The paths in Mulberry Village turn into natural chasms.
A figure flew out of the bottomless ravine. Looking carefully, he saw that the person was a young man. His green robe was still attached to his body, and it was not damaged or wrinkled from the previous fight.
Standing in mid-air, he looked around and sighed softly.
"The realm has risen too fast. After all, it is because of the lack of precipitation over the years."
Although Wrath Sword Fairy and Gu Sword Fairy teamed up not to cause much damage to him, they themselves did not leave anyone behind either.
Following the direction in which the auras of the two people dissipated, Zhao Shou raised his head and looked over. Suddenly, he couldn't help but frown, and ripples appeared again on the lake in his heart.
Then he counted with his fingers, and his face suddenly turned cold.
“Do you really think I don’t dare to kill you??”
After saying this, he stepped into the air, waved his hand, and an ancient long sword came towards him. He took advantage of the situation and grabbed the ancient sword, and flew away with the wind.
"In this case, we have completely offended Qingcheng Mountain!"
In an inn next to the official road, the old man of the Tang family was smoking a cigarette. When he heard an old man from Wushuang City talking, he smiled softly.
"Don't you think that we have already offended when we participated in this matter?"
"Our scheming people pale in comparison to these two little guys!"
"Based on what happened before, if it weren't for the two of them, do you think that boy would have obeyed? If that little Taoist priest went crazy, who of you could stop him?"
After hearing the words of the old man of the Tang family, everyone present looked at each other, with a trace of fear flashing deep in their eyes.
"Since you've already offended, why do you care if it's just one or two?"
The old man of the Tang family flashed a hint of sadness at the corner of his mouth.
"Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now. Do you think the magical eunuch can bring this person back to us?"
A woman leaning against the doorframe was twiddling her fingers, her tone a bit desolate.
"uncertain!"
A man in red clothes walked in with a gloomy expression.
This person is none other than Mr. Su Changhe, the master of Anhe who came back early.
What Su Muyu said before finally worked. That battle was not suitable for them to participate in.
"Master!"
When they saw the visitor, except for a few very senior monsters in the world, everyone else greeted him.
"What's the meaning?"
Mu Yumo was silent for a moment and then asked.
"There is an error in the intelligence, and the fugue is invincible."
Su Changhe tightened his fists. There was a hint of fanaticism deep in his eyes, but there was also a hint of fear.
When they evacuated, it was when the battle reached its peak. Although they did not see what the trump cards of the two sword immortals were, the fluctuations caused afterward were no worse than the previous sword attack.
"They are dead??"
The old man of the Tang family knocked the cigarette rod in his hand and asked casually, but this sentence made everyone present feel excited.
Although they didn't name anyone, they all knew who the person Mr. Tang was asking about.
It was the two swordsmen who came to stop him before.
"uncertain!"
At this time, another voice came in, and then a pale man walked in. He was holding a black umbrella in his hand, but he was the top killer of the underground river, the umbrella-wielding ghost Su Muyu.
Immediately afterwards, Xie Qidao also walked in.
He glanced around and saw that the small inn was already full of people. Most of them were old guys. The aura around them was fluctuating, and the lowest level was that of the happy world.
If this situation happened normally, he would probably tremble in his heart. Youdao is a gang of two men, and it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. But this time, for the first time, he had doubts in his heart.
What are their chances of winning if they fight that person?
"Who are these two little guys??"
Suddenly Xie Qidao looked at the two little Taoist priests who were gagged, and raised his brows unconsciously.
"One of the people from Qingcheng Mountain is Li Fansong, a disciple of Dao Sword Immortal, who has a close relationship with Zhao Shouyi, and the other is named Fei Xuan, and he seems to have 80% of Qingcheng Mountain's destiny!"
Mu Yumo's eyes were dark. Although the man had been arrested, her heart was in chaos after hearing Su Changhe's words.
"One more thing."
Mr. Tang put the cigarette rod back into his waist and spoke again.
After hearing what Mrs. Tang was saying, Su Changhe first checked with Mu Yumo whether the place had been settled properly. After receiving a definite answer, he looked at the other party.
"Oh! I wonder what Mr. Tang is talking about??"
Mr. Tang's small eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of meaning in his eyes.
"This place is eighty miles away from Xueyue City. It's not close, but it's not far either. There was such a big movement just now. People over there should have noticed it!"
Hearing this, several elders in Wushuang City could not help but narrow their eyes. This was reasonable. It would not be easy to deal with a master of the Mystic Realm.
If Xue Yuecheng gets involved again, their plan this time will be in vain.
When Su Changhe heard this, an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"We have made arrangements for this matter, even on the Qingcheng Mountain side. We never fight uncertain battles. This is something that Mr. Tang and the seniors in Wushuang City can rest assured. After all, this time we secretly
He also has all his information, and that kind of situation is not what we want to see!"
Upon hearing Su Changhe's words, Mr. Tang was stunned.
How many masters are there in the Dark River? Although the Tang Sect is too specific and doesn't know, but the number of people present is almost the same. Xueyue City and Qingcheng Mountain actually still have people available?
"To put it this way, the old man is blind and has underestimated his fellow Jianghu colleagues. No wonder this operation is organized by you!"
Hearing what Old Mrs. Tang said, Su Changhe narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Tang. Sometimes the person who can stop someone is not necessarily a master!"
The people from the Tang family who came this time, in addition to the old man of the Tang family, were also the three elders of the Tang family, Tang Yin, Tang Xi, and Tang Yueluo.
When Tang Li heard what Su Changhe said, he couldn't help but asked: "What do you mean, sir??"
Suchanghe turned around and looked out the door.
His tone suddenly became a little emotional.
"Several seniors, Tang Sect is famous in the world. One of them relies on hidden weapons, and the other one I think is much more powerful than hidden weapons!"
Hearing this, the people from Tang Clan and Wushuang City couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
The Tang Sect is established in the world, one of which is hidden weapons, and the other is poisonous arts.
Su Changhe's meaning is self-evident. The people who go to Xueyue City and Qingcheng Mountain are probably not martial arts masters, but poison masters.
After all, there is another family in the dark river that specializes in poison.