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"Kill Duan Feilong, go..."

In the lord's mansion, after the sloppy Taoist was trapped, when everyone felt that this person and Huang Tianjue would definitely die, a stream of dark tides lurking in the lord began to exert their ability as powerful as a sharp knife.

Among the crowd, there were fifteen dead soldiers who rushed out of the dark tide. In the blink of an eye, more than half of them were injured, and only six were left. However, these six people were led by a middle-aged man. Seeing that their companions were in different places, they didn't even blink. The middle-aged man was covered with a face on his face and held a magic weapon with an extremely high quality medium-grade spiritual treasure, which was like a dragon, and took the opportunity to cut off several Holy Dragon Mountain disciples in front of him. Then they bit their tongues and sprayed an old blood under the sword.

After offering sacrifices, the man became more brave after helping the "Blood King Power Pill". After taking the three swords with his body, he rushed towards the monks close to Duan Feilong with blood. He used his body as a magic weapon to push the crowd back and move it far and wide. Then there was a loud bang, and his body exploded. When the blood and internal organs turned into pieces and sprayed like rain, more than ten disciples around him were surrounded by the huge power generated by the self-destruction, which was blasted all over his body and screamed and retreated repeatedly.

After this person died, the five dead soldiers behind also chose to serve the sect in the same way. The five dead soldiers with good cultivation collectively chose to self-destruct and disintegrate. Even the brave guys could not help but be frightened by such a bloody scene and their calves were twitching.

"Damn it, it's a dead soldier." Tu Tian Pavilion, which had not yet flew out, looked back and his pupils shrank violently, and he quickly retreated from a distance and stood beside Emperor Duan Xinghuang.

Emperor Duan Xing's face turned pale, his excited hands were trembling, and he pointed to the scene where the fierce fighting was happening, saying loudly: "Hurry up, go protect the eldest son, what are you standing and watching?"

Hulala!

With the order from Emperor Duan Xinghuang, all the Holy Dragon Mountain disciples from Kunzhou from the City Lord's Mansion were stunned for a moment, and then rushed towards Duan Feilong like a tide.

On the other side...

"Sect Master, there is an enemy attack outside the mansion."

"I see clearly that it is Feng Jueyu's man. If you come, take all the people and kill them, and don't leave any one."

Fan Xianzhong, who pressed one hand on the Linglong Pagoda, cursed with red eyes. Before he finished speaking, he felt a sudden approaching cold air in front of him.

"Yellow Lotus Sword!"

Fan Xianzhong shrank his neck so scared that he felt a sharp blade flashing through his left ear, and then the left ear became cold, and the pain that pierced the heart reached his heart.

"ah!"

Fan Xianzhong covered his ears and did not dare to turn around and ran back. At the same time, Wu Yuan and Teng Baipo set up long swords and blocked them forward. Then there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the two flew back at the same time. At this moment, the sloppy Taoist suddenly appeared with his left finger sacrifice technique and pointed three finger swords to the left. Wu Ding and Tianhu Taoist quickly jumped back from the Linglong Pagoda.

"Bang!"

The sloppy Taoist who drove away several masters took a deep breath, glanced at the two directions that had become chaotic, and his pale face finally showed a long-lost rosy rosy. He took a picture of Linglong Pagoda, strengthened the barrier defense on the pagoda, and smiled at Huang Tianjue inside, "It's not bad, it's not bad, persist for so long, the Feng surname is finally here."

"It's not my second brother, it's..." Huang Tianjue was also stunned at this time. He knew that Feng Jueyu would arrange personnel to help him break through the city lord, but he never expected that the guy who led the team was Xiao Luqi, and this arrangement made him completely confused.

In fact, Feng Jueyu arranged only one of the sloppy Taoists, because earlier, Feng Jueyu always felt that Duan Xinghuang would use Huang Tianjue to threaten him, so he knew that as long as he did not show up, Duan Xinghuang would never hurt Huang Tianjue's life. So he arranged manpower in the city. If his strength was low, it would not only be useless, but also easily cause unnecessary casualties. This was a bit unnecessary. In addition, he definitely believed in the sloppy Taoists because this was a master arranged by the person he trusted the most.

But what Feng Jueyu never expected was that Emperor Duan Xinghuang's voice in the three-party coalition was not as good as he imagined. Did he even act behind his back at the instigation of the white-haired old man? Since Feng Jueyu didn't know, Huang Tianjue certainly wouldn't understand why Xiao Luqi appeared here. After all, since he was trapped, the information has been blocked.

"Isn't the surname Feng?" The sloppy Taoist was stunned after hearing this, but he ignored it at all and said, "No matter who he is, he is always his own people. Come on, I'll take you out."

The seriously injured sloppy Taoist human body magic and magical powers were very profound. After he breathed back, all the blood on his body had stopped. He grabbed the Linglong Pagoda and prepared to move towards the Death Tide Dead Warrior.

"Stop, don't want to leave." At this time, the two elders Chi Yin rushed over again, and Wu Ding and Tianhu Taoist were waiting for an opportunity to attack next to him. The sloppy Taoist felt very stable.

"Damn it, you two immortals dare to block my words and get out of here."

"Don't think about it."

"Then die!"

The three of them swear and fought each other.

"Xuanjing, where is your people, stop me." Duan Xinghuang's inner state was extremely collapsed at this time. Although others were here, the team of Shenglong Mountain was not in the city. He only brought about two hundred personal followers, and the remaining people were still waiting for orders in Huaishan, a hundred miles outside the city.

