The world of martial arts has been destroyed by the demon woman again!

Duanmu Shanchan is rebelling, so he lacks something.

The Duanmu family was rich in the world and was in charge of Jiangdu. They had no shortage of disciples and officials, including the Demon Lord, but the only thing they lacked was an army of their own.

To ascend to the throne of emperor, he needed a large army.

Although the Duanmu family has trained many people overseas, those people are far from enough.

What happened in these years naturally appeared in Duanmu Qing's mind.

The 20 Far Eastern Army in the hands of Wenren Kuanglong are elite soldiers and strong generals.

In recent years, they have continued to receive funding from Jiuzhou City and the Duanmu family, and many new and famous generals have become famous in the Far East...

If things are as Duanmu Qing guessed, Jiuzhou City actually belongs to the supporters of the Duanmu family, then Jiuzhou City's support for the Wen family is Duanmu Mountain's plan to occupy the magpie's nest.

The battle for the successor more than ten days ago, when the two great masters went to the Far East, was the final harvest of this plan.

The heirs got really angry and murdered each other. In the end, someone even assassinated General Wenren. Duanmu Shanchan, a true gentleman who was famous in the world for treating others with sincerity, took this opportunity to stand up.

The disaster in the Far East was successfully eliminated, but Wenren's lineage was unfortunately cut off.

With the support of new generals in recent years, Duanmu Shanchan and Mu Guogong will temporarily take over the position of commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Army. They seem to be the second-ranking figures in the sphere of influence, seamlessly connecting to the number one figure.

What a beautiful script!

After three years of planning, the entire Far East was captured in one go, starting from Jiangdu and even reaching the Far East. After the army moved, it could swallow up half of the country in one breath.

The people of the world are in chaos, and a change of dynasty is just around the corner...

Duanmu Qing felt that as the eldest son of the Duanmu family, he was really going to die laughing.

You can change from a young master to a prince in no time.

I still have the real Empress, and I have righteousness in my hands. Then I will beat all the forces in the world just like I beat my son.

.....

What about Chu Chu?

If Duanmuqing's conjecture is true, then Duanmu Shanchan's character will never let go of Wenren Chuchu, the bloodline of Wenren's family, the potential seed of a great master.

What's more, it's absolutely impossible for Wenren Chuchu to give up on tracing her father and brother.

Even if she was willing to pretend to be confused, Duanmu Shanchan would never believe it.

Rather than keeping her as a flag that the Far East may not need, it would be better to eradicate her before she can become a leader.

Auntie and King Wu hinted at Duanmu Qing's dangerous and safe places several times.

He is not talking about Duan Muqing, but Wenren Chuchu who followed Duanmu Qing to the Far East.

Sometimes, I always pretend to be confused for you... Those are Duanmuhuang's words.

Duanmuqing slowly put on a mask and his breathing became rapid.

Of course, all of the above are Duanmuqing's guesses. Even if they have some basis, most of them are just guesses from the perspective of acquaintances.

It's possible that Jiuzhou City just supports Wenren Kuanglong, and my father is just used to hiding his stupidity in the Far East... But how could there be so much blood on the fairy snow lotus planted in the big lotus pond in the Far East General Wenren's mansion...

How could it be!

Duanmuqing clenched the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand and said nothing.

If you want to get rid of Chu Chu, she is actually the most suitable time now when she is alone in Jiushan.

My aunt's lovesickness Gu will not protect her. When she is in martial arts retreat, it is definitely not difficult to arrange a killer in Jiuzhou City.

If there was nothing wrong with Chu Chu, Duanmu Qing felt that he might have been worrying too much.

Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, Duan Muqing realized for the first time that his eloquent mouth could not utter a single word.

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Under the Nine Mountains, Wenren Chuchu saw a familiar figure, Uncle Wu. He was still carrying seven swords as before, but he didn't know if it was because he hadn't seen him for a long time.

Wenren Chuchu felt that his face looked very bad.

At this moment, Uncle Wu was standing respectfully in front of a woman wearing a blood-red robe and a white mask.

The woman was carrying a Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and the blade was not silver-white but blood-red.

Seven Hates Heavenly Sword... Is she the Sword Master?

Wenren Chuchu couldn't help but pause her steps slightly, and the woman and Uncle Wu also noticed Wenren Chuchu's arrival.

The two people looked over at the same time.

With his lips slightly agitated, Wu wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Because Daojun has already taken action.

A bright red blood moon rises.

Once the blood moon in the world is hated, all the gods and demons will perish.

Wenren Chuchu's face changed with shock, and she seemed a little weak in fighting back. Feeling the overwhelming bloody murderous aura, she couldn't even understand why the other party wanted to attack her.

She wanted to escape, but found that instead of attacking, this slowly falling blood moon trapped her more than killed her.

After exhausting all the energy in his body, Wenren Chuchu's body was covered with green light in layers, and finally turned into a phoenix that roared into the sky, trying to break through the shackles of the blood moon.

Layers upon layers, the eternal blood moon is so heavy.

In an instant, Wenren Chuchu was about to be hit by the sword as heavy as a thousand mountains. He was covered in blood and his internal organs were seriously injured on the spot.

This is the great master of gods and demons.

An existence that stands above the human world.

Looking at the falling phoenix, Wu couldn't help but think of that bloody night.

"Miss, I'm sorry..."

Wu drew his sword, and his flying sword was very fast. He believed that his sword could make the young lady walk away without any pain.

