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As soon as Ye Qingxuanfu made a move, he immediately killed three innate masters, and his strong strength immediately boosted the morale of the masters, three of them died, and the others were even more vulnerable, and in an instant, under the leadership of Ye Qingxuan, more than forty people were killed in the center of the street, and rushed straight towards the city gate.

The whistle sounded on the tall building in the distance, and after hearing the news, the enemy's good hands on the eaves pounced one after another and joined the battle to encircle and annihilate Ye Qingxuan's group.

Wan Guotai advanced to the rear of Ye Qingxuan's left flank at this time, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand slashed vertically and horizontally, rushing forward with great might, and the big blades flew up and down like snowflakes, which was really invincible.

His Qinglong Glaive Knife is the best at attacking fortifications, suitable for both near and far, and in hand-to-hand combat, it is simply the most ferocious weapon, compared to any single knife and long sword.

At the same time, he got the guidance of Situ Lingfeng, the knife technique was simple and unpretentious, but the seemingly simple knife technique could give birth to an incomparably tragic and fierce momentum, and the [Golden Crystal Glass Jue] in the body had been cultivated for a long time, and the internal strength was strong, endless, and there was no exhaustion.

On the other side is Jiang Shuihan, in order to provide Chu Lingxu with enough true qi before, Ye Qingxuan sucked up the six captured innate masters, so that he did not have enough true qi to transmit to Jiang Shuihan, so Jiang Shuihan's strength is still at the peak of the day after tomorrow.

However, fortunately, among the masters of the imperial court, there is the help of the "Whirlwind Stick" Chai Ming and the "Red Bronze Stick" Meng Zan, and Jiang Shuihan's ingenious mind to display the [Tianshan Folding Plum Hand] is also strong enough, under the leadership and care of Jiang Shuihan. The three of them cooperated seamlessly for a while, guarding Ye Qingxuan's right flank and making it difficult to enter. So that Ye Qingxuan did not have to worry about both sides, he swung his swordsmanship to the fullest, and forcibly killed a bloody path among the wolf-like enemies.

Other court experts, under the main attack of the "three sticks" of Huangshan and the broadsword of Dong Zhonghao's father and son, protected the lagging Zong Xuan near the lagging behind, protected the ram in the center of the team and the Huang family's daughters, covered the flank and rear of the team, and followed the team. The formation marched intact towards the gate at the eastern end of the long street.

This is also the direction of the city gate that was broken by Ye Qingxuan and others earlier.

For a moment, they rushed forward like bamboos, and their power was immeasurable, and the men and horses of the Valley of All Evils fled, and no one could stop their momentum.

Although the momentum is strong, everyone's hearts are still solemn.

Of course, they knew that the current victory was only an illusion, because the enemy was really a master. Except for the pair of unlucky Demon Star Generals and Zhong Wujian just now, none of the known Zhong Wuji, Qian Duao, Angry Toutuo, Gongsun Hong and others have not appeared, and the masters under Suzaku are by no means such a few, at least none of the seven "Twenty-Eight Constellations" under Suzaku have appeared. The enemy is calm and relaxed, and it seems even more unfathomable, and now he is only besieging them with his men, showing that he is consuming their bodies, how can he not worry people's hearts?

At this time, in addition to the vicious battle of their group, it is in the ascendant. The fighting elsewhere in the long street had turned sporadic and sparse, under the strength of the enemy. The imperial court and the Sihai Pavilion coalition army were only struggling helplessly before the entire army was destroyed.

Suzaku stood gracefully high on the eaves, flicking his fingernails, his slender eyes calmly staring at the exhibition below.

Regarding Ye Qingxuan's sudden appearance, he showed great interest, and said indifferently: "Zhong Wujian is really unlucky, I have some impressions of that little guy, it seems to be a little Taoist priest of the Kunwu faction, and the surname Ye is still something......

"Oh?" Qilin, who was lying on his back in a rocking chair with his eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "It's really him...... Hehe, Kunwu Ye Qingxuan!"

Suzaku glanced at the Qilin with interest and said, "Do you know him?"

Qilin lay back on his back in the rocking chair, remembering the long conversation with Ye Qingxuan and Feng Qingyan in the Fengxue Temple outside Yelan Mountain before, he couldn't help laughing, and said lightly: "That's a very interesting person." A friend who won't let you get bored...... Oh, if you can be friends. ”

Suzaku smiled and said, "I thought it was ...... The Holy Gate has no friends. ”

"You're with Qinglong, aren't you?"

