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The shouts of the crowd converged into a huge question, and it fell heavily on the main banquet stage, creating waves on the flat ground!

In the midst of the thunder, the banquet chairman reacted instantly: Among the outsiders, Jingwei Nuguan and the owner of the floating bridge moved together with Changshengtian, each took two steps away, stood alone, and looked at the banquet host in the family.Inside the aristocratic family, apart from Nie Jinglun who had fallen from the poison and Xu Qingping who was treating Nie Jinglun, Shao Qianyuan came to Fang Hongde's side subconsciously, and then looked at You Bule.You Bule stood where he was, with hesitation on his face, and he didn't take any action.The patriarch of the Zhi clan narrowed his eyes slightly, scanned the two people, and finally stopped on Fang Hongde.

Only the original sound flow and words and pillow words do not move.

Gein they've seen everything.

All reactions are but an instant.

In an instant, Fang Hongde's eyes were like lightning, and he quickly fell into the crowd, trying to identify who was speaking!

But everyone is terrified, everyone is angry, everyone has distorted and hideous faces, looking at the chairman of the banquet, looking at Fang Hongde, all the leisure and politeness at the Luming Banquet just now are like masks at this moment The face fell off like a human face, and what remained was a ferocious face that seemed to be born from the bottom of the abyss.

Fang Hongde's heart shrank heavily.

At this moment, a pair of invisible hands squeezed his heart tightly, making it difficult for him to breathe, and then caused bouts of dizziness, forcing him to close his eyes to calm down and stabilize his emotions.

Forced to remain calm, Fang Hongde shouted: "Everyone, don't panic, and fall into the tricks of the devil!"

As soon as this remark came out, the arena suddenly became quieter.

Mr. Fang Da is heroic and righteous, and his name is passed down to You Lu. No one has said anything bad about him for many years.He spoke at this time, and everyone was willing to listen to him.

But it was also at this time that suddenly a voice pinching his throat sounded in Fang Hongde's ear, with a strange yin and yang, and a delicate smile: "An accident happened to the Luming Banquet 50 years ago, and another accident happened to the Luming Banquet 50 years later..."

A certain string in my mind was hit hard!

Fang Hongde suddenly opened his eyes, and with all his profound skills, he followed the direction of the voice and dodged into the crowd to catch the bewitching person!

As soon as Fang Hongde said a word, he appeared in the crowd, and the crowd who were about to listen to him was shocked, and there was a bigger commotion and louder noise:

"What is Mr. Big doing!"

"Mr. Da first explain the current situation!"

Fang Hongde looked left and right, everyone avoided him like a tide, his eyes were full of disbelief; he listened carefully, the voices came from all directions, whispering, as if every sentence was an accusation against him !

Fang Hongde's mouth was dry, and he distinguished: "I will first catch the demon elements lurking among you—"

That thin, strange voice came again: "Fifty years ago, it was found out that the Gao family had colluded with the Demon Dao, and their reputation was ruined, and they died without a place to die; 50 years later, it was found out that Mr. Fang Da had colluded with the Demon Dao, and his reputation was ruined, and he died." There is no place to die, hahaha—”

Fang Hongde's eyes flickered, as if he saw a figure who hated to the marrow among the tall and short crowd!

The trance and hard work just now turned into blood-washed hatred in an instant!

Fang Hongde shot instantly, the saber energy transformed into form, pierced through the crowd, and brought out bursts of violent wind, causing a crowd to exclaim.

Then, a person with an ordinary face and no distinctive features appeared on the only way Fang Hongde was going forward!

He is the one who spoke in secret just now, his martial arts are sparse, his appearance is plain, he has only one ventriloquist specialty in his life, he can change the voices of men, women, children or even specific people at will.

With the blade pressing against his body, he showed a look of panic, and he was about to splatter three feet of blood under the aura of the blade.

Counted!

Among the crowd, a bearded man quietly smiled.

Murder and kill.

The banquet host on the stage frowned dissatisfied.

It was also in the blink of an eye that among the guests, one of the guests suddenly held his abdomen in his hands, showing a strange expression, and the whole person swelled rapidly as if inflated——

The strange thing attracted everyone's attention, and just when everyone turned their eyes, there was a "bang", the human body exploded, and flesh and blood splattered.

Half of the flesh and blood rose to the sky, attracting countless red shadows in the sky, gathering to form a huge ghost king flower without friends.

The ghost king Huahua faces down, and each pattern on each petal is a life, and each life is a crying and laughing grimace!

