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As time passed, night fell quickly.

In Huaxia, a hidden place, in a huge and luxurious palace, the Guardian Ping and the two old men who appeared in Cangshan before appeared here.

In front of the three of them was a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous robe, with a deep face and falcon eyes. He exuded invisible coercion, but he couldn't feel any fluctuations in true energy, just like ordinary people.

"Patriarch, this is what happened. According to our inference, the current owner of Ming Hongdao should be related to that person, otherwise the Dragon Soul people would not help him like this and say such things."

One of the two old men spoke.

The middle-aged man stood there with a gleam in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the master of Minghong Sword would have something to do with him. No wonder he can control Minghong Sword. It seems that this son is also a person who is against the sky just like him!"

The middle-aged man, Situ Hong, the patriarch of the Situ clan, had a flash of thought in his eyes, and a look of fear was still faintly visible.

"Patriarch, what should we do now?"

Another old man said.

"Since it has something to do with him, let them take the Ming Hong Dao. I heard that the ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan has reached that level of strength. Maybe he can compete with him. The Ming Hong Dao was originally suppressed by them. They should be responsible for the sealed ones, and our Situ clan can't afford to provoke that person for the time being."

Situ Hong said calmly.

The night is bright and silent, and the moonlight half-obscured by dark clouds casts a little light on the void,

Somewhere in China, there is a ruined wall. Obviously, this place used to be a residence, and it used to be very large and majestic, but now it has become a ruin.

Judging from the scene, it seems that there has been a big battle here, and there are traces of burning flames. There are sporadic broken and rusted swords around, and there is also a dilapidated and incomplete plaque on which the word "Ximen" seems to be faintly visible.

Under the dark night, this place gives people a gloomy and terrifying feeling, as if the voice of the dead can be heard.

At some point, a gust of cold wind blew past, and in front of the plaque with the word Ximen, a man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old appeared here, dressed in black and carrying a bag wrapped in black cloth. Long things, with a few strands of hair floating on the forehead.

The man's face was stern, his face was carved like a knife and an axe, and there was a scar across the left and right cheeks on his face, which gave this somewhat handsome face a somewhat ferocious feeling.

A pair of eyes full of shadows, cold, killing intent, hatred, anger, all kinds of eyes are intertwined, representing the unusualness of this man.

Plop!

The man knelt directly on the incomplete plaque and kowtowed three times.

"Father, mother, grandpa, all ancestors, Jian Chen has come to see you!"

The man made a hoarse voice,

The voice seemed to have not spoken for more than ten years, it seemed a little mechanical, with a bit harsh feeling.

"Don't worry, Jian Chen won't avenge the Ximen clan in this life, and he will never give up. No matter what the price is, I will kill him to appease the ghosts of the Ximen clan!"

The man's hoarse and cold voice revealed infinite murderous intent, and a piercing chill spread, making people want to shiver.

"who?"

The man frowned suddenly, his eyes swept over sharply, and Situ Hong's figure appeared here.

"Patriarch Situ, why are you here?"

The man looked at Situ Hong, and said in a hoarse and cold voice.

"Back then, your father and I were considered good friends. Now I naturally came to see him. I didn't expect you to come back. Judging by your appearance, you should have gained a lot of benefits in the secret realm of your Ximen clan."

Situ Hong said calmly.

"This has nothing to do with you, what do you want to say?"

The man said hoarsely.

"I know you have always wanted revenge, but I have to remind you that with your current strength, it may take decades before you can kill that person to avenge your family."

Situ Hong said.

"This has nothing to do with you!"

The man snorted coldly.

"Recently, a young man named Xiao Yifeng appeared. He has an unusual relationship with that person. He should be very close. He may be his apprentice or grandson."

Situ Hong said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Yifeng!"

A terrifying and sharp cold light shot out from the man's eyes, and the terrifying killing intent was released from his body, sweeping the world, and all the void around him was wiped out by this killing intent for a while.

"That's right, he's in the world, that's all I can tell you."

After Situ Hong said this calmly, he left here.

The man stood here alone, endless and depressed killing intent erupted from his body, and gusts of wind swept away.

Then the man knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times and left.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day will come soon.

In the north of Huaxia and Shu, there is a mountain peak that is isolated from the world and exudes a strong aura. On this mountain peak is a huge sect, which is Tianyinzhai.

As a first-class sect in the Chinese martial arts world, although this Tianyinzhai is not as grand and domineering as other first-class sects, its scale is not small, and because Tianyinzhai is all female disciples, it has a holy and quiet feeling.

After a night of rushing, Gu Qingcheng brought Xiao Yifeng to the outside of Tianyinzhai, and Xiao Yifeng also brought Xiao Xiuxiu, just in case, if there was a fight, this guy could help.

Standing outside Tianyinzhai, Xiao Yifeng clearly felt that the aura here was very abundant, several times more abundant than where the Tang Sect was.

"Welcome back, Senior Sister!"

Standing outside Tianyinzhai on this day were two female disciples in white clothes holding long swords, they looked at Gu Qingcheng and hurriedly bowed and shouted.

"This is Tianyinzhai. You come in with me. I don't know if Master has dealt with Senior Sister Ji."

Gu Qingcheng said, and walked in with Xiao Yifeng.

Walking into Tianyinzhai, the aura here is more abundant, and the practice here is definitely more effective. It is worthy of being a first-class sect in the martial arts world, and it is really extraordinary.

But soon Xiao Yifeng discovered that Tianyinzhai is a man's paradise, there are all female disciples here, and all of them are of first-class appearance and figure.

In addition to the reason of cultivation, each of them has an extraordinary temperament, which is a level higher than those secular beauties. Xiao Yifeng is a little dazzled by so many beauties.

"Senior Sister!"

A female disciple walked up to Gu Qingcheng, clasped her fists and said.

"Where's Master? Did she deal with Senior Sister Ji?"

Gu Qingcheng asked directly.

"Master is entertaining guests, and he hasn't dealt with Senior Sister Ji yet!"

The female disciple spoke.