Yan Xiangma!
The person who came turned out to be Yan Xiangma!
The number one playboy of Jiangnan City Yan Xiangma, the chief censor of the Monitoring Division Yan Xiangma, the treason dragon traitor Yan Xiangma, the seriously injured Yan Xiangma who was expelled from the family — —
Ever since Yan Xiangma was expelled by the elders of the family, he had disappeared from the eyes of the world, and no one knew where he had gone. Many people speculated that he had left Tiandu and returned to Starry Sky Academy to continue his studies.
In the Kunlun Divine Palace, the famous Starry Sky teacher Xiahou Qianbai was extremely appreciative of Yan Xiangma, and had the intention to accept him as a disciple. If Yan Xiangma could follow him, it would be a fortunate thing.
After all, he had suffered all kinds of grievances and was abandoned by the family. Naturally his heart was like dead ashes, and in addition to closed-door cultivation, there was nothing else that could make him reluctant to leave, right?
What Song Tinyun did not expect was that Yan Xiangma would appear in the main tent of the Qilin army. What he did not expect was that he was still wearing the flying fish uniform of the Monitoring Division.
Since he left, he had been removed from the Monitoring Division. The new chief censor of the Monitoring Division was a senior censor loyal to the Song clan. In this case, at least the Cui clan could not be the only one in the Monitoring Division, and the Song clan also needed to arrange informants and manpower inside.
A three-legged toad was not easy to grow, and two-legged censors of the Monitoring Division were everywhere.
If the Song family said you can, then you can. If you can't, then you can.
"What the hell happened in the middle?"
Thick eyebrows, big eyes, a pretty nose and thin lips. The way he smiled was a bit naughty, like a little fox that had just taken advantage of someone.
Yan Xiangma cupped his hands in greeting to Song Tinyun. "I haven't seen Big Brother Tinyun for some time, I really miss you."
"Yan Xiangma — —" Song Tinyun suppressed the hostility in his heart, trying to keep his emotions calm and appearance decent. "You're behind all this?"
"Elder Brother Tingyun, you think too highly of me. I'm just a nobody with a small nose and big eyes. How can I set up such a big trap?" Yan Xiangma pointed at Zhang Siyuan and said with a smile, "Even if it's General Zhang, he won't listen to the orders of a lowly Supervisory Censorate like me, right?"
"Who is that? Who is targeting our Song enterprise behind the scenes? "
Yan Xiangma thought about it seriously and said with a smile, "It's really hard for me to answer this question … The Song enterprise is so big, who doesn't want to step forward and step on it?"
Song Tinyun's eyes took on a glint of malice. "So, it is fake that you were expelled from the Yan family, and it is also fake that you were dismissed from your post by the Monitoring Division. This is a ploy by the Yan family to make you turn from the light to the dark, and get away from the surveillance of the major families — — Your Yan family has sided with King Hui? What? Do you really think that you can defeat the Song enterprise with your Yan Family and a mere Prince of the Hui nation? "
"We're not that naive." Yan Xiangma said with a smile. "However, we are all officials of West Wind, and King Hui is the monarch of West Wind — — What's wrong with siding with him? Loyalty to the monarch and patriotism, isn't this a matter of course? In this regard, I think our Yan family is better than your Song family. "
"Yan Xiangma — —"
"Don't be angry. Don't be angry. "Yan Xiangma repeatedly waved his hand, motioning Song Tinyun to calm down. "The famous Jade Tree of the Song Clan has always been suave and elegant, with a dignified appearance. You are the role model of the young people of West Wind. When you're angry, your image will be ruined. When I first came to Tiandu, my family told me to learn from you. "
"So, you set up this situation today to express your admiration to me?"
"That's not it. Today is your big day, everyone is very busy, how could they pull you aside to gossip? I'm just thinking that we can't just let people die without knowing why, right? After all, we've known each other for a long time. Without saying a word, I chopped off someone's head. It's too cruel to think about it, and not in line with my, Yan Xiangma's, style. You know, I've always been a peace-loving person. "
"You dare kill me?" Song Tinyun was taken aback, staring coldly at Yan Xiangma. "Do you really think that by trapping me here, your Yan family can overturn the sky? Yan Xiangma, if you're a smart person, I advise you to lay down your arms and surrender, and give your Yan family a chance to live — — "
"What if I'm not smart?"
"Then do what you think. Kill me, do what you have the ability. However, have you thought about how it will end in the future? When the Song family knows about today's situation, will your Yan family survive? At that time, my Song family will exterminate your nine clans. "
"Song Tinyun, why don't you understand?" Yan Xiangma sighed softly. "Until now, do you still think the Song family can survive this disaster? The Song Clan had stood tall for a thousand years and had been strong for a thousand years. This made all the members of the Song Clan think that this giant beast could never be defeated, and that it would not fall for generations to come … But did you really understand your enemy? Do you know … who's behind all this? "
"Isn't it your Yan family … and that useless emperor?"
"Hahaha …" Yan Xiangma laughed wildly. "Song Tinyun, you're really … ridiculously stupid."
