Of the thirteen masters of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, only Yue Dingyu's whereabouts are unknown, and the rest are all left in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but at this moment, the only ones who really have combat power are laughing and frivolous, Mo Tolerable, Nangong Aotian, Fengyun is unparalleled, Nangong asked, Zhao Tianling, Bai Qiu is seven, and the remaining six are either still in retreat and penance, or their whereabouts are unknown.

Outside the Hating Heaven City, Mo Rong stood still with his hands behind his back, looking at the countless cannons at the head of the Hating Heaven City, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although the Hatred Heaven City also has a city-defending mechanism such as machine artillery, it is not known how many times worse than the mountain gate of Qilin Mountain, these machine cannons can stop the martial artists under the general giant power realm, and even the martial artists of the Sky Breaking Realm can come and go freely.

"Fourth brother, you go and lure out the City Lord of the Hatred Heaven City!" Mo Rong glanced at the Fengyun Wushuang behind him, and the Fengyun Wushuang smiled, his body burst up, and he quickly rushed towards the head of the Hatred Heaven City.

The three of them had already been discovered in the Hating Heaven City, and seeing the Storm Warrior smashing into the city, countless machine cannons erupted with a single order, and one after another spars containing strange power were sent out from the machine cannons of the Sky Hate City.

In the face of the attack of the machine artillery, Fengyun Wushuang seemed to be unimpressed, his palms flew up, and the palm wind formed a small barrier, no matter how the machine artillery attacked, he couldn't help Fengyun Wushuang, on the contrary, Fengyun Wushuang was constantly approaching the head of the Hating Sky City.

Ouyang Hai, the city lord of Hating Heaven City, had already received a report from his subordinates at this moment, and stood at the head of Hating Heaven City with ten innate martial artists of Hating Heaven City, and eleven pairs of eyes were only staring at the air and facing the machine artillery with ease.

"Extreme move, the wind breaks the earth!" Fengyun Wushuang had also seen Ouyang Hai and the others at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his hands were drawn into the void, and a huge force gathered all over his body, and under the palm of his hand, a huge palm print flew out of his hand and hit the city where Ouyang Hai and the others were located.

Fengyun Wushuang gathered all the strength of his body to send out the extreme move, the power was huge, the cannon at the head of the city was constantly destroyed, seeing that the city wall was about to be destroyed by Fengyun Wushuang, Ouyang Hai couldn't help it anymore, with a roar, his palms turned over the sky, and a blow sent out a majestic force, shaking the palm print made by Fengyun Wushuang.

Fengyun Wushuang's figure flew back, the corners of his mouth flashed a hint of bright red, Ouyang Hai's cultivation was unfathomable, and he was not under Qi Tianluo, although Fengyun Wushuang had achieved cultivation, but after all, there was no way to compare with the three demon-level masters of Nangong Aotian, who was much more advanced than his own cultivation, there was still no way to match him.

"Go out with me and wave the three masters of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion!" Ouyang Hai shook back, snorted coldly, and flew down with ten Heavenly City Innate Cultivators, flying towards the three of Mo Tolerance.

The two strong confrontations, Mo Tole's expression was still calm, and he faced Ouyang Hai indifferently.

Looking at the three masters of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in front of him, Ouyang Hai was furious in his heart, he and Xiu Tianfeng had just been separated for a short time, and the Xiaoxiang Pavilion dared to find his own hatred of Tiancheng, obviously he didn't put himself in his eyes, and he only dispatched the three of them, despising himself to the extreme.

However, Ouyang Hai has fought with Zhao Tianling, the ninth master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and knows that the combat power of the master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not weak, although Zhao Tianling's cultivation is far inferior to himself, but he has not won or lost a thousand moves against himself, and the second master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion in front of him is even more unfathomable, he only met once not long ago, and did not fight, but when he picks up his combat power, he should be above the nine masters of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Hesitating in his heart, Ouyang Hai already regretted it in his heart at the moment, the strength of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was unfathomable, and it was obviously not something he could deal with, he promised the Heaven and Earth Palace to deal with the Xiaoxiang Pavilion this time, I was afraid that it would cause the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to counterattack, and the Heaven Hating City that he founded would be wiped out in an instant.

"Brother Ouyang!" Just when Ouyang Hai was undecided, unable to think of how to deal with the three masters from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion this time, Mo Yan had already smiled first.

Ouyang Hai saw that Mo Tolerance didn't seem to want Xingshi to ask for guilt, his heart moved, and he replied with a smile on his face: "The second master of Xiaoxiang came to hate Tiancheng this time, but what advice do you have?"

"I don't dare to advise, I came here this time to solve the misunderstanding between our Xiaoxiang Pavilion and your hatred of Tiancheng. Mo Rong smiled faintly.

"I don't remember any misunderstanding between us!" Ouyang Hai smiled, with a cunning expression.

"Since there is no misunderstanding, then the misunderstanding has been resolved, and in the future, how about our Xiaoxiang Pavilion and the Hating Heaven City to maintain the Southern Regions together. ”

"Of course, of course, in the future, we hate Tiancheng as the head of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Ouyang Hai smiled and nodded again and again when he heard this.

Seeing Mo Tolerance leaving, Ouyang Hai let out a deep sigh and returned to the Heavenly City with ten Heavenly City Innate Cultivators.

"Second brother, we should take action to deter Ouyang Hai, otherwise this guy won't be honest!" Fengyun Wushuang was shocked by Ouyang Hai's palm, and he was very dissatisfied with Ouyang Hai in his heart, and kept chattering on the way back.

