Nangong Muxue beheaded the two of them, then raised his sword to kill the old man who was fighting against the eight masters of the Nangong family. None of the three of them would be able to leave here today!

However, Nangong Muxue failed to kill the old man. Just when she was about to pierce the old man's throat with her long sword, several more people appeared on the field——

"when!"

There was a clear sound, and the sword thrust out by Nangong Muxue was bounced back by a force.

Eight masters from the Nangong family also flew out together. There were seven or eight people in front of the old man. Looking at their clothes, you could tell that they were members of the Murong family.

Murong Hua stood in front, looked at Nangong Muxue and said: "What an amazing cultivation level." He was completely appreciative, without any pretense.

The others were silent. Murong Hui looked at Nangong Muxue, and for a moment he didn't know what he was feeling.

Nangong Muxue said calmly: "Master Murong has come out, it's really rare to see him."

Murong Hua smiled and said: "It's easy to talk about. Originally, you, Nangong World, could have been arrogant for a while longer. In this case, the owner of this village can only follow the wishes of your Nangong family."

"Do it!" Murong Hua snorted coldly, and seven or eight masters from the Murong family immediately surrounded Nangong Muxue and others. Facing so many masters, Nangong Muxue and others did not dare to be careless.

Several descendants of the Murong family stood on the ground, looking at everyone, with no intention of taking action. Even Murong Hua stood aside and looked at Nangong Muxue.

He had long heard that Nangong Muxue had entered the true immortal stage, so naturally he did not dare to take action rashly. He wanted to wait for his men to test and drag Nangong Muxue away.

Seven or eight people gathered around and immediately stood up, forming a large formation and surrounding Nangong Muxue and others.

Except for Nangong Muxue, everyone in the Nangong family had cold sweats on their faces. They had just been injured during the fight with the old man. It was not a serious problem at first, but the sudden appearance of the Murong family at this moment was a huge disaster for them.

Crisis.

Facing seven or eight masters from the Murong family, and seeing that all of his men were injured, Nangong Muxue showed no fear at all. A manly pride filled the air, covering everyone present.

Everyone can clearly feel the powerful pressure. It is a kind of pressure in terms of strength. It is a kind of pressure that makes people breathless. If the people present were not all top-notch masters, they would not be able to breathe.

I'm afraid that even before the fight started, I was already so shocked by the coercion that I didn't dare to take action.

When everyone was fighting, on Mount Emei, in the Sword Flower Garden.

Countless Jianhuating disciples rushed into the main hall in a hurry. At this moment, Nalan Xue, the leader of Jianhuating, was leaving seclusion.

"Reporting to Master, according to reports from our disciples, there is a powerful team that is trying to attack me from Mount Emei." In the main hall, two women knelt on the ground and saluted Nalan Xue who was sitting on top.

Nalanxue looked at the two people below and said, "Get up and talk."

"Yes, Master." The two of them said and stood up. One of them said: "Reporting to Master, this group of people is coming in a menacing manner, and they are not from any sect. I have never heard of such a force in the world."

Nalan meditated for a while, as if remembering something, and said to himself: "Sure enough, I'm here."

No one understood what she meant, and no one asked. There was a silence in the hall, and the atmosphere was indescribably depressed. After a long time, Nalan Xuexue broke the oppressive atmosphere——

"Yanfang, pass the order from the head." She stared at Wu Yanfang with her beautiful eyes and said.

Wu Yanfang took a step forward, saluted and said, "Master, please give me the order."

Nalan Xue said: "You immediately lead the disciples in the sect, take the letter of becoming a master, and rush to other sects."

Wu Yanfang said loudly: "Disciple, accept the order."

Soon, rays of light shot up into the sky from Mount Emei. The directions of these rays of light were all different, but the speed was astonishingly fast. She flew directly into the air with her sword just to convey the order. It seemed that Nalan Xue already knew that he was heading towards Mount Emei.

What kind of force is coming?

This force can actually make Nalan Xue, the leader of a faction, pay so much attention to it, so the other party must not be simple.

All the disciples of Sword Flower Court felt heavy, as if they already knew that Sword Flower Court was facing a formidable enemy.

When Wu Yanfang and others rushed to report to other sects with letters, the leader Nalan Xue directly led his disciples down to Mount Emei with their swords.

Outside Shu Mountain, Nangong Muxue and Murong Hua exchanged moves, then both retreated towards the rear. Both of them spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just now, when Nangong Muxue killed two masters of the Murong family with one sword, Murong Hua, who had been standing aside to watch the battle, suddenly took action and took Nangong Muxue's vest with a sword.

Three of the eight masters of the Nangong family were dead at this moment, two were completely seriously injured and lost the ability to fight, and only three others were injured. Nangong Muxue knew the crisis today, and in a rage, she killed the two masters of the Murong family with one sword.

, but didn’t want Murong Hua to take action suddenly.

Just when Murong Hua killed himself behind her and saw that serious injury or life or death was inevitable, she quickly turned around, her speed was extremely fast, but she was unable to dodge Murong Hua's sword and could only block it.

