An exclamation suddenly rang out.

Immediately, the sound of footsteps came slowly.

The smoke and dust cleared, and a blood-stained scarlet silver-white sword robe walked out of the ruins, his eyes were calm, and the two round balls were twisted, and the blood from his skull was dripping to the ground, clicking.

Everyone was frightened and retreated in unison.

The Spirit Array Peak disciple's pupils shrank, and then he frowned, "It turned out to be Senior Brother of Sword Peak, I don't know why I was hindered from slaying demons and demons?"

Sima Yuan said lightly, "Demon, does the sect really want to kill my Sword Peak?"

The disciples of Spirit Array Peak looked at the head in Sima Yuan's hand with mockery, and sighed lightly, "I didn't expect that the junior brother would have broken the mirror." This time, I waited for it. ”

Sima Yuan didn't look at the disciples of the Spirit Array Peak, and raised his head to look at the second floor of the pavilion opposite, his eyes were cold.

There was a very familiar aura there, déjà vu.

In the pavilion, the three figures are silent, and the person at the head is plain and deep, like a wild beast that has been dormant for a long time.

There are two people behind him, the left side is cold and ruthless, and the color of arrogance and disdain is overflowing, and the right side has an elegant breath, and when he squints slightly, the breath of the book on his body slowly rises.

"Let's go".

The leader turned away.

Although the people behind him had doubts, they did not dare to refuse.

Immediately after that, they left.

...........

In addition, on the roof of a building, two graceful figures frowned frequently, as if they were puzzled and regretful.

Behind the two of them, five disciples in silver-white sword robes bowed their heads.

It's the pinnacle of Qi refining!

The woman in front of her asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

The gentle woman shook her head slightly.

The woman with a cold face like frost touched the treasure talisman in her arms, and there seemed to be a deliberate move in her cold eyes, and she disappeared.

"Can you keep two of them?"

The gentle woman said, "It's not an opponent. ”

The cold-faced woman snorted coldly, "It's cheaper for him."

On top of a palace called 'Fang City Supervisor'.

A high-crowned young man who was transferred from the Zijin Academy muttered to himself,

"Give up halfway or do you want to get away with it?"

"Isn't it just the pinnacle of Qi refining? After Xingshi mobilized the people, he actually left like this? How did the credit of Ben Shao come from?"

Wang Daosheng's eyes flashed with a ruthless color, "Order, there is a disturbance in Juxian Fang, and thirty guards will be sent to hunt it down immediately!"

"In addition, put a message on Xiao Gongzi and ask the sect to send help!"

A figure outside the door bowed slightly, and after hesitating for a while, he said in a low voice, "Childe, the clan is now trying to be stable, and I am afraid that I don't want to raise troops." ”

Wang Daosheng's face was expressionless, "Immediately hunt down the gangsters."

The man sighed slightly, then turned to leave.

Sima Yuan stood in the ruins, ignoring the pointing and pointing around him, and after finding the place where Wang Hun was standing before, he directly dug up the ruins with both hands.

With a little effort, dozens of pieces of flesh that were blown apart came into view, Sima Yuan's lips were pursed, and a look of pain seemed to flash in his eyes.

He picked up the minced meat one by one, gathered it into a pile and took it out, and after finding the five internal organs and limbs, Sima Yuan's unkempt and dusty face finally showed a trace of sadness and pain.

He slowly lowered his body, his lips squirmed a few words, as if words of self-reproach came out,

"I'm sorry, but I knew it was a strange trip, and I thought they were just baiting you, but I didn't expect them to be so ruthless ....... ”

I didn't expect you to become such a stranger.

Sima Yuan's lips squirmed, and he stopped talking.

Yuan Chengmo's words suddenly echoed in his mind that day, and he muttered to himself, "Is this the price?"

Sima Yuan was sad about his heart after all, and two figures seemed to appear in his mind.

One is delicate and feminine, with a blue heart, and the other is rickety, trembling and towering.

He's sorry for them.

Sima Yuan's fingers trembled slightly, and a sword light shot at the junction of the rotten wood cast iron, and the fire exploded, instantly igniting a fire, annihilating the broken corpse.

After breathing, the flames extinguished, leaving a pile of ashes.

Sima Yuan gathered the ashes, put them into a sandalwood box, and put them in a storage bag.

