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Chapter 19: Unexpected changes and sudden twists and turns, Ji Clan dares to surround the mountain? !
Fulongyuan, the ground is full of corpses, and blood is flowing everywhere!

"It's a flare!"

"Who is this sending a signal to?"

Xu Kui raised his eagle eyebrows fiercely. He took a step forward and an afterimage appeared. He wanted to catch the two of them, but he saw them raising their swords to their necks and swiping them violently. They killed themselves on the spot and threw themselves in the air.

The color of this wedding has already been dyed red with blood.

The rebellion at the Winning Gate finally came to an end, and Chu Qi and Gao Huan were still at odds.

"Master Zhang is making a mistake by turning against my sword pool!"

After this episode, Gao Huan looked cold, stared at Luo Jing with his slender eyes for a long time, and said fiercely.

"Ugh!"

"That's a bad word."

"Miss Chu Qi lives in Fulong, and I hold the authority and sit at the mountain gate with the old master. I will definitely break the threshold of martial saint. If Kunwu wants to provoke a dispute between the two factions, it may not be a good thing."

"Although the Daxue Mountain has not expressed anything, Qi Jue died in it, do you really want to ignore it?"

"Senior Gao, go back and think about it carefully, and I, Fulongshan, won't send it away."

After speaking, Luo Jing flicked his sleeves.

Gao Huan snorted coldly and didn't say much. With a complicated look on his face, he stopped to look at Chu Qi, but Su Mo hesitated to speak, and then left quickly, not wanting to stay for a moment longer.

He knew that he was indistinguishable from the current Chu Qi. Wang Dongxuan's arrogance had already become obvious. If he stayed, he would be in trouble.
Gao Huan didn't dare to think too much.

Wait until Jianchi and his party leave.

Luo Jing looked around, seeing the blood all over the ground, he let out a breath of evil breath, and then towards the many martial arts heroes who were still in shock and had just come to their senses after a while, he cupped his fists and said in a deep voice:

"Gentlemen, today the remnants caused chaos and frightened everyone. It is really my fault at Fulong Mountain."

After speaking, he looked at Qi Yan, the elder in charge of rewards and punishments, and his expression softened:

"Excuse me, you two, go get some money later and return the gifts to these guests. I, Fulong, did not entertain you well today, and I am really disgraceful."

Qi Yan and Qi Wenying claimed so.

"Your Majesty, you're welcome. You're welcome."

"There have been so many twists and turns, and Fulong Mountain has also paid a heavy price. How can we accept it!"

"Yeah yeah."

There were echoes one after another, mixed with a bit of awe, and even the marrow refining martial artist waved his hands repeatedly.

It was obviously the iron-blooded skills and hard sword pool just now that shocked these warriors who were usually easygoing.

Apart from anything else, at least Fulong Mountain's position should be stable.

Luo Jing wondered in his mind.

At this time, Ji Wumu, who led the disciples who gathered from Fulong Mountain and slaughtered all the masters in black from the Aspiration Sect, had some hesitation on his face.

He walked up to these corpses, looked at them carefully for a moment, and then suddenly took off the shirts of two of them. When he saw the word "Ji" branded on the left chests of these people, his eyes shrank and he couldn't help blurting out:

"It's a disaster!"

"It's the Polu Army!"

After saying that, Ji Wumu's eyes sharpened. He looked at the guests who wanted to say goodbye one by one after complimenting Luo Jing. Suddenly, he took a quick step and grabbed two figures who were about to leave in a hurry!

"You are so brave!"

In one word, the two scolded people were expelled from their souls!

"Secretly adopting the remnants of the Winning Sect, and incorporating them into the 'Polu Army' to train them as elite warriors. Today they are even carrying the coffin, which is a happy day for the master!"

"Could it be that the head of the family wants to break the harmony between the two families for nearly 20 years without authorization and attack Fulong Mountain!"

Ji Wumu changed his elegant appearance, and his body was stained with blood from the previous killing, looking inexplicably ferocious.

He stared straight at the two guests from the Ji family who came to congratulate them. After looking at them for a long time, he knew that they were not the important figures from his direct lineage.

really,

pat!

The two of them were scolded by Ji Wumu, and their whole bodies were agitated. Coupled with the bleak scene just now, they couldn't help but kneel down, trembling:

"Cousin Wuwumu, we are just following the order of General Polu to congratulate the Master on his great joy. Why are you doing this?"

Another person’s face was even more bitter:
"Even if there is really a plan, what else can the two of us do besides obeying orders?"

"The master's plan, it seems that non-staff figures like my two brothers, really don't know anything about it."

"Hope to see you tomorrow!"

In the questioning room.

Whoa!