A silver-white sword light lit up, and Wenren Chuchu couldn't help but despair as he looked at the sword approaching him.

"You dare!"

Along with a long roar, Wu felt a huge force coming from behind, and quickly drew his sword and turned around to block it.

It was the Fangtian painted halberd that Duan Muqing threw out. The power of the Tathagata and the killing sword mixed with it successfully penetrated some of the constraints of the Grand Master and blocked Wu's sword.

Wu was startled for a moment, then held the two long swords on his back and drew them again.

"Duanmuqing? Wei Fuyao?"

Dao Jun turned around and saw the two people flying towards him. He couldn't help but be surprised, but at the same time, he was surprised with an unquestionable domineering look.

"You alone want to destroy Gu's sword?"

The Sword Master was extremely disdainful, and then turned around and struck Wei Fuyao with his sword. She didn't know why these two people appeared here.

But she has absolute confidence in her own strength... Touch!

With the collision between the broadsword and the rapier, the sword master was knocked away on the spot. The familiar and terrifying infinite energy on the rapier made her eyes widen.

"Ji Ziyue, why are you wearing your apprentice's clothes? You are full and have nothing to do!"

Lord Dao couldn't help but curse, and Ji Ziyue couldn't help but blush when she heard this.

She still hasn't figured out what happened.

Isn't this Daojun a disciple of the Wen family?

How could he kill Wenren Chu Chu, and how did Duanmu Qing know about it.

Duanmuqing held the remaining Fangtian Painted Halberd and roared forward, even the falling rainwater was roared away by him.

With a leap, Duan Muqing arrived in front of Wenren Chuchu, then turned around and waved the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand, but something unexpected happened.

Wu's sword didn't have any true energy, so Duan Muqing's Fang Tian Hua Ji slashed both of his swords and opened his stomach.

At the last moment, he made a decision that perhaps should have been made during that bloody night.

After landing heavily, the veteran general on the battlefield knelt on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.

The blood covered Duanmu Qing's body.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I am incompetent..."

Wu smiled miserably, and then looked at Duan Muqing. There was hatred, appreciation, and even more pity and helplessness in his eyes.

"Young Master is a dragon among men, a mighty warrior from Heaven, but it's a pity that it's too late."

What's late?

Wenren Chuchu was slightly startled, hadn't his brother already rescued him?

Wenren Chuchu couldn't understand, and it was the first time she saw Duanmuqing look like this.

The look in his eyes that was both sad and angry at the same time.

"I'm late..."

Holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand tightly, Duan Muqing didn't know what to say.

If Lord Dao is here, it naturally only means that major events in the Far East have been decided.

"It's a pity... However, I can't blame the young master. After all, when the incident happened, the young master had just set off from Jiangdu."

Wu raised his head, and at the last moment, he seemed to see the once white fairy snow lotus in the Far East, the general who once swore allegiance...

"I am not qualified to laugh at you, after all, I am a traitor..."

"It's okay. I can be a dutiful son right away. It's quite funny. Remember to laugh down there."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Duanmuqing felt very cold. It was the first time that the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand felt so heavy.

Dao Jun looked solemn as he watched the Immortal Lord fly to Duan Muqing's side and felt unprecedented pressure.

Duanmu Qing, on the other hand, tried his best to put on a smile, then knelt down on the muddy ground, and then said: "Hello, Master!

When Master Wu Wang asked me to find you, he told you that he would wait for you on the three Longxian Islands in the South China Sea for seven days. He would not let me deliberately rush to the Far East or look for you. He just wanted to see if you were destined to be together. ....”

"Duanmu Buqi, do you think I'm a fool?"

Dao Jun couldn't help but smile, he didn't expect Duanmu Qing to dare to talk so empty words.

"It's okay, this is half true and half false, you bet on it yourself!"

Duanmu Qing stood up calmly and successfully said something that made Dao Jun hesitate.

"Anyway, if you really miss it, you will feel..."

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Outside Kyushu City.

Sitting in a newly built pavilion, Duanmu Shanzen was still drinking new tea at the moment, holding "Yun Zhongzi", a famous Confucian saint classic.

Wearing a white scholar's clothes, this man who looked to be only 30 years old had a Chinese character face, dignified, solemn, and handsome.

He was dressed quite simply, and the only visible ornament on his body was probably the missing jade pendant left by his deceased wife around his waist.

But on top of his head is a crown of bright yellow jade beads that should only be worn by emperors.

Sake-kun fell from the sky with a surprised expression on his face.

Duanmu Shanzen put down his teacup and then spoke quite calmly.

His voice is very elegant, which makes you easily think of your teachers and elders, and also makes you feel that the person in front of you is as calm as the mountains, forests, empty valleys, and deep lakes.

"Did something happen to you? Is Chu Chu with you?"

Duanmu Shanchan said in surprise, "King Wu kept his promise and left, so Sword Lord can't take Chu Chu?"

"No, it's the Immortal Lord."

Lord Qingjiu said: "City Lord, the Immortal Lord is by Duanmu Qing's side."

City Lord.

Jiuzhou City Lord, this is an interesting title. In fact, Jiuzhou City is the help of the Duanmu family, and it is not just a simple favor of Duanmu Shanzen to the two great masters.

But he himself is the true disciple of the previous city lord of Jiuzhou City.

The tax paid in Jiuzhou City is itself an investment by the former city lord in naming his disciples.