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Suddenly, a housekeeper from the Jiangnan Mansion hurried to the outer courtyard of the Xingzhu Pavilion. Mu Xingying only glanced at it and understood it.

Jing Linsheng naturally caught sight of his expression, "It seems that Master Fushi still has important matters to deal with."

"If that's the case, then the master of the palace will not send it away." Mu Xingying still spoke coldly, and raised the blue fan in his hand.

Jing Linsheng smiled lightly, "Your Majesty, you are being polite, so Jing will leave."

"Ha." Mu Xingying smiled coldly, "Have you ever been polite, Master?"

After Jing Linsheng left, Mu Xingying's face darkened, and he turned to look at the stream outside the pavilion, "Speak."

"Ye Fengting suddenly appeared in Quanzhou, attacked our Quanzhou branch, and rescued Shen Yan who was detained there. The nearby commanders of Zhangzhou, Fuzhou, and Tingzhou also betrayed us and responded to Ye Fengting. The main force of the pavilion went to fight." The steward narrated.

"Impossible." Mu Xingying recited these three words heavily, "Also, who let Jing Wuxia go? How could she be competent."

The figure in the purple robe and golden thread walked into the courtyard. It was the current owner of Jiangyue, Mu Chengan, "I let her go."

"You, suzerain." A hint of doubt flashed in Mu Xingying's cold and sharp eyes, but when he touched Mu Chengan's expression, he vaguely guessed the reason.

"The incident has happened."

"Sure enough, I guessed it right. All Xuezong disciples have been wiped out." Yan Lingxi grinned cunningly, "At first I was worried about whether Liang Shisan was hiding his strength, but now it seems..."

A cloud of suspicion flashed in Ning Jingyuan's eyes, "Lingxi, what do you mean by that?"

"Do you know why I chose to be here?" Yan Lingxi shook the folding fan in his hand.

The silver long sword behind Ning Jingyuan trembled slightly as if feeling the murderous aura, "Choose here, what are you doing?"

"Kill you." It wasn't Yan Lingxi who spoke, but Cheng Tianya who was at the side. "Even if my body is poisoned by fire, the coldness of the white bamboo forest is enough to suppress it."

"The Yan family has always had only one goal, and that is to become the No. 1 family in the world."

Outside the city of Quanzhou, only the sound of horseshoes was heard as dense as the rain, and Jiangyuelou's men and horses in purple clothes came in a hurry.

Above the city wall of Quanzhou, a swordsman in red is holding a red bamboo flute, and the melodious sound of the flute is not covered by the dense hoofbeats.

Seeing this, the woman in white at the forefront of the Jiangyuelou team jumped up without hesitation, tapped the saddle with her toes, and unsheathed the long sword in her hand. The point of the sword was the flute player in the city.

The red-clothed swordsman slowly put away the bamboo flute, holding the black sword in his right hand, his whole body condensed with sword intent.

"Ten victorious swords, the third is to deter the eight wildernesses!"

Eight strands of gray sword energy whizzed out, Jing Wuxia swirled her sword to block each other, the white skirt was still cut into several threads by the sword energy, the snow-white figure turned around and stood on the horse, with solemn willow eyebrows, "Ye Fengting, you really are not dead. "

On the top of Goddess Peak, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and the reforged long sword in Cheng Tianya's hand was still shining brightly.

"Really, I'm not dead yet." Li Qingzhou waved his blue long sleeves, and a gust of sword wind brushed over the black carriage. "Whoosh" Han Yuqin flew out and fell firmly into his hands. "Two vs. one, the big Tianya can't stand alone, what chance do you have of winning?"

Hearing this, Cheng Tianya raised his sword eyebrows, and the killing intent and sword intent surrounding his tall, dark body instantly merged, as if they were about to erupt in the next moment.

Ning Jingyuan was about to let go, but his eyes were still full of doubts, "Lingxi, if the Yan Family really wanted to become the No. 1 sect in the world, why did they choose this time? Aren't we friends who have come through weal and woe together?"

"Well, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests, isn't there?" Yan Lingxi smiled coldly.

