After the three of them left the city, they ran all the way west towards Shuzhou.

And above this city, Zhao Aoyan looked at the backs of several people coldly.

"You lead someone to destroy the City Lord's Mansion for me, and the rest of the people will go with me to cooperate with the three elders to intercept them. Zhao Aoyan said to the commander who was reprimanded by Wang Zixuan.

After that, Zhao Aoyan took the lead in following, and the disciples of the God Slaying Sword Sect who were guarding the city divided into two groups, one went to the City Lord's Mansion to carry out the order, and the other followed behind Zhao Aoyan to intercept Lin Zheng and the three of them.

After galloping for an hour, the three of them finally saw Guanlan City, the last city from Shenzhou City to Shuzhou, and it was also the second largest city in Shenzhou.

Guanlan City is built on the Qinglan Mountain Range, and it has the only way to climb the Qinglan Mountain, so it naturally grasps the tariffs of the two states.

The three of them stopped not far from the city, looking at the Guanlan City where people came and went, this seemingly normal city was probably already a tiger's den in Longtan and waiting for the three of them to break in.

"Let's go. Wang Zixuan took off his robe with gold stripes on a white background, revealing a light shirt, and the Great Wind Sword hung on his waist, Wang Zixuan knew that the City Lord's Mansion had been exposed, and at this time the rear was already full of chasing soldiers.

"Rush out. Lin Zheng also noticed this at this time, so he nodded and followed Wang Zixuan.

Yan Liang was still silent, but he was holding something tightly in his hand, and Lin Zheng found out in time that he was holding Yan Liang's arm and shook his head.

Yan Liang had no choice but to put things away.

At this time, in Guanlan City, thousands of disciples of the God Slaying Sword Sect hidden in the crowd walked towards the city gate one by one, and an old man at the head of the city was closing his eyes to recuperate.

"The Zhou Dynasty has been strong for a hundred years, and the major sects have been crushed for a hundred years, and now that Zhou Chao's decline has been revealed, it is time for me to slay the Divine Sword Sect. ”

The old man opened his eyes, and the invisible coercion enveloped the four directions, and those who dared to rashly look at the old man in this layer of coercion all felt a pain in the head of the Yuan Shen, as if they were pierced by a sharp sword.

This is exactly the field that only the immortals can have with their seventy tricks.

And Lin Zheng and the three of them intercepted before and then pursued, and this is the real dead end.

"Tiannian, with you, this battle can be killed. Wang Zixuan was shocked by the aura of the old man on the head of Guanlan City, and thought for a long time to say such a sentence to Lin Zheng.

"Shut up and fight. Lin Zheng was also shocked by the old man at the head of the city, but he knew that the three of them would never be arrested.

At this time, the old man suddenly rose a hundred feet high with his sword, and when he fell, the ground shook and rolled up layers of dust, and countless sword marks appeared on the falling snow around him.

"Li Qingchen, the third elder of the Divine Sword Sect, intercepts and kills the two adults here. ”

The old man stood proudly with his sword.

Thousands of disciples walked out of the city gate and gathered around Lin Zheng and the three of them, but no one dared to approach the old man within 100 meters.

In the rear, Zhao Aoyan also came with men and horses and another immortal master: "Third uncle." ”

Zhao Aoyan and the other person arched their hands at the old man.

The old man nodded, and turned to face Lin Zheng and the others.

"Several of them are dragons and phoenixes among people, and it's a pity to die here. Li Qingchen sighed lightly: "But in order to kill the Divine Sword Sect, I can't leave you." ”

"Old man, you haven't won yet, whether you can kill us or not will we have to fight. Wang Zixuan arrogantly pulled out the Great Wind Sword, took one last look at Lin Zheng, and rushed forward to fight with the old man.

When he walked into the 100-meter range of the old man, Wang Zixuan's pace suddenly stagnated, as if an invisible sledgehammer smashed on his soul, and he almost fell down, but Wang Zixuan held on, smiled proudly and fought with him with a sword.

"The Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion, Wang Shu Prince Xuan. Some strength, you don't seem to be here in the first place, it's for that little guy? It seems that you are a little more chivalrous than those people in the court. The old man dealt with Wang Zixuan's extremely sharp sword moves, and at the same time told Wang Zixuan's identity.

"Where is the chivalrous courage, but there is no way to watch him die here and be indifferent. "Wang Zixuan's sword moves are refined, and the Great Wind Sword has even rolled up countless winds and snows to involve the disciples of the Slashing God Sword Sect in order to help Lin Zheng.

The old man saw that Wang Zixuan had caused too many casualties, so he shook his head and began to shoot: Today, you are destined not to be able to get out of Shenzhou, and no matter how hard you struggle, it will be useless. ”

Wang Zixuan only felt that his soul was constantly being hit hard, but his face still did not change: "Let's talk about it after the fight." ”

Wang Zixuan and the old man fought together, Lin Zheng and Yan Liang were not idle here, this time Yan Liang once again faced the two masters of the immortal stroke, although he had been defeated once, he did not hesitate to stop the two.

"What a loyal dog. Zhao Aoyan snorted coldly, and the Divine Sword Technique and the other person surrounded Yan Liang in a trap.

Yan Liang's eyes were indifferent, and in the next moment, he was about to use the Eight Directions of the Secret Law of the Dao Sect.

"Yan Liang, just delay for a moment!" Lin Zheng interrupted Yan Liang.

Yan Liang nodded, turned the secret method into a sword move, and kept wrestling with the two.

"Third uncle, do it quickly, they have a trick!" Zhao Aoyan heard that Lin Zheng wanted to delay, and immediately reminded the old man.

"It seems that there is no way to continue the conversation. The old man suddenly took a few steps back, stood firmly in place, and swung the long sword in his hand towards Wang Zixuan in the air, as if a three-year-old child could easily dodge it.

