"Then you can take Quilong and Qiuyue for a walk." The waning moon pushes the boat down the river.

It was not only the Xiaoyue Sect that had a sleepless night, the lights in the courtyard of the East Chamber, which was separated by a lush tree two hundred steps away, still had not been extinguished, Chu Tianya was pacing back and forth in the main house, knocking knock, a knock on the door came, 'Please come in' Chu Tianya said lightly. Ziga, the door opened, and the bewitching figure of Ye Xiang'er appeared outside the gate, and the rich fragrance had drifted into the house with the wind before the person entered.

Chu Tianya still had that indifferent expression, turned his head sideways and turned his back to the door, squeaked, the door closed, and a small footstep sounded into the room, followed by the nong voice Wu Yu who could be soft to the bones:

"Holy Envoy Chu, don't you welcome the little girl!"

"Hmph, you're all in, what's not to welcome!" Chu Tianya still turned his back to him.

Rustling, Ye Xiang'er actually walked around him for most of the circle, and finally stood in front of him and looked up at him, with a delicate face like a flower, black eyes with flowing eyes, and a rich fragrance rushing towards him, he did not shy away from being alone in the same room at all, but Chu Tianya's forehead frowned slightly.

"Holy Envoy Chu, the little woman came to visit late at night, but she came to talk about business." Ye Xiang'er smiled.

"Why didn't the Kupang Holy Envoy come?" Chu Tianya.

"The ancient saint envoy is not good at words, are you willing to talk to him!" Ye Xiang'er pursed the corners of her lips, deliberately looking angry, a little playful in her mature and enchanting charm.

"But can you represent the Ancient Saint Envoy!" Chu Tianya was still so cold, and after speaking, he suddenly smiled as if he thought of something again: "I remember, in front of your emperor, your status is much higher than that of the ancient holy envoy." ”

The big watery eyes suddenly turned as cold as ice, and the air stopped inexplicably. Facing the cold light in his eyes, Chu Tianya was still as calm as a mountain, and he didn't shy away from it at all. At this moment, Chu Tianya seemed to have forgotten what it meant to escape.

"Say goodbye to the 'Strait of Death'. The words of the Holy Envoy of Chu became sharper and sharper. ”

Ye Xiang'er said coldly, as cold as that cold eye, turned her head and walked out of the door, walked to the door and turned her head:

"The Ancient Holy Envoy asked me to convey to the Holy Envoy of Chu, we don't believe everything Zuo Mu said at all, we will take action tonight, maybe the Xiaoyue Sect on the other side has already taken action."

After speaking, he strode out of the house and never looked back, Ye Xiang'er just walked out of the side room, still wearing a mask, and walked in front of Chu Tianya and bowed respectfully:

"Holy Messenger, are we going to act too?"

"No, I don't. Someone has already gone. "Chu Tianya.

"Who?" The dark cultivator looked stunned.

"Three generations of 'hot' Xiangsi Feiyu."

"When did he come!" The secret cultivator was even more confused, but the holy envoy had no choice but to retreat when he said so.

The cold wind howled between his eyes, and the two figures sneaked in the night, the fortress-like pavilions in the main altar of the Mingfeng Sect crisscrossed the huge figures, so far away that the darkness could not see the edge, the handsome young man pulled the petite night walker to hide in a dark building, looking at the depths of the darkness, it seemed that he was looking for something, and the defense of the main altar tonight did not seem to be tight at all, and he had not seen a patrolling monk for a long time.

"Brother Xingchen, why are you here?" The petite figure behind him asked weakly, but it was a light daughter's voice.

"My sister told me to protect you." Xiang Si Feiyu said lightly and did not look back.

"Oh," the figure behind him muttered, a warm and a little ashamed in his heart. Because the bastard named Dole was faintly jealous of Merlin.

"So what do we do now?" There was another faint inquiry behind him.

"I don't know. The only way to do this is to get a monk and ask him first. Xiang Si Feiyu shook his head.

