Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 323
"What kind of day is it today? How about old friends one after another?" Baili Dongjun put down his wine glass, lay down on the table and passed out from drunk.

The curtain was pulled up, and a young man with a bookcase on his back came in from the outside: "It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar, why are you so drunk?"

Sikong Changfeng smiled and said: "He really fell asleep, so he can't answer your question."

"The first time I saw him in my life was drinking. Now that I meet again after many years, I never thought I would see him drinking again." Xie Xuan put the bookcase on the ground, "Brother Changfeng, are you all right?"

"This person comes and goes, it's really annoying, he's sour." Li Hanyi snorted coldly.

"This girl looks familiar, she must be sister Li Xinyue's daughter." Xie Xuan smiled kindly, "I'm not as good-tempered as sister Li."

"You call my senior brother brother, but you call me mother and sister. Why? This is not how to take advantage!" Li Hanyi glared at Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan took a look at Sikong Changfeng, and Sikong Changfeng shrugged helplessly: "I suspect that Master deliberately punished me, but he wanted to accept me first before accepting me as an apprentice... this Senior Sister Li."

Li Hanyi shook his head: "So who are you? I see a sword stuck in your bookcase, and you are also a swordsman?"

Sikong Changfeng shook his head: "Brother Xie Xuan is a scholar who is familiar with a collection of three thousand books, but does not know martial arts."

"No." Xie Xuan pulled out the sword from the bookcase and waved it lightly. Both Sikong Changfeng and Li Hanyi felt a fleeting and vast sword intent. Xie Xuan smiled, "I have inherited The position of Uncle Chen Ru is now the new generation supervisor of Shanqian Academy."

"That's a swordsman."

"How about a swordsman! Be a sword fairy!" Baili Dongjun suddenly stood up, yelled, and fell back on the ground, "And I just want to be a wine fairy."

The moon sets and the sun rises.

On the second day of the eighth year of Mingde, there was smoke everywhere.

To the north, General Lei Mengsha of the Zhu Kingdom blocked the Northern Man.

To the south, Xiao Ruofeng, King of Langya, fought against the South Art.

To the west, the son of the prince of Zhenxi, Baili Chengfeng, suppressed the mob.

And in the northwest, thousands of members of the Devil's Cult came from the east under the dark clouds and overwhelming the sun.It is no longer a series of raids, but an all-hands expedition.

"It's just in time, thank you Jianxian." Sikong Xingfeng looked at the demon disciple who was approaching in a mighty manner, "I've been here for so long, but this is the first time I've seen such a big scene."

Xie Xuan said lightly: "The world is not benevolent and treats everything as a straw dog."

Sikong Changfeng was confused: "I don't read much, what do you mean by saying this at this time?"

Xie Xuan caressed the long sword lightly, flicked it lightly, and let out a "Zheng" sound: "It's about to kill someone."

At the front of the Demon Cult army, a black figure rushed towards them, followed by four men in gold robes, the momentum was astonishing.

"These four people want to break through directly?" Sikong Changfeng frowned.

"It's Ye Dingzhi!" Li Hanyi rushed out, drawing his sword and shouting.

In an instant, Ye Dingzhi had rushed in front of the three of them.

Inside the tent, Baili Dongjun just woke up from a hangover, touched his head, frowned and said, "He's here!"

Xie Xuan unleashed a sword, Sikong Changfeng unleashed a spear, and Li Hanyi unleashed a sword.

Thousand volumes of books, black moon spear, iron horse and ice river.

In the next few years, these weapons that will always appear on the top of the gold list and the hundred soldiers list will be shot at the same time.

Once, and only once.

It can be called a peerless combination attack.

But still did not stop the black shadow that broke through.

Because the black shadow has been waiting for too many years, waiting for too many years to go east to east, go straight to the north, go to the imperial city, to welcome his wife back.

The ninth level of imaginary practice is directly transported to the highest level.

Xie Xuan, Sikong Changfeng and Li Hanyi all took a step back.

"So strong?" Xie Xuan was taken aback for a moment.

However, Ye Dingzhi led the four men in golden robes across the mountain. Baili Dongjun walked out of the tent, looked at the direction Ye Dingzhi was leaving, and said in a low voice, "He is gathering power."

"Traveling eastward all the way, when we reached the imperial city, the power of Xu Nian Gong reached its peak. He is going to kill Emperor Mingde." Yue Yao said slowly, "This time he has made up his mind."

"I'll stop him!" Baili Dongjun jumped forward.

But at some point in the mountains, there was thick fog. Baili Dongjun and Yueyao chased after the fog for a while, but Ye Dingzhi was no longer visible. After a few more jumps, they saw Sikong Changfeng and Xie Xuan and others.

"Why did you return to the original place?" Baili Dongjun asked in confusion.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and said, "This fog is unusual."

"It's an array of solitude." Xie Xuan said slowly, "If you hit the emptiness with your back alone, one woman can defeat ten thousand people. The solitary is an image of superiority and dignity; the emptiness is an image of lowliness and weakness; The secret way."

"Say something understandable." Sikong Changfeng said in a deep voice.

"It's a formation in Qimen Dunjia, which has been lost now. The Zhuge clan who originally knew this formation has disappeared for many years. But the Guxu formation is a grand formation of military strategists, with the spirit of a military strategist. This formation, But the ghosts are abnormal, it can be regarded as a solitary ghost formation, and the sword goes sideways, not the righteous way, very evil."

"There used to be an envoy from the Zhuge family in Tianwaitian, and there must be people from the Zhuge family in today's Demon Cult." Baili Dongjun said in a deep voice, "I have confronted that person twice, and each time Very dangerous."

"What about those who join the battle?" Sikong Changfeng asked.

"What you see is not what you see, killing intent everywhere." Baili Dongjun suddenly turned around and looked at an illusory ghost in front of him.

"Be careful!" Ye Xiaofan slashed at the ghost with his sword, but the move failed, and he staggered.

"Look, what you see is not what you see." Baili Dongjun walked forward and saw another illusory ghost appear in front of him.

Ye Xiaofan froze for a moment: "It's haunted in broad daylight."

"What you see is not what you see, but sometimes what you see is what you really see." Baili Dongjun pushed out with a palm, and with a "pop", the illusory ghost image turned into a real black-clothed figure. The man was sent flying away by Baili Dongjun's palm.

"The fog is getting thicker and thicker." Sikong Changfeng murmured, "On Mang Mountain, there are martial arts figures from various sects of Beili. Not everyone among them knows about the Lonely Formation."

Ye Xiaofan put away his sword and said: "I'm going to notify the various sects now. There is a way to break this formation."

Li Hanyi followed, "We will go on two sides."

Xie Xuan said with a smile: "The solitary ghost formation, isolated from the outside world, forms a strange world alone. What you see is not what you see, but what you hear is still what you hear. Let them listen to the wind. When the wind around you is torn apart, That's when the enemy appears!" Xie Xuan swung his sword and knocked out the man in black behind the ghostly shadows in front of him.

"Then how to break the formation?" Sikong Changfeng asked again.

"Look for an eye!" Xie Xuan replied.

(End of this chapter)