Tianqi Mountain, above the wasteland, is like a huge black dragon winding away. Below is a vast expanse of grassland, with huge coalition camps rising one after another.
Students from the Tang Academy, disciples from the Mochi Garden of the Yamato Kingdom, students from the Xiling Tianyu Academy, and hard cultivators from the Tianqing Sect of the Yuelun Kingdom. The people who came this time seemed to be the younger generation, and the most mysterious ones were two people.
One is Ning Que, the Thirteenth Master of the academy, and the other is Yan Qingyun, the heir to the Great Priest of Guangming in Xiling Guangming Hall. Of course, the three most amazing women in the world, the Three Idiots in the World, also appeared in the wasteland.
"Wow!" The sword light overflowed, the bright red sword shadow dispersed, and Ye Hongyu's figure emerged.
"Have you found it?" Ye Hongyu has been separated from him for half a year and has gained nothing at the moment.
Yan Qingyun smiled and said: "I found a little red fish!"
"Boring!" Ye Hongyu rolled his eyes at him: "I'm not in the mood to make fun of you. The return of the Book of Heaven is a thousand-year event for the Taoist sect."
"The first generation of the Great Priest of Guangming took him away, and of course the last generation of the Great Priest of Guangming will take it back!" Yan Qingyun's eyes narrowed, "But before we do it again, we have to kill one more person!"
"Who?" Ye Hongyu stared at him.
"Son of Hades!" Yan Qingyun suddenly opened his arms, and a sacred light appeared in the air, covering the two of them. In an instant, the world moved, and following the beam of light, the two escaped and came to a snow cliff.
above.
There's a big battle going on below.
"It's a bookworm!" Ye Hongyu recognized the figure.
Mo Shanshan, one of the three bookworms in the world, a direct disciple of the Great River King's calligraphy sage, a strange woman who can draw magical symbols in the cave-mysterious realm.
Wang Shusheng is also the elder of Xiling Keqing. At this moment, she led the disciples of Mochiyuan to the wasteland to participate in the battle. However, she was involved in the dispute between Ning Que and Zhenbei General Xia Hou. At this moment, she was ambushed by a group of horse thieves and suffered heavy casualties.
After being struck again and again, her telepathy was almost exhausted.
"Senior Brother Zhong!" Ning Que was even more unbearable than her. After all, Ning Que's cultivation was still very weak.
"I'm fine!" Ning Que wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the horse thieves in the distance: "They have controlled the rhythm of the attack."
Mo Shanshan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the meadow in the distance where there was a group of temple cavalry: "We at Mochiyuan came here after receiving the edict from Xiling, but they refused to save us!"
Ning Que felt helpless and knew the mentality of those cavalry. This was not their battle. To put it nicely for the sake of light, there was no absolute chance of victory. They did not dare to intervene casually, but they could not say "capture the thief and capture the king!" if they were discouraged.
Mo Shanshan also knew this, but looked at the leader of the horse thieves worriedly and whispered: "Their leader is not simple, he should be a practitioner. Be careful!"
"Kill!" Another attack began. Ning Que had a good idea, but the opponent's leader's strength was obviously unfathomable, and he was overturned in one encounter.
Ning Que's expression suddenly changed, and he reluctantly started a roundabout tactic. Under the suppression of powerful telepathy, Mo Shanshan squeezed out the last of his telepathy to help him escape, but it was difficult to resist the fighting in front of him.
However, just when the butcher's knife was about to fall, an extremely terrifying edge fell from the sky. It was a sword light, dozens of meters of magnificent sword light, like a mountain. The charging horse thief war rider hit a wall blankly.
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If the sword is upright, it is like a mountain, but when the sword energy is rolled back, the arrogant figure emerges from it. Her red clothes are as red as blood, and she is indifferent and cold. With her appearance, there is a dense sword light, which instantly changes the place.
The horse thieves were killed.
"Taoist Ye Hongyu!" Bookworm Mo Shanshan said with a look of surprise in his eyes.
There were more than 200 soldiers on the opposite side. The leader of the horse thieves said coldly: "Leave that sword master to me and kill him!"
"Kill!" The war horse galloped forward, charging in overwhelmingly. The war horse galloped with great force. The mountain roared and the tsunami came to kill, even the practitioners would be crushed to death.
"Ye..." Mo Shanshan was about to speak, but unexpectedly he only saw a figure from behind. Ye Hongyu strode forward and took one step forward. At that moment, she merged with the heaven and earth, with the mountains and rivers and the magnificence.
The wasteland becomes one.
White light suddenly appeared, and blood burst out. The next moment, all the horse thieves sealed their throats with their swords, and fell to the ground while maintaining their charging posture.
"So fast!"
It was too fast. This light was so fast that Mo Shanshan felt palpitations. It was like a flash of light. For a moment, no one could even see clearly how her sword came out. The remaining horse thieves shouted
However, Ye Hongyu did not put away his sword, but turned to look at Ning Que who was carrying a big black umbrella.
"Mr. Thirteen of the Academy!" Ye Hongyu walked over step by step: "I have always wanted to kill a disciple on the second floor of the Academy!"
"Mr. Thirteen?" Mo Shanshan looked at Ning Que standing aside in surprise, "Aren't you Senior Brother Zhong?"
Reporting a trumpet when going out is a basic operation. Ning Que wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "We have no grievances, why do you want to kill me?"
"Because you are the son of Pluto!" Ye Hongyu's cold eyes fell on the big black umbrella. "It is indeed darkness!"
"What son of Hades?" Ning Que tightened his grip on the Thirteen Yuan Arrows in his hand. "If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to die!"
"Whoops!" Bow bending, archery, Yuan Thirteen Arrows, made by the academy, one arrow shot out was a magical talisman, and the powerful fluctuations triggered the mighty vitality of the world, heading straight for Ye Hongyu.
"Wow!" The red shadow flashed, and Ye Hongyu had already passed the arrow and went straight to Ning Que to kill him: "If we fight without declaring a war, there are people like you in the academy! Look at the sword!"
The cold sword intent of death brushed Ning Que's forehead, slicing off a long hair. Ye Hongyu's sword was so fast that it made Ning Que despair. He suddenly fell to the ground, rolled over, and threw out a magic talisman.
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In an instant, the sky was like a shackle, and the energy of heaven and earth condensed into chains, trapping Ye Hongyu in them.
"Master Yan Se's binding talisman? Humph!" Ye Hongyu snorted coldly, waved his sword and cut off the talisman. After all, this was not a domineering talisman cast by the Talisman Master himself.
"What?" Ning Que couldn't beat him but turned around and ran away. How could Ye Hongyu let him go so easily? He suddenly had murderous intent: "Fourteen deadly swords!"
The cold light suddenly rose, and in an instant the bright red sword light pierced through the void. It was almost to the point where time could be controlled, and Ye Hongyu's fourteen swords had been completed.
"No!" Ning Que saw that the killing sword intent was coming, and there was no way he could hide or avoid it.
"Stab!" A scroll-like figure opened in front of him, and a figure in blue and Confucian clothes quietly emerged.
"Bump!" He held a water float in his hand, but it was easily pierced by the sword, but the huge power of thought also instantly knocked Ye Hongyu away.
"No distance!" Ye Hongyu's eyes lit up: "Master of the Academy!"
There are many mysterious realms above the five realms. The sixth realm is no distance. You can travel between heaven and earth at will, walk in the void, ignore the distance, and tear the void apart due to your thoughts.
Li Manman frowned slightly, but still protected Ning Que behind him: "Miss Ye, you are stronger than your brother."