Qutang Gorge.

The green mountains on both sides are like knife cutting, and a big river flows eastward. The two mountains confront each other, the sky opens a line, and the gorge opens, and Qutang Gorge is located. There are flags on both sides of the river, swaying in the wind; on the pile of swaying, a woman in white, whose acupoints are sealed and trapped on a huge rock.

This woman is similar to Xie Junyan, but compared with Xie Junyan, she is less graceful and more heroic than Xie Junyan.

Masters from various major sects such as Qingcheng, Tangmen, Emei, and Shaolin gathered together and stood on the boat, as if facing a great enemy.

Master Xuanyi, the head of Emei, is the Taoist, Jian Wushuang, as a disciple of a famous sect, you should uphold justice and punish evil, but you repeatedly violate the rules of the sect and fall into the path of demons, and you still don’t kneel down!

Jian Wushuang's clothes were covered in dirt, her hair was messy, but her eyes were extremely firm. She closed her lips and looked at everyone with a stubborn face, with a hint of contempt and disdain, as if she was conveying a message that you could catch me, but could not make me surrender.

Master Xuanyi is a famous man in the world. Her words were ignored by Jian Wushuang. She turned to a middle-aged woman and snorted coldly, "Haven Qiong, you good disciples from the Huansha Sword Sect!

Qiong Fanghua, the head of the Huansha Sword Sect, sighed and advised, Wushuang, don’t be obsessed with it. As long as you tell me whereabouts of the leader of the Demon Sect, I can plead with you in front of the major leaders and give you a gentle reluctance.

Jian Wushuang looked at the master who raised him for more than 20 years, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes. She said, Master, your kindness in raising you will never forget. I remember your earnest teachings in my heart. I owe you too much, but Po Changfeng is my lover and has not committed any sins. Why do you have to kill him?

The head of Emei snorted coldly, "Is there no sin?" Isn't this a sin to establish the Demon Sect and kill fellow martial arts fellow workers?"

Jian Wushuang said coldly, the Manichi Cult founded by others is not the devil Cult mentioned by you, Tu Ni. As a monk, you have an affair with a monk. When he just runs into it, he will be framed by you everywhere, and even framed him. Is this what you are doing?

Master Qingming of Shaolin said, don’t swear at others!

Jian Wushuang laughed and said, "Look, before I said anything, someone jumped out on his own initiative. Isn't this a thief shouting to catch a thief?"

Xuan Yi said, this little girl is smart and sensible. Don’t listen to her being polite. Po Changfeng raped and killed my Emei disciple Yufeng. This is what everyone saw with their own eyes. Can this be denied?

Jian Wushuang sarcastically said that Master Xuan Yi, the noble Yufeng, not to mention in Yihongyuan, even under the overpass, no one visited the grassland of five cents at a time. Will my brother Po rape and kill her?

She asked a Qingcheng disciple, "Have you seen Yufeng, if it were you, would you be willing to rape and kill her?"

The Qingcheng disciple shook his head repeatedly. Although the deceased was not very kind, I wouldn't even do it if I paid the money for the junior sister Yufeng.

The head of Qingcheng dragged the long voice, huh?

The disciple of Qingcheng, Lian Dao, the junior sister of Yufeng, sinks fish and falls geese and leaves the moon and shys the flowers. She is the dream lover of every young hero walking in the world!

After saying this, I guess I felt a little against my will. The Qingcheng disciple let out a wow sound and started vomiting.

The head of Qingcheng said angrily, "What do you mean?" Qingcheng disciple defended, Master, I am a landslide, seasick!"

Jian Wushuang laughed loudly. It wasn't that she had broken someone's good deeds and was silenced!

Xuan Yi was furious and drew his sword and wanted to kill her, but was stopped by Qiong Fanghua. Xuan Yi said angrily, Female Qiong, can you be partial to this monster? Qiong Fanghua sighed and gave in. Masters of major sects shouted, burn Jian Wushuang to death and act as a way for the heavens!

