The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Master Chu really made Danyang Peak into an iron bucket that can't be inserted into a knife and can't be splashed with water.The formations overlapped, patrolling day and night, and the detection posts were even released hundreds of miles away.

In the past, Castle Master Chu loved to take a few walks on the Danyang Peak mountain path before nightfall. At first it was just for a taste of victory, but later it became a habit.

However, now he has turned himself into a cautious ant, shaking his head and wagging his tentacles in all directions when he goes out of the mountain gate, making sure that Wuyu dares to go out and take a few steps.

He also didn't want to go out casually at such a time, but if the usual rules were changed, the group of demonic disciples who were already in a state of panic would have to guess even more.

People's hearts are like quicksand, it is very difficult to get back together once dispersed, Master Chu dare not take risks at this moment.

Walking on the mountain road with desolate forests, Master Chu felt that the back of his neck was hard and painful from the winter wind.

The disciples who traveled with him were also affected by his gloom and mist. Those nearby had faces that looked like coffins, while those in the distance couldn't help but pay close attention, and the small voices of words drifted into Chu In the ear of the castle master: "...what do you think Xu Xingzhi looks like? He can't have three heads and six arms."

"It's hard to say..." His companion's voice trembled, as if every tree in the forest was Xu Xingzhi's eyes and ears, "I heard about him from my seniors. This man is so capable, he can use a folding fan , There are thousands of changes, I may not be able to change shape, maybe he is hiding in this forest."

Master Chu's back was sweating when he heard it, as if a poisonous snake had crawled across his neck.

In the past few days, he observed coldly and found that although Meng Chongguang was far superior to Xu Xingzhi in terms of spiritual power, Xu Xingzhi was most feared by the disciples.

Xu Xingzhi was too famous back then and was outstanding, so of course he was worth fearing, but what made his disciples even more fearful was his status as a disciple of Lord Qingjing.

Back then, Lord Qing Jing sealed his throat with a sword, and Jing Tao's posture of frowning snow was like a heavenly man. In the name of a genius, he ended another unborn genius, and let the dream of the evil way counterattack the four gates fall to the ground halfway.

Although he had been dead for many years, the shadow named Yue Wuchen still hangs over the heads of all the demons to this day.

Xu Xingzhi, as the only internal disciple of Qingjing Junyue Wuchen, leading troops to fight at this time, in the eyes of the disciples of the Demonic Dao, is an extremely ominous omen.

They only knew Meng Chongguang's horror in general, but they were overwhelmed by Xu Xingzhi's true and false legends.

Master Chu Castle also felt a little flustered and short of breath.

In order to dispel this fatal emotion, he stopped in his tracks and pointed backwards: "Cut the two tongue-twisters at the back, cut them in half, hang them in front of Pingyue Hall, and tell all the disciples that this is Chang'an. The consequences of other people's aspirations!"

His close servants knew that Master Chu was just a firecracker now, and he was overly sensitive to any unsatisfactory things. If he delayed his orders for a little bit, the anger might burn on him, so they all rushed forward and cut their hair back. hands.

Hearing the sound of begging for mercy and howling fading away, Master Chu let out a bad breath just now, and pointed out to the people who stayed by his side: "The troubles and troubles are coming before my eyes. In the future, why don't you dare made?!"

The disciple he pointed to nodded quickly and blankly.

He also heard the comments of those two unlucky bastards, but he didn't take it to heart at all, because it was what many people were thinking, and he didn't expect that there would be such consequences after saying it.

Many people locked their fear in their hearts because of this, allowing it to ferment and brew into an unknown storm.

Those two people were chopped into four pieces, because of their spiritual power, they breathed very slowly, and hung in front of the hall for a whole day before their bloody upper bodies finally swallowed their breath.

Lord Chu still didn't intend to let them go, so they hung in front of the palace for another two full days.

Sitting in the Pingyue Hall, Lord Chu looked at the four shells that were separated from each other and swayed by the wind. Sometimes he was as panic-stricken as his disciples, and sometimes he felt a bit of gleeful malice out of thin air. Feel like you can do anything.

A few days after guarding the mountain, Sun Yuanzhou visited him once.

