The first stage of misery

Chapter 60
Night Breeze suddenly turned into a giant dragon and took away Mu Lingfeng, and after Yu Lijing chose to stay behind to take care of the seriously injured Yun Wanggui, the rest of the people chased out of the Supreme Hall,

At the same time, Sui Wuyuan, who was sitting in the tomb of Haozheng Wudao·Buying Sword, quietly felt the trace of the sword soul, and suddenly Sui Wuyuan sensed something, got up abruptly,

"Looking at the direction is the Haozheng Supreme Palace, go quickly!"

In the blink of an eye, Wuyuan, who was in the form of a streamer, disappeared in place.

"Well, why did it disappear again?" Sui Wudu, who came to the outer edge of the Supreme Hall, frowned, and just when he was about to enter the investigation, the giant dragon flew out with infinite momentum, and the violent air current made Sui Wudu body body take a few steps back,

"This is Night Breeze and Head Mu, why are you in such a hurry?"

The surprised Sui Wuyuan didn't have time to react, Xia Chenglin and the others also passed by, looking at the backs of the two parties, and when they were about to get up and chase after them, the sword soul that had disappeared appeared again.

"Appeared in the palace again this time, masked swordsman, what is your purpose?"

"Although I am very worried about what happened to the head of Mu and the others, but the heroic soul of the Confucian school cannot be lost!"

Knowing that everyone's cultivation base can handle everything, Suiwu was afraid that the sword soul would disappear again, so he turned around and entered the Supreme Hall,

And inside it, Yuli Jing is healing Yun Wanggui's wounded body,

"Ahem...cough...I'm fine. I hope that Li Jing will go to stop everyone quickly, so as not to hurt head Mu! There must be some misunderstanding in this. We have worked together for so long, I believe Li Jing You must know how the head of Mu is."

"Perhaps what happened in the past few days is due to other people's schemes to split the Confucianism sect!" Yun Wanggui persuaded Yuli Jing with a weak face,

"Well, there are all the witnesses and material evidence, and the escape of head Mu, I'm afraid this matter will not be so easy to solve, I can only do my best." Yu Lijing thought for a moment, shook his head,
At the moment when the two were talking, a cold wind blew, the temperature in the hall plummeted, and the murderous intent gradually permeated. Ye Piaoling, who was dressed in black, held a sharp sword, and covered his face with a mask, exuded an aloof aura, stepped slowly.

"It's you...!" Seeing the person coming, Yun Wanggui was extremely surprised, while Yu Lijing was on the side with a vigilant look on his face, with a long sword in his hand,

"Your Excellency trespassed on my Confucian gate late at night, I'm afraid you will lose your grace, now retreat, I will let the past go, otherwise..."

"Noisy, kill..."

Before Yuli Sutra finished speaking, the word "kill" fell, and Ye Piaoling snorted coldly, the long sword slightly raised its cold light, and the sword pointed directly at the two people present, and it was a decisive move.

"Thousand Peaks Sword Shadow"

Thousands of sword souls appeared in response to the sound, and their momentum was like a violent storm, killing towards the injured Yun Wanggui,
Seeing that the enemy was not targeting him, Yu Lijing stepped in front of Yun Wanggui with a stride. The Confucianist's true essence was in a hurry, and the long sword slashed like a shooting star, and the vast sword energy galloped out.

"Seamless"

A pair of sword souls transformed by thousands of heroes from the Confucian School's Zhenjiao holy move made a loud bang and swept all directions with vigor, and the result was Yuli's defeat.

Yu Lijing, who was receding, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was no fear in his eyes.

"It's nothing to do with Li Jing, it's all because of me, you are seriously depleting your true energy." Seeing Yu Li Jing's injury, Yun Wanggui ignored his own injuries and stood up with a long sword in his hand to prevent him from falling down.

"Let me help you!"

"It's okay, Si Wei, please stand aside and cultivate well, and don't use force, so as not to cause more damage!" Seeing this, Yu Lijing hurriedly stopped Yun Wanggui's movements, signaling that he was fine.

And Ye Piaoling, who was on the opposite side, stepped forward, accelerated violently, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When Yu Lijing and the two saw it again, Ye Piaoling was already in front of them, and the tip of the long sword in his hand was facing directly. Yun Wanggui stabs in,
I only heard the sound of "Dang",
Yu Lijing swung his sword and knocked at Ye Piaoling's long sword causing his sword to deviate.
Immediately, the two wrestled together, and the sound of long sword clashes resounded throughout the hall. Ye Piaoling was well aware of the difficulty of the person in front of him, so he turned his sword and stabbed directly at Yun Wanggui.
Yu Lijing, who was fighting with him, saw this and swung his sword forward, pointing the tip of the sword at Ye Piaoling's heart, intending to make him withdraw his sword and return to defense.

