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In the bleak moonlight, a figure in white silently walked through the deserted street.

He carried the wine jar and drank as he walked, but his feet fell silently, and under a pair of sword eyebrows, his still pale face looked indifferent and ruthless.

It was dark in the distance, the street scene was hazy in the distance, and occasionally a wild dog flashed quietly with its tail between its legs, and then disappeared in panic.

A jar of wine bottoms out, and the jar of wine flies out. With a "pop", the crisp sound of the wine jar breaking echoed in the silent street. Then another jar of wine "goo" was poured down, and it was drunk again. It seems to condense all the grievances and hatreds of the past five years in this early autumn night, wash away in the cold wind, and release them in the fire and cold.

A few more drums were heard, and it was midnight.

Suddenly, a mansion surrounded by ancient trees appeared in front of it. I saw the high-walled compound, the gatehouse was solemn, the lanterns were bright, and the weather was extraordinary. There are also armed soldiers patrolling in front of the door, which adds a bit of solemnity and awe-inspiring.

Without stopping, he walked straight to the tall mansion.

Still more than ten zhang away, four or five sturdy men surrounded him, and the steel knife was unsheathed with a "swish", and shouted loudly: "Prince's mansion, don't approach idlers, get out of ......."

Wu Yi slowly stopped and looked down at the wine jar in his hand.

Along the way, he drank more than a dozen jars of old wine one after another, but he could no longer find the drunkenness and madness he once had. But the blazing killing machine is shaking in the heart, and it will erupt at any time.

Blameless raised his eyes and directly swept over the few soldiers in front of him. He stared at the closed gatehouse, and only then did he see the word "Ji Fu" on the door plaque, and suddenly took a step forward, and "clicked" and smashed down the wine jar in his hand. A big head, suddenly blood red. And he still didn't stop, raised a foot, the corpse flew sideways, grabbed the knife in his hand, and the cold light roared.

The soldiers who flaunted their might were not on guard at all, and several heads rose into the sky.

One of them was a little behind, but he escaped for the time being, and turned around in fright and ran, and lost his voice in terror: "The enemy is attacking ......"

And before he could speak, he threw himself to the ground in the cold wind.

The five soldiers guarding the gate turned into dead bodies in the blink of an eye.

Blameless took a deep breath, and the thick blood rushed straight to his head. With a shake of his arm, the blade shook off a string of blood droplets, he didn't look at the mess all over the ground, raised his foot forward, didn't take a few steps, jumped up, and the person was in the air, and kicked it again. An invisible force rushed like thunder and slammed into the courtyard gate.

"Boom-"

The hardwood courtyard gate suddenly exploded and collapsed. Under the shock, the horizontal plaque on the lintel fell to the ground with a "bang", and then it was crushed by the two feet that fell from the air.

At the same time, the torches in the courtyard swayed, and dozens of soldiers brandished knives and guns, shouting and screaming.

As if he hadn't seen it, he picked up his left hand with a "snap" and stepped into the courtyard door, but the steel knife in his right hand rolled up a bloody rain. But there were those who were close to them, and they instantly crushed and flew out one by one along with their weapons. And there are more and more figures around the courtyard, still shouting one after another to kill the heavens. He castrated as before, and continued to walk forward on the steel minced meat.

In a few moments, people passed the front yard.

The courtyard is more spacious, the pavilions and pavilions are beautiful, but in the lights that are as bright as day, there are more soldiers around, and the cold light of the swords is dazzling. There are also female dependents and subordinates screaming and howling, and the frenzied killing machine is tyrannical in the night.

"Who are you......

"I am the grandson of the grandson, and I am here to kill Ji Lu......"

"The palace is important, how can it be presumptuous......"

"Humph......"

Wuyi raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, and walked steadily along the stone path in the courtyard. Suddenly the bowstring roared, and the arrows flew like locusts. Black light flickered around him, and he was unharmed from the rain of arrows.

"Monk, report to His Highness quickly, summon him to worship, and stop him......"

The sword swarmed up, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

There is no blame, just chopping left and right, harvesting one life after another. His eyes gradually became blood-red, and the three-foot steel knife in his hand exploded. Where the blade went, blood splattered, stumps were everywhere, and blood flowed everywhere.

He walked around the second courtyard, and didn't seem to find it, and then continued to move forward, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the third courtyard.

All around were chaotic figures, screaming and howling one after another.

A servant girl panicked and bumped into her head with her head down.

Blameless slashed with a knife, and saw a frightened face. The corners of his eyes twitched, the blade deflected, and with a "plop", he cut off the soldiers chasing behind him.

The fifteen- or sixteen-year-old woman escaped, but she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

Blameless ignored the overstep, walked to the steps of the third courtyard and stood with his head held high, and raised the steel knife with his hand, and the blade was already full of gaps, and the viscous blood stains were still dripping from themselves. He spread out his consciousness and shouted, "Ji Lu, don't let me get out of here yet......"

No one responded, only more and more soldiers emerged from all corners. The so-called Ji Lu has never been seen.

Wu Ji condensed slightly, sped up under his feet, opened the way with the blade, went straight to the backyard, and then kicked the door of the back garden with a "bang", and a more open garden appeared in front of him.

A large group of soldiers followed, but no one dared to approach easily, and only put up a position more than ten zhang away, trapping the white-clothed figure tightly in the middle.

The garden covers an area of no less than 100 acres, and there are all kinds of water pavilions, ponds, river willows, and cloister pavilions. On the earth hill in front of it is a tall temple with the inscription "Purple Pavilion" on the plaque. The surrounding niches are bright, and there are many armed armor soldiers. Among the stars holding the moon, a middle-aged man in a dark robe stood with his hands behind his back. His head is tied with a golden crown, his face is slightly yellow, and he has three locks of black beard under his chin, and the whole person looks quite gloomy and powerful!

