Xia Xiaoman's punch was so terrifying.

Although Bi Tiexin had a stern face, Xia Xiaoman was his favorite disciple after all, and he was extremely talented. He said that it was impossible for Xia Xiaoman to destroy his golden elixir and his lifelong cultivation was dispersed.

As he spoke, he wanted to scare Xia Xiaoman, and persuade Xia Xiaoman to give up his dynasty's hegemony and return to the mountain obediently. Bi Tiexin did not expect that Xiaoman was so strong and abandoned his golden elixir cultivation.

So Bi Tiexin became anxious:

"Stop it!"

Behind Bi Tiexin, there were many phantoms, and he grabbed Xia Xiaoman's hand.

And almost at the same time,

"Junior sister, don't be impulsive!"

Jian Nanchun appeared from the dark and was about to stop him, but he was one step slower than Bi Tiexin.

It's good to be slow, but it's good if people are fine.

Jian Nanchun and Bi Tiexin looked at each other.

Jian Nanchun said helplessly: "Look, I said that my junior sister was determined to fight for the big battle, and no one could stop her."

Xia Xiaoman stared at the two of them angrily. What do you think are you singing a double act?

"Where is Lin Yi?"

At this moment, Bi Tiexin finally remembered another rebellious disciple.

Jian Nanchun shook his head: "I don't know either, but Master, you can rest assured. The junior sister has made up her mind this time, and Junior Brother Lin can't stop him even if he comes."

He didn't dare to say that Junior Brother Lin Yi was secretly helping with this matter, so as not to let the master vent his anger on his head.

When Bi Tiexin heard this, he was speechless about Jian Nanchun's narrative. He always felt that his disciple was speaking unknowingly similar to Lin Yi. After being depressed, Bi Tiexin brushed his sleeves and threw a crack across the ground.

He took a deep breath and turned his back to Xia Xiaoman.

"From today on, Xia Xiaoman, a 22nd generation disciple of Jielu Mountain, will be expelled from the Tianjian Sect. You will not be allowed to regard yourself as a disciple of the Tianjian Sect in the future. If you act erraticly and violate the human ethics of the Heavenly Dao, Jielu Mountain will attack the entire mountain, and everyone will be punished!"

Xia Xiaoman was stunned when she heard this, and two lines of tears couldn't help but slid from the corners of her eyes. She knelt deeply on the ground again, and gave Bi Tiexin the last master-apprentice ceremony, and said in a trembling voice:

"Xia Xiaoman is unfilial, unfaithful, and unrighteous. Thanks to her teacher for her hard work and teaching."

She knelt for a stick of incense.

When I raised my head again, there was no one in front of the tent.

...

...

After leaving the Shenwu Army camp.

Jian Nanchun, Bi Tiexin walked in front and behind, holding his sword in the night sky.

Seeing his master's increasingly blessed latissimus dorsi, Jian Nanchun sighed: "Master, you are still soft-hearted."

"snort."

Bi Tiexin was in front of him and snorted coldly: "Start Lin Yi quickly. If the rebel disciple dares to do this, the master will definitely forgive him."

Jian Nanchun muttered: "I know where Junior Brother Lin Yi is..."

"You have to know if you don't know!" Bi Tiexin snorted again: "I thought Lin Yi and you and others could lead the traitor out of the sect, but unexpectedly the traitor was so calm that he remained unmoved in the Yutian Jianmen."

"What if this traitor doesn't exist at all?"

Bi Tiexin turned around and looked at Jian Nanchun deeply:

"In another hundred years, Yanfu Prefecture will hold a ceremony to discuss Buddhism in the Nanzhanbu Continent. With this matter, the Moluo Palace, Tianjian Gate, Yanfu Prefecture, and the major Xuanmen hermits in the world will gather in the small Guanyin Mountain of Nanzhanbu Continent to discuss the important matters of Xuanmen. At that time, it will be a grand gathering that is rare in the Xuanmen for a thousand years. Many of our elders will also gather in the Nanzhanbu Continent. If the traitors in the sect are not eliminated, the elders will all come out, and the sect is empty, and there will be a fear of chaos."

"What's the important thing?"

Jian Nanchun really doesn't know about this.