The master of Chubao led him around the mountain, pointed to the surrounding area and said with a smile: "I set up a row of poisonous miasma formations fifty miles away. Anyone who tramples on his feet, whether it is walking on the ground or flying in the sky, as long as he is a cultivator Those who are below the golden core stage will inevitably be invaded by poisonous miasma, turn into poisonous corpses, and bite each other!"

Holding a thin steel whip in his hand, he moved a little closer: "...the vanguard army is stationed a little behind the poisonous miasma formation."

Sun Yuanzhou asked: "Pioneer? How do you plan to arrange it?"

"Of course we can't ask people in the Tao to do such a terrible thing!" Master Chu smiled viciously and relaxedly, "I dug up the graves of the disciples of Danyang Peak, and there are a total of [-] corpses, and they are urgent Refined into a wake-up corpse. These corpses on the left and right are not afraid of death, and when the invading enemy suffers from the miasma and their positions are chaotic, they will surely catch them by surprise!"

Sun Yuanzhou took two steps: "The design of this formation is not good. Do you still remember the ghost soldiers in Qingliang Valley? They are not afraid of miasma and poisonous fog."

Master Chu grinned, showing cold white teeth: "The way of ghosts is not far from the way of demons. Some formations and spells are even common. How can I not know how to deal with these dead ghosts?"

He raised his whip and pointed: "The inner circle of the vanguard army on the first floor is the ancient ghost-slaying formation. I deliberately opened a few openings and waited for them to enter. Inside is a bigger pocket. Ghost, as long as you walk in it, your soul core will be shattered, smashed into slag, wiped out, and there is no chance of rebirth!"

Master Chu became more and more excited as he talked, and he continued, "My outermost poisonous miasma formation is extremely concealed, and at least [-]% of the [-]% of the living will be hit. Dead ghosts are not afraid of poison, Xu Xingzhi is very likely to Let the dead ghosts lead the way, and when these pioneers feed the ghost-slaying formation, Xu Xingzhi will inevitably end up in a difficult end, and then, we will..."

When he talked about getting up, his face was red and white, and his mouth opened and closed, as if there were already countless corpses lying outside the mountain.

Sun Yuanzhou let his eyebrows dance for a while, and then asked calmly: "...Can you stop Meng Chongguang and Xu Xingzhi?"

These words were not a general disappointment, Master Chu raised his eyebrows: "They are only two people, can they still eat the whole Danyang Peak?"

Sun Yuanzhou answered truthfully: "They can level this mountain."

"Then call them here." Master Chu Bao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "At worst, it's a dead end! I don't mind turning this place into a place for Shura in the world!"

Speaking of this, he showed resentment again: "If the owner of the mountain is willing to come to sit in the town, why should I be afraid of Meng Chongguang?!"

Sun Yuanzhou has lost a lot of weight in just three days, and his eyes are even more transparent. Hearing him mentioning the Lord of the Mountain, the light in his eyes dimmed a little, and he changed the topic on his own: "Qinglianzong, Yangyue Zong, Lingyin Castle, and the other seven sects have come to look for me."

Master Chu finally understood the purpose of Sun Yuanzhou's visit, took back his whip, tapped his palm lightly with the whip, and grinned grinningly: "This is the first purpose of Sovereign Sun's visit."

Sun Yuanzhou knew that this person had gone crazy preparing for the battle, and he only maintained his airs on the surface, and if he was not careful, he would reveal his beast side, so he spoke in a very gentle manner: "You sacrificed too many disciples with blood , It's normal for them to criticize."

This layer-by-layer formation is definitely not arranged for nothing. If each layer wants to exert its maximum effect, it must be filled with life.

Castle Master Chu naturally didn't want to give up the precious lives of his disciples in the castle, and wanted to use the lives and flesh of ordinary people to create a powerful formation, which was tantamount to filling the sea with Jingwei, so he naturally set his sights on those little people. sects, and win them over in the name of uniting against the enemy.

When people were drawn in, they were drawn into the formation in groups before they sat on their buttocks, and they were used as stepping stones for the formation in a daze.

The other sects saw that Ye Yunbao turned into a fat-headed blood-sucking insect with big ears, and sucked them into a piece of skin in one breath. They were so angry that they ran to Fengling Mountain to find Chi Lianzong. sue.

