After decades of ups and downs, the Chiayi Sect has been covered with vicissitudes of life, and it is one of the few great sects in the world that has not repaired its headquarters.
However, walking around has a unique flavor.
Yun Dongliu led the two of them through several corridors and came to a small courtyard.
There was an apologetic smile on his face:
"There are too many people coming here these days, so I can only trouble two heroines to share a room..."
"What did Master Yun say? Our sisters are disturbing us by coming here without permission."
Bai Xian'er smiled slightly, her smart eyes half-bent, looking playful.
"The two heroines have a rest for a while. Yun will go and boil some tea and food for you two."
Yundongliu didn't squint his eyes and gave a slight salute.
"A pot of tea is enough. Our sisters also bring dry food."
Bai Xian'er responded with a gift:
"Here comes Hero Lao Yun."
Yun Dongliu smiled bitterly, turned and left.
The two of them waited until his back disappeared, then walked into the room unhurriedly.
The decoration of the guest room is simple and plain, but it is extremely clean and has obviously been cleaned.
squeak~
Bai Xianer closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, the chivalrous sect was mixed with dragons and snakes, and there were no one knows how many masters there were on the ground list. It was too exciting for the two of them from the demon sect to walk here.
If she was discovered, not to mention her, even Wu Shuang would be afraid of falling here.
"Senior sister performed well. After all, she has gone through experience."
Wu Shuang, on the other hand, just smiled lightly without any nervousness.
"Junior sister is not afraid."
Bai Xianer wiped the seat, asked Wushuang to sit down, and gently squeezed his shoulders:
"There are so many decent martial arts people from the Chivalry Sect gathering here. Is it too dangerous for Junior Sister to come here?"
From the entrance of Chivalrous Gate to this house, she felt the aura of no less than ten Qi masters, and she had to be careful.
"Feng Qingxuan came to this chivalry sect, so naturally I can come too."
Wushuang, please pull up your long hair and said calmly.
"Holy... Feng Qingxuan wants to use the righteousness of Jianghu to build up his own momentum to break through, so why bother, junior sister?"
Bai Xian'er was a little confused.
Although she knew that Wushuang wanted to compete with Feng Qingxuan for the position of the leader of the Six Hells Demon Sect, not to mention that this Demon Lord was still young and powerful and wanted to pass on the throne.
Without overpowering the martial arts of the other great Dharma Kings, it would be impossible to compete for the position of sect leader.
It is too early to compete at this time.
"The Fighting Demon Heart Sutra is the most powerful magical skill of our Holy Sect. However, it cannot beat my White Lotus Heart Sutra until it develops its momentum. But if it achieves its momentum, it will be difficult to limit it..."
Wushuang chuckled lightly, his eyes dim:
"Then Feng Qingxuan wants to take advantage of the situation to break through, how can I tolerate him?"
"Junior sister, are you trying to sabotage this matter?"
Bai Xian'er's heart skipped a beat and she was a little scared: "Junior sister, you once said that this matter was the intention of Lord Demon..."
"So what if the Demon Lord knows about it? A loser will not let the Demon Lord care."
As he spoke, Wushuang tapped the table lightly:
"Even the Demon Lord may not be unaware of my purpose of going down the mountain!"
"What?"
Bai Xian'er was surprised: "Then, let's..."
"Senior sister, you have stayed in the mud for too long, which is not good."
Wushuang's voice was a little cold:
"I hope you can make some progress after this incident, otherwise..."
"Junior sister said yes!"
Bai Xian'er's face turned pale and she forcibly calmed down:
"Then what do you want to do here, junior sister?"
She knew that no matter what Wushuang wanted to do, she had no choice but to follow it to the end.
A duplicitous person cannot survive even in the Demon Sect.
"If the War Demon Heart Sutra is to build momentum, it is natural to come to the door in a dignified manner! These martial arts people only thought that Feng Qingxuan was afraid of Yun Haitian, but they never thought that he was building momentum and was waiting for Yun Haitian to recover from his injuries and return to his full glory. !”
Wushuang's eyes were filled with ripples, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised behind the veil:
"He wants to be upright and build momentum, but I just can't do what he wants!"
"Junior sister wants to take action against Yun Haitian?"
