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"In the past, it was true that there was no grudge or hatred, but just a year ago, my junior brother Luo Lou was killed at the hands of your martial arts disciple in the Beichuan Ice Domain, how can I get this account?"

Lu Qian's eyes were glowing with a hint of coldness, and the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect behind him were also angry.

Luo Lou was killed?

Wang Li and Chi Qianying couldn't help but glance at each other.

To say that Na Luo Lou is also a little famous, among the many disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, quite stylish, I didn't expect to die more than a year ago, and the other party also said that it was killed by the people of the Martial Sect, which is even more puzzling.

"What can prove that it was my Martial Sect's people who killed Luo Lou?"

Wang Li replied coldly.

"Hmph, when I was in the Beichuan Ice Domain, the stinky girl of the 'Flower Snake' of the Phantom Feather Hall was also there, and she told me personally that Senior Brother Luo Lou died under Wuzong's 'Beichen Decision'......"

Beichen Decision?

As soon as they heard this, the eyes of Wang Li, Chi Qianying and the others all looked at Wu Yan on the side.

Even Wu Yan himself was stunned.

He stepped forward and asked puzzledly, "In the entire Martial Sect, only me and Senior Sister Ye Yao have learned the 'Beichen Decision', but we have never left the Martial Sect before this, let alone the so-called Beichuan Ice Domain. ”

"Qubble!" Lu Qian's eyes turned cold.

"Hmph, I, Wu Yan, do things, dare to do things, I have never participated in the killing of Luo Lou, how can it be said that it is a quibble? You are afraid that you have been tricked by others and you don't know, right?"

"Whether I was tricked or not, I know for myself...... Let me ask again, did you kill Senior Brother Luo Lou?"

The invisible powerful momentum emanated from Lu Qian's body, and the surrounding airflow became noisy and uneasy.

Wu Yan frowned slightly, and shouted in a deep voice, "No!"

"...... Uproar"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic sword momentum erupted from Lu Qian's body, and with a heavy power trill, a thick and blunt bladeless heavy sword appeared in the opponent's palm.

The heavy sword lingered around the majestic golden mang, swinging horizontally towards Wu Yan's head.

Wu Yan's pupils shrank faintly, but he stood in place impartially.

"Buzz ......"

A strong wave of qi rippled in the air, and the bladeless heavy sword in Lu Qian's hand actually stopped at a distance of about a finger's width from Wu Yan's head.

Although this sword was not swung down, the momentum on Wu Yan's body was completely suppressed.

All the disciples of the Martial Sect looked angry, and they almost wanted to draw their swords and rise.

......

Looking at Wu Yan with a calm expression, Lu Qian's face showed a contemptuous smile.

"It's a bit bold, but it's a pity that the strength is not good...... I believe now that you didn't kill Luo Lou, because with your cultivation, you don't have that ability at all......"

Taunt!

A sarcasm that is more disdainful than frustrating the other party.

Wu Yanqiang endured the anger rising in his heart, and shouted in a deep voice word by word, "Now please leave here......

"Hahahaha. Lu Qian laughed wildly, "Wu Zong is really not as good as a year, it seems that except for Qiu Xingyi, everything else is waste, and this holy war conscription, there are many cannon fodder......

With that, he waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

All the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect returned home in a smug ridicule.

The many Martial Sect disciples behind him gritted their teeth angrily.

There were even a few enthusiastic disciples who wanted to draw their swords to block the way, but they were stopped by Wang Li.

"Stand down!"

"Senior Brother Wang Li, these bastards are simply too deceitful, so we can endure it?"

Wang Li's eyes were also surging with a hint of coldness.

"Senior Brother Qiu is not here, let's not act rashly. ”

"But?"

"Stand down!"

......

Although everyone's heart was full of fire, they could only swallow this breath first.

The conscription for the Holy War has not yet begun, and there are more or less many concerns about any sect force, and the concerns of the Martial Sect are even more numerous than those of other sects.

......

"Hahahaha, a bunch of useless people!"

"It's just a waste of our time. ”

......

The group of people from the Imperial Sword Gate scolded as they walked, and they took advantage of it, and they were particularly proud this time.

Just as they had just walked out of the gate of the Ninety-Three Mansions, they were also greeted by several young figures.

