After the court's focus shifted to North City and East City, the Bianzong naturally could not continue in South City, for fear of revenge from the Jiuli tribe and Zuoqiu Menting.

Therefore, they moved to Beicheng, about three miles from the provincial governor's mansion.

It is one of the peripheral forces of Gongweizhou Patriarchate.

The sky is getting darker.

"boom!"

The ground trembled slightly.

Thunder came from the direction of the provincial governor's office, and countless lightnings soared into the sky. The martial artists and residents of the entire city were alarmed and knew that there was another force to go to war with the court.

The military practitioners of the court who were hidden in various parts of the city turned into afterimages and flew away quickly.

"It's the martial arts cultivator who was Lei Faxuan Ice Snow Sword Tang Ting who was pretending to attack the Prefecture Mu Mansion. Let's go, it's time for us to act!"

Li Yi changes into Yang Zhiyong's appearance. He puts on clothes dyed with Yang Zhiyong's blood, lies in a carriage, pretends to be seriously injured and unconscious, drives Yang Yun and rushes to the base of the Bianzong.

A coma state can avoid communicating with the martial artists of the Bianzong to the greatest extent, so as not to expose flaws.

Sijinyuan, where the base of the Bianzong is located, is located at the intersection of Linhe, Linjie and Linqiao. The formation has already been opened, layer by layer of light yarn rises, the formation text rises and falls, and the situation inside cannot be seen.

"Boom!"

The galloping carriage crushed the wind and snow and suddenly stopped outside the courtyard of the Bianzong stronghold.

Yang Yun jumped out of the car, rolled and crawled and shouted: "Open the formation quickly... It's me, I am Yang Yun, we escaped, Uncle Qi was seriously injured and needed treatment..."

Bai Shu hid in the narrow alley across the river, staring at her, worried that Yang Yun would take the risk.

After a while.

The formation light yarn opened a three-foot-wide gap, and Yang Yue, the second master of the young generation of the Bian Sect, walked out.

Bai Shu's face changed slightly.

Yang Yue did not rush to the provincial governor's mansion, and the danger on Li Yi's side increased greatly.

When Yang Yun saw Yang Yue, he cried with joy. According to the agreement before, he said: "Snow Sword Tang Ting went out to attack the provincial muslim mansion, and the martial arts cultivators of the Jiuli clan also went to help. Uncle Qi and I finally seized the opportunity and escaped. Uncle Qi took me out of the siege, but he... he was too seriously injured and was already unconscious."

The only thing that made Bai Shu and Li glad was that Yang Yun had extraordinary acting skills, but Yang Yue did not doubt it at all. He did not investigate "Yang Zhiyong" who was seriously injured and unconscious in the car, so he took them into the stronghold.

Layer layers of array light yarn are closed.

Yang Yun was thinking about how to shake Li Wei out without knowing it, but as soon as he led the carriage into the door, his color changed instantly, his eyes turned black and his legs were sore and weak.

Only see.

On the ground inside the gate, blood flowed into a river, and the bodies of young martial artists from the Bian Sect were everywhere.

One person was nailed to death on the screen wall.

The water in the pool turns into blood.

A martial artist who was not dead and the third level of the Five Seas Realm of the Bianzong raised his head and saw Yang Yun, shouted in his throat: "Hurry... and run away..."

"Puff!"

In front, Yang Yue pulled up a broken gun inserted into the ground, pierced the back of his head, nailed his head to the ground, and could never lift it up again.

From beginning to end, Yang Yue's face did not change.

The second and third entrances behind the screen wall were all filled with killing sounds, fighting and screaming.

There are layers of formations that are isolated, but the people outside know that there is already a purgatory on earth inside?

Yang Yun turned around and wanted to escape...

Yang Yue's lips curled up and a sneer appeared.

The five fingers were spreading in the air, and the five magic fog rivers gushed out, entangling Yang Yun and pulling him back into his hand.

Yang Yun was captured by Yang Yue and had no power to resist. He said in a trembling voice: "Yue...Uncle Yue...Why?"

"Who is your Uncle Yue? Boy, I just blame you for coming back at the wrong time."

Yang Yue did not investigate the seriously injured and coma of "Yang Zhiyong" in the car. He held Yang Yun with his hands, and walked towards the second yard inside.

"It's over, another fake Uncle Yue."

Yang Yun wanted to cry without tears, secretly hated that he was too lucky and could hit a tough character every time, but he felt that this time he was probably doomed.

"Tell Yang Qingxi that my brother was captured by me! If you don't want this kid to die, hand over the things obediently."

