Travel through the heavens

On the second day, on the top of the newly renovated Dengtian Pavilion, Fang Muye looked into the distance in the direction of the Xiaguan city gate, as if he saw those figures gradually moving away.

"The river is wide, the clouds are low, the geese have stopped and the cicadas are chirping. It is the most annoying time to say goodbye." Suddenly, a soft chanting voice sounded behind him.

Fang Muye smiled faintly and said, "Brother Changfeng, I am finding more and more that your position as the Third City Lord of Xueyue City is really quite leisurely."

Sikong Changfeng walked to the side of Fang Muye, looking towards the outside of the city, and sighed softly: "My disciple who refused to call me master has followed your disciple away. The affairs he was in charge of before will return to my hands. From now on, I am afraid that I will not be able to relax even if I want to."

Fang Muye chuckled: "It wasn't just your disciple who followed my disciple. As soon as the two of them left the city, Miss Qianluo quietly followed them."

Sikong Changfeng sighed again: "Alas, my daughter has grown up and has her own ideas. As a father, I can't control her even if I want to."

Fang Muye joked, "Miss Qianluo may not only have her own ideas in her mind, but also someone she likes. Brother Changfeng, I'm afraid you can't control her or keep her, haha."

Sikong Changfeng shook his head helplessly: "Brother Fang, don't tear people apart when they are in trouble."

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "I heard that Ming Hou and Yue Ji also left the city. Was it your arrangement?" Several people in Xueyue City knew that Ming Hou and Yue Ji had become Fang Muye's followers.

Fang Muye nodded.

Sikong Changfeng asked: "Are you worried that something might happen to them?"

Fang Muye said slowly: "With your disciple here, they won't have a peaceful journey."

"In that case, why don't you go back with them?" Sikong Changfeng was not at all surprised by what Fang Muye said. This Brother Fang was a bit mysterious and seemed to know a lot of things.

"I'm waiting for someone." Fang Muye slowly turned his head and looked towards Cangshan Mountain.

Sikong Changfeng frowned: "Do you think Han Yi will be in danger? Han Yi is one of the five great sword immortals in the world. I don't think there is anyone in this world who can stop him."

"Even if you are a sword immortal, you can't say you are safe." Fang Muye said faintly: "Brother Changfeng, I have a feeling that the wind is going to blow and many stars will be blown out."

Hearing this, Sikong Changfeng's expression gradually became solemn. Although he didn't know where Fang Muye's premonition came from, he was willing to choose to believe it.

Just at this moment, two riders appeared on the long street below, heading towards the Xiaguan city gate.

Fang Muye glanced at the black-clad man and the green-clad woman on the horse, frowned, and asked, "Are Tang Lian and Miss Ye leaving too?"

Sikong Changfeng nodded and said, "They are going to the Tang Sect. Miss Ye asked Tang Lian to take her there. I roughly guessed what she was going to do."

Fang Muye murmured, "It seems that some things will happen if they are supposed to."

Nanyue is eight hundred miles in circumference, with Huiyan at its head and Yuelei at its foot, and was originally named Yuelei Mountain.

However, Lei Mengsha, one of the Eight Pillars of the State and the Great General of Beili, once fought a fierce battle with the Nanzhao army here. In the end, he died here because of the severe disadvantage in numbers of his troops, so later generations renamed this mountain "Luolei Mountain".

On this day, a swordsman in white was sprinting across the mountain. Her body was spotless and she wore a silver mask on her face. She was none other than the Snow Moon Sword Fairy Li Hanyi.

At this time, Li Hanyi's brows were furrowed.

She traveled eastward from Xueyue City to Leijiabao, but met Su Muyu, the head of the Anhe Su family, outside Nan'an City, and realized that there were several masters lurking nearby. Although she broke through in the end, she was still closely chased by them and finally ran to Luolei Mountain. All this seemed like they had deliberately arranged it.

After all, Luolei Mountain was where her father died.

Li Hanyi and Su Muyu are old friends from many years ago, and they once fought side by side.

When the Demon Cult marched eastward, it also shook the interests of Dark River, so Dark River also sent their stewards to stop the Demon Cult.

At that time, Su Muyu was not yet the head of the Su family. His code name in Anhe was "Kui", and in the martial arts world he was called "Umbrella Ghost" because he always carried an oil-paper umbrella. He was the leader of the "Ghost Li" killer group directly under the command of the head of Anhe.

Although he was young at that time, his swordsmanship was already superb, so much so that he was listed as one of the "Four Demons in the World" at a young age. Of course, the reason he became one of the four demons was not only because of his superb swordsmanship, but also because he had killed many people, and once he made the decision to kill, he would fight to the death.

But this Dark River's number one killer who was extremely skilled in tracking suddenly disappeared a few days ago. Only three people were left behind him who were chasing him relentlessly and forcing him to go towards Luolei Mountain.

As for the identities of the three people behind, Li Hanyi had guessed a little through several brief encounters on the way in the past few days, even though they all had their faces covered with black scarves.

But if it really is those three people, then the situation is serious, because this is not an encirclement and suppression operation by Anhe, but a conspiracy to subvert the entire Jianghu situation.

"We need to fight back."

Li Hanyi continued to run forward quickly, lightly touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and made a secret decision.

