Chapter 6 - 6

Duanfeng Mountain stretches for 400 miles from east to west, and there are all kinds of people here, including a large number of horse thieves and bandits, as well as some monks who were expelled from the sect for violating the sect's taboos and came here to become bandits. 

Originally this place was in chaos, and ordinary people didn't dare to pass by here, but since the news of the Tianli Sword leaked out, these bandits and villains have become much quieter. 

But it was no wonder. At this time, the front and back of Broken Wind Mountain were filled with scouts from the imperial court and masters sent out by various sects to explore the way. There was a panic in the air. Who would dare to go out and show off at this time? 

When the imperial court found Tengying Village a day ago, they found that it was already deserted. However, they found Xiao Yushan, a disciple of Yunlan Sect who had been missing for quite some time, in a secret room. 

Not long after Ling Chufei settled down in the county magistrate's mansion, she heard the news about Tengying Village. 

A cultivator from Tiance Mansion reported: "We heard earlier that Xiao Yushan, a top disciple of Yunlan Sect known as Little Celestial Fairy, had gone missing. They searched for her several times but found nothing. We didn't expect that she had fallen into the hands of Wu Zexu, the leader of Tengying Village, and was used as a tool for him to vent his anger." 

Ling Chufei showed some pity in her eyes and asked, "Does Xiao Yushan know where Wu Zexu went?" 

The monk from Tiance Mansion shook his head and said, "Her condition is not optimistic now. She is either hysterical or indifferent. She must have been tortured by Wu Zexu. We haven't found out anything yet." 

Ling Chufei sighed and asked, "Where is she now?" 

The man replied: "Xiao Yushan is currently staying at the Qingyu Inn in Baixi City." 

Ling Chufei said softly: "I'll go see her." 

Xiao Yushan, the little fairy of the Yunlan Sect, was now curled up on the bed, huddled with her shoulders folded, looking somewhat unconscious, with her clothes a little messy, and her beautiful eyes no longer had the brilliance they once had. 

But even so, one can still see the former elegance of this little fairy from her two slender legs and the sharp peaks that hold up her silk dress. 

The monk from Tiance Mansion said respectfully: "She is it." 

Ling Chufei nodded and said, "You guys go down first." 

After dismissing her attendants, she walked closer, but saw no reaction from Xiao Yushan, whose eyes were still dull. 

She shook her head slightly, stretched out her jade hand, separated Xiao Yushan's arms that were wrapped around her shoulders, and grasped her slightly cold hand, passing the true essence to Xiao Yushan through her meridians. 

If it were someone else, they would be helpless in the face of such a situation, but Ling Chufei, the Saint of Wuyou Palace, would not do that. 

The skill she practiced, the Holy Lotus Cleansing, was inherited from the goddess of the Worry-Free Palace and was the most holy skill in the world. 

Although he is far from perfecting his skills, his saintly qualities are beginning to show, and his true essence is different from that of ordinary cultivators. It has a more holy aura, which can calm the mind and soothe the spirit. 

As long as he is not completely insane, Ling Chufei is confident that she can wake him up. 

As the true essence flowed in, Xiao Yushan finally responded, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare, with some pain revealed on her pretty face. 

She stared blankly at Ling Chufei in front of her. Her incomparable beauty and her mysterious temperament of holiness and charm moved her slightly, and the light in her eyes gradually returned. 

She felt the warmth coming from her meridians, and her guard gradually relaxed. Suddenly, a thousand thoughts surged into her mind. 

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and two lines of warm tears fell. 

Ling Chufei took her hand back and waited for Xiao Yushan to calm down. 

After an unknown amount of time, a dry and hoarse voice was finally heard in the silent room: "Who are you?" 

Concubine Ling Chu looked at the pitiful woman on the couch and said softly, "I am Princess Yongming of the imperial court. You don't have to be afraid. I am here to help you." 

"It turned out to be the Princess..." 

Xiao Yushan smiled sadly. Princess Yongming was very famous. Apart from anything else, her cultivation of the Holy Lotus had already shocked the world. They all regarded her as the future goddess of Wuyou Palace, and her stunning beauty was also talked about by many people. 

Ling Chufei only mentioned this identity, and she already understood it in her heart, and asked: "You must be here for Wu Zexu and the sword in his hand, right?" 

The little fairy from the Yunlan Sect pointed it out directly, but Ling Chufei did not show any embarrassment. She just nodded slightly and said, "Yes, but I really want to help you." 

Xiao Yushan didn't comment, she just murmured: "That man... Wu Zexu... he has gone crazy." 

Ling Chufei's heart moved, and her eyebrows slightly raised, "Is he crazy?" 

Xiao Yushan's expression revealed some reminiscence, her eyes flickered, sometimes painful and sometimes sarcastic, she whispered: "Since Wu Zexu killed someone with that sword, he has become more and more strange, as if he is possessed, he goes crazy almost every day, and often stares at the sword for a long time..." 

Not long after, Ling Chufei came out of the room. She had already understood the general situation through Xiao Yushan's description. 

The sword in Wu Zexu's hand can even affect people's minds. So it seems that the sword should be the Tianli Sword, the sacred sword of the Tianhua Sword Sect that has been missing for more than a hundred years. 

She also learned from Xiao Yushan that Wu Zexu had several hiding places in the northeast of Broken Wind Mountain, but she didn't know the exact location. 

Ling Chufei whispered to the cultivators of Tiance Mansion: "Take good care of her, and when the Yunlan Sect's people arrive, hand her over to her master." 

She looked out the window, her eyes flickering slightly. This time when she came to Baixi City, she had not only the Wuyou Palace behind her, but also the imperial court. 

However, both the Wuyou Palace and the imperial court had the same intention. 

That is to let her get the Tianli Sword. 

She is the innate sword embryo, and the Tianli sword has spirit, so naturally the capable one will take over. 

If he gets the approval of Tianli Sword, then even Tianhua Sword Sect won't be able to forcefully demand it. 

Ling Chufei unconsciously recalled what Xiao Yushan had just said, and said in her heart: "Good fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and destiny lies in danger." 

Before I knew it, it was sunset and night was about to fall. 

Just as Ling Chufei was about to leave, a subordinate rode in from outside. He knelt down as soon as he entered the room and said, "Your Highness, the left prime minister's son Zhou Xun wants to see you. I heard that the princess is not here, and he is waiting in the side hall of the county magistrate's mansion." 

Concubine Ling Chu tightened her mink coat and said calmly, "Got it, let's go back home." 

