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(Today I have a cold and fever, my head hurts terribly, and my thoughts are 'confused' and 'chaotic', so I will write these more than 4,000 words, everyone understands)

The real immortal is gone, and the world is in chaos. hua.。 The update is so fast.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Taixu Zhenren's death, Zhao Wushuang, who was unwilling, took this opportunity to incite the unwitting Kunlun disciples to slander that Shushan colluded with the Demon Sect to kill the Zhenren in charge.

Suddenly, there was a 'chaos' and 'chaos' on the Kunlun Sacred Mountain, and the hundred 'flower' fairies and others tried their best to reprimand it, but the situation of 'chaos' and 'chaos' was still formed, and the magic weapon was full of glory in an instant, where could anyone still listen to it?

Even if some of the Kunlun disciples heard the elder's reprimand, but the Dharma Body of the Sect Leader was in front of them, looking miserable, and they wanted to avenge the Sect Leader, and no one was willing to stop.

The 'melee' battle took the lead from the Yaochi Palace, and soon, more people in the square also entered the 'fierce' battle.

The wind and clouds are changing, the world is sad, the Tiantiao Divine Monument that has been erected under the white 'jade' stone steps of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace for thousands of years, the pitch-black rock is like the black childhood in the night, quietly, as if looking at the people in front of the 'fierce' battle with some sadness.

Thirteen Heavenly Rules, hundreds of names of the True Demon Patriarch, are engraved on the Heavenly Monument, but who cares?

The grievances and hatreds between the righteous path and the demon sect that have been undying for thousands of years, once they break out, are bound to form an unstoppable tsunami.

And Zhao Wushuang, the culprit who caused all the evil consequences, was holding a fairy sword, and the sword body was full of blue light, his eyes were cracked, and his eyes were full of anger.

A sword stabbed directly at Yun Xiaoxie in the 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' crowd, and a sharp roar came out of his mouth: "Yun Xiaoxie, accept your life!"

As soon as Yun Xiaoye heard the sharp voice, he immediately felt a chill enveloping his back.

The distance between him and Zhao Wushuang was extremely close, and there was no way to avoid it at all.

"No!"

Han Xuemei saw that Zhao Wushuang was sneaking up on Yun Xiaoxie in the 'chaos' and 'chaos', her face changed greatly, she staggered, the white light rushed to the sky, and the Xuanshuang Divine Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and a sword stabbed out, wanting to block Zhao Wushuang.

However, Zhao Wushuang's cultivation is too high, and everyone, including Yun Canghai, has the intention to rescue, but the distance is too far, and the scene is extremely 'chaotic' and 'chaotic', Zhao Wushuang's sword is mostly a sneak attack, and it is too late to rescue.

With a distance of less than a zhang, Yun Xiaoye didn't even have a chance to perform the clone technique, and the moment he felt the dangerous aura, the spiritual power of the Heavenly Book Magic in his body immediately expanded.

The ruthless blade of the sword, with a piercing chill, pierced into Yun Xiaoxie's clothes, and at the moment when he was about to pierce his heart with a sword, Yun Xiaoxie relied on his powerful cultivation to shift the side of his body by a few inches.

The long sword pierced through the 'chest' and 'thrust' straight into Yun Xiaoxie's back, and the blade of the sword dripping with blood penetrated out of his 'chest'.

Everyone was stunned!

Qian Thirteen, Shi Shaobei, and Xiaoya saw that Yun Xiaoye was injured, and the others all exclaimed, and their faces changed wildly.

"Little evil!"

The 'color' of the Purple Cloud Fairy's face has also changed greatly, where can she still care about the friendship between the righteous path and the 'door', the Moxue Divine Sword was instantly unsheathed, and the cold aura quickly filled the entire Yaochi Palace hall.

On the other side, Han Xuemei's pale face also flew up with Xuanshuang in her hand, and she attacked Zhao Wushuang with the Purple Cloud Fairy left and right.

Zhao Wushuang immediately retreated after a successful blow, and in the midst of wild laughter, his body swept back rapidly, dodging the unstoppable sword of Han Xuemei and Purple Cloud Fairy.

