"Bang!" With a bang, the crude clay cup fell to the ground and shattered. The two people who stood and sat in front of the couch were frowning and looking solemn.

Ember Bing's mood was as good as his expression. And Lan Xian even went too far. All of this stems from what Ember Ice heard on his way home:

"Hey, Brother Zhang, it's been more than ten years, why hasn't your son come back yet? Cuicui has asked me several times. ”

"Who knows. The sons of the old Wang family next door all returned from military vacation the day before yesterday. ”

"Hey, two old men, I know a little bit. Two days ago, our county commander went to the capital to report on his work, but for some reason, this military and political power fell into the hands of that master. As soon as the adults left with their front feet, the master picked out all the cultivators in the army and took them away. Brother Zhang, isn't your son going to be a bit punched and kicked? ”

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"You take your concubine and go with her mother. If possible, arrange a job for them. Lan Xian stood up, staring at Ember Ice with burning eyes.

"And let yourself die? To walk together. Ember Ice's tone was tough, and it was a complete refusal.

Lan Xian's eyes flickered several times, and finally shook his head.

"I owe them, and I can pay it back this time. Me and the Naming clan, this time we must die. ”

Ash Bing, who was still a little irritable, suddenly became a little dazed when he heard this.

This sentence is very familiar, but he can't remember when or where he heard it.

"Then kill him. None of us will die. "The ghost sent the gods, and Ember Ice said something completely inconsistent with his character.

After speaking, Ember Bing let out a sigh of relief, relieved his emotions, and said, "Your wife and daughter don't have to worry, I will ask a friend to send them out of the city." Be a reliable friend. ”

Lan Xian originally wanted to say something, but in the end he just said, "Listen to you." Kill him, let's live. ”

"You explain to my aunt, I'll go to the academy to find my concubine first, and then go to my friend. When I get back, I'll just get them out of town. ”

Leaving a word, Ember turned around and walked out,

"Eh, Xiaoqing, go out? Lunch is cooked, eat two bites before leaving. ”

The woman in the kitchen hurriedly greeted Ember Ice when she saw her walking out.

"No, auntie, you and uncle can eat, I'm a little in a hurry."

Out of the door, Ember Bing used his left foot hard, jumped vertically, and flew away in the direction of the inner city.

"This kid is not afraid of being hungry." Seeing Ember leave, the woman muttered quietly.

With a "poof", he pushed the beautiful woman in his arms away and stood up.

The beautiful woman who was pushed to the ground let out an "oops", thinking that something was wrong that had angered this uncle, who was obviously a cultivator, and her face was full of horror.

The few people who were playing, playing and singing on the side also stopped their movements and looked at Gui Yu cautiously.

His face was gloomy and terrifying. Three of the four formations he laid out had already been broken. Now the Ming tribe has at least reached the outermost part of the inner city.

What does the initiative of the Ming people, who have always been known for forbearance, mean? It shows that this Ming clan believes that no matter what accident happens, his life will not be in danger. In other words, he already had enough strength, even strong, that he didn't even have to go all out.

Throwing a silver ingot on the table, he smashed directly into the window, as if rushing outside.

As he fell, the sword that was still in the room was unsheathed and slid at his feet, helping him stabilize his body. Even with all his might, he rushed to the Lan family in the outer city.

The lonely weak Confucian has always been the first target of the Ming people.

Ember Ice lifted his breath and lightened his body, and rushed towards the academy as fast as he could. After a while, they entered the inner city.

Just then, a loud bang rang out behind him. Ember Bing looked back, and in the direction of the Lan family, a dazzling golden light rose up and soared into the sky.

"What are you stunned about? In the past! ”

The voice was clearly deceitful. At this moment, the doubts about this big brother in Ember Bing's heart were finally solved.

For example, his whereabouts, and then for example, the identity of the "bounty hunter" he said.

The existence of the Ming clan is originally the biggest secret in the world. The "bounty hunter" who can hunt the Ming clan is only one organization in the world that can have it.

After the streamer slashed, Ember Ice immediately turned around and returned the way it came.

Don't have an accident, don't have an accident.

There was not the slightest fluke in Ember Bing's heart. In this big county, there are not many cultivators. Like the butcher and the dean of the academy, he has all visited and tested them with spiritual power, and there is no problem with either cultivation or mental nature.

As for the so-called miracle doctor, it is said that he left half a decade before he came. Of course, even if he didn't leave, Lan Xian's 'illness' was not something he could cure.

