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Wuzun, Emperor Wen, and King Fa, the existence of these three people Qin Fake Immortal has long heard Zong Harrier's introduction, but now this emperor and three sages have built the Three Holy Societies, and they have sent people to invite Zong Harrier, which shows that Zong Harrier's status in the heart of the Dharma King is still not ordinary!

Qin Fake Immortal, who had such a thought in his heart, was inexplicably shocked and serious, and after thinking about it, he came to Zong Harrier's side to help persuade him; at the same time, Zong Mu had already known the purpose of the comer, and now she had heard the name of the boss's boss who came, and the words of Zong Harrier who confided in her heart before were also on the side to express her support, as well as the handwritten letter of the Dharma King as a teacher.

Under these conditions, Zong Harrier has no reason to refuse at all, but now Qin Fake Immortal wants to recruit him on behalf of the Hanging Pot Medical Pavilion, and has even agreed to move his family over, and now if he votes for the Three Saints Society, even if the other party is his own master, he will inevitably end up with a reputation for being untrustworthy.

"Junior Brother Zong, let's go to the Three Saints Society! If you really feel guilty, then ask my old Qin to ask for a half-official position to do!" Seeing Zong Harrier's tangled sad face, Qin Fake Immortal immediately understood his thoughts and worries, and hurriedly said, looking like he had said this for the purpose of appeasement.

Hearing this, Zong Harrier was obviously relieved, but he still looked at Qin Fake Immortal with embarrassment on his face and said, "But, over there in the medical hall..."

"Don't worry! There are so many righteous heroes in the medical hall, there is no more than you, and there is no less than you, but your master's new Three Holy Societies are really when it is time to employ people, and when you go to the Three Holy Societies, your strength can be brought into full play! And the medical hall is not an organization! It's just that our group of people chose such a meeting place! What's more, it is an organization jointly built by the Three Sages of the Ten Thousand Sects, Emperor Wuzun Wen, and it will definitely receive the attention and support of the Ten Thousand Sects Chain Association, with such a background, even my old Qin wants to seek a half-official position here!"

After some persuasion, Zong Harrier finally made up his mind and prepared to join the Three Saints Society, just like what he said before, one of the principals of the Three Saints Society was his master, and the other two were also close friends of the master. With such a background, coupled with his own strong martial arts, he will definitely be able to achieve his goals.

Subsequently, Zong Harrier and Qin Fake Immortal left with the people who had come to pick him up and went to the Three Holy Society.

Mirage

Ouyang Biao, the lord of the Mirage Castle, led the guards of the fort to defeat the strong enemy with the help of the mysterious purple turban and the stone mirage in the stone forest, and repelled the Japanese horse bandits.

But the remnants of the defeated soldiers who fled will obviously not simply let go, the resentment of being defeated, the hatred of being killed, because they have always been a group of thieves who have no scruples, so the darkness in their hearts is even greater.

It was only a few days, and the first group of defeated bandits returned to the Mirage, only this time their confidence was even more abundant, and behind them was a Dongying warrior with two long knives on his back.

Just as the horse bandits were shouting for battle under the city gate, the double-sword warrior stepped forward on horseback, came to the side of the leader of the horse bandits, and asked him with a dumb attitude: "Is there really a person in the castle who uses our Dongying martial arts to help the people of the Central Plains?"

"Yes! Absolutely! Dongying's martial arts path is very different from that of the Central Plains, and his weapon is also our katana! As long as we attack this mirage, he will definitely appear!" the horse bandit leader quickly replied respectfully, and his attitude towards the Twin Sword Samurai was completely ignorant!

With such a definite answer, the Twin Sword Samurai had no more doubts.

The small bandits under the city shouted the formation, and the Zhuang Ding guards at the head of the city knew that these horse bandits were powerful, and they didn't dare to speak out, and they didn't dare to open the door to fight, knowing that there was no change in the arrival of the lord of Ouyang Biao Fort, after the last confrontation, everyone already understood that the Mirage Castle was not their opponent even if they gambled all their strength, so they simply didn't open the city gate.

However, the two-sword warrior of Dongying did not come to such a small place to waste time, seeing that the city had made up his mind to avoid the battle, he immediately jumped onto the city, and the two swords came out together, occupying a position on the city wall as fast as possible to gain a foothold.

The guard in the fort, Xiao Fan, was not the opponent of the two-sword warriors, and as soon as he made contact, his head was rolling, and then, with Ouyang Biao's life as a threat, he asked those little minions to quickly open the city gate and put the horse bandits into the castle.