Hearing Sun Yuanzhou's words, Master Chu flicked his whip, and the whip fell on a rock, blowing it up so that the stones flew flying: "This bastard is going to sue at this time?! Who the hell am I for? Okay!" , I didn’t guard against it, I didn’t defend it, I slapped my ass and slipped away, leaving them an empty mountain, wouldn’t it be all over?”

Sun Yuanzhou sighed: "Master Chu, don't say that."

He spoke very gently, but also revealed an irrepressible helplessness.

——The Yunyunbao family has a big business, once they withdraw and cannot find a place to stay, they will immediately turn into wild monkeys being chased and beaten; Qinglianzong and other small sects are not afraid of this, no matter where they occupy a house If you camp on the mountain, you can survive.

The big sects want to gain a foothold, while the small sects want to protect themselves. The interests of the two collide, and no one is willing to take a step back.

Sun Yuanzhou knew that this was the so-called renunciation.

Master Chu looked at Sun Yuanzhou with a look of disappointment, and it was rare to feel some sympathy out of his killing heart, he patted his shoulder with his big hand that crushed rocks, and said, "Sect Master Sun, I know it's not easy for you to be caught in the middle. Don't worry, even if the mountain lord doesn't make a move, I have my own ideas against Shang Meng Chongguang and the others."

Sun Yuanzhou has exhausted his mind these few days, and he would like to hear what other tricks Castle Master Chu has other than surrounding himself as an iron bucket: "... Please tell Castle Master Chu."

"Among them is a man surnamed Lu, who is the leader of those dead ghosts." Lord Chu smiled slightly, with a sly look in his eyes, "In the formation, I will do my best to catch him. If If I can catch him, I have the qualifications to negotiate terms with Xu."

Sun Yuanzhou was not enthusiastic about the idea.

As far as he knew, Lu Yujiu was now in the body of a Nascent Soul, how could he be able to hold it just by holding it.

But this is a solution anyway, so he nodded and comforted him: "Thank you, Master Chu."

Lord Chu chuckled, his eyes were black and blue, but his eyes were full of pride: "I want to see, I've knocked down this iron wall, where can they touch it!"

Three days have passed, five days have passed, and fifteen days have passed. Lord Chu continued to strengthen the defense of the mountain, piled up more and more corpses, and caused more and more disputes and criticisms. Unmoved, the spies handed over spiritual letters one by one every day, and also claimed that the thousand or so disciples were so quiet that they couldn't see any intention of mobilization.

The Lord Wu of Blackwater Castle couldn't help feeling a little regretful, thinking that they were too cowardly if they couldn't shrink back. He should have had a heart attack, gritted his teeth, and hit them directly to drive them out of Ying Tianchuan.

After thinking about it, he attributed the crime of delaying the military plane to Jiuzhideng.

——If Jiuzhideng hadn't been expelled from Ying Tianchuan a few days ago, and then made a disheartened, closed-door death look afterward, they wouldn't have been scared out of their wits.

After thinking about it, he eagerly persuaded Master Chu to attack together, but Master Chu shook his head like a rattle and refused to die.

His steel line of defense had just been pulled up, and he felt safe and comfortable hiding in Danyang Peak, and now he is absolutely unwilling to go out to take risks.

Master Wu Baobai's mouth was worn out, seeing that he couldn't change his mind, he had no choice but to go to Sun Yuanzhou.

Who would have thought that Sun Yuanzhou had become a spinning top because of Nine Branch Lamps' inaction, he mobilized the entire Chi Lianzong, no one could assign him to carry out the sneak attack.

Apart from Chilianzong and Yeyunbao, the relationship between Wubaozhu and several other larger suzerains and castlemasters is extremely bad. Even if they are reluctant to unite, the possibility of internal conflicts and disputes in the end is far greater than that of the same enemy.

After thinking about it, the Lord of Fort Wu felt that he didn't have to be such an early bird, so he silently closed his mind and accompanied Ye Yunbao to repair the mountain defenses. Six of them were opened, turning a hundred miles around into a no-man's land full of thorns and hazels, ten rooms and nine empty spaces.

They waited quietly for Xu Xingzhi and the others to throw themselves into a trap and grind them into pieces, the only thing they were afraid of was that they would not come.

