When the Miao Territory was overthrowing the Beichen Dynasty and incorporating the entire Northern Wulin into its territory, major events were happening one after another in the Central Plains Wulin, with no sign of stopping.
On the righteous side, despite losing the support of the Beichen Dynasty, under the leadership of Shengzong, they still chose to continue targeting the Twelve Evils of Tianchi.
But apart from some initial results, there was nothing gained.
The Twelve Evils of Tianchi seem to have disappeared. There is no movement, and the three-day killing has not been carried out on time. It seems that they are really afraid of Shengzong and others.
If things go on like this, even if Shengzong intends to provoke a war, and has repeatedly asked the Department of Geography, Deng Jiuwu and Dongfang Ding to use the name of the Twelve Evils to provoke a war, and even Su Huanzhen was sealed with gold, it will not help.
This move instead revealed the whereabouts of the Prajna Sea Alliance, which had been active in front of the stage for a long time. Under the guidance of the six ugly useless people, Zhengdao began to target the Prajna Sea Alliance. The Geography Department was ambushed and wounded.
Shengzong can be said to be a mute eating Coptis chinensis, unable to express its sufferings, and the power it worked so hard to manage was basically wiped out.
Just when the Holy Trace was having a headache over this, the Twelve Shas of Tianchi, who were hiding in the dark, saw that the time was right and launched another act of revenge against the Prajna Sea Alliance.
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"The prince is out on patrol, blocking the way to be punished by heaven." In the woods, Impermanence leads the way, Deng Jiuwu is about to go to the Department of Geography, but he encounters a fatal murder attempt.
A huge sword energy arrived, destroying Feiying and Youquan in front of Deng Jiuwu's sedan chair.
"Are you finally here? The person who killed my fourth sister." Deng Jiuwu recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was the person who tried to stop Gongsun Yue from being killed the day before yesterday.
The man with the sword appeared, and it was the man in black robe who killed Gongsun Yue who showed up again to stop and kill the "gold and silver" Prince Deng.
He is holding a magic sword. The blade is narrow and long. The pattern on it is like the blood vessels of the human body. The handle is a twisted, painful, and hollow face pattern. The blade is longer, like a handle.
"Deng Jiuwu, the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi send their regards to you."
Feeling the intimidating aura of the black-robed man, Deng Jiuwu sighed: "Among the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi, there are such masters. It seems that the eldest brother has provoked a powerful enemy."
"Don't worry, you go down first to explore the path for the holy trace."
"It seems that you Tianchi Twelve really know us very well." The black-robed man's words made Deng Jiuwu even more sure that the information about himself and others had been analyzed by the other party.
"A distance of ten feet is the end of your life." The man in black robe really understood the characteristics of the martial arts practiced by Deng Jiuwu. He must know that the power of the gold and silver double palm is infinite. The power will gradually increase beyond ten feet, and there is no limit on the number of moves.
Once this move occurs, unless the person who makes the move holds back, the person hit will definitely die.
But there is a shortcoming, that is, within ten feet, the gold and silver double palms cannot exert their power.
After the black-robed man destroyed the two puppets Feiying and Youquan, he was within ten feet of Deng Jiuwu's life gate.
"Hahaha... How can Deng Jiuwu just sit back and wait for death?" Deng Jiuwu activated the secret method and let the horse monkey fight the black-robed man at close range to buy himself time to distance himself.
Houfei, the reporting horse, stepped forward, intending to drag the man in black robes away and give Deng Jiuwu an opportunity to take control.
However, the black-robed man has extraordinary foundations, and before the horse monkey could get close to him, he was subjected to extremely strong pressure and turned into a rain of blood.
Seeing this, Deng Jiuwu had no choice but to forcefully send out his gold and silver double palms, intending to force the black-robed man back and create a distance between them.
But the man in black robe showed extraordinary body skills, avoiding the gold and silver palm energy and walking within ten feet at the same time.
"Your move has been revealed, now it's my turn." I saw the man in black robe facing the sky with one sword, countless powerful sword energy bursting out from the ground, and everything within dozens of feet was enveloped in the sword energy.
