Girl, let me check it out.

Who are they?

The man roared, and the surging star power attacked Wen Zhexue's body like an explosion.

Tian Ge Sword Technique: Hanging Upside Down.

It is also the move of Linyuan Pavilion.

Just when the man's sword was about to touch Wen Zhexue's body, the figure in white disappeared like a cloud.

The shock wave of the star power hit the ground, blasting a deep pit and sending sand flying all over the sky.

Being at the same level as the fifth transformation realm, that person didn't even see how Wen Zhexue dodged his attack.

His fifth transformation was like a knockoff compared to Wen Zhexue's fifth transformation.

"puff!"

The sound of the sword piercing the body was somewhat obvious in the silent forest.

The bright sword tip appeared in front of the man, with bright flames burning on the blade.

Linyuan Tianliang Star Sword Technique: Zhaoguang Panxian.

"Ugh!"

His screams were chilling.

A raging flame ignited from the wound, and his body was like firewood, and was burned to ashes in an instant.

Wisps of black smoke floated in the air.

Zhaoguang Panxian only has special attack ability against evil spirits.

This Jingtian... has been possessed by a demon.

Wen Zhexue lowered the blade of his sword, his eyes like cold stars, and looked at the remaining four people.

Jing Tian, ​​who was at the fifth level, couldn't even withstand a single move from Wen Zhexue.

"Ming Xiao Sword! This is the Ming Xiao Sword!"

Someone recognized the sword in her hand and screamed in surprise.

"Who is that old man Taixu to you? Are you his disciple?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If we can't kill her, we'll all die!"

All four of them are Jingtian, and they are well aware of the consequences of being targeted by Jingtian's aura.

"Go together!"

The four of them activated their star power at the same time, and rushed towards Wen Zhexue at four different angles.

The fifth-turn cultivators are already high-end fighters among the practitioners. Five of them mobilize their star power at the same time. The might of the huge power gathered is like a mountain pressing down on one's head and a huge wave rushing forward.

The leader was very confident that Wen Zhexue would not be able to withstand the combined strength of four of them at the same time.

As long as she doesn't find a chance to assassinate one of them, they still have a great chance of winning.

So the few of them worked in tacit understanding and immediately used their killer moves.

This is to kill Wen Zhexue with one strike.

In fact, Wen Zhexue really couldn't withstand the combined killing moves of the four of them.

The characteristic of star power is penetration. It is impossible for those who resist star power to escape unscathed.

The fallen trees around them broke again under the overwhelming force.

As the few people got closer and closer to Wen Zhexue, the girl didn't make any move.

She was dead.

The leader asserted in his heart.

The strong wind blew his hair and his clothes fluttered wildly. The Mingxiao Sword was lowered, and the shiny blade reflected the desperate situation of death.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The leader had already approached the girl with a sword in hand.

Oh, everyone in Linyuan Pavilion deserves to die!

He had a ferocious expression and wanted to draw his sword, but found that his hand holding the sword could no longer move at all.

How can it be!

The leader was horrified.

His face was covered by thick fog, and he seemed to be trapped in endless darkness. His body lost weight and fell, as if there was an abyss all around him.

Suddenly, a tiny light appeared before my eyes, becoming the only star in the darkness.

The bright moon slowly rose from the eyes of the stunning girl, and under the moon pupils, he saw his own terrified expression.

The girl had an indifferent expression as she thrust the sword across his defenseless and fragile neck.

The moon...is so beautiful.

This was his last thought before his consciousness faded.

The sun shines through the woods, the white deer from the morning are gone, only the sunset glow remains.

The bright moon in her eyes disappeared, the bright silver light was completely withdrawn, and the girl's face turned a little pale.

Wen Zhexue sheathed his sword. The four people in front of him had their heads and bodies separated, and their corpses floated in the air like dust blown by the breeze.

Magnificent and ferocious, silent and brilliant.

The sword of time, the sword technique of Linyuan Taiyin Star: Qinghui continues the day.

The sword technique that has disappeared for three thousand years has reappeared today.

Chapter 215 Husband Guard

"Oh!"

Four bodies fell from the air and landed heavily on the ground.

The pitch-black magic circle dimmed a bit, but emitted a louder humming sound.

