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Eight hundred and fiftieth eight chapters besiege the clouds

Shi Mu's heart trembled, and he looked back at Zhong Xiu's figure gradually disappearing into the sky, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

After a while, Shi Mu came to his senses, turned around, and swept his eyes coldly over Zhao Zhuming and the other two.

"Since that's the case, Shi won't leave much, say goodbye!"

He glanced at the three of them, his figure shook, turned into a white light, and flew towards the outer city.

Zhao Zhuming and Zhao Linglong looked at each other.

"What a Shi Mu. It's not easy to come here from a remote star field! It seems that this person has hidden a lot of strength." Zhao Zhutong snorted coldly and said.

Zhao Linglong nodded slowly and said nothing.

"Oh, the patriarch asked us to deal with this matter in this way, and I don't know whether it was right or wrong." Zhao Zhuming sighed, his figure flashed and disappeared from the hall.

Shi Mu quickly left the inner city and came to the outer city. His figure rose and fell several times, landing on a street.

At this moment, he frowned and his face was a little unfair.

"Those guys from the Tianfeng clan are too much. They don't keep their words in hand, just like farting, they are completely villains!" Cai'er cursed angrily.

Shi Mu didn't say anything, but just walked slowly forward.

"Shitou, what should we do now?" Cai'er glanced at Shi Mu and asked again.

Upon hearing this, Shi Mu stopped in place and looked back.

From here, the inner city looks hidden in the mountains, fog, forest, and stands quietly, appearing and looming.

He withdrew his gaze, was silent for a moment, and said, "Xiu'er just left suddenly. I'm a little worried. We sneak in tonight, I want to ask clearly."

"Okay!" Cai'er nodded vigorously.

"Find a place to live first." Shi Mu walked forward and found an inn to stay in.

...

Miyang Star Domain, Tianyin Star.

In the main hall of the Yangji Peak of Lichen Sect, Shen Tu Nan, wearing a green Confucian shirt, shook his feather fan in his hand, frowned slightly, and looked into the distance through the hall door.

Beside him was standing a thin old man wearing a gossip Taoist suit and white hair and hair were standing. His palms were slightly stroking, looking a little anxious.

"Saint Lord, this attack on the Zhuyun Sword Sect is of great importance. Will it be a bit hasty to let the Master Ximen Temple take the lead? After all, she is too young, and her subordinates have to worry." The thin old man walked closer to Shentu Nan and spoke.

"Elder Yin, it is not my intention to let Ximen Xue lead the team to conquer Zhuyun this time... You don't need to ask more about this matter. And now she has to pass on the robe and mantle of the God of Tai, and her strength has long been different from the past. Moreover, there is an ancient barbarian army coming to suppress the formation this time, so there will be no problem." Shentu Nan's feather fan shook lightly and said.

"If this is the case, it will be safe. But Mu Qianjue is a divine realm after all, will you not be able to take action..."

Before Elder Yin could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shen Tu Nan.

"The above arrangement has its own intention, so we don't have to worry about it. At this moment, they should have attacked Mu Qianjue's nest. Let's wait for the news to come back." Shen Tu Nan's eyes were still turning to the sky and said like this.

...

Outside the sword came, in the dark sky, huge roars sounded from time to time, and lightning sparks burst into the starry sky from time to time.

In the sea of ​​stars, a huge fleet of hundreds of floating warships surrounded another smaller fleet in a semi-ring.

This smaller fleet has only more than a hundred warships, all of which are covered with scars, and is in a very miserable condition.

I saw a tall and thin middle-aged man in white flying out of the air from a relatively intact battleship. His facial features were quite clear, his back was straight, and he was carrying a long blue sword diagonally behind him.

This person is not someone else, but he is Mu Qianjue.

His face was full of anger and his eyes glanced at the battleship opposite.

"Where is that old man Shentu Nan? Why not be here! Have you made some small moves behind your back?" Mu Qianjue shouted angrily.

"Senior Mu, what my holy master wants to manage now is not just Lichen Sect. He has to preside over almost the entire Miyang Star Domain, but he is very busy." Lu Yangli, the leader of Gantian Temple, wearing a Taoist robe, replied loudly.

"Hmph! Since Shen Tu Nan's dog thief is not here, who is the leader among you?" Mu Qianjue asked.

"Senior Mu, you are polite." A clear and beautiful voice replied.

After the words came, a young woman in golden armor flew out of the fleet, stood in the sky, and saluted Mu Qianjue.

This person's eyebrows are as dark as dark as his eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, his skin is white, and his face is even more beautiful. The combined golden armor is engraved with extremely gorgeous patterns, which tightly wraps around her body, outlining her delicate figure to the fullest.

"Who are you?" Mu Qianjue asked coldly.

"Disciple Ximen Xue is the master of Lihuo Temple in Lichen Sect." The young woman replied.

"Hmph, Shen Tu Nan's dog thief refused to come, but asked you, a little girl, to die. However, this is in line with his style of using others to achieve his goal. I was used by him back then, so I attacked the Qinglan Holy Land. Look at the current situation of my Zhuyun Sword Sect, how similar is to the Qinglan Holy Land back then?" Mu Qianjue said with a wry smile.

