The realm of Middle-earth, the fine willow camp, above the main hall.

Sun Xiang stood up indignantly because of the death of Emperor Gui Liang, and asked the head of the sect Zhong Da to kill the elders, the first seat, and his fingers wiped the blade of ten thousand bones from time to time. The hall was silent for a moment. After a long while, Zhong Dacai coughed lightly and waved his hand: "The martial arts elder Gui Huang Liang made a disrespectful remark and collided with the holy sword, so he should be executed." General, the interrogation is not over. Please also answer your questions about the Holy Sword. ”

"What?" "This ......" was in an uproar for the people who returned to the emperor and Liang Ming: the head of the family is so resolute and ruthless today, it seems that he is determined to draw a line with the imperial court. Guihuang Liang has been used for surgery, who will be next?

Hu Yanlang didn't expect Zhong Da to have such an attitude, his anger surged, and he said loudly: "The head of the family listened: under the whole world, it is not the king's land; My fine willow has always been supported by the courtesy of the Son of Heaven in the past dynasties, so that it is prosperous today. Besides, now that there are great changes, if we really break away from the imperial court, it will be difficult. If the slightest mistake will destroy the thousand-year-old foundation, how can we be reckless with the rivers and lakes with our current status?"

He only cared about speaking happily, but he didn't see that nearly half of the people in the hall heard this, and their faces suddenly became gloomy. It seems that even if Hu Yanlang is attached to the imperial court, sooner or later we "reckless" will be swept out of the house! Some people who originally supported Hu Yanlang were also shaken because of this.

"Shut up!" Sun Xiang shouted coldly, "What a bold Hu Yanlang, who dares to insult the heads of the past dynasties! According to the rules of the door, he should be punished with a holy sword!" Hu Yanlang was shocked: Although Xiliu has always had a close relationship with the imperial court, especially the military, none of the heads of the previous dynasties were born in the army, and they were all "reckless in the rivers and lakes" in his mouth. Although his words did not mean contempt, Sun Xiang deliberately misinterpreted them, and he was helpless. Just when his thoughts were complicated, the sword was full of spirit and came head-on.

"Be careful!" Wu Zuo Xia Zhenyi and Wen Zuo Zhuge You shouted in unison. The battle seat Duan Dingding and the music seat Mo Qiu came out with four palms, turning away the sword qi. "Master!" Ba Fangping and Guo Youci shouted at Zhong Da with their fists. Although he did not agree with Hu Yanlang's concept and was extremely disgusted with his words, Sun Xiang was about to kill the first patriarch in a few words, but no one expected it and did not want to see it. Everyone looked at Zhong Da, and when he gave an order, they would attack him in groups. After taking it, we will discuss whether to stay or kill.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Da didn't say a word, but just stood straight with his back to everyone like a clay sculpture. Dharma Throne Guoshixun was delicate, remembering that since Sun Xiang's soul body appeared, Zhong Da had always turned his back on everyone and ignored what Sun Xiang did. His face changed, and he said angrily: "Bold Sun Xiang! Dare to control the head with evil arts!" "What?" Everyone in the hall looked angry. The head of the five doors in the hall is controlled by ghosts, and he won't be laughed at when he spreads it?

"Hahahaha......" Sun Xiang burst into a long laugh, "Patriarch, don't spew blood." The head just disdains to ignore Er's and other stubborn people!" "Dare to quibble?" roared and slapped his palm at Sun Xiang. "Make a mess! Kill!" Sun Xiang's eyes lit up, and he swung his knife to meet it.

The realm of Taihang, Yecheng, the rudder of the thick soil.

Seeing that Ji Weiyu was stimulated by Yiye Jinglun's words, he was about to throw the spear back, but was stopped by Ji Xiuqian's words. Yiye Jinglun sighed secretly, but remained silent: "What does this son have to teach?" Ji Xiuqian said: "I don't dare to see the teaching." Mr. Yiye, if this gun was only left by Yang Xi when he was fighting, then it should indeed be returned according to what Mr. said. But now that this thing has been stained with the blood of our sect's protectors, and the sect leader has already said the words of folding the gun as an oath in front of the grave, how can he break his trust in the deceased?"

