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In the garden, torches shaking, crowded with people, swords and guns, and murderous aura boiled.

More troops rushed from all directions of the capital, blocking the inside and outside of the garden.

This late autumn night in the capital is destined to be turbulent!

Just because of someone, he wants to take revenge.

For five years, he has been running away, but on the night he returned to the capital, he broke the drinking ring and rushed to the palace guarded by heavy troops alone. Facing the foundation-building master, he waved the sword in his hand!

At this time, Taoist Zi Zhen stood proudly on the Zi Qi Pavilion.

The Lord Ziqi, between the two or three hundred feet of open space, a figure in white leaped into the air. As the thousands of soldiers were eyeing him, he suddenly slashed out the magic sword in his hand. As his spiritual power poured out, a black lightning bolt of more than meter long roared away.

Taoist Master Zi Zhen raised his hand and pointed, and the sword light surrounding him suddenly hung high, turning into a huge number of feet in the blink of an eye, and headed straight for the figure that was rushing towards him and slashed hard.

"boom--"

A roar exploded in the sky, and the light of mana swept across the world.

The torch was fainted and exclaimed in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew backwards until it fell to the ground thirty feet away. While the crowded soldiers dodged, they took advantage of the opportunity to shoot out the swords and guns. However, the swords and guns were broken, and the remaining limbs flew across. As the blood and flesh splattered, the black sword in white suddenly jumped up and pounced forward again.

"boom--"

A roar shook all over the world, and someone fell and staggered to the ground.

The soldiers surrounded the soldiers did not dare to act rashly, but just surrounded the swords and guns in their hands, like a jungle with cold light, and their fierce murderous intent made people feel cold.

Wujiu climbed up from the ground, blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth. He raised his sword and glanced at the soldiers around him. He held the magic sword and continued to rush to the Purple Qi Pavilion thirty feet away.

"Haha! Overestimate one's own abilities!"

Zi Zhendao's sleeves were gently brushing, and the huge sword light was hovering in the night sky, just like a dragon flying freely, but it was murderous but unstoppable!

"Bang, bang, bang--"

Wujiu jumped up again and again, and was shot down to the ground again and again. He was like a flying insect that was extinguishing fire. He was alive and wanted to move forward, die, just to pieces!

On the Purple Qi Pavilion, Ji Ba breathed a sigh of relief.

He saw soldiers coming from afar, frowned slightly, and whispered: "The Taoist priest doesn't have to show mercy, kill the boy from the Gongsun family for me..."

Master Zi Zhen nodded slightly with a reserved face, and his arrogant expression showed a faint murderous intent.

"thump--"

Wujiu fell heavily to the ground, with pits smashed by him from the front, back and left and right. He climbed up and looked down at his right hand. The sword light in his palm was weak and weak, almost disintegrating. The spiritual power in his body was not exhausted, especially in the sea of ​​qi...

It was convenient for a sword light to rumble, which caused a strong wind in the night sky. The soldiers around were screaming and each hurried back to hide.

Wujiu couldn't think too much and activated the magic sword to slash it away.

"Bang--"

A dull loud bang exploded in the sky, and a huge force thundered.

Wujiu slid straight back several feet, and made two deep ditches on the grass with his feet. Then his body-protecting magic power collapsed, his white long gown shattered, his body shaking slightly, and then he knelt on the ground, half of his body fell into the soil. His hands tightly grabbed the magic sword and blocked his head, desperately resisting the huge sword light coming into the air.

Taoist Master Zi Zhen snorted coldly and raised his hand to bless the magic power.

The sword was three feet high, with dazzling light and powerful power, slowly crushing down with a tremendous momentum.

The magic sword in Wujiu's hand was only three feet long, and it was unstable and was barely collapsed. His body was trapped in the soil, even more embarrassed and helpless. His eyebrows were raised, his eyes were bulging, his teeth were gritting, and he could not bear it. His limbs and bones were clattering, and it seemed that he had reached a critical moment of life and death.

Taoist Master Zi Zhen's face darkened, and he made gestures with both hands to perform.

