"Elder brother..." Bai Xiaosheng was stunned and speechless for a moment.

"They are selling equipment and weapons along the road."

"Elder brother still doesn't want to come back, so I have no choice..." Bai Xiaosheng sighed leisurely, lamenting endlessly.

"Senior brother, I'm going back." The woman bowed and bowed, unwilling to say anything more about senior brother.

The moon is like a hook, the wind is blowing, under the yellow flower tree, I look at the moon alone...

Tianji Mountain.

The purple red rabbit horse carries a heavy burden weighing 700 kilograms.

Zishan got on the horse's back and saw that Zixiao's horse was listless, so he couldn't help but tugged on the reins. "There are just so many important things! You just want to be lazy? Have you eaten the peaches and elixirs for more than a hundred years in vain? If you are lazy, don't run faster, be careful.

Yiyun will kill you and eat it!"

The Zixiao horse suddenly became excited, let go of its four hooves, stepped on the void, and rushed out like lightning...

"Look at you, you're not scared or trying hard!" Zishan smiled happily, sitting leisurely on the horse, casually looking at the surrounding scenery.

The moonlight is hazy.

The hair of the Zixiao horse galloping through the void reflects a layer of hazy moonlight...

Misty Peak.

Le'er received a letter from a disciple within the sect, saying that it was sent by an NPC businessman who was entrusted by someone.

Le'er opened it with doubts. After reading it, he tore the letter into pieces and frowned...

Silence, Ling'er's silence made Le'er grab her collar and almost press her face. "If you don't want to go, just think that I have misjudged the person! But if you tip off the information, I will definitely kill him."

about you!"

Ling'er smiled coldly, grabbed Le'er's wrist and slowly took it away. "You seem to have forgotten who Fenghua Bingxin is. Since Lingjiu Palace is the white-haired witch palace in my heart, how could you ignore Lingjiu for a man?

palace?"

"Okay! I read you right. This opportunity must not be missed again! This time, I have to make my own decision no matter what -"

The void, under the moonlight.

The Zixiao horse, which was running like lightning, suddenly landed on the top of Duanhun Cliff, and was busy eating some grass that shone dimly in the moonlight.

"Huh?" Zishan jumped off the horse and picked a moongrass. "Why is there a moongrass here?"

Moonlight grass. It blooms at night. It originally grew in extremely hot areas. It glows in the dark and withers in the morning. It has many magical effects. Only a few wild animals can smell its smell. Purple Xiaoma is one of the animals most sensitive to the smell of moonlight grass. Far away

It can be smelled three hundred miles away and will never stop until it is full.

Zishan's hand slowly let go, and the moonlight grass in his hand floated in the wind and flew in front of Zixiao Ma. It seemed as if he hadn't seen it before.

"Is that you?" Zishan looked around and flew up into the sky, surrounding the entire Spirit Vulture Palace masters on top of the Soul-Desolating Cliff. Most of them were first-generation disciples. The two remaining witch envoys were among them. Moonlight Grass also had a

This function can hide the energy fluctuations of the formation. It was only at this moment that Zishan discovered the ambush, and it was clear that there was a hidden soul formation here to hide the soul. "Where is Xiao Yunxi?"

A figure flashed in front of Zishan.

Under the moonlight, Le'er's white eyes were so eerie and chilling that her eyes revealed a gloomy look of sadness. Her clenched fists were slowly raised in front of her face, and purple-red inner energy covered her body.

"Today, I, Le'er, will settle the score with you!"

The flashing sword light flashed across in an instant!

The figure in purple clothes disappeared in a flash and appeared three steps away. The cruel and gentle man with a sword flashed past her.

"You two may not be able to kill me..." From the vacuum bag, a dark purple long sword suddenly flew out. Zi Shan grabbed the hilt of the sword, Beiluo Zi Shan's sword, slowly unsheathed, a strong

Murderous aura permeates the air...

"Unfortunately, there is still me." Under the moonlight, two long and narrow knives flashed with the white light of ice and snow. The flying black hair gradually turned white, and Ling'er had a cold and solemn look on his face.

The swaying purple-red hazy figure immediately rushed in front of Zishan, and his palms of ecstasy instantly turned into thousands of rapid and almost random attacks. When he attacked Zishan, the cruel and gentle sword light was like the red light cutting through the night sky.

, the moment flashed by on the cliff top in the dark night!

The flashing sword light criss-crossed, with the cold sword light, flying one after another, and instantly crossed thirty feet across the void - with a splash of blood...

In an instant, a face to face.

Zishan's chest was broken by Le'er's punch, and one of his ribs was broken. The cruel and gentle sword blade left a half-foot scar on his back. His left leg was scratched by Ling'er's sword, leaving a splash of blood.

There was a five-inch deep wound, and his lower abdomen was almost disemboweled.

Le'er shook his fist and sneered jokingly. "The internal strength is indeed profound."

Cruel Gentle lowered his head, glanced at the sword wound on his left shoulder, and raised his sword indifferently, waiting for another combined attack.

Ling'er's swords shook slightly, and he shook away the blood stained on the swords. He turned around coldly and faced Zishan. "Beiluo Zixiao's sword technique is very beautiful."

In one move, under the combined attack of the three people, Zishan was injured everywhere, and the counterattack sword did not kill Cruel Rouge. These three people have martial arts special effects such as forced time travel and instant shadow. If Zishan did not need to be injured in exchange for a counterattack,

The chance is to dodge, and she will definitely be injured more seriously in one move. One sword failed to kill Cruelty and Gentleness, and she almost had no chance of winning.

