A few people rested in the cave, ready to recuperate and march to the realm of flowers. As everyone knows, the realm of flowers at this time is already a gathering of heroes, so it is not lively.

The powerhouses from all walks of life on the Eastern Continent have received the news that the Sword Saint Ruins are about to open, and they have come from all directions. But those who can appear in the realm of flowers are all powerhouses above the peak realm of the king level. The other people who are weaker in cultivation don't want to come, it's just that I'm afraid they have all died in the middle of the path.

Tents of all kinds have sprung up outside the flowers, at least seventy or eighty. Qian Xiangyan stood on the green bamboo building, looking out with a pair of eyes infinitely affectionate, smiling gently.

It's no wonder that Xuanjimen doesn't receive strong people from all sides of the mainland, it's just that the territory of Xuanjimen is really small, just seven small bamboo buildings, and can only receive a few people who think that they can receive it themselves, and other loose cultivators who don't have the power to take it with them outside, it's good to have a tent.

"It seems that there are still a lot of masters on this continent. Turning around and sitting back at the table, Qian Yuyan looked at the two young people in front of him and said with a smile.

"It's just ants, let's be more careful. The young man sitting opposite Qian Yuyan took a sip of tea and said, "The tea here is still so evocative!"

These two people are Xiao Wuyan and Zhao Jianqiu, and they have been personally received by the prince of Yuyan with their cultivation, which is really incredible. Zhao Jianqiu looked at Xiao Wuyan, who was talking eloquently with Qian, and rubbed the sweat in his palms.

I heard that although the son of Xuanjimen is a gentle and upright gentleman on the surface, he must not be an ordinary person if he can be among the stars of the power list. Xiao Wuyan was able to get in touch with him, it was not simple.

"Oh, they're finally here. A few days later than I expected, it seems like I'm still overestimating them. The boy smiled, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw seven white figures, walking out of the Bright Moon Canyon.

"The people of the Supreme Temple still have two brushes. Xiao Wuyan raised his eyebrows disdainfully, without the slightest hint of praise, "However, this time the Sword Saint Ruins opened, and for such a major matter, the seven of them were sent over?"

How is it possible!" The language boy said in his heart, but he didn't say it, and the conversation turned to another topic, "I don't know what the situation is in the Mingyue Gorge of the Dao, it stands to reason that the wind and the shadow should also come back." ”

"There shouldn't be any accidents, right?" Xiao Wuyan looked at Qian and said, "The lives of Gu Qingquan's people are nothing, but don't forget, Miss Jingyun is still in the hands of those people." ”

"Don't be impatient, the wind and the shadows have their own measure. The language boy said, but a bad premonition vaguely rose in his heart.

As everyone knows, his two most powerful assistants have been buried in the Bright Moon Canyon forever.

After parting with Yufeng, the shadow walked out along the winding stone road, but heard a few chirping female voices around the corner, and then tiptoed a little, and disappeared into the shadows.

Looking at the group of people in the stone road, the shadow's eyes flashed, these girls from the Lingying Palace were really unlucky, they had just escaped from the clutches of the Broken Sky and Devouring the Earth, and met Ben Gongzi again. It's the same if you die early or late, so don't crowd with other people and bury yourself in this quiet Grand Canyon.

Shaking the folding fan in his hand, the shadow looked at the few people who were getting closer and closer, and his usual squirming expression also converged, and he hid his breath and touched the soft sword on his waist.

"Who's over there!" Unexpectedly, the shadow, who had always been very confident in hiding the aura, was discovered by the leading woman.

The eyes of several people swept over in unison, and they all raised the instruments they had been holding in their hands and plucked them, and the graceful rhythm echoed throughout the stone path in an instant, and the pale silver water wave-like aura of the Dao Dao attacked in the direction where the shadow was hiding.

The Shadow's eyes were slightly sideways, and he secretly sighed at the sharpness of the Sound Master's soul perception. Immediately on tiptoe, like a purple whirlwind, instantly appeared in front of the leading woman, and several girls almost didn't see how he came over, and the soft sword had already slashed over with Sen Sen's killing intent.

The Sound Guardian doesn't have any melee capabilities, and the Shadow is undoubtedly a wolf into the flock of sheep when he rushes in, and he still slaughters it.

Several girls retreated with cold hands and feet, and the leading woman subconsciously blocked the piccolo in front of her neck. With a click, the piccolo that had followed him for many years instantly broke in two, and the soft sword almost slashed against his cheek, and a few wisps of black silk fell to the ground.

The corners of the shadow's mouth hooked, and he swung the soft sword in his hand again like watching a few ants that could be pinched to death at ease.

Now I'll see what else you can dodge! In the face of Ben Gongzi's speed, any ranged attack is a joke!

Just as the shadows waited for the blood to splatter out, a purple light broke into everyone's sight with the sound of breaking through the air.

In a moment's time, a small purple flying knife passed between the girls and slammed into the soft sword of the Shadow that was about to take someone's life.

There was a crisp sound of metal colliding, and the Shadow's soft sword was immediately flicked aside, and the tiger's mouth was burning with pain. Looking around vigilantly, the shadow narrowed his eyes, it was the flying knife master again!

Previously, when one of the mountain walls on one side of Mingyue Gorge was about to collapse, the flying knife master successfully escaped from Ascension to Heaven with a beautiful flying knife ladder, but now he is hiding in the shadows, and the character immediately changes from a prey to a hunter, which makes Shadow very unhappy in his heart.

Just as the shadow radiated its sense to search for the man, a few more bits of purple light hit him. Moreover, the direction of the flying knife is not the same point, so you can imagine the speed of that person.

Several throwing knives shot at the center of the Shadow's eyebrows, throat, and atrium, and the angle was tricky but not impossible to avoid, and the Shadow stepped back vigilantly against the ground, his hands spread like a bat hiding in the shadows.

This flying knife master can't help but underestimate me too much!Shadow looked at the flying knife that was avoided by himself, and said extremely depressed in his heart, no matter how he said it, he was also a martial artist, just like using these small knives......

Before the shadow could stabilize his body, he heard a clear figure with a sharp weapon cutting through his flesh. A touch of coolness went from his back to his heart, and he touched his back in disbelief, and felt a sticky and warm liquid in his hand, which seemed to smell of blood.

The coolness instantly spread from the mouth of the heart to the limbs, and the consciousness began to blur. The shadow stared back unwillingly, and couldn't figure out how the other party ran from the opposite side to himself in less than two seconds.

Unfortunately, the dagger that pierced through the heart would not give the Shadow a chance to continue thinking.

The girls of the Lingyin Palace looked at the shadow with palpitations, and gasped rapidly, the feeling of just taking back life from the hands of the god of death almost made several girls unable to breathe.

"Hurry up and go back, the ruins of the Sword Master are not coveted by anyone!" A low voice spread from all directions in the cave.

It is impossible to tell where the voice is coming from, and even, it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman who speaks.