Yiye Jinglun laughed: "This son, let me ask you: Who is buried in this tomb?" Ji Xiuqian was stunned for a moment, and replied: "It is the four Dharma protectors of this sect and dozens of martyrs. Yiye Jinglun asked again: "Then who did they die at?"

Although he knew that he asked knowingly. Ji Xiuqian still replied honestly: "Shicai has already explained that he died at the hands of Yang Xibao, the dragon and tiger head of the Xiliu Camp!" Yiye Jinglun asked again: "Oh, then what kind of murder weapon was used to kill it?" Ji Xiuqian pointed to the three spears: "Naturally, these are the three spears." ”

"Haha!" Yiye Jinglun laughed again, "In that case, this spear is stained with the blood of your sect's protectors and sect members?" "That's right," Ji Xiuqian saw that he was endless, and became impatient, "That's why I want to fold the spear in front of the tomb to show my determination and pay tribute!"

"Hahahaha......" Yiye Jinglun laughed, "The things that have been contaminated with the blood of your sect's protectors and sect members to commemorate the dead of your sect, isn't it the blood of the dead to pay tribute to the dead?

"You ......" Although he knew that he was deliberately misinterpreting, Ji Xiuqian couldn't think of how to refute it for a while, so he froze. Seeing this, Ji Weiyu snorted coldly: "Yiye Jinglun, you can't take advantage of your tongue." If you really want to get a gun, then come and get it!" he said, sticking his spear into the ground.

"Alas......" Yiye Jinglun sighed, "I still have to fight after a long time, my persuasion can be said to be an extreme failure, and I really don't have the face to see people!" "If you want to fight, then fight!" Ye Gong danced twice with his guns in his hands.

The ghost face had already taken two steps forward, and the blood chan slashed hard in the air: "White Tiger Murder Spirit!" The space was actually cut open by him, and a white tiger with black qi roared out of the crack. Ye Gong put away his two guns at the same time, and the golden snake crossbow - the fishy teeth in his hand: "The golden snake dances wildly!" Countless golden rays of light shot out, shaking his head and tail like a golden snake, and crashing towards Ji Weiyu.

"Up!" Ji Weiyu and Ji Xiuqian all slapped their palms. The tiger that emitted black gas, and the snake that shook its head and tail should disperse. For a while, the black air soared into the air, and the golden light was dazzling. Ji Weiyu only felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and said, "It's not good!" When the palm pressed down the black qi and golden light, Ye Gong and Ghost Face on the opposite side, and Ye Jinglun, the suddenly arrived persuasion guest, along with the three spears inserted in his side, were gone.

The realm of Middle-earth, the fine willow camp, above the main hall.

The sword light is in the palm of the hand, and the sound of killing is shocking. General Hu Yanlang took the lead in attacking, and the veterans and the first ones, who have always been good friends with Guihuang Liang, echoed one after another. "Thousands of miles rampant!" Sun Xiang turned around and took out his knife, and the person had already taken advantage of the situation to rush into the middle of the main hall. "Kill!" the crowd saw that he was about to flee, and surrounded him on all sides, each making a move. All of a sudden, the wind was magnificent, and it gathered into a force of destruction that attacked Sun Xiang.

Sun Xiang had exhausted the power of the soul of the Yellow Sand Realm in the withered bones, and his cultivation had risen greatly, so he didn't take this small combined attack in his eyes. Ten thousand bones in his hand were waved at will, and the seemingly chaotic sword qi actually offset the power of the combined attack. "The golden armor moves the mountains and rivers!" Seeing that the power of the combined attack was exhausted, Sun Xiang shouted, and the golden armor god that appeared behind him slashed it with a knife.

"Stand out!" Wu Zuo Xia Zhenyi shouted. The general Hu Yanlang reacted quickly, and only then did he hear Xia Zhenyi's roar in his ears, and he had already exerted his strength under his feet and retreated to the door of the main hall. "Boom", except for a few people who retreated with Hu Yanlang, the besiegers all died under this knife, and the blood was everywhere.