Unexpectedly, Ye Piaoling didn't stop at all, and wanted to exchange his life for his life, but Yu Lijing had no choice but to draw his sword and stand in front of Yun Wanggui,
Ye Piaoling saw that the other party showed a flaw, the corner of his mouth was raised, the sword was not changing, the other hand was raised, and the sword finger pointed to the sky, absorbing Qi and raising energy, and the demonized sword souls instantly gathered into a shocking magic sword,
Immediately with a wave of the sword finger, I saw the magic sword waving down, and the huge sword blade slashed directly at the two of Yu Lijing,

"Not good!... drink..."

Feeling the horror of this move, Yu Lijing gave a cold shout, and the sword in his hand sent out a huge force, causing Ye Piaoling to take half a step back involuntarily.

Afterwards, the holy pen appeared in Yulijing's hands, matched with the long sword in his hand, and circulated the remaining true energy in his body, the unique knowledge of the town gate of Defeng Ancient Road, and the reappearance of the Spring and Autumn Holy Scroll,

"A stroke of long rainbow runs through thousands of years!"

The two hit with a bang, with a bang, Ye Piaoling let out a muffled groan with such enormous force, and retreated a few meters away, hot blood dripped from his trembling fingers.

On the other side, under the tremendous force, Yulijing was unbearable. Kneeling on one knee caused the floor tiles and the ground to shatter, and the hot blood was scattered around. force.

Seeing this situation, Ye Piaoling endured the pain, used his true energy, and the demonized sword soul came out again.

"A Thousand Peaks Demonic Aspect"

The majestic and sharp sword energy swept over, just when Yu Lijing and the two were in danger,

"Qing Feng's Ming Dao Ding Qianqiu"

The majestic sword energy appeared in response to the sound, and it was full of Confucianism. With one move, Ye Piaoling's Jue Shi was defeated, and the danger of the two was relieved.

"When you ask, you don't know where to look. The journey is boundless, but you have your heart. The deep sea and the peak are always illusions, and you can only chant with a sword for thousands of years."

"Master Yu and Si Wei are all right, sorry for being late for no reason!"

The figure of Xi Wuyuan who entered the Supreme Hall was erratic, and appeared in front of Yulijing and the others in a blink of an eye. The sword pointed directly at Ye Piaoling,
"The swordsman hand over the sword soul, let's capture it with nothing!"

"Hmph, ridiculous!"

Ye Piaoling, who already felt bad, was imposing, and urged him again and again. Seeing this, Sui was waiting for no reason, but Ye Piaoling's sword move bombarded the ground, bringing up billowing smoke and dust, filling the hall with smoke and dust.
"Cough cough...!"

Sui waved his sleeves lightly for no reason, and the infinite wind blew away the smoke and dust, but at this time Ye Piaoling had already disappeared.

On the outskirts of Defeng Ancient Road, Xia Chenglin's group had already chased him for several miles, but although Night Breeze was carrying a person, his speed was unmatched. In an instant, everyone lost track of both of them.

"Although I can still detect my sword energy, it is too far away from us. We can only wait for her to settle down before we pursue her!"

Jing Tianhuai, who closed his eyes to feel the direction of the sword energy, said lightly,
"Well, that's all I can do!"

Xia Chenglin thought for a moment, nodded in agreement, and then the three of them returned to Defeng Ancient Road together.

In the dark on top of the peak, Wen Naihe watched coldly, at this moment Ye Piaoling came slowly dragging his injured body,
"Mission failed!" Ye Piaoling silently lowered his head,
"It's okay, it's just a little probing. It seems that after the death of Emperor Confucianism, Confucianism has really declined!" Wen Naihe sighed, turned to Ye Piaoling and said,
"Go down and heal your injury first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

Ye Piaoling nodded, turned around and left to heal his wounds.

At this time, a flying letter landed in Wen Naihe's hand, and when he opened it, he became interested immediately.

"Very good, that's what makes it interesting, but I don't know whose hands the Divine and Confucian Xuanzhang will be in. Is it your Jade Li Sutra, or Jing Tian Huai, or Yun Wanggui?..."

"I am very much looking forward to the announcement of the answer!"

On the peak, Wen Naihe, who stood with his hands behind his back, muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)