Chapter 208

Traceless whispered: "it seems that all sects in Guiyang have heard the news. Obviously, everyone's goal is the old temple wish. It seems that a scuffle is inevitable later. "

Mo Ge said, "chaos is not necessarily a bad thing. The major sects are on guard against each other. At that time, there will be a big fight for the old temple. If so, it will be convenient for us to save people. "

Traceless nodded gently and was about to walk to the pheasant terrace when a voice came: "I can't let him run again today!"

"Yes!"

As several women answered in a crisp voice, Wu trace and Mo Ge looked sideways and saw more than a dozen people flying from Bishui palace.

More than a dozen women in green clothes are particularly dazzling in the snow field.

Many people heard the sound and looked over. They saw that more than a dozen women were flying away to Wuji and Mo Ge. The leader was a middle-aged woman with a long sword. Although her face was covered with a veil, she could still see the murderous spirit between her eyebrows.

More than a dozen women in the back are graceful. They are divided into three groups, two with long swords and three with empty hands. More than a dozen people are covered with gauze, but they don't see their true face. But just looking at its graceful figure is pleasing to the eyes.

No trace, Mo Ge sees it, and the sword comes out of its scabbard. They now know the identity of the woman, that is, Xue Hongye, the Liuyun envoy of Bishui palace, who made Zhen crazy worry about her all her life.

Ye Kurong, who had already gone to the pheasant terrace, stopped and turned around and looked at the disciples of the blue water palace who were surrounded by traceless and Mo Ge, with a cold smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Yes! God help me too! I'm thinking about how to disturb the situation of the dust edge Pavilion. Unexpectedly, Bishui palace came to help! "

The cold light flashed in ye Kurong's eyes, and Qu Quan said, "young Lord, my blood moon sect and Bishui palace have always been at odds. Why not take the opportunity to remove one of their messengers here today and hurt the vitality of Bishui palace?"

Ye Kurong said, "if we want to hurt his vitality, why do we have to do it ourselves?"

"What's the master's plan?"

"Let me ask you, how many people have come to Jiming mountain now?"

"During this time, major sects have come one after another. I'm afraid there are no fewer than a thousand people on Jiming mountain."

"What are they all here for?"

"Isn't it the old temple wish?"

"Is an old temple worth their coming? Is it worth my blood moon sect to mobilize so many people? "

Qu Quan was stunned when he heard the speech. Isn't it for the old temple? The blood moon sect came here for the same purpose?

"Of course, everyone's goal is the residual picture of blood Linglong. There is a saying called "blinded by profit" and another saying called "huaibi's sin". Now, in this case, whoever has a bloody remnant picture on his body will become the target of public criticism. Even if it is fake, he can't escape these thousands of eyes. "

Ye kuerong said it slowly, Qu Quan suddenly realized, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He waved and two XueYue sect disciples came. He whispered a few times, and the two disciples turned and left.

No trace, Mo Ge, seeing today's battle, Bishui palace obviously came prepared. Five people formed an array to trap Mo Ge, and ten people responded and blocked the rescuers. Xue Hongye rushed to Wuji with his sword.

When people are in the air, their left hand is raised, and a water sleeve flies to no trace. The sleeve shadow is as flickering as clouds. Although it is slow, it implies the sound of wind and thunder.

The long sword in traceless's hand vibrated, sent out a dragon chant, waved the sword and cut to the flying sleeves. The sleeve shadow gathered away, and the long sword met, "Ding", and the two swords intersected.

"Master Xue, there must be a misunderstanding between you and me. Why do you have to force each other?"

Traceless didn't fight back with his sword. After all, he was Zhen Madman's confidant and a person he never forgot. He didn't want to fight with him.

Xue Hongye snorted and said, "even if it is a misunderstanding, you must die under my sword today!"

No trace, what's the reason? So I just have to die?

"Why?"

"There's no reason. Killing you is my task. Since I'm out of the blue water palace, I must complete this task."

When he spoke, he stabbed out the long sword in his hand in a series, attacking without trace.

The blue water sword technique is famous for its complicated changes. The sword technique is dexterous and changeable. Once it is used, the sword style is sometimes like a continuous stream of water, a trickle of water, and sometimes like a nine day waterfall and a raging sea. Traceless once learned her sword technique and knew that she couldn't resist ten moves.

With a clear roar, he was lucky in the elixir field. A hot gas in his body came out of the elixir field, walked through the tail and mud pills, walked smoothly in the two veins of Ren Du and scattered around his limbs and bones, making himself refreshed and refreshed. The internal power moves the arm and infuses the sword body. The Qingyuan sword faintly reveals a sharp sword spirit, with a sharp wind, and welcomes Xue Hongye's long sword.

When the two fought, Xue Hongye danced with her sword and sleeves and did his best. The long sleeved wind and thunder are hidden, and the long sword is full of sword Qi. If anyone touches the body, he will be seriously injured and killed.

