Chapter 738: Six People Coming

"Pa bang bang..."

The raindrops hit the ground, and small round ripples appeared on the small puddles on the road.

There was a click, and the puddle was crushed by the hurried white-clad hard-soled shoes, and splashed away in all directions.

In a blink of an eye.

At the end of the road, the figure of the team in white disappeared.

Trade fair site.

Watching many white-robed officers heading to Beicheng District for support, the white-robed and red-robed operational commanders in the teahouse were silent.

After a long time, someone finally spoke up.

"Holy power?"

"Well, it's unlikely to be an illusion. I guess someone must have known about the actions at the Lingque Trade Fair and decided to take action in another place."

"who?"

"Within the Dongtian King City, apart from the Holy Temple, the only semi-holy forces are the newly arrived Jiang family and the First Tower of Heaven."

"That's the Jiang family. After all, these people are not here tonight, and the people on the first floor of the sky are at the trade fair."

The white-coated commander's communication was very simple.

In just a few sentences, the situation is clearly analyzed.

"What do you want to do by taking this opportunity to attack Semi-Saint Jiang?" someone else asked.

"Jiang family Jiang Xian, Sanyan Tongmu..." Another person in white guessed.

After saying this, the tea shop became quiet again.

Three disgusting pupils.

When it comes to this, it can't be a trivial matter.

As the white robe that slays darkness and evil, as the only ray of light in the darkness.

How could those present here not know that Sanyan Tongmu's matter was huge and involved many things?

Support has been sent, and everyone is silent at the moment.

Man proposes, God disposes.

I just hope that the battle situation in Beicheng District will not be bad news by then.

"How many!"

At this moment, Chu Lisheng, who was warming tea in the back, suddenly spoke up and interrupted the conversation of the people in white with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter?"

The commander in white immediately looked around.

"There is bad news..."

Chu Lisheng held the communication bead in his hand and said sadly: "I just received news from the Yao family in Wangcheng, saying that Yao Ye, the old man of the Yao family, died tonight, and the person who took action was a man named Bazun Shu. "

Snap.

Everyone at the two tables dressed in white and red stood up in shock.

"Eight Masters?"

Watching the night was surprised: "Real person, or a fake?"

Chu Lisheng looked back and said sadly: "Several seniors in red clothes are not from the royal city. They may not know that Yao Ye of the Yao Mansion is the sword holder of the Taosheng Water Sword among the twenty-one famous swordsmen. Taixu cultivation."

At this moment, the pupils of the people watching at night shrank suddenly.

Too weak...

died?

If Chu Lisheng could convey such words, Yao Ye must have truly fallen.

And the fluctuations caused by Taixu's death were so small?

Even, sit in this tea shop.

All the attention of Bai Yi and Hong Yi was attracted by the Lingque Fair and the Holy Power.

I never expected that Taixu would die in battle tonight.

"In this case, it can only be the sound of the sword just now..."

Among the white-clothed commanders, someone Chi Ning spoke up.

Indeed, before the Holy Power erupted, there was a sound of swords from the west.

But no one took it seriously at the time.

Yao Mansion Jian Ming, isn’t that normal?

Unexpectedly, that was Yao Ye's last cry!

"Test the sword?"

A commander in white with a sword asked.

"Um."

Chu Lisheng nodded: "Simply competing with swords, regardless of anything else, Yao Ye failed to guard the sword and died. It is a serious matter in the ancient sword cultivation tao."

serious……

If it were left to him, everyone would be willing to believe that this serious thing is really serious.

But tonight there is a lot of turmoil, and this happens at the same time, how can this be serious?

"So, is it really the Eighth Sword Immortal?"

Watching the night looked back at the people around him, and the battle in the Eighth Palace outside the White Cave came to mind.

At that time, their mission was over, and the rest was the responsibility of the white clothes, so Gou Wuyue ordered the few of them in red clothes to leave the scene first.

Never thought about it.

As soon as they left, they heard that there was a battle in the Eight Palaces, and seven hundred people in white clothes were killed.

Even the Moonless Sword Immortal was defeated by a dead branch at the head of the Saint Slave.

And the identity of the other party is also ready to be revealed.

"The Eighth Sword Immortal..."

Lan Ling murmured in a low voice: "He is here too."

No one can fear the words "Eighth Sword Immortal".

That's a myth!

It’s not from ancient times, but from the Eastern Region decades ago. It can be said to be contemporary...a true myth!

After the battle in the Eight Palaces, the declaration of war between the Holy Slave and the Eighth Sword Immortal was actually suppressed by the Holy Temple to avoid causing panic and the following of dark forces.

But outsiders don’t know it, but my own family understands it!

The first Saint Slave is the Eighth Sword Immortal, the Eight Masters.

This is well known to everyone inside the organization, both in white and red.

As soon as the situation at the Lingque Trade Fair was settled, the other side took action.

"This is too fast!"

Vigil was amazed at the speed of the Holy Slave.

These people seemed to have the eyes of the avenue, as if they were watching every move in the Holy Temple all the time.