"I'll just say, this Dol brother is like a fairy, he didn't enter the gate of the Mingfeng Sect for a day, and he was able to break into the top eight of the Middle Cultivation Competition, it turned out that he was holding a magic crystal."

"You said that it was a magic crystal, so you should use magic skills, but this little brother has never used magic skills at all. This kid is very clever, and his cultivation is not bad, why do you have to pick up that magic crystal and go to this troubled water, now it's good to make the five major sects all over the world arrest people, I estimate that the demon sect will not let him go, and become a public enemy of the whole people. ”

"Hey, our Mingfeng Sect is also implicated."

The two Mingfeng Sect monks shook their heads and sighed and walked from a distance in the darkness, one in the middle cultivation and the other in the loose cultivation, it was actually the life and death brothers that Doer met in the Holy Ancient Battlefield, Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wuving, after a year, Zhou Shentong had advanced to the position of middle cultivation, and Zhen Wuvin was still the life of the loose cultivator. The two of them staggered and routinely patrolled, but they never thought that someone would dare to break into the Mingfeng Sect General Altar.

Whoosh, a handsome figure flew out of the sky like lightning, and in an instant it reached the top of the two heads, and the whirlwind leg in the air half-turned and quickly pressed towards the top of Zhen Wuyi's head. The two of them felt the fierce wind on the top of their heads, Zhen Wushu protected his head with both hands in a hurry, and bang, the figure was kicked out by the iron leg and fell to the ground. The opponent attacked Zhen Invincible first, although the opponent was as fast as lightning, but it was slow, at this moment, Zhou Shentong instantly fought back, clenched into a fist with one hand and smashed into the figure above his head, and the rotating figure kicked Zhen Invincible's body and kept spinning all the time, and the fist that had already been clenched crashed into the heavy punch that was smashed.

Bang, the strength of the other party's strength Zhou Shentong rubbed his hind legs, but it was also the cultivation of the fourfold realm of middle cultivation, and the 'wind sword' was already in his hand in the retreat, and his feet just landed on the ground, and his body was like a swift wind flying away along the howling wind. The speed of the opponent's attack did not give him a chance to breathe at all, Zhou Shentong simply stepped and completely condensed his mana, and the opponent had already arrived in front of him, and stabbed with a sword in the same hurry.

The flying figure spun abruptly in front of the stabbing sword, and the figure actually rotated behind him, Xiangsi Feiyu didn't have any action to fight with him at all, and the movement was too natural to alarm the other monks in the main altar. As soon as Zhou Shentong came back to his senses, the purple light and flowing 'Feiquan Sword' was already on his neck.

"Say Dole is there, or I'll kill you." A whispered shout rang in my ears.

As soon as Zhen Wushu got up, he saw that his companion had been restrained, and he stood beside him in a daze and didn't dare to come out.

"'Fire Boy'." Zhou Shentong whispered, and when the other party threw himself in front of him, he could already see the other party's face clearly in the moonlight.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Don't say I'll kill you. ”

The blade had sliced a little into the skin. Blood slowly flowed onto the sword.

"Dore is my brother. Don't say I don't know, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. Zhou Shentong clenched his teeth, looking very righteous, but he still said, I don't know where the person is.

It seems that the other party really doesn't know, and Xiang Si Feiyu doesn't want to waste time here, just now the two of them have already heard some words 'I haven't entered the gate of the Mingfeng Sect for a day', is this scoundrel boy really not in the Mingfeng Sect! Dole's true identity is known to Xiang Si Feiyu. With a flick of his hand, the hilt of the sword slammed heavily on the top of Zhou Shentong's head, plopping. Zhou Shentong fell to the ground unconscious, and then turned to look at Zhen Wuving, and before Xiang Si Feiyu could walk over, the kid fell to the ground with a bang and pretended to be dead.

"Let's keep looking!"

