Eight hundred and fiftieth eight chapters besiege the clouds
Shi Mu's heart trembled, and he looked back to see Zhong Xiu's figure gradually disappearing into the sky, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
After a while, Shi Mu came back to his senses, turned around, and glanced coldly at Zhao Zhuming and the others.
"That being the case, Shi won't stay any longer and bids farewell!"
He glanced at the three of them, then his body swayed and turned into a ray of white light, flying towards the outer city.
Zhao Zhuming and Zhao Linglong looked at each other.
"It's really not easy for Shi Mu 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.
"Alas, the patriarch asked us to handle the matter this way, I don't know whether it is right or wrong." Zhao Zhuming sighed, and disappeared from the hall in a flash.
Shi Mu quickly left the inner city and came to the outer city. His body rose and fell several times before he landed on a street.
At this moment, his brows were furrowed and his face looked a little unsightly.
"Those guys from the Tianfeng clan are too much. They don't mean what they say. They are just like farting. They are completely villains!" Cai'er scolded angrily.
Shi Mu didn't speak, but walked forward slowly.
"Shitou, what should we do now?" Cai'er glanced at Shi Mu and asked again.
When Shi Mu heard this, he stopped where he was and looked back.
From here, the inner city looks like it is hidden in the mountain mist and forest clouds, standing quietly, looming.
He retracted his gaze, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Xiu'er left suddenly just now. I'm a little worried. We sneaked in at night. I want to ask questions."
"Okay!" Cai'er nodded vigorously.
"Find a place to stay first." Shi Mu walked forward and found an inn to stay.
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Miyang Star Territory, Tianyin Star.
In the main hall of Yangji Peak of Lichen Sect, Shen Tunan, who was dressed in a blue Confucian shirt, waved a feather fan gently in his hand, frowned slightly, and looked through the hall door to the sky in the distance.
Standing next to him was a thin old man wearing Bagua Dao uniform with white beard and hair, stroking his hands slightly, looking a little anxious.
"Holy Master, this attack on the Zhuyun Sword Sect is of great importance. Wouldn't it be a bit hasty to let Master Ximen take the lead? After all, she is too young, so my subordinates have to feel worried." The thin old man left.
He took a step closer to Shentu Nan and spoke.
"Elder Yin, it was not my intention to let Ximen Xue lead the team to conquer Zhuyun this time... You don't need to ask any more questions about this matter. And now she has passed on the mantle of the God of Tai, and her strength is no longer what it used to be.
Let's compare. Besides, there will be an army of ancient barbarians coming to suppress the formation this time, so there won't be any problem." Shentu Nan shook his feather fan lightly and said.
"If that's the case, there is indeed no danger. But Mu Qianjue is a divine being after all. If you don't take action, will it..."
Before Elder Yin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Tunan.
"The above arrangements have their own motives. We don't have to worry about it. They should have already attacked Mu Qianjue's lair at this moment. Let's just wait for the news to come back." Shen Tunan said like this while still looking towards the sky.
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Outside Sword Lin Star, in the dark sky, there were loud roars from time to time, and sparks of electric light exploded in the starry sky from time to time.
In the sea of stars, a huge fleet composed of hundreds of floating battleships surrounded another smaller fleet in a semi-ring shape.
This smaller fleet only had more than a hundred warships, and all of them were covered in scars, and the condition was very miserable.
From a relatively intact battleship in the middle, a tall and thin middle-aged man in white flew out of the middle. His facial features were quite strange, his spine was straight, and he had a long cyan sword slung across his back.
This person is none other than Mu Qianjue.
His face was full of anger, and he glanced towards the battleship opposite.
"Where's that old man Shen Tunan? Why aren't you here? Are you doing something behind the scenes again?" Mu Qianjue shouted angrily.
"Senior Mu, my Holy Master now has to manage not only the Lichen Sect, but also almost the entire Miyang Star Territory. He is very busy." Lu Yang, the master of Qiantian Temple in Taoist robes Li replied loudly.
"Hmph! Since that thief Shen Tunan is not here, who among you is in charge?" Mu Qianjue asked.
"Senior Mu, you are polite." A clear and beautiful voice replied.
As he finished speaking, a young woman wearing a golden battle armor was seen flying out from the fleet, standing tall in the sky, and saluted Mu Qianjue.
This person has arched eyebrows, picturesque eyebrows, snow-white complexion, and an even more delicate face. Her fitted golden armor is engraved with gorgeous patterns, tightly wrapping her body, and vividly outlining her exquisite figure.
"Who are you?" Mu Qianjue asked coldly.
"Disciple Ximen Xue is the master of Lihuo Temple of Lichen Sect." The young woman replied.
"Humph, that thief Shen Tunan refused to come by himself, but asked a little girl like you to come and die. However, this is in line with his style of using others to achieve his goals. I was also used by him back then to attack Qinglan Holy Land. .Look at the current situation of our Zhuyun Sword Sect, how similar it is to the Qinglan Holy Land back then?" Mu Qianjue said with a wry smile.
Ximen Xue looked at him indifferently and said nothing.
