When the Miao Territory was overthrowing the Beichen Dynasty and incorporating the entire Northern Wulin into its territory, major events were happening one after another in the Central Plains Wulin, with no sign of stopping.
On the righteous side, despite losing the support of the Beichen Dynasty, under the leadership of Shengzong, they still chose to continue targeting the Twelve Evils of Tianchi.
But apart from some initial results, nothing was gained.
The Twelve Evils of Tianchi seem to have disappeared. There is no movement. The three-day killing has not been carried out on time. It seems that they are really afraid of Shengzong and others.
If things go on like this, even if Shengzong intends to provoke a war, and has repeatedly asked the Department of Geography, Deng Jiuwu and Dongfang Dingli to provoke war in the name of the Twelve Evils, and even Su Huanzhen was awarded a gold seal, it will not help.
This move instead revealed the whereabouts of the Prajna Sea Alliance, which had been active in front of the stage for a long time. Under the guidance of the six ugly useless people, Zhengdao began to target the Prajna Sea Alliance. The Geography Department was ambushed and wounded.
Shengzong can be said to be a mute eating Coptis chinensis, unable to tell the story of his sufferings, and the forces he worked so hard to manage were basically wiped out.
Just as Shengzong was having a headache over this, the Twelve Shas of Tianchi hiding in the dark saw that the time was ripe and once again launched retaliation against the Prajna Sea Alliance.
Hello everyone, I am the dividing line of water.
"The prince is out on patrol, blocking the way to be punished by heaven." In the woods, Impermanence leads the way, Deng Jiuwu is about to go to the Department of Geography, but he encounters a fatal murder attempt.
A huge sword energy arrived and destroyed Feiying and Youquan in front of Deng Jiuwu's sedan chair.
"Are you finally here? The person who killed my fourth sister." Deng Jiuwu recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was the person who stopped Gongsun Yue from killing him the day before yesterday.
The man with the sword appeared, and it was the man in black robe who killed Gongsun Yue who showed up again and stopped and killed the gold and silver prince Deng.
He is holding a magic weapon. The blade is narrow and long. The pattern on it is like the blood vessels of the human body. On the handle is a twisted, painful, and hollow face pattern. The blade is longer, like a handle.
"Deng Jiuwu, the Twelve Evils of Tianchi send their regards to you."
Feeling the intimidating momentum of the black-robed man, Deng Jiuwu sighed: "Among the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi, there are such masters. It seems that the eldest brother has made a big enemy."
"Don't worry, you go down first to explore the path for the holy trace."
"It seems that you Tianchi Twelve really know us very well." The words of the man in black robe made Deng Jiuwu even more sure that the information about himself and others had been analyzed by the other party.
"A distance of ten feet is the end of your life." The man in black robe really understood the characteristics of the martial arts practiced by Deng Jiuwu. He must know that the power of the gold and silver double palm is infinite. The power will gradually increase beyond ten feet, and there is no limit on the number of moves. Once this move is performed, unless the person who makes the move holds back, the person hit will definitely die.
But there is one shortcoming, that is, the gold and silver double palms cannot exert their power within ten feet.
After the black-robed man destroyed the two puppets Feiying and Youquan, he was within ten feet of Deng Jiuwu's life gate.
"Hahaha, how can Deng Jiuwu just sit back and wait for death?" Deng Jiuwu activated the secret method and let the horse monkey fight the black-robed man at close range, buying time for himself to distance himself.
Houfei, the reporting horse, stepped forward with the intention of dragging the black-robed man down and giving Deng Jiuwu a chance to take action.
However, the black-robed man's foundation was superb, and before the horse monkey could get close, he was subjected to extremely strong pressure and turned into a rain of blood.
Seeing this, Deng Jiuwu had no choice but to forcefully send out his golden and silver double palms, intending to force the black-robed man back and create a distance between them.
But the man in black robe showed extraordinary movement skills, avoiding the gold and silver palm energy while walking within ten feet.
"Your move has been revealed, now it's my turn." The black-robed man raised his sword to the sky, countless powerful sword energy broke through the ground, and everything within dozens of feet was enveloped in the sword energy.