Wujiu only felt that a powerful and sharp force fell from the sky, as if a mountain was pressing against the top and could no longer resist it.

Life and death, at this moment, you would rather be crushed to pieces than take a step back!

There was madness between his eyebrows, and purple aura flashed in his eyes. At this moment, the sea of ​​energy was boiling, and the crazy spiritual power was vast. A purple sword aura suddenly emerged along the palm of his left hand and merged into one with the magic sword. The three-foot magic sword suddenly surged, and the fierce and powerful murderous aura soared into the sky.

"boom--"

The giant sword flew into the air and failed to form. However, the strange black purple sword light continued to survive and rushed straight to the Purple Qi Pavilion and slashed angrily.

Master Zi Zhen was secretly surprised and wanted to withdraw his flying sword to block it. He was afraid of being surprised, so he hurriedly grabbed Ji Ba with his backhand and pulled him away.

"Kala——"

The sword light actually cut a gap into the Purple Qi Pavilion, and the wood chips splashed and the bricks and stones collapsed. Even the stone tables and stools under the corridor were not spared. The railings were directly blown to pieces, along with the stone steps.

Master Zi Zhen let go of Ji Ba, turned around and jumped out of the Zi Qi Pavilion, raised his hand and fell a flying sword in the air. Standing on the broken steps, he was still stunned and said suspiciously: "Use the internal organs as the furnace and cauldron to refine magic weapons in your body, and at least the foundation-building cultivation level. Your magic power is obviously only the nine levels of the feather, but you have made amazing moves repeatedly. Which sect do you come from? From the actual tricks!"

Wujiu slowly stood up from the pit, still holding a strange sword light flashing with purple and black in his hand.

With his hands split, the sword light suddenly turned into two small sword lights and hovered left and right in front of him, extremely agile, and one black and one purple, and it was completely distinct.

He grinned at the corner of his mouth, as if he had some insight, but he spat with blood in his mouth, suddenly raised his messy black hair, and gritted his teeth and said, "I have no sect and no sect, just for revenge. You Taoist Master Zi Zhen, are just a scum in the Yixian Sect. Don't show off the face of a senior master. Since I want to collude with Ji Ba, then come and fight..."

He waved his sleeves and pointed forward.

The sword light that was still circling suddenly merged into one, and then turned into a purple-black sword light more than two meters long. It slightly accumulates momentum and roars away like an arrow leaving the string.

Taoist Master Zi Zhen did not dare to be careless and used his cultivation with all his strength. The sword light in front of him suddenly surged, reaching a height of four feet. He was as fast as a dragon and rushed towards the attacking purple-black sword light.

"boom--"

The fierce murderous intent suddenly collided, and the backlash of magic power suddenly became surging waves. The thunder sounded, and the remaining power rolled everywhere. The lamp niche was extinguished, and the torches shook. The soldiers retreated one after another, and the surroundings suddenly became in chaos.

The moment the giant sword collapsed, the purple-black sword light was also knocked back to its original form, and it turned into two sword lights and rolled back into the air, but it buzzed and whistled and still had murderous aura.

Master Zi Zhen's body was shaken, he panted slightly, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, shook his head and said, "By the benefit of magic weapons, it's just Er..."

Wujiu staggered two steps before he stood firm. Looking at the two sword lights in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and snorted: "The winner is not decided, why should he be rampant? If you don't get out of here, just fight again!"

Taoist Master Zi Zhen sneered and shouted: "You are just a junior after all, I will see when you can hold on..." After several battles, he had already seen that the boy from the Gongsun family had poor cultivation. Even if he had a stalemate for a moment, it had nothing to do with the outcome.

Wujiu had no chance of winning against the foundation-building master. But today he had no choice but to fight to the death. For his parents, girls, the lives of the whole family, and the displaced over the past five years, he wanted to use the sword in his hand and the blood of his enemies to avenge him!

Just at this moment, two sword rainbows suddenly arrived. Then the soldiers around him started to chaos again, and another group of strong men with strong armored men held torches and swords rushed into the field. Then someone shouted, "Stop—"

Wujiu combined his hands, and his sword light sucked and spitted, his murderous aura remained unabashed, and his eyes were cold and arrogant.