However, when the horse bandits rushed into the castle, Ouyang Biao's head was removed with a slash of the long knife in the hands of the two-sword warrior.

At this time, the purple turban, who was rushing, stood on the roof of a building as high as the city wall, looking at the human head lifted in the hands of the double-sword warrior, and couldn't help but feel sad, and actually let out a woman's shout:

"Odosan!"

"Sure enough, it's Dongying, and it's still a woman!" Hearing the shouts of the purple turban, and seeing the long knife in her hand again, the double-sword warrior said with an unsurprising expression, and then threatened, "Now give you a chance to return to the camp of Dongying, and the master can still blame you for the past!

"It's true that I was born in Dongying, but life in Dongying has always been to flee for my life! I have to flee on the mainland, I have to flee at sea, and I am still hunted down and killed on the coast of the Ming Kingdom, only here is my father that I can experience what is called the warmth of home! Now, there is no need to say more!" After some talking, the purple turban tore off the masked scarf on his face, revealing a delicate face, and in the exclamation of the "young lady" of the Zhuang Ding, the purple turban raised his sword and killed the double sword warrior.

With a sonorous symphony, the two-sword warrior blocked the attack of the purple turban with one sword, and the other knife, swept with a sword, as if to cut off the purple turban.

However, the purple turban reacted quickly, and in an extreme posture, he pressed his feet on the body of the long knife that was blocking him, and quickly jumped back, widening the distance between the two sides.

The Twin Blade Samurai refused to give up, and pursued forward, as the Twin Knife slashed faster and faster, the long knife condensed into a gang, and Guang Hua Ming shook to take the life of the purple turban.

While the two sides were entangled, the new leader of the horse bandits beckoned the bandits to slaughter the village and seize the wealth and rob everything of value!

Under the blue sky and white sun, the scene of the ignited mirage was not shocking, but the blazing temperature burned all the emotions in the heart of the purple turban.

The purple turban, who no longer has nostalgia and ties, knows that he is invincible to the double sword warrior and will no longer fight, but he is always unwilling to flee like this, even if he can't kill the other party, he must cause enough damage to the other party!

It is not difficult to hear from the mouth of the purple turban, before this, she lived in a land full of darkness, and the perennial escape has trained her a pair of feet that can travel thousands of miles, and then the complex terrain around the mirage is entangled with the two-sword samurai, every time she points out a move, each move is only one sword, whether or not she succeeds in following him and leaving scars on his body, she must be quickly transferred.

In the dense forest, the double-sword samurai is burly, and the two long knives in his hands are all more than three feet six, which is very inconvenient between actions, and the purple turban is smaller, and the katana in his hand is only about two feet eight.

After many battles, the Twin Sword Samurai also understood his disadvantage, so he stopped moving casually, but stopped where he was, clearing all the trees around him, he knew that this purple turban would definitely not give up, and he had to create terrain in his favor.

Although the purple turban relied on her mind to entangle with the Twin Blade Ronin for a while, the woman's physical strength was a little worse than that of the man after all, especially when she used guerrilla tactics like her, and the physical strength consumed was more than that of the Twin Knife Ronin who only received the move in place, and the interval between each move was three points more than the last time.

Shuangdao Ronin knows what to expect, and after each move, he pays careful attention to the opponent's movement trajectory to determine the opponent's next move.

At this time, Yan Feilai, who was walking the rivers and lakes and preparing to find the remnants of the Black Cross to take revenge, was nearby, carrying a sword, and his actions were majestic and high-spirited, and he looked extraordinary.

The purple turban, who was deep in the quagmire, knew his own situation in his heart, and in order to be able to seek a breakthrough, he had to gamble on this.

Got rid of the purple overalls on his body, restored his feminine dress, looked at Yan Fei's direction, and ran at full speed.

The ronin, who noticed the unusual appearance of the purple turban, chased after him.

On the road beyond the barren forest, the long knife in the hand of the purple turban dragged and ran on the ground, shouting "help!" as he ran, and passed by Yan Fei's side, while looking at the pursuing ronin behind him in panic.

Turning around, Yan Fei saw the beautiful appearance of this woman, and his eyes lit up, but he instantly became depressed, and on the side of his body, the Qingfeng sword on his back burst out from the scabbard, and the hilt of the sword hit the back of the pursuing ronin, causing him to fall to the ground on his stomach.

The Blue Edge Sword also bounced back after a blow and reached out to catch it, as if it automatically rebounded into his hand.