"A single sword cuts everything to nothing."
The sword moves dexterously, the sword is heavy and fierce, and the clumsiness returns to its original state. One sword is enough!
An impeccable sword, the energy of the sword stretched for dozens of miles, destroying all scenery wherever it passed.
Deng Jiuwu's official sedan was no exception. It was shattered together, revealing the true face of the prince.
"Good move." After the praise, the sword power in Deng Jiuwu's body exploded, and blood surged like a fountain.
The man in black robe turned into a demon soldier without attacking again, "Deng Jiuwu, go see the person you want to see most."
"Hongye." Knowing that he didn't have much time left, Deng Jiuwu used all his remaining strength to go to Hongye Villa, just to see his sweetheart again before he died.
In Hongye Villa, Mrs. Hongye, who was arranging flowers and plants, suddenly felt uneasy, "Why is her heart beating suddenly? Could it be?"
Looking back, he was shocked to see Deng Jiuwu who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He quickly stepped forward to hug Deng Jiuwu and said, "Jiuwu, how could you be so seriously injured? I will find you some medicine to heal your injuries."
Deng Jiuwu stopped Mrs. Hongye's behavior, "No need, my life is at an end. I will have no regrets if I can see you one last time before I die."
"Jiuwu, who hurt you?"
"It's just a vendetta. After my death, you are not allowed to get involved in the world again, let alone avenge me."
"Nine-five."
"Promise me! Cough cough cough." After a burst of rapid coughing, Deng Jiuwu vomited blood.
"Okay, I promise you. Jiuwu." Mrs. Hongye said quickly, feeling lucky for Deng Jiuwu.
On the verge of death, the two talked to each other about their heartfelt feelings. From childhood sweethearts to each other, from the day before the wedding to ten years later, everything was as clear as if it happened yesterday.
Lying in the arms of Mrs. Hongye, Deng Jiuwu, whose wish had been fulfilled, suddenly passed away.
"Irrespective of fame and fortune, beauty will always be with you forever. It's a pity that life flows eastward, and the mirror, flowers, and moon are also empty dreams."
Hello everyone, I am the dividing line of water.
Shengzong was in the Glazed Fairyland, planning for the future, when he suddenly learned the news of Deng Jiuwu's death from the Department of Geography, and understood that the Twelve Evils of Tianchi were retaliating again. /
He was about to go to join Dongfang Dingli to discuss future plans, but was blocked by the Buddhist swordsman who had been recuperating at Bujie Rock for a long time.
The Buddhist Swordsman said that the whereabouts of Jianzi Xianji were mysterious and he was waiting for the arrival of an old friend as an excuse to hold back the saint's trace.
In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Shengzong had to pretend that nothing happened and stayed with Fo Jianfenshuo in Liuli Fairyland to wait for his old friend.
Just as the Holy Trace was being dragged to the Glazed Wonderland to drink tea, the Department of Geography encountered Su Huanzhen, who had cracked the golden seal, and Tan Wuyu, who had shed the empty shell of the six-ugly useless man, on the way to join Dongfang Dingli. At the same time, he was blocked by Ao Xiao Hongchen.
Even though the Geography Department had dragon energy to protect him, he was seriously injured and ran away after encountering the old traitors Sun and Moon Talents, running in a hurry in the woods.
The Holy Trace was dragged into the Glazed Fairyland by Fo Jian Fen. After being forced to drink tea and talk awkwardly for more than two hours and four hours, he sensed that the condition of his secondary body was extremely critical and was about to launch a sneak attack. Fo Jian Fen said Suddenly he said: "The person I was waiting for is here."
"Why do you need to compete in the swordsmanship? Thousands of people point it out, and ten thousand people can win it. You can ask the peaks of the world. Three feet of autumn water is unstained by dust, and it is unparalleled in the world."
The familiar poem number came in, it was the sword fairy who was shot down by the holy trace to the cliff of Liuli Fairyland.
Thank you Wu Meng Sheng for your support and rewards over the past few days.
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