In the distant mountains and forests, birds startled!
The Jianchi disciples who had rushed away along the mountain path for a long time suddenly turned back!
Moreover, there were more than ten of them when they left, and they were all elites.But wait until you return.
Only two people were left, and even Grandmaster Gao Huan, known as the 'Flying Feather Sword', was nowhere to be found!

One of them, covered in blood at this time, with an arrow stuck in his body, was dragging Kunwu young master Su Mo back while he was dying.

As soon as he saw the guests in the hall were about to leave, and there were also Fulong disciples gathering, totaling six to seven hundred people, he couldn't help but shout:
"Under the mountain road, in the dense forest, there are ambushes!"

"Wow!"

After saying that, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, leaving only one side of Su Mo still in shock.

half an hour ago.

Gao Huan left with a group of Jianchi disciples with a gloomy look on his face, saying nothing along the way.

The disciples also felt the anger in his heart and did not dare to speak out for fear of drawing attention to themselves.

When he came, he was full of confidence and vowed to kill the witch.

But who would have thought that instead of succeeding, he might be ruined in this Yanyun State because of the words of Lord Fulong!
What a shame!

"Master."

Su Mo stopped and was silent for a moment.

"Sister."

"Are you telling the truth?"

He frowned, thinking of the plain words Chu Qi told him, especially the past events when he was a child, he couldn't help but feel hesitant and couldn't hide his guilt.

so that.
Some believed Wang Dongxuan's words.

Seeing Su Mo's suspicious eyes, Gao Huan was very angry. He flicked his sleeves and said:
"My father and I have been friends for eight years, and we are like brothers. They are known as the 'Four Swords of Kunwu, which can determine the fate of the people.' Do you want to suspect that you are a fake father?!"

"That witch is really a cunning villain. She has colluded with Wang Dongxuan for a long time. He took care of Xu Kui's injury this time, and there are so many martial arts guests in full view, so he didn't dare to kill him, otherwise."

"I'm going to stay here!"

"Su Mo, you are not like your father at all, you are indecisive!"

"Humph!"

After saying that, Gao Huan flicked his sleeves and strode away.

But Su Mo just looked at him blankly, with cracks gradually appearing in his eyes.
Not like father?

But when Su Huai looked at him, he was never as cold as his sister.
Didn’t I learn this gentle and elegant look from him?

Maybe it's because he is the legitimate son of the Sword Sect that he can be treated tenderly by the world?

Su Mo smiled bitterly and said,

At this time, many disciples had already passed him.

Jian Zong is dead, and the name of the young master actually depends on whether the master recognizes it or not.

If you don’t recognize it.

That is no different from ordinary disciples.

However, the angry Gao Huan of 'Feiyu Qijian' stopped after taking a few steps:
"and many more!"

His expression slowly changed, and his martial arts will was warning him, and sure enough!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! !

In the dense forest, a bowstring suddenly tightened, and arrows shot out like rain!

Whoa!
Then, soldiers wearing black armor and masks sprang out from the jungle. Gao Huan was shocked and angry:
"I am Elder Kunwu, the contemporary grandmaster. Which sect's private soldiers are you? How dare you ambush me?"

"Retreat quickly!"

While talking, Gao Huan moved his steps, unsheathed the sword on his waist, used his strength to protect his acupoints, and with a 'crack', he chopped down the rain of arrows in the sky!
Then he took a few steps across, with a cold expression, looking at the hundreds of soldiers who did not retreat, feeling worried that there was no place to vent!

Although the Grandmaster cannot be as convinced as he is, he can dominate thousands of people and be decapitated by thousands of armies, just like a myth, but he is also a monster-like existence. When there are warning signs, as long as the marrow-refining martial artist does not exceed one palm, one person can kill hundreds of people, as if it were nothing!

Gao Huan jumped ten steps, knocked down the first round of arrows, charged into the group of soldiers, and killed one person in ten steps. He was as fast as a shooting star, without any sloppiness, and full of smooth beauty, which was very satisfying.

He looked at the team of more than [-] people who had been cutting grass under the light of his sword. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the team of more than [-] people had been killed. He licked his lips and laughed arrogantly:
"The formation is good, and it is also an elite one, but if you want to intercept this grandmaster, it is still far away.!!?"

"That is!"

Gao Huan's pupils slowly widened, and then cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he felt a frantic warning in his heart.

A total of twenty huge crossbows emitting cold light were slowly aimed at him from nine different directions.

Divine machine crossbow! !

The bed crossbow, which generally only appears in large-scale battles, is not only huge, but also has amazing lethality. It is a destructive weapon that only a few warlords can control!
"Son of a bitch, which noble family is this? He wanted to attack Fulong Mountain, but he made me suffer this disaster first?!!"

Whoosh!
The words have not yet fallen.

The heavy arrow exuding coldness was already coming towards him to kill him!

(End of this chapter)