It was Yunling who was urgent, and the young master atoneed his sins."

Compared to that little eunuch, Aunt Yun became much more aware of her appearance. When she saw that she failed to get a blow, she immediately recovered.

"Okay, you go down first!"

Xiaoyu waved her hand slightly, and Yunling turned around and disappeared into the Yaoguang Villa.

"Why let her go? Don't you think she has a problem?"

Xiao Si looked at the woman who was very sensible in front of him, and a different feeling flashed through his heart.

"Of course, even you can see that, why don't I know that she has another problem?"

Xiaoyu glared at Xiao Si, then said angrily.

Xiao Si scratched his head awkwardly. In front of Xiao Yu, he didn't know why. He was also eloquent and suddenly became a little speechless.

"Xiao Si, are you familiar with Tiandu City?"

After a while of silence, Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly lit up and she asked Xiao Si with some excitement.

Although the royal palace is extremely luxurious, it is like a cage to Xiaoyu. Without the permission of his master, it is impossible for those guards to let themselves go.

"Of course, I have never made a single step in the sky since I was born, and I am quite familiar with it."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Si nodded gently and replied.

People in the royal family do not often go to and from the palace for safety reasons, but these are just a joke for Xiao Si, who is unwilling to fight for power.

Xiaoyu's eyes gradually became brighter, and then she looked at Hai Fu who was dead on the ground and had a plan in her mind.

The ninth prince entered the Yuejian Palace. After an hour, he left the main entrance with his confidant eunuch.

Looking at the two people gradually distant, Yunling, who was far away in the attic of the royal palace, pulled a cold curve into the corner of her mouth.

...

Qingxia Academy, Tongtian Pavilion.

Helian Weiwu was in seclusion in Tongtian Pavilion, and the rich spiritual energy mixed with a trace of almost invisible dragon energy shuttled back and forth through the acupoints around him.

Rumble!

After a loud noise, the entire Qingxia Academy suddenly trembled. Helian opened his eyes majestic and a brilliant light flashed away.

"Xiao Bieli, get out of here for me!!"

At this moment, a loud shout like a bell spread throughout the Qingxia Academy. Countless Qingxia disciples rushed into the school gate and stared at the three uninvited guests in front of the school gate!

"Who? I dare to be arrogant in my Qingxia Academy!!"

Yang Wanli held a long sword in his hand and shouted at the visitor.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The visitor ignored Yang Wanli, but after Yang Wanli said this, the three of them burst into laughter.

"We don't care about a mere Qingxia Academy, even the imperial city of Liyue Tiandu!"

Among the three, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old who followed the two old men stared at Yang Wanli with a proud look on his face, with sarcasm in his eyes.

"What a big tone!"

Yang Wanli snorted coldly, then the long sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and attacked the three of them tentatively.

But unexpectedly, the spiritual sword exploded without warning halfway through, and the stimulating spiritual energy turned the inner sects of Qingxia Academy and the disciples of the Exercise Hall to rush over.

Yang Wanli even spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and his entire foundation was destroyed by the three people in front of him at that moment.

The boy behind the three stepped forward, stretched out his slender right hand, and clasped his fingers into a hook.

A strong suction force came from the boy's palm, and then Yang Wanli's body couldn't help but sweep towards the boy's hand.

"Hehe, you are still an elder. Even your cultivation level is worthy of the word "elder"?"

The boy sneered, and then grabbed Yang Wanli's hand and suddenly burst into a dazzling light of inspiration.

Yang Wanli's body instantly swelled like a balloon. With a shocking sound, Yang Wanli, the elder of the Palace of Execution, was blown away by the young man.

"Xiao Bili, if you don't come out again, none of your disciples will leave Qingxia Academy alive!"

After the young man blew Yang Wanli up, he took a sudden step, and a powerful energy spread like a wave.

The gate of the school that had been standing in Qingxia for 800 years was also gone under this energy.

After the dust settled, dozens of inner disciples of Qingxia Academy were already lying on the ground, breathless.

