The realm of Taihang, Yecheng, the ceremony is imminent. The Xuanhuang Holy Sect is very famous and powerful. With a stroke of his pen, Yecheng Taishou actually stopped the city for a day, allowing them to boast on the parade on the main road of Yecheng. In the thick earth rudder, Fang Shengsheng was dressed in a bright yellow suit - in the whole world, in addition to the royal family, there was only one Xuanhuang Holy Sect who dared to wear bright yellow clothes so openly.

It's just that there is no joy on his face. The return of the ears and eyes placed in the brocade guard: everything is as usual in the brocade guard. He couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that his plan was discovered by others, and his pretentiousness became a laughing stock? When he thought of this, he who had always prided himself on his wisdom and scheming, felt uncomfortable for a while.

Cai Yuezhao is not in a hurry: Anyway, the realm of Taihang is their world, and they are afraid that Fang Yuhong will not be able to fly with their wings? Ji Xiuqian is even more like a teenager, going out to play all day long, and he doesn't care about anything. No, the ceremony is about to begin, and he hasn't seen his shadow yet!

In the backyard, the shrine maiden's peerless voice is still playing under the tree. The flute whimpered, as if there was a different embrace. Sun Qi was still sitting in the courtyard listening, his mind was calm, and he was wandering into space. Yang Xibao stood at the door, looking at the scene in the courtyard, his brows furrowed slightly: the witch has cut off the love of the world, so naturally she will not have the heart of love and desire. Young master, isn't Yanqiu's injury enough?

At this time, a disciple came in a hurry, knelt down on one knee outside the courtyard gate, and said, "The ceremony is about to begin, the Great Dharma Protector respectfully invites the witch and the two to worship!" Sun Qi smiled and nodded, and raised his voice: "Third brother, let's go!"

Pedestrians are silent on the streets, and the streets are closed on both sides. The noble ceremonies that represent the characters of the rivers and lakes have little to do with ordinary people. The music is loud, the sound of the chariot is resounding, and the carriage carrying the jade tripod and gold caption, the drum horn bell and other musical instruments should be the first to open the way. Today's protagonist Fang Shengsheng's carriage followed.

Fang Shengsheng was dressed in formal clothes and stood on the car. Yang Xibao and Sun Qi stood on both sides of him to support. Postponed was the carriage carrying Cai Yuezhao and the shrine maiden's peerless voice. Bai Lai Ji Xiuqian should also be in the car, but he has not returned. Cai Yuezhao had no choice but to remove his seat to avoid embarrassment during the parade.

Although there were no onlookers along the way, the Xuanhuang sect members stood on the side of the street, cheering, and it was quite lively. In the alley in the dark, the strange man in a shroud smiled: "Entertain yourself, the most boring!" Above his head, the blood cloud was hidden behind the white clouds. The blood parrot looked down in the air, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I thought you could really hold on!"

The parrot on the shoulder flapped its wings twice: "Blood, do you want to see him!" The blood parrot patted its head: "Still don't." The general's form and spirit were separated, and his spirit was shattered. I finally mustered up the courage to come out and take a look, but what should I do if I scared me away?"

Approaching the crossroads ahead, on the last carriage, Cai Yuezhao quietly asked the witch, "Witch, what is the result?" The witch peerless voice, who had never spoken since her arrival and was considered unspeakable by everyone, replied in a low voice: "I have implanted my figure in his heart and mind with a hypnotic song, and have become the most important person in his subconscious. It takes some time, but it doubles the effect. ”

Cai Yuezhao heard that she was so confident, and she was sure in her heart: as soon as she succeeded, the secret of forbidden art would be obtained. Brother Yang, Brother Sun, don't blame me. Who made the secrets you harbor so blind?

At this time, the carriage carrying the instrument of music had already passed the crossroads, and Fang Sheng's carriage was in the middle of the crossroads. Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar of joy, and hundreds of people poured in from all sides, chanting "Protector of Longevity" and surrounding the carriage. "Huh?" Fang Shengsheng waved his hand and looked back at Cai Yuezhao: Great Protector, this is your arrangement? Cai Yuezhao was also looking at him suspiciously: Fang Shengsheng, are you raising your own value?

Looking at each other, the faces of the two suspicious people changed at the same time. The people who rushed in had already squeezed aside several Xuanhuang Sect members who were guarding the side of the car, and one of them shouted: "Longevity Protector, can you really live a long life?" Another shouted: "Just try it!" Before the words fell, the crowd did not know who put his hand on the bottom of the carriage and lifted it hard. The brass carriage was about to overturn.

"Be careful!" At the critical moment, Yang Xibao stomped his foot, and the carriage that had not been overturned turned down again. Sun Qi took the opportunity to protect Fang Shengsheng and jumped into the crowd, and suddenly killed everywhere. Seeing this, Fang Shengsheng whistled, and the Xuanhuang Sect members on both sides of the street heard the order and moved to kill the crowd. Fighting broke out.