After Zhou Xun came back from Princess Yongming, he went directly to the inn opened by Ruyilou in Baixi City, gave the servant a message, and went to the top floor. 

This time, besides some bland greetings, he also said a few more words to Ling Chufei. 

Wu Zexu robbed his father's birthday gift three years ago, which made them a grudge. He went to see Ling Chufei to ask her for help. If she could capture Wu Zexu alive, she would hand him over to him. If she couldn't capture him alive, she would give him his head so that he could have an explanation. 

Unfortunately, that was all. Even though Zhou Xun was reluctant to leave Ling Chufei's heavenly voice, he had to leave first. After returning to the inn, he still missed her. 

Every time Zhou Xun saw the charming and beautiful Princess Yongming, he would be distracted for several days. 

However, he still had some self-knowledge. Even if he wanted to force himself on her, he was no match for Ling Chufei. After all, she was the Saint of Wuyou Palace. Even if ten of him were put together, they would not be able to defeat her. 

Zhou Xun was holding back a lot of lust with Ling Chufei, but luckily he could have sex with two phoenixes at night, which allowed him to vent a little. 

Not long after, two charming ladies walked into the room and bowed together, "Greetings, sir." 

One of them is the eldest daughter of Ruyi Tower, who has a high status, a beautiful appearance, is proficient in mathematics, and has a smart mind, which attracts many young talents. 

The other one, though of lower status, was also very charming and was the most beautiful courtesan in Xuzhou, outshining thousands of prostitutes. 

If he could get one of these two, it would be a blessing, not to mention that Zhou Xun would enjoy both of them at the same time tonight. 

But Zhou Xun was not satisfied, and he felt that his lust was burning. He curled his lips and said with a smile: "Today, let's play something else." 

Li Shiyu had not been with Zhou Xun for long, but she could understand his evil intentions. Seeing his expression change, she leaned over and whispered softly, "How do you want to play, sir?" 

Zhou Xun blew into her ear, and the courtesan trembled immediately, and her sensitive ears turned red. Zhou Xun laughed obscenely and said a few words softly. 

After hearing this, Li Shiyu's pretty face immediately flushed, and she said, "Sir, you are really in a good mood." 

Zhou Xun smiled slightly, patted her plump buttocks, and said, "Go and get it." 

Li Shiyu walked out of the door gracefully, and helped the two people close the door. 

Ming Ruoxue then came over. Zhou Xun was sitting on a rosewood chair. She was about to help Zhou Xun relax his shoulders, but Zhou Xun suddenly hugged her into his arms. She sat on Zhou Xun with her graceful body, revealing a pair of long, white and seductive legs under her bright and shiny dress. At this time, the pair of beautiful legs were pressed together and resting on the armrest. 

Zhou Xun moved down along her smooth and tight waist until he touched the moist and warm slit. As soon as his fingers touched the clitoris, the delicate body in his arms trembled. He laughed obscenely and began to dig more vigorously. 

Ming Ruoxue panted slightly, her face flushed, and she said angrily: "Young Master is being naughty again." 

Zhou Xun's other hand also reached into her collar, wantonly kneading her soft and elastic breasts. He leaned close to Ming Ruoxue's ear, blew his warm breath into her sensitive earlobe, gently licked her white and attractive earlobe, and said mischievously: "Miss Ming, I am thirsty, what should I do?" 

As if to tease the beauty in his arms, who was the daughter of Ruyi Tower but could only be toyed with by him, Zhou Xun emphasized the word "young lady" especially. 

Ming Ruoxue trembled all over when she heard this, and whispered, "Then I'll go pour you a cup of hot tea." 

After saying this, she made a move to stand up, but Zhou Xun gently held her down. He then whispered, "What tea can be more nourishing than Miss Ming's fragrant breasts?" 

Ming Ruoxue's pretty face blushed slightly, and she naturally unbuttoned her clothes, revealing the pink bellyband with golden butterfly pattern embroidered on it. She put her hands behind her neck and gently pulled it, and the underwear covering her body slid down along her tender skin, revealing a pair of beautiful breasts that were as firm and full as ripe melons. 

Ming Ruoxue had been with Zhou Xun for two years and had given birth to a daughter for him. Her snow-white breasts were fuller, and the two full and round breasts squeezed out a beautiful cleavage, which formed a very striking contrast with her slim waist that was still tight and charming despite giving birth. 

Ming Ruoxue's jade hand lifted up slightly, and the breast flesh at the bottom of her breast sank into her palm, showing its heavy and proud weight. After being teased by Zhou Xun, a veteran in the field of love, her areola became bigger and brighter. The red nipple that was engorged and erect due to the excitement trembled slightly, looking extremely fragrant and attractive. 

Ming Ruoxue blushed and bit her lips. Her respectful tone could not hide her embarrassment: "Sir...please enjoy." 

Zhou Xun felt very happy when he saw this young lady being so shy and charming. Although he failed to subdue Ling Chufei, the woman who pretended to be noble, Ming Ruoxue still brought him great satisfaction. 

He is Zhou Yan's only son. Who is Zhou Yan? 

The left prime minister of Jing State, an important figure in the palace coup ten years ago, had the merit of following the emperor. After that, he killed a large number of stubborn old officials who refused to submit like mowing the grass, helping the current emperor Lingyun to clear the obstacles in the way. He was highly valued by Lingyun and almost stood on the crest of the officialdom. 

Apart from that woman, what other beauty in the world would dare to be disrespectful to him? 

Zhou Xun laughed loudly, picked up Ming Ruoxue's delicate body, and put her on the big bed in the room. He buried his head in the snow-capped peaks and kept nibbling and kissing them. The red and tender nipples became more and more swollen between his teeth, and after a circle, they were almost as big as cherries. 

Zhou Xun took Ming Ruoxue's nipple and areola into his mouth, sucking eagerly. The milky sweet juice flowed out from the red and swollen flesh, flowing between the teeth, trickling into the throat, and straight into the stomach. 

Ming Ruoxue's pretty face was as red as if she was drunk. She was never as tormented as Zhou Xun when she was feeding her daughter on weekdays. 

He grabbed one of her plump breasts with one hand and put it into his mouth to taste it, while his other hand was not idle either, wantonly kneading the other snow-capped peak, and his flexible fingers gently kneaded and twisted her sensitive nipples. 

Ming Ruoxue only felt a tingling sensation in her breasts, which gradually spread to her whole body. The blood flow also began to accelerate, gathering in her nipples, as if it was about to spurt out. She couldn't help but raise her head and gasp, her thin eyebrows slightly frowned, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she moaned: "Sir... don't... I, I am in such a pain..." 

