Cold night.

The wind is cold.

In Tianshu Holy City, under the arrangement of Li Ziye, there were three battle situations. Bai Wangyu and Zhang Donglu were the first to escape and leave the holy city.

By the way, a large number of pursuers were taken away.

The remaining two battle situations were still fighting, but they all came to an end one after another.

Until now, in fact, no matter who attacked or who was attacked, they can guess the identity of their opponents. After all, no one is a fool.

However, in full view of everyone, everyone is a well-known person and it is impossible to reveal their identities on their own initiative.

One is embarrassing, and another reason is that some things can be done secretly with a face covering, and if you do them openly, the nature will change.

Just like the Holy Lord Bai Gui, even though he knew the identity of Dan Tai Jingyue and the matter of Tianyu Order, if he still dared to attack him with his true form, it would be a serious crime to destroy the alliance between the two sides and provoke the majesty of the Lord of Tianyu Palace.

Therefore, the Holy Lord Bai Gui is unwilling to reveal his identity, but it is not just as simple as embarrassing because he lost.

In the dark night, Li Ziye sat on the roof of a house. Seeing that the two battle situations were almost over, he jumped down.

Go back to sleep!

Nothing interesting.

Next, the final work is to leave this holy city as soon as possible.

It’s not that I’m worried that the Holy Lord Gala and the Holy Lord Bai Gui can see something. With the Holy Lord Yunying here, the two of them are not very threatening. After all, this is the Western Regions, and people in the system must abide by the rules when doing things.

However, the crazy woman Dan Tai Jingyue is different. She would rather offend a gentleman than offend a villain, and would rather offend a villain than offend a woman.

And Dan Tai Jingyue is still the kind of crazy woman among women, and she can't afford to be guilty.

Tonight, the crazy woman was attacked by the Saint Lord Bai Gui, and she would soon suspect him. It would be best if the woman came to the door and escape quickly.

He didn't want to be picked up and beaten up like the Saint Lord Bai Gui.

Just when Li Ziye set off and returned, in the distance, outside Tongfu Inn, Saint Lord Bai Gui, who was in trouble in the battle, saw that his wounds could not heal, had to find a chance to escape and prepare to leave.

"The Eternal Life Skill, the Extremely Lost Heavenly Pass!"

He was attacked for no reason. Although Dan Tai Jingyue guessed that this was probably a misunderstanding, she did not show any mercy. The sword was storm and the offensive was like a storm, and she wanted to force the person in front of her.

Everyone has a strong anger, not to mention the Dan Tai Tiannv who has always been strong.

"Sher!"

The sword tip passed by, and a trace of red reappeared in front of the Holy Lord Bai Gui's chest. Fortunately, the wound was not deep and it was not severely injured.

Barefly avoiding the attack of Dan Tai Tiannv in front of him, Saint Lord Bai Gui slapped out with a palm and forcibly counterattacked.

Dan Tai Jingyue's eyes turned cold and she waved her sword to block the strength of her palm.

It was between this attack and defense that the Saint Lord Bai Gui found the opportunity to retreat, immediately escaped, and quickly left.

When Dan Tai Jingyue saw the former leave, her eyes narrowed slightly and did not chase after her again.

Is the Holy Lord Bai Gui?

Strength, but that's it!

At the same time, in front of the restaurant opposite Yuelai Inn, the battle between Yunying and Gala was reached at the last moment.

Due to the gap in weapons, the strength of the Holy Lord Gala was severely restrained and new injuries continued to appear on his body.

Fortunately, all the injuries are not fatal, and it will not cause the Holy Lord Gala to lose his combat effectiveness.

“It’s really difficult!”

After cutting for a long time, half a bottle of blood was still not collected enough. The Lord Yunying was already a little impatient. After all, the sneak attack was first and the advantage of the magic weapon was taken, so he could not seriously damage the Lord Gala, which really made him angry.

