The sky was already getting slightly brighter, and the rare "four times a night chicken" in the Wuwei Taoist sect did not crow once. As if it was drunk yesterday.
Master and disciple Sun Dakui and Li Jianger were snoring loudly. Without the local chickens to disturb the people, the master and apprentice slept particularly deeply.
Chu Feilong also had a drink yesterday because he was happy, and he still hasn't woken up yet. Xu Tianqing leaned on his chest quietly and thought about things.
Chu Feiyan got up early and walked outside the mountain gate alone. She must insist on exercising every morning.
She had just left the mountain gate and met two beautiful sisters. These two sisters were unfamiliar to each other, but they were very beautiful, which made her feel a sense of intimacy.
"Who are the two sisters?" she asked softly with a smile and her eyes scanning the two women.
The two women stared at her blankly, saying nothing for a long time.
Qingfeng turned to look at Mingyue, the surprise in her eyes could no longer be concealed, "What kind of spiritual root does this child... have?"
Mingyue shook her head slightly. With their cultivation in the soul refining stage, they could not accurately tell the spiritual root of the little girl in front of them. One can imagine what kind of genius she was.
Mingyue said happily, "Sister, if we just take this child back, it will be a worthwhile trip."
Qingfeng nodded and said: "It seems that this Magu Valley is really not simple."
As Qingfeng spoke, her eyes fell on the big stone engraved with "Wuwei Taoist Sect" outside the mountain gate. Her eyebrows condensed for a moment, and she couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in her heart. How could such a down-and-out sect really be like this? Is there anyone who can defeat Aunt Qin?
Chu Feiyan vaguely heard the conversation between the two and subconsciously took a step back, guessing that the two women in front of her might have bad intentions.
"Who are you?" Chu Feiyan asked their identities again, but her tone had changed.
Mingyue's eyes never left Chu Feiyan. She kept looking at the little girl up and down, secretly shocked. Even his master or the master of the Nine Nether Sect definitely does not have such heaven-defying spiritual roots. Only the young master Qin Lan is qualified to compete with her in terms of spiritual roots.
The little girl in front of her would definitely be robbed by various sects in the world of cultivation. But luckily they met today. Her Jiuyou Mystic Sect has ten thousand ways to make this girl obediently become a disciple of their sect. As long as she brings this baby back, it will definitely be a miracle.
Chu Feiyan never got an answer from the other party, and at the same time, her whole body was hairy from the fiery gazes of the two people.
At this moment, a man walked up behind the two women. When the man saw Chu Feiyan, his expression suddenly changed.
"It's you!" The man raised his orchid finger, pointed at Chu Feiyan and shouted hysterically: "It's her, two sisters. It was because of this little guy that I was deposed."
"Oh?" Qingfeng's eyes flickered and he smiled, "It seems that this is it. This time we are going to kill two birds with one stone."
Chu Feiyan also recognized the man pointing at her. It was this man who stole her outside Prince Chu's mansion a few years ago. At this moment, she suddenly understood that all the people in front of her were enemies.
"Dad!" Chu Feiyan turned around and ran towards the mountain gate.
Qingfeng and Mingyue didn't chase her. In their opinion, both the little girl and the down-and-out sect were already within their grasp.
Soon, streams of light fell down, and a total of 17 female monks lined up behind Qingfeng and Mingyue.
Qingfeng said coldly: "Listen to me, don't hurt that little girl. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Yes, senior sister."
Qingfeng said again: "No one will be left alive."
"As you command!"
All the female monks released an astonishing aura at the same time, and in an instant, these monks shone brightly. There was a strong sense of chilling. Seventeen female cultivators followed Qingfeng and Mingyue and pressed into the mountain gate of Wuwei Taoist Sect. The red light of the rising sun approaches with the brilliance of these monks. The entire Wuwei Taoist sect was overwhelmed.
In the forbidden area behind the Wuwei Taoist Sect, a green light rose into the sky. Xiao Sannian held a nine-foot sword in his hand and stood proudly in the sky. He roared loudly, and his roar was like thunder.
"Who is coming!"
Xiao Sannian burst out with his strongest momentum, and there was no trace of the demeanor of an aging old man in his body. The wind of strength suddenly appeared.
Everyone in the Wuwei Taoist Sect rushed out of their cabins, and when they saw the scene in front of them, their hearts felt cold.
Seventeen monks were already standing outside their house. Among them are seven Jindan monks, and the other ten are also monks in the spirit transformation realm.
The two women at the front have not yet revealed their cultivation, but the coercion of the high-level monks fell on the disciples of the Wuwei Taoist sect, making them even more afraid.
Laughing for three years fell in front of the disciples, pointing the sword in his hand at the people opposite. Looking at these women, he felt clear in his heart.
"Nine Nether Sect."
Qingfeng looked at the wisp of silver beard that smiled for three years and said with a smile: "I guess there is no need for me to say more. You know why we are here. Not anyone from the Jiuyou Mystic Sect can be killed by small sects like you." of."
