There was a man standing in front of him. It was Su Changhe. He was wearing a mask. Behind him stood an arched gate. On the gate pillars were portraits of unknown ghosts.

Two big black characters were written on the gate - Hades!

"Boy, your illusion is too fake!" A royal priest sneered.

Su Changhe knocked on the mask on his face and said in a buzzing voice: "Please call me the Bull Head Priest!"

"Hehe, Bull Head? I'm also a Horse Face!" The royal priest who spoke showed a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. The next second, he burst out with momentum and jumped up.

A knife was swung out, and the knife was magnificent!

Su Changhe showed some helplessness. His strength was still too low. He could only show a gate, and he had to act as the Bull Head of Hades.

He thought to himself, took off the mask with his right hand, threw it out, and then stepped forward to meet the royal priest.

Outside.

Sikong Changfeng and the other four landed beside Baili Luochen and watched all this happen.

"Who are you?" Baili Luochen asked with a bow.

"Father, these are the young heroes of Jianghu Inn!" Baili Chengfeng hurried over and introduced them.

"Thank you for your help, young heroes." Baili Luochen suddenly realized and looked at the young faces of the four people in surprise.

He had always heard that Jianghu Inn was full of young people, all of whom were talented and masters.

Now he saw that they were more than masters, they were simply strong men!

"You are polite, my lord." Sikong Changfeng returned the greeting and glanced at the battlefield.

"The current battle situation has fallen into a stalemate."

Baili Luochen stroked his beard and smiled, "In your opinion, young hero Sikong, how to break the situation?"

Sikong Changfeng raised the corner of his mouth, holding the silver dragon spear in his hand, and took a step forward.

"Of course, I will enter the game with my body and break it with my strength!"

He rushed quickly and landed on the battlefield, looking for Nan Jue's generals.

"My Lord, we're going." Song Yanhui bowed, his robe swung, and he entered the battle, followed by Feng Qiuyu and Yin Luoxia.

"Grandpa, I'm going too." Baili Dongjun's blood was boiling, and he joined in with a sword in hand.

"The blood of the young is indeed hot." Baili Chengfeng sighed.

"The people in Jianghu Inn are too arrogant, not hot-blooded at all!" Jun Yu came to the two of them and said with a pout.

"Mr. Jun seems to have been wronged?" Baili Luochen took a look and laughed.

Baili Chengfeng knew what was going on. He held back his smile and said, "It's normal for young geniuses to be a little arrogant."

Jun Yu shook his head and said faintly, "I really want to beat them up!"

"Oh, really?"

At this time, a voice sounded.

I saw a crack in the sky, and two figures slowly fell down.

Su Muyu held up a star-chasing umbrella in one hand and put one hand behind his back, and came down gracefully.

Wenren Shangtian fell down, his black robe tattered, his eyes showing shock and fear, mainly because he was no longer breathing.

Wenren Shangtian is dead!

Jun Yu's pupils shrank. As someone who had fought with Wenren Shangtian, he knew Wenren Shangtian's strength very well.

Now Wenren Shangtian is dead.

Died at the hands of Su Muyu!

How powerful is this guy?

Baili Luochen and Baili Chengfeng looked up, both stunned. This was a strong shock to them.

Wenren Shangtian was the national master of Nan Jue, and he was even half a step into the divine journey, but he was killed by Su Muyu.

It was simply horrifying!

Jun Yu met Su Muyu's gaze and said lightly: "You seem to have no strength to fight."

Su Muyu nodded honestly: "Uncle, you have good observation skills."

"You are also very honest." Jun Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The two looked at each other, and then looked forward.

"Father, this is a good opportunity. The death of the Nanjue State Master in battle will surely cause some turmoil to the Nanjue army."

At this time, Baili Chengfeng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said to Baili Luochen.

Baili Luochen heard this, touched his beard, thought for a while, and looked at Su Muyu, "Young Master Su, please trouble you for something."

Su Muyu was surprised: "My Lord, what is it?"

Baili Luochen pointed to Wenren Shangtian who fell to the ground, "Please trouble Young Master Su to take the Nanjue State Master to shout in the sky."

"I have exhausted my strength and can't fly."

Su Muyu heard this, his eyes flickered, and then he looked at Jun Yu.

Seeing this, Baili Luochen also looked at Jun Yu.

Jun Yu took a look and understood.

Good guy, it turns out that his place is here.

After a moment, he smiled helplessly, soared into the air, threw his robe, and flew away with Wenren Shangtian's body.

"Nan Jue soldiers, your national master died in battle, why don't you surrender!"

The voice rolled away, resounding through the sky.

The soldiers of the two sides fighting below looked up and saw the national master in a black robe with a deathly pale face and torn black robes, obviously dead.

ThisThe Nanjue army really caused some commotion.

The morale of the Beili soldiers was high, and they took this opportunity to kill the Nanjue soldiers.

Behind the army, Prince Ao Rui saw the scene in the sky, his face became ferocious, and he shouted angrily.

"Damn it!"

"The national teacher is really a waste!"

"Your Highness, the situation is not right, let's retreat." A royal family worshiper stepped forward and whispered.

Ao Rui's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and waved his hand.

"Retreat!"

"Boom boom boom——"

The war drums thundered, one louder than the other.

The Nanjue generals on the front line heard the drums and shouted loudly.

"Retreat!"

The Nanjue army was immediately in a panic and retreated.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, the Beili generals showed joy on their faces, raised their swords, and roared.

On the battlefield, the Nanjue army retreated, and the Beili army chased them bravely.

Sikong Changfeng was piercing a Nanjue general with a spear, looking up at Jun Yu with a puzzled look on his face.

How could this uncle kill the Nanjue national master?

"Oh no, Nanjue has retreated." Sikong Changfeng looked around, jumped up, and looked at the rear of the Nanjue army.

"Catch the thief first!"

He locked his eyes on a man who seemed to be a big shot in Nanjue.

"Brother Changfeng, do you have this intention too?"

On the way, Song Yanhui met Sikong Changfeng, and the two met together.

"Hahaha, let's go and kill to the Nanjue imperial capital!"

Sikong Changfeng carried the silver dragon spear, grabbed a warhorse, and galloped away.

During this period, Feng Qiuyu and Yin Luoxia also met up.

The four rode warhorses to chase after Nanjue Prince Ao Rui.

On the other side.

"After this battle, Nan Jue will not dare to invade Bei Li again within ten years."

Bai Li Luo Chen looked at the front line with a smile on his face.

"My Lord is wrong. As long as Jianghu Inn exists in the future, Nan Jue will not dare to start a war!" Su Muyu corrected him slightly.

"Hahaha, that's right."

Bai Li Luo Chen was stunned, and then laughed, "The existence of Jianghu Inn is a blessing for the people of the world."

"Cough cough cough——"

At this time, a cough sounded, and a figure slowly walked out of a black fog in the distance.

Su Changhe covered his chest, his clothes were torn, wounds were exposed, his face was covered with blood, his expression was tired, but his eyes were shining.

"Damn, why didn't anyone tell me that there were three great free and easy masters among these Nan Jue masters!"

"I was almost killed, but fortunately I am fearless!"

When the black fog slowly dissipated, five corpses were lying on the ground, which were the five royal worshipers.

Jun Yu came back and heard what Su Changhe said. He was speechless and said, "Haha, you took it on yourself!"

But he was also very surprised that Su Changhe had taken care of five people by himself.

He must go and see Jianghu Inn.

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