Xie Qidao's face was furious, but when he raised the big knife, he felt that what he was holding was not a knife, but the entire mountain peak, and he bent his knees and knelt down directly.

At this moment, the saber momentum accumulated in his whole body shattered, and he was unable to use his internal strength.

"Well, that's good." Lei Wujie nodded in satisfaction.

Ye Wan'er and Murong Xiyin behind them looked surprised. They knew that Lei Wujie could defeat Xie Qidao, but they didn't expect him to make Xie Qidao kneel on the ground with his power alone without using weapons or even punches. Humiliated.

Mu Liangyue at the side knew that they seriously underestimated Lei Wujie this time, and when he was about to escape, Lei Wujie yelled: "Kneel down!"

"Bang!" Mu Liangyue knelt heavily involuntarily, her knees were covered with blood, and she couldn't use her special escape tricks.

Seeing that Xiao Se's eyes were wide open, Sikong Qianluo proudly bumped his shoulder.

"How about it, my little Jie is amazing, isn't he?"

"I'm not marveling at his strength, but he actually called himself Zhen just now, do you know what that means?" Xiao Se asked.

Sikong Qianluo turned his head and snorted coquettishly: "Why, can you tell your father about this?"

Xiao Se shook his head slightly: "I'm not his enemy, but is the throne really that important to him?"

"King Yong'an, the throne in this world is reserved for those who are capable, and Xiao Jie did nothing wrong." Yue Yao obviously had hostility towards the Beili royal family.

"Forget it, as long as you don't hurt the people I care about, whoever takes the throne can take it." Xiao Se sighed.

"Xiao Se, can you?" Sikong Qianluo hesitated, and gave him a reproachful look, "Don't grab my hand so hard, it hurts."

Xiao Se looked at himself holding Sikong Qianluo's hand tightly, his old face blushed, and he couldn't help asking three times in his heart.

"Huh? What's the matter with me? What was I doing just now?"

On the other side, Xie Qidao really couldn't stand this kind of humiliation, but no matter how much he resisted, he couldn't break free from the shackles of Lei Wujie's move. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he bit his tongue and killed himself.

"Is he really human?" Mu Liangyue lowered her head and saw the unwilling and angry eyes on Xie Qidao's corpse, her heart was filled with fear for the first time.

"How about it, are you people in the dark river afraid of the dark?" Lei Wujie smiled evilly.

He took a few steps forward and lifted Mu Liangyue's white chin: "Tell me, where are the people from Su Changhe and the Tang Sect?"

"He and the others went to intercept Xueyue Sword Immortal, but I don't know where the elders are."

Mu Liangyue couldn't suppress the fear in her heart, and she actually told the truth.

"Then where's your Patriarch Mu Qingyang? I want to meet him." Lei Wujie suddenly remembered this useful pawn.

"Mu Qingyang joined Wujianzong after he defected, and now our Patriarch is Mu Yumo." Mu Liangyue replied.

"Fuck, I wanted to recruit Mu Qingyang, but I didn't expect this old man to join my sect in advance." Lei Wujie laughed.

Then he knocked Mu Liangyue unconscious with a palm, and for the sake of sister Yumo, he didn't kill her. After seeing Mu Yumo, he planned to cooperate with Mu Qingyang to recruit the Mu family.

When everyone was about to move on, a beautiful woman in green and a fat man in red with a cold demeanor blocked their way again with a group of swordsmen in red.

"It's Liu Yichen, the head of Songshan Mountain, and his disciples. It's the first time I've seen the other woman."

Murong Xiyin frowned slightly, she felt that the beautiful woman in green was not simple.

"That woman is Yan Lingxia, the first swordsman in Nanjue. Except for losing to Yu Shengmo once, Nanjue is invincible." Xiao Se said lazily.

Lei Wujie's heart trembled, Yan Lingxia's strength was also mentioned by Shaobai, among the five great sword celestials, the one who can fight her is at least the level of Xie Xuan.

And that Liu Yichen was also at the peak of Daxiaoyao's cultivation base, and his body was extremely sinister, even if his strength was better than his, he had to be careful.

"It's really troublesome. I wanted to help Sister Hanyi earlier, but I didn't expect to encounter a strong enemy first."

"Master Lei, His Royal Highness the Red King admires you very much, how about joining us?" Liu Yichen smiled.

"Excuse me, what qualifications does he, a junior, have to appreciate me?"

Lei Wujie glanced at the other party with disdain, in fact, because of his relationship with Yi Wenjun, Xiao Yu had to call him godfather.

"Master Liu, I just heard him calling himself Zhen from a distance, which shows how ambitious this person is." Yan Lingxia said expressionlessly.

Ye Wan'er suddenly thought of a question, and looked at Liu Yichen coldly.

"Master Liu, you Chi Wang actually joined hands with people from Nanjue. Could it be that you want to plot rebellion?"

"Mrs. Ye is worrying too much. Fairy Lingxia is just a person from the Jianghu, and does not represent Nanjue's country." Liu Yichen cupped his hands.

Given the current situation of Beili's crown prince competition, Xiao Yu told him not to have a showdown with Ye Xiaoying as much as possible.

"Fatty man, where is that Ibu, let him come out and let us beat him to death together!" Murong Xiyin deeply resented Ibu's being in the Guozhang's mansion.

Liu Yichen's face twitched, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"He's gone crazy, but if you want to experience the horror of the Jueying Rakshasa Kung Fu, I can accompany you."

After finishing speaking, his figure attacked Murong Xiyin like an off-string cannonball.

Yueyao, Sikong Qianluo and Ye Wan'er were not idle either, they used their unique skills to fight against Liu Yichen together with Murong Xiyin.

At the same time, Yan Lingxia also drew out her saber. Unlike Xie Qidao's domineering saber technique, her saber was soft and slow, but it carried an unprecedented danger.

"Gentle Sword and Smoke Lingxia really deserves its reputation." Lei Wujie sighed in admiration, and also pulled out the Shuihan sword and swung it.

All the water in the surrounding pond surged out, surrounding Yan Lingxia.

Yan Lingxia's beautiful eyes wrinkled, she felt that the place she was in was like an ocean formed by the gathering of sword energy.

"This seems to be the passing water sword intent that has been lost for a hundred years?"

"I have a master named Nangong Xi'er." Lei Wujie nodded and swung his sword again.

The passing water sword intent around Yan Lingxia's body is endless, without beginning and without end, constantly rotating around her and attacking.

But as the No. [-] Sword Immortal in Nanjue, how could she be defeated so easily?
"break!"

Yan Lingxia let out a low cry, clenched the long saber tightly and spun around, and the soft saber strength stopped all the water encased in the sword energy.

"Wan Chuan Qiushui!" Murong Xiyin took a chance and formed a seal with both hands.

The still water in those ponds immediately turned into nine large water jets and pressed towards Yan Lingxia.

"Stop!" Liu Yichen came to Yan Lingxia's side in a flash, concentrated his true energy in his hands, and lightly brushed the water jets, all of which were frozen.

"West Chu sword song, ask Yu Tian!"

Yueyao danced with a long sword in her hand, and was about to cooperate with Qiushui Jue to guide those icicles, but unexpectedly Liu Yichen struck with her palm and had to dodge to dodge.

But Ye Wan'er's Illusory Sword Art and Sikong Qianluo's Ye Jin Tianming also attacked Liu Yichen's back. The latter hurriedly moved six feet sideways to avoid the blow and was almost injured.

"Why are you standing still, go and capture King Yong'an and Ye Ruoyi alive."

Seeing Ye Wan'er being so aggressive, Liu Yichen decided to have a showdown with Ye Ziying.

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