Although his men were very good at training, they were facing the deadly tide of death warriors this time. There was no sign of the attack when the dark tide attack took action. This led to the fact that when the fifteen dark tide death warriors appeared, the disciples of Shenglong Mountain were completely unprepared and were directly killed and killed dozens of people.

At the same time, another fifteen dead men from the dark tide appeared without any seams. At this moment, most of the Holy Dragon Mountain disciples around Duan Feihuang had begun to move towards Duan Feilong, but they still could not stop the dark tide's life-threatening fighting style, so at least half of these two hundred people were gone.

In this way, can Emperor Duan Xinghuang not panic?

Of course he was panicked.

However, his orders were not so useful in front of the Lingzhou Alliance cultivators and the Tianluo Sword Sect. After he shouted several times, only a few of the monks in the huge city lord's mansion rushed to rescue him in a confused mind, and they were not the kind of person who sacrificed their lives and protected their master. When they saw that the dead soldiers were trapped, they sacrificed their sacrifices to death. They were all so scared that they were cold and they only surrounded them.

When Emperor Duan Xinghuang saw this, his face turned purple with anger and said angrily to the white-haired old man: "Qingjing, what are you doing? Let your people do it?"

The white-haired old man standing in the crowd always hides his identity. He was, on the one hand, because he needed to remain mysterious and low-key, confusing Feng Jueyu, and on the other hand, because he was afraid, because this person had escaped more than once in front of Xiaoyue Sect.

He is the Qingjing Sanren who once prepared to snatch the control of Bakong City from Xiaoyue Sect with Xu Hao of Leiyin Pavilion.

This person holds a grudge against Xiaoyue Sect, but because he is afraid of Feng Jueyu and Mrs. Hong Xing, he is missing his whereabouts after escaping. When Feng Jueyu comes back, he suspects the alliance of major Tiansects in Lingzhou. Even if he knows that these people are greedy, they are not so brave that they dare to attack Xiaoyue Sect in Lingzhou. After some investigation, he realized that Qingjing was back. It was he who joined forces with Duan Xinghuang and secretly instigated a series of Tiansects, including the Canglong Gang, Shuiyuntian, Qianren Pavilion, etc. to unite with Xiaoyue Sect to be enemies with Xiaoyue Sect.

Duan Xinghuang shouted with a shout. Huang Tianjue's pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately found the place of purity from the crowd, gritted his teeth and said, "Qingjing, it turns out it is you?"

Qingjing was stunned, and then she thought that her identity was not harmless or not exposed, so she smiled sideways and said, "Huang Tianjue, I didn't expect it to be me, haha, after decades of separation, didn't you think I would kill me and shoot back?"

"Qingjing, I finally understand that without you, Fan Xianzhong and the others would not dare to make trouble on Tai Sui. They should have cut you into pieces." Huang Tianjue grinded his teeth in anger.

Qingjing smiled with a smug look on her face and said, "Haha, I feel so comfortable when I see you so resentful. Just like when Wang Mang died for several days, it's a pity that he didn't know that it was me who personally sent him on his way."

"You killed Mr. Wang? You fucking..." Huang Tianjue suddenly heard this and was so angry that he was about to rush out of Linglong Pagoda to fight Qingjing.

But the sloppy Taoist pressed the barrier tightly and whispered: "Don't be impulsive, he will provoke you out, the revenge will be revenged soon. The Feng surname is a reversal, and what are you anxious about?"

After appearing in peace, Huang Tianjue understood why Feng Jueyu had been holding his troops. Now he thought, Emperor Duan Xinghuang was really aggressive, and even the old opponent from Xiaoyue Sect to Lingzhou was found. In this open and secret battle, how many secret chess does Emperor Duan Xinghuang have in his hands?

Too scary.

When Qingjing saw Huang Tianjue being angry, she knew that his method of agitating was useless. At this time, he saw Duan Xinghuang's eyes as if he was going to eat people, and quickly turned around and asked a group of about dozens of mysterious men in black behind him: "Feng Jueyu's move is very good. He just took Duan Feilong and tried to use hostage threats to exchange for Huang Tianjue. Senior, do we care?"

After saying that, a masked man in black was behind Qingjing and said, "The people from Shenglong Mountain are still outside the city. Emperor Duan Xinghuang just came to show his face. No one around him can be used. If we don't care, we can't cooperate. Let the people from Fan Xianzhong go over. They are all from Xiaoyue Sect, kill one less."

"I think so too." Qingjing laughed sinisterly, then shouted: "Where is your person in Fan Xianzhong?"

"Are all the disciples of the Canglong Gang dead dead? Still not taking action?" Fan Xianzhong gave a command, and a large number of cultivators rushed to the tide of dead soldiers.

"There is a free time there, Wu Ming, come with me." Xiao Luqi took Wu Ming and pretended to be an ordinary monk in the crowd and started to do it one after another, and suddenly saw a chance.

...

At the same time, in the woods in the direction of Huaishan Mountain, Huang Yingqi looked at the tens of thousands of troops in the hinterland of the mountain flying into the sky like a long dragon, and his eyes lit up: "Li Yuan, Hu Tong, look, what flag is that?"

"Brahma Flag? I am from Shenglong Mountain." Li Yuan and Hu Tong exclaimed.
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