Suzaku turned his head, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and sighed, "Are we friends......? Not even allies. ”

Kirin was silent.

Yes, how can a person in the Holy Gate have friends? What kind of friends can be regarded as complete trust, and how can a father and son trust each other in the Holy Gate, if they are still wary and suspicious of each other?

Suzaku said slowly at this time: "This Ye Qingxuan, although he is young, it is not simple, back then, it was he who caused the masters of the Demon Gate 'Demon Star' and 'Nakshatra' to suffer heavy losses, and he also directly led the master of the Zhì Sect to the Great Thunder, and would rather consume a large number of masters, but also to promote the masters of these two levels. As a result, a large number of masters are consumed...... There is no one out of ten, just one hundred and eighty innate masters, it has already made the participants not save one out of ten, and becoming the selection of the 'Twenty-eight Constellations' has caused the Holy Gate to suffer heavy losses...... Before and after, after three thousand peak masters of the day after tomorrow, in the end, it was only one hundred and thirty-six people. ”

Qilin smiled and didn't answer, of course he knew about it, and he also knew that the reserve masters who were really consumed were far more than three thousand people, his own Qilin Eight Monarchs, the twenty-two stars of the beetle snake, and even the guards of the door master......

The number of dead is only thousands.

Originally, these masters at the peak of the day after tomorrow could form an army of demons, and they could easily crush any of the "Ten Great Sects of Martial Arts", but because they were tortured and killed by Ye Qingxuan several times in a row, if the high-level of the Holy Gate was furious, they changed their previous idea of winning simply by numbers, and changed to cultivate a small number of elite masters as the ultimate goal.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan, who was struggling to kill the enemy in the field, didn't know that because of his previous actions, he forced the Demon Gate to destroy one of his own troops.

Although this army of the Demon Gate is not necessarily all the strength cultivated by the Demon Gate.

After all......

The plan of [Golden Crystal Glass Recipe] has been going on for a hundred years.

At this time, the figure flashed. A Confucian-like figure flew directly to it, but it was the right and left hand of the Qilin. "Demon Confucian" Yang Jingyuan, as soon as Yang Jingyuan appeared at this time, he took out an old yellow real bamboo book from his arms and respectfully handed it to Qilin.

"Got it!?" Qilin changed his previous decadence and snatched it up excitedly.

Yang Jingyuan nodded and said, "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

Suzaku snorted coldly on the side and said, "I don't understand your hobbies...... At such an important moment, you asked this nerd to help you get a book!?"

Kirin smiled and shook the book in his hand. He smiled and said, "This is a unique music score that disappeared five hundred years ago, how can you martial artists understand the music in it?"

"I don't understand the music score, but the martial music is interested. Pity Zhuang Wanghai of the 'Five Elements Gate', who is also the head of a big faction, but he lost his life because of this broken book, if he knew the truth, he wouldn't be able to turn a blind eye under the Nine Springs, right?"

Kirin flips through the books. While replying: "Hmph, speaking of which, this Zhuang Wanghai and Ye Qingxuan are also a little affectionate, if it weren't for their help in the Lingwu Sect, Ye Qingxuan would never have been able to just fight with Xianlong Cave and Qu Guihong...... Now Qu Guihong's reputation is imminent, and Changkong Zhaojianmen can't go back, so he can only stay and be a pawn for us. Qi Chuanxiong of the Lingwu Sect also became the pawn of the Holy Gate. For these little pawns who will work hard for the Holy Gate in the future, how can they also have some benefits, so Zhuang Wanghai, who is against them, is against our Holy Gate and should give them a ride. ”

This time. Suddenly, there was a sound of clothes breaking through the air around him, and Zhong Wuji was angry and uninvited.

Kirin snorted coldly. Looking down at the book, Zhong Wuji had no choice but to arch his hand towards Suzaku, and was about to speak, Suzaku had already said lightly: "Lord Zhong Gu came uninvited, it should be for Brother Ling's business, right?"

Zhong Wujian had just been attacked and killed by Ye Qingxuan, and his body was still hanging on the eaves and swinging from side to side.

Zhong Wuji's eyes were about to split, he nodded solemnly, and said fiercely: "That's right, please fulfill the two imperial masters!"

Suzaku waved his hand and said, "So...... Let's ask Mr. Zhong to help!"

"Thank you!"

Zhong Wuji roared and flew out directly from the roof.