This kind of 'disease' can only be cured by a few people and a sword in the world.

Ember Ice leaped from one rooftop to the other at a rapid pace. From his point of view, a certain spacious dirt path was already overflowing with golden light, and even the midday sun could not compete with it.

The Ming clan has already done it.

It's useless to say anything now. The Ming clan rushed to the outer city, obviously aiming at Lan Xian, or his Confucian inheritance.

If he really succeeds, then over time, the number of casualties cannot be counted in terms of cities. After all, with the character of the Ming clan, there is no certainty that more than eighty percent will definitely not show up. It is said that the snake is a very cruel animal, and if you provoke it, it will not retaliate against you at the moment, but will give you a ruthless attack when you are negligent. is such a style, not as good as the Ming eleven. The Ming Clan won't even give you a chance to provoke him, as long as they dare to show up, it is an existence that no one can stop in a short period of time.

The previous plan of the two was based on Lan Xian's ability to kill the Ming clan. And now, it's clear that he really doesn't necessarily have to beat the Ming clan.

Suddenly, Ember Bing's whole body shook. Where the Lan family is located, the sword light is soaring into the sky.

At this time, the Lan family.

The man in the Ming zodiac robe, who was originally a little joking, is now clouded with clouds. Behind him, where there should have been two pairs of four wings, was empty, and there were white-gold blood stains on the west side of the robe.

Lan Xian was a little surprised, not because of the shocking sword that fell from the sky by the white-clothed young man in front of him, but because the white-clothed figure reminded him of an old man. I thought I also loved white clothes, and the old man who had been gone for more than ten years.

"There are still three hundred disciples outside, two hundred and one realms, seventy-two realms, you, may you hold back those second realms?"

The silver long sword in his hand pointed diagonally, and the qi locked on the man in the robe, and said to the person behind him without looking back.

Lan Xian nodded: "Seventy, yes." ”

They are all smart people, and when he said that he would only let him deal with the Second Realm Jiaotu, he knew the identity of this young man in white.

After receiving the answer, the qi on his body moved, and he immediately rushed towards the man in the robe. And the four wings that were cut off by the Ming clan also grew out at this time, and they were also using the wings as knives at the moment, rushing towards Guiqi.

Suddenly, the figures of the two kept moving, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless.

The two were fighting, and Lan Xian on the side was not idle. I saw that it took out a blue rod thin cone from its arms, which was directly injected into the true yuan of the spirit abyss, as if it was in a desperate posture.

If it's Ember Ice, it will definitely be a tentative start. But Lan Xian would not make such a low-level mistake.

Anyone who has dealt with the Ming people knows that it is somewhat appropriate to use the title of 'smiling tiger' to refer to the Ming people. The reason why I say 'some' is because the word is still a little too shallow for them. But the terms "hypocrite", "cunning", and "hypocrite" are all too appropriate.

Before, there was a Qi machine locked, and the Ming clan didn't dare to act rashly, but now that the two have started to fight, they don't have such scruples. At a single thought, the cultists, who had lost their sense of self, besieged the courtyard.

Lan Xian's eyes swept over those sect members, from the first realm sect members on the periphery to the sect disciples dressed as soldiers of the second realm who were closer to the courtyard. He took a deep breath, suppressed the pain and anger in his heart, and forced himself into a state of calm.

However, the Haoran righteousness that overflowed around his body was equivalent to that of Zhenyuan, and it was still in the form of waves.

Fortunately, he let him deal with the sect members of the second realm, and if it was a realm, he would make a big mistake. Even if he practiced the Confucian Haoran righteousness that was the most able to control his emotions, even if the first battle was very important now, even if it was now a hostile camp, and she had completely lost her mind, but the person who had been with him for more than ten years, he still couldn't do it.

Yes, when the Ming clan came, within a radius of one mile, those who had not cultivated were all eroded by their sanity.

Without exception.

The small jasper cone in his hand shone brightly, and under the guidance of Lan Xian, one by one complex runes floated out from under the pen, forming formations one after another, trapping the sect members of the Second Realm who rushed towards the courtyard in it.

Under the repeated bombardment of the sect members, some formations only made a slight tremor, and some did not even react at all. All Lan Xian needs to do is remove the formation when it shows signs of turning bright yellow, and then reconstruct it.