Mo Rong smiled dumbly: "It's best not to make a move, I think Ouyang Hai is an understanding person, for this joint worship of Sword Mountain, the Rahu Sect has already regretted fighting with us, and we don't have to kill them all, what the Southern Regions need is balance, and we don't need our Xiaoxiang Pavilion to dominate the Southern Regions." ”

"It's not very good for our Xiaoxiang Pavilion to dominate the Southern Regions, I really don't understand why the big boss didn't destroy some small and medium-sized forces in the Southern Regions such as Worship Sword Mountain and Hate Heavenly City, in this way, we occupy the entire Southern Regions, and we will be able to compete with the other fourteen major forces of Yunxiang Kingdom. Nangong asked, puzzled.

Mo Rong's face was solemn, he stopped his figure, turned to look at the wind and clouds behind him, Nangong asked the two of them: " You shouldn't question the decision of the big boss, it's understandable for the big boss to do this, you only see that our Xiaoxiang Pavilion now has no opponent in the Southern Regions, but you don't know about the fourteen major forces of Yunxiang Country, after Yunxiang Country was occupied by Yuntian Kingdom, there are still thirty-two regions in total, of which twenty-eight are divided by the fourteen major forces of Yunxiang Kingdom, and the remaining four areas are the situation of small and medium-sized forces in Yunxiang Country, that is, our Southern Regions, Anhui Region, Shangzhou, and Jinzhou. ”

"The Southern Regions respect us, the Anhui Regions are dominated by the Henglong Villa, and there are countless small forces gathered around, while Shangzhou and Jinzhou have three medium-sized forces that contain each other. Nangong asked softly.

"Since you know this, then do you know that our Southern Regions are now surrounded by Mutian Star Palace, Heaven and Earth Palace, if our family is dominant, it will inevitably cause the fear of Mutian Star Palace, Heaven and Earth Palace, when they join forces to attack us, how can we resist. Mo Ren sighed, shook his head and sighed.

"Don't say that they join forces, even if any of them are together, we are not opponents, the profound heritage of the large forces of Yunxiang Country is far from being comparable to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion that we have just established for more than ten years. Fengyun Wushuang nodded.

"It's good that you know, it is for this reason that the big boss will let the Rahu Sect, worship the Sword Mountain, and hate the Heavenly City to become stronger, originally we only need to hide our strength and develop ourselves, but I didn't expect that this time the Heaven and Earth Palace would unite the three major forces to deal with our Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and in desperation, the big boss used thunderous means to recover the Rahu Sect, but it was already the limit, before we fully digested the Rahu Sect, we were not suitable for the war. ”

"I understand, it is easy to defeat the Heavenly City and worship Sword Mountain, but after defeating them, we will have to face the two major forces of Heaven and Earth Palace and Mutian Star Palace, rather than this, it is better to let Heavenly City and Sword Mountain become our barrier. Nangong asked and nodded with a smile.

The three of them said as they thought about the direction of Qilin Mountain and flew away.

At the same time, the two masters under Baijian Mountain were inseparable.

Zhao Tianling's hands shook again and again, and the Nine Heavens Silver Wire Lock continued to perform extreme moves, and Zhao Tianling's opponent was a middle-aged martial artist with a scimitar in his hand.

The two masters fought fiercely, Zhao Tianling's right hand suddenly sounded, and the soul bell rang, and the middle-aged martial artist who used the scimitar was caught off guard, and was covered by the Luo Wang formed by the Nine Heavens Silver Wire Lock wielded by Zhao Tianling's hands, and he couldn't move.

"Deputy Mountain Lord, you lost this battle, what else do you have to say about Worship Sword Mountain?" Zhao Tianling looked at Li Wanheng, the deputy mountain master of Worship Sword Mountain, who was trapped by herself, and said with a faint smile.

Li Wanheng's face was pale, glaring at Zhao Tianling, behind Li Wanheng, the face of Xiu Tianfeng, the lord of Baijian Mountain, was full of nervousness, Li Wanheng was the second master of Baijian Mountain, this time he had just come out of retreat, and he didn't expect to meet the people of Xiaoxiang Pavilion who came to the door, he originally wanted to talk with the people of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but he didn't expect to be destroyed by Li Wanheng, the result is self-evident, Li Wanheng wanted to see what the master of Xiaoxiang Pavilion had to do, and he dared to come to Baijian Mountain with three people.

As a result, Li Wanheng faced the nine masters of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and returned in defeat.

"The three masters, this time we calculated that the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not our worship of Sword Mountain, this matter will not happen in the future, and I also ask the Nine Masters to release our deputy mountain master of Sword Mountain. ”

Zhao Tianling listened to Xiu Tianfeng's words, turned her head to look at Nangong Aotian, and after seeing Nangong Aotian nodding, she shook her hand and withdrew the Nine Heavens Silver Wire Lock.

"Slut, you use a magic weapon, I'm not convinced in this battle, I also have a magic weapon in my hand!" Li Wanheng had just been released, roared angrily, stepped out, pressed his hands into the void, and a small golden seal flew out of Li Wanheng's eyebrows.

The small golden seal suddenly grew larger in the air, releasing a boundless golden light covering Zhao Tianling.

Zhao Tianling just put away the Nine Heavens Silver Wire Lock, and when she heard Li Wanheng's words, she couldn't help but be furious in her heart, and just wanted to make a move, Nangong Aotian had already moved in front of Zhao Tianling, and the magic weapon in her hand was shocked, and a drizzle of wind swept through Li Wanheng's neck, and Li Wanheng was killed by Nangong Aotian before the golden small seal magic weapon could fully exert its power.