At this moment, the courtesan Li Shiyu, who had just been sent out by Zhou Xun, had returned. As soon as she entered the room, she saw the spring scene on the bed, and her delicate face blushed slightly. 

Although she had not been with Zhou Yan for long, and had just let the left prime minister's only son redeem himself a month ago, she knew Zhou Yan as well as Ming Ruoxue, who had been with him for two years. She knew that this young master was a man who reveled every night, and she was not surprised to see such a scene. 

She spread out her dress, bowed to the ground, and with both hands presented a whip she had just taken, lowered her head and frowned, saying, "I am late, I hope you will punish me." 

Zhou Xun seemed to have not heard anything, and continued to greedily enjoy the beautiful body on the bed. 

Seeing this, Li Shiyu bit her thin red lips, still bowed her head to the ground, holding up the whip rope with both hands and waiting for her master's favor. 

Listening to the blushing and heart-pounding melodies coming from the bed, I couldn't help but feel my whole body getting hot. The underwear I was wearing started to feel a little awkward. The soft silk cloth on it seemed to be gently caressing my buds, and waves of numbness came from my chest. 

However, Li Shiyu didn't know what she was thinking of. It was like a clear bell ringing in her heart, which made her look clearer. Her beautiful eyes covered by long eyelashes showed a bit of shame. 

Li Shiyu was not destined to be a prostitute. She was born in an official family and was a noble lady. 

Unfortunately, her father, who was a minister of the imperial court, stood on the wrong side when the palace revolted ten years ago. When the reckoning came, his entire family was executed, and she was the only one who escaped the catastrophe by luck, as her father used a maid to take her place. 

The person who liquidated her family at that time was the current left prime minister Zhou Yan, who was also Zhou Xun's biological father. 

It was this feud that linked her fate with that of Zhou Xun, a dandy young man. The reason she followed Zhou Xun was to get close to him and gain his trust. 

However, what Li Shiyu didn't expect was that Zhou Xun was very good in bed. On the night she was deflowered, she was tormented by the ferocious dragon under the crotch of this enemy's only son and lost her body three or four times, which made her feel ashamed. Afterwards, she couldn't help but think of the feeling when Zhou Xun's thick and long dragon root touched her, which made her hate her sensitive and lustful body. 

Now, after Zhou Xun's training and cultivation, she found that she could no longer refuse Zhou Xun. Now, after just listening to a few notes, she began to have wild thoughts and could not control herself. This made her despise herself even more. She often reminded herself that she must not indulge in lust and forget the deep hatred she carried. Now, her flattery of Zhou Xun was just a show, and she must not make it real. 

"Are you there yet? You are so late. I will punish you severely." 

Just when Li Shiyu was thinking about it, she suddenly heard Zhou Xun's voice. Before she knew it, Zhou Xun had already taken away the black whip she was offering with both hands. 

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the whip hit Li Shiyu accurately. Her body, which had already softened by half, trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. 

This soft long whip is not the hard whip made of rattan used for execution, but a fun thing specially made for romantic occasions. 

The soft leather on the whip spreads out like tassels to reduce the pain caused by friction. When the whip is lashed down, the tassel-like soft leather disperses the force, not only will it not cause the skin to be torn, but on the contrary it will give the victim a tingling and hot pleasure. 

Zhou Xun sat on the edge of the bed, his index finger was caressing the tender flesh deep inside Ming Ruoxue's thigh. Every time he brushed over the protruding flesh bud, Ming Ruoxue's soft body couldn't help but tremble slightly. Her two hands caressed her plump breasts that Zhou Xun had just enjoyed wantonly, and her jade fingers like peeling onions twisted the erect nipples that were bright red due to congestion. Her small mouth opened and closed slightly, and she kept panting and moaning. 

While Zhou Xun was cleaning up Ming Ruoxue, he said to Li Shiyu with a lewd smile: "Take off your clothes for me quickly." 

After saying that, before Li Shiyu could move, he whipped her full and elastic breasts again. Li Shiyu couldn't help but moan softly, biting her rosy lips and taking off her clothes, revealing her ivory-white and delicate body bit by bit. 

I don't know if it was because he felt that Li Shiyu was taking off her clothes too slowly, or because Li Shiyu's actions aroused his animal desire, Zhou Xun smiled lewdly and whipped her again, "Faster!" 

The blow landed on her smooth shoulders, leaving a pink whip mark on her shiny and tender skin. Li Shiyu's pretty face was flushed with a moving expression of three parts pain and seven parts seduction. Her clothes slipped down at the right time, revealing her graceful body, and she was full of charm for a moment. 

Zhou Xun's mouth was dry as he watched, and he moved his fingers in Ming Ruoxue's hot and wet vagina faster and faster, making the beauty moan continuously. Her long legs subconsciously tightened, and her white jade toes were tightly hooked. 

"My little beauty, you really make my heart flutter. Come to me like a bitch." He frowned and raised his hand to whip Li Shiyu's naked, slender, and almost perfect white legs. 

Li Shiyu blushed and bit her lip. The feeling of being humiliated by the offspring of her enemy must be very complicated and intense. 

She couldn't help but think of her parents in the afterlife. If they knew that their daughter was treated like this by the son of her enemy, she didn't know how they would feel. 

"I am here for revenge. A little impatience can ruin a big plan. To get close to Zhou Xun and gain his trust, I must endure the humiliation." 

Li Shiyu comforted herself in her heart, with a charming smile on her face, and she really crawled towards the edge of the bed like a bitch. In order to cater to Zhou Xun, she also twisted her sexy hips, and every movement seemed extremely seductive. 

Seeing her obedient appearance, Zhou Xun laughed loudly, and he took off his pants at once, revealing a penis that was larger than an ordinary man's. 

Li Shiyu blushed as she took a look. Although she had been with Zhou Xun for more than a month, she still felt a little overwhelmed by the size of the work Zhou Xun was doing. 

After her family was destroyed, she joined the brothel to make a living. Although she was a prostitute who only performed art but not her body, she had heard the sisters' private jokes and knew how big a man's penis was. If it was two fingers thick, the sisters would praise it endlessly. However, the penis of this Mr. Zhou was even bigger than the sisters described, and it looked extremely ferocious. 

Li Shiyu crawled forward two more steps and smelled a distinct fishy smell, which made her cheeks flush and her body weaken a little. 