Yang Yue's voice was already deep in the yard.

There was silence around.

On the carriage, Li Wei suddenly sat up, his eyes full of horror.

Obviously, there is a force that has taken action against the Bian Sect first. Which side is it?

What is for?

Yang Qingxi’s dragon seed ticket?

Li Wei activated Ye Xingyi's invisible power, restrained his breath as much as possible, and got out of the car carefully. Seeing the scene of corpses everywhere in front of him, he immediately denied his thoughts.

This is clearly a plan to kill the younger generation of the Bian Sect!

For a dragon-seed ticket, why is this?

The three-enterprise courtyard of the Bianzong base is two acres in size, with stone slabs and a martial arts training ground.

There are countless figures in the courtyard, and the formation is bright and radiant.

Li Wei looked inside through the hollow window frame, and his face changed again and again.

On the martial arts field.

More than a dozen young martial artists from the Five Seas of the Bian Sect were suppressed by the left servant under the young master's throne and kneeled on the ground with their strong magical aura.

The right servant changed into Yang Yue's appearance, threw Yang Yun out, and rolled next to more than a dozen martial artists of the Bianzong.

The real Yang Yue was pierced through his limbs, stripped off his skin, turned into a bloody rotten flesh, rolling in pain on the ground, screaming and cunning in his mouth.

In addition to the two servants on the left and right, there are two great masters of the disaster-fire realm of the Sanchen Palace who are breaking the formation of the fourth courtyard.

They dare not use Thunder Magic Xuanbing for fear that they will be too loud.

Suddenly.

Li Yi saw a figure that made the young martial arts practitioners in the entire Qiuzhou Prefecture City frightened.

The man, wearing a liquid silver mask, had an illusory figure, and was as if it were present or not, and his aura was terrifying.

It is Hua Yuzi, the number one master under the young master.

The second place in the southern border is the second place, ranking higher than Zuoqiu Ting.

It was the first time Li Yi saw Hua Yuzi, but this aura and appearance were obvious at a glance. What's more, Chen Wenwu was standing beside Hua Yuzi.

After a glance, Li Yiwei immediately looked away, afraid that Hua Yuzi would sense it.

Hua Yuzi smiled: "Wenwu, Yang Qingxi doesn't seem to care much about her brother's life and death."

Chen Wenwu said: "It's not a big deal if my brother dies, but her mother can still have a rebirth."

“It makes sense!”

Hua Yuzi lost her patience, and this place is too close to the provincial governor's mansion, so she must fight quickly.

So, he said softly and softly: "Yang Qingxi handed over the dragon seed ticket and five boxes of Yongquan coins, and all the remaining people in the Bianzong can live."

In the formation in the fourth courtyard, only Yang Qingxi and eleven young martial artists of the Bian Sect and great masters were left, and they were still guarding the formation.

Their eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, and there was no intention of compromise.

Without any warning, the group of thieves suddenly broke in and killed everyone they saw, extremely bloodthirsty.

The younger generation of Wuhai Realm martial artists of the Bian Sect were killed instantly.

This hatred and this hatred are irreconcilable.

There was a blood hole under the collarbone on the left side of Yang Qingxi, which was penetrated by Hua Yuzi with one finger. The blood soaked her clothes and could not be stopped. There was a strange magic energy of the demon clan invading her wounds and running around in the scar veins.

If Hua Yuzi can really keep her promise, she will naturally be willing to compromise.

But she knew very well that once she opened some of the formations and handed over something, the other party would definitely take the opportunity to break the formation. At that time, she would become a lamb to be slaughtered!

Procrastinate time.

Yang Qingxi had heard the roar from the provincial governor's mansion before, and most of the battle broke out there. The abnormal situation of the Bianzong would definitely be noticed by the court soon.

So she pretended to be confused: "Dare you ask what Mr. Hua said about the five boxes of Yongquan coins? Is it to ask the Bianzong to raise five boxes of money and buy her own life?"

Hua Yuzi smiled and said, "If you pretend to be stupid like this, all the people outside will not be able to survive! The Soldier Zen, on the water stage, the only five boxes of Yongquan coins was you. Many things cannot be covered up, such as the special aura contained in your magic energy."

Yang Qingxi's eyes were full of bitterness, his face was full of regret, and a strong self-blame arose in his heart: "In other words, the catastrophe of Bianzong today was all due to those five boxes of Yongquan coins?"

"It's not all! The most essential reason is that your Sect actually abandoned the Western Ashes and chose the court." Hua Yuzi said.

The Ashes in the West was naturally very annoyed by the Bianzong.
To be continued...