"This is a high-level soul soldier at the heavenly level!" Liu Suifeng said in surprise. This is a real high-level heavenly soldier. He is only one step away from becoming a second-level magic soldier.

Tianwu Great 6 has been around for hundreds of years, and there is no heavenly soldier. I didn’t expect to encounter a heavenly soldier here, and he is also a high-level heavenly level.

Xiao Chen's heart was also full of shock, and he couldn't figure out how Liu Ruyue returned the level of the Yueying Sword to the heavenly level.

Liu Ruyue held the Yueying Knife and stood proudly. Her clothes were swelling with the breeze, and her silk flew. She looked down the mountain and said lightly: "Let's go, the person is here!"

The long sword returned to the sheath, and the momentum on the Yueying Sword suddenly disappeared. Liu Ruyue took Xiao Chen and Liu Suifeng and walked quickly down the mountain. No one spoke, and the expression on his face was extremely solemn.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I saw a group of warriors running towards Qingyun Peak with great momentum, without any concealing the murderous aura on their bodies, and came all the way, alarming countless birds.

As we got closer, everyone could see clearly what the person came. The leader was Zhao Gongming, the eldest disciple of Song Que, the leader of Biyun Peak.

Behind him were several elders of Biyun Peak, all of whom had the cultivation level of Martial Master. Song Qianhe, whose heads were like mummys, was surrounded by the middle.

Xiao Chen carefully counted it. Among the visitors, including Zhao Gongming, there were seven martial masters, as well as ten martial artists at the level of great martial masters.: Chang: Feng: Literature    fbsp;                                                                                                 �

Many people may stay in the realm of a lower-grade martial master for the rest of their lives, so people like Liu Ruyue who are twenty-four years old and reach the peak of the martial master are terrifying.

But even so, Xiao Chen was worried about Liu Ruyue. Although so many martial masters had lower realm than Liu Ruyue, the number could completely make up for the gap.

In the clouds in the sky, Song Que hid his body inside, looking at Liu Ruyue and others at the bottom of the platform with a gloomy look.

Song Qianhe was not in danger of his life, and there was no conclusive evidence that the dead Biyun Peak disciples were killed by Xiao Chen and Liu Suifeng.

He is the Lord of the Peak, and it is not suitable to come forward directly at this time. Just let the younger generation make a fuss. It is best to force the person on the top of the mountain out.

Song Que looked at the top of Qingyun Peak towering into the clouds and murmured: "Old Monster Liu has been hiding on the top of the mountain for decades. Whether you are alive or dead, you have to bubbling."

"If the sword pavilion is not connected today, you don't want to see it. Let a little girl be the head of the pavilion!" Song Que's eyes penetrated the endless space, as if he was directly looking at the top of the mountain.

Since the death of the old pavilion master of the Great Tribulation twenty years ago, the Tiandao Pavilion has no pavilion master. The old pavilion master's daughter Leng Liusu is the young pavilion master, and the Elders' Council jointly manages the Tiandao Pavilion.

As the saying goes, a family cannot have a master for a day, and a country cannot have a king for a day. The harm of this situation and its prestige and prestige for the Tiandao Pavilion are naturally self-evident.

But before the old Pavilion Master died, he did not make a clear will, and there was more than one Pavilion Master in the Tiandao Pavilion who was qualified to be the one, and there were more than one person fighting openly and secretly.

The compromise between all parties has created the current situation, allowing the old Pavilion Master's daughter to inherit the Pavilion Master of Tiandao Pavilion.

The one who is most dissatisfied with this is Song Que. Although his strength is still far behind those old monsters, among all those who are qualified to inherit the Pavilion Master.

He is the youngest, and yes, among the people in the Tiandao Pavilion who have reached the peak of the Martial King, he is the youngest, only fifty years old.

After reaching King Wu, his life span is not unexpected, and there is no problem with living for 200 years. His resentment towards the position of the Pavilion Master is the strongest among all the peak masters.

He has always wanted to find opportunities to directly annex Qingyun Peak. At that time, he has the power of the two factions and will have much greater say in the Presbyterian Council.

Song Qianhe's actions in pursuit of Liu Ruyue were actually mostly led by him. Song Que turned a blind eye to his incompetent methods and acquiesced to all of them.

In fact, he had been waiting for the opportunity now for a long time. If he hadn't had a layer of concern in his heart, he would have taken tough measures long ago. Song Que looked at the top of the peak and felt thoughtful.

At the foot of the mountain, Liu Ruyue said first: "Zhao Gongming, what do you want to do with a group of waste and old men?"

Before Zhao Gongming could speak, Song Qianhe, whose face was covered with bandages, said angrily: "Liu Ruyue, your disciple, killed eight disciples from Biyun Peak. According to the rules of the sect, you have to hand him over, otherwise you will be a co-offender."

Liu Ruyue raised her eyebrows, and a murderous aura shot out from her black eyes, and she glared at Song Qianhe fiercely, and just a glance scared Song Qianhe and took a few steps back.

Liu Ruyue sneered: "Just a useless person like you, you are so embarrassed to be the true disciple of Biyun Peak. You are like this. You can imagine how powerful the ordinary disciples on Biyun Peak are. Who knows which cat and dog were killed?"