Li Shiyu stretched out her small hand and carefully grasped the penis, which jumped fiercely in her hand. Sometimes she really doubted whether Zhou Xun's penis was made of flesh. It felt hard and hot to the touch, just like a red-hot iron rod. 

After the spring onion jade fingers pulled down the dark foreskin, the huge meat stick jumped out, followed by a stronger masculine smell, which made her jade cheeks even hotter. 

"Snap!" 

The whip hit Li Shiyu's nipple squarely, and the red spot spread out like water waves. Zhou Xun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, said sternly: "What are you still standing there for!" 

Li Shiyu looked at Zhou Xun with grievance, then lowered her head and gently licked the penis. 

Although it was not the first time for Li Shiyu to serve this thing, she still had some resistance to this request. 

This penis is black and big, and every time she swallows it into her mouth, she feels very uncomfortable. 

She hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out her small tongue to lick it gently, from the crown to the urethra, licking the thick black penis to make it more erect. When she saw that it was almost done, she took the dragon head into her mouth little by little, and from time to time secretly raised her spring-like eyes to look at Zhou Xun's reaction. 

Zhou Xun was looking down from above, playing with the daughter of Ruyi Tower while admiring the charming appearance of the bright and beautiful courtesan bending down to play the flute for him. 

Li Shiyu was truly gifted in oral skills. It had only been a month since she was deflowered, but now she had already mastered the art of oral sex. In a short while, she had made Zhou Xun's breathing become heavy. 

Zhou Xun, who was in high spirits, threw away the whip in his hand, grabbed Li Shiyu's hair, and thrust his thick penis into her throat. She heard a whimpering sound, and mist immediately blurred Li Shiyu's eyes. 

Zhou Xun smiled lewdly, holding the beautiful woman's head with one hand, and thrusting rapidly. 

The other hand was not idle either, two fingers were used in various ways to dig and pull out of Ming Ruoxue's flower hole, water splashed out, the beauty seemed to have reached the peak of pleasure, her cheeks were flushed, she was panting, and her bright eyes were also distracted, "Well...ah...I'm...I'm going to...Your fingers are inserting into me...I feel so comfortable..." 

When Ming Ruoxue was being played with by Zhou Xun to orgasm, the huge cock that filled Li Shiyu's mouth also twitched, and the milky white essence gushed out like a flood. The mouth couldn't bear it completely, but Zhou Xun stuffed the cock tightly into her mouth. Since she couldn't spit it out, she could only swallow it with the bottom of her tongue, swallowing all the obscene things into her stomach. However, some obscene white liquid still overflowed from the edge of her beautiful red lips. 

Li Shiyu held the still hard penis after the ejaculation, licked it clean again with seductive eyes, and rolled her tongue around her lips, rolling the overflowing semen back into her mouth, tasting it with great joy before swallowing it completely. 

However, whether the semen of her enemy's only son is a delicacy or not, perhaps only she herself knows. 

Zhou Xun was very happy to see the beauty being so well-behaved. He was also an old hand in the world of prostitution, and most women he had seen would be choked by his thick semen, but Li Shiyu was different. Not only was she able to hold it in, but she also behaved in a very seductive manner afterwards. 

He licked his dry lips, pointed at his still erect dragon crotch, and said with a smile: "This is a reward from me, sit on it yourself." 

"Thank you for the reward, young master..." Li Shiyu sat in Zhou Yan's arms and put her hand to her vagina, her pretty face blushing. 

However, she found that her vagina was already flooded with sexual fluids after just licking it. After secretly cursing herself for being slutty, she used her fingers to gently separate the dense pubic hair covered with honey juice, revealing her plump vagina, and slowly inserted the ferocious glans into the tender and smooth flesh. 

"So... so big..." 

She hugged Zhou Yan's neck and carefully took the penis in. Fortunately, her vagina was very wet and slippery. Apart from the obstacles in her heart, she could go all the way. 

Suddenly her body trembled slightly, she raised her head and moaned, finally swallowing most of the huge penis, now it filled her vagina, the sour and swollen feeling from her lower body made her mind excited, feeling the satisfaction brought by the penis, thinking about what she was doing, she felt mixed emotions, "Mom and Dad, don't blame your daughter for serving the son of the enemy so shamelessly. The reason I did this was to gain the trust of the evil father and son, and then wait for an opportunity to take revenge!" 

Zhou Xun held Li Shiyu's hips, smiled lewdly, and suddenly thrust hard. The thick penis went all the way into the deepest part of her flower heart. The beauty in his arms seemed to straighten her whole body at once, "Hmm...ah!" 

"Why don't you move? Are you still waiting for me to serve you?" 

Zhou Xun admired the beautiful face so close to him, and just when she was about to respond, he immediately kissed her. 

The tongue pried open the pearly teeth, penetrated into the cherry mouth, and entangled with Li Shiyu's soft tongue. 

Although Li Shiyu felt disgusted in her heart, she still responded enthusiastically, her snow-white body slowly rising and falling around Zhou Xun's waist. 

Originally, she was just pretending to be affectionate, but after a while, she felt the wonderful pleasure brought by the hot penis twitching in her vagina, and she began to feel hot all over, and the half-real and half-fake panting in her mouth gradually turned into groaning. 

Her tongue unconsciously responded to Zhou Xun's, and her arms tightly embraced him, her body swaying wantonly, as if he was not her hated enemy, but her infatuated lover. 

Just when the pleasure was about to erupt, Zhou Xun suddenly pulled his penis out of Li Shiyu's vagina, which was contracting and responding, and turned over and brought her to the bed. 

The penis suddenly left her body, and Li Shiyu felt a sense of emptiness. She didn't care who was pressing on her at the moment, she just wanted that hot giant to enter her body again. 

She began to shake her white buttocks restlessly, like a bitch wagging her tail to beg for mercy, craving for Zhou Xun's favor. 

"Climb onto Ruoxue and I'll give you a quick death," Zhou Xun ordered. 

Ming Ruoxue, who was lying beside him, was still panting with her beautiful eyes rolling up. 

Li Shiyu was now focused on the cock, and when she heard Zhou Xun's words, she immediately climbed on top of Ming Ruoxue. 

Both of them were beautiful women, and now they were naked together, which was truly a stunning sight, and Zhou Xun couldn't help but praise them. 

The two pairs of snow-white and plump jade peaks were close together, and the pink and tender nipples rubbed against each other. The two people who were aroused also subconsciously became intimate, and their two tongues intertwined with each other. 