More than a dozen figures downstairs flew up, two of them were the most powerful and the fastest, one of them threw Zhong Wuji's famous divine soldier "Mixed Dragon Seven Sticks" over, and was grabbed by Zhong Wuji, while the other person flew from below, a support for the soles of Zhong Wuji's feet, and the new force was regenerated, so that Zhong Wuji's leap spanned a distance of twenty zhang, and then a beam, directly facing the team of Ye Qingxuan and others.

Suzaku couldn't help but sneer on the roof of the building, and said, "Zhong Wuji, this old boy is really angry, and even the two masters in the valley, 'Bashan Double Evil' and 'Extremely Vicious Fifteen Tyrants', have also been sent out. Zhong Wuji worked so hard, that waste Zhong Wuji really didn't die in vain!"

At this time, on the roofs of the two buildings near and far, except for the unicorn who was addicted to books, the rest of the masters all showed great interest, especially the direction of the group of masters, among the more than ten characters of different shapes, there were three people who actually sat on high chairs, just like guests who came to see the big play, so they were not at ease.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan and the others had just rushed through the last human wall, and the flesh and blood were flying in front of them, and everyone was covered with bloodstains, both enemies and friends, as well as their own bloodstains.

Ye Qingxuan killed through the enemy formation, and his eyes were empty, and suddenly a shrill whistle came in the air in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw that Zhong Wuji in the distance was already carrying a goose egg thickness, and the seven-section stick of the dragon's head and dragon tail rushed towards him.

And behind him, there were more than a dozen figures flying over, and at a glance it was clear that they were all extraordinary masters, shouting arrogantly and fiercely, and they were angry for a while.

"It's Zhong Wuji!"

The ram behind him recognized the other party at a glance, and reminded Ye Qingxuan loudly, "Behind is the real master of the Ten Thousand Evil Infinite Valley, 'Bashan Double Evil' and 'Extremely Evil Fifteen Tyrants'."

When the words fell, Zhong Wuji had already fallen down the ridge first, and the street stopped in front of Ye Qingxuan and the others, his face was gloomy as water, his eyes suppressed the fury that could explode almost at any time, and he shouted coldly word by word: "'Divine Throat' ram stop!"

was blocked by the strong, Ye Qingxuan and the others immediately slowed down, and the ordinary good players who surrounded them saw their own masters appear, and they all slowly retreated and stopped fighting.

Ye Qingxuan and the others couldn't stop, and this burst of rushing to kill ordinary people consumed almost half of their bodies. If you can't rush out in one go, I'm afraid that the next two-thirds of the way will be even more difficult to get through.

So this clock Wuji stopped in the middle of the road. Ye Qingxuan and the others also rushed forward, but they were depressed, and everyone slowly adjusted their breathing and prepared to charge again.

The "Divine Throat" ram in the crowd laughed wildly and said provocatively: "Zhong Wuji, but you are here to avenge Brother Ling!?"

Trapped at the bottom of the valley for several years, the ram stopped the hatred of these court officials against the side of the Infinite Valley of All Evils, and could make the other party feel pain at any time. Even if it's not good for me, I'm willing to do one or two things.

Zhong Wuji shouted angrily: "Old ghost, hand over the person who killed my brother and leave you a whole corpse!"

"Lord Zhong Gu is really blind, aren't I right here!" Ye Qingxuan replied proudly.

"It's you!?"

Zhong Wuji crossed the "Mixed Dragon Seven Sticks" in his hand, his eyes glared, and he was about to come forward.

Suddenly, a loud shout was shouted in mid-air: "Kill chickens with a knife." Valley Lord, please hand this man over to our brothers!"

As soon as the words fell, two figures fell from the roof again, and two tall and thin middle-aged people with double hooks fell down, blocking in front of Zhong Wuji, among whom the middle-aged man with a mole on his eyebrows shouted: "Bashan Double Evil Leader Trick!"

The two figures are still on the same side of the roof. More than a dozen people had already jumped down, all of them wearing chain mail, with swords and axes at their waists, and a large shield behind them, on which were four short spears. A vicious and vicious appearance, and at the same time shouting and scolding......

"Give them to me......"

"Leave it to me!"

"Leave it to me......"

Fifteen villains in total. Howling wildly, murderous for a while.

"Idiot!" Ye Qingxuan's eyes were full of murderous energy, gathering momentum, ready to charge.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan's side kept walking towards this side, and the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred steps.