As the last chief of the largest academy in the national capital, Lan Xian was also worthy of the name of genius, and he stubbornly dragged down more than seventy sectarians of the Second Realm with the cultivation of the peak of the Three Realms.

You must know that Confucian scholars use their own abilities to "learn" the ability of other systems, and when they use it, their power is lower than their own cultivation to a large level.

And trapping more than seventy people with the ability of the same level is a fantasy for most cultivators. Even if Lan Xian had a deep enough understanding of Haoran's righteousness, he forcibly raised his power to the apex of the Second Realm, and used the Yin and Yang family formation that was the best at trapping the enemy.

But although the sect members of the Second Realm were trapped, those disciples of the First Realm who were scattered on the periphery before were also about to rush over. Although there is a gap between the first realm and the second realm, it has not yet reached the point where the number cannot be made up.

Fortunately, the mutual locking between the Qi Qi and the Na Ming Qi Machine before bought enough time, and the Ember Ice, which was the third ring of the battlefield, finally arrived.

has the experience of living in the palace, although there is no need to take the heir, but Ember Bing's analysis and control of the situation are not bad. After only a few glances, he knew what he had to do.

After thinking for a moment, Ember Bing's right index finger and middle finger were combined into a sword finger shape, and pressed through the clothes on the wrench that was hung as a pendant on his chest. The next moment, a small sky blue sword was pulled out by him. After inputting spiritual power and pouring the breath of the method with all his strength, Ember Bing flicked his wrist and threw the small sword out like a hidden weapon.

The little blue sword drew a graceful arc in the air, and finally returned to Ember Bing's hand again, and then grew into the wind, turning into a three-foot green blade full of cracks.

And where the original little sword slashed, a black silk-like thing remained in place, exuding the aura of "Ukiyo-e". Coincidentally, this trace happened to take on the form of a circle, encircling all the Second Realm Sect members inside.

The breath of "Ukiyo-e" is inherently very deterrent to the Ming people. With the cultivation of the middle and late stages of the Ember Ice Second Realm, it was completely possible to make those First Realm Sect members who were rushing from various households not dare to approach the courtyard. And those Second Realm Sect members, although they are not afraid of this aura, they will still have an aversion to this aura, and unless necessary, they will also subconsciously stay away. And the order given by the robed Ming clan was to attack the people in the courtyard, so these disciples naturally would not attack that trace.

Even so, according to cultivation, the Ember Ice of the Second Realm alone would definitely not be able to hold down these more than 100 First Realm Sect members. The result of hard drag can only be death. The only difference is how much he can swap out before he dies.

Knowing this clearly, he chose a tricky way.

At present, the only advantage for him is that those sect members do not gather, and there is a time lag before rushing to the small courtyard. This gave him the opportunity to break them one by one.

Falling back suddenly, dodging an attack from a recent cultist, Ember Bing's whole body was shaken, and there was obvious anger and pain in his eyes.

"Ding, ding" twice, the Broken Moon Sword and the fists of the sect members clashed, and there was an obvious sound of gold and iron.

Eating the power of the shock, Ember Bing relied on his cultivation higher than the sect members, dodged behind her, kicked it out nearly ten meters with all his strength, and then caught up before she landed, made up for it, kicked it out more than ten meters, and smashed it into a room. The collapsed brick wall buried the congregation, and it was clear that the congregation would not be able to get out anytime soon.

With a slight sigh of relief, Ember Bing turned around and swept towards another alley, his eyes closed, his teeth clenched, and the three swords brought down three heads each.

White-gold blood flowed out of the bowl-sized fracture, and after a while, the color of the blood changed, from white-gold to pink to bright red to blood-red, and a stream of bloody gas floated out, rushing into Ember Bing's nose, and then hitting his brain.

Judging from their appearance, these three people are a family of three. The couple was about thirty or forty years old, and the child was only ten years old. I think that if it weren't for the advent of the robed Ming clan, this family would have lived well.

Enduring the physical and mental discomfort caused by the bloody scene, Ember Ice rushed elsewhere again, killing the assimilated cultists with a sword.

However, after killing more than two dozen sect members, Ember Ice kicked on the ground, and his body that was supposed to fly out was staggered. There was a cold, sticky feeling from the blood-soaked soles of his shoes.

I have been using the True Yuan to increase my speed, and every sword cut out must also come with a large amount of True Yuan, and it will also cost a lot of True Yuan to resist the erosion of the power belonging to the Ming clan in the place where it was injured by those sect members, and the already small True Yuan of Ember Ice has bottomed out. If it weren't for the fact that the true yuan cultivated in "Ukiyo-e" was more condensed than most of the true yuan, he wouldn't even be able to hold on to now.

