Seven hundred and thirtieth eight chapters six comers
“Papa pa pa…”
The raindrops hit the ground, causing small round ripples to appear on the small puddles on the road.
There was a sound, and the puddle was crushed by the hurried white-clad hard-soled shoes, and splashed in all directions.
.
At the end of the road, the figure of the team in white disappeared.
At the trade fair.
Watching many white-clothed officers heading to Beicheng District for support, the white-coated and red-coated operational commanders in the tea shop were all silent.
After a long time, someone finally spoke up.
“Holy power?”
"Well, it's unlikely to be an illusion. I guess someone must have known about the actions at the Lingque Fair and decided to take action in another place."
"who?"
“Within the East Heavenly King City, apart from the Holy Temple, the semi-holy forces probably only have the newly arrived Jiang family and the First Tower in Heaven.”
“That’s the Jiang family. After all, these people are not here tonight, but the people on the first floor of the sky are at the fair.”
The communication between the commanders in white is very simple.
In just a few sentences, the situation is clearly analyzed.
“What do you want to do by taking this opportunity to attack the Half-Saint Jiang Family?” Someone else asked.
“Jiang family Jiang Xian, Sanyan pupils...” another person in white speculated.
After saying this, the tea shop became quiet again.
Three disgusted pupils.
When it comes to this, it cannot be a trivial matter.
As the white garment that cuts off darkness and eliminates evil, as the only ray of light in the darkness.
How many of you present here don’t know that Sanyan Tongmu is a big deal and involves many things?
Support has been sent, but no one said a word at the moment.
Man proposes, God disposes.
I just hope that the war situation in Beicheng District will not be bad news by then.
“How many people!”
At this moment, Chu Lisheng, who was warming tea in the back, suddenly spoke up and interrupted the conversation of the people in white with a solemn expression.
“What’s the matter?”
The commander in white immediately looked around.
“There’s some bad news…”
Chu Lisheng held the communication bead in his hand and said sadly: "I just received news. It was a message from the Yao family in Wangcheng. It was said that Yao Ye, the old man of the Yao family, died tonight. The person who took action was a man named Bazun Shu.
"
Snap.
There were two tables in white clothes and red clothes, and everyone stood up in shock.
“Eight acquaintances?”
Vigil was surprised: “Real person, or a fake?”
Chu Lisheng looked back and said sadly: "Several seniors in red clothes are not from the royal city. They may not know that Yao Ye of the Yao Mansion is the sword holder of the Taosheng Water Sword in the Twenty-one Famous Swordsmen.
Taixu’s cultivation.”
At this moment, the pupils of the people watching at night shrank suddenly.
Taixu……
died?
If Chu Lisheng could convey such words, Yao Ye must have truly fallen.
And the fluctuations caused by Taixu's death were so small?
Even, sit in this tea shop.
The whole attention of Bai Yi and Hong Yi was attracted by the Lingque Fair and the Holy Power.
I never expected that Taixu would die in battle tonight.
“In this case, it can only be the sound of the sword just now...”
Among the commanders in white, someone Chi Ning spoke up.
Indeed, before the holy power broke out, there was a sound of sword sound from the west.
But no one took it seriously at the time.
Yao Mansion’s Jian Ming, isn’t that normal?
How could I have imagined that that was Yao Ye’s last cry!
“Test the sword?”
A commander in white with a sword asked.
"Um."
Chu Lisheng nodded: "Simply competing with swords, regardless of other things, Yao Ye failed to guard the sword and died. This is a serious matter in the ancient sword cultivation method."
Serious……
If it were left to him, everyone would be willing to believe that this is a serious matter, and it is really serious.
But tonight there is a raging wind and it happens to be happening, how can this be serious?
“So, is it really the Eighth Sword Immortal?”
Shouye looked back at the people around him, and the battle in the Eighth Palace outside the White Cave came to mind.
At that time, their mission was over, and the rest was the responsibility of the white clothes, so Gou Wuyue ordered the few of them in red clothes to leave the scene first.
I never thought about it.
As soon as they left, they heard that there was a battle in the Eight Palaces, and seven hundred people in white clothes were killed.
Even the Moonless Sword Immortal was defeated by a dead branch at the head of the Holy Slave.
And the identity of the other party is also ready to be revealed.
“The Eighth Sword Immortal…”
Lan Ling murmured in a low voice: "He is here too."
No one can fear the words "Eighth Sword Immortal".
That’s a myth!
It is not from ancient times, but only from the Eastern Region a few decades ago. It can be said to be contemporary...a true myth!
After the battle in the Eight Palaces, the declaration of war by the Holy Slave and the Eighth Sword Immortal was actually suppressed by the Holy Temple to avoid causing panic and the following of the dark forces.
But outsiders don’t know it, but my own family understands it!
The first saint slave is the Eighth Sword Immortal, the Eight Masters.
This is well known to everyone in white and red.
As soon as the situation at the Lingque Fair was settled, the other side took action.
“This is too fast!”
Vigil was amazed at the speed of the Holy Slave.
These people seem to have great eyes, as if they are watching every move in the Holy Temple all the time.
