The remnants of Xuehua Palace still exist. Lu Hanjiang knows this. Not only does he know this, but all the factions in the world are probably also mentally prepared.
After all, the Beggar Gang's attack on Xuehua Palace was too short, and they did not continue to pursue the remnants of the Xuehua Palace. Nearly 90% of the Xuehua Palace disciples were killed in the North, but after all, that was not all.
There are still remnants of Xuehua Palace in the world, either intelligence officers or disciples who did not stay in the palace at that time.
However, it has been several months since the news of the destruction of Xuehua Palace came out, and there are still no traces of their presence. This is of course the reason. If the remnants of the demonic path appear on the territory of the righteous path, they are seeking death.
If the remaining disciples of a demonic sect that has been wiped out like this do not take revenge immediately, most of them will choose to remain anonymous, just like the Wan Dao Sect did back then.
But the extent of this group of women's vengeance obviously went beyond that. They chose to lie dormant, and then found out about the Beggar Clan's westward journey to attend the sword tasting competition at the Sword Forging Villa, so they laid an ambush on the only way they could pass.
I am afraid that the choice of Zhaixing Pavilion is also due to the fact that all the people in Xuehua Palace are women, so they can be better utilized here.
Huo Yunqi was just a cover. They used the post of Zhaixing Pavilion to attract him. Their main purpose was the leader of the Beggar Clan, Lu Shiqi, who was traveling with him.
After clearing his thoughts, Lu Hanjiang curled his lips and felt a little disappointed. He thought that this time it was the work of some powerful force, and he was specially prepared to make an attack in the east. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be just an accident in the end.
On the high platform, relying on the secret medicine of Xuehua Palace, everyone fell into a momentary confusion. However, Miss Xueyuan suddenly tiptoed, her body floated up, and she reached Lu Hanjiang's private room during the rise and fall. In her long sleeves
A short sword slid out.
"Lu Shiqi! Today is the day you die!"
The woman stabbed with a sword, but Huo Yunqi, who suddenly came to his senses, stopped him: "Brother Lu, be careful!"
Xueyuan's dagger was knocked down by Huo Yunqi's palm, and a look of shock flashed through her eyes. She had no choice but to turn around and use her internal strength to fight with the opponent.
Although the secret medicine of Xuehua Palace is not necessarily strong, it is absolutely impossible that Huo Yunqi woke up so quickly this time. In fact, it was Lu Hanjiang who secretly acted on his own initiative.
At the same time as the snow kite flew over, he kicked the opponent awake. To put it bluntly, this secret medicine can only be used in conjunction with the dance to cause a momentary loss of consciousness. As long as someone influences it from the outside, it can be cracked quickly.
When he saw that the enemy was the remnant of Xuehua Palace, Lu Hanjiang had no desire to take action. These opponents who had already taken their final bow made him a little unmotivated.
Huo Yunqi was worthy of being the young master of Zhujian Villa. After recovering from the initial panic, he quickly suppressed Xue Yuan.
Xueyuan's martial arts are actually average, and Shuangxue Tianxin Jue, which was born out of the Xiaoyao sect's internal martial arts, is indeed a rare and advanced martial arts, but it also depends on who is doing it.
When the Snow Kite arrived, not only compared to Xue Rakshasa Gu Zijing, but even compared to its eldest disciple Linglong, it was far away.
The battle situation was no longer in suspense. Huo Yunqi and Xue Yuan exchanged palms for a few times, and after figuring out each other's tactics, they flipped their left hands and struck out a palm force in the air. They pulled out the sword from their waists with their right hands and flew forward.
Xue Yuan used both palms to withstand the first wave of palm force, but Huo Yunqi, who followed closely behind, pressed his sword against his neck.
"Girl, you are defeated."
Huo Yunqi's fighting style and style are both upright and upright. Even if the opponent comes with evil intentions, he will keep a line in his attack. Even if he wins, he will not take anyone's life. This is a kind of knight-errant.
Inherited modesty.
Of course, it may also be because the other party is good-looking. Even though she is covered with a veil, her dancing moves with flying snow just now are enough to tell that this woman is of extraordinary color.
Lu Hanjiang passed over the girls from Zhaixing Pavilion who had fallen to the ground and were at a loss, picked up a wine cup, and prepared to congratulate each other.