In the Qingxia Academy where the middle gate was wide open, more disciples rushed out with swords.

"Yi'er, don't talk to them anymore. I don't believe that he can watch these disciples die here!"

Among the three, the oldest man, who looked the oldest, gently brushed his beard and said to the young man coldly.

“Yes, Master!”

A bloodthirsty expression appeared on the young man's face, and then he slowly pulled out the long sword behind him.

"kill!"

Among the disciples of the school, I don’t know who shouted, and countless inspirations suddenly burst out of the school and killed the young man.

Yi Chengfeng smiled coldly, but did not take the sword light in his eyes at all. When the sword light came, his wrist trembled gently.

The long sword in his hand suddenly made a clear sound, and then a series of sword energy separated from the long sword and killed the inner disciples who were only at the acquired realm in the distance.

Yi Chengfeng came from a famous family and even the cultivation resources he came into contact with did not dare to compare with Helian Weiwu.

In addition, although he is still young, his cultivation level of Xuanzhong is enough to be rampant in the entire Dragon City.

Thrilling sounds came one after another. Any disciple who came into contact with those sword energy would either have their foundation damaged by the sword energy or their hands and feet were cut off.

It’s not that Yi Chengfeng does not have the ability to kill them, but Yi Chengfeng thinks that doing so will be much more painful for a cultivator than killing them.

Buzz...

Four sword lights burst out from Tongtian Pavilion in the distance, and the four elders fell in front of the injured disciples, encouragingly supporting the rising sword light.

Their cultivation level is only just a first-time master, and they are naturally unable to handle such young masters.

Finally, the four people had to use their strength to suppress the sharp sword lights. Before the four people could take a breath, the young man in front of him suddenly rushed forward with his sword and rushed towards them.

Li Zihou forced the spiritual energy in the acupoint, and suddenly rushed towards the young man with a long sword in his hand.

"Old ghost!!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly let out a cry of sorrow when the two sword energy crossed.

According to his strength, he could naturally see clearly that the old guy was divided into two by the young man's fierce sword energy.

After the sword energy dissipated, the young man gently brushed the sword with one hand, and behind him, there was a sound of broken bones coming from Li Zihou.

Starting from the shoulders, the whole body slid down to the ground. Li Zihou, one of the four elders of Qingxia Academy, was cut in half by the young man with a sword.

"Hehe, if Xiao Bieli's head-retching turtle doesn't come out again, it will be your turn next!"

The boy brushed his fingers across the long sword, and his gloomy eyes swept across the other three people who were seriously injured at this moment.

brush!

The sword light flashed, and a head soared into the sky.

Liu Qingxu, the only woman among the four elders, died on the spot.

"don't want!!"

Zhao Wuji and another elder had traces of blood in their eyes. At this moment, they were furious, but they were helpless when facing the young man.

"Qingxu is dead, what's the point of living?"

Beside Zhao Wuji, the most taciturn elder smiled faintly and shattered the spiritual sword in his hand.

Countless sword lights emanated from the shattered sword body. At this moment, time seemed to be frozen.

Luo Gang's entire body gradually became haggard from the upper body, and the blood and spiritual energy in his body seemed to be drained in an instant.

As Luo Gang changed, a terrifying and sharp aura emanated from the shattered sword in front of him.

"Star Breaking Sword Art?"

The old man in the distance frowned slightly, looked at the broken sword that was still gathering momentum at this moment, and whispered in a low voice.

“So what?”

The middle-aged man next to him looked at the gradually dazzling sword light with disdain, and the disdain in his eyes was unconcealed.

"Take care of yourself!"

Luo Gang turned around, looked at the old friend next to him who had been with him for decades, and said intermittently.

Zhao Wuji stretched out his hand to grab the taciturn old guy, but when he reached halfway through his hand, Luo Gang's body had been crushed into powder by the violent sword aura.

Rumble!

A huge explosion came from the middle of Luo Gang and the young man, and countless sharp sword lights were blown away in scattering. The entire Qingxia Town trembled violently at this moment.
To be continued...