Yuxiang

Murong Xianxian shook her head and said: "You are more familiar with this Luotian sea area than I am. If you don't see it, I'm even more confused. Let's go! Anyway, these people have nothing to do with us, and they didn't cause any loss. It's very lucky. What is there to complain about?"

"It's not a complaint, but a fear in my heart."

Xu Yuan walked beside her in an unhurried manner, "I always feel a little... a little jittery, it seems that there is a sign that I have rushed to the Tai Sui and hit the evil, is it really a disaster that cannot be avoided?"

"Crow's Mouth! Fellow Daoist Xu, don't think wildly, okay?"

Murong Xianxian walked for more than ten meters, and suddenly stopped, raised her eyes and looked forward, her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and her expression was cold and serious.

Her figure is tall and slender, although her appearance changes, but girls love beauty, and there is absolutely no reason for her to become an ordinary woman. Standing there, she naturally exudes a power, her eyes are extremely sharp, even almost cold.

"What are you looking at?"

Xu Yuan stepped forward and asked, "What suspicious things did you find?"

"Aura of killing." Murong Xianxian spit out every single word: "It's a bad omen."

"Hehe, do you know spells?" Xu Yuan laughed loudly: "We are monks, not gods, even real gods, it is impossible to predict bad luck."

"Facts will prove that I am right." Murong Xianxian smiled faintly.

"Why?"

"I saw a flash of light just now." She analyzed it: "I can tell you with confidence, it's the reflection of light from a weapon."

"You speak as if it's true." Xu Yuan was dissatisfied with her explanation: "Let's go! Don't be suspicious anymore, this is a village, not a field."

After speaking, he continued to move forward.

Murong Xianxian frowned slightly, she raised her vigilance in her heart, but she didn't persist anymore, she just made preparations secretly.

Round a corner.Four fierce monks suddenly sprang out from the side, blocking each other at both ends, with four flying swords hanging above their heads.Prepare to attack at any time.

"Stop!" A monk who blocked the way head-on, his voice was deafening like a torrent of bells.

Xu Yuan's eyes moved.I have to do it.

"If you move, you will definitely die!" Another monk sternly reprimanded.

Murong Xianxian looked relaxed at the side. She concealed her cultivation as if she was at the peak of infant formation. This is a great mystery of the ** Xuangong. It is impossible to detect what she pretends to be, so the four monks did not hide her. Seriously.

"Fellow Daoist Xu. They are proficient in combined strikes, and their cultivation is higher than ours. They will definitely kill you in one shot. He is not trying to scare you. If you dare to attack, you will die."

She said to Xu Yuan: "It's a disaster that can't be avoided, listen to them, that's right."

Xu Yuan let out a long breath and gave up the attack.But he is still fully alert, afraid that the other party will kill him suddenly.

"Go there." A monk pointed to the right.

Like prisoners being escorted, the two were escorted out of the village and came to a hillside outside the town... There were many people on the hillside, gathered in four directions.At a glance, it is clear that there are four different groups of people, each occupying one side and forming a confrontational situation.

In the woods at the foot of the mountain, there is another group of people lurking.The number of these people is about [-] or [-] people, and Murong Xianxian and Xu Yuan are also among them...the identities of the two people are a bit embarrassing, they are now equivalent to prisoners, but the other party does not seem to intend to kill, so they are honest Do not resist.The one who guarded them was a monk with beards, and he didn't pay attention to the two of them. His strange eyes were watching all the forces on the hillside, and he was eager to move. He might leave the captives at any time and rush out of the hillside with his companions.

The atmosphere is tense, everyone has shown their flying swords and dharma, and the hostility is the most obvious among those who separate the north and the south.

The six people in the north are the members of the fraternity.The two standing in the front are Ling Junhao and Cheng Yongjia. The flying sword has already been sacrificed, and the cold electricity is intense. People who are 200 meters away can still feel the breathtaking pressure and body of the flying sword.

Zhengnan is seven men and one woman, one is more aggressive than the other, the momentum is not weaker than the six masters of the brotherhood, and it seems to be stronger.

Zhengdong, are the three female cultivators of the purple-clothed fairy, with serious expressions, but they did not sacrifice the magic weapon of the flying sword, as if they wanted to stand by and watch.

To the west were five men and five women. The flying sword had already been activated, but it was not clear which side it was assisting.

The four groups of people focused their attention on the people present, apparently unaware that there were more than a dozen unknown hands from the fifth party hidden in the surrounding woods.People who hide in the woods are experts in stealth.

The person Ling Junhao was facing was a black and imposing middle-aged man, with an oak in his hand that shone golden and was extremely intimidating.

"The one surnamed Lu, I spent a year looking for traces all over the world, and I just caught up with you today. You have only one way to go." Ling Junhao was domineering, with a domineering tone: "Either tell me the whereabouts of Madman Hu, Either go down and have a meeting with me, you must go, the madman has what I need."

"Dream!"

The weird surnamed Lu's eyes flickered sharply, and his voice was like thunder: "Master, I don't know you, and I don't know who Ling Junhao is. Why do you seek me? You want me to betray Fellow Daoist Hu. What are you? Bah!"

"When you fall into my hands, you won't say that." Ling Junhao didn't get angry because of being scolded, but he was even more cold: "Are you going to take me away after you're crippled?"

