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Outside Canglong City, Xiao Qiang watched Xuandian carry Lan Yi and them into the distance, and it was not until he could no longer see that he let out a sigh of relief, facing the cold wind, making himself more sober. Please remember our address novel: Ыqi.

The list handed over to him by Dongfang Yu, there are six or seven strong people in the Holy Sword Sect, and this does not include Yan Guxing's people, if Xiao Qiang uses assassination to deal with them, he is sure to clean up all these people.

But this kind of thing is assassination, and it is okay to do it occasionally, if it is repeated again and again, it is not interesting, this is not only contrary to the style of the Sword Pavilion, but also time-consuming and laborious, so Xiao Qiang quickly vetoed the assassination plan.

It's not good to attack, not to mention the risk, and it will also anger the Tianmai family, after all, people have just beaten the platform, you come to smash the field, this is what Master Leng Qingxun did, he can't do it.

Unconsciously, Xiao Qiang had already flown outside the walls of Canglong City, and when he was about to sneak into the city, he suddenly saw a figure flashing in front of him, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and instantly disappeared into the void.

Snowflakes like cotton wool fell one after another, and in the air, an old man in Tsing Yi looked sharply and vigilantly probed the surroundings, although his strength was still higher than Xiao Qiang, but because of the barrier of wind and snow, he still did not capture Xiao Qiang's breath.

"It's weird, I obviously sensed the breath here, why is the person missing," the old man in Tsing Yi muttered.

In the distance, another figure flew by, standing beside the old man in Tsing Yi, looking around with a cold gaze, his face covered with a layer of murderous aura.

"Senior brother, could it be that kid has already escaped from Canglong City," the old man in Tsing Yi asked the old man in white beside him.

The man in white said coldly, "He abolished one of the legs of the brocade scales, whether it is for my Shenqing Pavilion or for the Heroic Martyrs' Society, you must find him, otherwise you and I will be in front of Lord Yan Guxing, in front of Lord Ximen, what face do you have?"

The old man in Tsing Yi nodded, and he was also depressed in his heart, originally this time they entered the Martyrs' Association, it was the time when the prestige of the Shenqing Pavilion was shaken, but the leg of the mountain gate elder Fang Jinlan was broken, and if this was going to be spread, wouldn't it be a slap in the face

Xiao Qiang was surprised, he didn't expect that this Shenqing Pavilion still had a relationship with the Martyrs' Society, it seemed that those two old men should be the twelve protectors of the Martyrs' Society, so they would be anxious to hunt down and kill themselves all over the world.

It's a good opportunity

Xiao Qiang's mind was like electricity, and a bold plan quickly took shape in his mind and was quickly perfected.

He restrained his breath, took advantage of the unparalleled meaning of the wind shadow, and used the wind and snow to impose a layer of camouflage on himself, and quietly followed behind the two strong men, always maintaining a distance of two hundred meters.

Canglong City, in a manor hall in Xicheng, the lights are bright, and the two Dharma protectors dressed by Yan Guxing have already gone to hunt down the perpetrators, with the strength of the two of them and the strength of the three veins, how can they be captured

The main seat, Yan Guxing's face was unusually pale, and his eyes were always floating, as if he was thinking about something.

To tell the truth, sitting here today does not have any honor for him, only humiliation, endless humiliation.

In the past, he was the sect master of one of the ten major sects, and he was a model of the sect's Taoism, but now, he has become a lackey under the Tianmai family, which makes him feel good in his heart

He knew too well what this martyr would be, no different from the notorious sectarian inquisition, nothing more than a different name.

Although they no longer wear strange hats, in the eyes of those who care, they are still dogs wearing hats

What makes him sad and helpless is that he still can't refuse the appointment of Ximen Mansion, now the Dongye Sect has disappeared, and the people under him are dead and wounded, and even he was beaten by a mysterious person to have half his life left, what qualifications does he have to bargain with Ximen Mansion

Now the lives of his subordinates can only rely on the protection of Ximen Mansion, he wants to take revenge, kill Xiao Qiang, kill Leng Qingxun, and can only hope that Ximen Mansion can stand up for them in the future.

Thinking of Xiao Qiang and Leng Qingxun, Yan Guxing's face flushed strangely, his eyes were red, and his tyrannical murderous aura escaped uncontrollably.

When Yan Guxing was full of murderous intent and everyone in the hall was silent, a terrible scream suddenly came from the night sky outside the hall.

In the empty hall, a fire refining pierced the sky, like a dancing fire dragon, and suddenly wrapped around the body of an old man in green clothes.

Before the old man could struggle, a shadowless and invisible sword suddenly appeared in front of him and pierced his throat.

"Senior Brother" The old man in white let out an angry roar, and in a fit of rage, he struck Xiao Qiang with one palm.

The snowflakes flew outward in an instant, as if sharp blades were circling and flying, wrapped in sharp palm shadows.

Xiao Qiang instantly danced an afterimage and got rid of the lock of the old man in white, but his shoulder was still swept by the other party's palm wind, and his flesh and blood flew in an instant.

Xiao Qiang spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell downward, and then his figure flashed violently, flying away into the distance.

"My lord, it's Zheng Protector and Liu Protector" Everyone in the hall had already come to the door, and watching the sudden battle, some people couldn't help but exclaim.

The corners of Yan Guxing's eyes twitched violently, and the young man who waved the chains was turned into ashes, and he recognized him as Xiao Qiang

Yan Guxing looked at the corpse of Zheng Protector who fell, and then looked at the blood mist that spread out in the air, his blood boiled in an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone obeys the order and hunts down the assassin and his comrades."

The eleventh protector and the eighteenth steward waited for Yan Guxing's order, and they all let out a low shout, swept the night sky, and chased after Xiao Qiang, who had fled, even Fang Jinlan, who had broken his leg.

Yan Guxing's expression was crazy, and his heart burst out with a shocking laugh, Xiao Qiang, you bumped into it yourself today, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces to avenge the dead disciples of my Dongye Sect