This is the case with the rivers and lakes, vendettas, love killings, infighting, fighting for fame and fortune, and the reasons for killing people are different, but no one has ever thought it is strange, if they don't die, wouldn't anyone be able to mix the rivers and lakes? Otherwise, what would it be called?

Just when Li Xuandu was fighting with Sun Shaozong, the disciples of Fengtang and Leitang began to attack in a big way.

Originally, according to Gongsun Liang and Zuo Qiuyun's assumptions, this should be an extremely insidious night attack, first quietly killing all the dark sentinels and night patrol disciples, so that they died silently, unable to make any struggle before death, and then slowly encroached, eliminating all the disciples who directly belonged to the sect master, and finally only one Song curtain was left, and it was not for anyone to handle.

It's just that they underestimated Song Musha, the young master, after all, the old master has been in charge of the Wind and Thunder Sect for many years and has a deep foundation, so Song Musha also buried a secret nail early next to several hall masters, and learned about the night attack plan of the two in advance, so he also took precautions.

When these black-clothed men jumped off the wall, countless red lanterns suddenly hung up all over the mansion, connecting like a long fiery red dragon, dispelling the darkness and making the huge mansion brightly lit.

These uninvited guests who came at night could no longer hide under the countless lanterns, and there was nothing to hide.

Shenxiao Sect and Miao Zhen Sect are both extremely good at forming formations against the enemy, Miao Zhen Sect's "Ziwei South Dou Array" and Shenxiao Sect's "Zhenwu Beidou Array" are tied for the same name, as large as a mountain and a place of the Guardian Array, as small as the disciples of the sect to form a formation against the enemy, can be used. At this time, the disciples under Song Musha formed the "True Martial Beidou Array", seven people formed a formation, and the seven formations formed a larger array, facing the place of attack, forty-nine descendant disciples, forty-nine swords, were combined by the sword array, and the sword qi was full of chaos, destroying the gold and cracking stones.

Although the disciples of the Wind Hall and the Thunder Hall were numerous, they also felt very tricky in the face of this forty-nine large array, like a dog biting a hedgehog, and they had no way to bite it.

On the other hand, after Li Xuandu killed Sun Shaozong, although it made many Fengtang disciples and Leitang disciples frightened, it was not enough to let them retreat, after all, the battle between the rivers and lakes, as long as there was not too much gap in the realm, most of them could besiege and kill, and the fate of the Qingluan Weidu Governor was evident during the battle of Chengtianmen back then.

After a while, I suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air, and saw another group of people coming in the night, the same people were wearing black night clothes, but their faces were covered with black iron masks, and they held long swords in their hands, faintly surrounding Li Xuandu in the middle, sealing all retreats.

Finally, there was a young man with a slightly pale face, luxuriously dressed, handsome, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, at first glance, he was not an ordinary disciple of the Wind and Thunder Sect, and it could not be said that he was a close junior of Gongsun Liang or Zuo Qiuyun.

The young man looked at Li Xuandu and said one word concisely: "Kill!"

All the swordsmen surrounding Li Xuandu moved in response to the sound, forming a flank attack on Li Xuandu from the front, back, left and right.

Li Xuandu just unfolded the folding fan in his hand and swept his figure.

The "Cold Moon Saw" flashed away like the brilliance of the string moon, illuminating the night in an instant, and when Li Xuandu's figure reappeared in place, one person fell on the left and right in front of him, both of them were divided into two.

The speed of the "Cold Moon Saw" was too fast and too sharp, and these swordsmen didn't feel the pain at the first time, until they tried to get up from the ground, and they realized that their lower body was still standing in place.

For a while, the swordsman's dying howls were endless.

The young man's eyelids jumped slightly, and he didn't need to make a sound, someone had already drawn out his sword, giving these swordsmen a good time, and it could be regarded as relieving them as soon as possible.

Li Xuandu was behind him with one hand, and the folding fan was blocked in front of his chest, and the fan was not stained with half a cent of blood, but there was a trickle of blood under his feet that gathered into a small pool of blood.

On the first day he entered the Master's Sect, the Master told him a very simple truth, no matter what kind of rhetoric is used, the sword is always a weapon of killing, and swordsmanship is always a killing art. Although he felt that this statement was debatable, but he couldn't find a more suitable reason to refute it, so he had to agree.

