Xuan Shang looked at the disciple who came running to summon him with a stiff expression, and was choked for a long time without saying a word.
The news was so shocking and sudden that Xuan Shang was completely caught off guard. He couldn't understand how a small Xiao Yue Sect could involve a Dao Martial Realm master who had just become famous? The man named Feng
Where did he come from such a strong network of connections? When did he become good friends with that high-minded guy Zheng Yushan?
"Real person, real person?"
The masters from various sects in the Western Region accompanying him were also extremely shocked, and everyone was at a loss.
The inaction of Tianfeng Taoist of Wuhua Island made their situation become subtle and embarrassing. At this moment, they suddenly realized that not only was their long-prepared plan useless, but they seemed to have become
A very unnecessary joke.
A Tianzong master called Master Xuanshang twice in succession, but the latter still had no reaction. Masters of the Tianzong, you look at me, and I look at you, but you don’t dare to make it loud, so you can only use your spiritual sense in private.
The communication started.
"What's wrong with Master Xuan Shang? Why don't you speak?"
"What else is there to say? Damn it, we traveled thousands of miles and rushed to Ba Kong City in high spirits, just thinking that we would help Xiaoyue Zong when the power was in trouble, so that Lingzhou would officially owe Jinxiu a huge favor.
But how can we help now? As the saying goes, it is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide help in times of need. We are here to provide help, not to add to the flowers. If we take action at this moment, not only will Feng Jueyu not remember our favor, but we will not be allowed to let it go in turn.
How much do people think about it?"
"What's the point? We're here to help, not to cause trouble."
"You are here to help, but what will others think? Oh, you didn't say anything when we were outnumbered just now, and now we are about to win, so you come out and make a fuss. Isn't this a bit shameless?
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"Damn it, after listening to your analysis, I also feel that I am a bit shameless. Then today, we are not here in vain."
"Forget it, just treat it as witnessing a peak battle, and everyone should treat it as a show of excitement. Don't make it too obvious, otherwise it will be too embarrassing."
"..."
Five or six Tianzong sect leaders and powerful casual cultivators who were quite famous in the Western Territory retreated from the crowd, no longer wanting to get involved in the dispute between Xiaoyue Sect and Shenglong Mountain.
The facts are clear. They came here in response to the call of the Splendid Blessed Land and were eager to "provide help in times of need." Their intentions were obviously evil. But what they didn't expect was that the number of reinforcements from Feng Jueyu was far greater than that of their group combined.
If there are too many, they will have no chance to take action again.
"How could this happen? Damn Feng Jueyu, he prepared so many back-up tricks, but our spy didn't detect it at all. Damn it." Feeling that the carefully arranged plan was stillborn, Master Xuan Shang was depressed.
He almost vomited blood. He never imagined that Feng Jueyu's overall plan was so thorough, even the large number of informants he arranged in Xiaoyue Sect and Ba Kong City were all hidden.
In fact, Master Xuan Shang need not be surprised, even the disciples of Xiaoyue Sect are extremely puzzled.
But this was not something Feng Jueyu wanted to hide, it was just that when he arranged these back-up plans and plans, he relied on only a few pieces of Hanba Jade to contact experts from all over the Jiujie Mountain.
A few days ago, before Feng Jueyu returned to Xiaoyue Sect, he started playing with the Hanba jade he collected.
From Tianfang in the Chaos Realm, to Master Jianyuan, to the Second Master, and finally Xiao Hongzhang, these people were all contacted by Hanbayu himself after analyzing the situation in the Qixia Realm. And these matters,
There is no need for him to preach everywhere, otherwise he would not have the current effect.
The top nine came to the rescue, and several masters joined the battle group one after another. Xiaoyue Sect's disadvantage was forcibly reversed in less than half a stick of incense.
But this time, the Lingzhou coalition led by Canglong Gang, Shui Yuntian, and Qianren Pavilion found that their advantage was not as obvious as they imagined after killing the enemy, and thus lost the chance to escape successfully. With less than 200,000
The Lingzhou coalition forces were surrounded by a slightly larger number of Xiaoyue outer sect disciples in Xicheng District. The enemies were extremely jealous when they saw each other, and they were fighting each other. The various magic weapons flying through the air, as time went by, some
Some are as bright as the sun, while others gradually fade and eventually turn into a pile of scrap metal.
People and magic weapons alike, as the war progressed, pieces fell into pieces in Overlord City, a wasteland full of luxury and prosperity.
At this moment, both factions have used all their cards, and the only one left is the winner who is about to win the title of Qixia.
High in the sky, Wu Ding, Taoist Tianhu, and Chi Yin all looked at the distant sky in shock. Among the eyes of everyone, there was only one person, one sword, one tree, and one dragon.
There was also the corpse smoke floating in the sky, gradually being eaten away by the dark clouds. A pair of cold and proud eyes filled with fighting spirit could not help but feel the color of fear.
At the highest point of the cloud sky, Feng Jueyu, who had killed his mortal enemy Qingjing Jingjing, stood proudly on Qiye. The black dragon with a body of dozens of feet had become the most dazzling existence in the Qixia world. To his right, Tian
The falling sword floated quietly, and the supreme majesty of the god-bearing weapon was like a tall mountain peak, exuding powerful pressure. To his left, the slender blood demon tree turned arrogantly with a pair of smart and beautiful eyes, Gu Pansheng
What flashed frequently between his postures was a sad and arrogant murderous aura.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
Just as Feng Jueyu and Duan Xinghuang were looking at each other, two figures came from the left and right with lightning speed. One of them took the lead with a wide-edged flying sword, and was shaken back with a bang.
