"Rebel ......" snorted coldly, the lord of Liuyun Country glanced in the direction of his son, and then came with Changhong, faintly seeing someone fleeing, it was inconvenient to chase him, so he could only let him leave.

"You're finally here......" Qingfeng was a little bitter, because the wind was very strong tonight......

At this moment, the Fog Hidden Mountain is full of devastation, how can Qingfeng's heart feel good.

As Qingfeng's old friend for many years, the lord of Liuyun Country didn't know how to comfort him, but tonight's Fog Hidden Mountain was indeed miserable......

The two of them were high in the sky, looking at the blood flowing all over the mountains, under the silver moonlight, with heavy hearts, and the choice was speechless......

"Mother......" A miserable voice seemed to resonate with Qing Feng, and Qing Feng's figure disappeared into the sky.

In front of Qingfeng's eyes of "Chonghua ......", the beauty has passed away and will never live up to her appearance back then, but Qingfeng's heart has never changed.

"Why are you so stupid...... Qing Feng thumped his chest, but he still disappointed Chonghua, because the Nine Hall Envoys had already fled with Hell Mountain, and it was difficult to find traces......

"Yang Zhen, how are you?" Yang Ning and Yang Pi hurriedly surrounded him, Yang Zhen was captured by the momentum of the Nine Palaces, and his soul was somewhat invaded.

"It's okay......" Yang Zhen's eyes flickered a little, but he was able to see the Demon Sect and Yin Wind Valley retreating, and he felt a lot more comforted in his heart.

"Finally retreated...... Yang Pi's face was a little haggard, don't look at the three of them against a dozen Mountain Building Realm Sixfold Realm powerhouses, but only he knows the effort.

The gap in cultivation, this is an irreparable gap, although it is evil, but it is impossible to continue in the secret method of cross-level combat, which is a huge load on the body.

"Retreat......" Yang Ning sighed, but Jian Jue, this Supreme Elder of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, could never come back......

"Clean up the battlefield......" Chen Yan was weak, and after an order, he could no longer insist, and finally fell in a pool of blood.

The night gradually fell silent, but on the land of the Fog Hidden Mountain, there was no more blood......

In the silver moonlight, it is particularly conspicuous.

High in the sky, the old man and the middle-aged man looked at each other and did not speak for a long time......

Five days later, after an intensive reconstruction, Wuyin Mountain gradually restored order, but the smell of blood could not dissipate for a long time.

The big competition of the five factions, with this trouble, there is no longer any need to hold it, and at the same time, when the lord of the Liuyun Country returns to the dynasty, he issued an order for the whole people to target the Yin Wind Valley.

As the news of the appearance of the Yin Wind Valley spread, all of a sudden, several surrounding countries began to deal with it......

First of all, the Great Qin Empire took the lead in issuing an order: all soldiers with all their names, and they made every effort to search for news from Yin Wind Valley.

The Great Jin Empire followed closely behind, and had to fight to the death against Yin Feng Valley. The Ushi Empire is even more full name conscription to deal with the arrival of the great world.

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The major empires have responded one after another, causing turmoil in the entire Surabaya area, giving everyone a feeling that this will be the arrival of a great world, and all the reactions at this moment should be just the beginning.

But everyone knows that the real world has been completely opened......

In the age of bloodshed, only blood can wash away the great world, and only enough death can end such a great world.

No one underestimates Yin Wind Valley, let alone Yin Wind Valley, a Nine Hall Envoy has almost hit the Great Power Fog Hidden Gate of Megatron Surabaya like this, if all the nine Palace Envoys are dispatched, what will happen?

"It's just a matter of killing with all your might...... Qing Feng finally said these words after sitting quietly next to Chonghua's corpse for five days.

Although the words were full of murderous aura, from the mouth of a Misty Hidden Sect Master, one could imagine the weight in it.

Five days passed in a hurry, and the major sects left one after another, each going back to tell the sect, and the Liuyun Kingdom resisted the Yin Wind Valley with all its might.

Yang Ning led the disciples of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, and there were eight people when they came, but at this moment, there were only six people on the flying boat, and two of them could never come back......

Standing at the front end of the flying boat, Yang Ning's figure was very lonely, and the death of Jian Jue had a great impact on him, especially in his state of mind, which made Yang Ning's heart stained with blood.

Yin Wind Valley, how can the life of a young master be enough? An envoy of the Nine Palaces, how can he make up for the death of Jian Jue, he must avenge Jian Jue.

Yang Ning's eyes were bloodshot, and the breath around his body was blowing with the breeze......

Along the way, there were no words, and a heavy heart lingered in everyone's hearts.

Especially the wind is flying, a mother who has never seen her since she was a child, but because of a trip to the Foggy Mountain, she has completely lost her handsome white clothes, without the dust of the past, with sentimentality......

"Brother Feiyang......" Feng Xing'er kept comforting, but how to make up for the pain in her heart.

Feng Feiyang finally complied with his mother's last wish and buried her in Wuyin Mountain, which is her real home for Chonghua.

A day later, the flying boat finally entered the Xishu realm, but the first time it entered the Xishu realm, Yang Ning stood on the deck of the flying boat and suddenly felt a slight smell of blood.

"What's going on?" Liufeng and Jun Yuyu also sensed that something was wrong.

"It's not good, it's from the direction of the Sword Sect......" Zhao Gang exclaimed, and from a distance, he could see that the mountain of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect was bubbling with fire, and there was a strong smoke of fire in the air......

"Quick, accelerate forward...... On the flying boat, there were suddenly bursts of spiritual power fluctuations, and the flying boat was under control, speeding in the direction of the Northern Xuanjian Sect.

