"boom!"

The sword energy collided with the spears of the two brothers of the Su family. Anping alone occupied the two and occupied the upper part. His smile broke into the corner of his mouth, and he stepped on the Phantom Step of Xiangxi, and constantly used his strange sword skills, either picking, stabbing or slashing. Soon, the two brothers of the Su family gradually injured their bodies and blood flowed.

Gu Nanyuan kept waving her wide sleeves, and shot out hidden weapons from her sleeves, all of which were caught by Xile one by one. Then she was approached by Xile and fisted her punches.

She kept dodging, but was still hit by a few punches, and the blood in her body surging, and the dodging became slower.

Finally, Gu Nanyuan was still found a big flaw by Xile. Xile punched her in her heart, and the force was so close that she fainted. She squirted out a big mouthful of blood and retreated backwards.

"If you go against Qianlong Sect, you will only lose one thing. You should be glad that Elder Wu fell in love with you." Xile took a look at you, pulled out a soft sword, and her sword body stabbed Gu Nanyuan, trying to break Gu Nanyuan's tendons.

Gu Nanyuan covered her heart and her limbs became weaker and weaker. She couldn't dodge this sword at all.

The study room is far apart from the back house, and the study room is soundproof and well-insulated. She knew that Zhao Wujiang and others had not arrived now, and most of them had not heard the movement in the study room, but it would be better if they did not come, so maybe they would have more time to escape.

Depressed in her heart, the people of Qianlong Sect were stronger than them, they were defeated, and not far away, there was an old man in white smiling, who gave her a more irresistible feeling.

The sword energy was getting closer and closer, and Gu Nanyuan kept sweeping back, but it was extremely slow. Her cheeks became more and more depressed. The sword energy whistled away, blowing away the black hairs that covered her cheeks, revealing a delicate face. There was a tear mole next to her beautiful eyes that were covered in daily life, which added to her glory.

"Swish swish swish swish, ding!"

Suddenly, four silver needles roared and hit the sword handed over by the guardian Xile, bounced the sword body for about an inch.

A black shadow attacked like thunder, hugging Gu Nanyuan and dodging to the side.

Joyle stabbed the sky with a sword, frowned, and her murderous intent was even more intense. She raised the sword and looked at the visitor, her eyes widened, unable to believe it.

The visitor was dressed in black, handsome and unparalleled, and there was always a gentle smile on his lips. She was familiar with this. In the prison of the Ministry of Justice a few days ago, she had seen this person when she went to cover Anping's retreat. She later learned that it was Zhao Wujiang, who was suspected to have Longque.

Gu Nanyuan's life after the disaster, she stared at Zhao Wujiang's handsome face, and her heart quietly relaxed. The sense of security wrapped around her body and mind, making her lean in Zhao Wujiang's arms a little soft and powerless.

Zhao Wujiang smiled lightly, raised his eyebrows at the anger-stricken joy, and looked frivolous:

"You should be regretting that you were not attracted to the person named Wu, right? Otherwise, why are you aggressive and both women, so ruthless."

"You fart!" Xile was wearing red clothes like fire, and flames rose in her heart. She was extremely disdainful of Wu Qinyang, and she had heard of Wu Qinyang's lustfulness for a long time.

"Zhao Wujiang!" Anping was fighting the two brothers of the Su family step by step. Suddenly seeing Zhao Wujiang's figure, he was shocked. The flame of hatred was surging, and at the same time, he was also alert. He looked around with caution:

"Happy, retreat first!"

"Welcome to Wuya Pavilion." Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly, hugged Gu Nanyuan in his arms, and his soft jade and warm fragrance filled his arms. He snapped his fingers.

The sound of a stroke in the room suddenly broke out. In the blink of an eye, three men with sky-blue masks appeared in the room.

"Do it!" Zhao Wujiang ordered.

"Zhun!" The three dragon hidden guards responded, locking their energy towards Anping and Xile, and also locking on the black-clothed guardian of the Qianlong Sect and the elder Wu Qinyang not far away.

Anping was about to retreat, and his heart was already overturned. He had seen an old man with kind-looking eyes beside Zhao Wujiang. The old man was in the state of a master, so terrifying that he seriously injured him with one palm. Although his injuries healed, the fear in his heart had not completely dissipated.

Now that he has come to clear the newly built Wuya Pavilion. In his opinion, Wuya Pavilion is just ignorant of life and death, especially when he came to the study and saw three people from the fourth grade Wuya Pavilion, his arrogance in his heart reached its peak. He likes such a strong man whose cultivation is not much weaker than him but who can be controlled by him.

But he never expected that behind Wuya Pavilion was Zhao Wujiang. He didn't believe that Zhao Wujiang was coming alone, and there must be a kind-hearted master beside him.

As he expected, Zhao Wujiang really called out others.

When three men wearing sky-blue masks appeared, his sense of crisis reached its peak. He vaguely felt that the cultivation level of these three men was comparable to the cultivation level of the masters they saw that day.

His steps were full of wind, and he tried his best to use the Phantom Step of Xiangxi, but just like last time he was seen by Jia Ersan, this time he was still full of flaws. He was hit by Long Yinwei and lifted his neck with the movement.
Chapter completed!