There was no accident this time. Xue Shaohong's body flashed and appeared on a mountain. Looking around, the peak on the east side of Xuedi City.

"It's very good outside the city of Xuedi."

Xue Shaohong murmured, hiding in the dark, turning into a dark hand in the dark, removing the hidden dark forces, this is what Xue Shaohong likes.

He broke his arm and was too easy to be recognized, so he needed a partner. The Blood-Broken Soul and He Lishou were too familiar with them, and they could not find them, and it was easier to be exposed. Many people knew that the few of them were the same. The Blood-Broken Soul and He Lishou acted only to show one thing, and Bai Jianxuan appeared.

Therefore, Xue Shaohong hit Fan Peng with attention, disguised him and then found out the news.

As for Yang Wenxuan, just because of his size, Dugu Qiubai, Xuedi City, will most likely be recognized as soon as he appears, which will easily affect the plan.

Xue Shaohong released Fan Peng and woke him up.

Fan Peng was confused and said, "Young Master Bai, are we coming out?"

Xue Shaohong nodded: "We are out. This is above the mountain on the east side of Xuedi City. I need Uncle Fan to do me a favor now."

Fan Peng bowed and said, "Prince Bai, please give me instructions."

So Xue Shaohong told him about the news that he wanted him to put on makeup and go to Xuedi City to find out the news. Fan Peng naturally agreed and promised, "I must find out the news for Mr. Bai."

Then he put on makeup and sneaked into Xuedi City.

Xue Shaohong also went down the mountain and sneaked into Xuedi City.

"So many, and so many soldiers, is this Nangong family the late dark organization's nest?"

Entering the Snow Emperor City, Xue Shaohong let go of his spiritual consciousness and his expression changed a lot. In the Snow Emperor City, there were few people with black aura, most of whom came from a soldier and five or six hundred.

Xue Shaohong said lightly: "It seems that the picture of this group of miscellaneous people is not simple."

With so many people, this dark organization must launch a tough battle. The goal is several times larger than the Wilderness Mountains, and it is not just as simple as killing the human race.

"I hope Uncle Fan Peng brings back some more news."

Xue Shaohong murmured, heading towards the Dehuang Palace.

"They are also in the palace. Did the Water Realm Pavilion also participate?"

Xue Shaohong frowned even more when he perceived Shui Luoyi and others. After all, the Water Realm Pavilion is the three most powerful powers in the Southern Wilderness. There are strong people in the sect who have obtained the Reincarnation Realm. If they join it, it will have a great impact on his plan.

Shui Qing'er said angrily: "Miss, it's been more than a month. Do we still have to wait for that big villain?"

Shui Luoyi comforted the little girl: "Qing'er, the white sword Xuan has unparalleled combat power. If he sucks into my Water Realm Pavilion, he will become one of the pillars of the Water Realm Pavilion in the future and enter the Reincarnation Realm. There are also the Blood-Breaking Soul and the Delivery Hand. Both of them are not ordinary people. In addition, they will become a giant in the future."

Although there was a conflict with Deduan Blood Soul Helishu, in order to get the two to join the Water Realm Pavilion, Shui Luoyi didn't care about the conflict between the three and still walked around the Xuetu Palace.

Then Xue Shaohong was shocked again, and his spiritual sense swept over another girl and murmured: "Is this Fan Jingxuan joining the Water Realm Pavilion?"

Now Fan Jingxuan is far inferior to Fan Peng. She has practiced to the peak of her skills given to her by Xue Shaohong, and she has even mastered the first-level sword intent.

Then Xue Shaohong said, "It shouldn't be. There was no Shuiyuan technique on her. She can't be considered a disciple of the Water Realm Pavilion, but why did she come to the Imperial City?"

But this has nothing to do with him, Xue Shaohong went deep into the palace.

Under the palace, there are aura that is overwhelming, and there are thousands of dead soldiers in the secret. Some are practicing, while some are indeed constantly active, and various news is conveyed in their hands.

"It seems not as simple as I imagined."

Xue Shaohong said in his heart that in the palace, those people with black spiritual power in their bodies did not increase much, only four or five people, and they didn't want Xue Tu to increase by a hundred times.

When he came to Nangong Xun's secret pavilion, Nangong Xun kept checking the information and murmured: "Jiankui, I don't know when you will be able to return."

This time it seemed like I was having a lot of fun, and it was not as weird as Xue Shaohong, so many things were difficult to sort out.

Xue Shaohong did not make a sound, slowly retreated, left the palace, and walked to an unmanned wooden house. Xue Shaohong left the underground, waiting for Fan Peng to find out the news and come back.

"Broken Blood Soul, Fighting Platform, get out and fight with me."

Before Xue Shaohong could enter into meditation and practice, a voice resounded halfway

Snow Emperor City.

"The ninth level of Chaoyuan Realm, the third-level gun intention, this is really Brother Duan's best opponent." Xue Shaohong swept over his spiritual sense and said softly, feeling a little expectant in his heart. Which of the two is stronger?

Perhaps it was because of the inner trouble, Xue Shaohong stood on the side of the Blood-Breaking Soul. He felt that the Blood-Breaking Soul was much stronger. Not to mention anything else, even the fourth-level sword intent would not be stronger than the person holding the gun.

Of course, the Broken Blood Soul would not be afraid of challenges. With Dehe Li's hand, Yun Fengchen left the Xuetu Palace and came to the fighting platform in the center of Xuedi City.

Nangong Xun, Nangong Shang and others also rushed over to see who dared to challenge the Blood-Breaking Soul.