Two middle-aged monks fell from the sky, one left and the other on the right, and fell more than ten feet away. They were two masters of foundation building, each with unpredictable expressions. Surrounded by the iron-armored guards that appeared, there was a young man strolling with his hands on his back. He was in his early twenties, with a slightly dark face, a strong body, a brocade robe and a golden crown, and an extraordinary weapon.

The man looked up and down Wujiu, still shook his head with an incredible expression, or was surprised or surprised, and his joy was beyond words.

"Why did Zi Jian and Zi Yuan go down the mountain to participate in the dispute over ordinary people?"

Zi Zhen should be familiar with the two monks. He looked unhappy and asked questions without waiting for a response. Instead, he bowed to the young man: "Your Highness Shaodian, why did you come from?"

Ji Ba appeared under the eaves of the Purple Qi Pavilion at the right time, and his expression became more and more gloomy. He shouted: "Ji Shaodian, if you come to help me capture the thief, please do it. Otherwise, exit quickly..."

The two monks and Taoist Master Zi Zhen raised their hands to greet each other and replied lightly, "Each, each other", without saying a word, just staring at Wujiu's every move silently.

The man named Ji Shaodian smiled brightly and said, "When I saw that Brother Wang invited a master as his teacher, I also went to Ziding Mountain to invite two Taoist priests to worship. Just as I was listening to the magic weapon in the middle of the night, I suddenly heard that the wind and thunder were made here, and they were both royal families. How could they stand by and watch? So I came to help, but I didn't expect..."

This man talked freely, calm and leisurely, and his words were filled with mystery, which obviously did not come rashly. As expected, he changed his mind and then said, "But unexpectedly, Gongsun Wujiu went crazy by drinking. Fortunately, he came in time, haha!"

Ji Ba had already felt something was wrong in secret and said angrily: "Gongsun Wujiu broke into the mansion at night, killed innocent people indiscriminately, and was a remnant of the criminals, so he was not to be jealous of death. Now that things have come to this point, can you dare to cover up?"

Ji Shaodian shook his head and waved his hand and said, "There are still many unknowns in General Gongsun Zheng's crime of disobedience, or it is still unknown whether he was wronged. However, the king has collapsed and there is no conclusion yet. It is not worthy of the king's abuse of Gongsun's family! Now Gongsun Wujiu is drunk and causing trouble, so I will bring him back and discipline him strictly!"

Ji Ba became more and more angry: "Ji Shaodian, why did he become your subordinate? You are full of nonsense and have ulterior motives..."

Ji Shaodian smiled as if he was still the same, and seemed helpless: "I am really kind, but Brother Wang doesn't appreciate it! Well, let's see how you capture Gongsun Wujiu, Zi Jian and Zi Yuan, you might as well be fair!"

The two middle-aged monks understood and spoke together: "Junior Brother Zi Zhen, it is related to the dispute between the royal family. It is better to watch it happen if you and I are from the Immortal Sect!"

Zi Zhen hesitated for a moment and snorted: "I only care about the safety of His Highness Ji Ba, and I don't care about the others..."

He also realized that Shaodian was here to make trouble. As the dispute between the royal family and two senior brothers stopped him, he was powerless and could only settle for the second best.

Ji Wu's eyes were blazing fire, gritting his teeth: "It's outrageous..."

Ji Shaodian smiled slightly and sang: "Gongsun Wujiu, you are drunk and crazy, and you have already become famous. You have made a big disaster tonight! Fortunately, Brother Wang is generous and has followed me to come home to admit his punishment!"

Wujiu stood there, always watching coldly, with the sword light in his hand flashing, and his murderous intent was about to move. However, the two monks were like two portals to confine themselves, making him afraid to be careless at all. However, in the face of Ji Shaodian's kindness, he was not grateful, and he paused and said: "I want to kill Ji Ba, no one can stop him!"

Ji Shaodian seemed to have expected it, and no longer dissuaded him, but turned around and waved his hand.

The crowd was separated, dozens of men with tied hands and feet were kneeling on the ground, with steel knives on their heads... Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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