And once the Holy Temple is leaked, there will be no defense.
The fatal blow in the secret is delivered to you head on!
“But why did he touch Yao Ye but not us?”
“Personal grudge?”
Some people have doubts.
Then someone thought of a very ancient legend.
“Twenty-one Famous Swords...”
"Yes, the Eight Masters should be eyeing these twenty-one famous swords."
“From ancient times to the present, no one has collected all the famous swords, but there are legends that when all the famous swords are collected, this will be a road to sainthood.”
In the past, everyone thought the rumors were false.
Before the Eighth Sword Immortal was actually released, no one would believe in such a ridiculous path.
Even if there are twenty-one famous swords, no one can wield twenty-one swords at the same time.
How could this be another path to canonization?
But when Bazunzhen, whose identity was confirmed, took action and actually acted on this path, Bai Yi immediately uploaded the information.
Whether this inference is accurate or not.
In short, the enemy’s intentions.
The Holy Temple only needs to be stopped.
The holy power is leaked, and the Eight Masters take action...
At such a sensitive period of the Lingque Fair, such disgusting things happened.
Even though the commanders in white and red here have experienced a lot, they all feel a little panicked.
“Have our people not arrived yet?”
At this time, the watchman looked at Chu Lisheng and asked inquiringly.
He is one of the few people in the Eighth Palace who has seen such a magnificent battle, so he is even more aware of the horror of the Eighth Sword Immortal.
Since the other party has decided to take action, it is obviously not possible to just grab a famous sword.
Because, Xu Xiaoshou may still be at the trade fair today.
Saint slave, it is impossible to sit idly by and watch.
That’s the case.
Even dark forces such as Saint Nuna will intervene in this situation.
At that time, even Gou Wuyue was suppressed, so this transaction will be such a battle.
Even if there are many people.
Without a big boss in charge, how can the operation be successful?
"It should be soon..." Chu Lisheng responded subconsciously. As he spoke, he suddenly looked at the void on the other side and changed his words: "Here he comes!"
falls with a sound.
You will see ripples in the void.
Subsequently, a complex pattern of Dao patterns spread out, filling a small half of the sky, making the night glow a little.
The next breath after the construction of the Tianji array is completed.
A small space passage expanded, and two young figures, a man and a woman, came out of it.
The man is tall and straight, handsome and plump, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is high-spirited.
The woman's figure is graceful, her face is covered with gauze, and her starry eyes are shining with hope.
The appearance of this combination is simply like the emperor's son and fairy from heaven descending to earth.
They both have refined temperaments and are not tainted by fireworks.
The originally solemn night was decorated with the most gorgeous touches and became more beautiful.
“The little female fish knows Wen well and has met several seniors.”
As soon as he appeared, Yu Zhiwen took the lead in twirling his delicate hands and bowing.
Then she turned her eyes and looked at the table in red with a little surprise, "Sister Lan Ling..."
“Sister Zhiwen!”
Lan Ling was also surprised by the visitor.
The last time she cooperated with Yu Zhiwen in the White Cave, she understood the terrifying celestial skills of contemporary young people, and also understood why the Holy Temple dared to gradually send young people to cooperate with the actions of red clothes, white clothes and others.
More than just exercise.
They really work!
It was so useful that except for the accident of "running" on the Lijian grassland, Lan Ling couldn't find any fault with Yu Zhiwen.
And that disturbing sound of "run"...
Tell the truth.
Until the end, Lan Ling never dared to ask directly whether it came from Xu Xiaoshou or Yu Zhiwen.
The matter is over.
So I let it go.
Pursuit?
Pointless.
Falling from the void, Yu Zhiwen floated to the red table and came to Lan Ling.
Lan Ling smiled and said: "Why is it you? I thought you had returned to the Central Region to resume your life."
Yu Zhiwen quirked his eyebrows and replied with a slight smile: "I am disappointed with Sister Lan Ling, but Master asked me to stay in the Eastern Region on standby, saying that there is still something useful, and by the way, he also brought it to me.
A helper who can come in handy right now."
“There’s nothing to be disappointed with…”
Lan Ling laughed and shook his head. Following Yu Zhiwen's gaze, he looked at the young man who was still floating in the void, as if he was aloof, and seemed to be waiting for others to introduce him. He was taking advantage of the gap to look at the world curiously.
“This is it?” she asked.
Yu Zhiwen introduced with an expressionless face: "My senior brother, Situ Yongren, is number one on the Taoist Heavenly Ranking. He is the beloved disciple of the Taoist Palace Master. He is much more powerful than me."
Everyone was surprised.
Tao Ministry, one of the six divisions of the Holy Temple.
The Taoist Tianbang is a ranking list for delving into the mysteries of the world. Those on the list have extremely profound attainments in the art of heaven.
Everyone already knows that the fish in front of him knows the temperature, and he is ranked second in the Taoist rankings.
Unexpectedly, the person coming this time was actually her senior brother.
No. 1 on the Tian list.
This also means that among the younger generation, this person is the one with the strongest celestial skills.
besides……
The beloved disciple of the Taoist Palace Master!