"asshole……"

With a sneer, Ling Junhao suddenly waved his hand, and five dazzling blue rainbows shot at the opponent unexpectedly, Hou wanted to tie him up.

The strong man of the fraternity was about to explode when he was scolded by the surname Lu. Although the expression on the surface was controlled coldly and calmly, the hatred in his bones was extremely angry, so he couldn't hold back anymore, he didn't want to continue to be scolded, and used surprise attacks to vent his anger The anger in my heart wanted to capture him in one fell swoop.

Cheng Yongjia may have had a tacit understanding with Ling Junhao for a long time, and the flying sword transformed into a breathtaking arc, and cooperated with him to attack Lu.

Ziying blocked the arc light with a flash.

"Don't meddle!" The scolding voice arrived in an instant.

There was a sound of "Zheng", the two sword lights touched each other, their strength was almost equal, and suddenly they were smashed.

At the same time, the man surnamed Lu suddenly swung the magic subduing pestle, and there was a sudden explosion, and the five blue rainbows were smashed to pieces... It was not good, the five men and five women from the three parties all rushed towards the man surnamed Lu, obviously Aim for the one surnamed Lu, ignoring other people's hard work.

With a long howl, more than a dozen monks who were firmly in the forest rushed out at an extremely fast speed, their swords were as bright as snow, and their shouts were deafening.The first person to escape from the melee was the purple-clothed fairy Ji Qiuju, who traveled more than a hundred miles away with her two female companions, and she commanded the flying sword to fend off several sword lights that attacked her in the chaos.There was a scream of misery, someone fell, and the flying sword roared angrily, bombarding each other with each magic weapon.

Generally speaking, what monks hate the most is melee battles. If there are too many people, they can't do their best. It would be useless to die in melee battles, and it would be disgraceful to win.But this time there is no way, the person surnamed Lu is a character that all forces are eager to control, and he wants to capture him alive, so people naturally started a scuffle.

Fortunately, the vigilant people woke up in time, and the colorful lights suddenly escaped from the battlefield, and each withdrew the flying sword magic weapon for protection.

After a while, the crowd scattered, and five corpses were placed in the grass, and no one paid attention to how they were killed.

The people did not completely disperse, but in the grass on the hillside, except for the five corpses, there were no living people walking around.

A moment later, the figure of a purple-clothed fairy appeared on the edge of the forest in the east, her purple skirt fluttered slightly in the wind, her beautiful face was full of murderous aura, and the flying sword Ziguang Xilong floating in front of her could not see the entity clearly, so it could be seen that she had infused the sword with truth. Yuan, the sword energy caused the vision of light distortion in the air.

Among the seven fairies of the Jade Girl League, the purple-clothed fairy Ji Qiuju is ranked sixth and is a famous strong woman.The ranking of the seven fairies has nothing to do with their martial arts talents and looks, let alone their age, nor does it care about how long they have appeared in the arena.Ziyi Fairy is ranked sixth, which shows that her martial arts are very good.

The seven fairies are all young and beautiful, and their reputations spread far and wide.Most monks respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them.The purple-clothed fairy Ji Qiuju is a frightening representative. She hates evil like a vengeful, is as beautiful as a flower, and has a heart as hard as iron. She punishes those disciples without mercy.So those young children from prestigious families, seeing her is like avoiding the plague, the farther away they are, the safer they are, and they don't want to be wounded by her flying sword.

"You come out, this fairy wants to know why."

She nodded to the bushes not far away and shouted: "Those people are gangsters, it's hateful enough. But you are lurking aside, attacking secretly, intending to wipe out all the people present. Tell me a convincing reason, and I will forgive you." .”

There was no reply, and no one showed up.She herself had joined, but she didn't know what these people were fighting for here.

With a cold snort, she looked at the grass.There was a sound from the left side, but she ignored it... It was her two female companions who blocked Ling Junhao who came out of the woods from a hundred meters away, preventing him from approaching.

With another cold snort, the purple-clothed fairy sacrificed her flying sword, turned into a bolt of purple electricity and shot it towards the grass.

Someone stood up, and three swords shot at her through the air.

The purple figure transformed continuously, and the figure of the purple-clothed fairy appeared in five different places almost at the same time, and the three flying swords were completely lost.The purple figure finally appeared in front of the bushes. With a wave of his hand, three small purple light shadows flew out suddenly. The three monks were about to recall the flying sword, but the three purple light shadows had already sunk into their eyebrows.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The heads of the three people exploded suddenly, and the brains and blood splashed everywhere. The purple-clothed fairy's reputation as a hot hand is really well-deserved.

"Anyone else make a move? There are many of you, and I don't mind asking someone else to ask questions." The purple-clothed fairy didn't mind killing the attacker at all, and her voice became more and more cruel.

"Fairy Ji, we should cooperate!"

Ling Junhao shouted in the distance: "They took away the people I wanted, and I want to find out where they are from the mouths of these people. You have already missed the next thing, don't miss it a second time, or..."

In the grass, there was another monk looking at the purple-clothed fairy with a horrified expression.The three most powerful companions had been killed, and the others were obviously not here, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

"I will kill you unless you confess." The purple-clothed fairy didn't take him seriously at all. The purple flying sword was hanging above her head, ready to strike at any time.

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