Mei Lin ran out of the darkness and said in a low voice, unwilling to give up like this, Xiang Si Feiyu nodded, and wanted to try again before getting the exact news, and the two figures continued to quietly go towards the deepest part of the darkness.

"Do you say the four major churches give up like this?"

On the top of the highest pavilion, Baixiu Zhenren and Yin Unruly looked at the darkness from afar, and Baixiu asked softly.

"The truth will come out one day."

Yin's uninhibited old eyes looked at the darkness from afar, and two black shadows flashed in the distance. One is tough and the other is petite, faintly falling in the eyes of these old people.

"So the altar is not fortified tonight. It is to open the door for these four major sects to find out the truth by themselves, how could the Mingfeng Sect ever have such a downfall! ”

Baixiu sighed helplessly.

The silver moon curved blade hung in the sky, as huge as a round of half-empty waning moon, and the silver brilliance sprinkled was like the wind, like snow, and even more like frost, as if the sky and the bright moon fell into the world, and the bright light reflected the dark world within thousands of steps, and more than a dozen huge fortress-like pavilions were shrouded in the light of snow and frost.

A high-level 'Moonlight Blade' swelled dozens of times in shock, although it was not like it falling from outside the Nine Heavens, it was more like a shrunken crescent moon rising from the ground, and this formation was enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

Under the bent blade, a solid black-clothed man in a night suit was covered with a black scarf, two men and a woman in the same night suit stood left and right, the man in black was tough and the woman was sassy, the man in black shouted violently, clenched into a fist, and waved down with one hand, and in the boom, the huge curved blade hanging in the air carried the brilliance of the bright sky and swept through the thousands of armies and smashed into the darkness in the distance.

The wind and thunder roared and roared on a 'wind sword' on the pole, and the cold sword light skyrocketed dozens of times, corresponding to the silver moonlight shining in the sky, just when the curved blade hanging in the air smashed down, Qiu Xuanling, who held the 'wind sword', roared and soared into the sky from the huge fortress steps where he was standing, the wind was whistling, the thunder was roaring, and the speed of wind and thunder combined.

'Wind and Thunder Double Strike' is one of the most powerful spells of the Mingfeng Sect, not only has the speed of wind and thunder, but also the power of the storm, the shock of the thunder, the violent force of the double tap is far better than the other great skill of the Mingfeng Sect, 'Great Wind Slash', Qiu Xuanling faced the most powerful spell of the Xiaoyue Sect monk, and also used the mana above the fivefold realm of the whole body.

Boom, earth-shattering roar resounded throughout the night, reaching the farthest darkness, and the two rays of light that exploded swept through the cold world like a swept wind, and the earth pavilions were also trembling violently, and the ground paved with boulders cracked deep cracks one after another.

Qiu Xuanling flipped and fell back to the same place, and a large group of Mingfeng Sect monks stood behind him, waiting for the battle, this blow was a tie between the two sides, and he landed on his feet and said in a deep voice to the black-clothed man in the distance:

"Duanmu Feng, the entire Mingfeng Sect General Altar is at your disposal, but you don't even let go of this deep prison, what do you want, there are felons wanted by the five major sects here, once something goes wrong, do you bear it!"

Even if Duanmu was covered with a black scarf, he still couldn't escape Qiu Xuanling's eyes.

"Isn't that kid also on the wanted warrant of your Mingfeng Sect! Maybe I'll be in this prison. Duanmu Feng, dressed in black, said coldly.

"Duanmufeng, you don't want to deceive people too much, my right holy envoy has already said that the rebellion is not in our main altar, and our holy lord also brought the rebellion to suffer the humiliation of this humiliation, if you still chatter, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Qiu Xuanling was furious, and the magic weapon in his hand shone again, and with a bang, dozens of monks behind him drew their swords and unsheathed them to the three people in the dark. Duanmu Feng frowned slightly when he saw it, the other party not only had a master like Qiu Xuanling, but also several upper cultivators, more than a dozen middle cultivators, and dozens of loose cultivators, it was difficult to gain the upper hand with the strength of the three of them, and the fact that a big prison was so tightly guarded aroused Duanmu Feng's suspicions.