Ximen Xue looked at him calmly and said nothing.

"After the Qinglan battle, my Zhuyun Sword Sect has already blocked the sect. Why do you still refuse to let it go?" Mu Qianjue said angrily.

"The Miyang Star Domain has been three points over time and needs to be unified. Since the Qinglan Holy Land has been destroyed, how can you continue to exist in Zhuyun Sword Sect?" Ximen Xue smiled and asked back.

Mu Qianjue smiled miserably, looked at the huge ancient barbarians standing behind him, and said, "When the Qinglan incident happened, I suspected that there was a layout of the Heavenly Court behind it. Now it seems that you are indeed lackeys of the Heavenly Court."

"Senior, what's the use of talking about these things now?" Ximen Xue said with a slightly raised eyebrows.

"Forget it, since the defeat is decided, I don't have to resist stubbornly with the lives of my disciples. I, Zhuyun Sword Sect, are willing to surrender to the Heavenly Court for its urging." Mu Qianjue sighed and said with a sad expression.

"I thought my seniors had lived through these long years and should understand the world. It seems that my disciples are highly respectful to seniors. My Holy Lord's evaluation of seniors is very pertinent." Ximen Xue said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Mu Qianjue's face turned cold and he asked.

"My Holy Lord once said that my senior is a 'reckless man who is obsessed with swordsmanship', and he is really right. To this day, senior is still so naive, thinking that I, Lichen Sect, will let you live a life? Don't you know that in this Miyang Star Domain, even one of the lackeys in the Heavenly Court is enough." Ximen Xue shook her head and said so.

"Hmph, you Lichen Sect, you want to kill Jue all! I, Mu Qianjue, have been afraid of whom for my whole life? Since I have no choice but to retreat today, let me learn about your Lichen Sect's skills. I just don't know if you so-called sage masters come together or let those ancient barbarians come forward?" Mu Qianjue snorted coldly and asked.

"There is no need to mobilize all the troops, just one disciple is enough." Ximen Xue said with a calm expression on her face.

"Your talent is indeed good. You are already at the peak of the holy level at a young age. But it may be too early to challenge me." Mu Qianjue turned slightly, glanced at Ximen Xue, and said coldly.

"Dear fellow disciples, I want to pick Senior Mu, and I hope you don't interfere." Ximen Xue ignored Mu Qianjue, but instead asked Li Chen Zong and others loudly.

"Okay, okay, since you are seeking death, I can't blame me." Mu Qianjue was angry with Ximen Xue and said with a sneer.

After saying that, he raised his arm, leaned back to his shoulder, and grabbed the blue sword behind him.

The moment he held the hilt of the long sword in his hand, layers of vast sword shadows lit up in front of him, and a huge sword intent that was extremely sharp but majestic as vast as abyss suddenly appeared from him.

Although he said that he looked down on Ximen Xue, he naturally would not really look down on the enemy in the divine realm.

There was a sharp sound of "Clang".

The green long sword suddenly came out of the sheath and was held in Mu Qianjue's hand.

I saw his robe suddenly flew outward, as if there was an invisible strong wind blowing from his body toward the surroundings.

Ximen Xue looked at Mu Qianjue with expressionless face and then she poked out her white palm from her sleeves and grabbed it in the air. A golden weapon that looked like a knife, a sword, or a sword, appeared in his hand.

The moment he touched this weapon, Ximen Xue's aura changed in vain, and an indescribable evil aura arose.

The weapon floated in the air and a golden arc appeared in front of him.

Only a few "clang" sounds were heard, and a large piece of Mars suddenly appeared on the arc in front of him.

There was a scream almost at the same time behind him. It was obvious that many people were injured by the invisible sword energy emitted from Mu Qianjue and fell on the spot.

Ximen Xue did not look back, and her beautiful eyes stared at Mu Qianjue motionlessly.

Mu Qianjue's face was solemn, and he raised the blue long sword with one hand, pointing directly at Ximen Xue.

There were blue lights on the sword body, and the sword sounded constantly, revealing a sense of unyielding fighting spirit.

"disease"

Mu Qianjue shouted softly, pinched the sword technique with one hand, and slapped the hilt on the sword.

"Ao"

A loud dragon roar suddenly sounded from the green long sword, and a green dragon shadow suddenly penetrated out of it, turning into a green rainbow, and sped towards Ximen Xue with great momentum.

Seeing this, Ximen Xue suddenly lifted the weapon in her hand, threw it in front of her, and then hung in front of her.

I saw a lyrics in his mouth, and a golden light shone on his body, and his aura suddenly surged.

His hands opened their bows left and right in front of him, drew half an arc, and finally merged together and pushed them suddenly in front of him.

Only a "buzzing" sound was heard.

The golden weapon shook suddenly, and it suddenly increased a hundred times larger, turning into a giant soldier, flashing with golden light, and hitting the blue dragon shadow.
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