When the man who was about to overturn the carriage saw that there was a master, he laughed, jumped into the carriage, and threw a punch. Yang Xibao was not afraid and greeted him with his palm. "Bang!" the fists and palms touched, and the two shook twice, their feet sank, and they had sunk into the body of the copper carriage. At the same time, the horse in the car fell to the ground, as if it was overwhelmed.

"Good skill!" Yang Xibao exclaimed, "The person who came is famous!" "The second iron guard, Zhou Xianda!" Zhou Xianda has finished his name, and another punch is blowing, like wind and thunder. Yang Xibao snorted coldly: "The people of Jinyi Wei are still doing this!" "Bang!" the two fists touched, and the power was even more powerful than just now. The two of them leaned back, and the carriage broke in it. The two fell to the ground together, wrapped in the crowd.

Yang Xibao has not yet stood firm, and rumors are spreading. There were many hidden arrows in the crowd. Yang Xibao stretched out his hand and pulled out a spear from under the broken car, danced around, forced the crowd away, and looked around for Zhou Xianda's location. However, all around him were the people of the brocade guards, swords swinging together, killing from all sides. Yang Xibao shouted loudly and no longer showed mercy. The spear is in the direction, and the man is on his back.

The transformation was sudden, and Cai Yuezhao in the back didn't have time to react. The wind suddenly rose, and Fang Yuhong flew from the high-rise building on the side of the street and struck down with a volley. "Shrine Maiden, retreat!" Knowing that the witch peerless sound was not good at hand-to-hand combat, Cai Yuezhao hurriedly pushed her aside and raised a palm to meet the enemy.

Fang Yuhong came out with all his strength in this palm, and his power was amazing. Cai Yuezhao hurriedly greeted her, and she was invincible. With a bang, the car crashed. Cai Yuezhao's left palm resisted Fang Yuhong, urging Nei Yuan, and the brilliance on his right palm flashed, and the "Moon Spirit Dance" was struck out with one move.

Fang Yuhong saw that his hand was full of brilliance, and he didn't dare to take it hard, and when he dodged, the flute sounded. But it was the witch's peerless body that stood still, the transverse flute was played, and the sound waves scattered out, full of ears. Fang Yuhong only felt that his mind was dizzy, and the sound blade immediately cut through his skin. He woke up and said that it was not good. Busy concentrating and closing his ears, deaf to his ears. With a wave of his palms from side to side, the sound blade suddenly dissipated.

"Moon Qianfeng!" Cai Yuezhao took the opportunity to make a move, and the moonlight condensed into thousands of blades, and it came with a bang. Fang Yuhong was worthy of the ethereal name, his body fluttered when the blade was about to approach his body, and he had already retreated into the crowd of melees, and his palms were invincible. The storm Lu Ziyu and Star Soul Yue Ziguang who were ambushed in the crowd hurriedly intercepted them, but they were invincible, so they had to watch him kill towards the crossroads with great might.

"Damn!" Cai Yuezhao was about to chase the enemy. In the alley, the eyes of the man in the shroud opened slightly, and he shot out like lightning, "Be careful with the moon!" The person who came did not dodge or dodge, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed Cai Yuezhao.

Cai Yuezhao was too late to dodge, and was grabbed by the claws of the person who came, and he couldn't move. The strange man screamed, and Mu Ran asked: "Where did 'Yuebu' come from?" Cai Yuezhao only felt that the person who came was full of decay, and it seemed to be a corpse that had just been dug up from the grave. It is known that this person must be a first-class demon and is trying to fight back. The strange man's claws were so hard that they grabbed him in both shoulders.

Cai Yuezhao snorted and almost fell to the ground. The breath of decay had entered through the wound and traveled in all directions along his veins. After a while, Cai Yuezhao's face was already full of iron and blue, and he was full of life. "Demon Dare!" the witch screamed, "Ten Thousand Heavenly Sounds!" "The power of extinction attacked the stranger.

The strange man is surrounded by life, and he is not afraid of her moves that carry the breath of extinction. If you have luck under your feet, you have to take Cai Yuezhao away. "Wind Lost!" Lu Ziyu, who was not far away, hurriedly made a move. The strange man appeared in front of his eyes: in the sky and the sea, the wind appeared awe-inspiring in the form of annihilation.

"Wind?" the strange man hissed, his feet slammed, and the illusion shattered. Lu Ziyu was caught off guard, and only had time to snatch Cai Yuezhao, who had fainted, from his hands, and threw it to the witch peerless sound with shaking his hand. Use a move "Wind Ten Thousand Blades" to block the stranger. "Very good! This trip is worth it," the strange man smirked, letting the wind blade hit him, and took a deep breath, "The taste of nature!"

