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Chapter 2016 When people die, nothing is left

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    Xiang Ping did not take any action. Since there was nowhere to escape, his fate was already sealed.

    Two elders of Qingyun, plus more than ten disciples, if this configuration kills him, the other party may not even break a sweat.

    Xiang Ping, who was in the realm of asking the gods, had no power to fight back.

    Xiang Ping closed his eyes in resignation, and then he suddenly smiled. For him, life and death have long been indifferent, and the only thing he cares about is Nan Sijin.

    In fact, Xiang Ping never thought of escaping from Mashan City. If it wasn't for Nan Sijin, he would rather stay there and look in the direction of Qingyun.

    Two disciples of Qingyun raised their long swords and rushed towards Xiang Ping's heart.

    "poof"

    "poof"

    With two muffled bangs in a row, the long sword pierced Xiang Ping's chest one after another, and the tip of the sword pierced through his back, and blood dripped down to the ground along the tip of the sword.

    Xiang Ping suddenly opened his eyes slowly again, looked at the Qingyun Sect member angrily, and said softly: "I have a feeling that the story between me and Nan Sijin should not be over yet."

    "Putong" After Xiang Ping finished speaking, his body fell limply.

    Everything about Xiang Ping's death came so plainly. In the Paradise of Paradise, people with his level of cultivation would die every day.

    Xiang Ping's death would naturally be very ordinary. He was just a disciple of a third- or fourth-rate family in Mashan City. Who would pay attention to him?

    However, there are often coincidences and inconceivable things in the world, and behind the seemingly ordinary things, there may be unexpected and unbelievable hidden.

    Elder Cao said calmly: "Let's dispose of his body, and then we will return to Qingyun immediately"

    Two of Qing Yun's disciples bent down and were about to drag Xiang Ping's body away.

    But at this moment, suddenly, a dark broad-backed sword shot from nowhere and pierced Xiangping's body with a "poof".

    Qingyun's people suddenly looked up and looked around. From a distance, they saw two figures floating in the air from afar, and then stood on top of Xiangping's body.

    A sloppy old man lowered his head, frowned and said, "Why is he so good-looking? Why does a man look like a flower?"

    The person next to the old Taoist said: "It's good that it's suitable. It's still fresh when you die just now. You can use it for him when you bring it back. You don't care if he looks good or not. What's the problem?"

    The old Taoist nodded and said: "That's true, as long as it can be used, it is indeed a good skin."

    The elder of Qingyun raised his head and frowned and asked: "Where did the two fellow Taoists come from? The Qingyun Sect is polite here. This is our Qingyun's internal affairs. I don't know you?"

    The two people came a little inexplicably, and what they said was also inexplicably.

    The sloppy old man turned his head and said, "Qingyun? The Qingyun next to the Qingshan sect?"

    Elder Cao was very upset. What is Qingyun next to the Qingshan sect? We have no sense of existence. He nodded patiently and said, "Exactly."

    The old Taoist nodded: "Oh"

    Yu Qiuyang turned his head and said, "I have to silence it, otherwise things will be very troublesome in the future, and it will not be easy to handle."

    "Okay." The old man looked at Xiang Ping's corpse on the ground, and said softly, "We want to accept your great favor, and in return, I will help you kill these people, which is regarded as revenge for you. You will go all the way in the spirit of heaven.  From now on, you will face the world again in another way, thank you in advance!"

    The people of Qingyun Sect were stunned for a moment, they were quite confused about what the old Taoist said.

    Yu Qiuyang suddenly stretched out his hand, and the broad-backed sword stuck on the ground fell into his hand with a "shua", the sword immediately rose from Zhu Chungang's feet, and the two raised their hands at the same time to drop the sword, and suddenly fell down.

    Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang's strong attack completely exceeded Qing Yunzong's expectations. The two came suddenly, and it took only a few words to make a move, which made Qing Yun completely unaware of the reason why they did it.

    "Crack, click" the two broad-backed swords fell on Qingyun's two disciples in an instant, and the opponent's decapitated immediately.

    In the hands of Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang, the Daoist Nine-Character Mantra Sword Jue poured down like nine long rainbows. Wherever the long rainbow passed, except for the two elders of the Qingyun Sect, none of the disciples were equal enemies.

    Seeing this, the two elders roared in shock and anger: "Are you trying to make an enemy of my Qingyun sect?"

    "It's not up to you whether you want to be an enemy or not. You will be silenced. Where did so much nonsense come from"

     With Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang working together, the members of the Qingyun Sect were quickly wiped out, and indeed not a single one was left alive.

    The sword of Mount Molu is far beyond what these ordinary elders of the Qingyun Sect can compare to.

    Xiang Ping died, his body lying quietly on the ground, with two long swords stuck in his chest.

    Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang stood beside him.

    At the same time, on the way back to Mashan Dongtian, Nan Sijin suddenly felt a pain in his heart for some reason. It was a piercing pain, which went to the bone.

    Nan Sijin squatted on the ground in pain, and looked behind her blankly, which was the direction leading to Molu Mountain.

    It is also the direction Xiang Ping is going.

    Nan Sijin knew that something must have happened, and it must be very important to her, but the word "impossible" was always echoing in her mind.

    So Nan Sijin stood up with difficulty, she staggered and walked a few steps, suddenly she flew into the air with a sudden stop, and flew towards the cave sky of Langya Mountain desperately.

    I don't know how long it took, Nan Sijin arrived outside Langya City, and the air here was still filled with the smell of blood.

    There is still a pool of dried blood on the ground, which seems to be telling what happened here.

    The corpses were gone, not only those of the elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect, but also Xiangping's corpse.

    Nan Sijin stood silently, without moving for a long time, she knew that something must have happened to Xiang Ping, and she knew that the pool of blood must belong to Xiang Ping.

    Although Nan Sijin doesn't have any evidence, she thinks so, because a woman's intuition is far more accurate than evidence.

    Time seemed to freeze.

    There were two tear stains on Nan Sijin's face. She squatted down, reached out to pick up the dust on the ground, and closed her eyes to her nose.

    "You are gone, what am I still living alone in the world? I want to be the peak master of Nanhui, and the suzerain of Qingyun. In fact, I just think that the higher and farther I go, the closer and closer you and I will be.  It's okay, I'm not really interested in that position" Nan Sijin murmured softly, with endless sadness in her voice.

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