Murong Chunqiu stood on the top of Jiangling City, looking at the desolate scene of Jiangling City in front of him. He saw a devastated scene with broken walls and ruins. He couldn't help but sigh, and then slowly walked down the city. The senior executives of Xiaoxiang Pavilion: Yan Fengwu, the four generals: Baozi, Mantou, Doujiang, Youtiao, and the newly arrived Yezhao Shizi followed one by one.
The battle of Jiangling finally came to an end, and the situation was the same as in previous times. As long as Murong Chunqiu went into battle, he would never be defeated!
Thousands of elite soldiers of the Five Mountains Alliance were almost wiped out. Although the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance, Jian Jingfeng, risked his life to escape under the protection of his subordinates, the Five Mountains Alliance was severely damaged after this battle. Taishan's chief disciple Chongyuan and Hengshan's chief disciple Yuyinraoliang were killed in the battle. Moreover, the Songshan faction, which was originally second only to the Huashan faction, almost defected to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. From now on, I am afraid that the Five Mountains Alliance will never be able to recover!
As for Xiaoxiang Pavilion, apart from losing some elite gang members, there was almost no loss among all the masters. Moreover, they got the strong support of Ye Zhao Shizi and the Songshan Sect under his hands. This huge gang, which is the number one gang in the world, will become more and more arrogant in the future!
Suddenly, among the four swords of Xiaoxiang in the city, "Dancing Willow Sword" Wutongye, "Golden Snake Sword" Qiao Langjun and "Life-taking Sword" Juemingzheng came together to pay a visit to Murong Chunqiu!
"Meet the Pavilion Master!"
"Well! What happened?" Murong Chunqiu asked.
The handsome young man spoke first, "I found Sword Master Twelve first, but then I encountered the undefeated legend who attacked me? I let Sword Master Twelve run away!"
Wutongye's eyes flickered. Being robbed by a stranger player was really embarrassing. Wutongye, who claimed to be a master, was naturally embarrassed. He could only stammer and say, "I... didn't find... Sword Lord Twelve!"
Murong Chunqiu remained calm, turned his head and looked at the silent Jueming, and said, "Jueming, tell me, what's going on?"
Jueming nodded and said, "Someone took advantage of my battle with the Unbeaten Legend and kidnapped Sword Lord Twelve!"
"Unbeatable legend! Humph! The Jialan Temple is getting more and more daring!" Yan Fengwu frowned and said angrily: "Husband, I will personally lead people to the Jialan Temple to ask for the truth!"
Murong Chunqiu raised his right hand to signal Yan Fengwu not to move rashly, and then asked Jueming: "Do you think that the Jialan Temple was involved in this matter?"
Jueming frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then shook his head gently.
Seeing this, Murong Chunqiu closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said loudly: "With Li Hao's character as a businessman, he doesn't have the courage to get involved in the affairs of my Xiaoxiang Pavilion! This must be the personal behavior of the Unbeaten Legend, don't worry about it! Pass on my order, from now on, the whole gang will hold back and recuperate!"
"But the Five Mountains Alliance was defeated in this battle and has no chance of recovery. We should..."
"Someone will naturally do something like kicking a drowned dog. We don't need to worry about it!" Murong Chunqiu turned around and comforted his wife Yan Fengwu with a smile.
"What about the score of Swordsman? Is it related to Dugu Nine Swords?"
“Haha! That’s even less worth mentioning!” Murong Chunqiu hugged Yan Fengwu into his arms and said with a smile: “Don’t be scared by the reputation of Dugu Nine Swords. It’s just a unique skill. Don’t we have enough unique skills in Xiaoxiang Pavilion?”
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Zhou Yi waited in the Sanli Pavilion for half a day before Tang Shangxin and Jian Jun Twelve finally showed up. Zhou Yi hurried forward and asked anxiously, "Why did you come just now? I was so anxious waiting for you."
Tang Xinxin helped Jian Jun sit down in the pavilion, pointed at Jian Jun Twelve next to him, and said to Zhou Yi unhappily: "Look, there is a patient who can't even walk fast! What about you? Are you in any danger?"
"Hehe! What danger can I be in? Look..." Zhou Yi took out the 500 taels of silver that he had extorted from Wutong Ye from his arms, and said in a somewhat obscene manner: "I also got it from that, the one from Xiaoxiang Pavilion, what is Wutong?"
"The Four Xiaoxiang Swords, 'Wulin Sword' and 'Wutong Leaf'?" The Sword Master sitting next to him changed his expression and answered with some doubt.
"Yes, it's him. I'm blackmailing him. What do you think? Am I awesome?"
Tang Shangxin looked at Zhou Yi in astonishment, and slowly asked, "How good are your martial arts? The Drunken Demon 'Wang Wudi' and 'Xishan Shuangjian' are fine, but this is a master of the Xiaoxiang Four Swords level, and he can't beat you?"
"In terms of moves, we are evenly matched. Neither of us can do anything to the other. However, his internal strength is not as good as mine. If the battle continues for a long time, I will definitely win!" Zhou Yi straightened his body confidently, looking very proud.
"You... aren't you... playing dumb all the time? Pretending to be a rookie? Teasing me?" Tang Shangxin was a little suspicious, and his expression became worse.
"No, no, I am..." Zhou Yi was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to explain.
At this moment, a noisy sound of footsteps came quickly. Zhou Yi's spiritual sense moved, and he suddenly felt that there were a large number of masters around him, rushing towards him.
Zhou Yi suddenly became angry and said angrily: "Someone is coming here, and it seems that they are coming for us. Could it be Xiaoxiang Pavilion?"
"Then let's run quickly!" Tang Shangxin said anxiously: "Sword Lord Twelve, we have already sent you out of Jiangling. The rest of the journey is none of our business! Goodbye!" After saying that, Tang Shangxin grabbed Zhou Yi and started running.
Unexpectedly, Sword Master Twelve suddenly laughed, barely holding up his body, and quickly retreated, saying loudly: "You can't escape, I have already notified the masters of our Five Mountains Alliance through Thousand Miles Sound Transmission, and now they are here, quickly hand over the score of Smiling Proud Wanderer, maybe you can still have a chance of survival!"
"What?" Zhou Yi was furious and shouted, "You bastard, we sent you out, and this is how you treat us?"
"Humph! To be frank, we are all here for the Dugu Nine Swords. Jianghu morality? That sounds good!"
Tang Shangxin gritted his teeth, raised his hand and used the "Flower Rain" move to try to take the life of Sword Lord Twelve. However, before the thirty-six hidden weapons could hit the Sword Lord, a figure in white appeared in front of Sword Lord Twelve, waved his sword, and the darts in the sky were immediately dissolved.
The man was wearing a white robe with many scars on it and large patches of blood oozing out. Zhou Yi took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp. This man was actually the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance - Jian Jingfeng
"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Jian Jun Twelve asked with concern when he saw Jian Jingfeng's appearance.
“Ahem!” Jian Jingfeng stood up straight and couldn’t help but spit out another mouthful of bright red blood. He said, “Yezhao Shizi… that bastard… ahem… led the people of Songshan Sect to rebel! We… were completely wiped out! Chongyuan and Yuyin Raoliang… ahem… they all died in the battle!”
"What?" Sword Lord Twelve's body was shaken and he fell to the ground. He asked in disbelief, "This is impossible? How could this happen?"
"Alas!" Jian Jingfeng sighed softly, slowly closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "The Five Mountains Alliance... ... is over!" (To be continued)