"What's wrong?" Yuan Fusun asked.
Yan Li considered his words and said, "Last night, I found out that Li Ku is killing people related to the Dragon Emperor Dynasty, especially members of the royal family. Seniors, you've done a lot for me, Yanshan Robber. Leave the rest to me and Eleven. You two should return to the Parting Hatred Palace first. "
Yuan Fusun hesitated. They had only found a few clues, and it was hard to tell whether Yanshan Robber's men were dead or alive. It didn't seem appropriate to return now.
Lu Hanqing had been worried about the safety of the Parting Hatred Palace for a long time, but he couldn't find the right time to bring it up. Now that Yan Li brought it up, he winked at Yuan Fusun and said with a smile, "We've been out for a long time. It's time for us to go back and report."
Yuan Fusun said, "Is it enough for you two? How about we transfer some troops from the Parting Hatred Palace? "
"No need. It's easy to alert the enemy if the troops move with great fanfare. It's more convenient for us to act," Yan Li said.
"And Fu 'er, how can Master always forget about me!" Fu 'er shouted and shook Yan Li's arm discontentedly. "I used to be a killer too!"
"Yes, the three of you." Yan Li smiled dotingly.
"I didn't know that little Fu 'er used to be a killer." Yuan Fusun didn't know much about their past, so he just thought the little girl was talking nonsense. He couldn't help but laugh.
Next, they would act together. When they arrived at the ferry, they would take a boat back to the Wei Kingdom.
Yan Li, together with Fu 'er and Yan Shiyi, rode on their flying swords and headed north along the river.
About three days later, they arrived at the foot of Mount Tulu in the Northern Tang Kingdom.
The Tianyi Sword Pavilion's dojo was at the top of the mountain. There was no water route to the top, so the three got off the flying sword and walked.
The Tianyi Sword Pavilion had occupied the area within a radius of hundreds of miles around Mount Tulu. After thinking about it, Yan Li decided to avoid the patrols to avoid meaningless killings and delay the rescue.
The Heavenly Sword Pavilion's name and ostentatious appearance weren't small. After avoiding a large number of patrols, they arrived at the entrance of the dojo and saw two or three rows of magnificent palaces. At the entrance was a huge square with many sword racks and a solemn bronze cauldron at the center.
It was late in the morning. Many disciples who were practicing their swordsmanship suddenly felt someone looking at them. When they saw the three people, they all rushed to them. One of them, who seemed to be a first-class practitioner, shouted coldly, "How dare you break into the Tianyi Sword Pavilion! Do you want to die?"
Yan Li said indifferently, "Ask Zuo Qianmu to come out. Tell him that the souls of the dead in Lu Province City are here for him."
"Ridiculous!" That person said harshly, "How dare a little bastard like you call the Deputy Pavilion Master by his name!"
From his words, Yan Li could tell that this person did not know about it. It seemed that only a few people knew about the operation of the Tianyi Sword Pavilion.
An idea came to his mind. "Fu 'er, close your eyes."
Now that he was here, he didn't have to suppress it anymore. As he spoke, the 1,000-foot sword mound was opened, and countless Sword Qi raged. Many disciples of the Tianyi Sword Pavilion felt a pain in their vital parts and fell to the ground.
"How dare you kill in the Tianyi Sword Pavilion!"
That person had never seen Sword Qi of such a scale. He felt disheartened. With just a glance, he knew that he was no match for Sword Qi, so he desperately fled in the opposite direction while screaming.
People came from all directions, but no one dared to come in because the 1,000-foot sword mound was already covered with blood. There were many experts in the Cultivation Realm among these people, but they died tragically in an instant without being able to resist. How could they not be shocked?
"The purple-haired black broadsword, that, that person is Yan Shiyi!" Someone screamed in horror. Suddenly, panic spread, and everyone took a step back.
At this time, two figures rushed out of a hall in the middle and stopped above and below the bronze tripod in the center of the square. They looked at each other and also saw Yan Shiyi. Their faces changed at the same time. The man standing on the bronze tripod shouted, "Yan Shiyi, the Tianyi Sword Pavilion has always minded our own business. You brought people here to make trouble. Do you want to start a war?"
Demonic laughter spread throughout the mountains and plains. It was as if purple flowers had appeared in every corner of Mount Tulu.
At this point, it was not just laughter, but also integrated into the Divine Realm.
Everyone was shocked by his tyrannical cultivation, but they didn't hear him speak for a long time.
The man who seemed to be the one who imparted the cultivation suddenly realized something and hurriedly repeated Yan Li's words to the other two.
The two's faces became extremely ugly.
The one standing on the tripod was Pavilion Master Xia Xiangkun. He had a square face and looked upright, but his eyes were dark. He stared at Deputy Pavilion Master Zuo Qianmu under the tripod, as if questioning him silently.
Zuo Qianmu was thin and wrapped in sackcloth. He wore a cloak and a thin sword at his waist. Facing the silent questioning, he did not know how to answer, so he braced himself and said, "Mr. Eleven, this is not the place to talk. Why don't you come into the pavilion, boil some tea, and slowly explain your purpose?"
Yan Shiyi only smiled and said nothing.
Yan Li said coldly, "Who instigated you to join forces to attack Swallow Fort? Where are the survivors of Swallow Fort? If you make me ask again, I will bathe the Tulu Mountain in blood!"
"And who are you?" Xia Xiangkun was furious. He felt that it was one thing to give face to Yan Shiyi, but a junior also dared to be presumptuous. This was intolerable.
"I am Yan Li," Yan Li said.
"Yan Li?" Xia Xiangkun's pupils shrank, and then revealed a shocking hatred. "You killed my son Xia Wanli. You came at the right time. Pay with your life!"
Yan Li's face was ruthless. He raised his hand and chopped, "Kill them all. Leave no one alive!"
Since they could not come to an agreement, it would not be too late to talk when the loss was big enough to hurt their hearts.
The evil laughter suddenly seemed to be magnified in everyone's ears. The entire Tulu Mountain seemed to suddenly darken. When they looked up, they saw a purple flower hanging upside down.
"Purple Night, Clear Mirror."
The purple flower rippled like the surface of a lake. Everyone who looked up at the flower was horrified to find that they could not move.
Xia Xiangkun's heart skipped a beat. Although he was already a True Earth Immortal, he had not reached the Immortal State. In terms of realm, he was much weaker than Yan Shiyi. At this moment, seeing that the opponent used the Immortal State to use his ultimate skill, he thought that if all his disciples died, the Tianyi Sword Pavilion would only exist in name.
Thinking of this, he was so angry that he wanted to pour out all the True Essence in his body to prevent this tragedy from happening.
However, he really ignored the horror of the Immortal State, which was beyond everything. The entire Tulu Mountain's extraordinary power was mobilized, and all the possibilities were shattered.
"Purple Night, Song of the Burial of Flowers."
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