What's worse was that while Ember Ice was slashing the sect members everywhere, the rest of the sect members who were a little farther away also rushed over under the attraction of the robed Ming clan.

At that moment, Ember Bing's heart was horizontal, and all the remaining True Yuan attached spiritual power in his body was injected into the Broken Moon Sword.

After obtaining the true element, bursts of crystal blue mist appeared on the body of the Broken Moon Sword, and under the control of a certain thought, the mist was evenly attached to the blade of the sword, without the slightest waste.

"Alas" A voice sounded from the sword, but when it reached the outside world, only the sword groans remained.

The enemy was present, but Ember Bing closed his eyes. In his mind, Li Qingyun's sword against the enemy came to mind.

The strong wind blew, and Ember Ice leaned back as if drunk, and the right hand holding the sword swung wildly in a curve. Coincidentally, it happened to bypass the fist of a sect member and seal his throat with a sword.

Swinging around, Ember Ice was like a drunk man without any cultivation, stumbling through the crowd, waving his hand with a broken moon, and each sword could bring out a large amount of blood. Even without the blessing of the True Yuan, with the sharpness of the Broken Moon Sword itself, it still took the lives of many sect members.

Of course, Ember Bing's body also had countless wounds, large and small. The light ones have just scratched the skin, and the heavy ones even have faint white bones under the flesh.

Finally, both the True Yuan and the Sword Qi were exhausted. The sharp pain from his body also forcibly pulled Ember Ice out of an ethereal state.

Taking a deep breath and taking another hard punch from a cultist, Ember jumped onto the roof of a house. Thanks to Li Qingyun for creating this powerful body for him, he is still alive and well after being so seriously injured.

If this were to be replaced by someone else, it would be enough to fall into a weakened state just by the depletion of the True Yuan, not to mention that he would be able to fight the enemies of only twenty-one realms with serious injuries and his body, and then he would be able to drag the remaining enemies around the rooftop of the village.

On the other side, Lan Xian relied on the formation to drag the seventy-two realms alone, although Haoran's righteous qi was almost exhausted, but the situation was still under control on the whole.

As for the situation on the side of Gui Shu, it is much stronger than these two. A sword slash out of the sword between the advantage of the edge.

Finally, he seized the opportunity, clenched his fist with his left hand to block the blow of the Ming clan, and the sword in his right hand cut off his left wing again.

After this time, both of them retreated violently. The Ming man snorted coldly, his wings slowly grew, and his eyes were cold; He did his best to calm the surging qi and blood in his body.

"What's wrong with believing in our Lord? Strength and eternal life, my lord can give you. Friend, I will give you one last chance to believe in our Lord. Otherwise, all that awaits you is death. ”

The Dao robe Ming man still tried to tempt Qi with words.

"Wow, that's boring. You're the third one to say this to me, the first two, guess what's wrong with them? He looked disdainful.

The face of the Dao Robe Ming Clan man changed, the hypocrisy on his random face faded, his expression was ruthless, the energy around his body exploded, the suction power increased suddenly, and the Second Realm Sect members who were trapped in the formation by Lan Xian turned into Dao Dao streamers and merged into the Dao robe man's body.

The whole process is slow to say, but it's incredibly fast. Just before Qi Qi reacted, the aura of the Dao robe man had skyrocketed from the previous three realms to the five realms.

Feeling the pressure of the irascibness, Qi Qi chuckled in his heart, as if his heart was beating half a beat, but he still rushed forward with his sword.

At this time, the Dao robe Ming clan man was already surrounded by streamers, and felt the breath of Qi Qi approaching, and a pair of wings stretched out from the light cluster, colliding with the silver long sword in his hand.

The wings are still the same wings, and the long sword is still the silver "Xizhou", but the Gui Yu, who has always had the advantage, flew out upside down this time, and the right hand holding the sword was scarlet at the tiger's mouth.

With a loud bang, the tree slammed into the thick laurel tree in the courtyard, and the force was so great that it even made a human-shaped hole in the tree.

Lan Xian, who had lost his opponent, hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"Are you alright?"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he shook his head, and then stared at the ball of light.

"It's a big problem."

Lan Xian also looked solemn.

