The stars are sparse, the Guanhe River is cold, and the mountains and rivers are far away.

On the pitch-black ground, a man in white galloped on a horse, carrying a cold long sword behind him.

The white-clothed swordsman clinged to his horse's back, muttered words in his mouth, and galloped towards the world's first fortress embedded in the cliff.

From the bottom of the mountain to Tangjiabao, there is no other way, only from the 100-foot suspension bridge under the fairy stone waterfall across the entire canyon, to reach the entrance.

Halfway up the mountain, the swordsman reined in his horse, then turned off his horse, held the reins, and climbed the hundred-foot suspension bridge.

The night is silent, only the waterfall in front of the eyes is the stars, and the sound of broken beads splashing jade is endless.

One hundred feet. Walking alone on a crumbling bridge.

During this time, anyone who cut the ropes on both sides of the drawbridge will undoubtedly fall into a deep ravine along with his horse.

But until he had walked across the entire drawbridge, no one had ever seen the rope.

The swordsman reached out and tugged at the robe he was wearing, frowning. "You know I'm here, but you deliberately don't stop me?"

"Please enter the urn...... Well, that's it. ”

This is for the people you cherish, for the sake of being able to stand calmly in heaven and earth, and be worthy of your heart.

He's going to go back to Tiger Mountain.

He patted the horses that were carrying him all the way, and whispered, "Good work." ”

Then he tied the reins to the stake at the end of the drawbridge, turned around, and drew the cold sword behind his back.

The majestic and solemn Tang Family Castle stands in front of the swordsman.

At this moment, a wind blew in his face, and he lifted his hood, exposing a beautiful and peerless face to the wind.

The swordsman who came from afar turned out to be a petite woman with a face like white jade.

However, the long sword hidden under the white robe was full of pure aura.

She rushed forward with her sword in hand, and her figure was like a shock.

The four patrol disciples guarding the gate quickly discovered her presence, and almost simultaneously raised the weapons in their hands: "What person!"

The sword is in the sky.

The swordsman spun around, his white robe shook away in the wind, and the long sword hidden under the robe was also handed out.

She leaped to her feet, her posture dancing, the sword in her hand sending out strings of splattered blood.

Just a turn of time.

She landed firmly in front of the gate, while the four Tang Sect disciples who had stopped in front of her a moment ago had all fallen to the ground.

With her long sleeves flipped over, and without glancing at the four moaning on the ground, she frowned and walked to the closed gate.

A Tang Sect disciple who was twitching from pain trembled his hands and took out a pitch-black object from his waist.

"Quick...... Release the letter!" said another disciple with a frown.

The disciple struggled to raise his hand and pointed the flare at the sky, pulling the lead off.

A little gunpowder poured out, and the pitch-black object tied to the wooden pole quickly rose into the sky with a deafening explosion.

But even so, the woman didn't look back.

The long sword in her hand slashed, and a roar louder than the explosion of the letter resounded throughout the space.

The solid bronze gate that had stood like a rock at the entrance of Tangjiabao for decades was broken by the roots under this sword, and smashed into the deep corridor with dozens of chains, and dust rose everywhere.

The two Tang Sect disciples who fell to the ground and still had their breath left were dumbfounded.

With the level of this sword, even if all the outer disciples of the entire Tang Family Fort stopped in front of her, it would be just like a cabbage on the board for her to swing.

She continued to walk forward with her sword.

Hearing the explosion of the letter, all the disciples in the fort knew that the gate had been broken, and at one moment the guards of nearly twenty people on the first floor rushed towards the long corridor at the door.

Only about half of the people made it into the corridor, and the remaining half were blocked out by the bronze door that had been knocked away.

Seeing that there was only one intruder, these outer disciples were confident that they were outnumbered, and with a shout, each with a good blade, rushed towards her and killed.

The woman raised her eyebrows and calmed down, and her eyes floated with a faint murderous intent.

Her steps sparkled through the crowd as if she were dancing, and the sword in her hand sometimes leaned forward and sometimes retracted, just right to slash past the wounds of those disciples, but without hurting her life.

However, in the time when the candle flame flickered out two or three times, she was the only one standing in the deep corridor.

The Tang Sect disciples who were put down by her all lost their combat strength without exception, turning over and over, moaning endlessly.

The tip of the sword hung to the ground, and she walked leisurely into the left side, taking the road upstairs.

The dark board in the stairwell suddenly opened, and dozens of poisonous needles shot out almost against the sleeves of her robe.

The Tang Sect is proficient in the organs, this Tang Family Fort has exhausted its three generations of financial resources, the external dangers are not mentioned, and the internal dangers are also full of dangers.

However, the poisonous needles did not hurt her, and even before they touched her sleeve, they were swept upside down by a stronger momentum, breaking in two.

The Tangjia Fort is indeed dangerous and abnormal, but ordinary hidden weapons are extremely difficult to hurt her in the slightest.

Kunlun Dao Yi has been cultivated for thousands of years, and the supreme immortal intent is condensed in her body, and she is already a half-step Dao Sect.

In addition, a heart-nourishing pill taken when he went down the mountain the year before last, it was dormant in the body at the beginning, and then the power surged more and more, until this year's Lantern Festival, the refining was finally completed, and the realm was growing day by day.

The Xian Xin Sword taught by Yan Daohuo himself, the pure heart recipe inherited by the entire Kunlun for thousands of years.

The three treasures are gathered in her, which is the unparalleled Kunlun Mountain, another Dao Immortal who has been painstakingly built for a hundred years.

