A hearty laugh fell, and Xuanwu and Liu Sanniang on the hillside were stunned. They couldn't help but look in the direction of the source of the sound.
I saw two people walking on the hillside leading to the peak.
A boy and a girl, both extremely handsome.
The man is dressed in white, holding a jade fan, walking on the mountain path, his clothes fluttering in the wind, looking elegant and chic.
The woman is also dressed in pure white clothes, but at this moment, she looks like a relegated immortal who does not belong to the world of mortals. She is beautiful and noble, making people yearn for her.
Looking at this girl, Liu Sanniang felt a pity in her heart, regretting that she let such a good prey go that night.
Yes, the woman in front of him is Xuan Xi, who was almost killed by him when he was at the Wu family manor.
The man is Chen Yutian, the master of Jiulong Mansion.
Why are they here?
This question is exactly what Xuanwu can't figure out at this moment.
According to his plan, they should appear in the chaos below. Why did they appear here instead?
Could it be that... my plan has been seen through?
This... is impossible!
When he was hesitating, he saw Chen Yutian looking at him and grinning slightly.
"Using Wu Chengtian as a key bait to design us to collide with the Futian Sect, and then cause the two tigers to fight. You can just sit here and watch the tigers fight, reap the benefits, the blade... Your Excellency is really What a good calculation..."
After saying this, Xuanwu no longer had any doubts in his heart, and his expression dropped slightly.
On the other hand, Chen Yutian still had a faint smile on his face, and his bright eyes were shining, giving Xuanwu a feeling of having a pearl of wisdom in his hand.
Seeing this scene, he finally understood why Suzaku said that this boy was one of the most difficult opponents for the organization.
A light breeze blew over the cliff, and the two sides facing each other suddenly felt an unusual coldness, filling the surrounding area.
People are getting quieter.
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"Fourth Patriarch of the Futian Sect, you are well!"
The sudden voice, accompanied by the unforgettable figure from the past, appeared in front of the three Futian Sect people. Ye Hong and Shi Dongji suddenly changed their expressions.
The Fourth Ancestor looked at the person in front of him with murderous intent in his eyes, and the hatred that had destroyed his mind in the past surged into his heart again.
"Dragon Lord!"
"And we..."
After the Dragon Lord and the Sword Master appeared, seven figures also appeared, the leader of which was the Ice Sky Snow Sword that always appeared in white.
"Kowloon Mansion..."
Seeing these familiar figures appear one by one, Ye Hong couldn't help but frowned.
"It's you again. It seems that you guys really like to meddle in other people's business..."
Shi Dongji's face was extremely gloomy.
At this moment, Lin Feifei, who was standing next to Huo Yuanji in Jiulong Mansion, suddenly let out a light sigh.
"Isn't this Brother Shi from Dongji who was so frightened by us in the Dragon Sealing Hall that he ran away with his tail between his legs? Brother Shi, how were you last time we didn't see each other for many days?"
"You..." Shi Dongji pointed at her, feeling furious.
For a person as arrogant as him, the defeat of Fenglong Palace is the greatest shame in his life. It is like an invisible scar that has been sealed deep in his memory.
But at this moment, Lin Feifei openly exposed the scar in front of others.
He, who has always been arrogant, naturally cannot accept this calmly.
What's more, among these people, there is Ye Hong, whom he regards as his mortal enemy.
Letting his lifelong enemy see his most humiliating scar is undoubtedly the most unacceptable result for Shi Dongji.
Therefore, after Lin Feifei said these words, she had become a must-kill target in Shi Dongji's heart.
It's just that she doesn't know it yet.
At this moment, the Fourth Ancestor, who had been silent since Long Zun appeared, finally spoke.
"I see... It seems that the last remaining map has fallen into your hands."
Long Zun raised his eyebrows, thinking that this person was quite smart, he could even guess such a thing.
But he didn't know that in order to know the location of the last remaining picture, the Fourth Patriarch of the Futian Sect used his own mind that he had practiced for a long time as a guide to use the soul-searching technique.
At first, he possessed his mind on the last two snake heads of the Nine Snakes Society. After they were killed, his mind directly used their bodies as carriers to invade the murderer's sea of consciousness.
Because of this, the Fourth Patriarch knew that the murderer was Wu Chengtian, and also knew that he had stored the last remaining picture in the old Yuelai store.
