Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 328 Come on, the bastards of the Immortal League

"Of course he will come."

The old man in the water moon mirror said calmly:
"After all, Hell has planned for Yang Wanli for so long, so naturally he doesn't want to lose."

"The disciple only knows that Yang Wanli is a descendant of the Tianyan Clan, but he doesn't understand why this Hell Prison is so obsessed with the Tianyan Clan? Is there some secret in it that we don't know? Does our Immortal Alliance need to guard against it? a little?"

The cautious Cao Keng said suspiciously.

The Heavenly Punishment Formation has been completed, and in his opinion, this first wave of attack will break Qiushui's Kun Formation, and Qiushui and those ancient sects will no longer be opponents of the Immortal Alliance.

At the same time, the next biggest opponents of Xianmeng may naturally become Hell and Demons, so Cao Keng had to be cautious.

"You're right. Hell Prison does know something about the Tianyan Clan and Yang Wanli that we don't."

The old man shook his head.

"Naturally, we need to put a little bit of defense, but not now. This Yang Wanli is the only condition for Hell to make a move. At this moment, the breakthrough of Qiushui is imminent. As long as they don't snatch Li Yunsheng from us, there is no need to turn against them now."

He continued.

"Since the teacher said so, the disciple will not ask more questions."

Hearing this, Cao Keng nodded.

After speaking, he closed the Shuiyue mirror, glanced at the sundial on the bow, and then took out the sound transmission talisman.

"The time has come, let the black ship make the last sacrifice."

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, I saw several black ships appearing like ghosts in the sky above the autumn water, and black air rose from the black ships.

Because there happened to be a blind spot illuminated by the water moon stone, this scene was not seen by the cultivators of Shizhou.

And just when the black air poured into the Tianzhu formation, the red clouds under the Tianzhu formation immediately rolled up like lava rolling in a crater, and looked like an upside-down crater from the ground. In the center of the huge Heavenly Punishment Formation, the sound of thunder roared unexpectedly, and purple lightning flashed through the thick clouds.

……

Outside of Qiushui, those onlookers in Shizhou naturally don't know much about this inside story.

So what they know is only what they saw: a disciple of Qiushui escaped from the siege of the Immortal League, even though people don't know that Li Yunsheng didn't escape, but rushed to Baishi Mountain to save his two sons. brother.

But in the eyes of these good deeds in Shizhou, the purpose is not important, the only important thing is that Li Yunsheng escaped.

Many people began to re-examine Qiushui and Xianmeng's real intention to attack Qiushui because of this unknown disciple.

"Why doesn't Qiushui escape?"

At this moment, countless people asked in their hearts.

After watching it for so long, they have already discovered that the strength of Qiushui has exceeded their usual cognition.

But Li Yunsheng's escape completely magnified this problem.

Because in their view, cultivators like Mister Da and Yang Wanli can escape with ease even if they are besieged by the Immortal Alliance.

But none of these people escaped, but chose to stick to Qiushui.

"Could it be that there are secret treasures hidden under the Qiushui as in the legend? They would rather give up their lives to protect the secret treasure of Qiushui?"

This rumor, which seemed to be a bit false at first, has actually become a little real in the hearts of these cultivators at this moment.

The same people who had this question in their hearts were Nangong Yan and the others from the Nangong family.

"Father, we may have made a mistake in not going to Qiushui this time."

Nan Gongyan frowned.

At this moment, he was convinced that the Xianmeng's attack on Qiushui was not just a contradiction between the Xianmeng and the Zongmen, it must be because Qiushui possessed something that the Xianmeng coveted.

The disciple who confronted Qiushui's two palace masters head-on just now with dozens of cloud boats is the best proof. In his opinion, this disciple must have obtained some unknown secret method or spirit treasure from Qiushui, otherwise It is impossible to have such tyrannical strength at such an age.

"Brother is right, there must be something wrong with Qiushui, but I think it's too late for us to go to Qiushui now, but this little disciple who escaped from Qiushui, our Nangong family must escort him back! If Daddy is the same, I would like to ask for my order to personally Capture him back!"