Suddenly, Li Shiyu groaned tremblingly. It turned out that when the two were kissing deeply, Zhou Xun had already inserted his thick and hot penis into Li Shiyu's vagina. When he was thrusting, the lower edge of the penis was rubbing against Ming Ruoxue's plump and tender labia. 

The two beauties kissed more fiercely, their bodies trembling, their breasts pressing and rubbing against each other more fiercely. 

Soon, the two delicate bodies trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and they cried softly. At the same time, the vaginas of the two beauties gushed out nectar, which poured onto Zhou Yan's penis. 

Li Shiyu collapsed completely, lying on top of Ming Ruoxue, her lips still bearing Ming Ruoxue's crystal clear fragrance, moaning softly, intoxicated by the afterglow of the climax just now. 

Ming Ruoxue was not much better. She had let Zhou Xun use his fingers to make her cum at the beginning. This time, she let the hot and hard penis rub against her labia and clitoris to reach climax. She reached ecstasy again and again, and now she was almost fainting. 

Zhou Xun slowly pulled his penis out of Li Shiyu's vagina, admiring the beauty of the two beauties. He felt very satisfied and couldn't help thinking: "Who cares about the Tianli Sword? It's better to have a beauty in my arms..." 

Because of the appearance of the Tianli Sword, Baixi City is now very lively. The largest sect in the Western Region, Manichaeism, can't stand the loneliness and wants to wade into this muddy water. Now all kinds of gods, demons and monsters have come here one after another. This city has become a microcosm of the whole world. All the people in the temple and the rivers and lakes are here. 

The Manicheans had just arrived last night, and they had booked an inn in the west of the city, and had not come out of the house. 

It was already past noon, and Gongjia, who had come to Baixi City with the Manicheans, was still sitting on the couch, meditating and regulating his breathing. As the true energy in his body flowed, a strange pink aura emanated from his body, which looked very strange. 

When the dazzling sunlight fell on him through the window, he slowly opened his eyes, a glimmer of lustful light flashed in his eyes, and then the Buddha's aura lingered, and the cassock on his body shone brightly. 

If one had not noticed the hidden obscenity, no one would have thought that this strong, dark-skinned Western monk was some evil person. On the contrary, his peaceful and zen-like aura would make people feel close to him. 

"Although the 'Vajrayana Joyful Meditation' is the highest method of the Western Regions Vajrayana that has been passed down for more than 300 years, and practicing it to its peak is enough to allow one to enter the realm of divine thoughts or even achieve immortality in the Chengtian realm, this method requires the practice of dual cultivation and the method of collecting and replenishing... If you can't find a suitable furnace, the speed of practice is not as fast as ordinary methods. Now I am nearly 40 years old, but I am still stuck in the lower level of the Condensation Realm. If I want to reach the middle level of the Condensation Realm, it will take at least two years. As for the upper level of the Condensation Realm or even the Tongxuan Realm, it is even more distant." 

Gongjia sighed softly. He had practiced this method for nearly twenty years and had changed more than ten beautiful concubines, but his progress was still slow. 

The so-called consort is a woman with good appearance that a Tantric male must choose to practice "Tantric Joyful Meditation". The higher the level of the practitioner, the higher the requirements for the consort. 

If he wanted to break through the realm as soon as possible, he had to find a woman who was both extremely gifted and charming, with excellent cultivation and appearance, and who had to be a lotus girl in the Joyful Zen method. It would be best if this lotus girl had both external appearance, secret appearance and true appearance, so that she could help him achieve great success in Zen. 

How easy is it to find such a woman? 

As my mind was turning over a thousand leaves, I suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the window. 

Gongjia brushed off his robes and was about to get up and go to the window to see what was going on, when he heard several knocks on the door. 

He raised his thick eyebrows slightly and went to open the door. 

The person knocking on the door was a Manichean disciple who was traveling with him. Although he was a disciple of a great religion in the Western Regions, he looked like a person from the Central Plains, which was not uncommon in Manicheanism. 

Although Manichaeism is the largest sect in the Western Region, it is different from the five top sects that the people of Jing often talk about. Rather than being a sect, Manichaeism is more like a hodgepodge of mixed things. There are many people in the sect, good and bad, and people from all walks of life. 

Manichaeism calls itself the "Western Paradise", and there are quite a few monks from Jing Kingdom, and even some family members and remnants of the princes who were defeated and killed in the Tiandu mutiny ten years ago. 

The man in front of him was the Second Prince's former subordinate, the palace's military cavalry officer Guo Yi. 

I only heard him say: "The people from Tianhua Sword Sect have arrived and have just entered the city." 

Gongjia was startled for a moment, then nodded slightly. 

This time, the Manichaeism came to the Central Plains from the Western Regions, but it was not really to wade into the muddy waters of the Tianli Sword. The Tianli Sword was just a cover. Their real purpose was to take the opportunity to enter the Central Plains of Jingguo and contact a certain force. However, only the leader of the Manichaeism and the two elders who led the followers this time knew who the other party was. 

In addition to following the elders and disciples of the sect, Gongjia also wanted to find his own opportunity - to see if he could find a satisfactory consort in the vast and populous Jing country, and use her as a cauldron for him to achieve his goal. 

Guo Yi listened to the noise outside the building and smiled slightly, saying: "This Tianli Sword is the treasure of the Tianhua Sword Sect. Now that the people of the Sword Sect have arrived, the main characters have been gathered. This big show is about to begin. Who will get this magic sword in the end? It's really curious." 

Although the Manicheans did not really have any ideas about the Tianli Sword, they also wanted to see this good show. 

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The people from Tianhua Sword Sect have arrived. 

As soon as the news spread, it caused a huge stir, and many people came to the east gate of Baixi City to watch the excitement. 

Because of the Tianli Sword, the Tianhua Sword Sect, one of the two major sword sects in the world, is at the center of the storm and is of the greatest interest. 

The grand occasion at this time was comparable to the scene when Princess Yongming arrived at Baixi City that day. 

I heard that the Sword Sect's current generation of Sword Sons would also come, and people also wanted to see what the top sect's leader looked like. 

Horse hooves stepped on the heavy snow, and figures appeared in people's sight in the flying snow. 

The three leaders were Elder Meng Changfeng, Canghua Peak's guest Wang Guanjian, and Tianhua Sword Sect's swordsman Yuan Hong. 

Although it was all hearsay, Yuan Hong's temperament was indeed too special, like a sword unsheathed, with an aura that was breathtaking. 