It can be said that this sound allowed everyone to truly see the background of the young man floating in the void.
The current master of the Holy Temple and the disciple of Dao Qiongang.
To put it in secular terms…
This must be the prince!
“Junior sister is joking.”
Situ Yongren, who was introduced at this time, slowly landed on the ground and said slowly:
“Senior brother, I’m just crazy about how old I am and how many more years I’ve learned the art of heaven.”
"Junior sister was born to be ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking. Now she has become a Grandmaster and has her first glimpse of the way of Heaven."
“Once the Pearl Star Pupils are opened, who loses and who wins is a matter of two opinions, haha.”
Situ Yong has a refined temperament, a very humble demeanor, and his words are impeccable.
However, under the veil, Yu Zhiwen only pursed his red lips and did not answer any words.
Situ Yongren's face was calm. After finishing his sentence, he saw Yu Zhiwen and was speechless. He calmly turned his head and looked at the white and red clothes around him.
“Junior Situ Yongren has met all the seniors, so if you come here this time, you can send them as you wish.”
have to say.
Except for the condescending scene just now, Situ Yongren’s performance is hard to fault, and he seems gentle.
But Chu Lisheng, who was holding the teapot behind him, frowned slightly.
I wonder if it was because he had been involved in officialdom for too long that it was difficult for Chu Lisheng to have a good impression of this young man at the first time.
In front of so many seniors in white and red, Chu Lisheng had to speak well.
As soon as this Situ Yong appeared, he first spoke in a condescending manner, and then ignored his seniors. When he couldn't chat with his junior sister, he turned to Bai Yi and Hong Yi.
Although his attitude is humble and polite.
But Chu Lisheng's first sense was that he was too arrogant.
But when he turned around and saw the seniors in red and white, they didn't seem to care at all about the order of address, and Chu Lisheng suddenly felt ashamed.
right!
How can these white-coated and red-coated men who wander on the knife-edge of life and death care about the order in which a junior is treated?
Stand firm.
The ability is sufficient.
Just think about it.
"let's start!"
The commander in white didn't talk too much and said to Yu Zhiwen and Situ Yongren.
Situ Yongren glanced back at him without saying a word, then turned to look at Yu Zhiwen, raised the corners of his lips, and said with a gentle smile: "Junior sister, shall we start?"
Yu Zhiwen didn't say a word, but silently stretched out his hand, made a light seal, and slowly pressed it to the void.
In an instant, complex patterns of heavenly secrets appeared.
The Tianji formation that transported the two people has expanded again, and the space channel has become stronger.
Situ Yongren stared at it for a long time, smiled and came back to his senses, and also stretched out his hands.
The throne is infused with spiritual energy, and the void is buzzing.
Subsequently, Tao marks appeared on Situ Yongren's body, and then spread into the void in his spiritual thoughts.
In an instant, everyone could feel that the Tianji formation pattern had undergone earth-shaking changes.
For example, Yu Zhiwen’s Tianji Technique has made this space channel the greatest consolidation.
That Situ Yongren gave wings to the space passage, allowing the heavenly secret patterns here to be sublimated like a qualitative change.
“So strong...”
Lan Ling’s eyes were filled with shock.
She is a spiritual formation master, so she understands the power of Situ Yongren better.
Such a young man not only has the throne cultivation level, but also masters such powerful celestial techniques.
You must know that it is not a fixed large-scale teleportation array, but a space channel construction that instantly connects two domains.
Since ancient times, only heavenly magicians of the level of Dao Palace Master can do it.
And now, two juniors have accomplished such a feat.
genius!
While thinking about it, an excited scream came from inside the void passage.
“Come on, come on, the space channel is finally out, I can finally come out and play, hahaha, damn, my butt is deformed after sitting on it for so many years!”
Amidst the strange screams, a hunched old man as short as a dwarf jumped out.
As soon as Fang appeared, the man's eyes glowed green and he looked at the surrounding environment with great interest.
“Little girl!”
The hunchbacked old man’s eyes shone brightly when he knew the fish was warm.
Such beauty, even if covered with a veil, was simply the only thing he had ever seen in his life.
At that moment, the hunchbacked old man jumped up high, brushed his presence, then rubbed his hands and asked excitedly: "Little girl, what is your name... hmm?"
When he realized that the space passage was constructed by the girl in front of him, the hunchbacked old man's eyes were slightly surprised, and then he changed the topic and said urgently:
“Stop, stop!”
“It’s enough to have me. There’s no need to call out the others. This time, I’m sure to blow them up.”
He waved his hands.
Yu knew that there was fragrant sweat on Wen Yu's neck, but he didn't dare to stop moving his hands.
At this time, as soon as the hunchbacked old man finished speaking, another fierce and arrogant angry voice came from inside the space passage:
“Wang Dachui, you have such a loud and smelly breath, and you are not afraid of smelling it!”
“Back then, Quirehan knocked you into a hunchback with a hammer. Now it seems that you haven’t healed your damn wounds yet, so you dare to speak arrogantly?”
“You alone, without anyone to lift you up, can you jump up and hit the enemy’s knees?”