Alternating green and white sword lights flashed across the front yard of the hospital, and the whipping wind caused the trees in the courtyard to sway. Teng Yining and Teng Antong launched a smart attack on Lezheng Longhua with the blessing of Yunti Wind Body.

Because they had seen the overbearing counterattack effect of Le Zheng Long Hua's Dragon Scale Qi when it reversed course, the two sisters deliberately did not use any moves that would cause direct physical contact with it, but chose the sword drawing technique in unison.

Facing the double sword attacks coming from the left and right sides, Lezheng Longhua showed no fear. He blocked the sword with his left hand and blocked the right hand while retreating, calmly resolving the pincer attack.

Teng Yining and Teng Antong alternated positions after a round of attacks. They were connected with each other and could communicate and cooperate with just a simple look. The two sword shadows approached Lezheng Longhua again almost without stopping.

The bloody light on the Emperor's Sword suddenly bloomed. Lezheng Longhua stepped aside to let go of Teng Yining, who was attacking from the left, and held the sword in both hands to attack Teng Antong, who then rushed from the right.

The ancient sword Canxue collided with the Emperor's Blade, and both sides were pushed back by the huge force.

On the way back, Lezheng Longhua returned his sword to block Teng Yining's turning attack, and even used his strength to stop his own retreat.

The situation returned to a stalemate, with Teng Antong in front and Teng Yining behind, forcing Lezheng Longhua in the middle.

"Have you given the sword the ability to flash the spiritual blade in advance?" Lezheng Longhua stared at the ancient sword Canxue in Teng Antong's hand. Just now, he had originally intended to forcibly destroy the sword in her hand with the power of killing the emperor, but both sides

The result of the head-on challenge was a no-win situation. It seemed that Teng Antong was well prepared.

Based on the previous intelligence collection on the Desolate Sect, he knew that in addition to strengthening the attack with the spirit control technique and the flash of the spirit blade, the layer of white light condensed on the sword before the move could also increase the strength of the ancient sword itself. This

This is probably the reason why Emperor Zhan failed to destroy it successfully.

Teng Antong snorted coldly, and thrust out a dazzling sword shadow with his hand. The sword air pressure like a mountain of waves hit Lezheng Longhua, and the fatal blow struck by the ancient sword Canxue's body with the spiritual blade was hidden in the sword.

After getting angry.

Teng Yining, who was behind Lezheng Longhua, understood his sister's actions and sheathed his sword, leaned over and sprinted towards Lezheng Longhua's back.

The sword energy emitted by the ancient sword Canxue was easily broken by the Emperor's Sword with one swing. Teng Antong's thrust hidden behind the sword energy was also accurately blocked by Yue Zheng Longhua.

"Yining!" After the power of the flash of the spiritual blade was exhausted, Teng Antong tried his best to press the long sword towards Yue Zheng Longhua, even at the risk of damaging the ancient sword.

Teng Yining's eyes flashed sharply as he rushed in from behind. The ancient sword Qing Huan activated his spiritual blade in the scabbard, and the sword light when he drew the sword tore the white robe on Le Zheng Long Hua's back.

Seeing that the blade was about to hit his unprepared back, the next moment the red zhenqi suddenly surged around Le Zheng Long Hua and knocked the two sisters away at the same time.

When Teng Antong fell to the ground, she had spit out a lot of blood. The impact she received in front of Lezheng Longhua was far worse than that in Teng Yining's eyes. The sudden burst of strange energy still remained in her.

Within the heart.

Teng Yining's condition was not much better either. She had no Qi to protect her body. After receiving the blow from Le Zheng Long Hua, all the bones in her body felt as if they were falling apart. The Yun Ti Feng Shen was forced to be released early.

"You still know too little about Dragon Scale Qi, and I have made great efforts to study everything about the Desolate Sect." Lezheng Longhua showed regret in his eyes, and then said to himself: "

There are two people left, right, Nirvana Sect Leader Lei Wei and Wanchen Sect Leader Gu Qian'e, but I won't expect anything more, it's been decided to completely wipe out your Sect Leader Association."

Teng Antong propped himself up on the ground with his sword, and his eyes suddenly showed unbelievable shock - deep cracks appeared on the sword of the ancient sword Canxue.

She looked at the blood-red sword in Yue Zheng Long Hua's hand. The upper and lower parts of the sword were still intact, and the edge was as sharp as ever.

