Chapter Twenty-Eight: The City of Yuzhou

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"The head is dead?" said a Penglai disciple in disbelief.

"Impossible, impossible, the head of the sect is strong and strong, and the human world is invincible, how can it be defeated. ā€

Someone roared like a mad demon, and at this moment, the persistence in their hearts collapsed instantly, and the invincible person in their eyes was defeated and died on the spot.

Some were afraid, some were mad, some were sad, some were joyful, but none dared to turn their eyes to the heavens.

That person, that sword, made them tremble, and they couldn't afford the slightest revenge.

"Brother, let's go, don't kill anymore. ā€

The dragon nightshade envoy flew over with the magic sword, and hesitated for a moment before speaking timidly.

She was afraid, she was afraid that Wei Jing would blame her, but she didn't want to see another soul under Yi Shui's sword.

"Bang Dang"

The sword in Yui's hand was sheathed, he turned his head, and in an instant, the murderous aura between heaven and earth subsided like a tide, the blood-colored curtain broke, the smoke retreated, and the golden sunlight sprinkled down.

"Well, my brother promised Nightshade that he would never kill people indiscriminately. ā€

How could Wei Jing bear to let such a woman worry about herself, she couldn't help but speak.

It's just that in his heart, I'm afraid no one knows what indiscriminate killing is, not even he himself.

"Let's go, Nightshade, brother will take you to the next place. ā€

Wei Jing directly rolled up the nightshade, the magic sword, turned into a faint blue sword light, crossed the sky, and disappeared above the sea, leaving only a ruined Penglai Immortal Island.

From now on, there will be one less top faction in the world, this time it is not only the head of Tianfengzi who has fallen, but what is worse is that the spiritual veins in the ground have been emptied, and Penglai is no longer a blessed land in the cave, and it can not support immortal cultivators, it can be said that the foundation of Penglai Immortal Island is completely cut off, if you can't find another treasure land, maybe hundreds of years later, you will disappear in this human world, but those good caves and blessed lands have long been occupied, and it is so difficult to find another one.

In less than half a day, the news of the Penglai War spread throughout the land of Shenzhou.

The peerless powerhouse of Shushan, the white-clothed sword immortal Weijing, descended on Penglai Immortal Island and fought with his head Tianfengzi, which is said to be to understand the grievances of two hundred years ago.

The result of this battle also shocked the eyes of countless people, and finally the white-clothed sword immortal killed Tianfengzi, the old golden immortal, with a sword, and then left.

The world was in an uproar, no one could have imagined that this strong man who had just come out of the Lock Demon Tower would have such a big movement in a short period of time, and one person and one sword would kill the top sect in the human world, which made the other forces everyone in danger, and they sent people to the Shushan Sword Sect one after another.

However, the five Qingwei people have not recovered from the shock, but what Wei Jing did was to make Shu Mountain go up and down, and they were very happy, plus they didn't dare to care about Wei Jing at all, so they couldn't go out of retreat directly, and let the rivers and lakes storm, and Shu Mountain just didn't have the slightest movement.

This is a lot of people, especially those sects that have experienced that catastrophe, and they are even more terrified, for fear of being approached by Wei Jing to open the door.

Sure enough, in the next month, the white-clothed sword immortal Wei Jing visited a lot of immortal cultivators in turn, without exception, but all the sect leaders he visited were all injured, so he didn't have the intention to kill, otherwise the strength of the human realm martial arts would be reduced by at least half.

This made the Qingwei old man of Shushan secretly breathe a sigh of relief, no matter what, the Shushan Sword Sect is standing behind Wei Jing, this kind of result is unexpected, but it is acceptable.

Since then, Wei Jing has not appeared in the world of cultivating immortals, as if he has disappeared mysteriously, but the prestige of Shushan has come to the peak, and he really respects the human world, and he does not dare to disobey, even if it is the two worlds of gods and demons, he does not dare to despise it, this is the deterrence brought by a peerless powerhouse.

Although Qingwei is also a Golden Immortal powerhouse, neither his strength nor his combat record can be compared with Wei Jing, which leads to the fact that the previous Shushan Sword Sect cannot completely make the opponent afraid.