He also had a handsome appearance, and at first glance he looked like a rare talent. People could almost immediately recognize this swordsman from the crowd. 

"He is indeed a swordsman. Although we have not yet seen his true ability, just based on this aura, he is much better than many so-called heroes who think highly of themselves." 

Some admired him, while others shook their heads in regret: "This Yuan Hong is indeed a great man, but it's a pity that he was born at the wrong time. If it weren't for the two evildoers, Princess Yongming, the Saint of Wuyou Palace, and Wu Que, the world traveler of Yulong Mountain, he would have truly been a genius of his generation." 

At first, everyone's attention was focused on Yuan Hong, but when they saw the woman following behind him, their eyes lit up. 

The woman was of noble temperament, with a radiant face and wearing a red dress, which made her look quite dazzling in this white world. 

She rode on the horse, and with each step and pause of the horse, the towering jade peaks on her chest swayed slightly, which was intoxicating. 

Heroes and beauties are the most interesting things. 

After looking at the swordsman, someone immediately noticed the beautiful lady. 

Although there was a female disciple from Yuhua Peak accompanying them this time, few people noticed the disciple who was only of average appearance under the stunning beauty. 

"That lady is so pretty, could she also be a disciple of the Tianhua Sword Sect?" 

"I'm afraid not. I heard that Huang Caiting, the beloved disciple of the leader of the Jiangnan Dao Yanyu Pavilion, is also in the accompanying team this time. Huang Caiting is known as the Sui Pearl of Jiangnan. This woman has a beautiful temperament and appearance. She must be the young lady." 

He Youcai and Liu Xinyi, the famous couple of Tianhua Sword Sect, had been waiting in the city with three other Tongxuan Realm disciples. Because they had received the news earlier, they were not surprised to see a young lady from Jiangnan Dao among the Tianhua Sword Sect group entering from the city gate. 

Looking at his fellow disciples who were exhausted from the journey, He Youcai smiled and said, "Lingzhou has been in turmoil recently, but now that you are all here, I can finally put my mind at ease." 

I don't know if it was God's gift, but after the leader of Tianhua Sword Sect arrived, the next day, news came that Wu Zexu had appeared. It was said that the leader of Tengying Village had been spotted in the northeast of Duanfeng Mountain. The imperial court's troops set out first, followed by more than ten sects in Baixi City, and hundreds of experts went into the mountains to search for him. 

Ling Chufei led the monks of Wuyou Palace and the masters of Tiance Mansion to set up camp near a cliff in Duanfeng Mountain. Duanfeng Mountain stretches for more than 400 miles. With only the people of Tiance Mansion and Wuyou Palace, it is not easy to find Wu Zexu even if they have a general direction. However, what Duanfeng Mountain lacks the most is monks, so this can save some effort. 

As for which sect or school will be the first to arrive and who will get the Tianli Sword, it all depends on their ability and luck. 

Ling Chufei was not in a hurry. From the information she had received, Wu Zexu was not that easy to deal with. Moreover, there were so many people on the mountain that if there was any disturbance, it would definitely alert the others. 

By then, all the sects and schools will be eyeing the sword covetously, and it will be impossible for any sect to secretly take possession of the Tianli Sword. 

The only thing they need to care about is the Tianhua Sword Sect. The Tianli Sword originally belonged to their Sword Sect. If they were allowed to obtain it first, it would be considered as returning it to its original owner. No one would have any reason to ask them to hand over the Tianli Sword again. 

Thinking of Tianhua Sword Sect, Ling Chufei bit her rosy lips unconsciously, and the light in her beautiful eyes flickered slightly. 

As early as yesterday when the Tianhua Sword Sect came to Baixi City, she had already learned from her subordinates who the Tianhua Sword Sect sent to retrieve the Tianli Sword this time was, but she didn't hear that person's name, which made her feel a little disappointed. 

Even though the marriage certificate was no longer in name only, she still cared about him because he was the one she had arranged to marry. 

Besides, she hadn't seen that person for ten years, and she still wanted to see how her former fiancé was doing now, or maybe there were some subtle thoughts that she herself was not aware of. She always had a little expectation of meeting that person again, although it was not strong, it would also cause ripples in the depths of her heart. 

"My Lady Princess, Director Mu from the Divine Supervisory Department has arrived." 

The voice of her subordinate interrupted Ling Chufei's thoughts. She sighed secretly in her heart and said softly, "I know. I'll go see her." 

On the cliff, a figure in a moon-white dress stood gracefully, with a delicate profile and outstanding temperament, overlooking the snow-covered mountains and the countless people below. 

The mountain breeze blows, and her skirt dances lightly, like a fairy. 

The head of the Divine Supervision Department is Mu Ying. 

Concubine Ling Chu pursed her lips and smiled, "I haven't seen you for a while. I wanted to see you last time I came back to the palace, but I couldn't find you... You must have gone to work for the Queen. I thought I wouldn't see you for a long time, but I didn't expect that we would meet again because of the Tianli Sword." 

As the two young women with the highest status in the Jing Kingdom, their relationship was not as hostile to each other as the outside world thought. On the contrary, they had a good relationship since childhood, like sisters. 

However, both of them are competitive and when they get along, they are not as harmonious as ordinary sisters, and sometimes they will say something sarcastic. 

Mu Ying turned around and looked at the princess who was even more beautiful than herself, and said, "The people of Tiance Mansion messed up the matter. Now it's time for the Divine Supervision Department to take over this matter." 

Ling Chufei shook her head and said, "This matter must have been messed up by Lingzhou Governor Kang Ming, and Tiance Mansion was wronged." 

Mu Ying said calmly: "If it were me, I would put all the officials, including Kang Ming, under house arrest to prevent them from gossiping, and then submit a secret report to Tiandu. I would not release them until the matter was resolved." 

Ling Chufei smiled and said, "This is really your working style." 

Mu Ying glanced at the beautiful Ling Chufei and said softly, "The matter of the Tianli Sword... our Divine Supervisory Department will handle it. Please wait for good news, Princess." 

Ling Chufei felt the distinct fragrance coming from this sister and whispered, "There is something I need to remind Master Mu. The court wants me to get the Tianli Sword." 

As she spoke, she stared at the female head of the Divine Supervisory Department with her bright peach blossom eyes. 

Two beauties stood facing each other on this cliff, it was a pity that outsiders could not see such a beautiful view. 

Ling Chufei had a graceful figure, tall and plump, while Mu Ying's figure was particularly slender, slightly taller than Ling Chufei's. As for the beauty peaks on their chests, both of them were quite full, with Mu Ying slightly better in size, but Ling Chufei's was firmer. 

