Song Ru's "Domineering Whale Cangming Palm" was shaken away by a ray of white light, and her face couldn't help but change slightly.
She calmed down and looked intently from mid-air, only to see that the thing in the white light was actually a snow-white, crystal-clear feather!
"Huh?"
Not only Song Ru was surprised, but Situ Kuangsheng on the side also let out a light sigh.
Before anyone could react, they saw two figures flying in from the passage of the cave.
The two people were a man and a woman. The man was wearing a black robe and had a calm temperament. He was holding a black inkstone in his hand. The woman was dressed in white and had delicate features. With a slight move of her left hand, she lifted the inkstone in the air.
The white feathers were withdrawn.
After the two of them entered the cave, they were positioned exactly between Song Ru and the Seven Ghosts of Underworld, making it impossible for the battle to continue.
"Huh, who am I talking about? It turns out to be the 'Double Heroes of Yu and Mo' from Chixiao Academy. Nice to meet you!" Song Ru withdrew her magical power, stopped in mid-air, and said with a cold face, cupping her hands.
"Fairy Song, please come back and be fine!"
The woman in white smiled slightly, bowed forward and said: "The last time we met was at the Hundred Flowers Festival in your city. I didn't expect that we would be apart for a hundred years. See you again today. Fairy Song is still as charming and heart-wrenching as ever.
I really envy others."
Her attitude was extremely polite, but Song Ru didn't appreciate it at all. She snorted coldly and said: "There is no need to mention the old things again. Song came here today to investigate the sect monk's interference in Daxia's national affairs. Now that the evidence of the crime is conclusive, Huang Quan
The seven ghosts not only kidnapped the king of Xia Kingdom, but also violently attacked me, which can be said to be adding insult to injury. What? Are you, the 'Yu Mo Duo Xia', going to protect these juniors from the Underworld Palace?"
Her words were extremely harsh. The man in black robe and the woman in white both frowned slightly. They looked at each other, and the man in black robe slowly spoke: "Fairy Song is serious. The Seven Ghosts of Huangquan are just confused for a moment. Besides,
They only imprisoned the King of Xia and did not harm him in the slightest. Why don't we give our couple some face and let this matter end, and I will let them return the King of Xia later."
"It's just a moment of confusion, so invading our Wushuang City mine is also a moment of confusion?"
Song Ru smiled coldly, and suddenly shouted: "Mo Hanshan! Yu Feiling! You two are also famous monks who are ranked as true kings. Do you think that you can get rid of me, Song Ru, by using such rhetoric to fool a three-year-old?"
"
After hearing this, Mo Hanshan and his wife showed a hint of embarrassment on their faces.
In fact, the two of them also knew in their hearts that the Huangquan Palace was at fault in this matter. It not only interfered in secular government affairs, but also invaded the mineral veins of Wushuang City. It cannot be justified both emotionally and rationally.
The "Double Heroes of Yu Mo" are relatively well-known in the Wushuang Realm. If it were normal, they would definitely not hinder Song Ru, and might even help.
But that's not the case today, because Mo Hanshan and his wife received an order from the sect to assist the Seven Ghosts of Underworld. They must protect them and at the same time repel the people from Wushuang City.
Yu Feiling also didn't expect that it was Song Ru who came to Wushuang City. The two had a friendship before in the Hundred Flowers Club, and they admired each other's conversation and temperament. She didn't expect that when they met again this time, they would actually become enemies.
"Song Fairy, even if the Seven Ghosts of Huangquan are at fault, their crimes are not worthy of death. The situation in the Wushuang Domain is chaotic now, can you give us and your wife some face and spare them for the time being?" After thinking for a while, Yu Feiling still insisted.
He said with his scalp.
Song Ru was silent for a while, then slowly said: "It's not impossible to spare their lives, but it's just that the death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty cannot be escaped. You have to follow me back to the Shura Palace in Wushuang City."
"Shura Palace"
After hearing this, the seven ghosts of Huangquan below all shivered in excitement. Some people couldn't help shouting: "Who in the Wushuang Domain doesn't know where the Shura Palace is? When the seven of us get there, I'm afraid I won't die.
You need to peel off your skin!”
"I'm afraid that Fairy Song's move is inappropriate. The Seven Ghosts of Huangquan are all elite disciples of Huangquan Palace. Even if they make any mistakes, they should be handed over to Huangquan Palace for interrogation. If you, Wushuang City, want to take them away, you must send Huajie
Ancestor comes to ask questions, instead of letting Fairy Song take people away with just one word." Mo Hanshan said calmly.
"The Seven Ghosts of Huangquan are just following orders, how can the Palace of Huangquan come to judge? Humph, I finally understand. You Chixiao Academy and Huangquan Palace are collaborating. Do you mean that you don't take our Wushuang City seriously? What if I have to take the lead today?