But now it's different, the evil spirit world and the demon world don't talk about attacking the human world, and even have to be vigilant against Shushan to counterattack them. Because the strength of the Shushan Sword Sect is strong enough, if it weren't for the catastrophe ahead, it would be impossible to say that Wei Jing also had this idea.

In the vast Shu Mountain, several white sword lights flew from the top of the mountain, rolling up a huge roar, breaking through the wind and disappearing under the reckless sky.

Above the sword light, there were three Taoist priests in white robes, carrying sword scabbards and pinching tricks in their hands, and the direction was the area of Shuzhong.

At the same time, the largest city in Shu, Yuzhou City, also ushered in two figures, a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a white robe, a snow-white long sword hung on the left side, a wine gourd hung on the right side, and his long black hair was casually tied behind his head with a cloth bag.

It's just that when they saw the woman next to the man, the light in their eyes quickly dimmed.

The light blue long skirt and delicate face are like autumn water entering the hibiscus, and the eyes are clear and beautiful.

I'm afraid that only such a woman can accompany him.

"Brother, you see, a lot of people are flattering you. Nightshade also noticed the expressions of these people, pulled Wei Jing's clothes, and joked with a smile.

Wei Jing pursed his lips and didn't speak, just ripped off the gourd on his waist and poured a sip of spirits.

"Well, brother, you're drinking again. ā€

Nightshade said dissatisfiedly.

"Well, if you're not careful, you'll make an old mistake, and you won't drink it next time. ā€

He seemed to hear something, and put away the wine gourd with a sneer.

"You say that every time, and it doesn't turn out to be drinking again. ā€

"This guarantee is the last time. ā€

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The two shuttled through the streets of Yuzhou City, just like ordinary people, and the nightshade was attracted by the snacks and gadgets on both sides of the street.

Wei Jing followed behind, smiling and shaking his head, years of cultivation had already tempered his state of mind extraordinary, and he didn't have much interest in these red dust things.

"Nightshade, slow down, be careful not to fall. ā€

"Don't worry, brother, you hurry up and keep up. ā€

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"Snort"

At this moment, an inaudible voice reached his ears, and Wei Jing's gaze turned to the sky, and a few faint rays of light streaked across before disappearing into the clouds.

"Well, the Great Tribulation has begun, and it looks like I'm going to start moving sooner. ā€

With a light sigh, the next second, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the pedestrians around him seemed to be busy with their own things as if they didn't see it.

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Bashu Tang Gate, standing in Shuzhong for hundreds of years, is a first-class martial arts strength, located in the west of Yuzhou City.

Because of the support of the Shushan Sword School, the development of the Tang Sect is extremely rapid, since Tang Xiong two hundred years ago, there are two masters, and now the head of the sect is Tang Kun, a body of unfathomable martial arts, overwhelming the martial arts.

Three white rays fell from the sky and fell in front of the Tang Gate, and the door master Tang Kun waited here early, welcoming Xu Changqing and the others in, and the two sides were naturally familiar with each other, and they were not separated.

In the vast hall, Tang Kun sat on the left hand side, Xu Changqing sat on the right hand side, and the other two Shushan disciples sat below.

"I don't know what happened when Changqing Dao Commander came this time?"

Tang Kun picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and spoke.

Although his face is aging, it still gives people a feeling of not being angry and arrogant, which is not deliberate on his part, but a momentum that has been formed unconsciously after many years of being in charge of the Tang Sect.

Xu Changqing, who was beside him, didn't seem to feel it, put his hands on his laps, and sat upright.

"This time, I was ordered by my master to come here to wait for my master. ā€

"The ancestor you are talking about is a white-clothed sword immortal, only respect the adult?"

Tang Kun looked surprised.

"Yes, that's what Shizun said, he said that Shizu will appear in Yuzhou City. ā€

Xu Changqing did not hide it, but said directly.

This time it was Tang Kun's turn not to be calm, although Tangmen and Shushan have always been allies, but such a big man came to Yuzhou City really made him unable to calm down.

"But what's going on?"

"I don't know, Shizun didn't say. ā€

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Wei Jing didn't know that his itinerary had been calculated by the old man Qingwei, and there were Shushan disciples waiting for him there at this moment.