Just as she was about to take action, she suddenly saw a pavilion appear in the mountains. The man in black holding the umbrella was looking up at this side, and there was still a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Su Muyu was not alone at this time. Next to him sat an old man in a black robe. He was Xie Qidao, the patriarch of the Anhe Xie family, who could kill people with only seven swords.

Xie Qidao picked up the wine jug beside him, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then poured the remaining wine in the jug onto the blade of the knife. It was bright and a little dazzling.

He picked up his long sword and walked step by step to the outside of the pavilion, looking at Li Hanyi with a cold and fierce look, as if in his eyes, Xueyue Sword Immortal, one of the five great sword immortals and the second city lord of Xueyue City, the number one city in the world, was already a dead man.

"It is said that Beili uses swords and Nanjue plays with knives. It is time to let the world see our ignorance." Xie Qidao raised his long sword and pointed it at Li Hanyi who was running towards him, ready to attack.

Li Hanyi walked to within a hundred meters of him, pulled out the Iron Horse Binghe from his waist, and snorted coldly: "Since Anhe really wants to force Xueyue City to such a state, then please, go to die."

Li Hanyi raised his sword, and the sword body suddenly became colder.

The entire mountainside was suddenly filled with howling cold winds, and the small pavilion was instantly covered with a layer of frost. It was also shaky and almost collapsed.

"What a great iron cavalry and icy river!" Xie Qidao stepped forward suddenly, swung the long sword in his hand, and hit Li Hanyi's sword fiercely.

The reason why Xie Qidao is named Qidao is because he only needs seven cuts to kill someone. After seven cuts, the person in front of him will become a ghost.

He used the first knife strike, which collided with Li Hanyi's long sword. The blade trembled. Li Hanyi retreated three steps and he retreated six steps.

He swung out the second time with a sudden increase in force, knocking Li Hanyi back three steps. He stood there with the knife in his hand, not moving an inch.

He swung his third sword horizontally with overwhelming force. Li Hanyi also drew his sword with a force as powerful as an iron horse trampling across the wilderness. The swords collided and the pavilion behind them collapsed instantly.

Su Muyu walked to the side silently, his fingers lightly touching the umbrella handle, and watched the duel between the two with a frown, as if thinking about something.

Xie Qidao finally swung his fourth, fifth, and sixth sword!

Three consecutive strikes, with overwhelming momentum, instantly forced Li Hanyi into a desperate situation. However, only when facing a desperate situation can one overlook Kunlun! Li Hanyi once cut off the clouds covering the sky with a sword on Kunlun, allowing the thousand-year-old snow mountain to see the sun. Her sword is the strongest when in desperate situations!

Raise the sword again, this sword will shake Kunlun!

Just listen to a "ding" sound.

When the Iron Horse and Ice River collided with Xie Qidao's long sword, Xie Qidao felt that his whole body was instantly immersed in coldness. A chill passed from the blade to the handle, and then directly invaded his body from the handle.

Xie Qidao felt his entire hand was numb, so he had no choice but to draw his sword and retreat violently. After retreating ten steps away, he used up the last of his strength to barely keep the long sword in his hand from slipping out.

Xie Qidao lowered his head, his face neither cold nor smiling as he said in a deep voice: "It seems that I only have one last blow left. If you are not dead after this blow, I will change my name."

"No need to change your name." Li Hanyi sneered and said arrogantly, "Because you are going to die today."

"Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, you seem a little too arrogant." Xie Qidao's hand trembled violently, and a burst of heat rose from his palm. His hand slowly regained consciousness, and he clenched the knife tightly: "I have one last knife, named Killing God."

Xie Qidao suddenly thrust his knife into the soil in front of him and closed his eyes. This was a unique mental method of the Xie family who practiced boxing and swordsmanship, called "retracting power". He would begin to accumulate all his strength until the moment he drew his knife.

At that moment, it will be like the presence of ghosts and gods!

Su Muyu took a step forward at this time. This step not only protected Xie Qidao, but also blocked Li Hanyi's way.

"Su Muyu, you didn't stop me last time, and you can't stop me today either." Li Hanyi looked at Su Muyu coldly.

Su Muyu shook her head and said calmly: "This time it's different, I'm not the only one stopping you."

At this moment, three figures in gray robes also landed behind Li Hanyi, with black scarves covering their faces and a sinister look in their eyes.

Li Hanyi said coldly: "Dark River, and Tang Sect, such a combination is really rare."

"Have you figured it out?" An old voice sounded behind him.

Li Hanyi sighed softly, "The three elders of the Tang Sect, Tang Yin, Tang Lie, and Tang Yueluo. Apart from Grandpa Tang, these are the only three elders left from the old generation of the Tang Sect. They haven't appeared in the martial arts world for nearly ten years, but they are all going to die here today. What a pity."

The three old men took off their face scarves, revealing their gray hair. The old man in the lead, Tang Yin, sneered and said, "Li Hanyi, you are being too arrogant."

"Arrogant?" Li Hanyi raised his sword and laughed loudly, "They are just two heads of the Dark River family and three elders of the Tang Sect. Just kill them!"

Tang Yin looked annoyed: "Just kill him, Li Hanyi. Even if you are a sword immortal, you are only one person."

"Who said she was alone?"

Suddenly, a powerful voice sounded in the sky, attracting everyone's attention.