Mu Ying remained calm, looking back at those eyes that could make millions of men in the world fall in love with them, and said, "Wait for the Divine Supervisor to seize the Heavenly Sword and present it to His Majesty and the Queen, and then Your Majesty and the Queen will give it to the princess, isn't that perfect?" 

This sentence was said without a single flaw. The hidden meaning was that she was only loyal to His Majesty and the Queen. If Concubine Ling Chu wanted to obtain the Heavenly Separation Sword, she could ask His Majesty and the Queen for a reward afterwards. She could not make it easy for Concubine Ling Chu. 

Ling Chufei understood what he said, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she smiled and said: "In that case, Master Mu, please do as you please. But if this princess accidentally gets the Tianli Sword first, then this princess will have no choice but to shamelessly take the sword to Tiandu to ask for a reward." 

Mu Ying also showed a touching smile and said, "In that case, I will take my leave first." 

After saying that, she jumped off the cliff and flew away with the wind. 

After Ling Chufei saw the famous female manager off, she walked a few steps forward and came to the edge of the cliff. 

Look far ahead. 

At dusk, the mountains are cold and covered with white snow. 

Suddenly, a cry was heard, and a branch among the rocks on the edge of the cliff trembled slightly, and a silver-white snow eagle fell down, looking around with its eyes wide open. 

As if sensing her gaze, the eagle turned its head and looked at her, its eyes sharp and piercing. 

With a flutter, the Snow Eagle flew away suddenly without looking at her. 

Ling Chufei stretched out her jade-like slender fingers from the fox fur coat, smoothed her hair that danced lightly in the snowy wind, and murmured with emotion: "What a lone eagle." 

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A lone figure broke into the snowy mountains, galloping on horseback, and finally arrived at Baixi City in the middle of the night when the crescent moon was high in the sky. 

When we arrived at the city gate, the young man on the horse pulled the reins and rode slowly into the city. I thought the city would be bustling with people, but after walking a dozen steps, I found only a few scattered figures. 

The young man looked around and found a restaurant. He found the waiter, took out a thumb-sized gold ingot from his pocket, and asked, "Where are the people in the city?" 

The waiter was not interested at first, but his eyes lit up immediately when he saw Jinzi, and he answered respectfully: "Young Master, you are late. If you had come a day earlier, you would have found that the last thing that Baixi City lacks is people. These hundreds of Jianghu masters are all here for Wu Zexu, the leader of Tengyingzhai. At noon today, it was said that Wu Zexu's whereabouts were exposed, so everyone couldn't sit still and all rushed into Duanfeng Mountain. Many people in the city also followed to join in the fun, and the result is what we have now." 

This young man was no one else but Chen Zhuo who had left Tianhua Sword Sect alone and headed for Baixi City. 

He frowned slightly and asked, "Did anyone get the Li Sword that day?" 

"Sir, this is ridiculous. We are all in Broken Wind Mountain now. I don't have the ability to see and hear from afar, so I really can't answer this question." 

"Never mind, this is a reward for you." 

Chen Zhuo left the sect only after he came out of retreat, which was two days later than Yuan Hong and the others. If he hadn't traveled day and night, he wouldn't have reached Baixi City today. 

But he was still a little late. He didn't even dare to waste time drinking a sip of water. He got on his horse as soon as he left the inn and headed straight for Broken Wind Mountain. 

It was late at night and the sky was cold. Among the noisy voices in Duanfeng Mountain, there was occasionally the chirping of nightingales. 

The stars were shining brightly, and the bonfire in the camp was even brighter than the stars in the sky. The monks held torches in their hands, lighting up Broken Wind Mountain. 

The glittering firelight made the plum blossom on Huang Caiting's forehead even more red and dazzling. After following the Sword Sect's people to Baixi City, she said goodbye to the Sword Sect's disciples and joined up with her fellow disciples from the Misty Rain Pavilion. 

She stood in the camp, looking at the flames in the distance, her beautiful eyes sparkling. 

He Zhi, the driver who had escorted Huang Caiting from Jiangnan Road to Tianhua Sword Sect and then to Duanfeng Mountain, approached quietly. He followed Huang Caiting's gaze and asked with a smile, "Did Miss gain anything from the trip to Tianhua Sword Sect?" 

Although He Zhi was just a driver, Huang Caiting did not put on airs in front of him. Instead, she smiled in a friendly manner and said softly, "If Uncle He is asking about marriage, then it can still be considered a gain." 

He Zhi not only had a good relationship with the Huang family's old residents, but he also served as Huang Caiting's bodyguard for more than ten years, and he could be considered an elder who had watched Huang Caiting grow up. 

Loyal and cunning, Huang Caiting would talk to He Zhi about any troubles when she was a child. Although she has grown up now, the closeness she once had is still in her heart. 

He Zhi said with emotion: "After all, it is also a first-class sect in the world, which is not comparable to the Misty Rain Tower. There are countless outstanding talents among its disciples." 

Huang Caiting shook her head and smiled, saying, "It's not as exaggerated as Uncle He said, but I did see some very outstanding people, but it's a pity that they don't like me." 

He Zhidao said: "Miss, you must be referring to that swordsman Yuan Hong. He is indeed very capable. However, he has already reached the upper level of Tongxuan Realm at the age of thirty. It will not be long before he enters the realm of divine consciousness and seeks a small immortality. If we can marry him, both the Pavilion Master and the old Patriarch will be satisfied." 

Huang Caiting sighed and said, "Since I have no chance to be with Jianzi, I can only choose from the others. The senior brother Qin Hua from Yunhua Peak and the talented disciple Cao Chenxiu from Canghua Peak who accompanied me both have some feelings for me. They both have their own strengths. In terms of cultivation, Cao Chenxiu is naturally better, but he is not as eloquent as Qin Hua, and he is also a little less handsome." 

He Zhi also observed Qin and Cao and whispered, "I think Qin Hua is a bit hypocritical... And Miss, you should find a real person to rely on so that he can really help your family and Yanyu Pavilion, not someone who talks big." 

Huang Caiting nodded slightly and said, "Uncle He is right. I also think Qin Hua is not a good match for me." 

"Yes." 

He Zhi suddenly remembered something and asked, "Miss, I heard that Tianxuan Palace still has an orphan in the Sword Sect." 