Zhong Wuji said solemnly: "Stop the ram, you have fallen into a siege today, if you want to resist, it is tantamount to blocking the car with your mantis arm, and immediately throw down your weapons and surrender all of them, the Holy Gate has always loved talents, or can forgive your sins, I can also not hold you accountable for killing my brother Zhong Wuji." ”

The great evil monster in Bashan's twin evils laughed: "Otherwise, it's just the 'Extremely Vicious Fifteen Tyrants' behind you, and it will be enough for you to bear." ”

And the two evils of Bashan's twin evils are also hehe sneered: "You outstanding disciples in the righteous path sect, compared to them, they are just little children playing with mud!"

The Valley of Ten Thousand Evils is a gathering of desperate wicked people from all over the world, everyone in the valley is strong, they take pleasure in killing, and they have always looked down on the weakness of the disciples of other sects, and the ten major sects and the masters of Heaven are just tricks for them to blow sticks to each other in the martial arts.

Therefore, as soon as they heard that they were going to kill the ram, they took over the first formation, especially Zhong Wujian, who had broken his arm due to dereliction of duty.

How do you know that Zhong Wujian wasted the martial arts of the innate master in vain, and he couldn't even stop a move from others, so he returned to heaven, making them feel very disgraced, and they couldn't help but be fierce, and rushed up to kill them frantically, hoping to fight and establish their prestige, so as to revitalize the prestige of the Valley of All Evils.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan and the others had already reached a distance of about fifty steps from the other party.

Zhong Wuji shouted: "Obsessed!"

"Good dogs don't get in the way!" Ye Qingxuan suddenly added and rushed straight over.

Zhong Wuji and the others had a murderous aura that was almost equal to exploding at the same time......

"Shame on me!Kill me!" Zhong Wuji gave an order, and the "Extremely Vicious Fifteen Tyrants" immediately held the big shield in their hands as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and immediately rushed over to kill.

What is unexpected is that when the originally chaotic fifteen bullies rushed over, their movements instantly became uniform, like the tightest parts in the world, and they cooperated tacitly.

Among them, the current five people rushed forward, and the other ten people were also divided into two teams of five people on the left and right, killing from the periphery on both sides, and fifteen people were like a bucket, covering Ye Qingxuan and the others.

This so-called "Extremely Vicious Fifteen Tyrants" said that Potian is just a master at the peak of the day after tomorrow, even if he has something extraordinary, he is not seen by Ye Qingxuan, and he really doesn't understand where the people in this Ten Thousand Evil Infinite Valley come from such a self-confidence.

Ye Qingxuan was like an arrow off the string, leaving aside the brigade and taking the lead in contacting the enemy.

In the eyes of the enemy, it was as stupid as throwing himself into a net, but Ye Qingxuan had the idea of poking a hole in the bottom of the bucket, and the two sides suddenly came into contact with each other.

Whoa, whoa—

The five masters at the bottom of the bucket on the front threw the spears in their hands at the same time, with a thunderous sound, and the strength was extremely powerful.

At the same time, five people on the left and right also threw ten short spears each, which seemed to have no accuracy, but in fact, they took all the empty seats near Ye Qingxuan, sealing all of Ye Qingxuan's dodge and retreat routes, which was extremely powerful.

Not only was Ye Qingxuan's party and others shocked and inexplicable, Huang Xiu'e even exclaimed in surprise, and even Suzaku and the others who were watching the battle couldn't help but be amazed, they couldn't imagine that this "Extremely Vicious Fifteen Tyrants" had been trained by Zhong Wuji so cleverly, and the original rabble had become so well-trained and proficient in group warfare.

After fifteen throwing spears roared out, the fifteen wicked men flew out with a burst of throwing spears, so after four rounds, the spears in their hands flew out, and they immediately held shields and axes, looking like attacking the fortifications, and the momentum was extremely fierce. They were prepared that Ye Qingxuan could block this group of throwing spears, so they immediately fought in close quarters and launched a fierce attack with a big axe.

Originally, they were on good terms, this Ye Qingxuan had to resist or retreat in the face of such a fierce long-range attack, but he didn't expect that Ye Qingxuan was indifferent to the spear throwing, and rushed straight into the attack range with the most powerful spear throwing.

When Zhong Wuji and the others were shocked, the blue and purple light in front of them shone brightly, Ye Qingxuan let out a long laugh, and a mysterious nebula appeared in his hand, dingding......

Ye Qingxuan's momentum of rushing forward remained unchanged, the long sword in his hand continued to burst into sparks in the nebula, and after the flying spear shot into the clouds, a bright spot flashed, and it immediately rebounded back, almost doubling its power, and squeezing towards the original neat formation of the fifteen tyrants.