Li Muchen quickly flashed, flashing twice, disappearing from Fu Qing's sight. Fu Qing stood up and looked into the distance along the sound.

In the square in the middle of the village, the Grand Master Luyang stood calmly, his movements were a little stiff, and there was a big man standing beside him. It was Wang Ju. Wang Ju's arm was cut off by his shoulders, rolling on the ground, unable to bear the pain, and roared several times. The Grand Master Luyang paused slightly, then threw out a steel blade without a handle from his sleeve, and pierced it through Wang Ju's heart.

Li Muchen spread like a big bird to the sky, waved his sleeves and jingled, and the steel blade rushed back to the Grand Master Luyang. Everyone around the villages rushed forward and spread a layer of medicine powder on Wang Ju's wound. He bandaged it with all his hands and feet. Li Muchen's clothes and hair moved with the wind, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Grand Master Luyang.

He felt the manic power of the Grand Master Luyang, the primitive, vast, and desolate power that could destroy everything, just like the power that appeared in the Battle of Lengquan 19 years ago, was the power he was pursuing. Unfortunately, in order to save the descendants of the Jieshi King, he failed to catch up and could not see the style of the Sword Immortal. He had a lifetime regret. He didn't know how the Sword Immortal Li Taibai was doing recently.

Mr. Sword Immortal hates the power of the prehistoric world. Legend has it that the power of the ancient prehistoric world can invade people's minds and make people bloodthirsty and lose control. It must not exist in the human world.

Li Muchen didn't believe it. He believed that weapons were innocent. People were guilty, and power was also innocent. If you could find the source of the power of the prehistoric world, you could find the King of Jieshi. The Grand Master Luyang had a red eye and half of his body was stiff. Seeing Li Muchen take action, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his body moved stiffly, and the steel blade that was bounced back flashed, "Hmph, a great Central Plains Swordsman, take action without asking the reason."

"You have the power you shouldn't have, which is why I took action."

"Another defender."

"Guiyuan Sect is the orthodox Taoist Sect. What the Grand Master has done recently does not look like it is from the Taoist Sect," Li Muchen said softly.

The master of the village, Qin Boyu, appeared at the right time, and walked to the venue to practice and wave his hands, "Everyone is a guest from afar, there must be misunderstandings, there are misunderstandings, everyone, I will give up my face, I am in the village, and let go of the disputes, let us discuss major issues together."

What is a big event? For ordinary people, survival is a big event, for copycats, development is a big event, for the Upper Court, news and interests are their big events. The Da Shang Kingdom’s channel to the Western Regions, Yinzhou is one of them, Helan is a smuggling channel, with a much larger shipment volume than Yinzhou, which made the court dissatisfied. The Upper Court has its own abacus, otherwise it would not have sent out three leaders, and even the tracking of Chengying Sword was put down.

Li Muchen was casual and confident, not afraid of the Grand Master of Luyang. The Grand Master of Luyang just smiled. He had his own style of a grand master, but half of his body was extremely stiff, for some reason.

Wang Ju broke his arm, and Qin Boyu didn't care. When Fu Qing went to see Wang Ju, he learned that Fang Yushu was actually a Taoist sect. Wang Ju was originally the person who the King of Qin trusted the most, but since Fang Yushu came, the King of Qin seemed to have changed his own person. Seeing that the village was about to be Zhao'an, he was in a relationship with the court. Wang Ju must be dissatisfied and took a few brothers to find trouble for Fang Yushu. As a result, just now he set out, the Grand Master Luyang, the leader of Guiyuan Sect, took action. He didn't even react and was cut off his arm. Wang Ju was a little discouraged and sent a bead to Fu Qing and went down the mountain without waiting for the injury to heal.

Fu Qing Zhao Feibai and Lu Yan looked around the beads for a long time, and there was nothing strange when he touched them. However, one thing is certain that the beads must be treasures. Maybe the purpose of the copycat party was this beads. They also decided not to stay for too long. The road was already explored and they decided to leave the night after tomorrow. At night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was difficult to display in the cave, but it was safe. Fu Qing Zhao Feibai and the other two had not slept well for many days, and the three of them slept sweetly in the cave.