She naturally used all her strength to resist, and Murong Hua's sneak attack was expecting a single blow to be effective, so she also used all her strength.

One is a long-premeditated and sudden attack, the other is a sudden and hasty defense.

However, both of them were injured in this fight. Murong Hua's hand seemed irrelevant, but Nangong Muxue's injury was a different matter.

Most of the masters of the Nangong family were lost. Against so many masters of the Murong family, only Nangong Muxue had the strength to fight. But now that Nangong Muxue was seriously injured, defeat was inevitable.

Five corpses were lying on the ground, three from the Nangong family, two from the Murong family, and three slightly injured Murong family masters were supporting two seriously injured people, standing behind Nangong Muxue.

Nangong Muxue stood in front, holding a long sword in her hand, light waves flowing on the sword, staring at the Murong family in front of her with a pair of almond-shaped eyes.

Murong Hua stood in front, holding a long sword in his hand, looking at Nangong Muxue in front of him. After just one blow, he already knew that Nangong Muxue's cultivation was so advanced that a person in the True Immortal stage was really not something they could match.

"True Immortal Stage, it's really amazing. Today, the owner of this village is convinced. I have to say, if your father can have a daughter like you, he will die in peace." Murong Hua suddenly said.

Nangong Muxue sneered and said: "Thank you very much, Lord Murong, for the praise. I really don't dare to accept it as a young lady."

"Hmph!" Murong Hua snorted coldly, "But you still can't escape death today!"

After saying that, he shook his sword and shouted in a deep voice: "Set up the formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the masters of the Murong family who had been eager to try jumped out, and the spells in their hands changed rapidly, forming a large formation, surrounding the masters of the Nangong family.

Murong Hua directly entered the formation with his sword, and the three old men also rushed into the formation. These three old men and the two old men who died just now are the elders of the Murong family, and they are all biological brothers. At this moment, their two brothers

Being killed by Nangong Muxue, they naturally wanted to kill Nangong Muxue to avenge their brother.

The battle started and lasted for half an hour, but Nangong Muxue never used the human-divine contract, and she didn't know why.

With a scream, one of the remaining five masters of the Nangong family died, two were seriously injured, and only two were still able to fight. Murong Xuan faced the siege of everyone and was in danger.

Seeing that everyone would be defeated and killed soon, at this moment, a sudden change happened——

Above the ethereal sky, I suddenly remembered the sound of the piano, which was as beautiful as the sounds of nature.

There was a low explosion, and before anyone could see what was going on, the large formation set up by the masters of the Murong family was suddenly broken. Countless masters screamed and flew out, vomiting blood and being seriously injured.

Murong Hua felt his chest tremble, and his whole body flew backwards involuntarily, hitting the ground heavily, and was helped up by the younger members of the Murong family.

In front of Nangong Muxue and others, countless women in purple appeared, all of them delicate, generous and decent, with women's long swords on their backs, like fairies.

As soon as these people appeared, someone stepped forward to support the injured Nangong Muxue and retreated to the rear. The only two remaining masters of the Nangong family also retreated to the rear.

The Murong family didn't have time to react. There were more and more women in purple in front of them. They would enter all the passages in Shu Mountain to defend them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing such a formation suddenly, Murong Hua didn't know why, but based on his experience, he naturally knew that these people in front of him must be from the Sword Flower Courtyard.

He got rid of his children who were supporting him, stepped forward and saluted: "This must be the ruthless fairy, the head of the Sword Flower Courtyard, right?"

Nalan Xue said coldly: "You have a pretty good sense. Although your Murong family is powerful, I don't take it seriously. We have a powerful enemy in Jianhua Courtyard. Please retreat, Master Murong."

Murong Hua said: "Fairy, it's not difficult for us to retreat. Please also hand over everyone in the Nangong family..."

Before she could finish speaking, Nalan Xue interrupted directly: "She once saved my Sword Flower Court disciple, so I am naturally obliged to protect her safety."

Murong Hua said: "But..."

Nalan Xue's voice was a bit colder, and she said, "No need to say more, Lord Murong, please leave as soon as possible."

Murong Hua looked at the disciples of Sword Flower Court around him, gritted his teeth, clasped his fists and said: "Okay, very good, my Murong family will not let go of what happened today, let's go!"

With that said, he ignored everyone and walked directly towards the way he came. He knew deeply that he was not the opponent of Jianhuating at this moment, and he could not afford to offend Jianhuating. Even if he exhausted the strength of the Murong family and the Dongguo family,

They can't do anything to Jianhuating. Furthermore, the Dongguo family will not help them deal with Jianhuating.

He can only wait and wait for his ancestors to come. By then, why should he be afraid of the Sword Flower Courtyard? If he has to wait, he can only endure it. After enduring this moment, he can get it back in the future.

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While Jianhuating was defending and reorganizing as if facing a formidable enemy, Bai Zhanyun and others were walking around like headless flies. None of them knew where Xiao Xun was, let alone where they were going next, so they could only wander around.
Chapter completed!