"Evil obstacles!" Duan Dingding, the world training of the Dharma Seat and the Battle Seat, shouted angrily in unison. A two-palm circle, the law is not allowed to go to the head, and a Jin Ge in the hand, sweeping the world sweeping. "The snow is full of bow knives!" Sun Xiang's knife returned to his waist, and the killing aura was collected, and it came overwhelmingly with the swing of the knife.

"Wuding Qiankun!" "Wen'an World!" Wuzuo Xia Zhenyi and Wenzuo Zhuge You saw that the situation was difficult to do, and each made a move. The four first patriarchs struck together, and they barely competed with Sun Xiang's move. The four first patriarchs were shocked. Looking back, seeing that Zhong Da was still standing with his back to everyone like a puppet, Xia Zhenyi didn't care about anything anymore, waved his hand and ordered: "Sun Xiang has entered the demon path, controlling the head of the sect with evil arts, and plotting against him." The subordinates of the fine willow sect listened to the order: Kill this demon with all your might!" "Yes!" An order was given by the martial arts, and the people who were originally watching also took action.

"One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither!" Sun Xiang was not afraid, and slashed into the air. The strength is secretly born, like a knife to take life in the dark, like a rope for impermanence to collect souls. Quietly, when you die, you will be crushed and killed. "Ahh

"Will it be successful?" the two first patriarchs of Wu and Wen looked at each other. Unlike the other first patriarchs, they all served as the heads of the Xiliu Battalion, and naturally they also knew the secret that only circulated among the heads, and they also knew the tragedy of the station where they besieged and killed Yiye Bingge and turned into a remnant lamp that day.

Is history going to repeat itself? There was a look of firmness in the eyes of the two of them, and they already had the determination to give up their lives. Just as they were about to move their luck and make a move with all their might, Duan Dingding suddenly came over: "Wuzuo, Wenzuo, this demon is difficult to kill." Please restrain him, and wait for me to go to the palace for help!" After speaking, regardless of whether the two agreed or not, Jin Ge hit Sun Xiang, and then used the power of Sun Xiang's counterattack to rush out of the palace gate and go east.

"Zhanza! Zhanza!" Wu and Wen were so anxious that they jumped to their feet: Let's not talk about asking for help and losing it. The emperor has long had the intention of weakening the fine willows, and now that the chaos is in turmoil, it is good to just watch the fire from the other side and not take advantage of the fire to rob, how can he send people to help?" "Don't lose the face of the fine willows!" Sun Xiang had already heard it, and casually threw the ten thousand bones back on the knife holder on the offering table, and flew to chase after Duan Dingding.

And as the knife fell on the knife holder, Zhong Da was excited, sweating profusely as if he had woken up from a nightmare, and shouted, "Stop me!"

In the sky above the Yang Ruins, the light flew by.

Seeing that the palace was approaching, Duan Dingding fell into the light and walked quickly to the palace gate, but was blocked by the palace gate guards: "Someone is coming!" Duan Dingding said angrily: "I am Duan Dingding, the former general of Zuo Jinwu!

What the guards said was the law of the court. Duan Dingding was anxious, he had the heart to break into the palace and was afraid that the king would be displeased, so in desperation, luck shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the old minister Duan Dingding asks to see you!" "What's the matter, does the general of a hundred battles also have a day when he can't see the face of heaven?" a mocking voice sounded from behind.

"Sun Xiang?" Duan Dingding was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "This person is a demon, quickly follow me to get rid of the demon!" shouted a few times, but the palace gate guard stood farther away, looking like he was watching a good show. "The royal is the most ruthless. Elder of the Battle Seat, you accept your fate!" Sun Xiang had a treacherous blade in his hand and slashed out. "There are only generals who died in battle, and there are no generals who accept their fate!" Duan Dingding's white beard fluttered, and Jin Ge tried his best to make a gear.

The knife falls into the dust, and the person falls into the dust. In his vision, which was gradually blurred by blood, the figure of the young emperor who took his hand and shouted bitterly, "The Great Wall is falling, and the court is empty!" flashed by the distant upstairs, without casting a glance at the noisy palace gate.

Is it wrong? Is it wrong? Regardless of the face of the teacher, he wanted to create opportunities for the imperial court, but he ended up like this. Did you really do something wrong? The veteran asked himself, but he could no longer get an answer.