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Although it will cause more misunderstandings, there is no choice.

The Xia family entrusted Xia Jin to him, and he had to keep Xia Jin safe no matter what. Even if it was Xia Jin who caused the incident, or even if Xia Jin died innocently.

In fact, if it weren't for Wen Ping, he might have used the flying ship to hunt down Xia Jin. He really wanted to see the flying ship.

It is reported that it is faster than Zhenyue realm monsters in the sky.

In addition, when the Immortal Sect had not yet risen, no matter where he went, the customs and customs would be different, but if he wanted to go to heaven, he would ultimately need the help of the Wing Clan monsters.

That's why he was so curious about the flying ship.

Even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, just reading the literal information given above had already surprised him.

It is not unusual to follow the steps of the predecessors and become stronger step by step.

It is not unusual to get ten Zhenyue Realm Wing Clan monsters. At most, they are considered to be powerful.

Creation is the greatest.

This shows that the Immortal Sect is indeed a very capable sect.

He felt that if the Immortal Sect was given time and a chance, Wen Ping could definitely lead the Immortal Sect to become the new four-star giant force in Tiandi Lake.

It won't take long, and places like Mingjing Lake will be donated by local forces without any need from the Hundred Sects Alliance.

Of course, this is all for later.

Then, under the influence of Situ Xiuneng's perception, the six Pegasus horses that were standing quietly in the market suddenly moved. They took off the restraining reins and jumped up, bringing up several white arcs, like moonlight.

Generally, it was then erected on the roofs of surrounding houses.

They held their heads high, following Situ Xiuneng's perception and staring at the sky above Yunlan Mountain, waiting for the flying boat to appear.

However, the flying boat that was supposed to chase Xia Jin immediately did not appear. Instead, a white light flew back from the sky.

In the dark night, it drew a very conspicuous stream of light and returned to Wen Ping at a speed that was not weaker than lightning. Like a guard, it stayed quietly beside Wen Ping, releasing its power.

Sharp, the sword intent that belongs only to flying swords.

Seeing this, Situ Xiu was suspicious, but he didn't feel anything. Seeing that Feizhou didn't appear for a long time, he said: "Sect Master Wen, I know you have concerns. I would like to remind you one last time about the forces behind Xia Jin

, I can’t afford to offend the Dragon God Sect, so just expose this matter..."

Situ Xiuneng didn't know what the white light was, but Long Ke knew it after seeing this scene.

If the flying sword comes out, then Xia Jin should be completely dead.

Sure enough, the moment Feijian was put into the Tibetan Ring, Wen Ping said: "Although I like Bai Jing, I prefer to earn it myself. I left the guy from Zhenyue Middle Realm for you. As for Xia Jin,

And that monster's black pattern has become the soul of the dead under my sword."

The expression on Situ Xiuneng's face suddenly solidified, like fish head soup overnight in winter, as if he was still immersed in last night's cold snap.

After a while, he managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Sect Master Wen, are you kidding me?"

Wen Ping replied seriously: "No."

These words made Situ Xiuneng suddenly lost in thought.

In my mind, the image of flying swords flying around came into my mind unconsciously.

Only then did he understand that the sword that flew out was Wen Ping's method and it was released without opening the pulse gate.

Although this swordsmanship sounds incredible.

But he didn’t think Wen Ping was joking!

"you……"

Situ Xiuneng felt angry and sad at the same time, and was speechless for a moment.

Long Ke on the side also suddenly remembered that night.

The night Wen Ping first mastered the flying sword, his sword flew dozens of miles, shocking the world.

Xia Jin's death, now that I think about it, is really fate.

With the help of Hei Wen, no matter who he meets, even a half-step unstoppable strong man, without the help of the monsters from the Wing Clan, it is impossible to catch Xia Jin.

But Naihe met Wen Ping.

He met Wen Ping, who had just practiced flying swords.

Then, Long Ke turned his attention to Situ Xiuneng and said, "Sect Master, just leave him to me."

Why do you say that?

Because Xia Jin is dead, peace talks will most likely lead to failure, and Situ Xiuneng will definitely be an enemy.

For the enemy, it is best to nip it in the cradle and not wait until he is fully prepared.

Wen Ping knew what Long Ke meant, but he shook his head and said, "Elder Zhao, don't be anxious yet."

Every plant and tree in the Immortal Sect has been systematically transformed, and in a double-defense fight, Situ Xiu will not be able to do much damage.

But Cangwu City is different.

If a war breaks out now, Cangwu City will suffer.

In addition, Wen Ping also wanted to see what Situ Xiuneng's attitude would be now.

"This time, I will not lose..." Long Ke saw Wen Ping's firm gaze and glanced at Cangwu City behind him. He had no choice but to slowly close his pulse gate.

After closing the pulse gate, Long Ke felt a little disappointed.

Because in this battle, she didn't seem to prove herself useful at all.

She messed up the only thing Wen Ping asked her to do.

At the same time, the atmosphere among everyone suddenly became a little different.

The night wind kept passing through the forest, bringing with it a rustling sound.

On the edge of the city, the sound of burning torches followed the wind and echoed in everyone's ears.

The people from the Hundred Sect Alliance did not move, but they did not close their pulse gates. Murong Qing and others who were standing in the distance looked at the people from the Immortal Sect, then looked at Situ Xiuneng and others, without saying a word.

I couldn't tell, but my palms were soaked with sweat without even realizing it.

At this moment, a breath came quickly from the forest.

Situ Xiuneng and others immediately paid their attention.

Lu Ming rushed out as expected. The moment he rushed out of the dense forest, his footsteps gradually slowed down, like a carriage that suddenly lost its horse and was coming to a stop. However, no one looked at him more.

He turned his attention to Xia Jin who was lying behind him.

Under the dim firelight, Xia Jin's breath was gone!

Although he had expected that Wen Ping would not joke, when he saw this scene, Situ Xiuneng's heart still skipped a beat, and his hands could not help but tremble in his sleeves.

I don’t know if it’s because of anger.

Or is it because I am controlling my anger.

Lu Ming's sad and deep voice then penetrated into Situ Xiuneng's ears, "Sir... Lu Ming has failed to live up to your trust."

Situ Xiuneng did not put Xia Jin down. Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly walked into the bright firelight with Xia Jin on his back.

Luan Yue, Bai Nianxiang and others, while looking at Xia Jin infatuatedly, swallowed their saliva involuntarily.

In the past, even in their dreams, they could not dream of Xia Jin's death.

Now, Xia Jin died in front of their eyes.

They all retreated in unison. If Xia Jin died, a war would probably start. With their little strength, it would be safest to retreat far away.

At this time, Wen Ping, who was standing not far from Situ Xiuneng, looked calm on the surface, as invisible as a deep pool of water, but in fact he was still very anxious in his heart.

What will happen to Situ Xiuneng?

He was very concerned about this answer.

After a while, Situ Xiuneng finally spoke and said to Lu Ming: "This is beyond your control, and I don't blame you. I will personally explain Xia Jin's death to his father... You take everyone back to the inn first, I

Come back later."