Stunning beauty

"How could it be!"

Outside the barren mountain, the old man in black who was responsible for cutting off the retreat of Fu Tianxi's party was ambushed by Wenren Yuexiu, the descendant of the God of Sword, and Wang Xiaochen, the strongest pavilion master of Taibai Academy. He was severely injured after just a few moves.

The laws of Heaven are hard to guard against. Without knowing the rules, the old man in black suffered a great loss as expected and was hit by a sword in the back.

The bloody wounds, the flesh turned inside out, and the white bones visible were horrifying to see.

The old man in black looked at the man and woman who appeared one after another, and he could not hide his shock. He did not expect that he was ambushed, and what was more, the ambushing parties were two people in the fifth realm.

A feeling of humiliation lingered in the old man's heart. His face was filled with anger. The true energy surged throughout his body. The true energy enhanced his spiritual essence and quickly repaired the injuries on his body.

"The gods are immortal!"

Wenren Yuexiu saw the scene before him, snorted coldly, and said, "Chop off his head and see if he dies!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wenren Yuexiu rushed forward quickly, holding Emperor Wu Minghong.

The old man in black swung his sword to block, and at the moment of the sword clashing, the faint voice was heard again.

"Your Excellency, you haven't asked me any questions yet."

Under the cover of night, Wang Xiaochen swung his sword forward and slashed at the old man in front of him. Although the attack was swift, it was still lacking something compared to the sword that had seriously injured the old man before.

The old man in black was fighting one against two, and he also noticed the abnormality of the white-haired man's attack power fluctuating. Due to the lack of information, he was unable to react for a while.

"The time has come again."

The opponent did not ask any questions. Wang Xiaochen swung his sword fiercely. The power of the sword suddenly increased. With the cooperation of Wenren Yuexiu, the sword hit the old man's chest.

The sound of a sharp weapon tearing blood and bones was extremely harsh. The old man in black was horrified and took several steps back.

"It's the same question as before. Who is the mastermind behind sending you here?"

Without waiting for the old man to catch his breath, Wang Xiaochen rushed forward again with a sword in his hand, and asked the same question again.

"Ren Fengge!"

At the critical moment, the old man in black hurriedly said a name. Obviously, he had begun to realize the strange ability of the white-haired man in front of him.

"what!"

He was shocked to see Emperor Wu's Minghong and Tianwen swords slashing down on the left and right. The old man in black waved his sword to block Minghong, turned his palm to shake Tianwen, and with a scream, his left arm was broken.

The splattering blood reflected the flames in the sky. The old man in black was half covered in blood and he kept retreating.

"Your Excellency lied."

Wang Xiaochen saw this result and said calmly, "You don't even believe this answer yourself."

In front of the burning barren mountain, an old man in black was covering his broken arm with cold sweat on his face. Not far away, another broken arm fell to the ground, and blood dyed the ground red.

"It's your turn."

Ten steps away, Wang Xiaochen raised the Tianwen Sword in his hand and said lightly.

The old man in black looked at the sword in the former's hand, his expression changed several times, and he barely understood the rules. He asked, "Who sent you!"

"Not bad, you figured it out pretty quickly."

Wang Xiaochen smiled, quickly rushed forward, and slashed down with another sword.

There was a loud bang, and the old man in black swung his sword to block it. Then, there was another scream. He was seriously injured and could not withstand the power of Tianwen.

"This is impossible!"

In the dark night, the old man in black had an expression of disbelief on his face. He had clearly asked just now!

Moreover, the white-haired young man did not give any answer. Logically, he should have won this round.

"too slow."

At this moment, in the inner courtyard of Li Garden, Li Ziye held the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note in his hand, listening to the battle in the southeast of Central Plains, and whispered softly.

That Heavenly Question Sword, no, it should be said that Pavilion Master Xiaochen's Heavenly Question Law, not only requires answering the other party's questions truthfully and asking questions in turns, but also requires paying attention to time.

If you don’t ask God, you won’t be able to do it.

It won’t work if you don’t answer the questions asked by heaven.