These two battered people had no idea what Ying Tianchuan was like at this moment.

In Yingtianchuan.

After asking a few disciples, Zhou Wang finally found out where Xu Xingzhi and the others were, and walked across the corridors and halls to find him.

She never had the trouble of getting lost in the wilderness, but in the present world, seeing row after row of palace buildings, she was twice as dizzy than before. It took ten months to barely recognize the architectural layout of Ying Tianchuan.

Zhou Wang turned around a corridor and saw Xu Xingzhi, Zhou Beinan and Qu Chi sitting side by side under the eaves of the corridor under the sky and clouds, holding three identical bowls.Xu Xingzhi was sitting in the middle, holding a bowl of noodles with his wooden hands, sweating all over his body, his beautifully shaped water chestnut lips were reddened by the hot soup, and he sucked his tongue out while eating to dissipate heat, and Zhou Beinan, who was next to him, was also caught He became infected with the same way of eating, only Qu Chi was drinking a bowl of clear soup in a polite manner, drinking the soup with a graceful demeanor.

Zhou Wang couldn't help laughing at their appearance, they were obviously three men who were not too young, but together they became a group of half-grown teenagers.

Qu Chi was the first to notice Zhou Wang. He put down his bowl and smiled at Zhou Wang.

Zhou Wang called godfather, then uncle, Zhou Beinan raised his head from the noodle bowl, as if he also felt that he was not dignified, wiped his mouth, and tried to put on a serious face: "Why?"

Only Xu Xingzhi put down his chopsticks, and greeted: "I ordered the noodles, and there are still in the pot. Ah Wang, do you want to eat together?"

He hasn't eaten human food for a long time, and he has almost forgotten the rules. When he talks, he casually inserts his chopsticks into the noodle soup.Qu Chi, who was sitting on his left, noticed this, silently helped him take out the chopsticks, shook out the soup, and placed them horizontally on the side of the bowl.

Zhou Wang was very surprised.

Xu Xingzhi is not in a hurry, but why is Qu Chi so indifferent?

She listened to the disciples of Danyang Peak who mentioned the humiliation of Qu Chi in the past, and they couldn't help but feel excited. They wished they could kill Danyang with a knife and chop off the head of the master of Yunyun Castle. , are much more interesting than revenge.

Fortunately, Zhou Wang was not soft-tempered, so he asked directly when he had any questions: "Aren't you going to fight today? I heard from some senior brothers in Qinglianggu that Danyang Peak is consolidating the mountain defense. Danyang Peak has become an iron peak."

Xu Xingzhi picked up his chopsticks again, glanced at his noodle soup, and said casually: "Let them make it, just find something for them to do."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his chopsticks, and ostentatiously stole noodles from Zhou Beinan's bowl.

Zhou Beinan glared at him, "Hey."

Xu Xingzhi: "Hey what. Look at you being stingy."

Zhou Beinan: "...my mother..."

He raised his foot to kick, but Xu Xingzhi immediately leaned against Qu Chi in an unsteady bowl shape, laughing, "Soup, the soup is spilled."

Seeing them quarreling, Zhou Wang sees them in her eyes, and her heart is very warm, but there is always one thing on her heart, which makes her happy and unhappy.

She sat down beside Qu Chi, stretched out her slender and flexible legs, and said, "Senior Brother Xu, what are we waiting for? The delay is getting longer and longer, do we have to fight a tough battle?"

"Tough battles are to be fought." Xu Xingzhi said, "...but not with Danyang Peak. That old boy surnamed Chu is not worthy."

Zhou Wang raised his eyebrows in surprise, full of doubts in his heart.

Xu Xingzhi smiled, raised his head to look at the sky, and said after a while: "The moonlight is pretty good tonight. Let's clean up Danyang Peak after eating this bowl of noodles. What do you think?"

Zhou Wang: "..."

She found that she really couldn't keep up with Xu Xingzhi's train of thought: "Just... just hit him directly?"

Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan were obviously aware of Xu Xingzhi's plan, and the former explained to Zhou Wang in a gentle voice: "We have already discussed a solution. When the time comes, you should come with us."

Although still puzzled, Zhou Wang at least understood that tonight is the time to avenge Qu Chi.