"Ji Lu, I was hiding here......"

Wu Yi could see clearly, the black qi flashed in his eyes, and then he moved forward step by step with the bloody residual knife.

The soldiers around them moved, and the siege was in order. More soldiers poured in from afar, and the wide garden was suddenly crowded with swords and guns.

That middle-aged man is the main owner here, Ji Lu, who lives in the underground quiet room of the Purple Qi Pavilion all the year round, and his whereabouts are secretive, and it is difficult for ordinary people to approach half a step. He was disturbed by the movement in the palace, and after learning the reason, he took many retinues and waited here for work.

"Gongsun is not to blame?"

Ji Lu held the black beard in his hand, his eyes were like a vulture, and he said in a deep voice: "You...... It's Gongsun Zheng's prodigal son who is idle all day long, Gongsun is not to blame? I couldn't kill you at the beginning, but now that I have a long ability, I dare to send it to the door, hehe......" He was sneering, and there was not the slightest smile on his face.

Blameless continued to move forward, the steel knife in his hand still dripping blood. In the face of the siege and the contempt of the enemy, he didn't realize it, he just stared at the figure, and said coldly: "Ji Lu, you killed my whole family, even my young sister refused to let go, if I don't cut you with a thousand knives, crush your bones and scatter ashes, you will ......be a son of man in vain."

Ji Lu shook his head slightly, and said sarcastically: "This is the capital, the mansion of this king, how can a lost dog be allowed to be presumptuous at will!"

Blameless Sword raised his eyebrows and threw the remnant knife in his hand violently. In the midst of the whistling sound, a cold light rushed away.

Ji Lu snorted disapprovingly and took a step back.

At the same time, two middle-aged monks appeared on the left and right, waving their big sleeves and flashing their swords, and with a "bang", the swords had been smashed to pieces.

And when the blameless flying knife was shot, it suddenly jumped into the air, instantly crossed the encirclement, and the person raised his hand in mid-air. A silver sword light was as fast as lightning, and it went straight to Ji Lu in the crowd dozens of feet away.

The two monks didn't dare to slack off, one urged the flying sword to block it, and the other took advantage of the situation to pounce on Wu Blame, and raised his voice to warn: "Your Highness retreat, this person's cultivation is extraordinary!"

He was so unforgiving that he roared angrily: "Ji Lu, take your life to ......"

Its momentum was like madness, and the magic sword came out of his hand.

Suddenly, a black lightning bolt streaked across the night sky, and with a "bang", the monk who pounced on him split into two parts, and then spiraled up, roaring down with the momentum of hunting wind and thunder.

The other monk was caught off guard, and His Excellency Purple Qi was in a state of confusion.

Ji Lu's side is accompanied by monks and masters all the year round, so he has nothing to fear, but he didn't expect that the prodigal son of the year suddenly became so powerful and unstoppable. His face changed slightly, he turned around to dodge, and hurriedly called: "Purple True Dao Chief, save me......"

At this moment, another sword light suddenly appeared, and then there were two muffled sounds, "bang, bang", and it was actually a silver and a black sword light that was bound to fly out. Then a figure of the sword descended from the sky, and shouted awe-inspiringly: "What kind of junior, dare to spread wild here!"

The castration was exhausted, and he was forced to land on both feet, and was surrounded by many soldiers in the blink of an eye. He put away the bladeless flying sword, the magic sword in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Who are you, how dare you act for the tiger?"

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a clear appearance, three locks of long beard, and an arrogant expression, and he was actually a master of foundation building and cultivation. He dropped his flying sword in front of the Purple Qi Pavilion, owed a debt to Ji Lu, and then stroked his beard and said, "I am the Purple True Dao Master of Ziding Mountain, and I have the royal court of the Bear Country to worship. And you, as a monk, dare to indiscriminately open a killing ring in the mortal capital, which has already broken the rules of the immortal gate, and this way will not allow you today!"

Ji Lu came out of the crowd at the right time, raised his hand and said: "It's only half an hour, he has killed dozens of people in a row, and he also asked the Taoist chief to uphold justice, that kid is a remnant of a rebellious minister, and it is not a pity to die......"

Wu Yi stared at Ji Lu, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and snorted: "Regardless of whether I am a monk or not, since I broke into the mansion, I have only used a steel knife to kill my soul and ask for my soul, if not, I will not only kill and injure dozens of people." And since Ji Lu is hiding a monk by his side, why don't I use the way of others to govern others!"

He understands the difficulties of the world, and has also learned the good and bad in the fairy gate. Therefore, after he became powerful, he always adhered to a law, that is, to kill mortals by secular means, and to punish the scum in the immortal path by means of monks.

Blameless raised his chin, and said awe-inspiringly: "And you, as a disciple of the Xianmen, colluded with the powerful, reversed black and white, and said nothing. I think that Ji Lu harmed my whole family, even my young sister refused to let go. Who would dare to stop this hatred ......"

He roared angrily, and the magic sword in his hand shone brightly.

Zi Zhendao frowned slightly, then he sneered, and said condescendingly: "Since you don't measure yourself, then you might as well argue between right and wrong as monks!" Before his words fell, he raised his hand and offered a sword light.

Once upon a time, Wu Ji would turn around and run for his life when he saw the master of foundation building, but tonight, at this time, he will not take half a step back. He gritted his teeth, clenched the magic sword in both hands, and jumped into the air with an indomitable momentum......