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On Changbai Mountain, the cold wind blows, and several lights are dancing and swaying, which is even more quiet.

Although the Wind and Thunder Sect is known as the first major sect in Liaodong, in fact, there are not many disciples in the sect, most of them have fallen asleep at this time, and only a few disciples on duty are constantly patrolling.

It's just that most of these few people are already sleepy-eyed, and maybe they can't even tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

It can't be blamed for them relaxing their vigilance and neglecting their duties, unless someone comes all the way from the gate to find trouble with the Wind Thunder Gate, otherwise it is impossible for anyone in Liaodong today to dare to invade the Wind Thunder Gate.

It was a complete war with the Wind and Thunder Gate, a never-ending war, and more importantly, it was also an enemy of the imperial court.

Since ancient times, the people did not fight with officials, and in Jiangnan, the imperial court's suppression of the Jianghu people may not be large, and there are even signs of being countered, but in Liaodong.

This is the place where the Manchus rise, is their foundation, outside must first be settled, if someone dares to come to Liaodong to provoke the imperial court, the end is naturally self-evident.

Back then, the power of the Divine Dragon Sect was so big, under the double pressure of the imperial court and the Wind and Thunder Sect, it was not the same to retreat.

Therefore, the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect have not taken the inspection seriously for five or six years.

Rightfully so, they have to pay for it, the price of their lives.

There were many figures, and one after another the men in black jumped out of the darkness, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

Obviously, the outermost Wind Thunder Sect disciple had already fallen asleep and would never wake up again.

Changbai Mountain, Fengleimen, the first major faction in Liaodong, is destined to be a sea of blood tonight.

Jie Jian Pavilion.

Entering the mountain gate with a blade is the biggest provocation to a sect, so every sect has a place for guests to untie their blades.

The sword pavilion, the sword pool, the sword stone, all those with the word sword, the effect is almost not much different.

It's just that the Sword Relief Pavilion in the Wind Thunder Gate tonight looks more like a joke.

None of the guests who came tonight would lay down their swords, on the contrary, they would only hold their swords tighter than usual.

Because they know that tonight is the night of killing, and if they don't want to die, they must hold the sword in their hands.

In front of the Sword Solving Pavilion, there were five people silently looking at the quiet and somewhat weird Fenglei Gate station, with solemn expressions.

These five people are the five Divine Dragon Envoys of the Divine Dragon Sect.

Xu Xueting said in a deep voice: "No matter how vigilant the disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect are, they should be aware of our actions now. Those little dolls can only do some things to take advantage of, and if they really fight, they have to rely on us old brothers. Let the old brothers hold their swords tightly for me, we haven't fought against a master for a long time. ”

The Rootless Daoist sneered: "What's the use of those little dolls, no matter how many people come, at most, they can guard the intersection and make a strong voice." You can still count on them to extinguish the wind and thunder gate. ”

Zhang Danyue sighed and said: "I don't know what the sect leader thinks, we have been at peace with the Wind Thunder Gate for nearly ten years, but now we want to destroy the Wind Thunder Gate." There are only a few people in this Wind Thunder Sect, and our Divine Dragon Sect can destroy him with one life for another, but that Qi Zhenjun ......"

"Qi Zhenjun's matter, the sect leader knows everything clearly, we are ordered to act, presumably the sect leader has other arrangements. Xu Xueting waved his hand and interrupted him.

Zhang Danyue said: "I'm afraid that if I let Qi Zhenjun go, then our Divine Dragon Sect will really have no peace in the future." ”

Yin Jin sneered: "What kind of heart does the Black Dragon Envoy have, if Qi Zhenjun's old immortal dares to go to Shenlong Island to find trouble with the sect leader, do you think he can still get out of the island?"

Zhong Zhiling, dressed in white, was especially conspicuous in the dark, and retorted loudly when he heard this: "Qi Zhenjun is naturally not the opponent of the sect leader, but the Black Dragon Envoy's worries are not unreasonable. I'm afraid that Qi Zhenjun will be annoyed and angry, and he won't dare to compete with the sect leader, but will attack the disciples in the sect. If that's the case, it's really hard to prevent. ”

Xu Xueting said helplessly: "Who do you think our young sect leader is? Will he let Qi Zhenjun run away? Qi Zhenjun had better not stay at the Fenglei Gate station tonight, otherwise he will definitely die." ”

"What the Qinglong envoy means is that the sect leader wants to ......" Zhang Danyue asked in surprise with a moving expression.

Xu Xueting shook his head and said, "Except for the sect leader, no one in our sect is Qi Zhenjun's opponent, and the five of us can't do it together, understand? ”

As Xu Xueting said, even if the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect were less vigilant, they would be able to react if they were silently attacked into the main hall of the sect.

"Enemy Attack ......"

"Someone is attacking. ”

"Who dares to invade the Wind Thunder Gate?"

On Changbai Mountain, the shouting was loud, and the long-lost alarm sounded.

Since the creation of the Wind Thunder Gate, it has never experienced such a battle.

Therefore, many Fenglei Sect disciples had already been sent to Huangquan Road before they could react.

"Kill!"

A group of men in black are cold and resolute, without a trace of nonsense.

The disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect suddenly encountered a great enemy, and they were immediately confused. In an instant, many people were killed by the enemy's sword, and some did not even have time to draw their sword.

In just over a dozen years of prosperity, the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect are far from learning how to face the scourge of annihilation.

And the Wind and Thunder Gate, which has been stable for more than ten years, was completely enveloped by the sound of swords tonight.

Tonight, for Feng Lei Gate, it is destined to be a tragedy.

Because, what they are facing now is only the enemy's forward, a group of little dolls who are not high in martial arts.

And behind, there are still dozens of veterans who have been fighting for a long time and have practiced martial arts for decades.

"The little dolls have already fought with the Wind Thunder Gate, old brothers, although we are old, we are not comparable to those little dolls. Master, we still have to shoot. Xu Xueting heard the shouting and killing sound on the mountain, turned around and said loudly.

In front of him, dozens of black-clothed people, holding swords, looked solemn, but there was murderous intent in their eyes.

"Kill me!"

With an order, dozens of black-clothed people rushed up the mountain in unison, shrouded in the night, like ghosts from hell.

They are indeed a group of ghosts, a group of ghosts that bring death.

Xu Xueting, as the leader of this group of ghosts, had two short swords in his palms that were half feet long, and when he made a move, the sound of sneering sounded continuously, and he had already taken the lives of seven disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect, and the seven corpses fell around him in a circle, and they were actually lined up very neatly.

These few moves are as fast as thunder.

The battle continued, and the disciples of the Wind and Thunder Sect had slowly calmed down after the initial panic.

The two half-foot-long short swords were already stained with the blood of the disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect.

Until the two long swords catch the two short swords each.

Wind and thunder double swords, the blade of Qi Zhenjun, the creator of the Wind and Thunder Gate.

Qi Zhenjun's face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily in a low voice: "Xu Xueting, do you Divine Dragon Sect want to start a war with my Wind Thunder Sect?"

Xu Xueting's answer was a series of sword lights.

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