Seeing that Liu Ruyue was so tough, Zhao Gongming was not angry but happy, and said, "Senior Sister Liu, don't change the topic. Eight disciples of Biyun Peak have indeed died."

"And Junior Brother Song saw with his own eyes that he was killed by Ye Chen. Whether he killed him or not, he would hand him over to his Law Enforcement Hall to judge him."

Liu Ruyue took off the golden waist card on her waist and said in a deep voice: "See clearly the waist card in my hand. I am the master of Qingyun Peak, not your senior sister. The disciples of Biyun Peak will die. The people from the Law Enforcement Hall have come. If there is no evidence, you can't take anyone from me."

Zhao Gongming smiled coldly and said, "Qingyun Peak, a faction with only one disciple, are you embarrassed to use your identity to suppress others in front of me?"

Liu Ruyue smiled, her smile was extremely beautiful, which made everyone around her look at her, and her mind was confused for a moment, "Even if Qingyun is only one, she is not a useless person like you, who can laugh at her."

After the words came, Liu Ruyue had already flew in front of her, leaving behind afterimages in the air. She had already flashed the way in front of Zhao Gongming. Zhao Gongming was not panicked, but was secretly happy.

Even if there is no evidence, as long as Liu Ruyue takes action first, their actions will not leave any talk to others.

But soon he couldn't laugh. A dazzling light lit up, and the moon shadow knife swayed and unsheathed. The sixth-level monster was equivalent to the peak of the Martial King, and went straight towards his shop.

With his mid-grade martial arts master's strength, his breathing became rapid in the face of this vast aura, and his originally smooth movements had a brief stay.

Given the action of drawing the sword, Zhao Gongming controlled his body and quickly retreated. But this sword was too fast, and with the power of the heavenly soldiers, the sword light still drew a long scar in Zhao Gongming's forward.

The wound was not deep, but under the blood, he quickly dyed a large piece of blood on his chest. The battle was about to reach the point where the remaining seven martial masters, after a brief loss of consciousness, quickly attacked Liu Ruyue.

This is a battle between the martial masters. These great martial artists cannot intervene at all. The sword energy is flying in the field and the figures are burning. Xiao Chen and others can only see some vague figures.

The range of the battle was getting bigger and bigger, and waves of yelling sounds came from the field from time to time. A low-grade martial arts master from Biyun Peak screamed and his arms flew out directly.

Everyone fired true fire, and Liu Ruyue showed no mercy at all and fought for her with her life. The other party left a wound on her body, and she immediately fought back ten times and never retreated.

Then the power of the heavenly soldiers was not inferior to Liu Ruyue in her momentum. Instead, the eight martial masters in Biyun Peak became more and more frightened. From time to time, someone was cut off one arm and a large piece of meat was cut off.

Several indiscriminate sword auras in the field flew towards Xiao Chen and Liu Suifeng. Xiao Chen used his palm as a knife to draw his sword. With a thumping sound, several sword auras were directly transformed into nothingness.

Liu Suifeng said nervously: "Ye Chen, what should I do? If this continues, even if my sister can win, she will be seriously injured. There are still ten great martial artists on the other side who did not take action, and we are not opponents."

"Don't urge me, I'm thinking of a solution." Xiao Chen could naturally think of the question that Liu Suifeng could think of. He set his sights on Song Qianhe in the crowd, thinking anxiously in his mind.

Song Qianhe looked at Liu Ruyue with a cold expression, not caring too much about the casualties in the field. Except for Zhao Gongming, all of these martial masters have been staying in the realm of the lower-grade martial masters for many years.

This time, I brought them here, but they were actually the ones who sent them to death. None of the real elites in Biyun Peak came. Even if they were all dead, don’t feel sorry for them.

The foundation of Biyun Peak is exhausted, unlike Qingyun Peak where only one Liu Ruyue, as long as she falls down, others can easily solve it.

"Are the Heavenly Soul Soldiers? It seems that this operation is going to fail. Should I take action?" In the clouds, Song Que looked at the battle below, frowned slightly, and was unable to make up his mind for a moment.

In the field, Liu Ruyue grabbed the flaw of a low-grade martial arts master, and the Yueying Sword stabbed in the sky. She directly inserted it into the person's heart, shook his right hand, and the surging vitality poured into the blade along his arm.

boom!

With a loud bang, the person's body exploded into countless pieces and was crushed to pieces. Blood was sprinkled in the air, slowly falling like blood rain.

Liu Ruyue's decisiveness and cold blood, the surrounding warriors couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. Although they were not afraid of death, they couldn't help but feel deeply afraid when they saw such a cruel way of death.

It's too cruel, without any attention at all, and kills her as soon as she says she wants to kill her. Isn't she really afraid of the rules of the Tiandao Pavilion? Everyone can't help but think of it.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was lost, Liu Ruyue kept walking, sweeping straight with her sword, and splitting a low-grade martial arts master beside her into two halves.

"Liu Ruyue, you! Don't go too far!" In an instant, two low-grade martial masters died tragically at the hands of Liu Ruyue, and Zhao Gongming asked in a lost voice.

The answer to him was that Liu Ruyue attacked even harder. She held the knife in both hands, covered in blood, and looked like a madman, like an evil ghost walking out of hell, not caring about the wounds on her body at all.
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