To say that He Wuping's biggest scruple is that in the past year, his master Dong Ningyang and his uncle Zhang Ziyang, who is sitting in the courtyard of the Beijing Master, are both on the verge of breaking through because of the cultivation of their own stunt "Yin Fu True Scripture".

Outsiders only know that the nine sons of Jiuyang are in retreat, so naturally they rarely know their realm. As the successor of the new generation under the nine sons, He Wuping naturally shoulders more responsibilities. As for the ninth son's cultivation, he naturally won't pay attention to these worldly things.

The No. 1 faction in the Central Plains, which originally had extreme self-confidence, first suffered from the crisis of the ancestral court. Now that the emperor has died, I thought that I could breathe a sigh of relief, but I didn't expect that something would happen to the Jiuyang faction!

He Wuping didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing, and the Jiuyang faction would encounter this kind of thing!

This can be said to be the first time that this kind of thing has been encountered since the creation of the Jiuyang Sect.

Looking at Fu Zhaozhi, who was sitting on the horse with a resolute face, calmly and naturally giving orders, He Wuping knew that there was no more maneuver. Faced with this biggest crisis, he could only look at the senior brothers around him, as well as the senior brother surnamed Zhi who was desperately trying to attack Fu Zhaozhi, who was jumping up and down.

Originally, I thought that I was about to take off in the Jiuyang Sect, but I didn't expect to receive instructions from the elders in the sect, so I knew that the sect was about to suffer the biggest crisis in the Central Plains.

Not to mention He Wuping's mood at this time, he saw that the soldiers here had already surrounded the gate of the Jiuyang Palace of the Jiuyang Sect. And the beard surnamed Qu, who had been tossing in the air, had a smug smile in his eyes.

It seemed that he was doing his best, fighting with the guards around Fu Zhaoju. After all, the guards around Fu Zhaozhi are all elites that Fu Yanqing has cultivated over the years. Although they can't be compared with the masters on the rivers and lakes, they can all be said to have experienced bloody battles.

This Taoist priest surnamed Zhi is obviously not weak, because he is a real innate master. Even in the face of these attacks, especially the melee attacks of the three people, it is obvious that they are somewhat at ease.

Others can't see the Tao, after all, this battle is full of tricks and looks gorgeous and beautiful. In fact, he is all clever tricks, the sword in his hand and the move under his feet are often on the spot.

Clear-sighted people can see that this is obviously just the right trick. He made a dramatic move, as if he hoped that Fu Zhaozhi would attack the Jiuyang faction. The sword in his hand kept borrowing force, and when it came into contact with the other party, it touched and then swung away.

At this time, He Wuping has been flawless since ancient times, so he naturally can't think of the idea of this brother surnamed Zhishi. Of course, he has no worries about this senior brother, because he knows that this senior brother is a leading art investment teacher, and he is known as Xiaoba Daozhi without a trace in the rivers and lakes that day, and his skills must be stronger than ordinary junior brothers.

It is said that he and another left-handed knife were injured at the same time when they entered the door, and the two were once friends, offending a big man in the rivers and lakes. But I don't know why I later joined the master and revised the "Jiuyang Sword Technique" of the Jiuyang School.

This method and comprehension of the plant without a trace are extremely strong, and he soon stood out in the door, and now he is the best among the three generations of disciples.

When there is a war in this world, it can often be triggered by a small thing!

And one decision for some people can affect the life of a group of people! It seems that Qu Wuxi's behavior at this moment is affecting the disciples here of the Jiuyang Sect.

Looking at the soldiers who came over like a tide, people were neighing, and He Wuping suddenly felt that his head was blank. Even though I saw the sight with my own eyes, it was as if I had completely forgotten what to do.

At this time, he knew that he had failed in his first step, and in the face of the will of the court, and even if he didn't know if it was the real will, he knew that he didn't have time to deal with the other party. Knowing that this move actually had nothing to do with his decision, but at the moment it was already a little difficult for him to let go of it.

In the courtyard of the Jiuyang faction, there is a Jiuyang Palace that is second only to the height of the imperial palace.

This completely Taoist style building was once an icon of the city of Tokyo. But at the moment, it was quiet, facing the noise outside.

And on the roof of the highest Zhenguan in this Jiuyang Palace, two people were standing with their hands in their hands, quietly watching everything that happened on the wind and rain bridge outside.

A man with a slashed face and a calm demeanor, dressed in a linen robe, his bare head shining a little in the sun. And because of this cleanliness, it makes him look full of holiness. He looked no more than thirty years old, but those eyes full of calm made people feel his practice.

Next to him was a person with the same elegant temperament, standing between his hands and fluttering clothes, like a fairy who had drifted out of the dust. Although neither of them spoke, he looked clumsy with a hint of fairy wind bones, and his age made people seem to be unable to accurately describe it.

Because he doesn't look more than fifty years old, but because his eyes make people look young. Looking at the eyes young and bright, but it seems to be full of the vicissitudes of the world. This is really a miraculous person, but he is also a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe.

His dark and bright eyes, though not emotional, were as sharp as an eagle when they looked closely. Of course, because there was a monk standing next to him, there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

Both of them looked at the side of the wind and rain bridge, and seemed to have some unexpected feelings about the melee that happened in this instant. In the face of the action that was tense at this time, there seemed to be no surprise in his expression.

Because of the reaction of these soldiers, it was obvious that they didn't want to be good, and in the courtyard of the Jiuyang Sect, a large number of disciples of the Jiuyang Sect who had not evacuated suddenly poured out, and they obviously wanted to join this war with a huge disparity in numbers.

But when they saw the black pressure rushing over, the soldiers who were neighing and the horses, and many disciples who insisted on holding swords, couldn't help but change their faces. This is Jingshi, not a wilderness place. In the event of a war here, the Ma army may not be able to take advantage, but the Ma army's crossbow is a sharp weapon.

"When a real person sees this scene, he thinks in his heart!" This monk with a calm face, speaking lightly, and revealing a rare elegance, seemed to feel that the actions in front of him were just a game in front of him.

He didn't look at the Taoist priest next to him, but his eyes looked at the battle on the side of the wind and rain bridge: "It is said that the purging of Zhaozhou that day is almost the same as today's action, Guo Rong is really not a good person!" ”

Seeing that because of the declaration of war, the five hundred elite horsemen ordered by Fu Zhaozhi rushed directly towards the gate of Jiuyang Palace. Originally, it was less than 200 meters away, and there was no need to run the horse to ride the reins. But the sound of the hooves of the horses running together seemed to shake the ground.