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Leng Qiu stood on the stargazing platform of the main hall, looking into the void, with a layer of unbreakable heaviness hanging between his brows. Several elders from the Hidden Sword Sect stood aside, their faces also full of sorrow.

I don't know how much time passed, but Leng Qiu suddenly looked away: "Is there still no news from Xiliang County?"

The chief elder of Wenfeng Palace shook his head: "No, this is already the third batch. There were messages sent back in the first two days, but there has been no news since the day before yesterday. However, more than half of their life lamps are still burning, which means they

They are all still alive.”

"How is the situation in Xihuang County?"

"The situation in Xihuang County is better, but it continues to get worse. According to reports from the disciples stationed there, evil fog has begun to appear on the border adjacent to Xiliang County in the southeast and is gradually getting thicker. At this rate, it will be over in half a month at the latest.

Forming a blood cloud."

The remaining elders immediately started discussing in a panic.

"What should we do? Xiliang County has been completely occupied, and Xihuang County will not be able to hold on for long. Our Xifeng County will be next."

"Sect Master, this place has become a dead place. While the counties to the east have not been polluted by the magic cloud, we must quickly move to the Hanxue State in the east."

"That's right, Sect Master, we don't have to worry about having no firewood to burn the green hills. As long as our Hidden Sword Sect's foundation is not lost, we can rise again."

Leng Qiu's face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at these inner sect elders one by one with sharp eyes. The clamor of the palace masters and elders immediately stopped.

"That's what you all mean?"

The elders and hall masters looked a little unnatural, but the master of the Wenfeng Hall said: "Master, this is not only our intention, but also the intention of most of the disciples."

Lengqiu had a stern face and remained silent.

The other elders saw that there was a reason for the matter, and they all commented: "Master, it's not that we are greedy for life and afraid of death, but it is actually forced by the situation. Now the entire Spirit Sword Master community in Jiuhan Province is relocating and taking refuge on a large scale. Our Hidden Sword Sect is in trouble.

Well, if you stay here, you will be trapped and waiting for death. Sect Master, let me be honest, the safety of Jiuhan Province has nothing to do with us, there is no need for us to hang on here."

"That's right, Sect Master, those high-ranking sword ancestors in Xing Pavilion don't care about the life and death of Jiuhan Province, why should we fight here?"

"Hey, in the eyes of those Sword Origin Ancestors, the birthday of the Deputy Pavilion Master is a hundred times more important than the tens of millions of living beings in Jiuhan State. Our Jiuhan State is just an enclave with scarce resources and tasteless food. Who is willing to do these thankless things?

?" An elder sneered full of resentment.

"Okay." Leng Qiu finally said: "The matter has not reached the final step yet. The relocation is done here and no one is allowed to mention it again! However, it is still necessary to make arrangements in advance. The population of Xihuang County should be evacuated first and moved to

In Dongmo County in the east, this matter will be handled by Elder Sima of the Sili Palace. As for the other elders, they must restrain their disciples and avoid causing panic in extraordinary times."

The elders looked at each other and resigned with helpless fists.

Outside the Hidden Sword Palace.

"Elder Gongyang, procrastinating like this is not an option. How about we..." an elder said tentatively to the chief elder of Wenfeng Hall.

The chief elder of Wenfeng Palace glanced at him and said, "Elder Wu, be careful what you say, and be careful of misfortunes coming from your mouth."

Elder Wu shuddered, but he insisted: "Elder Gongyang, are you too careful? It's just a talk. No matter how domineering the unpopular leader is, he can't help but let people talk?"

Elder Gongyang shook his head and went straight away, and the other elders in charge also left one after another.

After everyone left, Leng Qiu put away his stern expression and was replaced by deep exhaustion.

"It has been a year since the flying sword was sent out. It stands to reason that if the Lord receives it, he should come back. Could it be that he is tied up by something? Or..."

"It's impossible..." Leng Qiu resolutely put away the bad thoughts in his heart: "The Lord has a high level of cultivation. He had the strength of Jian Yuan more than ten years ago. I'm afraid he will be even stronger now."