Where are they going?"
Song Ru thought clearly that although it was not easy to kill people today, she could not just leave like this. If she just retreated like this, Daxia Kingdom would definitely be retaliated by the Huangquan Palace, and this revenge would be even more blatant. When the time comes,
Any force that joins Wushuang City will be disappointed, and Wushuang City will lose all its face.
That's why she brought the Seven Ghosts of Underworld back to Wushuang City for interrogation. This would be an explanation to the Great Xia Kingdom and at the same time maintain the majesty of Wushuang City.
"Song Fairy, you are too worried. We, the couple, were just ordered to clean the statue of the Patriarch in Qiyun Cave. We happened to encounter this incident. We didn't want the fight between you to disturb the place where the Patriarch once enlightened, so we stepped in to mediate.
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When Mo Hanshan said this, he paused for a moment, and wanted to continue to persuade him, but unexpectedly, a cold sword light shot out of the air next to him, and went straight to his face.
He was startled, and hurriedly made a "hidden" sign, turned around, and turned into a pool of dark ink. Even as Dawson's cold sword light slashed into the black ink, he disappeared.
After a few breaths, Mo Hanshan's figure slowly appeared on the other side of the cave, looking solemnly at a middle-aged man wearing a gray-white robe.
"Situ Kuangsheng! You have actually broken through to the Tongxuan realm!"
The person who sent out the sword energy was none other than Situ Kuangsheng.
In fact, Mo Hanshan and his wife had already roughly observed the monks here since they entered the cave.
In their view, most of the five monks who followed Song Ru were in the middle stage of the Golden Core and were not something to be afraid of at all.
As for Situ Kuangsheng, he had always been at the peak of the Golden Core in his mind. However, when he first came in, his aura was not revealed. This made Mo Hanshan and his wife mistakenly think that Situ Kuangsheng was still at the peak of the Golden Core.
Dan realm.
Only now did they know that the sword cultivator in front of them had broken through to the Tongxuan realm in just a few years!
"Fellow Taoist Situ, why did you attack me just now?" Mo Hanshan had no choice but to change his name to "Fellow Taoist" and asked coldly.
However, Situ Kuangsheng didn't pay attention to his meaning at all. Instead, he turned his head and said to Song Ru:
"Thankfully, you are still from Wushuang City, and your mind is too naive! The so-called rules have always been made by the strong. In the past, your Wushuang City was powerful, with a saint commander in the city and the assistance of the thirteen tribulation ancestors, so naturally it was
They said that no sect monks would be allowed to interfere in secular government affairs, and no sect dared to violate it! But now the city lord is missing, Wushuang City is leaderless, and the Wushuang Domain is even more turbulent. Under this situation, all the rules are bullshit.
!Whoever is stronger has the right to speak!"
When he said this, he smiled coldly, looked at Mo Hanshan across from him, and continued: "I have listened to you talking for so long, why not just make it clear that there will be a fight, and who will win will be heard.
How about it? Leave the black one to me, and the feathered one to you!"
Situ Kuangsheng's words were naturally meant for Song Ru.
"Okay, then it's up to you, let's each pick one and see who's more capable!"
Song Ru seemed to be aroused with pride. At this time, she jumped up and used her "Whale Cangming Palm" again, hitting Yu Feiling in the face.
"Sister Song, I'm offended!"
Seeing that the negotiation had broken down, Yu Feiling could only sigh softly, threw the white feather in her hand into the air, turned into a three-headed divine bird, and flew towards Song Ru's palm.
Although this battle was against her original intention, it was an order from the sect and she had to obey it. Moreover, the opponent's strength was not inferior to hers, so there was no way she could hold back at all. She could only muster up her energy to fight Song Ru.
Together.
At the same time, on the other side of the cave, Situ Kuangsheng also raised his sword and slashed at Mo Hanshan.
His "Soul-stealing and Killing Sword" is said to seize souls with one sword. The sword moves only have three words, that is "Quick! Accurate! Cruel!". There are not many complicated changes at all. Each sword is directed at the opponent's vital point.
, and Cang Yueming's freehand and unpredictable sword moves are completely two extremes.
Although he had just advanced to the Tongxuan realm and his realm was still a bit unstable, the flying sword was filled with murderous intent. Mo Hanshan was so aware of it that he did not dare to neglect it and hurriedly threw the dark inkstone in his hand into the air.
There are still words in his mouth.
One after another, ink shadows flew out of the inkstone, like pitch-black whirlpools, sucking in the sword energy that was running around them bit by bit, and finally turned completely invisible.
"The magic power of Mo Yin?"
Situ Kuangsheng's pupils shrank, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.
He has heard about Mo Yin's magical skill for a long time. It is said that it can absorb the opponent's spiritual power and magical power and use it for his own use in a short period of time. It is a very strange and strange skill. Many famous people have been defeated by this skill.