And once the Holy Temple is compromised.

That fatal blow in the dark is delivered right to the head!

"But why did he touch Yao Ye but not us?"

"personal enmity?"

Some people doubt it.

Then someone thought of a very ancient legend.

"Famous Sword Twenty-one..."

"Yes, the Eight Masters should be eyeing these twenty-one famous swords."

"From ancient times to the present, no one has collected all the famous swords, but there are legends that when all the famous swords are collected, this will be another road to sainthood."

In the past, everyone thought the rumors were false.

Before the Eighth Sword Immortal actually appeared, no one would believe such a ridiculous path.

Even if there were twenty-one famous swords, no one would have twenty-one hands to wield the sword at the same time.

How could this be another road to sainthood?

But when Bazun, whose identity was confirmed, took action and actually acted on this path, Baiyi immediately uploaded the information.

No matter whether this inference is accurate or not.

In short, the enemy's intentions.

The Holy Temple only needs to be stopped.

The holy power is leaked, and the Eight Masters take action...

During such a sensitive period of the Lingque Trade Fair, such disgusting things happened.

Even though the commanders in white and red here had a lot of experience, they all felt a little panicked.

"Have our people arrived yet?"

At this time, Vigil looked at Chu Lisheng and asked inquiringly.

He is one of the few people in the Eighth Palace who has seen such magnificent formations, so he is even more aware of the horror of the Eighth Sword Immortal.

And since the other party decided to take action, it was obviously not possible to just grab a famous sword.

Because, Xu Xiaoshou may still be at the trade fair today.

Holy slave, it is impossible to sit idly by.

That's the case.

Even dark forces such as Saint Nuna will intervene in the situation.

At that time, even Gou Wuyue was suppressed, so this transaction will be such a battle.

Even if there are many people.

How could the operation be successful without a big boss in charge?

"It should be soon..." Chu Lisheng responded subconsciously, and suddenly looked at the void on the other side, and changed his words: "Coming!"

A sound fell.

Then he saw ripples surging in the void.

Then, a complex pattern of Dao patterns spread out, filling a small half of the sky, making the night glow a little.

The next breath after the construction of the Heavenly Secret Formation is completed.

A small space passage expanded, and two young figures, a man and a woman, came out of it.

The man is tall and straight, handsome and handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is high-spirited.

The woman's figure is graceful, her face is covered with gauze, and her starry eyes are shining with hope.

The appearance of this combination is simply like the emperor's son and fairy from heaven descending to earth.

Both of them have refined temperaments and are not tainted by fireworks.

The originally solemn night was decorated with an extremely gorgeous touch and became more beautiful.

"The little girl Yu Zhiwen has met several seniors."

As soon as he appeared, Yu Zhiwen took the lead in twirling his delicate hands and bowing.

Then she turned her eyes and looked at the table in red with a little surprise, "Sister Lan Ling..."

"Sister Zhiwen!"

Lan Ling was also surprised by the visitor.

The last time she cooperated with Yu Zhiwen in Baigu, she understood the terrifying secret skills of contemporary young people, and also understood why the Holy Temple dared to gradually dispatch young people to cooperate with the actions of red clothes, white clothes and others.

More than just exercise.

They really work!

It was so useful that Lan Ling couldn't find anything wrong with Yu Zhiwen except for the accident of "running" on the Lijian Grassland.

And that disturbing sound of "run"...

Tell the truth.

Until the end, Lan Ling never dared to ask directly whether it came from Xu Xiaoshou or Yu Zhiwen.

It's over.

Then he let it go.

Investigate?

Pointless.

Falling from the void, Yu Zhiwen floated to the red table and came to Lan Ling.

Lan Ling smiled and said: "Why is it you? I thought you had returned to the Central Territory to resume your life."

Yu Zhiwen quirked his eyebrows and replied with a slight smile: "I am disappointed with Sister Lan Ling, but the master asked me to stay in the Eastern Region on standby, saying that there is still something useful, and by the way, he also brought it to me. A helper can come in handy right now.”

"There's no way to be disappointed..."

Lan Ling laughed and shook his head. He followed Yu Zhiwen's gaze and looked at the young man who was still floating in the void. He seemed to be aloof, and seemed to be waiting for others to introduce him. He was looking at this world curiously during the gap.

"This is it?" she asked.

Yu Zhiwen introduced with an expressionless face: "My senior brother, Situ Yongren, is number one on the Taoist Heavenly Ranking. He is the beloved disciple of the Taoist Palace Master. He is much more powerful than me."

Everyone was surprised.

Tao Department, one of the six departments of the Holy Temple.

The Taoist Tianbang is a ranking list for delving into the mysteries of the world. Those on the list have extremely profound attainments in the art of heaven.

Everyone already knows that Yu Zhiwen is in front of him, and he is ranked second on the Taoist Heavenly Ranking.

Unexpectedly, the person coming this time was actually her senior brother.

Number one on the heavenly list.

This also means that among the younger generation, this person is the one with the strongest Tianji technique.

besides……

The beloved disciple of the Taoist Palace Master!