Bai Xian'er frowned slightly.
Yun Haitian has been famous for many years and has outstanding achievements. Many masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty have died under him. He once fought against King Chi Lian and survived, and later fought against the leader of the Beggar Clan, Wang Jianglong, several times.
It can be said that he is the well-deserved number one person under the divine veins.
How can Wushuang have such confidence?
"It's not just martial arts that can defeat a person. The heavy damage to the soul is much more painful than the physical body..."
Wushuang said lightly and suddenly tapped the table with his fingers.
Bai Xian'er immediately stopped speaking.
"Two heroines, the tea has been boiled."
Yun Dongliu's voice sounded outside the door.
A smile appeared on Wushuang's face and he responded softly:
"Master Yun, please come in."
........
Three red suns adorn the blue sky, and the sea of clouds rolls thousands of miles away.
In the Zhongzhou Plain, the terrain is open and thousands of hectares of fertile farmland stretch as far as the eye can see. Many rivers, including the Dalong River and the Lancang River, flow through the land like roaring dragons.
Dalong River, Changlong River, and Lancang River were the three largest rivers in the Dafeng Dynasty.
It nourishes and irrigates the seventy-three prefectures of Dafeng, thousands of prefectures and cities, and countless fertile fields. It can be called the river of life in Dafeng.
These three rivers crisscross the north and south, rarely intersecting, and the only intersection is Zhongzhou Wanlong Lake!
Wanlong Lake is 6,300 miles long from east to west and 3,400 miles wide from north to south. It is the largest lake in Dafeng and even in the world.
It describes the countless fishermen and the countless fertile fields along the coast.
boom!
Boom!
The surging river water rolls in, like thousands of dragons returning to the sea, splashing boundless waves under a towering mountain peak in the center of the lake.
This peak is called Wanlong Peak.
It is located in the middle of Wanlong Lake and has been baptized by countless rivers for countless years. It is a famous mountain famous all over the world.
The one who occupies this mountain is one of the major sects of Dafeng Zhengdao, the Longque Sect.
According to legend, this sect was passed down from the master Longque Sword seven hundred years ago. Unfortunately, seven hundred years have passed and all the ups and downs have gone away.
Although it has not been reduced to a third-rate sect, it has long since lost its former glory.
There are not many children left in the sect. If Cao Zhan, the current leader, had not achieved great success and ranked among the top ten in the earth rankings, he might not even be able to hold on to the Ten Thousand Dragons Peak.
Wanlong Peak, in front of the Longque Sect Mountain Gate.
Step~
A jet-black dragon boot stepped on the white stone floor and arrived in front of the Dragon Bird Sect's mountain gate.
"Above the Thousand-foot Peak, the white jade pavement covering the ten-mile mountain gate has not changed for seven hundred years. I really don't know how elegant the Dragon Bird Sword Master was back then."
The breeze blew the black cloak, Feng Qingxuan looked at the rolling lake water at the foot of Wanlong Mountain, thinking about those days, and felt longing for it.
Behind him, two thin, faceless swordsmen in black clothes remained silent.
"Yingyi, call the door."
Looking at the mountain gate in the distance, Feng Qingxuan spoke lightly.
"yes."
One of the swordsmen in black behind him responded with a hoarse voice, took a few steps forward, and made a sonorous sound like the clash of gold and iron:
"Where is Cao Zhan?"
boom!
As the raging true energy spreads, the sound waves surge across the White Jade Square, blowing like a strong wind towards the Longque Mountain Gate.
"Wha, who?"
The disciple on duty in front of the Longque Mountain Gate felt his eyes go dark and almost fell to the ground.
Cao Zhan!
Cao Zhan!
A mighty echo, like thousands of people shouting in unison, echoed in the Longque Mountain Gate.
"Who? Who is it?"
"So powerful and powerful, who is coming!"
"Call the sect master by his name, I'm afraid the person who comes is not good!"
In the Longque Sect's sect, many disciples and elders' expressions changed drastically after hearing this.
The sound waves echoed for dozens of miles. Even if such a master was not as strong as their sect master, he was probably already an innate master who had condensed his Qi veins.
"I actually found it..."