"Even if that evil dragon is involved, so what? What? You let the Gongshu family members hide in the cave and make a scene at the wedding, didn't you want to create chaos in the city? That evil dragon went to kill my grandpa, right? You must be thinking that as long as you kill my grandfather, our Song Clan will no longer have any strong people to keep that evil dragon in check. Our Song Clan will collapse with a bang, and we won't be able to fight back, and you can bully and humiliate us as you wish … Am I right? I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. "
"Song Tinyun …" Yan Xiangma shook his head softly and said, "Your guess is … and not. Originally, as old friends of Tiandu, we should have known each other and supported each other. However, you were able to throw out your fiancée as bait... from this, it could be seen how cruel and vicious your temperament was. Today, don't blame me for being ruthless. "
Song Tinyun's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his whole body was full of murderous intent. He held a long sword in his hand, and his body was as taut as a bow.
As long as Yan Xiangma made the slightest movement, he would immediately draw his sword and behead him.
All along, he had been extremely confident in his own strength and realm.
At least, Yan Xiangma, the trash, was far inferior to him.
"Yan Xiangma … Don't you dare to touch our young master …" The guards who came with Song Tinyun raised their long swords and firmly surrounded Song Tinyun's body in the middle.
They were the loyal servants of the Song family, and they were unafraid of death.
"Kill." Yan Xiangma shouted fiercely.
Boom — —
The whole central army tent suddenly burst apart, the canopy disappeared, the silk cloth was shredded, and countless masters in black Monitor Division uniforms raised their swords and charged from all directions toward the small encirclement where Song Tinyun was.
Yan Xiangma stood in the same place, watching with cold eyes.
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An immortal can break a mountain with one sword, a sword can stop a river.
Ximen Zizhi had been a servant for decades, his heart was as calm as still water, but he had comprehended the supreme way of the sword.
Using his finger as a sword, when the sword came out, flowers fell, trees snapped, stones collapsed, the earth cracked, and all things bowed.
One house became two houses, and one small courtyard became two small courtyards.
The number of people or animals that were cut in half by the sword qi was countless.
The sword qi was still spreading toward the entrance of the small courtyard, and even the centuries-old locust tree at the entrance was cut in half.
Over the small courtyard, a silver crack appeared.
The crack grew larger and larger, and then Li Muyang's body jumped out of the crack.
At the critical moment, Li Muyang casually created a Sumeru space, and then put himself inside to avoid the incomparably sharp sword qi.
Unexpectedly, the sword was as fast as lightning. Li Muyang's space had just been created when the sword qi had already struck him in the face.
The sword was not a mortal sword, and the sword qi was not a mortal sword qi.
The moment the sword qi appeared, it had already locked a person's body in place. If your cultivation base was not high enough, you could only stand there and be split in half by the sword.
Even if Li Muyang's cultivation base was amazing, and he had the 'Art of Traveling through Clouds and Summoning Rain', such a magical movement technique of the dragon clan, there was still a sense of discomfort when he escaped.
When Li Muyang flew in, his chest was still hit by the sword qi.
Li Muyang's chest was struck by the sword qi, a huge gash was cut open on his robe, and the flesh of his chest was cut open, as if to cut open Li Muyang's chest.
Lowering his head, the robe on his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But this time around, the speed of recovery was extremely slow. Li Muyang could feel the pain of the robe. That sword had indeed dealt a great deal of damage to it, and even this unknown immortal robe could not defend against it.
The mystical aspect of the robe was seen by Ximen Zhuizhi. His eyes lit up as he asked, "What is that?"
"Robe of Rainbow Clouds," Li Muyang replied.
"Robe of Rainbow Clouds?" Ximen Zhuizhi thought for a moment, but he could not recall any records of this robe. "Is that an immortal weapon?"
"It must be an immortal weapon," Li Muyang said in a low voice. The robe was indeed powerful. Perhaps only immortals who lived in the Kunlun God Palace would have the rights to own it, right?
"To be able to defend against my Nameless Sword, it is indeed extraordinary." Ximen Zhuizhi said softly. "Receive another sword of mine then. I hope that you will not disappoint me. "
As he spoke, Ximen Zhuizhi raised his finger once more.
However, this time, he didn't raise one finger, but three.
The thumb and little finger of his right hand formed a seal, and the middle three fingers were raised up high.
The three fingers shone with a white light, as though three bolts of lightning were jumping and circling on them.
Boom …
In the skies above, dark clouds rolled and lightning flashed.
Kacha …
A bolt of lightning descended from the skies and struck Ximen Zhuizhi's finger.
Kacha …
Kacha …
Another two bolts of lightning struck down, and each bolt of lightning struck Ximen Zhuizhi's raised finger.
After the lightning struck down, it did not wither, nor did it disappear. They dragged their long tails, and were closely connected to Ximen Zhuizhi's finger sword.
Using a finger to transcend the tribulation!
Using a finger sword to borrow the power of Heaven and Earth.
Using the finger sword as a medium to connect with Heaven and Earth.
The most powerful sword technique was the Nameless Sword, which was also the Sword of Nature.
Sssss …
Three swords shot out at the same time, slashing towards Li Muyang in the courtyard once more.
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