"Damn! what ......"

Qing Zhou and Ao Yunfei, the deacons of the East Sword Pavilion, felt the terrifying power that could annihilate a qiqi in front of them before they could stop the sword light, and they turned sharply and fled as quickly as possible.

After the power of the Extreme Moves of the Cold Yao Demon exploded, the earth-shattering explosions rang out wave after wave, but this was caused by the loss of the imprisonment of the Zixiao Tiangang Divine Thunder that was frozen by the extremely cold freezing air, and exploded in an instant.

Chang Shun, the elder of the Huashan faction who was holding the golden turtle shield, bore the brunt of the attack, and in an instant, he was blasted out hundreds of miles away by the terrifying explosion power, first frozen by the extremely cold air, and then bombarded by the purple thunder, and the surface of this high-grade golden turtle shield was suddenly cracked by the cobwebs of the explosion. Chang Shun, the elder of Huashan who was protected by the Golden Turtle Shield, was even more severely injured on the spot, blood sprayed wildly, and before he could deal with it more, the second wave of terrifying explosion power rushed again, and the Golden Turtle Shield could no longer bear it, and it exploded directly.

"Ahh

It's a pity that the four assassins of the Dark Feather Clan who participated in the siege didn't even dodge the blast impact of the first wave of Zixiao Divine Thunder and vaporized on the spot, and the flying ash was difficult to survive, and the old eunuch Mo Xi, who was fighting with Mu Weiming, had already put away his contempt on the way to chase all the way, and when Mu Weiming sent out the extreme move of the Han Yao Demon, he immediately collected his defense, and at the same time retreated.

Even so, Mo Xi was still extremely severely injured in the explosion of the Zixiao Tiangang Divine Thunder, and if it weren't for his profound internal strength, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

The old eunuch Rongtian didn't have so much luck, he originally came to help Mo Xi, and when he saw Mu Weiming's Han Yao Demon coming out, relying on his own cultivation to be much higher than his opponent, he took advantage of the thunderous blow and directly blasted into the shining cold light, and the result can be imagined.

It's miserable and miserable. The poor old eunuch Rongtian was directly blurred by the flesh and blood of the high-grade Zixiao Divine Thunder, and after flying out of hundreds of zhang, he fell to the ground heavily, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

As for Mu Weiming, the moment he made his extreme move, he turned into a ray of cold light and fled in the opposite direction. To be honest, he has no bottom in his heart about how powerful the top-grade Zixiao Divine Thunder is, and his understanding is just the power boasted by Zhu Helou's shopkeeper Jian Yin, but it is definitely not wrong to flee for his life before the Zixiao Divine Thunder explodes.

No one chases.

After the destruction of miè, except for a few mountain ranges within the impact range of the explosion, several mountain ranges of the Sword Cultivation Sect that had opened the mountain protection array with all their might were spared. The rest of the mountains have disappeared.

The raging air was rolling, and Mu Weiming, who had fled far away, went and returned, holding the endless chaotic power, and the evil yuan palm came out again, and the demonic qi was arrogant, devouring the soul and devouring the flames, and directly hit the old eunuch Mo Xi who was seriously injured and fled.

The old eunuch was shocked to realize the killing move behind him, and immediately turned around and slapped it, but at the same time, he was hit by the aftermath of the explosion. Wound upon wound, fall into the void.

Honk!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mu Weiming, who took the opportunity to pursue, was not comfortable, and secretly scolded that the quality of the divine thunder of the Zhuhe Tower was too good. After blocking the impact of the two waves of air, he took advantage of the situation and fled away. The flying ships of the dead eunuchs and the ninjas of the Darksword Alliance were coming back and forth, and he was not interested in fighting hard. The white light passed through the gap and disappeared without a trace.

The two deacons of the East Sword Pavilion, who were in a state of shock, also didn't care to track down who the person who had escaped. The two of them glanced at each other, and after emitting the unique transmission sword light of the East Sword Pavilion, they stood up in the air. Together, a huge sword light was sent out to block the path of the Dark Sword Alliance and the Dongchang Dragon-shaped Flying Ship.

