The Thousand City Order was improved by Fang Ping. The blast sound is extremely loud and can be transmitted ten miles away. The flame color response is vivid and can be clearly seen in the daytime.
"This is people from Xueyue City asking for help..." Hua Jin said blankly, "Master, you..."
When she turned her head, she found that there was nothing beside her, and Fang Ping had already set off first.
At the same time, He Qu and He Cong were patrolling around the Sword Tomb. After seeing the Thousand City Order, they immediately went to support them.
...
On the other side, Lei Wujie supported Xiao Se who had just fainted and scratched his ears:
"Senior Sister Qianluo, Xiao Se said to run quickly, why are you running? We just sent out a distress signal. If we don't wait here, what should we do if support can't find us?"
"..."
Qianluo Zhuqiang pondered for a moment:
"Stupid! The killer can also see the Thousand City Order, run away!"
The two of them immediately fled into the distance with Xiao Se on their backs.
But not long after they left, two black shadows suddenly arrived. Both of them were wearing bamboo hats and black robes, and their auras were gloomy and restrained.
Su Changli looked at the traces here and said coldly:
"Just left, chase."
"Hehehe, we can't let him escape this time!"
Mu Ying laughed slyly, but when the laughter subsided, the place was empty and the two of them were nowhere to be seen.
At the same time, Lei Wujie carried Xiao Se on his back and ran with Sikong Qianluo through the dense forest.
There was no horse, and the one with the best Qinggong was seriously injured and fell into coma, which made the already passive people even more anxious.
"Senior Sister Qianluo, will there be reinforcements nearby?"
"How do I know!" Sikong Qianluo alerted everyone around him, "You should run faster with Xiao Se on your back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a killing sword energy came through the air, causing the two people's backs to tense up immediately.
"Get out of the way!"
Sikong Qianluo shouted loudly, the tip of the silver moon spear flashed with cold light, and he turned around to parry the spear thrust.
"Dang!"
The sound of the clashing of golden swords was heard, and Sikong Qianluo was unable to block the energy of the giant sword. He took more than ten steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Lei Wujie saw this and decisively drew his sword to fight the enemy.
"Senior Sister Qianluo, take Xiao Se away first. I'll wait for reinforcements here!"
"Reinforcements? I'm afraid there won't be any," Su Changli said coldly, approaching step by step with his giant sword.
Mu Ying chuckled and flexibly shuttled through the forest canopy. His appearance was strange and changeable, making his scalp numb.
Suddenly, Su Changli raised his sword and struck violently. Lei Wujie greeted him with a killing blow and responded with explosive fire.
After the blow, Lei Wujie took three steps back, his energy and blood surged, and he was obviously inferior.
Su Changli spoke calmly:
"Today, you will die too."
The giant sword raised its blade and whistled in the wind. Qianluo wanted to attack with his silver spear, but the sword was tough and difficult to break. Thousands of faces were blocking the way with sly smiles.
Seeing that the giant blade was about to be chopped down, Lei Wujie hurriedly blocked it with his sword and pushed forward with all his strength.
He can dodge, but what about the desolation behind him?
The next moment, Su Changli jumped up high, his giant sword like a rising dragon, the wind pressure was sharp and the pressure was breathtaking.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!
A flash of golden light flooded into the field of vision, piercing the haze and darkness.
"When—!"
The sound of the bell is rippling, ethereal and melodious, as if it comes from heaven.
The golden light of Sanskrit is like a purifying mantra, and the shock of the giant killing blade cannot be eliminated.
Su Changli held down the giant sword and looked at the visitor with a wary face. His black robe was like clouds and ink, and his eyebrows were like the light of a sword.
Anhe has information about this person... The fourth city lord of Xueyue City, Aoki Sword Immortal - Fang Ping!
Lei Wujie also recognized the person and suddenly said in surprise:
"Fourth Master!!"
Fang Ping glanced at Su Changli and Mu Ying and asked Lei Wujie:
"Who are they and why are they chasing you?"
The latter shook his head:
"Xiao Se said they were from Anhe, but I don't know why they were chasing him."