"Hmph, in the past five hundred years, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has gradually declined. A hundred years later, the Xuanmen gathering in the Nanzhanbuzhou will focus on discussing this matter, identifying the cause, and seeking ways to make up for it."

A hundred years...

When Jian Nanchun heard this, he curled his lips. He was only more than thirty or forty years later, and it would be a long time to hear it.

The secular world and the Xuanmen world are so far away that they are like two worlds.

When the secular world was damaging to war, the Tianjian Gate had already begun to worry about the gatherings a hundred years later.

visible,

No matter how chaotic the world is, it cannot be seen in the eyes of monks.

The monks compete for immortality, the future, and the transcendence. It doesn’t matter who becomes the emperor of the great dynasty, who dies and lives.

...

...

south.

Jingnan City.

Yellow leaves all over the sky.

The autumn wind is bleak.

It's autumn again.

In the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, Xia Xingchen set up a elegant seat in the courtyard, with two good cushions on it. He sat on one seat, and the opposite side became empty.

On the Yashi, Xia Xingchen was doing elegantly, so he brewed a pot of aged fragrant tea, and there were two cups on the table, and he was drinking alone.

King Zhennan evacuated all guards from the courtyard in advance.

Judging from this, it seems that I am waiting for someone, but it seems that it is not.

After Xia Xingchen finished making the first pot of tea and drank three cups alone, a dry and sinister voice suddenly came from behind.

"I haven't seen you for four years, and the style of Prince Nan is still the same."

Xia Xingchen was shocked.

He seemed to be tasting tea, but in fact, his energy and energy were extremely high.

He just wanted to try whether he could find "that person" when he was mentally nervous.

Unfortunately, he failed.

This man came without a trace, and left without a trace, just as before.

No……

It should be said that compared to him who made a big fuss in Jingnan City back then, it is even more terrifying.

Xia Xingchen's hand holding the purple clay teacup trembled slightly, half because of fear and half because of joy.

"Sir, please take your seat."

Xia Xingchen's trembling five fingers soon stopped shaking. He smiled slightly, did not look back and looked behind him, and signaled in front of him. In his behavior, he once again brought the calmness and domineering spirit that belonged to Prince Nan.

The visitor was wearing a black robe, wrapped around his body, and the robe was equipped with a spacious hood. Inside the hat, under the shadow was a face with a pale bone. The pale mask was clearly angular under the shadow, exuding a strange and cold atmosphere. The mask was originally where the eyes were located, but only two dark holes were left.

Yi Lin has traveled on the land of Dongsheng Shenzhou for personal reasons in the past two months.

When he arrived at the "Ancient Capital of Former, Former, Former, Former, Former," a capital that was once the "Da Sheng Dynasty", he finally received contact from Xia Xingchen.

After many years, the King of Zhennan has been secretly treasured the contact goodbye given by the Apocalypse Assassin before leaving.

Now, the four kings have reached a critical moment in their battle for dominance, and he has finally brought out the trump card.

...

Yi Lin sat opposite Xia Xingchen, looking at the hot fragrant tea in front of him, he laughed dryly and pointed to the mask on his face: "There is no need for tea."

Xia Xingchen, who was about to pour tea into the other party's cup, froze his movements, then understood what the other party was thinking and nodded: "That's natural."

If you want to drink tea, you must take off your mask. The other party hides his head and tail, obviously not wanting others to know his identity.

"Who to kill?"

Yi Lin asked in the vest of the Apocalypse Assassin.

Direct, refreshing, straightforward, and quite professional assassin.

No, he is a professional, but he has been a good person for many years.

Xia Xingchen handed over a list.

The list is full of names.

Yi Lin glanced at him and said, "Oh Huo," he called him good guy.

Not to mention the other important officials on the list, the generals under the vassal kings, these are all the orphans left by Emperor Xia Yuan, the two princes and three princesses, which are among the most famous ones on the list, including Xia Xiaoman.

King Zhennan has been dormant for many years and is very close to the Bodhisattva Tower;

Even when the other vassal kings could not stand and rose up, four years ago, Xia Xingchen had already started recruiting soldiers and horses, garrisoning grain and casting armor, and made full preparations for today's work.
To be continued...