But Tranquility could clearly see a trace of helplessness in his eyes, "What was written on that black jade order?"

"As expected, you guessed it." Yan Lingxi sighed slightly, and then his eyes became decisive, "Now the main forces of the three sects of the Xuan sect of Yunxuanmen are concentrated in Jiangnan, and the Jianshi faction and Jiangnan Dacang can still fight with one of them with all their strength. , then in the face of the Yunxuan Sect with only two sects left in the Yunbu, the Yan family has enough opportunities. The Black Jade Order is for me to be responsible for solving you and Li Qingzhou."

Tranquility frowned for a moment, and felt that something was wrong, "Yunxuanmen is the largest sect in the world, and Qingzhou and I are neither the main force nor the trump card. Then, the rest of the Yan family have already acted, right? Besides, even if the other sects of the alliance If you are convinced of Yunxuanmen, you may not be convinced of your Yan family."

"The eleven sects of the Alliance, except the Loulan Sword Society of the Western Regions, Bashu Shenjianmen, Jianghuai School of Huainan Road, and Zhongfeng School of Shannan Road, the rest of the Suiren School, Beifeng School, Zilin School, Qichi School, Huayu School, etc. Both Pai and Hu Ge Sect are in the Central Plains. Do you think that the Yan family has been in the Central Plains for so many years, did they not do something for this grand plan?" Yan Lingxi waved his folding fan, "Yan Lingjiang, the sixth young master of the Yan family, is in charge of the Suiran Sect; The seventh young master of the Yan family, Yan Linghuai, is in charge of the Zilin sect; the eighth young master of the Yan family, Yan Lingcang, is in charge of the Qichi sect. Jingyuan, your master should have told you a lot about other sects, and you can guess who they are Is it?"

Ning Jingyuan thought for a while, and the shock spread on his face little by little, "The deputy head of the Suiran faction, Jiang Izuyun. The left elder of the Zilin faction, Chu Huaisheng. The swordsman of the Qichi faction, Shu Lan Cang. These three factions are indeed the closest to Yan’s family in Qinzhou, but have you ever thought that once they confront Yunxuanmen, the Beifeng faction, Loulan Sword Society, Huayu faction, and Hugemen from the north will go south at the same time, fighting against Yunxuanmen? How much chance do you have of winning the Yunxuan sect's cloud department attacking the Yan family?"

"Oh." Yan Lingxi felt Ning Jingyuan's gradually tit-for-tat words, but responded leisurely, "Then, if you look back and think about it, what is the purpose of the Jiangzhou Bureau?"

"Leader." Mu Baili came to the Tiandu River, and the three disciples of Yunxuanmen Xuanbu Yezong, Yanzong, and Lieshanzong gathered together. The black and red attires were like red clouds and black clouds, caged by the turbulent river. "According to the letter sent by Liang Shisan, it is confirmed that the disaster that year was caused by Dacang in the south of the Yangtze River."

Through the tiny window gap, Qing Ruoxiao, who was lying in the black-gold and silver-threaded carriage, was faintly seen, her neck vibrated slightly, and she nodded slightly.

On the other side of the Tiandu River, the red embroidered with the pattern of the three-star Jiangyuetian fluttered, and the members of the left and right sides of the Jiangnan Mansion in crimson clothes also gathered together, the sun was shining brightly, and the shadows of swords were moving.

"The smog in Beishan is beginning to disappear, and the frosty moon in Nanjin is just dark. The compound building opens to Pu, and the autumn wind and moon come across the river."

The expensively decorated canopy carriage drove out from the Jiangnan queue. There were two people standing on the carriage, one with a purple cloak inlaid with gold silk, and the other with a green robe embroidered with flying stars.

When the gentle east wind came, Mu Baili's pitch-black robe shook slightly, and a pair of deep eyes stared at the two people on the other side of the car.

I only heard a low but majestic voice coming from the black gold and silver threaded carriage in the three sects of Xuanbu, "The origin of holiness is in line with the way of heaven, and the talisman is here to patrol at the right time. Send sages one by one, as if I want to go deep and visit the hidden world."

