Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

"The miners have all gone far away," Shang Shang Zhaoyue said to Fu Lei intentionally or unintentionally, leaning on the rock wall of Tianheng Mountain.

"Yeah, they're all gone," Fu Lei was obviously smiling, but there was a bit of hostility hidden in his smile, which reminded Shang Zhaoyue of a word called Smiling Tiger.

"I don't know why you took all the trouble to lead me here?" Shangshan Zhaoyue looked up at the sky, letting the blue sky and white sun occupy her golden pupils.

The skylight and the red-gold pupils seemed to blend together, making his eyes shine like gold, jade, and amber.

As soon as he said these words, the atmosphere between him and Fu Lei suddenly became tense, and there was a solemn silence.

"Ah hahaha, you are joking, how can I, a small vendor, have unnecessary thoughts?" He laughed, but what he faced was the unchanging cold face of Shangshang Zhaoyue.

"It's over, let it come out when it's over," Shangshan Zhaoyue slowly pulled out a long sword shrouded in mist from her sleeves. The sharp sword energy spread, and there was a faint dragon roar in the clear sky.

This is undoubtedly a peerless sword, so good that Fu Lei felt like his head was going to fly out of his neck even from an inch away.

"This, this, what do you mean?" Fu Lei panicked, "Sir, killing the client is a serious crime in Liyue. You don't want to be notorious in the future and everyone calls for beating, right?"

Shangshang Zhaoyue ignored him and slapped her hand on the mountain wall, "Come out!"

The entire Tianheng Mountain seemed to be on the verge of collapse in an instant. The rocks and rubble fell in a whoosh, and a red monster holding a code in its hand was directly shaken out of the hidden mountain wall.

It quickly stabilized its body, and the blazing ring behind it shone brightly. It asked doubtfully in a low voice, "When did you find out? I should have hidden it well?"

"It's very good, but this person's thoughts are really not very clean. Did he think I didn't notice the medicinal powder that was secretly sprinkled along the way?"

Shang Zhaoyue showed a look of scorn, and Fu Lei immediately stopped trembling and showed a look of shame towards Master and Disciple Huo Abyss.

"Fu Lei is not doing his job well. I really don't live up to the expectations of the Divine Envoy!" He didn't seem to care so much about the sword around his neck anymore and shouted loudly.

"Hmph, it's okay. I already knew you were useless, so I never thought of relying on you," the Fire Abyss Chanter waved his hand, "Come out."

In an instant, nine cracks as deep as the starry sky opened, and three apostles of the water abyss, three chanters of the thunder abyss, and three chanters of the fire abyss floated to the ground from the cracks.

"It's so slow. We're almost suffocating to death." The one who spoke was one of the Fire Abyss Chanters. The other Water Abyss Apostles and Thunder Abyss Chanters only looked at Shangyue Zhaoyue with knife-cutting eyes.

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"Just say a few words and it's time to take action." The apostle of the Water Abyss was dissatisfied with the cynical attitude of the chanter of the Fire Abyss and raised his alienated arm straightforwardly.

"You are so impatient," the original Fire Abyss chanter shook his head, "Can you please return Fu Lei to me?"

"..." Shangshang Zhaoyue didn't say anything. He raised the winning blade in silence, and Fu Lei's pupils tightened instantly, "Master God Envoy, you said you would keep me safe!"

"Pfft!" His wailing stopped abruptly, and the last scene in front of him was a decapitated corpse, spraying blood, falling weakly. That was his body.

"You are really not sloppy at all," the chanter of the Fire Abyss helplessly held his forehead, and his eyes became cold.

"In this case, there is no need to be polite first and then attack. Let's take action!"

As it roared, "The burning truth!"

Sounds such as "The tide of the abyss!" soon flooded the valley, and violent elemental fluctuations crushed solid rock into starch in the blink of an eye.

Bombarded by furious thunder, burned by flames, and attacked by wild waves, the apostles of the abyss were the first to rush in front of Shangshang Zhaoyue.

Tian Congyun's mist-shrouded blade smashed a water blade in the face, and then rushed in with overwhelming force, logically cutting off one of the alienated arms of the apostle of the abyss.

"What!" It and its two companions were startled at the same time, but it was obviously too late to retreat, as the violent water element immediately enveloped their bodies.

"Before the shield of the abyss is worn away, don't even think about hurting a single hair of ours!" The Apostle of the Water Abyss spun like a top, and the water blade tore the terrain of the canyon into pieces like a rolling wave.

At the same time, the attacks of the Thundersingers and Firesingers also arrived. The thunder, purple lightning, and fireballs that fell from the sky almost blocked all of Shang Zhaoyue's escape routes. The deep purples and blazing reds covered his thin figure.

Completely cover up.

"It's done!" The Firesinger couldn't help but clenched his fist, "You're actually stupid enough to let us use all the moves, huh..."

Its sound suddenly stopped like a broken string. At the same time, the bodies of it and its companions were as still as mosquitoes and flies sealed in amber, including the thunder and fire that exploded when they came into contact.

The pause button was pressed.

Then in this still world, a bright sword light spread like a moment of fragrance, passing over the collision of fire and thunder, as well as the water blade that first struck, like a breeze blowing across the face.

Then it advanced steadily, piercing through the nine monsters from the abyss one by one, and finally stopped abruptly in front of the original chanter, withering like a withered plant.

"Ping!" When his body regained its intuition, a crisp sound like a shattering mirror suddenly appeared in his ears. The Fire Abyss Chanter could only stare blankly at the world in front of him that was instantly cut into pieces by countless swords.

"No!" It wanted to pounce on it like crazy, but its palm was instantly cut by the light of the knife. The stinging pain made it wake up, and it stopped before the death of its companion.

The broken world is not just an afterimage cut out by the light of a sword, but the space has really been split apart.

Its companions were cut into pieces one after another, and then together with the explosion and fire, they were sucked into all the cracks around them during the recovery process, and were directly swallowed up.

The landscape in the canyon is really collapsed, with traces of burns and cuts everywhere, but Zhaoyue, who is still wearing a white brocade robe, is still as untouched as snow.

Tian Congyun pulled out the bright silver sword and put it into his sleeve, and the Abyss Chanter didn't know where he had stuffed the sword.

It woke up, and a deep crack in the starry sky instantly opened behind it. The haze of the abyss filled the surroundings. The hope in its eyes couldn't stop, and it was only one step away from being out of trouble.

After returning, he must let the organization reassess the danger of this guy. Originally, they came to ambush him and never expected to return alive, but at least they must set up a dragnet to drag the guy and the surrounding environment into the abyss.

But who knew that before it could take action, the group of people it found would be killed instantly with a single blow.

No, maybe it wasn't just one knife, but countless knives struck out at a moment when it couldn't react at all. Each knife was so sharp and fast that the space was split.