"One sword cuts everything."
The sword moves dexterously, the sword is heavy and fierce, and the clumsiness returns to its original state. One sword is enough!
An impeccable sword, the energy of the sword stretches for dozens of miles, destroying all scenery wherever it passes.
Deng Jiuwu's official sedan was no exception. It was shattered together, revealing the true face of the prince.
"Good move." After the praise, the sword power in Deng Jiuwu's body exploded, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
The man in black robe stopped attacking and turned into a demonic soldier, "Deng Jiuwu, go see the person you want to see most."
"Hongye." Knowing that he didn't have much time left, Deng Jiuwu used all his remaining strength to go to Hongye Villa, just to see his sweetheart again before he died.
In Hongye Villa, Mrs. Hongye, who was arranging flowers and plants, suddenly felt uneasy, "Why is my heart beating suddenly? Could it be..."
Looking back, he was shocked to see Deng Jiuwu, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He quickly stepped forward to hug Deng Jiuwu and said, "Jiuwu, how could you be so seriously injured? I will find you some medicine to heal your injuries."
Deng Jiuwu stopped Mrs. Hongye's behavior, "No need, my life is at an end. I will have no regrets if I can see you one last time before I die."
"Jiuwu, who hurt you?"
"It's just a vendetta in the world. After my death, you are not allowed to set foot in the world again, let alone avenge me."
"Nine-five."
"Promise me! Cough cough cough..." After a burst of rapid coughing, Deng Jiuwu vomited blood.
"Okay, I promise you. Jiuwu." Mrs. Hongye said quickly, feeling lucky for Deng Jiuwu.
On the verge of death, the two talked to each other about their heartfelt feelings. From childhood sweethearts to each other, from the day before the wedding to ten years later, everything was extremely clear, as if it happened yesterday.
Lying in the arms of Mrs. Hongye, Deng Jiuwu, whose wish had been fulfilled, suddenly passed away.
"Regardless of fame and wealth, we will never rule the roost. Sometimes we will die together with beautiful women. It is a pity that life flows eastward, and the mirror, flowers and moon are also empty dreams."
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Sheng Zong was in the Glazed Fairyland, planning for the future, when he suddenly learned the news of Deng Jiuwu's death from the Department of Geography, and understood that the Twelve Evils of Tianchi were taking revenge again.
He was about to go to join Dongfang Dingli to discuss future plans, but was blocked by the Buddhist swordsman who had been recuperating at Bujie Rock for a long time.
According to the Buddhist sword theory, the sword fairy's whereabouts were mysterious and he was waiting for an old friend to come as an excuse to hold him back.
In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Shengzong had to pretend that nothing happened and stayed with Fo Jianfenshuo in Liuli Fairyland to wait for his old friend.
Just as the Holy Trace was being dragged to the Glazed Wonderland to drink tea, the Department of Geography encountered Su Huanzhen, who had cracked the golden seal, and Tan Wuyu, who had shed the empty shell of a six-ugly useless man, on the way to join Dongfang Dingli.
At the same time, he was blocked by Aoxiao Hongchen.
Even though the Geography Department had dragon energy to protect him, he was seriously injured and ran away after encountering the old traitors Sun and Moon Talents. He ran hastily in the woods.
The Holy Trace was separated by the Buddha Sword and dragged into the Glazed Fairyland. After being forced to drink tea and chat for more than two hours (four hours), he sensed that the condition of his secondary body was extremely critical, and when he was about to launch a sneak attack, the Buddha Sword
Fen said suddenly: "The person I was waiting for is here."
"Why do you need to compete in the swordsmanship? Thousands of people point it out, and ten thousand people win it. You can ask the peaks of the rivers and lakes. Three feet of autumn water is unstained by dust, and it is unparalleled in the world."
The familiar poem number came in, it was the sword fairy who was shot down by the holy trace to the cliff of Liuli Fairyland.
Thank you Wu Meng Sheng for your support and rewards over the past few days.