"Forget it, never mind, this Hidden Sword Sect is the inheritance left by the Lord, we must keep it no matter what!" The cold and hateful gaze was immediately replaced by determination.

However, in the following days, unfavorable news came back one after another.

"Sect Master, the blood mist on the southern border of Xihuang County suddenly thickened sharply. At this moment, the blood mist has spread over the border and is eroding into the interior of Xihuang County."

"There are traces of blood slaves on the southern border of Xihuang County, and they are suspected to be gathering."

"A large number of blood slaves have poured into Xihuang County, and the blood evil has formed a demonized blood cloud!"

"The stronghold in Xihuang County was attacked by blood slaves and has fallen!"

Leng Qiu, who had been silent for a long time, finally issued a new order: "Abandon Xihuang County, withdraw all forces to Xifeng County, station on the border between the two counties, and urgently evacuate the residents of the border cities."

In just half a month, the situation has deteriorated to such an extent that everyone was caught off guard. The mysterious evil power seemed to be growing at a geometric rate as it devoured more and more cities and counties.

"It's time for a decisive battle." Leng Qiu sighed: "This day has come."

He really doesn't want to fight those terrifying and weird blood slaves, but the current situation can no longer hold him back. Setting the battlefield at the border of Xifeng County is better than letting the war spread to the entire Xifeng County. After all, Xifeng County is the hidden sword gate.

The foundation of the country is unbearable no matter what kind of damage it is.

"Senior brother, have you decided?" A Zhu looked at Leng Qiu complicatedly and asked. Beside her were the three girls Mei, Lan and Ju.

There was a trace of struggle in Leng Qiu's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination: "We have no choice. We must at least keep the blood slaves out of Xifeng County! How many Feiyu sword ships can go into battle now?"

"Two ships. The other two ships have been seriously eroded by the blood evil spirit. The forbidden formation system has almost collapsed. It has not been completely repaired yet."

"Just two ships. You and Alan will mobilize the sword ships to accompany me on the expedition. Amei and Aju will stay behind to look after the house and seize the time to repair the remaining two sword ships."

"How many people are you going to bring, senior brother?"

"Everyone above the initial stage of Sword Meridian will fight!" Leng Qiu said decisively.

"Transfer them all? Then our Hidden Sword City will be empty."

"It doesn't matter. With the two spirit beast kings here, Hidden Sword City will be safe. Those elders who stay here will have to change sooner or later. It's better to take them all away."

"Senior brother is very worried, and we sisters will go and prepare now."

Just as the four girls of A Zhu were about to retreat, a disciple ran in like crazy and shouted excitedly: "Master! Someone from Tianchi Sword Sect and Bingyue Sword Sect are here! Please see the master!"

"What?" Leng Qiu didn't react for a moment, and the four A'zhu girls were also a little slow. After all, it's been more than a year since the disaster of the Thunder Mountain Demon Cloud, and no Sword Sect above the third level has ever intervened. Now it suddenly appeared, and once again

Two, which is really unexpected.

"Where are they now?" Leng Qiu asked hurriedly. This was really timely.

"We have been welcomed into the Zhike Hall and will be temporarily hosted by Elder Zhike."

"Please quickly! Oh no! I will go and invite you myself."

Leng Qiu walked quickly to the outside of the palace, but stopped halfway, turned around and asked: "You said it is Tianchi Sword Sect and Bingyue Sword Sect?"

The disciple nodded quickly: "Yes, they are the Tianchi Sword Sect and the Ice Moon Sword Sect!"

A bitter smile appeared on Leng Qiu's face. It turned out to be these two sword sects. The reason was that these two sword sects were both newly promoted sword sects. The Tianchi sword sect was better, having been promoted to the third level more than 30 years ago.

Rank Sword Sect, and the Ice Moon Sword Sect is no more than ten years old! Unexpectedly, the last ones to lend a helping hand are these two newly promoted Sword Sects ranked at the bottom of the Star Pavilion! However, no matter how thin the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.
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