After Yan Daohuo's death, she was destined to be the only candidate to punish Dongfang Lianmo and prevent him from forcibly ascending to the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

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The spring is cold, and the night wind blows Xie Hui full of frost and snow.

Facing the challenge of the fake Dongfang Lian Mo to fight with martial arts, he slowly shook his head.

"The old man hasn't finished talking yet, but the next life is too anxious?"

The fake Dongfang was speechless for a while.

"The matter of Gu poison, the character certificate is complete, and I still have the deed of you to the Hulai Chamber of Commerce to issue light and dark darts. The remaining thing to say is that you fornicated with Ye Chen Xiangyuwen to hang alone, colluded with the remnants of the Western Xia Party, and vainly tried to push the wolf ambition of Song to stand on his own. ”

"Nonsense!"

Rao is a fake Dongfang Lian Mo, and this Tang Sect disciple is also quite angry at this time.

Xie Hui came prepared, it was nothing to be splashed with two buckets of dirty water by him, but again and again, it was clear that he wanted to destroy Dongfang Lianmo's reputation, and he couldn't tolerate such a bad face.

Someone in the audience shouted, and it was actually to denounce Xie Hui's words.

"What are you talking about the ambition of the alliance leader wolf! You have ruled the Black Cloud Society for decades, and you are not full of evil!"

Unexpectedly, Xie Hui just smiled slightly: "The rivers and lakes are originally a pot of good and evil, and morality is at ease." The old man just played the role of a wicked person in the rivers and lakes, but he had a conscience. The leader of the alliance is different, he is high and wears the mask of a good man, but in private he is filthy and ambitious. ”

Good and evil are in one pot, and morality is at ease.

There is some truth to this.

When the Central Plains heroes besieged Liuye Villa, whether they took advantage of it or not, many people here also knew it in their hearts, and they didn't dare to say much for a while.

On the high platform of the inn, Hu Buxi took a sip, and he couldn't wait to immediately pull out his knife and cut off Xie Hui's head below.

"How much do you believe what he said?" asked Su Qinghe.

"Believe in a ghost! A piece of empty nonsense, black into white, can tell him that the world is turned upside down!" Hu Buxi cursed, "I think he himself has done all the things that he has done without landing." Don't say anything else, I was present at the time about Miao Jiang's poisonous Gu, all of them were people under the Five Poisons Sect of the Black Cloud Society, Dongfang Lianmo was at most wronged, where is such a thing!"

Su Qinghe frowned: "But I heard that Du Shenquan is Dongfang Lianmo's right-hand man......

"The one who died in my hands? Hey, Xie Hui's hands!" Hu Buxi sighed, "Just pretend to do things for Dongfang Lianmo." ”

"But in that case, how can Liu Zhilei's corpse be explained?" Su Qinghe was puzzled.

"Xie Hui did it!"

As soon as Hu Buxi finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong and scratched his head.

Zhu Nanzhan looked at him: "I don't think it's right. ”

Hu Buxi also came back to his senses at this time and muttered to himself: "Is it wrong...... The boss almost died in the hands of that guy several times, but he didn't do anything, obviously he didn't care about the life and death of the boss, how could he send Liu Zhilei to attack the boss?"

Su Qinghe frowned when he heard this.

"There's a mystery here. ”

"In other words, Xie Hui's words are likely to be true, but it doesn't make sense......" Hu Buxi said.

Let's see what he says next. "Zhu Nanzhan said.

The moonlight was miserable, and Xie Hui was like a sieve, revealing those things that Dongfang Lianmo had done or had not done in front of the entire rivers and lakes.

Dongfang Lian Mo studied under Zhao Xilian, the descendant of Queen Gong, and Xie Hui gave the original letters that Yuwen Guhang and Zhao Xilian had exchanged, which were naturally their own notes, and it was extremely difficult for others to imitate.

Dongfang Lianmo once set off a ten-mile tornado outside the fortress and beat the Greedy Demon Hall to death, but until they attacked Bianliang City in the spring last year, Dongfang Lianmo did not express his position at all, but instead sat in a high position as the leader of the alliance, sitting idly by, and letting the Greedy Demon Hall run rampant in the Central Plains for several months.

All of this, one by one, seemed to pour buckets and buckets of dirty water on Dongfang Lianmo's body.

As an underworld giant, these words are not credible by Xie Hui. But everything he counts out has irrefutable evidence. In this way, even those who have the intention to defend Dongfang Lianmo naturally don't know what to say.

The disciple who pretended to be Dongfang Lianmo had not had much contact with secrets, and in the face of this tidal list, he couldn't think of words to refute it for a long time, so he could only deny it.

"To this day, he is still flatly denying it, this kid must not be Dongfang Lianmo. ”

Seeing that even Hu Buxi said such words helplessly, Su Qinghe frowned and was puzzled: "But, where did Dongfang Lianmo go? He would definitely not be defenseless against Xie Hui's appearance, but why did he still refuse to show up until now?"

"It's late. Hu Buxi sighed.

"What's late?" Su Qinghe was stunned.

"That kid, have denied it for too long. Hu Buxi said quietly, "Xie Hui doesn't want to defeat him tonight, Dongfang Lianmo must know it, it's just a matter of planning and excluding dissidents." It's a pity that he let Xie Hui say too much. ”

"Then next, it's time to strike, right?" asked Zhu Nanzhan.

Before she finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in the crowd of people, and the blade in her palm wiped towards Xie Hui's neck. ()

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