He caught Tutian Pavilion, who was about to sneak up on him from behind, and stood firmly beside Feng Jueyu.
"boom!"
Then there was another muffled sound, and a strange figure kicked Kashilou's crossed and raised fists, blocking the gap on the right for Feng Jueyu.
This person's face was as expressionless as stone, and he didn't say a word after taking action. The angry Kashiroo gritted his teeth and wanted to curse, but because the other party's methods were too tough, he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.
Only unwilling to give in, the sneak attack just now was obviously about to succeed. Feng Jueyu didn't notice him at all, but the good thing was ruined by the cold guy. Who is he?
There is another person beside Feng Jueyu, the guy who just blocked Tutian Pavilion's flying sword, Mu Tianhao, this is Feng Jueyu's eldest brother.
"Brother Xian, you do your business, and you don't have to worry about the rest." Mu Tianhao's voice was cold and stern, also full of domineering, and then he looked at Tutian Pavilion with disdain and said, "It's been three hundred years, and you are still standing in the world.
It can be said that there is no progress at all in the early stage. Even Duan Xinghuang is more than one point better than you. What qualifications do you have to fight against my sworn brother, Tutian Pavilion, you are a dragon in Kunzhou, but in Lingzhou, you are a dragon.
A waste."
Tu Tiange's eyes widened in anger, and he cursed in a hoarse voice, "You hide your head and show your tail, you dare not show your true face to others, how do you have the qualifications to judge me?"
"Qualification? Huh, the sword in my hand is the qualification." Mu Tianhao wore a veil, not showing his true face because he was afraid, this was what Feng Jueyu meant.
Even if they fight to the death with Shenglong Mountain, the relationship between Tianfang and Xiaoyue still has to be hidden from everyone in the world, because if Tianfang's identity is not exposed, then they will always be a knife hidden in Xiaoyue Sect's sleeves.
A knife that can kill someone at any time.
Mu Tianhao raised his broad-bladed giant sword. There were sporadic water curtains swaying at the edge of the sword. It was quiet and clear, and the cool air was like silk. The sword was lifted up with his wrist, and the sword flower flashed beautifully like a blooming peony.
"I have just prepared this sword for seven days, specially for you. Do you dare to try it?"
Tu Tiange's face was livid. After saying this sentence, he suddenly felt that there were countless contemptuous glances from all directions. In this way, knowing that Mu Tianhao's cultivation was not weak, Tu Tiange still roared uncertainly, "Unknown rat,
Don't be so arrogant and watch me take your head."
On the other side, the God of Death stared at Kashiroo expressionlessly, and said three words: "If you don't get out, you will die!"
Under the cloud sky, Feng Jueyu completely ignored the actions of the two top experts around him, and took long strides from the air towards Duan Xinghuang, who was gritting his teeth.
There is a sword, a tree, and a dragon beside him, following closely, like the three golden kings protecting the body, not angry but powerful.
"Duan Xinghuang, are you convinced?"
Feng Jueyu has no one else in his eyes at this moment, only one mortal enemy - Duan Xinghuang, who is worthy of his attention, but this is not because of Duan Xinghuang's outstanding cultivation. Speaking of which, in Feng Jueyu's eyes,
Every one of the strong men he has met over the years is stronger than Duan Xinghuang.
However, the grievances between Shenglong Mountain and Xiaoyue Sect for many years have affected the two continents of Qixia Realm. The Duan family has repeatedly provoked them in the past few decades. For Xiaoyue Sect, it has reached a point where the Duan family has trouble sleeping and eating.
reached the point.
Therefore, he must kill this Duan Xinghuang.
Not only must they be killed, but they must also be prevented from reincarnation, unable to be reborn, and never harm Lingzhou again.
"I am not convinced." Duan Xinghuang stooped and took two steps back. He was also horrified by his actions. He was afraid. Why should I be afraid? How could he be worth fearing?
Momentum, this guy's momentum is too strong.
Duan Xinghuang swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, but when he thought of the tragic death of his third son, his fear turned into endless resentment.
He puffed up his chest and said, "Feng Jueyu, I admit that I underestimated your cultivation and methods, but if you want Duan to say a convincing word personally, that is just a dream. I, Duan Xinghuang, have dominated Qixia for many years.
You are not enough to make Duan withdraw his troops. Today, either you will die or I will live."
"Ming Jin withdraws his troops? You have a pretty good idea. Keep your dog eyes wide open and take a look. Now this Ba Kong City is already the living tomb of your Duan family. This sect will fill it up today."
"Feng, even if you win the Battle of Overlord, Xiaoyue Sect will never recover." Duan Xinghuang cursed angrily and swore.
"I understand what you mean." Feng Jueyu suddenly sneered and said, "Isn't it just Duan Feihuang, Duan Feiying and a few shady rats? You thought my Xiaoyue army came out in full force and Xiaoyue Mountain defended itself.
Wu Shou, can you just let you do whatever you want? Aren't you afraid to tell you, Duan Xinghuang, that your last son and daughter have now entered another prison?"
"What?" Duan Xinghuang was startled when he heard this, and then yelled, "Feng Jueyu, what did you do to me, Huang'er?"
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