One of them happened to be blocking the path of a certain Edgeworth disciple.

The latter pulled his throat and raised his hand to lift it with a palm.

"Where's the dog, get out of the way......"

But his palm had not yet fallen, and his entire arm was directly still in mid-air.

"You ......"

The man's heart was shocked, and he saw that his wrist was firmly clasped in front of him by the other party's palm.

In particular, the opponent's strength is like an unshakable iron pincer, making it unable to move.

"Get out of my way!"

In his anger, the man's other hand raised again, and he wanted to slap it at the other person's door.

But in the next moment, a pair of indifferent eyes immediately entered the other party's pupils.

And, as soon as he came into contact with that indifferent gaze, the heart of the disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect suddenly trembled, as if he saw the shadow of death that went straight into the depths of his soul.

His face turned pale as if he had been terrified like he had never experienced before.

......

"Friend, look at the road in the future!" A light voice spat out from Chu Zhen's mouth, and then he let go of his opponent's arm, and then entered the Ninety-Three Mansion with Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang and the others behind him.

When he entered the door, he happened to pass by Lu Qian.

The corners of the eyes of the two intertwined, and the air was filled with invisible waves.

......

After a fleeting surprise, Lu Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, looked sideways at Chu Zhen's back, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling with disdain.

And the disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect just now was stunned in place.

"What's wrong with you?" someone next to him asked.

"No, I don't know, I feel like I just died. ”

"Cut, it's really funny, just this group of waste materials from the Martial Sect can scare you like this?"

"Let's go, he's acting!"

......

Regarding what happened to that person just now, the other people around him didn't think so, and they all felt that the other party deliberately acted so exaggerated.

Unbeknownst to him, the back of the other party's back was already soaked in cold sweat.

......

......

"Everyone's here?"

Back in Chu Zhen in the courtyard, Zhao Qingyi and the others were a little surprised by all the martial arts people standing in the courtyard.

"What's the matter? Everyone has such a grim expression, who are those people just now?"

Zhao Qingyi asked.

Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head.

"The ...... of Edgeworth's Gate"

Edgeworth?

Several people were obviously stunned.

"What are they doing here?" Ye Yao asked puzzled.

Wu Yan still shook his head, and immediately briefly told the story.

Ye Yao couldn't help but sneer back after hearing this.

"It's purely here to find trouble, right? The entire Martial Sect is just me and Senior Brother Wu Yan, you will 'Beichen Duel', if their people die at the hands of 'Beichen Duel', it will be strange!"

"I also said that they were vexatious, but from Lu Qian's appearance, it didn't seem like they were lying. ”

Wu Yan didn't know what he meant.

However, Long Xuanshuang on the side was thoughtful.

She glanced at Chu Zhen beside her, and her phoenix eyes were slightly complicated.

Others may not know it, but she knows very well that she saw it with her own eyes.

Chu Zhen didn't say much, and there was a hint of deep meaning between his eyebrows.

......

Night!

A bright moon quietly hung on the branches.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the day, the night of Wanzhong City is also brilliant and prosperous.

However, the disciples of the Martial Sect were a little difficult in this sleepless night.

On the first day he came to Wanzhong City, he was bullied by the people from the Imperial Sword Gate, and he lost face, and even his confidence was hit.

Wu Zong, who was already under a lot of pressure, only felt that the road ahead was slim this time.

......

Under the moonlight-stained gazebo, a young figure drank and got drunk alone.

Most of them are also the only people who don't feel sad because they are being bullied at the door, and their worries come from elsewhere.

......

At the same time.

In a magnificent palace courtyard in the city of ten thousand bells.

The candlelight illuminates a modest room.

At the table, a delicate figure sat on a chair, and in front of her lay a needlework basket, delicate needlework between her slender and white fingers as light and dexterous as a fish swimming in water......

The golden candlelight shines on her Lingxiu side face, which is particularly handsome, beautiful, and beautiful.

"Click......"

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a heroic young figure walked in.

The woman's beautiful eyes were raised slightly, and a shallow smile of pity appeared in her eyes.

"It's back......"

Seeing that the other party was fiddling with some needlework again, the man seemed a little helpless.

"I said, sister, can you not sew clothes for me again? It's a princess and regent of the former dynasty, doing some rough work done by subordinates......"