The old eunuch Jun Yu of Dongchang snorted coldly, and the orchid finger pinched the sword and swirled, volleying a little, and it was in the center of the sword light, and the sword light was shattered, and the sword qi escaped in all directions.

"Who are you who dare to be presumptuous in the Sword Domain?" Deacon Qingzhou raised his sword, and with a flash of his sword, he intercepted Jun Yuyi, the old eunuch of Dongchang who wanted to break through the customs and leave.

Unable to dodge, Jun Yu turned around and turned around, with a ding, the sword was clear, and the silver mang was spit out, and in an instant, the sword of the deacon Qingzhou was gone, and the move seemed to be light, but the old eunuch had to retreat back to the boundary where the previous sword light fell.

"Presumptuous, hum, things that don't know whether they are alive or dead, retreat to our family!" Seeing that Mu Weiming was about to escape out of sight, Jun Yu pressed his wolf eyebrows, and his anger rose from his heart, and his sword was a ruthless killing move.

"Morning Blossom Sunrise!"

The morning sun is cold and dewy, wet and damp and cool and cool, the sunflower raises its head, and the sunflower turns into ten thousand swords, which is instantaneous, and it shoots directly at the center of gravity of Deacon Qingzhou's abdomen. The sword of the old eunuch Jun Yuyi is not as simple as abolishing the cultivation of Qingzhou Daoist, but also to turn Qingzhou Deacon into his kind.

Deacon Qingzhou's face sank, he didn't expect the old eunuch opposite to use such shameless and obscene moves, but to talk to the eunuch about shameless and indecent things, I'm afraid it's very unrealistic, and the top priority is to protect his key parts first.

Although Ao Yunfei was not the target of this sword, he had already felt a chill between his legs, but he immediately drew his sword to change his move, echoing Deacon Qingzhou.

"Winter Sleeping Dragon!"

The two swords merged, turned into a green dragon, roared and jumped, swallowed Jun Yuyi's morning flower yin sword in one bite, and in an instant, the sword wind swirled, and the violent sword qi burst out in all directions, Qingzhou and Ao Yunfei The two deacons were both injured and flew upside down, and at the same time, Jun Yuyi was also affected by the sword qi and retreated ten zhang to the land.

Damn! Jun Yu stood in the void, straightened the official hat that was crooked by the impact of the sword qi, and when he looked into the distance, there was still a trace of Mu Weiming, not even a little spark was found.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the soft sword in his palm swirled, and Jun Yuyi looked gloomily at the two deacons of the East Sword Pavilion who were vomiting blood in front of him, ready to capture the two first.

Feeling the yin sword momentum emanating from Jun Yuyi, the injured Qing Zhou and Ao Yunfei glanced at each other, and the secret path was not good, the previous joint move could not win with the sword moves passed down by the pavilion master, but now I am afraid that it will be even more dangerous.

"The sword is boundless!"

"Ryuwo Asakawa!"

Threatened by their lives, Qing Zhou and Ao Yunfei made sword moves, paying full attention, exhausting all the sword yuan, and preparing to fight for life, as long as they waited for the arrival of the sword envoy of the East Sword Pavilion, they would be able to avoid the crisis.

Suddenly, a little sword light in the void slashed through the void, and Qing Zhou and Ao Yunfei, who had not made a sword move, only felt a pain in their hearts, and they fell into the void, and there was no more life.

Originally, he was still amazed by the powerful power of the two deacons' sword moves, but the old eunuch Jun Yuyi didn't expect that the two would die so silently, and the murderer still stood swaggering in front of everyone after killing people, not afraid of the joint attack of the masters of the East Factory.

With long hair and a slender figure, the female killer of the dark sword killer appeared silently in the void in a pitch-black tights.

"Who are you?" the old eunuch Jun Yuyi re-grasped the soft sword that was flying in the air, and the woman in front of him gave him an inexplicable pressure, so that he had to hold the sword in his hand.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that your trouble is coming!" Leaving a burst of laughter like silver bells, the female killer turned into a sword and disappeared into the void.

Demonic energy! Sword Intent!

The old eunuch frowned, looked to the east, and saw three extremely terrifying sword lights shooting towards here, and a hundred miles behind the three sword lights, there were more than ten sword corrections in the middle of the Yuan Infant rushing towards here.