Although Lu Ziyu's cultivation is not as advanced as Cai Yuezhao, the exercises he practiced are from the fragments of "Natural Dao Method: Wind Department", and his body is light, which can be avoided by this grasp, and "Wind Cirrus Cloud" comes out. On the other side, Star Soul Yue flew from the light to help: "Stars are like rain!" Star bullets flew down like rain. "Star?" the strange man was even more excited, raising his head and smiling, letting the star bullet hit his body, as if this was really a happy rain from the sky.

On the long street, under Yang Xibao's spear, everyone is easy, and Fang Yuhong's palms are ruthless and invincible. Between the two strong, the distance gradually narrowed, and finally they looked at each other. Yang Xibao stood with a spear crossed: "Fang Yuhong?" Fang Yuhong looked him up and down, his eyes narrowed: "Yang Xibao?"

Yang Xibao slashed the ground with a spear: "Now, it's time to call you Lord Si Ming!" "Oh?" Fang Yuhong put his hands behind his back, "Brother Yang is so well-informed!" Yang Xibao laughed: "For such a major action, Gu Hongying didn't come in person, what does it mean?" Fang Yuhong also smiled: "Speaking of which, you should thank Brother Yang, kill Kang Juren first, and then hurt Gu Hongying." I'm where I am today!"

Yang Xibao said: "You actually admit it?" Fang Yuhong was quite free and easy, and said: "I did it, why don't you dare to admit it?" Yang Xibao continued to ask: "Aren't you afraid that others will hear it?" Fang Yuhong pointed around, and the voices of people were full of murderous voices: "In such an environment, out of my mouth and into your ears, who will hear?"

Yang Xibao seemed to be unwilling, and asked again: "Aren't you afraid that I will say it?" Fang Yuhong laughed: "You and I are hostile, even if you say it, will anyone believe it!" "That's the case," Yang Xibao nodded suddenly, "Look at the move!" Fang Yuhong had already expected it, his left hand was blocked, and his right palm was like a knife.

Yang Xibao took two steps back, holding his right hand three inches from the tip of the gun, which at first glance looked like he was holding a dagger. It's the Shadow Gun starting style. "The sword is coming!" Fang Yuhong made a move, and the silver sword that had killed Guo Zhiyi was used again, slowly unsheathed, "The sword is Ya Yu." Please!"

Yang Xibao flicked the red tassel of the spear: "The gun is nameless, today it is called Extinction for the name of killing you!" "Okay! Ya Yu Ten Annihilation!" Fang Yuhong's eyes were cold, and Ya Yu's sword illusion debuted Dao sword shadow, and it hit directly. "Lonely sails and shadows!" Yang Xibao shot out a thousand shadows, layer upon layer, sealing the sword road.

On the tall building in the distance, the flying fox ordered the fox to hold a thin sword in his hand, looking at the long street and chatting enthusiastically, no accident, the next two people should hook their shoulders and find a secluded place to drink, and kill each other. The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and he seems to find it quite interesting. Above the sky, the blood parrot stood with its arms crossed, and seemed to be even happier to watch.

The sound of the car was rattling, and the prisoner car was moving slowly. Hu Yanlang looked at the city tower in the distance, and then looked at the people in the prisoner car, and spoke to him for the first time along the way: "Yecheng ahead is General Ouyang's hometown. Xiang nephew, how will the people in his hometown entertain you when they learn of the general's death?"

Xiang Yingshi smiled, the torture along the way made him dusty, and his beard was very haggard. But there is not much decadence. He also looked up at the city in the distance, and replied to the question: "Senior Uncle Huyan, it would be too bad to say such things to juniors. ”

"Hmph!" Hu Yanlang snorted, "He really deserves to be Peng Lao'er's criminal!" Xiang Yingshi was not angry, as if Hu Yanlang was insulting an irrelevant person, he just smiled: "Naturally, it is not as arrogant as your old man, Uncle Shi!" Hu Yanlang heard the meaning of the strings, his face sank, but he no longer paid attention to him. The whip pointed at it: "Hurry up and report to Yecheng!"

"Yes!" A personal guard beat his horse and left, and came back after a short time, with a strange expression: "General, the gate of Yecheng is closed, and there is a faint sound of shouting and killing!" "What?" Hu Yanlang was startled, could it be a rebellion? He hurriedly drew his sword and unsheathed: "All the troops will follow me into the city!" He was about to fight his horse, but suddenly stopped, and pointed at Xiang Yingshi: "Leave a team of men and horses to escort him behind, so as not to make any thoughts about him!" Seeing that the general did not forget to target himself under such circumstances, Xiang Yingshi couldn't cry or laugh.