"Hey, the three of you together are really awesome!" The mark of the God of War lit up on Zi Shi's forehead, and he quietly held the sword, waiting motionlessly for the next fatal moment...

Qinglong Altar.

Yue'er flew down to the garden where Yiyun lived, pushed open the door, and said anxiously, "Go and save Zishan! Le'er and the others ambush Zishan at Duanhun Cliff without telling Xi'er, Ling'er also went,

I can’t persuade them, you go quickly—”

Yiyun's body flashed, passed through the gate, and flew towards Soul-Desolating Cliff like lightning. On the way, she turned on the sound transmission to enter the secret, but found that Zishan didn't respond. Yiyun knew that something was wrong, so she couldn't help but speed up her flight.

.

In a life-and-death struggle, transmitting sounds into secrets will definitely distract people. At this moment, even Zishan didn't dare to be distracted at all. She was facing three people who could kill her in an instant.

In the Qinglong Altar, Yue'er leaned on the door frame, her expression showing a touch of sadness, quietly looking at the moonlit night sky, murmuring something in a low voice. The voice was weak, and only she could hear it... "I don't

I will forget you..."

It fell from the purple sky in the north, suddenly unsheathed, and held tightly in Yiyun's palm.

On the top of Soul-Desolating Cliff, there are dark shadows.

Yiyun gritted her teeth secretly, and rushed straight past the few people blocking her as if there was no one around. She flashed and appeared in front of Zishan.

The deep purple Beiluo Zixiao penetrated Ling'er's chest in an instant - the frost-like sword light cut two five-inch deep wounds on Yiyun's body, and blood spattered Ling'er's body in a flash.

face.

Ling'er slowly turned around, raised the back of her hand, wiped the blood from her face, and put it to her mouth. She gently licked the blood on the back of her hand. Her eyes were still cold, and she was not surprised at all by Yiyun's appearance.

"Yiyun! You shouldn't have come..." Zishan's body was stained red with blood. Seven bones on her body were broken, her left hand could no longer move, fourteen stab wounds and six sword wounds. She could only

She barely stood, unable to move even half a step with her legs. The last combined attack on Ling'er could have killed her, but it didn't.

Le'er's chest had three broken ribs; Kuang Wenwen was hit by six swords and has lost his fighting ability. He is doing exercises to heal his injuries.

Yiyun held Zishan's waist with one hand and touched the wound. Zishan endured the pain and said nothing. "Let's go."

Duanhun Cliff suddenly lit up with a burst of red light!

Yiyun and Zishan were suddenly attracted by the powerful force under their feet. The sudden change almost made them unable to stand firm!

Experts from the Eagle Palace all over the sky landed on the top of the cliff one after another.

The rocks on the top of the cliff shook for a while, and a group of people walked out of the rocks.

The leader is Bai Xiaosheng. Behind him are all familiar faces that Yiyun knows.

Zixin people, Yanqing couple. "Haha, brother Yiyun, the gift I owed you back then can only be paid back today. It's a little late, don't be surprised."

"Brother Zixin has always made extraordinary moves, and today such a beautiful 'big gift' must be indispensable for your efforts." Yiyun said in a calm tone, looking at Ye Ling, Xuedabian, Xiaoshan, Xiao Lang, Tiandaozi, Ren, etc.

Familiar or unfamiliar faces swept across.

"Hey, brother Yiyun, it's really sad to see each other again after nearly two hundred years, and we are still enemies - it's a pity that you are totally wrong to believe that Madman Xi, for the sake of Lingjiu Palace, she can kill anyone, including

You!" Xue Dao Blade slowly pulled out the blood-red Blood Knife Sect treasure from his waist that once shocked the world - the Blood Knife. His appearance lacked the heroism of the past, and the gentleness of the past in Dali was replaced by it.

Yes, it is the tiredness and numbness that many old Jianghu people have on their faces.

"How is Xiaoyun?"

"Hahaha... Thank you for your concern. She has been with me in Tianji. Although she is not as noisy as before, she is still lively." Xue DaoBian laughed and held the long knife tightly in his hand.

Xiaoshan hid behind the crowd, unwilling to talk to Yiyun face to face. At first, he used Yiyun, who was still a novice. Later, when he learned that he had become a top-notch master in the world, he often worried about being retaliated against. In the end, nothing happened. At this moment

, although he came, he was ashamed to meet this former junior brother, and he didn't want to say anything bad to him. There was no difference whether he was present or not, but he was just here to make up the number of people.

Xiao Shan has never been reborn since his debut in the world. It's not just luck.

Tian Daozi and Ren looked coldly at Yiyun, who was surrounded in the center and had no chance of surviving. There was no need to say anything more about the grudge between them and Yiyun. There was nothing more than life and death.

Xiao Lang had a sanctimonious and upright attitude on his face. "Yi Yun, you have done countless evil things in your life, killed countless people, and harmed countless people. In the past, the Wudang Sect's Dragon Slaying Sword conspiracy killed so many Wudang Sect disciples! How many innocent people were killed by the Demon God Sect to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. Today,

The result is truly your own fault, and evil will be punished!"

Yiyun looked down upon Xiao Lang and didn't even bother to say a word to this hypocrite.

A feeling of frustration arose in Zishan's heart... She guessed from the appearance of Le'er and the others that this was not just an ambush against her. However, she did not expect that Tianji would actually get the treasure Senluo Wanxiang, the book
To be continued...