Seeing this, Liu Ruxu's petite figure shook, flew into the sky, slowly landing in front of Lanfeng and stopped.
Lan Feng stood in the air with blood. Seeing Liu Ruxu coming, he looked at the other party with a strong murderous aura, and his expression seemed to be raising his hand and was about to kill him.
Feeling Lan Feng's murderous thoughts locked, Liu Ruxu's body collapsed tightly, staring at Lan Feng with a warning face.
As the two of them confronted each other in this way, the void instantly shrouded aura of horror and the scene became as quiet as death and gloomy.
Suddenly, Lan Feng's bloody eyes blinked, and in a flash of his big hand, he took away the Blood-Drinking Mad Sword, so the killing aura in his bloody eyes gradually dissipated.
The ninth-level golden bridge also turned into a golden light in several rotations, flashing into Lan Feng's body and disappeared.
"Are you okay?" Liu Ruxu looked for Lan Feng's knife marks and frowned. After a while, she asked this question. Maybe Liu Ruxu had always been cold and cold, but suddenly said something about concern, but it seemed hard and not natural at all.
Lan Feng glanced at the other party and didn't say anything. With his will, the magical art of rebelling against the heavens in his body began to rush into crazily. His knife wound was in Liu Ruxu's eyes, which healed slowly as visible to the naked eye, and healed in an instant.
After Lan Feng was almost recovering, Liu Ruxu's slender jade hand was lightly played, and the strong wind of "buzzing..." broke out. On the ground not far away, Baimo Pavilion, which was imprisoned by Liu Ruxu, was swung and flew upside down and fell on Liu Ruxu's hand.
"Let's go. With him in your hands, you can avoid certain killings. You can easily control the highest cultivation pagoda."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ruxu shook her body and grabbed Mo Baizhang beside her and jumped away in the air. Lan Feng was stunned for a moment and walked in the air.
Just as Lan Feng and the others flew away, a moment later, a light lit up outside the void not far away.
The light flashed and kept walking towards this side, and its speed was very fast. It appeared here in a few blinks.
A young man in a yellow robe floated in a few spirals in the air. This person was the peerless genius of Zixiao Pavilion, Ziyunxiao.
Ziyunxiao fell in the air, feeling the sword intent and Taotian's evil aura that remained on the battlefield after the war. She couldn't help but feel moved.
He looked back and stared at Bailimodao whose head was cut off. He walked down the sky with his big foot and stood in front of Bailimodao's bloody corpse.
"This is not done by Ling Tian from Lingyun Pavilion. Although Baili Modao was also killed by the long sword, this is not Ling Tian's sword intent. There are rolling evil spirits everywhere here."
Staring at Baili Modao who was lying on the ground with a bloody head, Zi Yunxiao could tell at a glance that this was not done by any of the four major forces in the city.
"When the competition for the highest cultivation pagoda will begin, the fifth unknown force appears in the city?" Zi Yunxiao fell into a terrible meditation for a moment.
"Come over. Brother and the others will be there, let's go over and take a look."
"Brother, the elder brother, and the others may have something to discuss. You decide to go over and you won't be beaten by them..."
A whisper came not far away. Ziyunxiao heard it and glanced at the source of the sound. He saw that it was Baimo Pavilion's slinger and then he swung his body and flew away in the air.
There is only one Baimo Pavilion sect with the highest cultivation pagoda of Tianzi's character practice, and the others are all martial arts practitioners of the Great Perfection of the Mortal Body Realm.
Lan Feng Liu Ruxu and the others pressed Mo Baizhang in their hands. Mo Baizhang, the core figure of Baimo Pavilion, spoke, and the martial artist who was honestly invited out of the Supreme Practice Secret Room.
The disciples of Baimo Pavilion who were left at the highest cultivation pagoda were gone in shame. Mo Baizhang and the disciples of the highest cultivation pagoda left quietly, indicating the decline of Baimo Pavilion, the major force in the city.
Liu Ruxu kept standing beside Lan Feng. Looking at all this, she felt like she was dreaming, and she felt unreal.
It was not until the sect of Miyue Pavilion was brought one after another by Li Fengxian and appeared in the highest cultivation pagoda that she had confirmed that everything was true and real. It was her cooperation with the descendants of the devilish descendants of the Beiming Heavenly Lord. He killed the strongest Baili Modao in Baimo Pavilion, and hurry up to be the giant Baimo Pavilion.
Even at this moment, Liu Ruxu had an impulse, wanting to let Lan Feng cut the knot and kill several powerful martial artists from the other two forces together, and Du Zuncheng in Miyue Pavilion.
However, she was quickly knocked by her. She knew that this was an unreal idea. Regardless of whether Lan Feng was willing to do this, in terms of strength, whether Lan Feng could face the anger of Ling Tian and Zi Yunxiao.
"Sister Ruxu, will I just say it? This pervert is crazy and can definitely do it." Li Fengxian came to the highest cultivation pagoda, and saw this and was so happy that he hugged Liu Ruxu's arm.
Liu Ruxu still looks like a dead face, cold and cold, not happy for external things or worry about external things.