"Haha! Yun Xiaoxie, you finally died under my sword, hahaha, hahaha......"

He laughed wildly, ignoring the fierce fighting methods around him, turned around and flew out of the main hall. (hua.advertisement)

The intense pain made Yun Xiaoxie's entire soul burn, his body slowly softened, and at the moment when he was about to fall on the cold stone slab, a white-clothed 'woman' hugged him.

Plum leaves!

The blood gushing out from the wound on Yun Xiaoxie's body stained her white robe as white as snow in a blink of an eye, looking so dazzling and hideous.

She hugged Yun Xiaoxie, who even spurted blood from time to time in her mouth, and squatted in the crowd of 'chaos' and 'chaos', as if she could no longer feel the 'chaos' battle around her, and her soft eyes stared at the man in her arms with teary eyes.

"Stinky boy, you're going to be fine, you're going to be fine!"

Although Yun Xiaoxie was seriously injured, at the critical moment, his body was violently shifted by a few inches, and it was just a few inches of deviation, but it allowed Zhao Wushuang's immortal sword to avoid his heart.

However, when everyone saw that Yun Xiaoye was pierced through his chest, his entire body was stained red with blood, and they all thought that he would definitely die.

He wanted to speak, but with every breath, blood spurted out of his mouth involuntarily, and he looked extremely dangerous.

Han Xuemei fell in front of Yun Xiaoxie, looking at Yun Xiaoxie in a daze, her face was extremely pale, and her body was trembling slightly.

Yun Xiaoxie's gaze met hers, without saying a word, as if thousands of years had passed, and all the worries and thoughts were becoming more and more profound in this pair of eyes.

Crystal teardrops gently slipped from Han Xuemei's 'fine' face, sad and desolate, beautiful and moving.

Then, she retracted her gaze, biting her lower lip, and the Xuanshuang Divine Sword in her hand suddenly burst out with an unprecedented white 'color' light.

Flew out of the palace.

She swore to kill Zhao Wushuang under her sword!

The space in the Yaochi Palace is limited, and the Kunlun disciples who broke in were a minority after all, but the Demon Sect masters present were all people who had the means to reach the sky, and soon, in a few loud noises, Wan Qizi kicked several young Kunlun disciples away, and directly killed a bloody path and rushed out.

At this moment, the fighting method on the square has become more and more 'intense', and the two sides come and go, and the fight is not 'fine'.

In the southern region of the Heavenly Monument, the Shushan disciples and the other 'sect' sect disciples were mostly not involved, because they had already seen many Kunlun elders and righteous path seniors flying out of the Yaochi Palace, shouting, and ordering everyone to stop.

But the Kunlun Sect and the Demon Sect have been inseparable, so how easy is it to stop?

In a short period of time, at least 100 people on both sides were injured, and more than a dozen people were killed.

After Wan Qizi rushed out of the Yaochi Hall, he shouted: "The disciples of the Holy Sect listened to the order, immediately stopped, withdrew from the Divine Mountain, and returned to the wilderness!"

At this time, more and more elders of the Righteous Path and the Demon Sect rushed out, and the elders of both sides scolded again and again, and the tense situation finally improved somewhat.

In the crowd, many people saw Han Xuemei angrily holding Xuanshuang in her hand chasing a person and flying towards the south, and after a closer look, the person who fled in front seemed to be Zhao Wushuang of the Kunlun faction, and they were stunned for a while.

Seeing this, Lu Linlang, Xu Baofeng and others were afraid that something would happen to the little junior sister, so they hurriedly harnessed the fairy sword to chase after them, but Zhao Wushuang and Han Xuemei's cultivation was obviously higher than these two, and soon, Lu Linlang and Xu Baofeng were left far behind and couldn't catch up.

Under Wan Qizi's order, more than 5,000 people of the Demon Sect began to control the magic weapon in an orderly manner, leaving the Sacred Mountain, and finally dozens of Demon Sect masters blocked the final offensive of the Kunlun sect disciples, and the two sides finally stopped.

