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Ten miles outside Fuhu Pass.
The princes coalition camp.
Tens of feet away from the contiguous military tents, there is a unique large tent standing alone.
The lights inside are brightly lit, like daytime.
On the long table at the deepest point in the middle of the big tent, a row of motionless swordsmen sat upright. In the center was a tall middle-aged man. He didn't speak or move his chopsticks. He just lowered his head and took one cup after another. drinking.
On the left side of the swordsman's table is a group of women in different clothes. They are fat, swallows and thin, and each has its own merits. The only thing in common is beauty, which is uncontrollable for men after seeing it.
On the right side are more than a dozen old men in Taoist robes, all of them with white hair and youthful faces, with immortal demeanor, like immortals.
"Jinxuan, your disciple has been gone for half an hour, even if it is climbing, it should be a back and forth."
After drinking a full glass of wine, the tall, middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the woman in court at the front on the left.
"Yunlin has always done things properly, and this time he went with the red soft armor and the colorful Luoying. There is absolutely no chance of mistakes. We just wait quietly."
A smile appeared on Jinxuan's graceful face, and he said indifferently.
After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the old Taoists sitting across the table from her, drinking tea in silence.
"Senior Shou Que had a fight with the Zuo Guardian of the Qinglian Demon Sect some time ago. I don't know to what extent the demon has recovered after being hit by a palm and a sword twenty years ago."
The old Taoist who had been drinking tea with his head down raised his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes as pure as a deep pool, and said with a slight smile when he heard the words, "In the eyes of the old Taoist, the power of the left guardian of the demon teaching is even more strange than before. Surrounded by a form of death, it seems to have turned itself into a dead body that will never die again"
"As for the specific situation, when the Lord of Jinrong Island next sees Qinglian and the Dharma Protectors, he should take a look at it."
"Senior Shou Que has realized something since the great battle twenty years ago, and he has been practicing hard for many years. Finally, he broke through the three barriers and stepped half a foot into the mysterious realm within the Heavenly Gate. Tricky, it seems that this time the Qinglian Demon Sect entered the world, Xu has already made sufficient preparations."
The woman in palace costume restrained her smile, and paused slightly with the hand holding the wine glass.
The middle-aged man with the sword in his hand said, "The Qinglian sect is determined to promote the opening of the war, so we don't have much time left. We must solve the guard party that troubled the capital as quickly as possible, and then we can concentrate on it." Free up your hands to deal with the scourge of the Qinglian Demon Sect."
The woman in the palace costume nodded slightly, "What Sword Master Gan said is very true, but unfortunately, after the battle on the banks of the Wolong River, our actions against the Young Master of the Wei family were once again secretly sabotaged and obstructed by the Qinglian Demon Sect. Senior Shou Que fought against Guardian Zuo Regardless of victory or defeat, although our two island masters, Huayue, joined hands to kill the right guardian of the demon sect, they were also injured by his dying counterattack, and have not fully recovered until now"
"There is also Sword Master Gan, who even met the new generation of Qinglian Saintess from the Demon Sect. The first battle was earth-shattering. It can be called the strongest confrontation between the two ways of good and evil in the past twenty years."
The middle-aged swordsman said expressionlessly, "Since the demon sect has moved from the underground to the open, we can only join hands again, hoping to uproot it, as well as those incense halls that have been hidden so deeply. It has been exposed to our eyes, and it is convenient for us to take advantage of the coalition forces of the counties to destroy it in one fell swoop."
After drinking a few more glasses of wine, he suddenly raised his head and stared at the corner of the big tent.
There is a low table there.
Originally, it was the seat of the female disciple of the master of Luoying Island, Jinrong Island, who was going to perform a mission.
In fact, it doesn't matter whose seat it is, what is important is that there is an extra person behind the table that should be empty.
Still an ordinary-looking young man.
Sitting there munching on the case.
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When exactly did it enter their big tent of discussion! ?
A whole two-foot-long river fish was chewed and swallowed by him in two or three bites, and then he brought up a pot full of steaming soup.
Gudong Gudong.
In the big tent that suddenly became silent, the sound of swallowing was very obvious.
"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man asked, his voice was cold, like the cold light of a magic weapon after it was unsheathed.
Several gazes focused on the past at the same time, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became oppressive and dull.
"You guys haven't alwaysAre you looking for me? Now that I have thrown myself into a trap and saved you a lot of effort, you seem to be happy. Why do you all look serious and dull? "
"You, are Wei Suo?"
"I am Wei Suo."
Gu Juan casually put down the empty soup bowl, and picked up a plate of stewed meat on the table.
"How many people are from the Three Holy Lands?"
"The owner of Yundao, Luoying Island."
"The old man knows what he does and sees the Lord."
"I am the contemporary sword master of Xijianchi."
Gu Juan threw away the empty plate, picked up a portion of brightly colored fruits, and put them into his mouth one by one.
He said while eating, "Island Master and Guan Master are fine. Your name, Sword Master, is really too big. If you can't hold it up, it will become a joke."
After the middle-aged man took his last sip of wine, he turned the wine glass on the table, "It's up to you whether it's big or small, but the long sword in my hand is up to you."
"What did you do to Yunlin?" Jinxuan stood up abruptly, her face was covered with frost, and her eyes were already full of murderous intent.
Gu Juan smiled, opened his mouth behind his ears, and swallowed the whole plate of fresh fruit in one gulp.
"What do you say?"
Boom!
The entire big tent suddenly exploded.
In an instant, it turned into countless fragments and scattered in all directions.
Several beams of bright sword light lit up under the night, like lightning bolts piercing through the void and descending on the earth.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of thunder explosions.
In an instant, the strong wind, flying sand and rocks, coupled with the sudden burst of raging fire, illuminated a large area of ??the sky.
All the surrounding plants and trees were uprooted, and even the ground was cracked in a large area, like a boiling soup pot, stirring the mixed soil back and forth in it.
From time to time, bright and eye-catching sword lights came out of it, mixed with the thunderous crashing sound, completely breaking the originally silent night.
Until after a dozen breaths.
Everything came to an abrupt end without warning.
The sword light disappeared, the thunder disappeared, and the earth no longer shook and roared.
Even the fire that was still raging just now suddenly converged towards one place at this moment, and finally went out silently.
Only the sound of the whistling wind was left, spreading the scorched and unpleasant smell far and far under the night.
"We all underestimated you." The middle-aged man held the long sword in his hand tightly, stood upright in the center of the ruins, and covered the bleeding wound on his forehead.
In addition, the snow-white clothes on his body had turned into strands of rags, soaked in blood into a dark red color, mixed with the open wound, looking extremely bloody and horrifying.
And near him, there were still fragments of flesh and blood scattered all over the place.
Everyone else is dead, and no one can stand here and speak like him.
He stared at the ground under Gu Pan's feet, and could clearly see that a large area was sinking with his feet as the center, as if an iron ball had been placed on the softest bed, and the entire plane was sinking. become sunken.
How much does this guy weigh! ?
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