She turned and ran, Xu Xingzhi called her from behind: "Hey, don't you want to eat?"

Zhou Wang dropped his words from a distance: "No! I'll go find all the senior brothers! Tell them to wait in front of the hall!"

The girl ran away patter, leaving behind a series of crisp and cheerful footsteps.

Xu Xingzhi stared at her back, the corners of his lips dropped slightly.

... No girl in the world should be happy about going to kill.

After everything was over, Xu Xingzhi decided to let Zhou Wang gradually realize that he was a girl, not a weapon.

When Xu Xingzhi was in a daze, Zhou Beinan had already leaned over to his bowl, and evened out a few chopsticks for fine noodles: "...just two chopsticks, is there too much....Forget about being lazy, why don't you go to the kitchen to serve it?"

Xu Xingzhi came back to his senses, salivated and stretched out his bowl and said, "So little? Are you feeding the cat?"

Zhou Beinan spat at him: "Hey the dog."

Xu Xingzhi was extremely calm: "Wang."

Qu Chi: "Pfft...cough."

Zhou Beinan was stunned by his shamelessness, and then laughed loudly. While laughing, he added some more chopsticks to him contentedly.

Xu Xingzhi thought while eating the noodles, this is the first time Beinan laughed out loud since his father passed away, this dog deserves it.

Thinking like this, he ate all the noodles in the bowl, then stood up and stretched: "... let's go."

There was a light snowfall on Danyang Peak two days ago, and the snow melted as soon as it hit the ground, but it cleaned the whole mountain completely, like the eyebrows carefully painted by a beauty, and a round of crescent moon on the horizon, it is really so bright and refreshing mean in.

The Lord of Castle Chu had no intention of admiring the moon. He was guarding a mountain carved into copper bones and iron skin, and he was viciously looking forward to the arrival of Xu Xingzhi and the others.

Now the backbones of Yeyun Fort, Heishui Fort and seven or eight small sects are all huddled in Danyang Peak. The disciples lit pine torches and shuttled endlessly, illuminating the entire mountain without any shadows.

Sitting alone in the hall, for some reason, Castle Master Chu thought of Qu Chi again, thought of the handsome young man's bloody head and hand mottled with bruises, and the more he thought about it, the more satisfied he became.

The person who was trampled into the dirt by him 13 years ago still wants to get up and ride on his head?

What a daydream!

Compared to the din outside, the Buddhist scripture pavilion in Danyang Peak was as quiet as a tomb. Occasionally, the lights would be flickered by the skirt of the clothes, but it would soon calm down. During this time, seven disciples were calmly sorting out the books.

They are the real disciples of Danyang Peak. For 13 years, they have trapped themselves in the study, sorting out the classics, rejuvenating the dusty books one by one, and almost turning themselves into dusty Zen monks.

When he heard the news that Xu Xingzhi and the others had escaped from the wilderness, Master Chu gave them a lot of ideas.However, killing these seven people as a warning to others seemed like too much fuss; when they were used as bargaining chips, these people were all middle-level disciples of no rank, and their weight was not enough.

It is okay to throw them out to form an array, but once they die, there will be no one to guard the scripture pavilion in the mountain.This is a very painful and boring job. If these people don't do it, Castle Master Chu can't think of anyone who can take their place.

Master Chu thought about it, and simply spared their lives.The left and right mountains have been sealed off, and they can't get out, so I'm not afraid of them tipping off the news.

One of the disciples is copying an isolated copy by hand.

He turned over a page of the book under the lamp, and suddenly felt a wind blowing in front of him, and the blue silk ribbons tied on the bookshelves rattled in unison, trembling like willow leaves under the wind in spring.

He guarded the pages of the book, suspecting that the window was not closed properly.

But when he looked up, his whole body froze into a clay sculpture.

A semi-circular gray light door slowly opened in mid-air, and a pair of extremely slender, thin legs stepped out from between.

The ink pen in the disciple's hand fell to the ground with a thud, splashing two or three ink flowers, and a layer of bright tears gradually appeared in his eyes.

Even though he already knew about Qu Chi's return to the present world, even if he saw it with his own eyes, this disciple still felt like falling into a dream, he couldn't believe it, he was afraid that he would startle the dreamer with a loud voice: "Master...Senior brother..."

