Liu Wen nodded slightly.
"Being able to defeat Murong Jianxin, looking at the Southern Dynasties, he is already one of the few master warriors."
"But there is no shortage of people in the Southern Dynasties who can kill."
"Go up the Changling Road from Murong Villa, which is the road directly to the Compassion Mountain. I have said that Chen Xianchao was the sinner of the Southern Dynasty. Even if there is no Miss Jin, when I leave the front line, I have arranged for the people from the Yueying Tower to stay at the Changling Road. Wait for him on the mausoleum road."
"You two are from the Valley of the Ten Evils, so you should know Li Muge very well. After all, you are both in the assassination business."
Zhao Xiansong was slightly surprised and said: "Yueying Tower can actually obey the orders of the Sixth Prince. Zhao is also surprised."
Liu Wen said: "As long as the benefits are sufficient, even if the Yueying Tower and the Southern Dynasty are not at odds, they can still do things for the Southern Dynasty."
As Liu Wen spoke, he looked at Jin Maoling and said, "So Miss Jin thinks, can Chen Xianchao reach the Mountain of Compassion?"
Jin Maoling suddenly stood up and said: "Liu Wen, I will never be threatened by anyone in this life. Old guy, it's time to go. It's just a waste of time here."
Dou Yinshan stood up and said goodbye to Liu Wen.
Zhao Xiansong also said: "Sixth Prince, we will see you at the foot of the mountain."
The three of them left.
Xu Shi'an, Zhou Hongding, and Huang Hanhu's faces were as sinking as water.
"Marshal, they are so disrespectful that you let them leave so easily?"
Liu Wen let out a breath of anger, tapped the table, and said: "It is impossible for this old thief Dou Yinshan to leave the Valley of Ten Evils without any reason. He immediately sent a message to Yueying Tower, and Chen Xianchao wanted to arrest him alive."
Zhou Hongding said: "Marshal, how about spreading news to Da Li, saying that the Valley of Ten Evils has joined our camp and asking them to put pressure on Da Yuan?"
Liu Wen glanced at Zhou Hongding and said: "Are you sure that after doing this, it was Da Li who put pressure on Dayuan, rather than Dayuan who put pressure on our dynasty? The Yuan dynasty is not our enemy, is it possible that we should still Do you want to push Dayuan into Da Li’s arms?”
"Marshal, calm down, it's time for the general to think simply."
"Those Jianghu people at the foot of the Compassion Mountain really think they have the lifeline of the Southern Dynasty in their hands. Without the Gu family, the court still has ways to make them obey orders."
Creaking.
The old wheels grinded against the ground, making the sound of wooden tenons roaring every time they turned.
Chen Xianchao leaned on the carriage and stared at the dark road ahead.
The cart was still being pulled by the old horse.
It is blind and deaf.
But it not only knows the way to Murong Villa, but also the way to Compassion Mountain.
Chen Xianchao was wondering why Gu Miaozai, the swordsman of the Southern Dynasty who was said to be the master of nine battles in the world, didn't save even one person in Taohua Town?
He needs answers.
The cold moon hangs high.
There is the sound of night owls croaking in the woods on both sides of the road.
"I thought you couldn't find it."
Chen Xian said: "I have become a murderer. In the past, even killing chickens felt cruel to me."
Meng Can said: "Fortunately, I cut off your emotional awareness, otherwise I would have scolded you three thousand times for your cowardice and womanly kindness."
call out.
Cold light flies.
Locked on Chen Xianchao's temple and left.
Under the moonlight, Chen Xianchao looked sideways, and the caltrops were already in front of him.
Chen Xianchao stretched out two fingers and caught the iron caltrops between them before it pierced his flesh.
"Innocent."
Someone sneered in the dark.
"Chen Xianchao has been poisoned by me."
Crack.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody hole the size of a thumb appeared on his forehead, and he lost his breath instantly.
The person next to him shrank his pupils and was about to hide his figure. When he raised his eyes, he saw Chen Xianchao's sword enlarged in front of his eyes.
"Brother Six."
That person shouted out.
Chen Xian flashed the sword light, and the man's throat had been pierced.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Three wind-breaking arrows instantly penetrated into Chen Xianchao's back.
