In the evening, with the afterglow of the sun still there, a huge hawk demon, carrying a young girl on its back, swooped down from the clouds at a very fast speed. I only saw a black shadow flashing past, and it had already landed in the city. I looked around vigilantly.
around.
This is Sword Demon City.
Towering and majestic.
Surrounded by sword energy.
The Demon Sword Pavilion, which has made countless people talk about it, is not like other sects that choose some beautiful and famous mountains and rivers, but a city that has been captured before.
City Lord's Mansion!
Several elders of the Nascent Soul Realm gathered here, chatting about trivial matters in cultivation. The Pavilion Master Dugu Qiu, who was already at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm and only one step away from becoming a god, did not interfere and just took the
I was flipping through an ancient sword manual carelessly, and when I heard the roar of an eagle, a smile appeared on the withered old face and he slowly said: "This cry seems to be that of the eagle that Chang'er raised.
Demon."
"Shang'er's harpy?
It's impossible..." The great elder shook his head, and said with a smile: "You are thinking about something every day and dreaming about it at night. Who in our Demon Sword Pavilion doesn't know that you almost think of that little girl?
I have a biological daughter. She went out with Bingyun for training. It’s been less than a day and she won’t be back so soon.”
"With such a good opportunity, she is probably too happy to follow Bingyun, and I'm afraid she won't be able to come back."
The second elder also laughed, looked at Dugu Qiu and joked, "The master of the pavilion is the one who has the final say. First raise a daughter, and then marry the eldest disciple whom you have worked so hard to train. No matter what, we will be part of the same family."
"Hahaha……"
The others also laughed.
It resounded throughout the city lord's palace.
However, the laughter did not last long, and Yan Yunshang, whose eyes were swollen with pear blossoms and raindrops, stumbled in all the way. After seeing Dugu Qiu, she threw herself into his arms with a "wow" and burst into tears.
Shout, "Master..."
All the laughter stopped suddenly!
Several elders looked at her with some suspicion. Who dared to provoke the little princess of Demon Sword Pavilion and make her cry so sadly, Yan Bingyun?
There is no one else but him.
"I'm crying so sadly. When that guy Yan Bingyun comes back, I'm afraid he won't be beaten lightly."
The great elder shook his head, with a dumbfounded look on his face, and said angrily: "You said that kid is already such a big man, why do you mess with this little girl? I don't know that she is the master of the pavilion.
Meat?"
"Why do I feel like it's not like Bingyun provoked me..." The third elder frowned.
"Other than him, who else dares to mess with this little princess."
The second elder helped.
"Okay, just stop saying a few words."
Hearing that these elders were teasing Yan Yunshang about Yan Bingyun, Dugu Qiu glared at them, then patted Yan Yunshang on the shoulder, comforted him with a smile, and said, "Is that boy Bingyun bullying?"
If you do, tell Master and I will punish him severely."
"Uuuuuuuu, it's not senior brother."
Yan Yunshang was still swallowing, and her voice sounded broken.
Hearing that it was not Yan Bingyun who bullied her, Dugu Qiu frowned slightly, snorted in his nose, and said with a faint murderous intent in his eyes: "Isn't it Bingyun?
Who is that? Tell Master and I will catch him and let you deal with him."
Master...respect him as an old man.
Arrest people yourself?
This is the real thing, being loved by thousands of people. Among all the disciples in the Demon Sword Pavilion, except for the junior sister, who has this kind of treatment?
Not even senior brother Yan Bingyun!
Not far away, those second-generation disciples all looked over with sour eyes.
They didn't dare to get close. Although these people were given the 'Yan' surname of the Jiange ancestor and were nominally second-generation disciples, compared with Yan Bingyun, Yan Yunshang and Yan Chongwu,
When you get up, the difference is not even a tiny bit.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Master, my...senior brother is dead."
Yan Yunshang was crying. He stabilized his emotions, raised his head and looked at Dugu Qiu, and said: "There is also the junior brother Chongwu. They are all dead. They are all dead. They were all killed. If it weren't for Chang'er leading
With the hawk demon, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you, Master."
"Wha...what, Bingyun and the others are all dead?"
Boom!
The city lord's mansion was in an uproar!
All the elders were dumbfounded and looked at Yan Yunshang in confusion.
It all feels like a bolt from the blue.
Can't believe it.
Their Demon Sword Pavilion is not one of those small sects. Dugu Qiu, a strong man at the peak of Nascent Soul, is in charge. In addition, the purpose of the Demon Sword Pavilion is to respect killing. Who dares to provoke their disciples, if it is the ordinary disciples of the third generation?
That’s all.
Who doesn't know that Yan Bingyun is the eldest disciple of Demon Sword Pavilion and the first disciple of Dugu Qiu?
Don’t want to live anymore?
"Who...did..." Dugu Qiu's face was gloomy, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times. The overwhelming murderous intention instantly enveloped the entire city lord's palace. Some swordsmanship disciples who were still relatively young were killed with a 'pop'
He knelt on the ground and couldn't stop shaking.
"People from Zhou Wu Dynasty."
Yan Yunshang wiped away the tears on her face and said with vicious eyes: "That bitch, Luo Yuheng, the people she brought killed the senior brother and the others, and Shi Zhan from Xiliang Kingdom was also her accomplice.
.”
Hearing the words 'Zhou Wu Dynasty', not only Dugu Qiu was stunned, but even the elders who were still grieving looked up at Yan Yunshang with confused expressions.
Unbelievable.
Can't seem to believe it.
When will a small secular dynasty be able to kill the top disciple of their Demon Sword Pavilion?
"Yun Shang, the Luo Yuheng you are talking about must be the national preceptor of the Zhou Wu Dynasty. If I remember correctly, her strength should be far behind Bingyun."
The great elder frowned and said.
"That bitch can't even defeat me, how could she possibly kill senior brother..." Yan Yunshang snorted, her eyes red, and said, "She was the one who killed senior brother and Chong Chong.
Junior Brother Wu."
Bingyun is dead.
The most talented young disciple, Yan Chongwu, also died.
There are also a large number of second- and third-generation disciples. This is the first time that this pair of Demon Sword Pavilion has ever existed.
So many disciples died.
At this moment, Dugu Qiu's expression became extremely gloomy. As a pavilion master of a sect, he was naturally not the kind of person who would ignore anything when he was impulsive.
The most important point.
What is Yan Bingyun's strength?
If you want to kill him, you must at least reach the Nascent Soul realm.
He is only in the Nascent Soul realm...
How dare you trust Da Da?
"Shang'er, tell me what is going on from beginning to end. Don't hide a word."
Dugu Qiu took a deep breath. Even though his fists were clenched so tightly that they kept making "cluck", "cluck", and "cluck" sounds, he still didn't show any signs of urgency on the surface.
The elders all sat upright at this moment, looking at Yan Yunshang intently...