The other half's flesh and blood shot out in all directions, attracting countless black shadows all around. The black shadow made a "buzzing" sound. It was a soul-destroying insect with only nine pairs of soul-destroying wings, symbolizing eighteen hells!

The ghost king flower confuses people's hearts, and the soul-destroying insect destroys the soul and bites the bone.

But in an instant, the world was turned upside down, and the universe was turned upside down.

No matter how deep the poisoning was, the host of the banquet had no time to act at this time, and the guests at the banquet had just discovered that they were poisoned, and saw that Fang Hongde was uncharacteristically magnanimous and virtuous, rushing into the crowd showing a domineering and arrogant appearance, even more so Feeling dissatisfied and unwilling to resist, scattered left and right, it seems like a catastrophe is imminent, and the birds are flying around, which really corresponds to the three characters of "deer singing feast"-a pack of wolves hunting deer, just right for their joy.

When the ghost king flower was in full bloom above the Luming Banquet, it not only polluted the red sun, obscured the light, and bewitched people's hearts, it also bloomed over the entire family like a devil's flower!

In the aristocratic family, everyone looked up at the sky, and when they were at a loss, some of them opened their mouths and smiled greedily.

Tonic time...finally!

When everyone's eyes were focused on the chaos created by Guiwanghua and Soul Destroyer, Yuan Yinliu's eyes were fixed on another place.

He clearly saw that at the moment when someone blew himself up in the banquet and the flesh and blood flew everywhere, besides what everyone could see, there was also a thin wisp of black smoke hidden in the flesh and blood, rising suddenly. , suddenly condensed into a small sword in the sky, and then dissipated, only a moment before and after.

It was not the first time he had seen that unique little black smoke sword.

The last time I saw this small black smoke sword was when the Buddha Kingdom illuminated the fragments of the demon soldiers with the heart of the Snow Sea Buddha.

"Oops..."

On the high platform, Yan Zhenci pressed the sword with one hand, and before the sword was unsheathed, he heard the sound of the original sound flow from beside him.This voice was inaudible, if it wasn't for Yanzhenci being beside Yuanyinliu, he wouldn't have heard the sound of the breath at all; it was Yanzhenci being beside Yuanyinliu, he just happened to hear, in the breath, the sound of Yuanyinliu was spontaneous The chest and lungs emanate, deep and joyful.

"It's such a mess, God's disaster—"

He confirmed it.

"I" hides me, hides a thing.

"I" pushes me, pulls this out.

Yan Zhenci subconsciously glanced at Yuan Yinliu, wanting to observe the expression of the other party, but in the blink of an eye, he met Yuan Yinliu's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Master?"

"Good disciple..." The words were suspicious, "You seem to be very happy?"

"Take a good part in the Luming Banquet, and so many things happened in the end, why should I be happy?" Yuan Yinliu asked back with a smile.

"That's true. With you, it seems that we can always meet strange things." Yan Zhenci sighed.

"Oh, after all, the earth is full of dry bones—" Yuan Yinliu sighed again, and his pretentiousness was no different from usual.

Yan Zhenci glanced at the original sound flow, and decided not to delve into the complicated heart of this person.

He drew his sword, unsheathed it, and said, "This statement is wrong."

Original sound stream: "How can I see it?"

Yan Zhenci erected his sword, and pointed the giant sword without a front to the sky, reflecting the evil light from the sky, shaking people coldly.

The sword is a blunt sword, with a huge que and no front, and it weighs a hundred catties.

In addition to the word "blunt" on the hilt at that moment, there is also a line of small characters hidden on the body of the sword, which is "There is no fierceness in the hand, and the sword does not open; there is an edge in the heart, and heavy lifting is not light."

The little devil who had a bad temper and bullied birds and animals all over the mountains and plains also knows how to be tempted, forbear, calm and self-restraining.

Yan Zhenci sighed in his heart, looked up, and smiled slightly: "With me here, the dead bones will be reborn."

That's an understatement.

He took a step forward and landed a sword.

The sky is shaking, the earth is shaking, and the four fields are divided.

Boundless flowers burst through cracks, crying and laughing grimaces squeezed and shrieked, and withered instantly; boundless insects fell to the ground one after another, eighteen pointed wings softened and fell off, turning into dust.

The cage woven of darkness was torn from within.The light seeps out from the cracks, first in a line, then in pieces, and finally scrambling to get into the banquet!

This sword swings forward, the darkness retreats, the light is reborn, and the bright universe reappears!

But that's not all.

The sword energy generated by the sword edge still exists on the spot.