Nangong Ren said greedily in his eyes, in his opinion, the cup of Qiushui can no longer be divided under the current situation, but this Qiushui disciple who escaped just now is different from ordinary cultivators of the same realm. Judging from the performance, there must be a lot of Qiushui's secret treasures hidden in his body. Instead of sharing the leftovers of Qiushui, it is better to take this ready-made one.

"I think to be on the safe side, it's better to go with my second child. After all, after the scene just now, there must be a lot of Shizhou forces staring at Qiushui's younger brother."

Nan Gongyan didn't expect this younger brother to act so quickly, and immediately asked to go together.

"You two, how do you think your strength compares with Yan Jun of Hell Prison and those ghost kings?"

Nangong Lie did not answer the two, but asked with a smile.

"Daddy, are you saying that hell has already made a move?!"

Hearing this, the two of them were shocked.

"I'm not afraid of the ghost kings in this prison, one-on-one. It's just that they messed with this prison, our Nangong family..."

Nan Gongyan frowned.

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Looking at his two disappointed sons, Nangong Lie's face became a little cold.

"Whether there is anything hidden under the autumn water has nothing to do with my Nangong family. I let you sit here today just to let you see the alternation of the old and new eras, so that you can prepare yourself in the future."

he said lightly.

"It's just killing one autumn water, so how can there be a change of generations?"

Hearing this, although Nangong Ren didn't say anything, he secretly slandered in his heart.

"Grandpa, why do you look like you know everything? Do you know Qiushui very well?"

Nangong Yue, who was sitting next to Nangong Lie, asked with a smile.

"No, I don't understand."

Nangong Lie shook his head.

"Although I don't know Qiushui, I know Xu Honghu, and I know his sword. He will not abandon Qiushui without any arrangement. He rides the wind and goes away not because he desires longevity, but because he is tired of these ten states."

He murmured with some admiration in his eyes, glanced at Nangong Yue with a smile and said:
"The previous bet, I actually want to choose Qiushui just like you."

……

The autumn water patio is closed.

"Very good, very good, fly higher, fly faster..."

Looking at Li Yunsheng who had already rushed out of Yanchao Pass, Mr. Da had a smile on his pale face.

"Fly? He won't fly for long!"

Yang Zhicheng looked at Mr. Da viciously and said.

Li Yunsheng escaped and left his post without authorization. He was already on the verge of riding a tiger. If he couldn't kill Mr. Da before the Heavenly Punishment Formation fell, he might not be able to save his life when he returned this time, not to mention the reward.

As he said that, he saw black energy overflowing from his body, he squandered the last bit of resentment stored in his body, and then kicked on the ground with his hind feet, and immediately the ground was cracked, and he was flying upwards like an iron ball. Mr. Fei shot away.

Facing Yang Zhicheng who was rushing fiercely, Mr. Da's expression remained unchanged, and the trace of true energy remaining in Yunyun's body raised his sword against Yang Zhicheng's iron fist.

Bang!
There was a loud noise, and Mr. Da at this time had no strength to resist Yang Zhicheng's punch. He was directly sent flying by the punch, and hit Qiushui's city wall straightly.

Mr. Da spit out a breath of dirty blood from his mouth, and then slowly stood up while leaning on the wall.

"Old man, it's almost there."

When he was thinking about how to deal with Yang Zhicheng with this crippled body, a voice came into his ears.

This is Sun Wumou's voice, he can't hear it wrong.

"Everything is settled, we should go."

Sun Wumou went on to say another sentence.

Hearing this, Mr. Da's originally weak body regained energy in an instant, and a look of incomparable excitement appeared in his eyes.

"Come on, the bastards of Xianmeng..."

He picked up the jug at his waist and took a sip, then pointed at Yang Zhicheng with the jug in one hand and the sword in the other.

Mr. Da's face was slightly drunk.

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