Qu Chi was holding a whisk in his hand, with a long sword tied around his waist, and his red clothes were rolled into waves by the dust wind from the light gate. He raised his hand and flapped his sleeves, held the fluttering long sleeves in his palms, and put his fingertips to his lips. By the side, there was a light "hush".

The demonic disciples who were watching the night outside faintly heard strange noises coming from the scripture storage pavilion, and shouted from a long distance: "What noise?"

The disciple understood, wiped away his tears, opened a window and replied, "Half a shelf of books has fallen. If you are free, come over here and help clean up."

Hearing that it was hard work, the demon disciples muttered a few words for fear of avoiding it, and left with a lantern.

The disciple hastily closed the window, turned his head and said: "Brother, I..."

Turning around, he was dumbfounded again.

Xu Xingzhi, Meng Chongguang, Zhou Beinan, Lu Yujiu, a man in a pitch-black cloak, and a bunt girl with two knives all came through the light door.

Disciples dressed in the costumes of the old fourth sect continued to come out of the light gate behind them. Although the light gate was narrow and only one could pass through at a time, everyone passed through it in an orderly manner. In a blink of an eye, there were dozens of disciples People filled in the library room.

Xu Xingzhi put his hand behind his back, held the fan with one hand, shook it slowly, and smiled to the seven disciples of Danyang Peak who came after hearing the sound: "Everyone, long time no see."

The seven disciples had tears in their eyes, but they all knew that this was not a good time to meet each other and reminisce about the past, so they all suppressed the sourness in their eyes, knelt down silently, bowed their hands and saluted, and fell on the ground full of grief and hope. There was a muffled sound.

One of the disciples tremblingly asked: "Brother, where are you from..."

Xu Xingzhi squeezed the fans together, and replied with a smile: "We? We borrowed a way from the wilderness."

Originally, they had discussed a few days ago that they should start three days after the snowfall ended, catching Danyang Peak by surprise, but when Qu Chi went to the wilderness and came to return the key, Xu Xingzhi was suddenly blessed and came up with this idea Tricky idea.

...Why did they go all the way to attack by force?

The gate of wildness can be opened according to the user's will. Isn't it a shortcut to use the wilderness?

After that, Xu Xingzhi asked Meng Chongguang to test it, and found that the gate of the wilderness could indeed lead to Danyang, but probably because of mutual repulsion, Fengling, which had another key to the wilderness, could not go there.

Obviously, this defensive loophole is not within the scope of Master Chu's calculations.

Xu Xingzhi glanced at the wild gate where figures were still pouring out behind him, and scratched the back of his head with the handle of the fan: "Xiao Lu, let's test it first, is this old boy so mad that he set up an formation in the mountains?"

Lu Yujiu focused on his words, released more than a dozen strands of virtual souls that he had collected in the wilderness, and recited formulas in his mouth, so that these dozens of transparent shadows leaned against the base of the wall and slipped out silently.

His eyes change from light to dark, and thousands of scenes gradually flash in the blue pupils like a little fox.After searching patiently, he replied, "It's safe in the mountains."

Xu Xingzhi licked his lips, supported his neck bone to move around, and there were two clicks in his neck.

Just when he was eager to try it, he felt his belt being pulled from behind.

Meng Zhongguang put his back on his back, and said in a soft voice like a boneless: "Brother, there will be troubles later, don't stay too far away from me."

Xu Xingzhi knew that the old goblin had a strange obsession with his own safety, so he followed his words, turned around, and tapped lightly on his soft and moist lips: "It's you, don't stay too far away from me."

As he spoke, he put his wooden hand behind him and patted himself on the back: "I will leave my back to you."

Meng Chongguang gently opened his lips, took Xu Xingzhi's fingertips into his mouth, and kissed him like eating candy, which was a promise.

In the palace of Pingyue, Lord Chu and Lord Wu discussed another round of mountain defense matters, but they felt that as the night got darker, the chill became stronger, so they simply turned on a stove and cooked wine around it to warm up.

Chu Baozhu looked out of the window with his legs crossed, thinking of the iron wall he had completely built standing there, he couldn't help but feel unspeakable pleasure in his heart: "If they surnamed Xu dare to come, I will let them know what it means to have something. No return!"