It floats in mid-air, stands on the ground, like the head of a thousand soldiers, and splits itself, one sword turns into ten thousand swords, and ten thousand swords are like swimming fish, diving into the wind, half of them scattered around, chasing the remaining soul-destroying insects; Fly to the crowd and land on everyone in the banquet!

Before the exclamation could be heard again, the guests at the meeting quickly discovered that although the small sword energy, which was only half an arm long, was as fast as a rainbow and powerful, it did not fall on them.Instead, it flew through the gap among people with a slight difference, and rushed towards the rest of the people who were struggling and bewitched by the ghost king flower.

Afterwards, the hundred-smelting steel turned into soft fingers.

The small sword whirled lightly in mid-air, the sharpness became lighter, and then lightly twirled around the neck of the bewitched, causing them to fall into a coma.

Then, the words and pillows were put back into the sheath of the sword.

Thousands of swords return to one again, and one sword pierces the sky.

This sword with the potential to divide the world, carries the wind and pierces the moon, pierces the clouds and the sun, and uses the golden weapon to make a long cry, moving the world!

Although You Lu is huge, countless forces also felt the power of this sword, and they looked up to find the place where the power of the sword came from.

There is no trace of the person, and the sword is gone, but at this moment, everyone has understood the letter brought by the giant sword:

I am here, the sword is here, who wants to come?

The ground at the Lu Ming Banquet was a mess, and dust swirled in the light.

Everyone in the banquet had forgotten where they were and what had happened, their eyes were focused on words, their minds were all taken away by this man's sword, and they could not regain their senses for a long time.Even the rest of the banquet hosts on the same banquet chair saw the giant sword after forcing the venom one after another, their hearts were shaking, and they thought to themselves:

The power of this sword to split the sky, if you look at You Lu, only a few masters and suzerains can compete.

I have never heard of the name and surname of "Yan Zhen Ci" before. Could it be that it is a trump card carefully cultivated by the Sword Palace and hidden in its hands?

With this peerless sword, coupled with the wise men in the world, the Sword Palace may continue to be brilliant for another hundred years.

Sword Palace... is really lucky.

Jingwei Nuguan and the others cast their obscure gazes on Yanzhenci and Yuanyinliu, but the crowd who had just recovered from their panic couldn't help making noise again. This time, the fear and anger that hadn't subsided controlled them. The crowd questioned Chairman Yan and Fang Hongde: "Why did someone blew himself up, why did ghost king flowers and soul-destroying insects appear, Fang Hongde, you have to give us an explanation!"

At this moment, the situation is not suitable for Fang Hongde to speak again.

The patriarch of the Zhi clan ranked first among the six surnames, so he did his part and stood up first.

As the name suggests, the Zhi clan has extraordinary wisdom. The family separated from the Daqing Dynasty 300 years ago and was led by this clan; 300 years later, the Zhi clan still plays an important role in the family.

The first sentence of the patriarch of this generation, Zhi Jiukai, is: "The way of the devil is rampant. After a hundred years, it will be revived again. They use ghosts and ghosts to try to catch us all, and they will all be magic medicine people! The ghost king flower and the soul-destroying insect are the first wave of attacks by the way of the devil. It's definitely not the last wave! I'm afraid that the backhand of the Demon Dao is blinking. For the time being, everyone can only unite as one, stick to the fortress, defeat the Demon Dao, and then follow up—"

There is some truth to this statement.

The owner of the pontoon bridge and Changshengtian remained calm, and only beckoned for a few people to surround them.

But this is not a satisfactory answer to the banquet guests.In the midst of the anger, someone laughed loudly again, bitterly: "The masters of the banquet have finished expelling the poison, of course it is light and delicate, 'let's follow up', those of us who are still poisoned, don't know how many people there can be." What's next!"

Zhi Jiukai shouted angrily: "Who is talking!"

At the same time, among the guests, Fang Hongde, who was silent and motionless, like an old monk in meditation, had a cold light in his eyes, and he raised his sword light again, and the sword light slashed towards the place where the sound came from!

This time, the crowd dispersed, and the fierce sword light drove straight in, and only one person took over!

The man was thick and tall, with a beard, patched clothes, and a weather-beaten appearance.

Yan Zhenci snorted because he knew this person: it was the rough guy who answered his parrot's neck question correctly before!

However, Fang Hongde's complexion changed suddenly, and the Lengshuang knife in his hand even rustled because of this, indicating that the master was fluctuating violently.Because he also knows this person, this person is——