It can be said that this sound allowed everyone to truly see the background of the young man floating in the void.

The current master of the Holy Temple and the disciple of Dao Qiongang.

Put in secular terms...

This must be the prince!

"Junior sister is joking."

Situ Yongren, who was introduced at this time, slowly landed and said slowly:

"Senior brother, I'm just a bit older and have learned the art of heaven for a few more years."

"Junior sister was born to be ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking. Now she has become a Grandmaster and has her first glimpse of the way of Heaven."

"Once the Pearl Star Pupils are opened, who will lose and who will win is a matter of two minds, haha."

Situ Yongren has an elegant temperament, a very humble demeanor, and his words are impeccable.

However, Yu Zhiwen only pursed his red lips under the veil and did not answer.

Situ Yongren's expression was calm. After saying this, he saw Yu Zhiwen and was speechless. He calmly turned his head and looked at the white and red clothes around him.

"Junior Situ Yongren has met all the seniors. If you come here this time, you can send them as you wish."

have to say.

Except for the condescending scene just now, Situ Yongren's performance is hard to fault, and he looks gentle.

But Chu Lisheng, who was holding the teapot behind him, frowned slightly.

I wonder if it was because he had been involved in official circles for too long that it was difficult for Chu Lisheng to have a good impression of this young man at the first time.

In front of so many seniors in white and red, he, Chu Lisheng, had to speak nicely.

As soon as this Situ Yong appeared, he first spoke in a condescending manner, and then ignored his seniors. When he couldn't chat with his junior sister, he turned to Bai Yi and Hong Yi.

Although his attitude is humble and polite.

But Chu Lisheng's first sense was that this person was too arrogant.

But when he turned around and saw the seniors in red and white, they didn't seem to care at all about the order of address, and Chu Lisheng suddenly felt ashamed.

right!

How could these people in white and red who wandered on the edge of life and death care about the order in which a junior was treated?

Stand firm.

The ability is sufficient.

Just come if you want.

"let's start!"

The commander in white didn't talk too much and said to Yu Zhiwen and Situ Yongren.

Situ Yongren glanced back at him without saying a word, then turned to look at Yu Zhiwen, raised the corners of his lips, and said with a gentle smile: "Junior sister, shall we start?"

Yu Zhiwen said nothing, but silently stretched out his hand, made a light seal, and slowly pressed it into the void.

In an instant, complex patterns of heavenly secrets appeared.

The Tianji array that transported the two people expanded again, and the space channel became stronger.

Situ Yongren stared at it for a long time, smiled and came back to his senses, and also stretched out his hands.

"Buzz"

The throne's spiritual energy was injected, and the void buzzed.

Then, Tao marks appeared on Situ Yongren's body, and then spread into the void in his spiritual thoughts.

In an instant, everyone could feel that the Tianji array pattern had undergone earth-shaking changes.

For example, Yu Zhiwen's Heavenly Secret Technique has greatly strengthened this space channel.

That Situ Yongren gave wings to the space passage, allowing the heavenly secrets and Dao patterns here to be sublimated like a qualitative change.

"So strong..."

Lan Ling's eyes were shocked.

She is a spiritual formation master, so she understands the power of Situ Yongren better.

Such a young man not only has the throne cultivation level, but also masters such powerful heavenly skills.

You must know that it is not a fixed large-scale teleportation array, but a space channel construction that instantly connects two domains.

Since ancient times, only heavenly magicians of the level of Dao Palace Master can do it.

And now, two juniors have accomplished such a feat.

genius!

"Wow quack"

While he was thinking about it, an excited scream came from inside the void passage.

"Come on, come on, the space channel is finally out, I can finally come out and play, hahaha, damn, my butt is deformed after sitting on it for so many years!"

Amidst the strange screams, a hunched old man with a short head like a dwarf jumped out.

As soon as Fang appeared, the man's eyes glowed green and he looked at the surrounding environment with interest.

"Little girl!"

As soon as he saw the fish, he knew it was warm. The eyes of the hunchbacked old man shone brightly.

Such beauty, even with a veil, was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

At that moment, the hunchbacked old man jumped up high, brushed his presence, then rubbed his hands and asked excitedly: "Little girl, what is your name... hmm?"

When he realized that the space passage was constructed by the girl in front of him, the hunchbacked old man looked slightly surprised, then changed the topic and said urgently:

"Stop, stop!"

"It's enough for me. There's no need to call out the others. This time, I'm sure to crush them."

He waved his hands.

Yu knew that there was fragrant sweat on Wen Yu's neck, but he didn't dare to stop moving his hands.

As soon as the hunchbacked old man finished speaking, another fierce and arrogant angry voice came from inside the space channel:

"Wang Dachui, you have such a loud and smelly breath, and you are not afraid of smelling it!"

"Back then, Quilehan knocked you into a hunchback with a hammer. Now it seems that you haven't healed your damn wounds yet. Now you dare to speak arrogantly?"

"You alone, no one is holding you up, can you jump up and hit the enemy's knees?"