Around the surroundings, the remaining temple masters attacked forward without getting tired of it, but the distinct strength gap made these temple masters unable to have a substantial impact on the Lord Yunying.

Seeing that the amount of blood was only a little bit, the Holy Lord Yunying no longer hesitated, and poured all the true energy in his body into Chunjun's sword, preparing for a sword to complete tonight's mission.

In an instant, on Chunjun's sword, thunder rushes and hissings.

Ten steps away, the Holy Lord Gala knew the power of the sword in the hand of the assassin in front of him, and his face became solemn. He waved his two halberds, and his cultivation level was also urged to the limit.

"The ultimate move, the river waves of ten miles are as bloody as a tide!"

In view of the expectation of the last move, the Lord of Yunying moved, the sword was moving, the thunder roared in the sky, and the glorious light was everywhere.

Faced with the former's amazing attack, the Holy Lord Gala did not dare to be careless, and cut off the halberd and flowed together, defended and made a merit, and bet on one body of cultivation in one move.

"boom!"

The two moves were combined, but the Chunjun sword cut off the residual halberd and penetrated into the right chest of the Holy Lord Gala.

However, the moment when the Chunjun sword severely damaged the Holy Lord Gala, the broken halberd in the hand of the Holy Lord Gala also pierced the abdomen of the Holy Lord Yunying.

No one took advantage of both sides.

However, it is enough for the Holy Lord of Yunying.

Within a short distance, the Lord of Yunying drew his sword, waved his hand to put away the splattered blood, and then stepped under his feet and quickly escaped from the battle situation.

The Holy Lord Gala subconsciously chased after him, and suddenly, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Under the dark night, the wound on the Holy Lord Yunying covered his abdomen quickly passed by, constantly getting rid of the pursuers from the Twelve Temples and rushing towards the tavern.

Not long after, in front of the tavern, the Holy Lord Yunying arrived, jumped into the room.

"Holy Lord!"

In the room, when Li Ziye saw the Lord Yunying come back, he noticed the blood on his abdomen at a glance, and his expression condensed and asked, "Are you injured?"

"I'm fine."

The Lord of Yunying said in a deep voice, "Go out quickly, I will change my clothes, and the pursuers will arrive soon."

"good."

Li Ziye nodded and turned around and left the room.

In the room, the Holy Lord Yunying quickly took off his Yexing clothes, then tore off a cloth, wrapped it around his abdomen, and tied the wound. Finally, he changed his original clothes.

Just after doing this, before the Lord Yunying spoke, Li Ziye had already walked in quickly outside. At the same time, the strong men from the twelve temples around the inn chased him one after another.

"Here!"

Everyone surrounded the tavern and immediately rushed towards the guest room on the second floor.

Behind the rear, the Holy Lord Gala walked to the room, under the respectful gaze of everyone, pushed away the room in front of him.

"Gala?"

In the room, the Holy Lord Yunying sat at the tea table. When he saw the man entering in front of him, he frowned and asked, "What are you going to do? Don't you think it's too rude to trespass on my room?"

"Forgive me, Lord Yunying."

The Holy Lord Gala glanced left and right and said, "Assassin appeared in the city, and I followed him all the way. I was worried that the assassin would be unfavorable to the Holy Lord, so come and take a look."

While speaking, the Holy Lord Gala continued to search the room. He knew that as long as he found the bloody night clothes, the Holy Lord Yunying would not argue.

Suddenly, the Holy Lord Gala seemed to notice something, looked at the bed, and was about to walk over.

"Gala!"

Seeing this, the Lord Yunying looked dark and immediately stood up to block the front, saying coldly, "This is my room. You are so arrogant. Do you care too much about me?"

"The Holy Lord of Cloud Shadow is so powerful."

The Holy Lord Gala responded, and then the wind in his palm shook, lifting the quilt on the bed.

However, unexpectedly, there was nothing under the quilt.

When the Holy Lord Gala saw this scene, his eyes suddenly sank.

How could this be?
Chapter completed!