"This leader has long said that compared with this holy sword that has experienced the Qingyun Battle, the ancient sword inherited by your Desolate Sect is just scrap metal." Lezheng Longhua chuckled, "I obtained this dragon tooth.

The holy sword made by this sword will be so vulnerable to a sect leader who relies on ancient swords."

Teng Antong silently put Can Xue aside and stood up with bare hands.

"Sister..." Teng Yining tried to pass the intact ancient sword Qinghuan in her hand to Teng Antong, who was still able to move, but blood poured out of her mouth the moment she moved.

"It's meaningless. The sword in his hand is indeed stronger than the ancient sword inherited from the Desolate Sect." Teng Antong stopped his sister's behavior.

"Have you admitted it so readily? Then what is the sect leader going to do?" Lezheng Longhua said with a smile, "With your character, you will never surrender to my leader, right?"

Teng Antong stared at him coldly, calmly condensing his true energy into the palm of his right hand.

Lezheng Longhua looked at her with interest and did not intend to organize her actions. He leisurely asked: "The sect master will not forget the dragon scale zhenqi of this leader, right? If you dare to directly activate the zhenqi with your fists,

If we attack you, I won't mind giving you a gift of being crushed to pieces."

Teng Antong stretched her right hand towards the open front door of the house behind her. There was the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed in the dark night, and an imitation Fuso knife flew into her hand under the pull of true energy.

"Imitation Fuso Knife?" After Lezheng Longhua saw the weapon in her hand clearly, a very funny look suddenly appeared on his face: "No way? Even the ancient sword inherited from the Huangwu Sect can't stop the God of Killing the Emperor.

Feng, what can you do with such a mediocre knife?"

Teng Antong did not answer the other party's provocation. She didn't really think that an imitation Fuso knife could change anything, but the Desolate Sect's faith taught them from an early age that they would never succumb to the evil in the world. She wanted to fight in her own way.

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Outside the imperial capital, the imperial mausoleum on Beishan Mountain.

Xiao Xihong held Princess Mu Xianyan's little hand with her left hand, and held a spear in her right hand. Both of their faces showed the exhaustion after trekking through the mountains and forests at night.

"We're finally here." Xiao Xihong breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the entrance to the imperial mausoleum in front of her.

"There are people in front." Mu Xianyan saw the torch-bearing sergeants at the entrance and pointed.

Xiao Xihong comforted him and said, "I am a subordinate of General Ye Wangshu. Your Highness, let's go over."

The little princess followed Xiao Xihong and walked forward. She slowly turned around and glanced at Yu Qi who stayed where she was. There was a hint of gratitude and nostalgia in her eyes.

Yu Shiqi understood the faint sadness in her eyes, and was slightly startled. Then he showed an encouraging smile, raised his hand and waved. Suddenly he felt that this was inappropriate for their status, so he turned around and bowed respectfully.

He bowed to her.

"You are Yu Yanzhi of Yunzhongjian, I remember it!" Xiao Xihong walked forward without looking back, but his loud voice reached Yu Shiqi's ears.

Yu Shiqi smiled slightly. This man was quite interesting. Although he was straightforward in his actions, his awkward personality when getting along with others made him easily think of Yun Jingchen.

Xiao Ci, I hope you are okay. Yu Shiqi silently prayed for the three young descendants in his heart. Now that things have happened, it is time for him to leave and return to the imperial capital to find a way to help the sect masters clean up the corrupt situation.

Turning around and looking in the direction of the imperial capital, he saw the twinkling lights dotted in the night. If there had been no turmoil, this scene might have made him feel peaceful and peaceful.

"Okay, let's go back now..."

Suddenly there was a loud thunderous sound behind him, interrupting Yu Shiqi's contented soliloquy.

The fire that shot up into the sky illuminated the sky from behind for a long time. Yu Shiqi turned around in surprise and saw smoke and fire rising from the imperial mausoleum, and there was a commotion of people.

Mu Xianyan was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, while Xiao Xihong opened his arms to protect her.

Both of them held their heads high, looking up at the night sky in front of them.

Yu Shiqi then looked up and saw a few bolides flying vaguely in the sky illuminated by the fire. The burning black balls hit the imperial mausoleum and exploded suddenly before landing, setting off waves of scorching air.
Chapter completed!