Xueyuan was subdued, her eyes full of resentment and unwillingness. Just as Huo Yunqi was about to ask questions, something unexpected happened again. Suddenly, a fierce sword energy fell from the attic, heading towards Lu Hanjiang.
He took half a step back, threw out the wine cup in his hand, and collided with the sword energy. He was smashed to pieces, and the wine was scattered all over Huo Yunqi.
Lu Hanjiang's eyes narrowed, and he sighed secretly in his heart. It was so dangerous, and he almost got the drink poured on him.
The moment Huo Yunqi was stunned, another person appeared, wearing night clothes and covering his face with a bamboo hat. The long sword in his hand hovered behind Lu Hanjiang's head in the cold moonlight.
"Brother Lu, be careful!" Huo Yunqi, who was half a beat too late, shouted quickly.
Lu Hanjiang felt that the sword behind him had no intention of moving forward, and he was slightly surprised. Wasn't he an assassin?
He didn't look back, just let the other party hold him hostage, and asked calmly: "Who are you?"
After Lu Hanjiang finished speaking, the man in black asked coldly: "Lu Qiqi, where did you hide Chi Cangping!"
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The voice seemed to be that of a woman, but this was not what surprised Lu Hanjiang. Chi Cangping... it took him a while to remember who the name was.
Lu Hanjiang was an abandoned disciple of Wudang, a ruthless man who single-handedly cut Wudang's strength in half. Lu Hanjiang didn't expect that after so long, there would still be people looking for him, and they even came to his door.
Ever since Chi Cangping caused trouble, he has been caught and escaped, escaped and arrested again, and has been in and out of the hands of the Beggar Clan, completely making all the factions in the world give up on chasing him.
The first time Chi Cangping was arrested, the Beggar Clan held an anti-rape meeting and played tricks on all the Jianghu sects. In the end, the enemy was not killed, and many of his own people were involved.
We are all not fools. We were deceived the first time because we did not expect the beggar gang to be so shameless. It is understandable that we miscalculated. Anyone who falls for the trick the second time is truly a fool.
So now, even though Chi Cangping was captured again and brought back to the Beggar Clan, various factions, including the victim Wuyue Sword Sect, have chosen to turn a blind eye, preferring to pretend that there is no such person, so as not to be deceived by the Beggar Clan again.
All sexy.
At this point, the Wu-Tang Clan are probably the only ones who are still chasing after that guy.
Lu Hanjiang tilted his head slightly and looked at the woman behind him from the corner of his eye. Long-standing memories came to mind. If he remembered correctly, Chi Cangping seemed to have a sister.
"Girl, who are you?" Lu Hanjiang asked tentatively.
The woman was silent for a moment, then sneered and took off her hat, revealing her original face, which was Chi Cangping's younger sister, Chi Qianyun.
But Chi Qianyun's condition at this time seemed to be even worse than what Lu Hanjiang had seen on Wudang Mountain.
Her aura was much more powerful, and her martial arts seemed to have improved a lot from the sword strike just now, but her complexion was not very good.
Dry and pale lips, cheeks without a trace of blood, and a pair of eyes full of murderous intent. Her left eye was dyed with strange blood, showing a strange bright red.
Lu Hanjiang was puzzled. Although he had long heard that Wudang's internal skills and mental methods were pure Yang martial arts and were not suitable for women to practice, he would not train them like this for a good girl.
"Miss Chi, I haven't seen you for a long time. You don't seem to be in good spirits. Why don't you go and have a good night's rest first and talk about anything tomorrow?"
After all, this was definitely a rare kind reminder from Lu Hanjiang, but unfortunately the other party didn't appreciate it.
"Tell me, where is he!" Chi Qianyun's tone was full of cold murderous intent.
"Why bother, girl, how much money does Wudang give you per month to make you work so hard? The body is your own."
Lu Hanjiang shrugged helplessly: "Put down the sword. Aren't you tired of holding it? I won't say anything, so what can you do? Do you want to let the Beggar Clan go to Wudang Mountain again after Wuyue?"
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"you!"
Chi Qianyun's momentum stagnated, and she saw Lu Hanjiang sitting back on his seat to eat and drink. The words "Wudang Mountain" pressed against her arm, as if it weighed a thousand pounds, and the sword in her hand really couldn't penetrate it.