On the dragon-shaped flying ship, the Gonghua Zijin of the West Factory and Lin Zhifeng, the Governor of the East Factory, rose into the air at the same time, completely exuding their momentum and blocking the strong sword intent oppression.

......

"Young Alliance Master, Canglan Holy Sect Elder Qing Shaohan, Little Extreme North Heavenly Palace Elder Jing Han, and Deacon of the Ethereal Sword Sect came to visit in a melancholy manner. Yue Gui, the elder of the Nine Kingdoms Cultivation Alliance, respectfully reported outside the house, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't see any response from inside the house, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Could it be that the Young Alliance Master is practicing? It's just that the few visitors who came are all extremely important figures to the Nine Kingdoms Cultivation True Alliance, and the reception cannot be delayed, Yue Gui shook off his doubts, straightened his posture, and reported again: "Young Alliance Master, Elder Qing Shaohan of the Canglan Holy Sect, Elder Jing Han of the Little Extreme North Heavenly Palace, and Deacon of the Ethereal Sword Sect are coming to visit in a melancholy manner. ”

After waiting for a few breaths, there was still no response in the house, which made Yue Gui a little anxious, but there was no way, maybe the Young Alliance Master's practice was at a critical juncture, and his two reports were probably disturbing the Young Alliance Master, which was a big deal.

In desperation, Yue Gui could only wait respectfully outside the house, and as for the three sect fellow Daoists who were still waiting in the living room, they could only let them wait a little longer.

After a while, a gray light fell, and Yue Gui, who was waiting quietly in Situ's early summer house, was so frightened that he pushed open the door directly without caring about the report.

"En?" Situ Chuxia, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and looked at the elder Yue Gui who suddenly broke in, and his sword intent was full of energy, almost causing Yue Gui to fly out upside down with a shock.

Yue Gui stumbled, standing still in danger and danger, seeing that the Shaomeng Master Situ was safe in early summer, the big stone in his heart let go of most of it, and at the same time turned from horror to surprise, it was obvious that their Shaomeng major was once again refined.

"Elder Yue, next time without my permission, don't break into my room. Situ Chuxia's words were displeased.

"Yes, yes, it's the subordinates who are reckless. Yue Gui nodded again and again, "It's just that my subordinates just saw a gray light enter the room of the young alliance master, and thought it was ......"

Situ Chuxia stood up, picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip, "This is my business, Elder Yue doesn't have to worry about it." In the future, there is no need to mention it again. ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand. Outside, the Elder of the Canglan Holy Sect, Qing Shaohan, the Elder of the Little Extreme North Heavenly Palace, and the Deacon of the Ethereal Sword Sect are still waiting for the Young Alliance Master in a melancholy night, and the Young Alliance Master please meet with him, after all, they are all allies, and the Buddha Sect is ......."

Waving his hand to stop Yue Gui's broken thoughts, Situ Chuxia put the divine sword behind his back: "Is there a deacon from the Ethereal Sword Sect?" Let's go, I'll go meet them." ”

In the hall, Qing Shaohan, the elder of the Canglan Holy Sect, was pacing with his hands in his hands, admiring the landscape paintings in the hall; the Elder Jinghan of the Little Extreme North Heavenly Palace was sitting in his seat and closing his eyes, waiting for his master to appear; and the deacon of the Ethereal Sword Sect was drinking cup after cup of tea on the table in the quiet night, and he was a little uncertain, but he didn't know why.

The breeze blew in, Situ stepped into the wind in early summer, and saluted the three of them: "The breakthrough in early summer is imminent, so you have been waiting for a long time." Elder Yue, take out the Qingluan Qiong treasured in the alliance and apologize to the three Daoists. ”

"Slow!" Jinghan Zhenren said coldly, and raised his hand to stop: "This time we are here for the divine sword behind you in the early summer of the Young Alliance!"

"Oh, my divine sword?" The smile dissipated, and the atmosphere suddenly condensed, Situ Chuxia put away his invited hand and looked directly at the frosty face of the pure cold real person. (To be continued......)