At this time, a group of imposing Difang City guards came straight to Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan, who was facing away from the first captain, said in a deep voice,

"Which peak disciple is Daoyou? I don't know why I killed people and set fire to Fang City, in Xia Xu Lang, I am the deacon and captain of Fang City, please come with me." ”

Sima Yuan, who had his back to him, was silent, as if he didn't realize it.

Seeing that he ignored it, Xu Lang's expression gradually became unkind, and with a wave of his big hand, the surrounding crowd dispersed, and more than a dozen low-level Qi refining guards behind him surrounded Sima Yuan.

His expression was gloomy, "Juxianfang is heavy, you destroyed the house without authorization, killed the shopkeeper, snatched the treasure and left, Xu doesn't know what you rely on, but the rules are the rules, and anyone can cross them!"

With a wave of his hand, he snorted coldly, "Take it!"

The surrounding guards rushed towards Sima Yuan viciously.

Sima Yuan's breath was shocked, everyone exclaimed in unison, and the guards all flew upside down.

He walked in front of Xu Lang and said expressionlessly,

"Let's go, take me to the one behind you. ”。

Xu Lang's face was pale and pale, and he lowered his head gloomily to lead the way.

A quarter of an hour later, a vast pavilion as black as ink came into view.

On the plaque, the words "Fang City Supervisor" are eye-catching.

Under the huge pillars that are three feet high, a trace of cold breath is slowly circulating, and the amazing forbidden array qi machine makes people can't help but feel like a man on their backs, and it is difficult to sleep and eat.

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, just looking at this forbidden array, he could know how much he had invested, and what made Sima Yuan's heart palpitate even more was the faint aura in the pavilion.

He whispered, "Qi Refining Peak."

Suddenly, the door suddenly opened, and a voice came, "Since Brother Sima is here, why are you wandering outside?"

Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, and he seemed to be shocked in his heart.

Immediately, he suddenly turned around, and just as he was about to make a move, a sneer came from behind his ear.

In an instant, Sima Yuan protected his chest with both hands, and he didn't have time to summon the immortals.

When Kankan finished doing it, a huge force came from behind.

The person behind him looked indifferent, and a five-foot axe in his hand slashed towards Sima Yuan.

Bang.

Sima Yuan was smashed into the pavilion, the door was slammed shut, and a forbidden force suddenly shrouded him.

Before being smashed in, he finally saw it for what it really was.

He was dressed in a purple robe, and he was the disciple of the head of the sect holding the sword, Han Zhan.

After Sima Yuan was smashed, he was pinched by China, and as soon as the light of the pavilion forbidden array flashed, he floated straight into it.

After a while, there were several exclamations and sword sounds in the pavilion, as well as several muffled snorts.

When the gate of the 'Fang City Supervisor' was raised again, Sima Yuan walked out with a cold expression.

In the building, Wang Daosheng sat paralyzed on the ground, with ravines and ravines, and more than a dozen sword marks of different depths were left on his body.

As for the obscure aura, it had already seen that the situation was not good, and he fled.

After Han Zhan escaped, Wang Dao Sheng District was refining qi at the seventh level, even with the help of the forbidden formation, it was still difficult to be Sima Yuan's edge.

But after a few breaths, he fell.

At the critical moment, when he was dying, he finally confided the truth and confessed to the person behind him.

Wang Daosheng's expression was pale, there were still palpitations and fear in his eyes, and when he was about to sigh, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he slowly lowered his head.

A blood-stained sword pierced his heart and lungs, and then a stirring pain came, he turned his head with difficulty, looked at his allies who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, a trace of resentment remained in his eyes, and he hissed and roared,

"Go back on your word, Wang is waiting for your Han family to be defeated!"

A blood-stained purple-robed monk said indifferently, "It's a pity that you can't get what you want."

He drew his long sword and added a few more swords to the 'corpse' of Wang Daosheng who had completely passed out.

He wiped the blood stains off his sword, looked in the direction of Sima Yuan's escape, and muttered to himself,

"Run, where can you run to?"

After Han Zhan left, a monk wearing a law enforcement palace robe quietly appeared in the 'Fang City Prison'.

With an expressionless face, he fed several pills to Wang Daosheng, who was on the verge of death.

Suddenly, a weak cough sounded.

Half an hour later, outside the Juxian Fang, Sima Yuan glanced behind him and said to himself, "The ghost is not gone."

Immediately, the speed of the figure soared, and a few breaths rushed to a hundred feet away.