Rustling, just as Duanmu Feng hesitated, more than a dozen figures flew out of the top of the towering building in the dark corner, and the stalkers in the dark all appeared, all of them were attracted by the earth-shattering movement just now, and they landed in twos and threes scattered everywhere.

Le Yi's senior brother Douluo led four masked secret cultivators, 'Ya Gongzi' Long Yu? Cang Lang took the fragrant Wan'er and the red clothes plus two middle cultivators, gently shook the painting fan and the jade tree stood on the other side in the wind, and the three major sects appeared together, but the Black Fire Courtyard did not move.

"Isn't the Black Fire Courtyard always the favorite! How can I be a shrunken turtle this time! Douluo sneered.

Rustling, a slow sound of footsteps came, slow but solid in the dark silence, a handsome man and a petite figure finally walked out of the dark corner.

"'Fire Boy'"

Dragon Feather? Cang Lang still shook the elegant calmness of the painting fan, but the words were full of inexplicable emotions, and his starry eyes glanced at the dragon feather not far away? Cang Lang was speechless, and finally fell into the dark gate of the huge fortress.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the four major sects to arrive, it seems that you didn't believe my Mingfeng Sect at all." Qiu Xuanling looked up to the sky and laughed, lowered his head after laughing, looked at the figures scattered in the distance, and said coldly:

"Tonight, there is the death of my Qiu Xuanling to prove the innocence of the Mingfeng Sect, if you are unfortunate enough to die under my sword, you should pay the price for your stupidity."

"In that case, die for your innocence."

Douluo rushed out first with a wild scream, and the two dark cultivators behind him followed, for some reason the Mir Sect group was the most impulsive, and the three 'poisonous swords' sprinkled a fierce green light towards Qiu Xuanling, Qiu Xuanling waved the 'wind sword' with one hand and slashed at the poisonous light slashed by Douluo, and at the same time, two middle cultivators flew behind him to meet the other two poisonous sect secret cultivators who pounced, and the two sides instantly fought together in the rumbling impact.

The monks of the Mingfeng Sect vaguely seemed to be unwilling to offend the four major sects too much, and they sent as many people as the other party pounced, and they were unwilling to fall into the position of fighting more and less, although this time they took advantage of it.

Seeing that the Mir Sect took the lead in rushing over, the four sects gathered together and had long been unable to hold back Duanmu Feng, and once again volleyed towards the dark gate, Kui Long and Qiu Yue did not watch this time, and almost jumped up at the same time as Duanmu Feng, and three Mingfeng Sect monks flew out of the steps, one upper cultivator and two middle cultivators.

For a while, the steps were full of light and rumbling, and there was only a dragon feather? Canglang and Xiangsi Feiyu are still unmoved, Long Yu? Cang Lang looked at the other two Tongue Sect Secret Cultivators standing in place with interest, your masters have rushed over, why didn't you two move!

"Brother Xingchen, let's rush in and have a look!" The confidant anxiously urged.

"Don't worry, wait for them to beat us and then go over, if Dol is really inside, we will rush in sooner or later." Xiang Si Feiyu said lightly, but instead looked sideways at the two poison cultivators, it seemed that there was a dragon feather? Canglang is equally confused.

Under the gaze of the two genius boys, the two poisonous cultivators seemed to be unable to hold it anymore, the mask shook faintly, like a sneer of disdain, whoosh, the two fierce figures went away like a black wind, the speed was so fast that the two genius teenagers didn't have time to blink These two people had already leaped to the top of the steps, hanging above the heads of the Mingfeng Sect monks. The cultivation of these two people is far above Douluo, in addition to Gubang and Yexiang'er Mir Sect, what level of high cultivators have been sent! The two genius teenagers condensed at the same time. (To be continued......)