Although the spellcaster standing on the corner of the pentagram was dead, the formation did not stop working.

Wen Zhexue walked to the side of the formation.

The magic circle seemed to sense the approach of danger, and the black mist above it condensed into physical ghosts, emitting endless malice.

The wronged spirit was roaring silently at the girl who made it feel uncomfortable all over.

Wen Zhexue didn’t know what this formation was, but she knew how to destroy something.

She waved her hand, and the fat bird reappeared from nowhere.

Its body gradually expanded, and in the blink of an eye, the majestic phoenix beast appeared in the woods.

The phoenix cried out loudly and blew icy blue flames from its long beak.

The flame touched the black fog of the formation, and it was burned to ashes in an instant, like touching willow catkins.

This is the Phoenix Divine Fire, which has a very strong inhibitory effect on ghosts.

The black gas struggled violently, as if a living thing was in great pain. But no matter how hard it struggled, it could not extinguish the phoenix fire on its body.

In the end, all the black gas along with the formation patterns were turned into ashes under the mighty flames.

Heaven gave Linyuan a phoenix, and man endowed Changming with a dragon, which means that the mission of maintaining peace in the world was entrusted to Linyuan Pavilion and the royal family.

Now that the royal family is in decline, Linyuan Pavilion has an obligation to do so.

This is exactly one of Wen Zhexue’s missions when he went down the mountain.

A few streaks of star power extended from the girl's white fingertips and connected to the bodies of those people.

She made a magical gesture, her starry eyes slightly closed, and the aura of cause and effect flowed around her body.

After a moment, Wen Zhexue opened her eyes.

The girl's stunning appearance became even colder.

She fluttered her sleeves, and sparks of fire ignited on the bodies of those people, turning them into ashes.

They are all possessed.

But they... are also Jingtian.

The girl as red as the moon stood in front of the mess, her expression solemn and a hint of sadness between her brows.

The Mingxiao sword was raised high, and the sword rang nine times, startling a large number of flying birds.

Whenever Jingtian died, Linyuan's disciples would mourn like this.

The ice-blue phoenix soared into the sky, and Xiacangyuan returned to silence again, as if no one had ever been there.

…………

The imperial capital is always bright, An Ning Fang.

Tao Yunjiang and Fang Weihan stopped at the gate of an inconspicuous courtyard.

"This is it."

She let go of Fang Weihan's hand and prepared to push the door open.

"Why is the yard so broken?"

Fang Weihan looked around.

Andingfang is an ordinary residential area in the inner city, and there are no dignitaries here.

The courtyard in front of him was even more inconspicuous, hidden among a bunch of similar small courtyards. Apart from the fact that it was a little larger in size, if Tao Yunjiang hadn't told him that this was the gathering place of the Qingming Organization, Fang Weihan would have thought that it was just an ordinary residence.

"Why do you have to be so open about it? Not everyone knows the ingredients of Qingming. Only Xuan Zhongwei knows more about it."

The girl pouted.

"What if there is a conflict with the Jinwu Guards? We will have to move to another place, which is very troublesome!"

Fang Weihan thought so too.

After all, this is Liangshan Marsh, so it’s better for them to be restrained under the emperor’s nose.

"Disciple, remember this."

Tao Yunjiang's hand that was pushing the door hovered in mid-air, and he turned back to give instructions to Fang Weihan.

"From the moment you walked through this door, I am no longer a member of Qingming. What you want to do has nothing to do with me, so don't worry about my feelings."

"This girl doesn't want to save face."

"But the most important thing is that you can't bear even the slightest bit of injustice, understand?"

Fang Weihan: "..."

He looked at the girl's serious expression, and felt a little warm and amused.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

"That's OK!"

The girl then smiled sweetly.

She turned around and opened the door.

Fang Weihan followed Tao Yunjiang into the yard.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, Fang Weihan felt many eyes cast towards him.

"Hey, Miss Tao, who did you bring here? It's a new face. Let me see..."

A plump and beautiful middle-aged woman looked at Fang Weihan with an ambiguous gaze.

She threw a coquettish glance at Fang Weihan.

"She is Pan Yuntong, with the fifth level of Mingwu cultivation, the same as Henry Zhang."

Tao Yunjiang explained in a low voice.