Chen Xianchao was slightly startled. He did not expect that this man's bow skills were so fast.
He grabbed the arrow feathers with his backhand and was about to pull it out, but his eyes turned cold. The arrow was covered with three inverted blades and was stuck in his flesh.
Thump thump thump.
Chen Xianchao looked at the arrows that sank into the tree trunk and found the archer's position.
His feet moved like a black bat. Just when the sword in his hand was only one meter away from the archer, he saw the archer suddenly lying on his back. Suddenly a strong wind hit his face, and a sharp edge appeared in Chen Xianchao's pupils.
A critical moment.
Chen Xianchao suddenly stopped his sword, bowed his waist and slid.
Uh-huh.
The sharp edge grazed his forehead, and in front of him was a large beheading knife.
Chen Xianchao steadied himself and looked around. Except for the decapitating knife that fell on the tree trunk in front of him, the surroundings were suddenly quiet and there was no sound of wind.
Gu Gu.
A night owl hangs upside down in the distance.
Behind Chen Xianchao, a black shadow sneaked up behind Chen Xianchao with an extraordinary posture, like a spider crawling.
He suddenly opened his eyes, like a pair of yellow lights.
Whoosh.
The knife was fast and hard.
but.
The man didn't see Chen Xianchao turn around, but he saw his hand leaving his body.
Strangely, he didn't feel any pain.
Just when he wanted to turn around, his body was already broken into seventeen pieces.
Boom.
The bow is like the full moon.
There was a sound of breaking wind, and Chen Xianchao immediately raised his sword to block it. The arrow landed on the sword in front of Chen Xianchao's throat. The heavy force knocked back half of Chen Xianchao's footsteps.
Hoo ho ho.
Suddenly a strong wind roared in the void.
Chen Xianchao just raised his eyes and saw hundreds of sword lights flying under the cold moon.
A hundred feet in front of him, a young man in white appeared.
"Chen Xianchao, you really defeated Murong Jianxin. This world did not exaggerate about you."
As the man spoke, the sword light in the sky fell on Chen Xianchao's head.
Black light flashed, and Jing Chao's sword danced like a blooming flower, forming a sword curtain above Chen Xian Chao's head. Even if hundreds of swords fell, Chen Xian Chao was not harmed at all.
"Lao Liu."
The young man in white clothes shouted, and immediately there was the sound of bows and arrows breaking through the wind.
Chen Xianchao stretched out his hand to block it, and the sharpness of the spinning arrow instantly cut Chen Xianchao's palm, and he was firmly grasped in his palm.
But it was also an instant, and those tiny wounds immediately stopped bleeding and healed.
"Why didn't Lao Jiu's poison work?"
The young man in white also had doubts and looked at Chen Xianchao who was completely resistant to his own secret skills.
"We underestimated him and did not make sufficient preparations. Now that he is exposed, we cannot give him a chance..."
The young man in white didn't finish his words. He looked at Chen Xianchao who was close at hand, his pupils shrank, and he instinctively raised his sword to block. With a clang, he was knocked back more than ten meters away.
"Lao Liu, let's go quickly."
Chen Xianchao's sword had already penetrated Lao Liu's back, and it was only now that Chen Xianchao could really see Lao Liu clearly.
He was nine feet tall, with big arms and a round waist. No wonder the arrows he shot were so powerful. In addition to his innate realm, he also had such arm strength. If he hadn't been blessed by the Dragon Emperor's immortal body, those few arrows would have killed him.
Chen Xianchao drew out the Jingchao Sword, looked at the young man in white, and said, "Who are you?"
The young man in white said: "Chen Xianchao, you are the first to survive from the hands of Yueying Tower. But don't be too happy too early. You killed the old six and four people, and the owner of the building will not let you go."
The young man in white still wanted to speak, but before his eyes, Chen Xianchao had disappeared. Just as he was about to turn around, he felt something warm in his chest. When he lowered his head to look, he didn't know when his heart had been pierced.
"He died without even leaving a name. I gave him a chance."
Chen Xianchao turned around and looked at the figure under the cold moon.
"Peach Blossom Swordsman, don't you kill people and leave peach blossoms behind?"
Chen Xianchao asked: "Who are you?"