"You dare?" Xiao Sannian slashed out the long sword in his hand. The green light of the long sword suddenly appeared, and instantly there was an ice wall blocking the two camps.
Qingfeng was surprised: "Oh? A small sect actually possesses a mysterious weapon?"
Mingyue laughed and said: "Hahaha, okay, kill three birds with one stone!"
After the words fell, two huge female silhouettes appeared behind Qingfeng and Mingyue.
The Ice Soul Sword in Xiao Sannian's hand shook slightly, "Soul Refining Realm! Those are two Soul Realm monks!"
When these two soul trace images appeared in Magu Valley. Everyone in the Wuwei Taoist sect was completely plunged into despair.
I still remember that Chu Feilong tried his best to fight Qin Gu in Xiaogushan, but he was instantly defeated in just one move. The suppression of realm is an insurmountable gap. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to change the outcome of the battle due to any fighting skills or fighting mentality.
Now, in front of them, there are seven monks with golden elixir cultivation, and two monks are actually Soul Realm monks. In a battle with such disparity in strength, they have no chance of defeating each other.
There is still more unwillingness in their hearts.
Just yesterday they were drinking happily about the future of the Wuwei Taoist sect. Chu Feiyan was recognized by Xuan Bing's magical power. This has already destined the future glory of Wuwei Taoism. Just give them time, even if it's only a dozen years. Chu Feiyan can grow up.
But fate plays tricks on people, and God is ruthless. God wants to destroy them the day after they see hope.
"Lao San, Lao San. Damn you." laughed for three years and cursed, "You have already calculated the outcome of our Wuwei Taoist sect today. Why! Why!" He roared, pointing the Ice Soul Sword at the two A huge phantom said fiercely: "I have the ice soul in my hand, a soul-level monk, so what should I fear?"
Chu Feilong's eyes were already blood red. He pulled Chu Feiyan down behind him. Staring at the female monks in front of them.
Xu Tianqing watched as the man beside him gradually fell into madness. Endless sadness arose in my heart. She walked out step by step. There was no trace of fear on his face. She walked until she was in front of Qingfeng and Mingyue.
"I killed the person. It has nothing to do with anyone else. I am willing to end my life here. Don't make things difficult for others."
"Okay!" Mingyue looked at Xu Tianqing with great interest, "We are not unreasonable people. We have our own grievances and debts. As long as you die here, we can leave."
A hint of joy flashed across Xu Tianqing's face. "Okay, I hope you won't break your promise." After she said that, she took out her sword and inserted it into her chest without hesitation.
Xu Tianqing once saw a fragment of the future in a fantasy world. In that scene, a long sword was ruthlessly inserted into her chest. But she would never have imagined that she had inserted the sword herself.
The long sword pierced his body inch by inch, and blood flowed out with the long sword. Her body was naturally in great pain. But her heart didn't hurt at all. She exchanged her life for the continuation of Wuwei Taoism, and for the lives of her husband, daughter, and everyone else. She felt that her death was worth it...
Chu Feilong's big hand held hers, and at the same time he pulled out the sword that had penetrated her chest a few inches. "Silly girl, do you think this can save everyone? It's useless."
"Brother!"
"They want all of our lives." The blood redness in Chu Feilong's eyes had receded, and his eyes looked calm.
He is a ninth-generation disciple of the Wuwei Taoist sect, but it seems that everyone has forgotten that he was also the King of Chu of the Xia Kingdom who once decided the direction of the war between the seven kingdoms in the Western Regions. He has seen too much death, and he has personally participated in too many tragic battles. At the critical moment of life and death, the dignified King of Chu of Xia Kingdom showed a calmness and calmness that no one could match.
Decades of battlefield life have sharpened Chu Feilong's character as a superior person. He took the sword from Xu Tianqing's hand. He also made a cut on his arm. Then he slowly said to Xu Tianqing: "I heard that the monks of Jiuyou Mystery Sect can cast spells instantly. The pain of the wound can keep us awake at all times, at least we will not die from their spells."
Xu Tianqing was completely lost under those firm and calm eyes. For a moment, she forgot everything around her and only saw the man who had obsessed her for half her life.
Chu Feilong looked back at everyone, and without waiting for Xiao Sansanyan to speak, he said to everyone in a deep voice: "Use all means to delay Yan'er's escape."
He had already seen the situation in front of him clearly, and the demise of the Wuwei Taoist Sect today was a foregone conclusion. The best they can do is to save their daughter, the only child of the Wuwei Taoist sect.
His kingly style was revealed again. In a life-and-death situation, only he could decisively make the most correct decision in the shortest time. At times like this, the decision he makes cannot be questioned by anyone.
Chu Xiao has already unsheathed his sword. The fear in my heart gradually turned into a faint excitement. This is the feeling that their warriors will have before a battle. His blood was flowing rapidly in his body, as if he had returned to the familiar battlefield at this moment, and saw the familiar scene of General Chu leading the soldiers to charge.
"General, let Xiao Yi take the lead!"