At the same time, Su Changli and Mu Ying slowly retreated, looking slightly frightened.
Murder in the dark river is always done to the death, regardless of the process, only the result.
But... this is a swordsman, a person who stands at the top of the sword.
An He is a killer, not a fool, so naturally he would not seek death.
Suddenly, Fang Ping spoke:
"Anhe wants to kill the Xueyue City disciples. Even if they are killed in reverse, you won't have any complaints, right?"
The thousand-faced ghost Mu Ying felt a strong desire to survive, and said while retreating:
"As a swordsman, you have the nerve to intervene in disputes between juniors?"
Fang Ping was happy:
"Haha, no matter how you look at it, I am more than ten years younger than you, right?"
After finishing his words, Long Yuan suddenly trembled with his sword and roared, and the sword energy swept across Lin Shizhang.
Su Changli and Mu Yingru were hit hard and retreated a hundred meters, bleeding three feet!
"Ahem..." Su Changli coughed up blood and no longer had the strength to lift his sword, "I can't leave."
"Impossible! I want you to die!" Mu Ying's eyes were filled with hatred, like a ghost hiding hatred, "I, the Thousand-faced Ghost, want to leave, but even the Sword Immortal can't keep me!"
The former didn't reply, but he knew very well in his heart... The Sword Immortal didn't even draw his sword, but he could severely injure you and me with just his sword power. How could we possibly escape?
"Yin——"
The next moment, the dragon roared suddenly.
The sword technique of the Holy Spirit cuts down the hidden dragon, and the sword energy is like a roaring dragon and a rainbow. Even in a dense forest, you can take the enemy's head!
Su Changli saw that as soon as Mu Ying took the first step, before his feet even touched the ground, a swimming dragon swallowed his head.
At the same time, his vision flipped over and was stained by a flash of bright red.
The two heads fell to the ground, and Fang Ping restrained his sword:
"Are there no other killers?"
Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo shook their heads together:
"No, just these two."
At this time, He Quhe came over and was accompanied by an acquaintance.
"Senior Brother Mingxuan," Lei Wujie said in surprise, "Why are you here too?"
The latter scratched his head and smiled, then bowed his hands to Fang Ping and saluted:
"I've met the four city lords!"
"Hey, my master asked me to come here to ask for the sword. I happened to see the Thousand City Order, so I rushed over."
"Ah? What's wrong with Xiao Se?"
When this was mentioned, Sikong Qianluo suddenly became anxious:
"He was injured and was unconscious for a long time!"
After hearing the words, where to go and where to go, he immediately looked towards Fang Ping, only to see that the latter had drawn half of the talisman and the curse came out of his mouth:
"Hey, Lu, Li, Zun, yes, Li, cry!"
A talisman was struck, temporarily stabilizing Xiao Se's injury.
Fang Ping opened his mouth and said:
"Go back to the Kenshin Tomb first, check it out, and then treat it."
"Um!"
The group passed through the sword array and entered the Sword Heart Tomb.
There were only two bloody corpses left in the dense forest, and a hidden line of sight.
The source of his sight was a man holding an umbrella. His long hair was flowing, his eyes were evil, and he said calmly to himself:
"The Su family has recorded this grudge."
...
Dark River, Star Luo Yueying Pavilion.
Xiao Chong's eyes were wrapped in white cloth, and he was helped out of the carriage by a child.
There are two people in the pavilion. They are leaning against the window and blowing smoke. Nearby, one person is standing with a sword.
The man in the depths said calmly:
"There have been a lot of visitors recently. Please invite them in."
Xiao Chong supported the child and moved forward slowly. An He and the other two took turns testing him, and smacked his lips. This man was really blind.
Passing through a door, the light suddenly dims, entering deep dusk.
At this time, a misty and feminine voice came from the end of Xingluo Yueying Pavilion:
"Who is your distinguished guest?"
"The second prince of Beili, Bai Wang Xiao Chong."
He came here this time to rescue Xiao Jingxia, who impersonated Xiao Chuhe without permission and negotiated cooperation with Anhe.
What everyone wants to talk about is the bigger plan: