Two hundred and ninety-nine: Integrating the Sword Realm, Tyrant (3)

The Sword Sect and the Spirit Dynasty are going to fight again, but everyone in the world thinks that if the Spirit Dynasty can't survive this catastrophe, I am afraid that the country will be shattered, and a generation of dynasties will pass. And even if the resistance is in the past, we must be prepared to divide the world with the Qianchao Dynasty that is eyeing each other. All the forces in the outside world are optimistic about the Sword Realm, and the same is true for the Sword Realm, and they don't think that they will lose, but only those high-level members of the Sword Realm know that in fact, the Sword Sect is a little green now. Since the last time the Ling Dynasty was defeated, although most of the world was cut, but the countermeasures of the Ling Dynasty caused serious damage to the high-level combat power, and it was less than five years, and the vitality had not recovered at all.

After instructing his subordinates to directly accuse the staff and the Danqing family of collaborating with the enemy and treason, he went directly to deal with this matter. Although Weiyang posted a sword post that night, he hadn't set a date yet, but he wanted to come quickly, so he must stabilize Lelang Road as soon as possible, Mu Qiu and others still have many obstacles to building water conservancy, which is not what Bu Qianhuai wants to see.

Linchuan Prefecture, the most barren area of Lelang Road, half of the wind and sand are buried, people in the know know that it is the scene caused by the north blowing the sand of the desert without return, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Linchuan Road has no harvest.

Outside Li Yuanwai's house, the night was deserted, and Bu Qianhuai stood on the eaves and looked around.

"The officials who retired from the Ling Dynasty are not good at being a rich man, and they dare to take care of my affairs!"

The language became more and more ruthless, and with a flick of the purple curved robe, he turned around and sat cross-legged, and suddenly the immortal voice turned in front of him and put it on his lap.

The flowers in his eyes were in full bloom, and his left and right hands also touched the strings from the middle of the piano to both sides, and then, the middle finger was picked and wiped, killing Zou Xian.

It is true that dealing with this guard is only a beginner martial artist, and the head of the martial arts sect is only an ordinary rich man who is the day after tomorrow, and he does not use any bloody means at all. This kind of elegant killing method is more convenient and labor-saving.

The notes rise in three tones and fall in four tones, which is particularly clear under the dark moonlight.

The staff outside suddenly felt dizzy, and only felt the sound of the piano echoing in their ears. Not only the staff themselves, but also the maids and subordinates in the house, all the family members felt a splitting headache, and suddenly mourned all over the field, and the howling was particularly obvious at night. But no matter how much he wailed, the sound of the piano was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it could be heard clearly in his ears no matter what.

The only one in the mansion who was somewhat conscious was the sect leader, although he was worthy of the acquired realm, he could barely stop it, and he staggered back the door and wanted to run out. With such strength, the head of the sect knows that he is not an opponent, and there is no need to fight to the death.

When Bu Qianhuai played the piano, his eyes were raised, and he saw a person in a martial arts costume who fled from the door of the house, although he didn't know who it was, but in short, the disobedient people were all looking for death!

With a swipe of his left hand forward, the sound of the piano changed, and an invisible sound wave flew out from the eaves like a sharp blade, heading straight for the escaped warrior.

The head of the sect seemed to have a sense in his heart, knowing that danger was coming, so he jumped directly and moved lightly, wanting to escape from the place of right and wrong, but it was the speed of the true vowel wave blade that swept through the body without a sound. The head of the sect suddenly felt light under his body, and when he looked down, his body, which should have been light, had already become two halves, and the lower half of his body had fallen to the ground from the waist down. Before his eyes could be frightened, he lost consciousness and fell heavily to the ground.

didn't care about the martial artist, grabbed the strings with ten fingers, and suddenly urged the true yuan, under the influence of the robbery of flowers, the terrifying sound wave enveloped the entire Yuanwaifu, and the wailing gradually subsided.

Feeling that there was no more life fluctuations, Bu Qianhuai took the piano and left directly, not wanting to stay longer. If the martial arts sect can still leave some useful things to pay off, this kind of rich gentry is just some mundane things, and it will be easy for people to raid their homes early tomorrow morning. But the next Danqing family is not, the Danqing family is not surnamed Danqing, but Danqing. All the people of the Danqing family will have their own surnames, which is very magical. Moreover, the Danqing family is also a relatively powerful martial arts family, but the Imperial Qi Ancestor has been dead for more than ten years when he advanced, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are several enlightened masters in charge, which is a well-known martial arts force in Linchuan Prefecture.

Just when Bu Qianhuai was about to leave, there was a strange feeling in his mind, and it was Zheng Wen who sent the message.

Standing on the eaves and shaking his head, he secretly said that it was troublesome, but it was the news that gave in a little and Qianhuai was anxious. Zheng Wen is in Suming Road, close to Linchuan Prefecture on Lelang Road, so he can naturally sense the difference, but the news is relatively vague. And the most important words are......

The Spirit Dynasty, the bitter destruction of the Zen realm, the sneak attack, the decisive battle.

"Ling Dynasty, bitter extinguishing a nest of snakes and rats in the Zen realm. Sneak attack? Sneak attack, who will sneak attack? Decisive battle! Does he still have such confidence in the Ling Dynasty?"

Shaking his head, he still decided to integrate the safety of Le Lang Dao first and then go to find Zheng Wen secretly, after all, the Ling Dynasty would definitely not have nothing to do to fight himself at this time, so he naturally stabilized his own forces first and then did his own calculations.

Just two watch days, Bu Qianhuai stood not far from Danqing's house, Danqing's family is backed by the mountain, in the lake, if you say that Lelang Road is a good place, there must be a place for Danqing's family. It's a pity that under this beautiful scenery today, it will be reflected in the boundless sea of blood.

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"Big brother, do you really want to respond to that night?"

"Well...... After all, my Tibetan Sword Villa is located in Jiangdong Road, too close, not stable, the strength of the night, the world will see. ”

This is the Tibetan Sword Villa.

"Master, Wuyue has waited, Wuyue must fight this time!"

The old man thought for a long time, nodded and agreed: "Okay, Ye Weiyang's strength is like this, and the battle is successful!

This is Wanjian Mountain.

And even the Xieyang Sword Dao on the side of the Demon Dao agrees with the strength of Ye Weiyang, which is also normal, the Xieyang Sword Dao values strength the most, and with such strength, the Xieyang Sword Dao also agrees that the Sword Sect under his leadership has become a holy land.

It's not the departure of the righteous sword realm like last time, this time it is real, in response to the order of the holy land of the sword realm, whether it is good or evil, the sect or the scattered cultivation, the first martial arts or the top innate people, they all set off to hold the sword. This is the prestige of the Holy Land, and Ye Weiyang, as the most powerful swordsman recognized now, no one dares to refute it, and the lack of power does not mean anything. The Heart Sword Pavilion has the heritage of the previous generation of holy lands, and has the leadership of Ye Weiyang, everyone can foresee that within fifty years, the Heart Sword Pavilion will once again have a group of martial arts masters. When the time comes, the name of the Holy Land will be well deserved!

The sword world was in turmoil, and Bu Qianhuai was also hesitating in the Danqing family for a long time, and finally wanted to leave.

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The Sword World chapter is about to end, so who stipulates that the protagonist's tasks must be completed? The protagonist will not accept the punishment? The protagonist will be safe and sound? The protagonist must be the protagonist of the world?