I asked and I got an answer, but time has passed and it still doesn't work.

In short, Pavilion Master Xiaochen's Heavenly Questions Law is extremely abnormal. If you don't have enough information, you will basically suffer a great loss in the first confrontation.

Among all the realms of gods he had seen, Pavilion Master Xiaochen's Heavenly Questions Law was not necessarily the strongest, but it was definitely the most disgusting.

"Young Master, they still have two more God Realms!"

On the side, Mu Jin reminded anxiously, "Even if the Holy Son can hold one back, that one will definitely come to support in time. Will Pavilion Master Xiaochen and Miss Wenren be able to make it in time?"

A distance of more than ten or twenty miles is nothing for a strong man in the Divine Realm. If no one stops him, support will arrive quickly.

"They didn't have a chance to go for support."

Li Ziye said calmly, "Our people have arrived!"

He had only shouted once before, but he didn't expect so many people to come.

It seems that these people are still too idle. After what happened today, some workload must be reallocated to them.

At the same time, in the southeast of Central Plains, the man in blue and the old man in black, who were guarding two different directions respectively, had not yet been able to rush to help, when a figure in red blocked their way.

And in the darkness, there were many auras looming, and no one knew how many there were. But the moment the figure in red appeared, they all stopped moving forward.

"This person is mine."

In front of the man in green, Li Hongyi held the Chixiao sword in his hand and stood in front of him. He glanced at the people in the darkness and declared his sovereignty.

In the darkness, one figure after another saw that Li Hongyi had snatched the task, and they remained silent and retreated one after another.

The fat sheep was robbed, disgusting!

"Come."

Under the night sky, Li Hongyi looked at the man in blue in front of him and said seriously, "You and I are one-on-one, it's fair and just. In addition, let me remind you, don't run away, those people behind you are waiting for you to run away. Now it's one-on-one, if you run, it may not be one-on-several!"

"Who the hell are you!"

The man in blue asked in a deep voice, looking at the man in red who was wearing a demon mask and had a strange aura in front of him.

"us?"

Under the evil ghost mask, Li Hongyi responded calmly, "I dare not say anything nonsense, otherwise, the master will scold me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hongyi stretched out his hand to draw his sword, Chi Xiao unsheathed it, and then stepped forward.

The man in green looked gloomy. He turned his palm and raised his energy, and started fighting with the young man in red in front of him.

"strangeness."

At the same time, in Li Mansion in Yuzhou City, Tai Shangtian looked at the battle in the distance, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

The youngest master has not returned yet, and the second young master has left. Now, who is dispatching the masters of Yanyu Tower?

Is that Mr. Ge?

Or, the two deputy masters of Yanyu Tower?

In the back room, Li Youwei put down the ink pen in her hand and asked, "What's going on?"

"Red has taken action."

In the courtyard, Tai Shangtian replied, "I stopped the green-clothed expert one-on-one."

"Oh? One-on-one?"

After hearing Tai Shangtian's response, Li Youwei smiled and said, "Not bad, you have improved."

This is the successor that the Li family has spent huge resources to train for the position of the master of Yanyu Tower. If he doesn't produce any results, I'm afraid I will curse him.

"Nine Heaven-asking Styles, One of Heaven and Earth!"

In the southeast of Central Plains, facing the attack of the man in green, Li Hongyi blocked his palm power with one palm, absorbed the opponent's true energy, and counterattacked fiercely, slashing him down with one sword, with thousands of sword energies.

"The Confucian Haoran Chapter?"

The man in green was shocked when he saw the martial arts used by the young man in front of him. He turned his palm to block one stream of true energy after another, with shock in his eyes.

The Nine Styles of Asking the Sky are exactly the martial arts in the Haoran Chapter. Could it be that the young man in red and those people in the darkness are all from the Confucian school?

"Gentleman!"

Seeing the blue-clothed man in front of him was in a state of mental fluctuation, Li Hongyi curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and passed by in an instant, coming behind the former, and broke the air with a sword, like a gentleman.