At the same time, Yun Canghai, Mu Yi, and the Venerable Master of the Common Sky also began to reassure the righteous path disciples not to be impulsive and to exercise restraint.

Everyone saw that these three seniors had no intention of making a move, and gradually understood, but they were afraid that there would be some misunderstanding.

If it was really someone from the Demon Sect who killed the Taixu Zhenren, then the heads of these three factions would definitely not sit idly by.

People went to the empty palace, the originally lively Yaochi Palace, at this moment only left dozens of corpses of young disciples of the Kunlun Sect, in a mess, Li Ziye was still deeply holding Yun Xiaoxie, who was almost 'unconscious', and tears flowed.

The drunk old man squatted next to Yun Xiaoxie to check the wound, and only got up after a while.

Purple Cloud Fairy said: "Drunk old man, how is the little evil injury?"

The drunken Taoist sighed and said, "You don't have to worry, the little evil cultivator is profound, although Zhao Wushuang's sword is powerful, it has not hurt the heart and lifeline of the little evil, and there is no danger." ”

As soon as these words came out, the few remaining people in the hall immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Ziye wiped the tears on his face and muttered, "I knew you wouldn't die so easily, stinky boy, scared me to death!"

Seeing that Yun Xiaoxie's life was not in danger, the drunken Taoist said: "Senior Sister Ziyun, Ye Zi, the situation outside is extremely tense, you go out first to shake the scene, so as not to have any accidents, I can take care of Xiaoxie here." ”

As soon as Ziyun heard that his son's life was not in danger, he was in a good mood today, and nodded: "Well, then it's troublesome Senior Brother Drunk, let's go out and see the situation outside first." ”

Li Ziye put Yun Xiaoye on the floor, knowing that he was also delaying the drunken Taoist to heal Yun Xiaoxie's injuries here, so he immediately followed Ziyun Fairy out of Yaochi Palace.

At this moment, the fighting method outside the Yaochi Palace had ended, and both the righteous path and the demon sect had been slightly damaged.

After thousands of Demon Sect disciples rushed out of the square, they all gathered in mid-air, and they didn't want to leave for a while.

The dozens of Demon Sect Elders and Sect Masters standing in front were entangled in black qi, and they were very terrifying.

Wan Qizi laughed and said: "Hehe, this is your Kunlun's hospitality? Today I finally let people see the methods of your Kunlun faction, a group of hypocrites who claim to be righteous. This is too vain and famous, but he is ruined and ruined, it is really ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Yun Canghai came out of the crowd and said lightly: "Ten thousand friends, the deceased is gone, why do you have to speak so fast? Although today's matter has nothing to do with your Demon Sect, the grievances between the Righteous Path and the Demon Sect have not yet been resolved, and today you are guests from afar, and the number of people is far less than our Righteous Path, our Righteous Path will definitely not take advantage of the danger of others, and he will have a day to resolve the grievances between good and evil." ”

Wan Qizi said loudly: "Okay, it is worthy of being the leader of the new generation of righteous path, this is only a moment of effort, it is naturally different when it comes to speaking, today's thing is wrong in Kunlun, and my holy sect does not want to do more entanglement, in the future, there will be a battle between the righteous path and the holy sect, and then we will definitely learn the magic method of Canghai Taoist friends, goodbye!"

After speaking, with a wave of his sleeve robe, he took countless Demon Sect masters to control the black clouds and flew away in the northwest direction in the distance.

Yun Canghai saw that the Demon Sect had retreated, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although there are only more than 5,000 people from this Demon Sect here, they are all advanced cultivators, and if they really start a decisive battle with the Demon Sect here, even if they defeat the Demon Sect, it will be a great loss for the righteous path.

On the square, countless Kunlun disciples were filled with indignation and shouted one after another, but many Kunlun elders didn't know how to explain to the disciples what happened in the Yaochi Palace, after all, it was disgraceful, how could they be embarrassed to say it?

'Mix' and 'chaos', in the Yaochi Palace.

The drunk old man who was bandaging the wound of Yun Xiaoxie, who was in a coma, suddenly 'revealed' a trace of fierceness in his old eyes.