After laughing with him, Master Wubao added a bit of sadness. Hearing the bubbling sound of the wine, he lowered his eyes: "If my only son is still here, I must fight for a glass of wine at this time."

Master Chu has no children, so he can't understand Master Wu's sudden sadness, but even he is cold-hearted, and he knows that the name of Master Wu's son has been recorded in history, and his sudden death opened the way of magic Counter the history of Simen.

Master Chu firmly believes that this period of history will continue to be written. The counterattack of these old people is nothing but a desperate resistance of the old and trapped beasts. As long as they survive this period, their momentum will weaken and they will be unable to continue. Naturally, it will decline again.

Thinking of this, Lord Chu grinned: "It's not too late to take revenge now! Qingliang Valley was destroyed in the past, and now we can destroy these invading enemies again. We..."

Before the words were finished, Castle Master Chu suddenly heard the noise of people outside, which gradually became a turmoil, and couldn't help frowning: "What are these people chattering about?"

In an instant, the sky shook, as if a thunderbolt struck across the mountain, shaking the whole mountain!

Lord Wubao was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

He got up, and was about to open the door to investigate, when a demon disciple harnessed his spiritual power and slammed into the hall like a headless chicken.With blood on his head, he curled up and lay down on the cold ground, screaming: "Castle Master! Castle Master...they're coming in!"

The owner of Castle Chu, who was still able to sit comfortably, suddenly got up, stumbled and kicked over the still-boiled wine stove: "What?!"

The stove overturned, and the whitish silver charcoal rolled down on the ground, like small human heads. He stomped on the ground with a pair of big feet and rolled over the charcoal fire, trampling a few of them into scattered fly ash.

He picked up the worm-like hunched man on the ground, and roared, "What do you mean? Who came in?"

The disciple cried with blood on his head: "Xu Xingzhi, Meng Chongguang... and Qu Chi... By the way, there are still people, many people, wearing the clothes of the four sects..."

"What are you panicking about?!" Castle Master Chu yelled at his distraught face, shook his collar, and asked, "Which floor did they break into? Where's the scout post? Didn't they ask them to extend to the second floor the day before yesterday?" Is it a hundred miles away? So many people are attacking, what are they eating?"

The disciple trembled like a leaf in the wind: "They, they didn't break through...they didn't come from outside..."

There was a bang in Master Chubao's mind, and all his organization and thoughts were razed to the ground, and he couldn't even understand what his disciples were saying for a while.

"What do you mean 'it didn't come from outside'?" Master Chu murmured, "Can they still dig it up from the ground?"

The disciple cried, "I come from the Yuanyang Palace...they came from the west, the west foot, and touched them quietly. The disciple only had a face-to-face with the demon surnamed Meng, and he waved his sleeves." , the Yuanyang Palace collapsed, and the disciple managed to save his life from the ruins..."

"What about Shanfang? Huh? Why hasn't there been any news from Shanfang?"

The disciple cried and shook his head, he had been frightened by the divine soldiers from the sky, and his body was weak and he slid down.

There was no warning on the outside, and this fact caused Master Chu to sink into the deep pool of darkness flickeringly.

He flipped over the table with one foot, rushed to the front of the steps with his sword, raised his voice like a broken gong, and shouted: "Fight--"

In fact, there is no need for him to elaborate, in just a few moments, the flames of war have already ignited the entire mountain fiercely.

The two knives on Zhou Wang's back were infected by the killing sounds from all around, and they rang loudly. Xu Xingzhi led her all the way forward. Six disciples of the magic way who didn't know how high or low shouted to kill Xu Xingzhi. He let the bamboo bone fan hold in his palm After one turn, it turned into a red halberd, which was thrown out, piercing the snow sky, catching the shadow of the moon, and piercing the three of them in an instant!

Seeing this situation, the other three were forced to turn their eyes red, screaming miserably, holding their weapons, and rushing towards Xu Xingzhi!

Zhou Wang stepped forward, and Xu Xingzhi also took the initiative to give up his position: "It's you."

