Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

Wei Hong looked back at the back mountain from time to time, frowning frequently. According to the plan, those people should have killed the Yangwei Hall long ago, beheading all the high-level Huashan, and cooperate with the Blood Tiger Army, the entire Huashan Rooster and Dog will not stay!

After that, the Sanjue Demon Sect will be charged with destroying Huashan.

And their external statement, this matter has nothing to do with their Han Dynasty, just coincide with the meeting, and compete with Huashan geniuses.

As for whether others believe it or not, it's another person's business. How many people in the world dare to question the Han court?

Is it the remaining nine major sects, or the evil forces that everyone shouts and beats like bugs?

Huashan no longer exists, no one will do their best for a sect that does not exist.

Including the always low-key sect leader, Sun Moon Palace, there is a high probability that only one or two sentences will be condemned.

On the other hand, the imperial court could have the effect of killing chickens and monkeys. Wudang, Excalibur Villa, and many unworthy small households in the Han Dynasty would naturally be honest and secretly become imperial vassals.

But now...Wei Hong became more anxious.

In the arena, Yue Ling'er became stronger as he fought, perfectly blending swordsmanship with realm, and thoroughly exerting the power of falling swordsmanship.

Liu Wushuang finally couldn't control it, the strength of the middle rank finally exploded at this moment, and his internal strength surged, smashing Yue Ling'er.

The internal strength gap between the two is too big! Just the burst of Qi Jin contains a mighty force, this is a force that breaks ten guilds! No matter how sophisticated your swordsmanship is, no matter how superb your skills are, you can't narrow the gap.

"Ling'er!" Ning Yuqiu rushed out.

Yue Qianshan scolded angrily, "His Royal Highness, you won't regret it?"

"You lost!" Yue Ling'er wiped blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head proudly, and looked at Liu Wushuang.

"My palace lost!" Liu Wushuang nodded, his eyes were a little gloomy, "My palace thought that relying on rich combat experience, keen awareness, and sword eyes, I was invincible at the same level and age... but I was wrong. Yes, it's ridiculously wrong."

"Your set of swordsmanship is very unique. It surpasses Huashan's various swordsmanship, and it is also beyond the calculations of this palace!"

"But in this battle with you, this palace has gained a lot. In the near future, this palace will master the realm of human and sword unity. By then, you will not be your own opponent!"

Liu Wushuang tried her best to suppress her anger. She originally thought that she could maintain an undefeated record, reach the peak, and catch up with the few legendary women in the Southern Territory.

Unexpectedly, he would be defeated by a girl three or four years younger than him.

In addition to the two peerless powerhouses, the ruthless palace lord and the saint of the sun and moon palace, which are the attention of the Southern Territory, there are women with higher talents than her, which makes her feel disappointed and a little jealous.

When she surrendered herself, Huashan cheered.

"Senior Sister Yue is too good!"

"Senior Sister Yue is mighty!"

The disciples' voices are like waves.

High-level officials such as Yue Qianshan walked out quickly.

"The little girl's aptitude is dull. At present, she is only a Profound Stage, and she is lucky enough to win one and a half strokes. It is because His Royal Highness has the demeanor of a benevolent person and is willing to suppress her strength and make a fair battle with Linger."

"Yes, the princess really deserves the royal status, she has the appearance of a king, I will admire it!"

Although Yue Qianshan is happy, he knows the importance, so he flattered Liu Wushuang for the first time, lest Liu Wushuang stepped on Huashan when he was furious.

Among the crowd, Lin Kun's face was gloomy, and his deliberate smile was uglier than crying.

Although he didn't fight Liu Wushuang, all his aura seemed to be snatched by Yue Linger at this moment.

Liu Wushuang's "you can't do it" seemed to be imprinted in his mind.

At this time, a dozen blood-red fireworks exploded on the distant skyline.

The joy up and down Huashan instantly turned into panic, and they all looked in the direction of the fireworks.

"Xiao Yunfeng's direction!"

"No, there are really enemies who have boarded Xiaoyunfeng."

The high-levels were pale, they still remembered the meeting arrangements some time ago, Xiao Yunfeng's sentry was just arranged randomly, after all, the Han court really didn't have to go around and sneak in.

"The second elder, the fourth elder, and the fifth elder, you lead the inner disciples to strictly guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the Cangjian Pavilion as planned, and the rest of them will follow me to Xiaoyunfeng to resist the powerful enemy!"

The sound of Yue Qianshan's internal force resonated throughout the audience.

The team was still in order and proceeded to various places.

Fengyao appeared on the roof of the main hall. How could he not pay attention to such important events? He had come near the Yangwei Hall a long time ago and witnessed the whole process. He was both surprised and surprised.

Of course, he has a solemn expression right now, "Wei Hong, Your Highness, you two should stay here. If you leave without permission, Huashan might treat you as enemies!"

How can there be such a coincidence, on the day of competition, there will be an enemy invading Huashan?

Liu Wushuang stood with his hands holding his hands, his expression calm, "Is it possible that the whole world is Wangtu, including Huashan! Where can I go to this palace? Fengyao, you are not even a heavenly rank, and you are not even qualified to call this palace!"

On one side, Wei Hong yelled, "So courageous, instead of defending against foreign enemies, you Huashan threatened the ten princesses! What is your intention!"

"Go! Go to Xiaoyunfeng immediately."

Feng Yao glanced bitterly at Wei Hong and Liu Wushuang.

He thought he could easily kill these two people, but he couldn't do it because they were backed by the huge court.

Fengyao took the lead to fly out, volleyed into the void, and his light power was extremely high~www.NovelMTL.com~ and he was out of sight in an instant.

The crowd was surging, and the team was like a dragon, rushing towards Xiaoyunfeng.

"Feng Yaobai has lived for hundreds of years, only half a step into the heavenly rank. Even if he comprehends a bit of sword intent, he is far from being an opponent of the heavenly rank." Liu Wushuang muttered to himself with a smile on his face, "Heavenly ranks deal with you," It's like a tiger entering a flock. You can't deal with the Three Demon Gates alone. You still want to treat the Blood Tiger Army as an imaginary enemy? Are you worthy?"

"Go, let's go and see."

Liu Wushuang and Wei Hong followed behind the team, but kept their distance.

When they came to the chain bridge between Chaoyang Peak and Xiaoyun Peak, the two found that the team had stopped, and Yue Qianshan and other high-level officials surrounded several disciples, as if something unexpected had happened.

What is weird is that when Yue Qianshan and Ning Yuqiu were surprised, they also revealed some surprises, and they did not feel the urgency of facing the enemy when raising the prestige hall.

The team turned back, and a large number of disciples returned, leaving only the true disciples and high-level officials, who continued to rush to Xiaoyunfeng.

"what happened……"

Liu Wushuang faintly felt uneasy.

Wei Hong's pupils shrink slightly, the situation is different!

When he came to the top of Xiaoyunfeng Mountain, the dazzling corpse had broken his arms, and the blood gathered into a pool of blood, which had not dried up yet.

The fragments of brightly colored moiré sleeves, the luminescent broken iron fan, the torn ghost mask, the two dim scarred swords... silently described the tragic situation at that time.

At this moment, the top of the mountain was silent, with only the buzzing wind.

Standing in the center of the faintly irregularly round wreckage, Feng Yao's expression was unconcealable. He closed his eyes slightly and tried his best to keep calm, deducing the situation at the time.

There is a person...Shenwei Wushuang, resisting the combined attack of the powerful enemies of the magic door, and instantly killing them with extraordinary sword energy, clean and neat!

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