On a jungle, a blood-stained sword robe swept by, and then suddenly stopped.

He turned his head to check, and two familiar breaths appeared behind him, and his heart was suddenly relieved.

Then he turned his head and looked at the figure on the top of the cliff in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, ready to attack.

The man had a bean-sized black mole between his eyebrows, a heavy sword falling to the ground, and his rough ground hole was still awe-inspiring.

Its eyes are slightly closed, as if they are closing their eyes to recuperate.

Suddenly, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Sima Yuandi's eyes, seemed to be a little complicated, and a hoarse voice sounded, "Did Senior Brother explain anything before leaving?"

Sima Yuan looked up, his eyes were cold, and he said slowly, "You are also worthy of mentioning Senior Brother?"

The person opposite, named Huang Zhen, is the original Sword Peak Peak Lord's personal inheritance, ranking sixth, only above Sima.

Now it has reached half a step to build the foundation.

After Huang Zhen heard Sima Yuan's words, he was silent for a long time.

looked at Sima Yuandi's eyes slightly, "It is worthy of being a person valued by the senior brother, and it is really ........." ”

Sima Yuan's face sank, and he shouted, "Enough!"

"You're not qualified to call him Senior Brother!!

He almost gritted his teeth and burst out a sentence, "You remember, you ungrateful scum is not qualified to call him that, you don't deserve !!"

"Do you understand?"

Huang Zhen's figure trembled, and he was about to speak and stopped.

Sima Yuan is authentic word by word,

"I don't care what kind of hardship you have, what kind of helplessness you have, but these are not the reasons for you to draw your sword to Sword Peak!!

When Huang Zhen heard this, he smiled bitterly, looking at Sima Yuan's jealous and hateful expression, he laughed at himself, and turned around a little dejectedly.

"Let's go".

Sima Yuan sneered, "Let's go, did you make a mistake?"

Huang Zhen turned around and looked at Sima Yuan, "What, you still want to keep me?"

Sima Yuan stopped speaking, looked at the heavy sword 'Tiangong' in Huang Zhen's hand, and said slowly,

"How can my Sword Peak Treasure be defiled with filthy and filthy things?"

Huang Zhen muttered to himself, "Filthy and filthy things?"

As he spoke, the aura on Sima Yuan's body had already dispersed, spreading out without reservation, and a sword sounded in his hand, and the sword of the Immortal Remnant fell into his hand.

When Huang Zhen looked at Sima Yuan's hand and asked the immortal, his pupils shrank suddenly, and in an instant, he nodded and said,

"I see, no wonder you dare to kill me. ”

Sima Yuan sneered, and when his mind moved, one after another agile sword qi shot outward like a silver snake, and the sound of breaking through the air, the sound of clanging, and the sound of the sword trembling lightly permeated the Quartet.

The green and green trees below were cut off by the rampant sword qi and cut into bare rods, and on the other side's cliff, the rocks shook and rolled down, and the sound of falling to the ground sounded.

The surrounding birds, beasts and birds were even more panicked, panicking and jumping around, roaring and screaming.

Huang Zhen, who was on the top of the cliff opposite, was even more relaxed and calm, and quietly became frowning.

And when Sima Yuan held the Asking Immortal Sword and looked up, his expression was even more solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

It was only at this time that he remembered that the little junior brother in front of him had killed the two foundation-building powerhouses at the Qilin Cliff!

Sima Yuan was magnificent, his sword aura was soaring, and he asked the immortal remnant sword in his hand to point at Huang Zhen, and said indifferently,

"Senior Brother gave you in the past, I will take it back for him today!"

"Get out of the sword".

Huang Zhen's eyes flashed with complexity, and he nodded slowly, "Okay, today I will learn about the little junior brother's comprehension of my Sword Peak Sword Dao." ”

As soon as the words fell, the heavy sword in his hand was raised, and the earthy yellow sword light instantly filled the entire mountain cliff.

Sima Yuan didn't wait for the others to leave, and rushed straight over.

As soon as the war broke out, it became white-hot in an instant.

Ten miles away from the battlefield, two graceful figures led several sword qi building disciples and surrounded a purple-robed monk.

Han Zhan stared at the gentle figure with a gloomy expression, "Chen Qingwan, do you know the consequences of killing me?

Chen Qingwan's eyes were light, and his gentle aura changed, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

She said lightly, "Hurry up!"