In the main hall of Longque, Cao Zhan suddenly stood up with a solemn expression.
"Does the door owner know who the visitor is?"
An old man with white hair and an ugly face seemed to have remembered a name.
"What's supposed to come has finally come. It's really not good to take chances."
Cao Zhan sighed deeply.
At this time, there is no need to say who the person who will come to look for him is.
He was also aware of the gathering organized by Yun Haitian of the Chivalrous Sect, but more than ten years ago he had an enmity with Yun Haitian because of his disciples, so he could not bring himself to seek shelter from the Chivalrous Sect.
I just feel that the world is so big, that Feng Qingxuan may not come to his door.
pity.......
"Feng Qingxuan, the Holy Son of the Six Hell Demon Sect!"
The white-haired old man's breathing became rapid:
"Master, please leave quickly and let me go and resist!"
"That's too late."
Cao Zhan shook his head and walked towards the door:
"Elder Wang, please take your disciples down the mountain. After today, we, the Dragon Birds, will not be able to save this Ten Thousand Dragons Peak."
When he came to the door, he paused and added:
"If you can't escape, protect Sun En, he is our Longque Sect's last hope!"
"Master!"
The white-haired old man stepped forward to catch up with Cao Zhan and stopped in front of him: "No, Master, the Longque Sect cannot live without you. Without you, our Longque Sect has no hope."
"Elder Wang doesn't need to say more. His target is me. If he can't see me, the Longque Sect will be removed from the world today."
Cao Zhan casually pushed the old man away.
Step out the door.
"Master!"
As soon as he left the mountain gate, a small figure rushed over.
It was a child of about seven or eight years old, chubby, with a tiger-like head, and holding a wooden knife in his hand.
"En'er."
Cao Zhan touched his apprentice's fleshy face, feeling reluctant to give up.
In an instant, she hardened her heart and pushed him away:
"Sun En! Follow Elder Wang down the mountain!"
call!
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out, his figure rising and falling, and he was already out of the mountain gate amidst the cries of the children.
"Master!"
Sun En fell to the ground and cried.
"En'er!"
The white-haired old man picked up the child.
He turned around and looked around, only to see the roaring air outside the mountain gate and the surging true energy, which had already reached his hand.
He could only let out a long sigh, turned around, gathered his disciples, packed some items, and prepared to go down the mountain.
The world of martial arts has always been cruel. Even the martial arts sect itself will be removed from the world if it declines without a master.
There are countless sects coveting Wanlong Peak occupied by Longque Sect. Without Cao Zhan, they would not be able to defend it.
If they don't retreat early, what awaits them will be the destruction of their whole family.
This kind of thing has happened countless times throughout the ages. Naturally, he will understand this truth!
What's more, the Demon Sect's actions have absolutely no reason to leave any future troubles.
If you don't run away now, you won't have a chance.
On the White Jade Square, Feng Qingxuan gently wiped away a trace of blood on his face, shook his head slightly, with a trace of regret:
"It seems that the Longque sword technique has really been lost..."
"Dragon Bird Sword Technique..."
Cao Zhan stared blankly at the Broken Dragon Sword in his palm, laughed miserably, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
But he still refused to retreat. He moved his body and swung his broken sword with heavy blows, forcing back the two swordsmen who were about to rush towards the mountain gate!
"Don't give up yet..."
Feng Qingxuan shook his head slightly and said calmly:
"You go ahead..."
boom!
In front of the white jade mountain gate with billowing air currents, a blade of light that lit up like a morning star and was as bright as the sun suddenly burst out.
Thirty feet across in the sky!
Like meteors falling to the ground, they poured down towards Cao Zhan.
Wherever the sword passed, everything tangible and intangible was torn apart by the extreme sharpness!
More than ten feet away, Cao Zhan could already feel the unparalleled edge.
However, he neither evaded nor dodged, nor retreated nor met, and the light of the broken sword swung in and out, forcing the two black-clothed swordsmen back.
Stab~
Amidst the sound of cracking silk, blood spilled into the sky.
As the air flow roared, Feng Qingxuan's long sword returned to its sheath, with a dull expression:
“When cutting weeds, we need to get rid of them at their roots. There is no need to keep chickens and dogs!”
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