Jiuzun asked

On the small dojo, there is no wind and rain, only sharp edges.

"Hmph, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depth of the earth." Yu Shihu called out, standing beside Long Dao who had fought against Xiao Wendao.

"Cultivating immortals is rebellious, dare to ask how high the sky is." Ye Yu held the mountain ghost pen and headed towards Yu Shihu.

Yu Shihu smiled sweetly, and a spirit burst out of his eyes, and saw the mountain ghost pen held by Ye Yu, reaching directly between Yu Shihu's eyebrows.

In one breath, an electric arc flashed on the tip of the Shangui Pen, like a passing electricity, flashing past.

boom!

That electric arc pierced Yu Shihu's aura shield, and the gap between her eyebrows was a hair's breadth away, and if it was half a minute closer, it would break Yu Shihu's real body.

Suddenly, a scatter of rain above the sky fell on the two of them impartially.

The rain falls and hurts people, so let's stop.

On the center of Yu Shihu's eyebrows, there was a streak of needle-like blood, soaking the center of her eyebrows, and as soon as a drop of red blood emerged, the scabs healed.

call!

A spiritual pressure rushed towards Ye Yu's face, and his figure flew away like a sharp arrow.

Holding the ten-parasol umbrella, Xiao Wenwen pulled Yeyu aside, waited for him to stabilize his figure, and looked at Yu Shihu.

"The revenge of He Xuewei's assassination of me is settled." Xiao Wen asked, and continued: "Those ten parasols are considered to be borrowed by me, and in a hundred years... I will return them."

After Xiao asked, he turned around and left.

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"Keqing, this is not the direction to Shenjun Pavilion." Lu Mo'er called out.

"Chaotian Realm has been closed, so it is natural to deal with the funeral." Xiao Wen asked, and continued: "You go back to the Shenjun Pavilion first, and I will go back tomorrow morning."

Lu Mo'er looked at Xiao Wenwen, then glanced at Cui Guanyu and Na Yeyu behind him, nodded lightly, and left in the air.

"Senior...you want to end the culprit that killed Qin Mingchao." Ye Yu asked.

"It's an enemy, so there's no reason to kill people overnight. It's like overnight food, if it goes bad...it's a waste of time." Xiao asked, and stood up from the sky.

Even Cui Guanyu never imagined that Xiao Wendao's thoughts were so delicate, and he kept it in his heart for a momentary reminder.

Cui Guanyu looked at Xiao Wendao in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched, which was very similar to his expression.

First Emperor City.

It was time for Qin Yifu to take a nap, and Qin Mingchao's "soul pill" was broken a few days ago, which disturbed his sleep and food.

The heart is manic, and it is heartbroken.

In the case of Qin Mingchao's death, one can probably guess that the murderer must be a disciple of the Immortal Sect of the Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Territory.

Relying on the strength of a country alone, it is difficult to avenge the murder of a son, to think about his son in pain, and to add pain to pain.

Known as the "Random Slaughter", he naturally wanted to stop hatred by killing.

"Hoo...." While Qin Yifu was feigning sleep, an object fell right in front of him.

He woke up with a start, but the palace servants around him were silent like cicadas.

In just a few days, more than a thousand people died in the First Emperor's City.

"Hey...." Qin Yifu looked at the things in front of him, quite familiar.

"Why, I can't recognize whose belongings it is." Xiao Wenwen stood aside and asked.

Qin Yifu looked at the object in his hand again, it was the jade pendant worn by Qin Mingchao, with anger in his eyes, he stood up.

"You..." Qin Yifu called out.

"Hmph, I killed him. Guess who I am." Xiao asked, his eyes full of evil spirits.

In an instant, two tyrannical murderous auras appeared in Shihuang City, heading towards the palace.

"One on the left and one on the right, the two people outside the hall, I leave it to you two." Xiao Wen asked, holding his sword and moving.

The corner of Ye Yu's mouth raised, his eyes were full of playfulness, and he volleyed above the palace with the ghost pen in hand.

Cui Guanyu's eyes turned bright, and his heart became more and more determined, holding his sword soaring above the city of Shihuang.

"You are from Shenjun Pavilion." Qin Yifu called out, asking with Xiao in his eyes.

"Don't worry, if you can kill me, Shenjun Pavilion will definitely not trouble you." Xiao asked.

"Haha, what Qin Yifu is most afraid of is trouble." Qin Yifu said, and continued: "I can't kill the Taiyi God, and I can't kill the little fish and shrimp who don't believe in Shenjun Pavilion."

After Qin Yifu finished speaking, he drew out a red gold broadsword and raised it into the sky, furious like a scorching sun.

The people in the entire Shihuang City all looked at the few people above the palace, and their breathing became tense.

"It's been so many years since no one set foot on the first emperor's palace." The people in common clothes called out.

A person on the side responded and said, "One thousand two hundred and thirty-seven years."

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Qin Yifu stood up with a broad knife in his hand, his body was like a cracking wind, but his whole body was empty.

"Dragon Gate Tribulation."

I saw Qin Yifu's broad knife hanging above the sky, the knife was fierce, and the shape of the knife was a hundred times bigger.

With a single blow, the ground cracked like a moat.

A city wall about ten feet wide was reduced to gravel.

Xiao Wenwen's eyes glowed with the color of Li Huo, and with a flash of red light, Wen Wendao's sword pierced through the air.

"I thought it would take three moves to kill you." Xiao asked, pondering, and continued: "One move is enough."

Qin Yifu's face moved, full of playfulness and disbelief.

Back then, the person who blown down to Haikou in front of his eyes had long been wiped out.

Boom!

There was a bloodstain between Qin Yifu's eyebrows, and the blood flowed down the gully on his face and stained his clothes.

He didn't believe it, and he was unwilling, he thought it was a nightmare...

He was looking forward to the maid serving beside him, who would wake him up with a soft voice.If you are interested, you must have some fun.

He was waiting, waiting for a voice that he heard every day.

There was a shout in his ear, and he heard someone calling him the emperor.

Qin Yifu's body fell to the ground, the blood between his brows hadn't dried up for a long time, and his pupils were open.

"Emperor..." one person shouted.

In a breath, the shout stopped abruptly, without a trace of sound.

The mountain ghost pen carried by Ye Yu just pierced into the man's Yuan Mansion, and Jian Ying died in one breath, watching Qin Yifu die in his eyes.

And the Taoist who fought with Cui Guanyu saw Qin Yifu die here, turned around and fled.

"Escape..." Cui Guanyu pondered.

All I saw was that Cui Guanyu moved the fairy sword in the sky, and shouted in his mouth: "Yangshen is a free and unrestrained barbarian."

A sword energy unexpectedly showed a palm print, and it landed on the fleeing Taoist.

The battle is over.

The people of the huge Shihuang City all knelt down to the sky, and shouted: "Sword Immortal above, all people pray."

The eight words "The Sword Immortal is above, and all peoples pray" lingered on the city of Shihuang for a long time.

Xiao Wenwen scanned the first emperor's city, only to see a young man in a cloth shirt, with a handsome appearance.But Ye Yu asserted that this son's destiny is beyond words.

"Here..." Cui Guanyu handed the emperor's order to the young man.

The young man looked at Cui Guanyu with raised eyebrows, received the emperor's order, and said in a loud voice: "Son of Immortal Yang."

From then on, a Taoist temple in Shihuang City enshrined the immortal "Son of Heaven".

"Both of you go back to the sect for the time being." Xiao asked, and headed towards the Shenjun Pavilion...