Li Xuan doesn't like to kill people indifferently, but he never hesitates to kill when he should kill, especially when he walks the rivers and lakes, not killing is not enough to establish authority, and not standing up is not enough to stop killing.

Seeing such a scene, the remaining swordsmen knew that something was wrong and had the idea of retreating, but the leader behind them did not speak, and no one dared to retreat without permission, so they could only continue to rush towards Li Xuandu.

Although Li Xuandu's methods were ruthless, these swordsmen of the Wind and Thunder Sect were not the first to set foot in the rivers and lakes, and who had not seen a little bloodshed after a long time of crawling and rolling in the rivers and lakes? At this time, these swordsmen were in a dead situation, but they were aroused to blood, and they no longer had the slightest scruples, and they rushed towards Li Xuandu completely with a posture of fighting for their lives.

If the difference in strength is not big, it is naturally useful to work hard, but if the difference in strength is too large, it will become a waste of life.

Li Xuan moved his body unhurriedly, no longer killing people, but using a folding fan in his hand to break off the palms of these swordsmen holding swords, although it would be better to become half a waste in the future than to lose his life completely.

The young man who had been watching the battle from the side finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly jumped into the formation when Li Xuandu slashed off the arm of a swordsman again, and also held a long sword in his hand, and the sword aura on the sword body was endless.

This person actually has the cultivation of the Xuanyuan Realm, although he is not as talented as Sun Shaozong, but it is not to be underestimated, it can be seen that the depth of the Wind and Thunder Sect as the "descendant" of the Shenxiao Sect is far from the Long clan of the Jing Zen Sect, and as for the Lingxiu Villa, which is the "illegitimate son" of the Taiping Sect, it is even more difficult to match.

I saw that the sword qi of the long sword in his hand rose again and again, and there was a faint tendency for the sword qi to turn into a sword, and then stabbed straight into Li Xuandu's chest.

Li Xuan closed the folding fan in his hand, put it on the spine of the sword, and gently pressed it down.

The young man immediately couldn't hold the long sword in his hand, and landed with a "dang long" sound.

The folding fan in Li Xuandu's hand leaned forward again, pressing the young man's wrist, forcing him to half-kneel on the ground and unable to stand up.

He tried his best to raise his head, gritted his teeth and asked, "You and I are both in the Xuanyuan Realm, why is there such a big gap?"

Li Xuandu said flatly: "Some things just don't make sense, why can Yan Feiqing enter the realm of returning to the truth with the path of pure yang, and some people have no hope of holding the Dan realm in this life? Why do the immortals on the old Xuan list have hope of immortality, but ordinary people live for seventy years? Why are some people born to sit in the world, while some people have to work hard for food and clothing? This kind of truth is when you die, ask God, see if he will tell you. ”

When the words fell, Li Xuandu kept slapping the palm behind him.

Although there is not the slightest condensation of qi, there is a sense of weight, which is the famous "Wuji Strength" of the Shenxiao Sect.

The young man's face changed suddenly, he didn't care that his wrist was suppressed, and his body forcibly retreated back and forth, although he could avoid this palm, but the price of breaking free was also very huge, and the whole arm hung down softly, and his bones were broken.

Li Xuandu deceived himself forward, and slapped out with another palm, and the sound of wind and thunder faintly came out.

The young man who only had one intact arm left had no choice but to use this arm to resist, but how could he defeat the "Wuji Jin", with a "click" sound, this arm was also shattered.

The young man with his arms severed was slapped on his chest by Li Xuandu's last palm, and the whole person flew backwards for a distance of more than ten zhang, and after landing on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he completely fainted.

Originally, this young man was not so unbearable, but he had been in the Wind and Thunder Sect for a long time, he had never walked the rivers and lakes alone, and he was protected by his elders, and he rarely had the experience of fighting with others。

The young man was defeated and did not know whether he was alive or dead, coupled with the mutilated corpses everywhere and a group of swordsmen holding broken hands and wailing miserably, no one dared to come to Li Xuandu to seek death.

Li Xuandu turned his head to look, and the small building near the lake was already in flames.

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