But such a slow sword move made Wang Zixuan's face change greatly, I don't know what Wang Zixuan saw from the old man's sword moves, he didn't even care about the wind and snow rolled up by the strong wind, and hurriedly hid five hundred meters away.

"Old man, I'm afraid that eighty tricks are not far away for you. Wang Zixuan's vest was already soaked with sweat, and no one knew what he saw, and no one could see it except him.

Tens of thousands of divine soul swords invisibly formed a sword formation, blocking him inside, that kind of insignificance in front of the big array almost made Wang Zixuan's divine soul on the verge of collapse, and this kind of attack that directly hit the root made Wang Zixuan, who was already at a disadvantage, even more precarious.

"You are not my opponent, you can't save people, and even if you don't have that Roc, you will die here. The old man approached Wang Zixuan step by step, and Wang Zixuan could only keep retreating, and he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back.

But Wang Zixuan retreated, and suddenly stood still in place, because behind him, it was Lin Zheng who was holding the mad demon knife and fighting to the death in the face of thousands of people.

If Lin Zheng faced this Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, he would really die.

"Not retreating?" Seeing this, Li Qingchen also understood Wang Zixuan's thoughts, so he walked towards Lin Zheng.

"Hmph, why should I retreat?" Wang Zixuan snorted coldly, rushed forward, and fought with the old man regardless of the heavy blow of the spirit.

"It's true that you can't retreat, but how long can you hold on?" Li Qingchen's every sword has the power of slashing the gods, although it can't hurt Wang Zixuan's body, but it can hurt Wang Zixuan's soul, and it won't be long before Wang Zixuan's soul collapses and becomes an idiot.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Lin Zheng was surrounded by 10,000 people, and brandished the mad demon knife into a black shadow, but he still didn't see any figure on the Qinglan Mountain Range.

Although Lin Zheng asked Shen Yueting to bring back some of his explanations after his death, he believed that Li Yu would definitely bring someone here, and it was impossible for him to give up easily, but how could he not see him for a long time?

At the moment when Lin Zheng was anxious, a figure appeared on the Qinglan Mountain Range, and Lin Zheng fixed his eyes to see that it was the Heavenly Master Pavilion Guardian Zhan Xingye.

"Master Heaven, the old slave is late to fight Xingye, and he is willing to be punished. Zhan Xingye ran over at great speed, like a beast that had entered a wolf pack, and came to Lin Zheng's side with extreme ferocity.

"Li Yu, what about them?" Lin Zheng asked.

"It's right in the back, tea time, it's time to arrive. As Zhan Xingye spoke, a halberd was held in his hand, and hundreds of people died in an instant.

Seeing this, Li Qingchen had no way to delay, so he could only attack with all his strength and hit Wang Zixuan's soul, trying to solve Wang Zixuan first.

"You're defeated. Seeing this, Wang Zixuan laughed wildly, and in the midst of laughter, he once again rolled up a thousand layers of falling snow from the flat ground, turned into a blizzard, and rolled towards the disciples of the Slashing God Sword Sect.

"My Divine Sword Sect is a first-grade sect, how can it fail easily?" Li Qingchen disdainful: "This place is just a sect, why abandon it?"

"That's what I won. Wang Zixuan's laughter became more and more rampant, and the corners of Lin Zheng's mouth turned up slightly.

Li Qingchen only felt that Wang Zixuan's laughter was extremely harsh, and he kept using the Sword Sect to try in vain to finish off Wang Zixuan, so that he still had a chance to turn the tables, but Wang Zixuan was like a little strong who couldn't be killed, and he always persevered.

"What secret treasure are you carrying?" Li Qingchen finally sensed that something was wrong.

"Hahaha, old man, you're too slow to react. Wang Zixuan took out a pendant from his chest, and it seemed to be in the shape of a colorful lotus flower.

"Colorful Lotus Terrace!" The old man was surprised: "The theft of the heavy treasure of the Qixia Sect back then was made by the imperial court?!"

"What's the matter? You people in the rivers and lakes are fighting like that, it's really innocent, hahahaha. Wang Zixuan's smile was rampant, and he was a little more proud.

"Aoyan, lead people to retreat!" Li Qingchen tried his best to stop Wang Zixuan, Yan Liang and Zhan Xingye, and covered Zhao Aoyan to leave this place with many disciples of the Slashing God Sword Sect.

"My lord, Li Yu is late!" On the Qinglan Mountain Range, Li Yu came with countless Heavenly Master Pavilion people, but he was finally a step late, and the disciples of the Slashing God Sword Sect had all evacuated, and Li Qingchen was the only one left, but it was not something they could keep.

"Old man, I won't keep you, you can leave. Wang Zixuan obviously knew about this, so he stopped and let Li Qingchen leave.

"Hmph, this time I slashed the Divine Sword Sect and failed, and the next time I may be able to say. Li Qingchen snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Several people looked at Li Qingchen's back, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, desperate survival, really desperate survival.

"Master Heaven, my subordinates have urgent matters to report. Li Yu looked at Wang Zixuan and whispered to Lin Zheng.

"I'm evasive. Wang Zixuan stepped aside, meditated, although there was a colorful lotus platform, but many times the Yuan Shen was hit hard, but it was not so easy to lose weight.

"Jin Toad and Dao Fuchen were robbed. Li Yu said softly with a serious expression.

"Who is the person, what strength?" Lin Zheng frowned, and instead of blaming Li Yu, he asked.

"I don't know who it is, but the strength is at least fifty cultivation. Li Yu said.

"I'll talk about it later. Lin Zheng shook his head and said to Li Yu.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, the National Teacher Li Jiunian looked at the letter in his hand, on which the words Gongsun Shang died.