Zhao Feibai was sleeping lightly, and screams came from the confusion. The wind was not small. Occasionally, the sound of weapons fighting each other came from the wind. The mountain wind echoed in the canyon. Zhao Feibai woke up with a tremor. Did he chase after him again? Rubbing his sleepy eyes and leaning out. The mountain village was covered by fire. It was a sea of ​​fire. It seemed that the mountain was full of people, fighting everywhere. Is it a fire or a court? Zhao Feibai was confused. Fu Qing and Lu Yan also got up. The three decided to leave.

The treasure map of the Pei family and the treasure of the desert, does Fu Qingzhen care about it? It is an excuse and a goal, and it is also the only thought. After a few days of coming, I haven’t had a full meal. Fu Qing decided to take Zhao Feibai and the others away. He has already bypassed Xingqing City. The treasure of the desert is waiting for me.

It was getting dark in winter, and the fire in the village had not yet been extinguished. It was rising and falling along the mountain. Fu Qing and a few people secretly left with the donkeys at the foot of the mountain. The three of them walked along the way. It took about an hour. It was dark and there was no moonlight. They dared to light a torch and walked towards a small forest in front. After passing the small forest, the Yellow River was.

Suddenly, the gust of wind blew, and the torches in the three of them suddenly darkened, and the flames slowly recovered. Zhao Feibai and Lu Yan looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Suddenly, the woods ahead were fluttering, and the torches crackled and lit up, surrounding the three of them in half an arc. One of them led the way. Zhao Fei was sharp-eyed and recognized that he was one of the twelve eunuchs. He saw that Xia Yuting had no extra words, raised his hand and waved it. The sound of bowstrings around him sounded, and the rain of arrows like flying locusts fell, covering the sky and the sky.

"Clang"

The moon in the well was unsheathed, Zhao Feibai took a breath, and pointed at more than ten people led by Xia Yuting from a distance. The scorching sword energy pressed over like a wall. Xia Yuting caught Zhao Feibai's kung fu off guard and quickly condensed the black ice. Everyone behind him was like an ice cellar in magma, standing there for a moment, not daring to move.

Lu Yan danced with a Fangtian painting halberd so tightly that it was not airtight. No single arrow feather could pass through Lu Yan's halberd, all of which were blasted away. The scene became silent, and only torches crackled.

Not only the people who came here, but also the people in the surrounding mountains. They didn't know how powerful the two generals on both sides were. Someone slapped the knife and said, "Listen, the people on the opposite side put down their weapons and tied themselves up to save the trouble of men. Otherwise, after a while, they would regret it if the heads fell to the ground."

The bandits are used to being arrogant, and people in the Helan area understand that under Qin Boyu's iron fist, they dare not hurt people's lives at will. The iron barrel-like Pisces Town of Qin Boyu was wiped out by the court. If there was no internal response, it would definitely not be possible.

The people in the upper courtyard did not wait for the bandits. Six great men were behind the three of them, and they rushed towards Fu Qing's back. A figure flashed. What they saw was Fu Qing's back, but Lu Yan's hideous face. Lu Yan's time was very good. The first two had no chance to change their moves, and they could not stop the rushing forward. They were swept in half by Lu Yan's halberd, and scarlet red splashed everywhere.

The threat from the rear was cleared all of a sudden. Zhao Feibai's sword was filled with force, and the moon in the well changed color slightly, with the power of flames attached. There were many masters in front. Zhao Feibai did not dare to take action rashly, and did not attack with one move, leading the situation in the field to respond to changes in the same way.

Xia Yuting's face was gloomy and sunny. He chased from the Western Regions to Xiliang. The young people had a long way to move. From the beginning, they could not take his own move, and now they could almost compete with him. If these two sons were not eliminated, in time, they would definitely be a big man who could compete with Li Muchen and even the Sword Immortal. Follow Fu Qing's side and eventually became a big trouble.

Everyone in the upper court was hesitating, but Xia Yuting couldn't wait, so he took decisive action. The Chengying Sword disappeared from his hands. In the hands of the three, he was the biggest victim.

(End of this chapter)
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