The ronin was annoyed and angry, stood up and scolded, and didn't care about the purple turban, bent on revenge on the Central Plains man in front of him who made him lose face.

Holding Qingfeng in his hand, Yan Fei's momentum changed abruptly, if he was just a passerby who no one noticed before, but now he is a sharp sword.

The ronin has two knives in hand, one is defending and defending, the other is attacking with odds, and attacking is defending, but the opening and closing of the two knives are all parried by Yan Fei one by one.

Qingfeng is in hand, Yan Fei is only cold, there is only one word for one-handed sword, that is, "fast", fast to the extreme, you can take all the attacks, fast to the extreme, you can find out all the flaws of the opponent, fast to the extreme, a sword and the other party still doesn't know it!

Every battle of Yan Fei, who had taken the Knock Pill, was an extreme practice, and his swordsmanship was progressing at an incredible speed.

Qingfeng returned to the sheath and sighed, the person had already walked away, and the double knife of the double knife ronin still maintained the action of slashing and poking one by one, until the purple turban threw the long knife in his hand at him, and the handle of the knife smashed against his head, all his movements stopped, and he fell to the ground, his body separated.

After seeing such a terrifying martial art, the purple turban made a plan in his heart, and directly followed Yan Fei's pace, saying as he walked: "Thank you for saving your life, my name is Ouyang Yue, and Engong can call me Xiaoyue!"

Yan Fei was unmoved, still moving forward quietly, without saying a word, and the pace under his feet became faster and faster.

And Ouyang Yue refused to relax at all and followed Yan Fei's side, a pair of eyes were all on Yan Fei's face, and finally tripped over an obstacle under his feet, and he fell to the ground with a cry of pain and rolled on the ground a few times.

Even so, Yan Fei still had no intention of stopping, and still moved forward quickly.

Xiao Yue angrily grabbed the blade of grass on the ground and threw it at Yan Fei's back, snorted angrily, got up quickly, and followed Yan Fei's footsteps again, and the direction in which they were moving was where the Mirage Castle was.

As the two of them approached the mirage, some of the voices in the castle could be faintly heard.

"The front is the Mirage Castle, my home, was breached by the Dongying Ronin just now!" After speaking, Xiao Yue accelerated with all her strength, wanting to return to the Mirage Castle as soon as possible.

Ransack the whole village, and all the horse bandits had no less than two sacks tied to their backs!

In addition to the sound of burning flames in the castle, even the sound of horse bandits shouting has disappeared, which means that all the people in the mirage have been killed.

Blood and fire, the cruel scene stimulated Yan Fei's emotions, and before he could find several of Xiao Yue's horse bandits approaching, Yan Fei had already drawn his sword in all directions, and every sword swing would definitely cut off a head.

There was no earth-shattering scene, only the most primitive killing, the collision of sword and flesh, and none of the remaining dozens of horse bandits were spared, and they were all wiped out.

Yan Fei, who put his sword back into its sheath, finally calmed down, standing quietly on the roof of the city gate tower, looking into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, Xiao Yue returned to the village, stitched Ouyang Biao's body, and buried it.

"My name is Yan Fei!"

Since then, the cold Yan Fei has followed a beautiful woman by his side!

Paradise Interior

Hua Tuo, the ghost of the Yin Master, led a thunderbolt warrior and hundreds of Xiaofan to kill the door!

"Jade-faced Nezha, this is your last chance, hand in the cheats and prescriptions for turning the old into the young, join the Thunderbolt Gate, and you can also leave a way to live! Otherwise, you will not be killed!"

"If you want to join the Thunderbolt Gate, it's impossible, if you want to turn the old into the young, you can get it yourself!" After speaking, Dang Tian'er slapped two palms one after another, hitting the two Xiaofan, and the two of them suddenly turned into babies and died.

The whole process takes no more than five blinks of an eye!

Dang Tian'er had already expressed his position with practical actions, and Ghost Hua Tuo had nothing to say, waving his hand to launch an attack order, and retreating to avoid the flames of war burning on him.

And at this time, it was time for the Thunderbolt generals to make a move.

I saw that this general's long brown hair was scattered, and the treasure knife in his hand was hidden in the jasper scabbard, and he took three steps forward and directly met Dangtian'er.

"Your opponent is me Tu Yong! Tu is gambling, betting on winning or losing, slaughtering life and death! Winning is life, losing is death!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Experience the trick of turning the old into the young!" "In this kind of wartime, Dang Tian'er has no idea of talking to people at all, and between life and death, it is the most important thing to fight a way out!