Three days later.
Daze Mansion, Tianxiaoyun Realm.
a mess.
Tianshui Villa and Tianshutang gathered again and launched a siege on Tianxiaoyunjing. The final result was that Feng Yuhan once again guarded the safety of Tianxiaoyunjing, while Tianshui Villa and Tianshutang lost their lives.
A large number of elites within the sect retreated in defeat, but Feng Yuhan did not feel the slightest bit happy about this, because Tianxiaoyun Realm lost many masters at the same time, and after the battle, he received a letter from the academy.
Yingzhou came south again, and those "immortals" came down the mountain again. The battle turned the entire academy upside down, and took away Su Baiyi. And Bai Jile's plan over the years finally came to light. This thing that ordinary people can't see through
Men, constantly stirring up troubles in the world, just want everything to become chaotic and let them weaken each other's strength, including this time the battle between the three major factions in Osawa Prefecture.
"The next step is a fight to the death." Feng Yuhan inserted the long knife on the ground and wiped the blood on his face.
Castlevania.
Xiao Sheng closed the book in his hand, looked up at the eagle flying in the sky, and sighed: "This day has finally come."
Mo Wen walked to his side and sighed softly: "I Mo Wen dare to walk in the world, and I have never encountered anything worthy of fear. But in these years, I still often dream of that battle, every time
I woke up with cold sweat all over my back."
Xiao Sheng shook his head: "Back then, I was still living in the world, and I didn't see the city lord's grace with my own eyes."
Mo Wen gave a bitter smile: "How can there be any grace? We were beaten all over the place. It's all thanks to Grand Palace Master Su Han and Nangong Sect Master, as well as the Confucian Saints and Taoists who were there to block us."
Xiao Sheng frowned slightly: "But there are no more Grand Palace Master Su Han and Master Nangong in this world."
"Confucian sages and Taoist lords..." Mo Wen rubbed his brows and did not continue.
Qingcheng Mountain.
Daojun put down the letter in his hand and stretched out two fingers: "The good news is that the academy is still there and your disciples have not let you down. Even if Bai Ji Le summoned three thousand masters, Yingzhou still came.
Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang were injured, but they still defended Shili Langjuan."
The Confucian sage nodded, but there was no smile on his face: "From what you mean, there is another bad news."
"The bad news is that Lu Haoxian finally came and took Su Baiyi away." Daojun said in a deep voice, "This is really very, very bad news."
The Confucian Sage clenched his fists: "This is the last battle."
Daojun turned around and looked outside the room: "In this life, you and I only have this last chance to fight."
Mo Chen was sitting at the door, sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes to meditate. Six years later, he was still the same child as before, without any change. After hearing Daojun's words, he opened his eyes: "Master,
Just now I was sitting and practicing Taoism...and then I fell asleep."
Daojun smiled: "Isn't this a common thing?"
"But in my dream, I saw a beam of light." Mo Chen stood up, "This time, I also want to fight."
Jiangnan.
Oriental home.
Dongfang Yun looked at the letter on the table in silence. The letter came from the Academy. Since the battle of the Heroes Conference, Dongfang Yun and I had no contact with the Academy for a long time, but this time their enemies forced them to
United again.
Dongfang Qi stood behind him and asked confusedly: "What does the grudge between Xuegong and Baijile have to do with us?"
Dongfang Yunme stretched out his fingers and tapped the table gently: "You have never experienced the Battle of the South China Sea. Back then, we had Su Han, Nangong Yunhuo, and Confucian saints and Taoists in their heyday. There were so many peerless talents, but only one was exchanged for them.
A tragic victory, but now the world is in pieces, if we don't unite, who can fight them?"
Jimo Sword City.
Jimo Huaxue was preparing to leave the city with her sword in hand. She looked with some annoyance at the sword attendants who were kneeling on the ground in front of her and said nothing. They clearly got the news that Fusheng Zuimenglou was besieging the academy, but they forcibly killed her because they were afraid that she would rush to help.
This news was pressed, and by the time Jimo Huaxue heard it, many days had already passed.
"You guys." Jimo Huaxue wanted to reprimand, but she also understood that there was no need for Jimo Sword City to help the Academy, but her own selfishness might bring disaster to the entire Jimo Sword City, so in the end
He held it back, but still made up his mind to leave the city.
"City Lord!" The sword attendant at the front jumped forward and grabbed her sword, "You can't go! You can't go."
Jimo Huaxue scolded: "I went in my own name and it has nothing to do with Jimo Sword City!"
"You are the Lord of Sword City, and every sword you strikes is related to Sword City!" The sword servant said stubbornly, while holding Jimo Huaxue's sword tightly and refusing to let go.
"Report, City Lord!" At this time, a disciple hurried over from outside, "A letter from the academy! I want the City Lord to read it personally!"
Jimo Huaxue glanced at the sword attendant, then reluctantly shook him off, took a few steps forward to take the letter, opened it, and looked more and more serious, and finally sighed softly: "The Academy is fine.
Fushengzuimenglou failed."
The swordsman breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "That's fine. That's fine."
"But something big is going to happen in this world." Jimo Huaxue clenched the letter in her hand into a ball.
At this time, heading towards the South China Sea, Lu Haoxian was taking Su Baiyi all the way south, with Bai Jile beside him, and Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang following closely behind. However, a few days later, they still did not get rid of the people behind them.
Those two tails. Lu Haoxian finally lost his patience. He frowned: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities."
Bai Jile shook his head gently: "People in the Academy have always behaved this way."
"So overestimating your capabilities?" Lu Haoxian raised his eyebrows lightly.
"You know you can't do it, but you do it." Bai Jile thought for a while and then replied.
"Tianxian, Tianshang." Lu Haoxian said in a deep voice.
"Lord Haoxian." They both responded at the same time.
"Get rid of them." Lu Haoxian said.
"Follow your orders." Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang stopped, while Lu Haoxian and Bai Jiele continued southbound with Su Baiyi.
A moment later, Feng Zuojun arrived with a knife. He looked at Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang in front of him and said sternly: "Where did you take my junior brother?"
Lu Tianxian curled his lips: "It's you again. You've already been defeated, and you still dare to make a noise?"
"Feng Zuojun!" Xie Yuling landed next to Feng Zuojun at this time.
"What, you want me to go back?" Feng Zuojun said dissatisfied.
Xie Yuling glanced at Feng Zuojun, then at Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang in front, and finally sighed: "Forget it, let's beat them down together."
Feng Zuojun raised his long sword: "It should be so!"
Chapter completed!