Under magical power.
Before Situ Kuangsheng could react, the dark whirlpools in mid-air suddenly turned upside down. Then, the sword energy that had just disappeared unexpectedly reappeared from the whirlpools, but this time they all turned around and faced Situ instead.
Come mad!
Facing the sword energy that he was most familiar with, Situ Kuangsheng's pupils shrank, and he turned the sword light of the "Soul-stealing Killing Intention Sword" to protect his body's vital points, and flew backwards.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
Countless sword energy swarmed down, turning the place where he was just now into a hornet's nest. Later, sword energy flew out and hit Situ Kuangsheng's body-protecting sword light, making a clanging sword sound.
"What a magical Mo Yin skill! It really lives up to its reputation!"
After Situ Kuangsheng took more than ten steps back, the surprise in his eyes gradually disappeared, and then a look of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.
"I, Situ Kuangsheng, have challenged many people. Today I want to see if I can defeat the sword in my own hand!"
He muttered to himself, facing the powerful sword energy that once belonged to him, he did not take a step back, but straightened his sword forward, countless sword lights swirling around, and he fought with Mo Hanshan.
The four Tongxuan Realm monks were divided into two battlefields, and each fought with all their might, fighting in this small cave until the sky was dark.
When Fang Liren and others saw this, he knew that he could not intervene in a battle of this level, so he turned his attention to the Seven Ghosts of the Underworld not far away.
The Seven Ghosts of Underworld have always advanced and retreated together. The seven of them joined forces to cast spells, which can rival the monks at the early stage of Tongxuan Realm.
But now, among the seven ghosts, the "ghost old ghost" suffered too much backlash because Song Ru broke his natal magic weapon in the previous battle. Now he can only sit cross-legged against the wall and meditate, trying to recover from his injuries.
Without this ghost, the remaining six ghosts could no longer summon the six-armed dharma image that rivaled Song Ru's. At best, they were just six golden elixir monks.
There were also five people on Fang Liren's side, but they were not weak at all when facing the injured Six Ghosts.
"Speaking of which, what happened here all started because of you. The so-called soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals. The four coaches above have already taken action. Let's also make some comparisons, shall we?"
Fang Liren smiled, and came to the entrance of the cave with Master Buwen in perfect agreement, blocking the escape route of the Seven Ghosts of the Underworld.
"Humph, is it just you?"
The old ghost with red eyes sneered: "Fang Liren, haven't you ever heard that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse? Although our six ghosts are injured, we are all genuine late-stage Golden Elixir. There are still three middle-stage Golden Elixir among the five of you. What you need to know.
Spellless Eyes, I advise you not to act impulsively, lest you start fighting later and accidentally end up with a few rising stars in your Wushuang City here!"
There is nothing wrong with his threat. If it were before entering the cave, Fang Li and Buwen might really hesitate. After all, the three people behind them had just joined Wushuang City and it was really not advisable to take this risk.
But now, Fang Li and Buwen Jushi just looked at each other, with a strange look on their faces.
The red-eyed old ghost looked at it and felt strange in his heart. He thought to himself: "Aren't these two people famous for their loyalty? Why do they look like they have no fear? Could it be that the three monks in the middle stage of the golden elixir have any life-saving magic weapons?
?”
The more he thought about it, the more likely it became. At this moment, he glanced around and found that among the three people, a man in gray clothes reached out to the green gourd on his waist.
"Found it! It's him! That gourd must be the magic weapon they rely on to save their lives. As long as they capture this person before he sacrifices it, Fang Li and Buwen Jushi will naturally surrender!"
The red-eyed old ghost thought he had found the key to the problem, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. A red light flashed in his eyes, and he looked into the eyes of the man in gray.
He is known as the "Old Ghost with Red Eyes" because his eyes are extraordinary and can enchant people and cause them to lose consciousness for a short period of time. They are extremely useful in battles with masters.
As expected, there was a dull look on the face of the man in gray.
The red-eyed old ghost's face lit up, and he secretly shouted: "We've got it!" He turned into a red ray of light and rushed towards him, trying to capture the man in gray before he could react, so that he wouldn't be able to save his life.
The magic weapon can only be used as one's own hostage.
However, the old ghost with red eyes had just flown halfway when he noticed something was wrong.
Because although the man in gray had a dull look on his face, his hand didn't stop touching the gourd at his waist. At this time, he had already patted the green gourd.
"not good!"
Before the old ghost with red eyes could react, he saw a black sword light rushing out from the mouth of the gourd. In just the blink of an eye, it had already passed him by.
He turned around numbly, only to see a bloody right arm flying in the air, and the eyes of his junior brothers were all filled with horror.
"That's my arm?"
The red-eyed old ghost finally reacted, and then a heartbreaking pain flooded into his mind.