"Kill ......" is faint, and you can hear bursts of shouts and killings.

"Sons of the Yin Wind Valley, die......" Suddenly, the sound of a landslide and the earth cracking gradually spread from the distant sky.

Thundered......

The fog that shrouded the mountain began to crumble, and in the raging spiritual power, it gradually fell apart.

"Is this a self-destruct?" Liufeng frowned, finally feeling unusual.

"Stop!" The flying boat stopped, hanging in mid-air, and a distance of nearly a hundred zhang diagonally below was the mountain of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, but at this moment, the Northern Xuanjian Sect became fragmented.

"Yin Wind Valley?" Zhao Gang didn't believe it, but he couldn't help but shout out the painful words.

Yang Ning held the sword in his hand, jumped from the flying boat, and the sword intent unfolded in the wind, falling from the sky.

The thick black smoke enveloped the entire front mountain, and it was not real to see, but it could be felt that there were several terrifying breaths flickering......

Thundered......

The violent shaking made the front mountain of the entire Northern Xuan Sword Sect crumble......

"Four Heavenly Kings, didn't you promise not to destroy the Sword Sect, how can you explain it now?" From the black smoke came the sound of Jian Wuxiu.

"Explain?" A strong man, the uncertain black flames on his body shrouded him, and he could vaguely see that his face was actually wearing a hideous mask, like hell, which made people feel frightened.

"What explanation do I give you?" Said in a cold voice, with a grimace mask, and I couldn't see the real expression, but from the tone of voice, I could feel that this person seemed to be angry.

"Where is that sword from your Northern Xuan Sword Sect?" The other person was wearing a black shirt and a big hood, which completely covered the entire head, and he could not see his true face, and he could vaguely feel the gloomy atmosphere.

"Sword?" Jian Wuxiu's face was a little pale, and he was locked by the momentum of the two peak powerhouses, even if he was the head of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, he couldn't resist.

"I don't know, what sword?" Although Jian Wuxiu is the head of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, he doesn't know much about the true details of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

"You really don't know?" Another strong man flew in, and he was still holding a head in his hand, which was bloody and palpitating.

"You killed my junior brother?" Jian Wuxiu screamed, recognizing the origin of the head, which turned out to be Jian Biyou's head.

"He was disobedient, and said that he still had to learn about the cultivation of this king, which was really beyond his strength......" The man said, throwing his head away, and the sky flipped over, drowning in the white mist, and disappeared.

......The corners of Jian Wuxiu's mouth twitched, but in the end, he didn't dare to say much, because the three people in front of him were so strong that he didn't dare to question them, and he didn't dare to question them.

At the same time, Jian Wuxiu's heart had already begun to regret faintly, why did he be so stupid and bring the people of Yin Wind Valley to the Northern Xuanjian Sect, this is not to help himself at all, but to set himself on fire, no, this is self-destruction......

"Where is your Sword Sect's sword?" The man with the grimace mask said with a little more coldness in his voice, and said with some impatience.

"I ......" Jian Wuxiu's face kept twitching, and he finally chose to be speechless, because he felt a chill, and Jian Biyou's death made him feel his own danger.

These people didn't help themselves because of themselves, but they went to the Sword Sect to ask for something else.

Thinking of this, Jian Wuxiu's face gradually despaired......

"Where the hell is the sword?" The man in the black robe made a ghostly sound, and there were already fluctuations in spiritual power, pressing towards Jian Wuxiu.

"I ......" Jian Wuxiu couldn't spit out words for a long time, and finally seemed to have mustered up enough courage and said: "I really don't know......" After saying this, Jian Wuxiu sat on the ground weakly, and his face was already sweating.

A powerhouse at the peak of the mountain-building realm is enough, but there are enough three of them here, and five of them are missing.

Such a situation was not expected by Jian Wuxiu at all, but at this moment, Jian Wuxiu's heart was already half cold.

This is not only for himself, but also for the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

"Since you don't know, you can die......" In the voice of the grimace mask, there was a heavy snort, and he was already angry, and he raised his hand with a palm, seeing that it was about to fall, and at this moment, suddenly there was a loud noise, shaking the entire hall of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

"Got a master?" The man with blood on his hand immediately sensed the change and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Let's take a look......" The grimace mask couldn't see its expression, but out of caution, it followed.

"Who the hell are you?" With a loud shout, it almost broke the entire Northern Xuan Sword Sect, coming from the direction of Hongqiao.

The other party did not speak, and only responded with a sharp attack.

Jian Nian's sword was instantaneous, almost to the extreme, this is the realm of truly reaching the realm of the kendo master, which can be compared to ordinary swordsmen, and can destroy the world at every turn.

"Haha...... A kendo master, it's really interesting......" A strange laugh, full of yin and yang weirdness, echoed above the rainbow bridge.

"This is the king's, don't rob me." There was blood on his hand, and he came up from behind, and slapped it directly with a palm, and greeted the sword light. This is a militant who is instantly excited when he sees a strong man showing his head.

"Silence, don't be care......less," an order came from behind, but was soon pulled away by the silent figure and disappeared.

"Silence? Are you from the Valley of the Winds? "The sword of the sword is like a thought, the sword is moving, it is the ultimate of speed, it can travel through space, regardless of time.

But the other party was even sharper, the gloomy black flame, like a black dragon, actually dodged a sword in the air, and it was actually following the sword light, accurately locating the position of the sword thought, and bombarded.

"Die!" Jian Nian mentioned Yin Wind Valley, and immediately knew that the other party was definitely not a mediocre hand, Nian Jian moved again, and slashed out a sword in the air, mixed with the breath of destruction, and slashed towards the black shadow.