Ten years ago, it was Yun Xiaoxiao who killed his most proud disciple Yang Hexian, and he has always kept this hatred in his heart and never forgotten it.

Not long ago, Li Tielan came to him for treatment because of infertility, and he secretly did something in the pill 'medicine' he gave Li Tielan, although it was good for Li Tielan's body, but there was a tasteless 'medicine' primer sandwiched in it, and after taking it for a long time, not only Li Tielan's body would give birth to a deadly cold, but even Yun Xiaoxi, who was double cultivating with Li Tielan, would also absorb the 'yin' evil power in the matter of the 'bed'.

In this way, you can kill invisibly!

Under Zhao Wushuang's sword, Yun Xiaoxie should have died, but he didn't expect Yun Xiaoxie to have a great life, and he actually avoided his heart at the last critical crisis and saved his life.

At this moment, looking at Yun Xiaoxie, who was in a coma in front of him, and there was no trace of resistance in his coma, the killing intent in the drunken old man's heart rose again.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his movements were slow and trembling, and then, he gently grabbed the nameless short stick on Yun Xiaoxie's waist and 'pumped' it out little by little.

"Hexian, I avenged you for my teacher......"

He looked at Yun Xiaoxie's unconscious face, gritted his teeth, and raised the nameless short stick.

"Are you going to kill him?"

A cold, emotionless and lifeless voice came from the side.

The drunken old man's body shook, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Jiutianxuan's 'female' Ren Qing who had been sitting on the Taishi chair at the top, and she had experienced the 'chaos' and 'chaos' before, and she was not moved, and she was not shocked.

Therefore, Ren Qing watched every move of the drunk old man.

The drunken Taoist body was shocked, and he lost his voice: "Xuan's 'girl'...... You, why are you still here?"

Ren Qing got up slowly, and slowly walked towards the drunken Taoist and the lying Yun Xiaoxie.

Said lightly: "I've always been here, it's just that your mind was 'blinded' by hatred and didn't find me, except for me, there are other people." ”

As she spoke, her eyes looked at a 'woman' with a pale face in the corner.

Wind and autumn rain!

The drunken Taoist saw the wind and autumn rain, his face was like ashes, and the nameless short stick in his hand fell weakly to the ground, making a soft bang.

Ren Qing said silently: "If you want to kill Yun Xiaoxie, do you want to avenge your disciple Yang Hexian?"

The drunken Taoist slowly moved his eyes, looked at Ren Qing, and said hoarsely: "What's the matter? Hexian was raised by me, and he is like father and son! Ten years ago, he was killed by Yun Xiaoxie, and I am looking for him to take revenge, shouldn't I?"

Ren Qing said: "It's nothing for you to seek revenge on him, why do you use such despicable means?"

The drunken Taoist said sadly: "The old man is in his twilight years, his strength is not good, and he is doing the way of Yun Xiaoxie today, and it is almost impossible for the old man to kill him openly and avenge him." ”

"Oh, I see. ”

Ren Qing nodded and said, "When Yang Hexian died, I and Fairy Feng Qiuyu were both present, and he didn't die in the hands of Yun Xiaoxie. ”

The drunken Taoist was stunned for a moment and said, "What did you say?"

Feng Qiuyu walked over and said: "Yes, Yang Hexian is a traitor to Shu Mountain, betrayed the 'gate' of the division, introduced countless undead skeletons from the back mountain to the reincarnation peak, and also intended to destroy the ancestral hall, and after the battle with Yun Xiaoxie, he was only injured, and when he escaped, he was cut off by Han Xuemei, and then died in the hands of Xiaoya, the sect leader of the Ghost King. ”

The drunken Dao person's face was a little ugly, and he silently lowered his head and looked at Yun Xiaoxie.

When Ren Qing and Feng Qiuyu thought that he would wake up after knowing the truth of the matter, unexpectedly, the drunken Taoist suddenly grabbed the nameless short stick on the ground again, roared like a beast, and smashed it into Yun Xiaoxie's head. Wind + rain +

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