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After crushing the sound transmission talisman, Xia Houli's cold voice temporarily broke through the limitation of space and reached the ears of these people.

"Master Xiahou, someone has rushed up the mountain. The movement is too fast, and it is really difficult for us to stop."

Xia Houli raised his eyebrows when he heard the words:

"How many people died under the mountain?! The formation!"

Golden Core cultivator murmured:

"The formation was shattered by him, and one person died under the mountain..."

Xia Houli's voice line is improved:

"Only one person died and let them succeed in climbing the mountain?!"

"You trash! How many people have already gone up the mountain!"

"Where have you gone now?"

Jindan monk hurriedly said:

"One person went up the mountain."

"Wearing white clothes, he stepped into the cloud and smoke formation, and now he has disappeared."

heard here.

Xiahou's doubts in his head were even worse:

"One person? How dare one person go over the mountain?"

"Could it be Tang Xun from Tangmen Valley? Or Li Zhan from Fengjian Villa?"

"If it's the two of them, it's really troublesome."

Thinking of this.

Xia Houli hastily suspended all ordinary training of the Black Steel Army.

As long as they were able to walk and move, they were all gathered together by him.

And he also ordered the black steel infantry guarding the mountainside to charge directly into the cloud and smoke formation.

It is intended to use the terrain position to weaken the enemy's strength as much as possible.

Unlike the conceit at the beginning, Xia Houli really felt the danger this time...

Just when the entire Black Steel Army became chaotic due to one person.

The Black Feather Evil Sect, the Tianyu Sect, and the Heisha Pavilion all suffered heavy losses the moment Song Qingshu walked up the mountain.

"Tang Xun! My Tianyu Sect is one of the three major sects affiliated to the Black Feather Evil Sect!"

"Even if you are tired of living by yourself, don't you think about your disciples and grandchildren?"

"When Mr. Moxiejia leaves the customs, you Tangmen Valley will inevitably encounter a catastrophe!"

The head of the Tianyumen is a fourth-layer Nascent Soul strongman, and he is also an unworldly master who can meet the threshold of the fifth-layer Nascent Soul.

can.

His opponent is Tang Xun who has already stepped into the fifth stage of the Nascent Soul.

So the fight lost all meaning from the start.

All the head of the Tianyu Sect can do is to think about what his last words are.

Along with the fire waves of the Buddha's anger fire lotus roared.

This day, the master of Yumen was directly blown away, fell to the ground and howled in pain.

Tang Xun still had a faint smile on his face:

"It only took half a moment for the Pavilion Master of the Heisha Pavilion to arrive here."

"But door master, guess why they didn't come?"

Reminded by Tang Xun.

The head of the Tianyu Sect seems to have thought of something, his eyes are full of horror:

"How could you attack Tianyumen and Heisha Pavilion at the same time?"

"The Tang Sect is already this powerful now?!"

Tang Xun was unwilling to explain clearly to him.

So Tang Xun directly shot a Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

The silver needle went straight into the eyebrow of the head of Tianyumen, leaving a faint red spot.

Immediately, Tang Xun stepped on the corpse of the head of the Tianyumen and walked forward until he reached the main hall of the Tianyumen.

"Where are the Tang Men Valley disciples?!"

Tang Xun looked at the disciples of Tianyu Sect who were panicking or holding swords or holding knives, smiled slightly, and then shouted.

"exist!"

Tang Mengu disciples came from all directions and gathered behind Tang Xun.

Tang Xun smiled indifferently:

"Leave no one alive!"

It was almost a one-sided carnage.

Because all the masters in the inner and outer valleys of the Tangmen Valley were dispatched.

Whether it is a Nascent Soul powerhouse or a Jindan cultivator.

Its quality and quantity are much better than Tian Yumen.

So even if the disciples of the Tianyu Sect resist desperately.

It doesn't matter if you run for your life.

Under the gleaming silver needles of Tangmen Valley, no one can escape...

Such a scene also appeared in the Heisha Pavilion.

The disciples of Fengjian Mountain Villa were fighting non-stop with the disciples of Heisha Pavilion, and the sky was full of clear light.

Either several dao swords shining with cold light pierced through the air.

The blood of the two factions stained the floor, walls, and everything in Heisha Pavilion red.

The duel between Nascent Soul powerhouses is even more astonishing.

The sky trembles at every thought.

Shaking with every move.

After just a few breaths of time, the number of people who died in each of the two sects is unknown.

On the highest floor of Heisha Pavilion, there are two people standing at this moment.

One stood with a bronze sword, the edge of the sword was dyed red, and blood dripped from the sword.

One half squatted on the ground, clutching his chest with his hands, his face was sallow, and he was struggling extraordinarily: "Fengjian Villa has always been friends with me, the Black Feather Evil Sect. May I ask why you are so cruel to me, Your Excellency Heisha?"

Li Zhan turned his back and looked at the battle downstairs that could be said to be a unilateral massacre: "The general trend."

The master of Heisha Pavilion sneered:

"You're gambling."

"If Mo Xiejia didn't intend to annex Fengjian Villa, wouldn't you shoot yourself in the foot with a rock?"

Li Zhan turned around and waved the bronze sword lightly in his hand.

A breeze blew past, and a red line appeared on the neck of the master of the Heisha Pavilion.

Then his head slid down gently.

The incision is crystal clear, and even the blood vessels and meridians are clearly visible.

"Gambling, you are sure, just sit and wait for death? You will definitely die."

After Li Zhan said this, he threw himself into the battle.

When the two cases were in full swing.

Song Qingshu was still walking quietly in the clouds, with a smile on his face all the time.

Chapter 342

Song Qingshu was in a cloud.

There is a bamboo forest path in the fog.

On the right side of the bamboo forest path is a big river with a lot of water and wide waves.

Song Qingshu walked through the bamboo forest path in the fog.

The stone road is exhausted, and the surging river is beginning to emerge.

Song Qingshu looked at the river water with white waves under his feet, and stared at the opposite river bank.

The river's width of hundreds of feet, coupled with the mist above the big river, hindered Song Qingshu's view of the opposite river bank.

Song Qingshu thought about flying straight across the big river.

However, the regular power of the magic circle that appeared and disappeared in the air made Song Qingshu dispel this idea.

Because he didn't come to the mountain for sightseeing.

Not to play above the mountain.

He came to kill.

Maybe kill a lot of people.

So Song Qingshu had to ensure that his energy was always at the fullest state.