Zhou Wang took a glance, first grasped the handle of the scabbard with his right hand behind his wrist, looked at the three people rushing like tigers and wolves in front of him, and asked concisely: "Who will be killed first?"

Xu Xingzhi wrote lightly: "...everything you see is cut off."

Zhou Wang nodded, and put his left hand behind his back.

As soon as the double knives came out, the lights and shadows were dazzled, Zhou Wang slender feet flickered, the bronze double blades weighing more than a hundred catties pierced the dark blue sky, and three streaks of blood dripped out.

Under the light of her knife, several people turned into fragmented and rotten fruits, and Zhou Wang rushed through the blood rain, and Bai Nen Shengxue's cheeks were also sprinkled with spots of blood.

She wiped the blood with her shoulder, and sneered: "...but that's all."

None of these bluffing disciples were more vulnerable and vulnerable than the monsters she met in the wild.

After saying that, she threw the two knives in her palm into the air, held one handle in each hand, put her back behind her back, and rushed straight into the row of disciples who were fighting.

Lu Yujiu covered his face with a ghost face, and the talisman floating in front of him endlessly revealed a lavender aura, his red and white lips and teeth kept opening and closing, and under his command, clusters of lavender cloud patterns burned on his forehead The ghosts spread out and formed formations, separating the already panicked demonic disciples, making them hard to care about.

Under the Frost and Cold sword intent, flesh and blood were shattered, and mourning was everywhere.

And beside Lu Yujiu, Zhou Beinan was firmly guarding his wings, and he would block any open or cold arrows one by one.

He is Lu Yujiu's ghost slave, no one can hurt his ghost master.

After sending Zhou Wang away, Xu Xingzhi found Meng Chongguang.

Facing a small group of demon disciples who surrounded them, the two pressed their backs together as agreed, confronting the disciples in front of them.

Xu Xingzhi said with a slight smile: "Chongguang, if I remember correctly, this is the first time I have defended the enemy side by side with you?"

Meng Chongguang reminded him rather unconvinced: "...that time with the wild giant."

Xu Xingzhi disagreed: "We were far apart at that time."

"And before the Wild Tower, that time with Wen Xuechen..."

Xu Xingzhi shook his head again: "That time you hugged me and refused to let me move."

Meng Chongguang pursed his lips and smiled: "Brother, this is our first time. What do you think?"

Xu Xingzhi followed with a joy, turning the "Xianbi" into a fish intestine sword: "...will it work?"

Meng Chongguang understood, and the two passed each other's weapons into each other's hands.

Meng Chongguang's weapon is a simple and outrageous sword, without a name, let alone a famous origin. It was just a sword that Xu Xingzhi took him to the Fengling Weaponry Warehouse when he was an adult. A sword to match his stature and sword-handling habits.

...I didn't expect him to use it for so many years.

This sword is really unremarkable, especially in terms of color, pattern and style, 99 out of [-] old swords look like this, only Meng Chongguang's palm temperature gives it a little difference.

Xu Xingzhi raised the blade flatly, and the blunt side of the blade slowly crossed on his forearm, forming a cross shape. At the same time, he did not forget to ask Meng Chongguang sideways: "What is it called?"

Meng Chongguang held onto Xu Xingzhi's Yuchang Sword, stood with his back facing him, and replied slowly, "Near Xu."

Xu Xing was startled, and then laughed loudly.

Seeing the enemy muster up their courage and shout to kill them, the two swords came out suddenly, and the sword roared like a dragon's chant, piercing through the sky, causing people's hearts to shake and their blood to surge.

Lord Chu stood in front of the hall, hearing the shouts of killing and mourning resounding from the hills, his expression was numb.

The lights in the side halls of Pingyue Hall were shaken and overturned, and the blazing flames had burned down half of the palace, but he was still unaware, and black and shadowy mosquito shadows flew past in front of his eyes.

Lord Wubao went to look for the leaders of those sects fifteen minutes ago, but he still hasn't returned. It's not known whether he escaped or died.

He didn't care about his life and death, he was thinking about where he missed it.

Obviously everything should be perfect, obviously...

Just as he was thinking, from his gray-black field of vision, a figure slowly fell from above.

When the person landed on the ground, the left sleeve was rolled up, and the sword came out from the right sleeve, and there was a bright red color on the sword body.