"After the battle of Qinglan, our Zhuyun Sword Sect has closed the sect, why are you still refusing to let me go?" Mu Qianjue said angrily.
"Miyang Star Territory has been divided for a long time and needs to be unified. Now that Qinglan Holy Land has been destroyed, how can your Zhuyun Sword Sect continue to exist?" Ximen Xue smiled and asked.
Mu Qianjue smiled sadly, looking through the heavy battleships and looking at the huge ancient barbarians standing behind them, and said: "When the Qinglan incident happened, I suspected that there was someone from Heaven behind this. The layout, now it seems that you are all the lackeys of Heaven."
"Senior, what's the use of talking about this now?" Ximen Xue said with a slightly raised eyebrow.
"Well, now that the defeat has been decided, I don't have to risk the lives of my disciples to resist. I, the Zhuyun Sword Sect, are willing to surrender to the Heavenly Court and be driven by it." Mu Qianjue sighed and said with a gloomy expression.
"I thought that after living for such a long time, senior should be knowledgeable about world affairs, but it seems that the disciples think highly of senior. My Holy Master's evaluation of senior is very fair." Ximen Xue said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Mu Qianjue's face turned cold and he asked.
"My Holy Master once said that your senior is a 'reckless man obsessed with swordsmanship', and he is indeed right. To this day, your senior is still so naive, thinking that our Lichen Sect will let you live? Don't you, senior? You know, in this Miyang Star Territory, even one lackey from Heaven is enough." Ximen Xue shook his head and said.
"Hmph, you Lichen Sect, it turns out that I want to kill them all! In my whole life, I, Mu Qianjue, have never been afraid of anyone? Since there is no way to retreat today, I will come and learn the tricks of your Lichen Sect. But I don't know what it is.
Are you, the so-called temple masters, coming together, or are you going to let those barbarians from the ancient barbarian tribe take the lead?" Mu Qianjue snorted coldly and asked.
"There is no need to mobilize a large number of teachers, one disciple is enough." Ximen Xue said without changing the expression on his face.
"Your talent is indeed good. You are already at the peak of the Holy Order at a young age, but I'm afraid it's too early to challenge me." Mu Qianjue turned slightly to one side, glanced at Ximen Xue, and said coldly.
"Fellow disciples, I am going to single out Senior Mu, and I hope you will not interfere." Ximen Xue ignored Mu Qianjue and instead told the Lichen Sect and others in a loud voice.
"Okay, okay, since you are seeking death, you can't blame me." Mu Qianjue was annoyed by Ximen Xue and said with a sneer.
After saying that, he raised his arm, reached behind his shoulder, and grasped the blue sword behind his back.
The moment his palm grasped the hilt of the long sword, layers of vast sword shadows suddenly lit up in front of him, like chasing waves, a huge sword intention that was extremely sharp but as majestic as an abyss.
It suddenly appeared from his body.
Although he looked down upon Ximen Xue in his words, since he was in the divine realm and faced with enemies, he would not really look down upon him in the slightest.
There was a sharp sound of "玱啷".
The long green sword suddenly came out of its sheath and was held in Mu Qianjue's hand.
His robe suddenly flew outwards, as if there was an invisible strong wind blowing around him in all directions.
Ximen Xue watched Mu Qianjue finish all this with an expressionless face. Then a white palm came out from the sleeves of his robe, and he grabbed it in the air, holding a golden blade that looked like a sword but not a sword.
appeared in his hands.
The moment he touched the weapon, Ximen Xue's entire aura changed in vain, and an unspeakable ferocity arose spontaneously.
He rolled the weapon into the air, and a golden arc appeared in front of him.
Hearing several "clang, clang, clank" sounds, a large number of sparks suddenly appeared on the arc in front of him.
Behind him, on both sides, there were screams of misery almost simultaneously. Apparently many people were injured by the invisible sword energy emanating from Mu Qianjue's body and died on the spot.
Ximen Xue did not look back, her beautiful eyes stared at Mu Qianjue motionlessly.
Mu Qianjue's face was solemn, and he raised the long blue sword with one hand, pointing directly at Ximen Xue.
There were bursts of green light on the blade of the sword, and the sword screamed continuously, revealing a high-spirited and unyielding fighting spirit.
"disease"
Mu Qianjue shouted in a low voice, pinched the sword technique with one hand, and suddenly slapped the hilt of the sword.
"Ouch"
A loud dragon roar suddenly sounded from the green long sword, and a green dragon shadow suddenly penetrated from it, turned into a green rainbow, and galloped towards Ximen Xue menacingly.
When Ximen Xue saw this, she suddenly raised the weapon in her hand, threw it in front of her, and then it floated in front of her.
I saw him murmuring something, a golden light glowing all over his body, and his aura suddenly surged.
His hands drew left and right in front of him, each drawing a half-arc, and finally merged together and pushed forward suddenly.
Just listen to a "buzz" sound.
The golden weapon shook violently, and suddenly grew a hundred times in size, turning into a giant weapon, shining with golden light, and crashed towards the cyan dragon shadow suit.