Jian Wushuang said proudly, what qualifications do you have to represent the way of heaven?

Xuan Yi said not to argue with this witch and do something! As he said that, someone threw a torch at Yanyi Dui, which was filled with tung oil. Jian Wushuang's eyes showed a sense of reluctance and said, Brother Po, see you in the next life!

A flute sounded, and a sharp wind blew the torch down the river.

Someone was surprised to say, break the wind!

Above the Yangtze River, a small boat went upstream. A handsome man in black on the boat, holding a flute, blew a song "The Moon of Guanshan". The sound of the flute was low and melodious, but it covered the sound of the river flowing. The sound of the wind was like crying and complaining, as if a couple were expressing their love.

The decent martial arts master was in a bad mood but admired the song, showing his vigilance, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he looked at the man in black on the boat nervously.

The song is over.

Po Changfeng said to everyone, aren’t you looking for me? I’m here.

Everyone looked around, afraid that there would be disciples of the Demon Sect ambushing nearby. Po Changfeng seemed to see through their thoughts and said calmly that Jian Wushuang's personal grudge was my Po Changfeng's personal grudge, and it had nothing to do with the disciples of the Holy Sect. He came next.

Qiong Fanghua seemed to want to give Po Changfeng a chance. She said, Po Sect Master, the Central Plains martial arts world and your Manichaeism do not violate the rivers, but in the past six months, you have killed Emei, Shaolin disciples, the Destroyed Qiuyue Villa, and the Dingyuan Escort Agency. The crimes you committed are unforgivable. Can you admit your guilt?

Po Changfeng smiled and said, Shaolin disciple, I killed one. The other few were too big and I couldn't bear it.

The head of Qingcheng asked, "Dare you dare to say that the people from the Dingyuan Escort Agency were not killed by you?"

Po Changfeng said arrogantly, "If you say you kill, just kill me!" I am here today, and I am not discussing these trivial matters with you. He pointed at Jian Wushuang, and I want to take this person away. If anyone stops me, I will kill him."

Qiong Fanghua saw that Po Changfeng refused to defend himself. Before he could speak, he listened to the leader of Emei, and everyone went up and killed this demon demon! Jian Wushuang said, Brother Po, you go quickly, there is an ambush at the bottom of the river!

There was a loud bang, and there were loud bangs.

Huge waves soared into the sky, blowing the boat to pieces. It turned out that the major sects were afraid of the martial arts of the Changfeng and installed mines at the bottom of the water. This kind of mine was produced from the Tang Sect, like the size of a watermelon, which could be connected in series or in parallel. The boat that broke the Changfeng was rowing by, triggering the fuse.

On the Yangtze River, there are debris of boats everywhere. The figure of the Breaking Changfeng disappeared on the surface of the river.

Master Xuan Yi snorted coldly, the leader of the Demon Sect is nothing more than that.

A scream came from a scream. Xuan Yi looked up, but found that Po Changfeng was standing on the pile of Yanqian, unbuttoning Jian Wushuang's acupoints and holding them in his arms. Someone shouted, burning the man and woman to death. Countless torches threw them on the pile of Yanqian.

Po Changfeng couldn't help but get angry when he saw these people looking like they were killed.

The jade flute in his hand was shattered, revealing a long sword. Jian Wushuang's whole body was filled with tung oil. As long as there was a slight spark, it would lead Jian Wushuang into a place of no return. Po Changfeng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were red, saying, "You are forcing me."

Master Xuanyi is a traitor, he will die! The leader of Shaolin also followed.

On this day, the Demon Sect and the major sects in the Central Plains officially broke up.

On this day, blood flowed into a river on the Yangtze River, dyeing the river water ten miles red.

I stared at the picture with my eyes. Through this hollowed-out sphere, I saw the killing of the broken wind on the Yangtze River.

The picture flashed, and the style suddenly changed.

The underworld?

The dome is like an endless barrier. In the underworld, no grass grows, and the angrily wind roars, like a ghost creature.
Chapter completed!