With the absorption of power, the light on the Dao robe Ming man's body dimmed, revealing his appearance. What was frightening was that there was no flesh on his exposed head and neck, except for the white bones, there was only a white light similar to the original reminder, and there were only two yellow lights in his eyes.

Moreover, the momentum exuded by its body has become the Six Realms.

Adjusting to the severe pain caused by the injuries in his body, he glanced at a metal buckle attached to his collar.

The front of the clasp is inconspicuous, but from the angle of the buckle, you can see a delicate umbrella carved in the hollow on the reverse side.

"Fellow Daoist, I need a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, kill him. He said calmly.

Without answering, Lan Xian just stood silently in front of the young man. He used the thin cone in his hand as a spear stabbing forward, blocking an attack from the opposite side.

The pen is broken, the fracture is broken, and the person does not retreat.

Lan Xian spurted out a mouthful of blood. But at the same time, his intact left hand quickly smashed the jade pendant on his waist.

Twenty-eight scrolls appeared on the ground, catching a mouthful of essence blood.

The scroll burned, a large amount of spiritual energy surged up, and twenty-seven figures and a large array appeared.

Lan Xian's biggest hole card, the way of Danqing.

To put it simply, it is to simulate the true element into something or someone's ability, seal it in the scroll with its breath, and release it when it is used.

The paintings sealed in the scroll have all the abilities of the original, and the strength of the author is seventy percent, and the scroll can exist for a quarter of an hour after being used.

Of course, seventy percent is just a rough estimate. The specific fluctuation also depends on the author's talent and understanding of Danqing Avenue. It's like Lan Xian's painting strength has reached eighty-five of its own.

A mouthful of essence blood has raised the strength of the painting by another level.

As a result, the blue display of the three realms, the strength of the latest paintings has reached the four realms, and the previous paintings have also reached the three realms.

What the man of the Ming clan in that robe had to face was twenty Lan Xian of the Three Realms, one Lan Xian of the Four Realms, seven Ember Ice of the Four Realms, and one formation of the power of the Three Realms.

Although there is a difference of two levels, it is not difficult to hold on, at least for a quarter of an hour. After all, paintings don't spare their lives.

Without the threat, he closed his eyes and even abandoned his perception of the outside.

A stele came to his mind, and the line on the stele was particularly clear.

"When natural disasters fall, I should be an umbrella to protect the peace of the people."

With a long sigh, the helplessness on his face was finally replaced by firmness.

In the dantian of the decanta, a grain of light flickered and compressed wildly, swallowing the spiritual power in the meridians. Suddenly, a brilliant projection of bright silver stars appeared behind him.

With the flickering of the points of light, the flow rate of spiritual power in the meridians became faster and faster, and finally, the surging spiritual power even began to oppress the blood qi and bones in the body.

A wisp, a wisp, a piece of blood-red light mist gradually shrouded the white-robed figure, and an increasingly powerful aura escaped from the light mist.

At a certain moment, a certain critical value was breached, and the silver points of light in the Spiritual Abyss expanded, combining with the surrounding blood qi to form a tiny star of rose-red color. At the same time, the aura in the meridians also condensed one after another, turning into a liquid true element. Since then, there is no aura in his body, only the true element.

At this moment, he went from a half-step to the Four Realms and completely stepped into the Four Realms Star Yuan Realm.

Gui Yu looked at the "Xizhou" long sword in his hand, which was originally full of brilliant silver, and the long sword that would refract a dreamlike seven-colored light in the sunlight was infected by the light mist at this time, and there was a touch of demonic purple red.

He closed his eyes, as if something was flowing out of the corners of his eyes, merging into the blood mist. It was as if the pain had solidified on his face.

"After all, it's just Xizhou, and it's out of reach. I may have been wrong when I gave you that name. I want a happy ending, but more people just want to live. Alas, it's time for this farce to end. Wait for me to find you, it won't be too long. ”

At this time, whether it was the phantom of the stars that had been condensed a lot behind him, or the sword in his hand, it had already turned red and some purple blood red, and the characteristics of the long sword's refracted light did not disappear, but the light refracted again turned rose-red. It's the same gorgeous, but it's a little weirder than before.

When he opened his eyes again, the young man in white had become red, with green silk and gray hair.

"In the future, I'll call you 'Hongchen'. Hand the red dust, protect the red dust. ”

When the words fell, the momentum on Qi Qi's body skyrocketed wildly, and within one breath, he entered the Seven Realms!