Traceless nature also makes every effort to do it. The seventeen style "donkey training sword" makes it graceful, pleasant and changeable. After several months of understanding, he has thoroughly understood the "donkey training sword technique", supplemented by his inherent advantage of flexible wrist. The same move is applied from time to time, and the direction of the sword often changes.

These ten moves passed quickly, and Xue Hongye's Liuyun sleeve and blue water sword could not touch the traceless skirt.

Xue Hongye became more and more frightened, and said in her heart: "this boy, I haven't seen him for a few days. Not only has his skill improved a lot, but his sword technique is more and more pure! Over time, this man's achievements are unlimited, but it's a pity... "

Although I felt pity in my heart, I didn't relax at all. I stepped up to urge the long sword and wanted to stab traceless under the sword earlier.

Traceless was surprised first and then happy. He also felt that his real Qi was extremely abundant, and when he was running, he seemed to be able to run freely without being suppressed by the internal cold. He thought to himself, "is it possible that my chronic disease has been cured?"

But he immediately denied that if it were so easy, wouldn't it be a false name for Fang not to hear that "he died of anger"?

He couldn't understand for a moment, but when he was refreshed, he felt comfortable. The Qingyuan sword in his hand is more and more convenient. His long hair is flying, and he still sees elegance and lightness.

Suddenly, he let out a long roar, which was clear, but he was happy in his heart and made it with his nature. This roar surprised Xue Hongye a little and sulked her heart.

As an elder of Wulin, she is one of the four messengers of Bishui palace and several experts in Bishui palace. Today, under the gaze of thousands of eyes, she even fought with an unknown younger generation for nearly 20 moves without winning or losing. Not only did she not win, but she could not take advantage of it.

Tiezheng, ye Kurong and others who watched the battle from a distance have seen the traceless sword technique, but today they have obviously improved a lot. Several people were surprised, and ye Kurong weighed it over: "this boy's sword technique is so fast. He is really a talent! That's it, let alone keep him! "

When Xue Hongye stepped up the offensive, someone suddenly shouted, "yes, it's them!"

When the crowd looked, they saw two men in black clothes, holding steel knives, pointing at Xue Hongye and the disciples in Bishui palace from a distance, shouting loudly.

"Yes, the remnant picture has long fallen into their hands. The boy wanted to kill people and kill people just because he knew she had the remnant picture. It's a pity that no one will know this secret forever..."

"We can't let her succeed in vain, so we kill the mother-in-law, rob the remnant map and give it to our big brother!"

They stood there shouting and singing, but Yang moved the steel knife in his hand and didn't really rush up.

When Tiezheng heard the speech, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Tieer on one side said, "headmaster, we have worked hard and killed countless disciples, but finally let this woman take the lead?"

Tie Zheng said, "take it easy. I don't think things are so simple!"

However, the words of the two men stirred up thousands of waves like a stone in Jiming mountain. Everyone took out their weapons and rushed to the disciples of Bishui palace.

Tieer hurriedly said: "if we take it easy, I'm afraid we won't have a chance at that time..."

Then he flew to the disciples of Bishui palace. Tiezheng shouted, "you..." but Tieer was already five feet away.

This suddenly became abrupt, and even Qi Deng and others standing on the pheasant terrace were stunned.

The disciples of Bishui palace soon fell into a siege. Xue Hongye saw that her disciples were in danger. Ignoring no trace, she withdrew her sword and flew to save her. The five women who besieged Mo Ge also evacuated quickly. More than a dozen disciples of Bishui palace gathered together and were afraid in the face of hundreds of Jianghu people who were eyeing.

Yankai and Zhen madmen saw the chaos in the field. Everyone gave up the old temple wish and got involved in a scuffle. But dozens of people still stood motionless on the pheasant terrace.

Zhen madman looked up at the man tied to the tree stump. He wanted to crack his eyes. He burst into a drink, took out his soft whip and flew to the pheasant terrace. Yankai quickly ordered the beggars' sect disciples to keep up. Hundreds of beggars' sect disciples shouted and rushed to the pheasant terrace.

As soon as Zhen madman arrived at pingzhong, an old man wearing a hat said nothing and pulled out a simple steel knife to chop his head. The wind of the blade is fierce and the attack is urgent.

Zhen Madman's soft whip trembled and swam like a spirit snake around the old man's waist.

The two men passed by like lightning and Firestone. Zhen madman said in a deep voice: "Bei Dao Han Li! I didn't expect you to enter the dust Pavilion! "

"'shadowless whip 'Zhen Lechi! Unexpectedly, you suddenly disappeared from the Jianghu for decades, but you have been living in seclusion in Guiyang“ The old man also said in a cold voice.

Zhen madman "Hei hei" smiled and said, "yes, I think no one in the world remembers me anymore. Unexpectedly, you still remember my name." The shadowless whip Zhen Lechi took away the soul and money Qian Daoqian, but a pair of proud disciples of Du Chunfeng, a hidden Xia in southern Hunan, just disappeared suddenly when he was famous. Now I think it must be for the sake of the blood exquisite remnant picture“