However, Wu Chengtian obviously has no memory of this.
He thought that the fourth ancestor was the mysterious young man in white he met on the street that day.
After getting the information from Wu Chengtian's sea of consciousness, the Fourth Patriarch immediately ordered the followers of the Futian Sect to bring over the paintings from Yuelai's old store. This is how the shocking theft happened.
However, the Fourth Ancestor did not expect that the painting with the remaining fragments hidden inside it would have been taken back by Jiulong Mansion before that.
Thinking of this at this moment, he suddenly understood everything.
"How did you know?" Long Zun smiled.
The Fourth Ancestor snorted coldly, "If you don't have the broken map in your hands, do you think you might be guided here?"
Long Zun nodded slightly, "That makes sense."
After saying that, he raised his head slightly and looked at the peak not far away.
"It seems that you are very clear about this situation... In that case, why are you still here?" Long Zun withdrew his gaze and looked at the Fourth Ancestor.
The Fourth Patriarch asked, "Then why do you come?"
Long Zun pointed at Wu Chengtian, "For this kid, after all, he is a murderer. He must be caught and brought to justice to give an explanation to the people."
On the side, Wu Chengtian was frightened.
Okay, it's all for me... But, I am already over fifty years old, and yet I am still called a brat?
This is simply...
"I'm afraid you won't be able to get what you want. No matter what, this person is still a member of my holy religion. He has made mistakes, and he should be taken back by me and handed over to the leader of the church for disposal, instead of being taken away by you."
The Fourth Patriarch narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke with a flash of cold light.
"Oh? Really?" Long Zun raised his eyebrows, looked at the Fourth Ancestor, and then at the silent Sword Master beside him.
"Are you sure you can defeat the two of us?"
"Do you think I will come alone this time?" the Fourth Patriarch asked.
"Isn't it?" Long Zun's expression changed and he winked at the Sword Master.
The sword master understood and nodded slightly.
The Fourth Patriarch smiled faintly, and then said to the sky, "Friend, it's your turn to play."
"Haha...it's finally my turn to appear..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure between heaven and earth, carrying the momentum from all directions, controlling the six qi universe, coming majestically. The profound power emanating from his whole body gives people an unfathomable feeling.
This person is none other than the Eighth Patriarch of the Futian Sect.
"I didn't expect that two of you would come from the Holy Realm. It seems that the residual map is really important to you..."
Long Zun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"It's just that although your high-end combat power is sufficient, your low-end combat power doesn't seem to be sufficient..."
After saying that, he specifically looked at Ye Hong and Shi Dongji beside the Fourth Patriarch.
Especially Ye Hong, Long Zun's eyes stayed on him for a long time before slowly moving away.
"You don't have to worry about it."
The Fourth Patriarch said slowly, "Soldiers are more valuable than more soldiers...Besides, we have quite a few people..."
After finishing his words, Long Zun frowned slightly.
Because in his mental induction, many internal energy auras suddenly appeared around him. Although these auras were mixed, they were huge in number and almost covered the entire valley.
In other words, this place has long been surrounded by the other party.
Moreover, it is not easy to think that these inner energy auras were able to hide from the induction of one's own mind before.
It seems that Futian Sect's battle this time is indeed huge...
Dragon Lord glanced at the Sword Master, and the Sword Master nodded lightly. Immediately, Dragon Lord's inner energy aura came out vigorously, and he slapped the Fourth Ancestor opposite him with a light palm.
At the same time, the sword in the sword master's hand also stabbed the Eighth Patriarch with astonishing force.
"If that's the case, then... let's fight!"
The Fourth Patriarch's eyes were sharp and he raised his fist in response. At the same time, a whisk appeared out of thin air in the hands of the Eighth Patriarch. It swept around and collided directly with the Sword Master's sword energy!
Boom boom...
Two loud noises sounded one after another, and the Fourth Ancestor and Long Zun took three steps back violently at the same time. The remaining energy of the fight between the two sides swept across, destroying everything in all directions.
The ground shook violently and smoke filled the air. The Sword Master's sword and the Eighth Patriarch's fly whisk were separated at the first touch.
Everyone in the Jiulong Mansion, Ye Hong, and Shi Dongji who were watching the battle rushed back, fearing that they would be affected by the residual energy generated by the fight.