As soon as the quatrains were over, the beaded curtain in front of the car suddenly rolled up and fell down, and the black and white figure flew up into the sky, like a black feather and white phoenix ascending to the sky, passing over the Yunxuanmen formation.

What followed was the howling sword energy, which caused the waves on the Tiandu River to be reversed due to the east wind.

"Hmph." Standing in the canopy, Mu Xingying snorted coldly. With a flick of her green robe, she also turned into Qingping and rose with the wind.

It's just that compared to Qing Ruoxiao, Mu Xingying's figure is slightly lower by a foot or two.

Whether it was the banners of Yunxuanmen or Jiangnan mansion, they all made more violent trembling sounds when the two passed through the air respectively.

A hundred steps to the east of Wujin's chariot and Huagai's chariot is a stone bridge over the Tiandu River.

Qing Ruoxiao and Mu Xingying leaped a hundred steps silently and landed on the north and south ends of the stone bridge facing each other.

Wearing a white shirt inside, a mysterious cloak outside, and a purple sword worn around her waist, Qing Ruoxiao exuded an awe-inspiring kingly air all over her body.

With the blue fan in hand, the blue clothes on his body, and the blue cloak embroidered with the map of the galaxy fluttering in the wind, Mu Xingying looked like a sage in the bamboo forest.

Qing Ruoxiao's eyes are more majestic and less fierce.

Mu Xingying's eyes were more piercing and less domineering.

Qing Ruoxiao spoke slowly, but hit the point straight, "Jiang Yuelou, surrender or not, fight or not?"

The green bamboo fan was half opened, and Mu Xingying's slender eyebrows were solemn, "Jiangyuelou, neither surrender nor fight."

As soon as these words came out, Qing Ruoxiao frowned, and the air around her suddenly transformed into Ling Ran's sword intent, and rushed forward. "Mu Xingying, what do you mean?"

The members of both sides closest to the stone bridge only felt a sudden tightness in their chests and a dull pain in their ears.

"Leader, if you stay here for a moment longer, you will be farther away from the world of Yunxuanmen. At this moment, Jiang Yuelou is not the opponent of Yunxuanmen, nor will it be the opponent of Yunxuanmen." Mu Xingying general The green fan was fully opened, and the eyes became clearer and sharper.

Suddenly, the urgent sound of horseshoes broke into the oppressive Tiandu Riverside, Qing Ruoxiao just looked sideways, but the incoming Mo Ju immediately stopped and kept silent.

On the saddle, Yunxuanmen Disciples reported, "Leader, Yan Linghai, the second young master of the Yan family, put Yan Linghai under house arrest, and cooperated with the Suiran, Zilin, and Qichi factions to rebel, and gathered people to appear three hundred miles to the northeast of Tianmen Mountain. "

"What? How is it possible! Why are the Beifeng faction, Loulan Sword Society, Huayu faction, and Hugemen not moving?" Mu Baili asked loudly when he heard the news.

Qing Ruoxiao opened and closed her eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Baili, do as you ordered." After speaking, she threw out a gray token, bursting out with sword energy in her palm, and quickly carved a few lines of small characters on the token.

After Mu Baili took the token, he understood and left Tiandu River without saying a word.

"Small tricks and cleverness are useless in front of us." Qing Ruoxiao once again met Mu Xingying's eyes, and the latter, who had always been indifferent to things, felt a chill down his spine for the first time. "Jiangyue Tower must be destroyed."

As soon as Qing Ruoxiao said this, Mu Xingying instantly knew that there was no room left, she raised the bamboo fan with her right hand, and the dark blue mantra culture became sword energy and drifted away.

"The third of the Moon Sword, Shadow Thunder."

Qing Ruoxiao twirled her right fingertips, and the purple sword at her waist spit out letters like a spirit snake. When it was unsheathed, it pierced the sky with the sound of the sword.

"Sword One, Liu Guang."

"Boom!" Mu Xingying took a few steps back, but Qing Ruoxiao didn't change her face, swung her sword to shake off the scattered sword energy, and shouted at the same time, "Xuanzong's three divisions, attack!"

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Starting from this chapter, the rhythm suddenly became faster, no need to guess, it was the author who cut the line 233333