"Xiao Lanfeng, thank you, Fengxian loves you so much, hum... kiss..." Li Fengxian looked back and saw Lanfeng standing there like a wooden man, stunned, then rushed over, hugged Lanfeng and kissed her and started to touch her.
Lan Feng frowned, and with his body trembling, he pushed Li Fengxian away, and swept his cold eyes and looked at Liu Ruxu.
"Fairy Ruxu, I hope that I will not be disturbed in these ten days. If I am forcibly walking out of the Supreme Cultivation Secret Room, you should know the consequences. Miyue Pavilion will no longer exist." Lan Feng said coldly, then turned around and walked into the Supreme Cultivation Secret Room.
"Boom..." After Lan Feng stepped into the highest cultivation secret room, the stone door of the secret room closed with a loud bang.
Liu Ruxu stood there coldly and frost. She kept thinking about Lan Feng's words. She believed Lan Feng very much. If she was disturbed within ten days and Lan Feng was forced to walk out of the highest cultivation room, he would kill wildly.
"Everyone set up the Qingyuan Zhuxian Sword Formation according to the Seventy-Two Xuan Positions of Tiangang." After a moment of silence, Liu Ruxu shouted in his voice, "Sister Fengxian, you go there too. I will do my best to deploy this formation. If anyone dares to break into the range of this formation within ten days, he will kill him."
Li Fengxian was so happy that she wanted to tease her cold senior sister for a few words, but when she saw the other party's face was solemn, she didn't dare to be careless anymore. Her whole body changed instantly and became extremely serious.
"Xiaozhen, go over some, you are in Qian position, Ali, you are in Kun position..."
"Ah, Ziyan, you have to stand in the position of Kan..."
"Oh...you guys are getting faster, can you? Senior sister is going to get angry..."
The female disciples of Miyue Pavilion instantly set up the Qingyuan Zhuxian sword formation while walking busy.
Looking at this, Liu Ruxu held the Qingyuan Immortal Sword in his hand, and jumped into the eyes of the formation. He muttered something in his mouth. Suddenly, a piece of sword energy flew out from the highest cultivation pagoda, and the sword light soared into the sky and played martial arts.
But after a moment, the sword formation fainted silently and disappeared into this world as if it had never appeared before.
A ray of sunlight gently passed through the fog of nine days, floating in this quiet city, causing a trace of light to appear in the dark city.
"Shit..."
Amidst the sounds, martial artists came out of the cave or hotel, and began their time to dislike the Wind Demon Stone.
"Baili Modao was killed, Baili Modao was killed..."
A martial artist quietly walked towards Baimo Pavilion. Today he was going to Baimo Pavilion to collect a task and then stepped into the cultivation pagoda under Baimo Pavilion for practice.
But not long after he stepped into Baimo Pavilion, he flew out like he had lost his soul, shouting, and he seemed to be crazy.
As the martial artist finished speaking, the city seemed to be blown away, and many martial artists rushed towards Baimo Pavilion.
After a short time, the once glorious martial artists of Baimo Pavilion rushed out of the cabinet. Behind them were all hunted by enemies, they were desperate and were only concerned about escaping.
"Baimo Pavilion is over, the four major forces in the city, Baimo Pavilion has been destroyed overnight and no longer exists..."
"Who did this? Two days ago, Baili Modao confronted Ling Tian from Lingyun Pavilion. Something was suddenly killed and his bloody head was cut off."
"Is it really over? Is this once arrogant Baimo Pavilion really over?"
The city was talking about Baimo Pavilion everywhere, and everything was said. For a moment, the city became unprecedentedly lively.
The disciples of Baimo Pavilion were like rats crossing the street and everyone was beheaded one by one. Without the protection of Baimodao, the strongest man, Baimo Pavilion was moved to the ground overnight.
Since Zixiao Pavilion Ziyunxiao came back last night, she locked herself in a secret room, and no one wanted to see her. He was thinking about who killed Baili Modao, an enemy who had been suppressing him.
It was not until afternoon that Zi Yunxiao walked out of the secret room and led his disciples to Fengyun, and took over the two cultivation pagodas of Baimo Pavilion.
Lingyun Pavilion, led by Lingtian, kept taking this matter aside. All the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion were determined to find Lanfeng, which was to hurt the little princess of Lingyun Pavilion.
After a few days, Lan Feng disappeared out of thin air. No matter how many people Ling Tian sent out or even hired casual cultivators in the city to follow him, he never found him.
A few days later, the eighth cultivation pagoda controlled by Lingyun Pavilion, the highest cultivation secret room in the tower. In a shaking room, the stone door sounded a few "boom" sounds, and the stone door opened loudly. Ling Muxue was anxious and walked out of the secret room.
"Brother, brother..."
Ling Muxue stepped out of the secret room and felt as if she had encountered something horrible. She screamed in an anxious and excited manner.
Other martial arts cultivators in the Lingyun Pavilion sect made way out and did not dare to provoke the little princess of Lingyun Pavilion, for fear of being killed by Lingtian's thunderous force. (To be continued...)