"It's him, it's trouble."

Nangong Yidao's eyes trembled slightly and he said cautiously.

Nangong Xun asked, "Who is this person?"

Nangong Yidao said: "The young master of the Earth Demon Pavilion."

Nangong Xun, DeNang Shang and others couldn't help but tremble. This was a huge creature, angering the Disha Pavilion and the destruction of the Nanxue Empire, aiming to be instantly.

"Very strong, I'm not the opponent now."

He Lishou said seriously. He felt a pressure on this black-clad gunman, and he was no match for him.

Yun Fengchen was also very serious: "It's him!"

The Broken Blood Soul clasped the knife tightly, without any movement, and there was a sense of fighting in his eyes, and he asked coldly: "Who are you?"

The black-clad gunman carried a long spear on his shoulder, breathing in the underworld, and two bundles of hairs on his forehead were dancing, answering the words of the Blood-Breaking Soul: "Luo Yi Gun."

The Broken Blood Soul nodded and said, "You are very good and strong."

He had never heard of this person, but his aura was so powerful that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

The black-clad gunman said again: "I am from Disha Pavilion, the young master Luo Yiqiu."

The Blood-Breaking Soul said in a low voice: "One of the three major forces, the Earth Demon Pavilion."

Luo Yiqian: "What? The blood-dead soul is scared of the blood-dead soul?"

The Blood-Broken Soul Long Sword pointed at Luo and shot him: "You are not qualified enough to scare me."

Luo Yiqian had a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes: "Very good, let me see how sharp the sword of the Blood-Breaking Soul is."

The Blood-Breaking Soul said: "I will defeat you."

Luo Yiqian: "You have to shoot before you know."

After the words came, a move of "Jiulong Going to the Sea" penetrated the chest of the Broken Blood Soul. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the Broken Blood Soul. With this simple move, the Broken Blood Soul only had one move: slanted.

There was only a clanging sound, and a knife deviated from the direction of the spear.

The blade of the Blood-Breaking Soul is like a poisonous snake, hitting the snake with a stick, pressing against the spear, slashing horizontally towards Luo Yishui. Luo Yishui shook the barrel of the Blood-Breaking Soul, lifting the sword of the Blood-Breaking Soul, and slashing his body from underneath, twisting his body, and "returning the horse" straight toward the vest of the Blood-Breaking Soul.

The Blood-Breaking Soul also turned his body, exerted the power, slashed with one sword, and pushed away the spear again.

"I'm in trouble, why is he here?"

Shui Luoyi felt a little bitter in her heart. Luo Yiqiu, the most prestigious genius in the Disha Pavilion, was already the best candidate for the next generation of Disha Pavilion Master. Her pistol technique was born and transformed, and she even realized that a style of gunfighting was no weaker than that of the mysterious secret realm.

Facing Yun Fengchen in the Star Palace, Shui Luoyi was not afraid at all. Thirty years ago, Yun Fengchen had never entered the Star Palace, and there was a grudge between the Star Palace and the Deshuijing Pavilion.

In the Star Palace, there was an extraordinary disciple who had traveled to the mainland. When he was traveling to the mainland, he had traveled with a girl from the Shuiyuan Pavilion. Over time, the two developed feelings for each other. When they reached the point of getting married, they had feelings and friendship. The Star Palace and the Shuiyuan Pavilion did not think about breaking up the two. They met their requests and got married and got married.

However, once he went out a long door, the disciples of the Star Palace changed drastically, and they let down the girl in the Water Realm Pavilion, causing him to die, and opposed the two major forces to the opposite side.

In this matter, the Star Palace is unreasonable, so it owe this cause and effect.

When competing with Deyun Fengchen, Shui Luoyi thought she had a good chance of winning.

Shui Qing'er said fiercely: "It's this annoying ghost again."

Fan Jingxuan asked, "Sister Luo Yi, do you know him?"

Shui Luoyi did not explain, but said, "Qing'er is right, a disgusting person."

The sound of iron tools intertwined continuously. The two of the Blood-Breaking Soul and Deluo's gun had been dismantled for more than a hundred rounds. Who has not been able to fight the best? It's equally equal.

"Happy, the blood-breaking soul, take me to kill you for ten shots."

Luo Yiqiang shouted, and plucked the spear. A gray-green dragon covered the spear. The spear intention of the third-level peak was blessed, and the momentum suddenly surged into the sky.

The blood-breaking soul had no words, a sword intent appeared and said in a low voice: "

Blood-killing!”

"If there is a slight lack of momentum, Luo will lose with one shot."

Xue Shaohong said that once the gun-cutting technique was released, you can distinguish who is stronger and who is weak. The blood-cutting soul is far superior to Luo Yishang in oppression of momentum. This battle is determined to be defeated by Luo Yishang.

"Hey, this breath."

Xue Shaohong felt that there was no need to continue watching, so he went back home and waited for Fan Peng. He walked a hundred feet away, and one of them left the fighting platform of Xuedi City. He was a 15 or 16-year-old child with a black iron sword on his back.

He is very familiar with the sword aura emitted by this man. This is exactly the sword technique he has practiced: "The Heavy Sword Technique".

Xue Shaohong said with some bitter taste: "Is it because even the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect attracted them?"

He recognized the Water Realm Pavilion; he also recognized the Earth Demon Pavilion.

Be careful and be afraid of everything.

But this is the Iron Sword Sect, the Holy Land Sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. If a large number of people come, unless the Taixuan Sword Sect comes forward, the destruction of the Nanxue Empire will be aimed at the blink of an eye.
To be continued...