obviously heard some rumors and are afraid to get involved in the big things.

Those who dare to make a move against the shops of the Broken Sea Sect, even if it is not Taiyimen, they are not something they can provoke.

In the courtyard on the other side, there were disciples reporting the situation to Zao Wou-ki.

"Senior brother, the green plum of the Silver Mist Peak of the Broken Sea Sect has gone to Lingyun Pavilion. ”

Zao Wou-Ki gently shook a wine jug in his hand, and the wine in the jug was blood-red.

The smell of blood has been neutralized by strong alcohol.

He was thoughtful.

"With the distance from the Broken Sea Sect to here, someone shouldn't have come so soon, she should have been nearby. Silver Mist Peak Plum ...... Li Chunshui is also from Silver Mist Peak, it is said that there are only two disciples on Hidden Silver Peak, so they should have a very good relationship...... That's a lot of fun!"

A wicked smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

The disciple was a little excited and said, "Senior brother, shall we make a move?"

He just thought that this matter was an ordinary plan by the master to attack the Broken Sea Sect, if he could kill the only disciple under Yuliang's seat here, maybe he could also compete for the place in the Dongli Secret Realm.

"No, if we make a move, we won't be able to keep this place, and the Broken Sea Sect will definitely return a tooth for a tooth, and the gains outweigh the losses. Let those three guys do it, tell them that someone from the Broken Sea Sect is coming, I Taiyi is just providing information, and I think the three of them will be happy to do it. ”

Those three guys are also lost dogs, from the Mixed Knife Sect, the small faction that was destroyed by Su Yuanshan of Tianshui Peak on the day of the Thunder Punishment Order.

Zhao Wuji knew that Qingmei could not be the opponent of those three, but there was still a way for the disciples of the Tianjiao Inner Sect of the Broken Sea Sect to escape.

He didn't want Qingmei to die here.

Because, he suddenly wanted Li Chunshui to follow Li Yunguang's old path.

That's interesting, he thought.

The junior brother was ordered to leave.

Senior Brother is not as approachable as the former Second Senior Brother, and he will never be gregarious with his disciples.

He always had a cold feeling when facing the senior brother, and he didn't dare to refute it.

Zao Wou-Ki said to himself: "Li Yunguang, Li Chunshui, Yuliang's Silver Mist Peak...... It won't have anything to do with the two of you......"

Qingmei's smile is very faint and cold.

She didn't go any further, she wasn't sure if there was any other danger in the attic.

"If you do something wrong, you dare to stay and keep an eye on you, you are even bolder than my junior brother!"

A delicate dark red saber appeared in her hand, and she drew it suddenly.

A swift and sharp green jade sword light was flung towards a hexagonal stone pavilion not far away as she drew her sword.

The stone pavilion collapsed, and a figure flew out in a panic.

Dressed in black, middle-aged, in the middle of foundation building.

There is no law and justice in Kitayama Castle, and it is common to kill people in the streets here, and fighting the law in the city is common.

In the distance, there were good people who heard the movement and flew into the air to watch the excitement.

Seeing that it was a disciple of the Broken Sea Sect, they fled one after another.

They were afraid of setting themselves on fire.

Qingmei has no scruples.

She raised her hand and stabbed again, and the shadow flashed forward with the light of the knife.

The middle-aged man in black hurriedly pushed forward a black water shield.

The next moment, the cyan sword light easily broke through the water shield and slashed at his chest.

Blood sprayed, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, having lost the strength to resist.

The other vague gazes and divine senses in the vicinity instantly dissipated.

The middle-aged man in black was frightened and angry.

He thought, there are a few people here with bad intentions, he is not the closest one, why did he choose to cut him?

Qingmei stepped closer, her smile blooming, and her tone was still cold.

"Tell me, what is the conspiracy that Taiyi sent you? Women have always been impatient, you had better think clearly before you speak. ”

The middle-aged man in black had white lips and was a little trembling.

"Don't kill me......! We are a casual cultivator in Beishan City who specializes in hiring tasks, and someone has taken action against the property here in the Broken Sea Sect, and we are only responsible for transmitting and monitoring, I don't know...... I don't know who the employer is......"

"Then what's the use of me sparing your life?"

"Wait! for ...... Why me?"

"Because, you shouldn't wear black!"

The sword flashed, and the middle-aged man in black did not blink an eye.

His last thought was, what's wrong with wearing black?

"Because, only he looks best in black!"

The corners of Qingmei's mouth raised, and she raised her hand to send out a message jade talisman, and then left in a hurry.

If someone dares to make a move against the Broken Sea Sect, they must have the strength and are not afraid of the consequences.

She sent a jade talisman to the sect to ask if it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time.

No one dared to stalk her anymore.

A few others came to the place of battle, collected the body of the middle-aged man in black, and took his storage ring.

They were his former companions, each with a blank expression.

Such a sudden death is the end of most of their loose cultivation.

Life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky.

Qingmei remembered that there was an Iron Mountain Sect in Chongling, which was one of the lower sects of the Broken Sea Sect.

She was going to check it out there.

The deacons at the industrial station generally have a very good relationship with the nearby lower sects, and she thinks there may be some news there.

The Iron Mountain Sect occupies two hills, one main and one auxiliary, in the heavy mountains, and there is a small lake like a mirror in front of the two mountains.

The aura is average, the mountain is not steep, but the scenery is very beautiful.

There are only two innate disciples in the sect, and there are more than thirty qi and blood disciples, which are stronger than the Longnan faction.

The sect majors in the leg method, and the disciples usually like to walk on the mirror lake.

But today's Iron Mountain faction is not as lively as it used to be, quiet and dead.

The mountain wind whimpered, and a faint smell of blood dissipated with the wind.

A middle-aged martial artist with a thin figure walked into the main hall at the top of the main peak, and there were still two figures inside.

Two of the three are middle-aged, late congenital, and the first one is slightly old, and he is already congenitally perfect.

They were the only three remaining elders of the Knife Mixing Sect.

The thin young man sighed and rushed to the old man.

"Senior Brother Mo, the Broken Sea Sect is here again, a disciple of the Silver Mist Peak Yuliang. ”

Another middle-aged man next to him clenched his fists, his eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth to speak.

"There are no living people in the Iron Mountain Sect to pass on the news to the outside world, no matter who comes, they will come here to find out...... Kill!"

The Supreme Elder of the Mixed Knife Sect was his biological father.

The thin middle-aged man looked at him, his eyes were not firm.

"Senior Brother Chu, we have already destroyed one of the disciples of the Iron Mountain Sect and the Broken Sea Inner Sect, so it's better to ...... Stop it......"

"Senior Brother Cheng has to mention it again! If you don't want to, don't call me Senior Brother again in the future!"

"Alas!"

Senior Brother Mo at the top sighed.

"Everything is my brother's fault, if it weren't for the senior brother's greed for advanced resources, he wouldn't covet the thunder order. Kill one more and we'll leave, and then Senior Brother will apologize to the sect with his death!"

"Senior Brother......

"Needless to say, the Mixed Knife Sect still wants the two of you to pass it on!"