Huang Caiting's expression slightly changed, as if she remembered the scene of her first meeting with Chen Zhuo. She shook her head and said softly, "I have met him. Although he is not as good as Jianzi Yuan Hong, he is also a very good person. It's a pity that his identity is a bit embarrassing, otherwise he would be a good candidate. Speaking of which, there is still his five-inch sword mark on the sword-testing stone of Jianhua Peak." 

He Zhi sighed. Tianxuan Palace was so glorious back then. Who could have thought that it would end up like this today? 

The young master of Tianxuan Palace, who should have been a popular figure, has now become a trouble that people try to avoid. 

He opened his mouth slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly his brows furrowed, and he suddenly drew his sword and looked around vigilantly, "Be careful!" 

Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky. 

The enchanting flames danced lightly in the dark forest. 

There were subtle noises coming from all directions from time to time, but no crisis was seen. 

Huang Caiting looked around with a serious look. He Zhi beside her had the cultivation level of the upper level of Condensation Realm. Although she did not notice anything wrong, she trusted He Zhi's judgment very much. 

The snowstorm was sudden and violent. 

There was a commotion in the forest, and in the chaos, there were suddenly shouts of terror. 

Then there was the sound of fighting. 

Following the sound, we saw flames shooting up into the sky. 

"Could it be..." 

Huang Caiting's eyes narrowed slightly. 

He Zhi frowned and said softly, "We haven't found Wu Zexu yet. The righteous sects on Duanfeng Mountain will definitely not fight among themselves at this time. The ones who are doing this must be those evil people." 

Huang Caiting nodded and said, "Let's go over and take a look." 

In the camp, the other disciples of Yanyu Tower also realized that something was wrong and prepared to go to the scene together. 

Before I took a few steps, I saw the cold wind blowing, and countless dead branches swayed in the wind. 

Zheng Yushan, the elder of the Misty Rain Pavilion, looked solemn and said softly, "Everyone be careful." 

As soon as the words fell, several dark lights suddenly flashed. 

He Zhi blocked it with his sword, and heard a clear and crisp sound of impact, and a dart fell to the ground. 

Zheng Yushan, who had reached the Tongxuan realm, snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to shatter several black rays that were piercing him. 

However, a lower-grade Condensation Realm disciple nearby was not so lucky. His eyes widened in fear, a bloody hole was pierced through his throat, blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground with a plop. 

The strange thing was that the monk who fell to the ground had just stopped breathing when his flesh and blood began to rot at an alarming speed. It didn't take long for his bones to be seen, which looked extremely horrifying. 

Seeing this, Huang Caiting narrowed her eyes and said, "It seems that the people from Huangquan Sect are here." 

The monks of the Misty Rain Pavilion gathered together, formed a formation, and raised their swords towards the wilderness ahead. 

With a swish sound. 

Dozens of figures emerged from the forest in unison, pressing forward at an extremely fast speed. 

The swords clashed, and the light was more dazzling than the fire. 

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In the snow forest of Broken Wind Mountain, a figure was flying at high speed, leaving behind a trace of afterimage. 

But what was surprising was that he moved at such an amazing speed, without making any sound. If a Tongxuan realm cultivator saw this scene, he would probably be impressed by this person's exquisite control of Zhen Yuan. This ability has already faintly exceeded the scope of Ningyuan realm cultivators. 

Unfortunately, although there were many monks on Broken Wind Mountain, nearly a thousand of them, they were all busy fighting, and no one noticed that such a powerful uninvited guest had broken into Broken Wind Mountain. 

After entering Broken Wind Mountain, this figure did not run around, but moved forward in a certain direction. 

Chen Zhuo jumped over a frozen stream and landed on a dead tree standing on the edge of the cliff. He looked into the depths of the snowy forest and muttered to himself, "Yes, that's it. The feeling is getting stronger and stronger." 

Ever since he came to the Broken Wind Mountain, he had heard a faint calling. 

That is the sword chant. 

The sword chant was looming, and the deeper into Broken Wind Mountain the deeper Chen Zhuo went, the stronger the feeling became. 

What was even more mysterious was that this powerful sword chant did not appear in Chen Zhuo's ears, but directly rang in the depths of his heart. 

Every time it hummed, he could feel the blood in his body boiling, as if responding to the call of the sword. 

Chen Zhuo was almost certain that the sword was the source of this bloody storm. 

Heavenly Sword. 

He thought of the unique physique that Bai Luohua had mentioned, and couldn't help but speculate in his heart, the magic sword has a spirit, could the sword chanting be the call from the Tianli Sword because it sensed him? 

If this is true, then why is my physique so unique? 

Chen Zhuo thought of the scene of him and Bai Luohua's love affair. Now that he thought about it carefully, he found that Bai Luohua seemed to have a sense of devotion in it, but there was not much real love between men and women. 

What on earth is Bai Luohua... Chen Zhuo collected his thoughts and leaped again. 

However, it was not to the north that he sensed, but to the east. 

A few miles away in the east, flames could be seen in the distance, and the sound of fighting could be vaguely heard. 

"Have the evil monks come to interfere?" 

Yuan Hong raised his eyebrows slightly. The war was raging everywhere, but it had not affected their Tianhua Sword Sect. It could be seen that the evil cultivators' surprise attack on the snowy night was not aimed at their top sects, but at those sects with weak foundations. 

Meng Changfeng sneered: "You are such a cowardly person, you only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong." 

Guest official Wang Guanjian's eyes were deep, as if he could see the battle situation in the distance clearly, and he said softly: "There should be two evil sects coming this time, one of which is the Huangquan Sect not far from Lingzhou, and the other seems to be the Miaoyin Demon Sect." 

Yuan Hong's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "The evil sect in southern Xinjiang?" 

After saying this, he took a closer look and saw that there were indeed some people wearing colorful clothes among those evil monks, who did not look like monks from the Central Plains. He said, "It seems that they are indeed people from the Miaoyin Demon Sect." 

Huangquan Sect and Miaoyin Divine Sect are both well-known sects in the evil way, and their status is quite similar to that of the five major sects in the righteous way. 

The cultivation method practiced by the Huangquan Sect's cultivators is extremely cruel. It is rumored that infants must be sacrificed as living sacrifices to begin the cultivation journey. After that, every breakthrough is achieved on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. 

The true essence refined by this technique is extremely poisonous. Ordinary cultivators dare not easily challenge its sharp edge. At the least, it will be poisoned to the skin and flesh, and at the worst, it will hurt the bones. 

As for the Miaoyin Demon Sect, although their skills were not as horrifying as those of the Huangquan Sect, they were not good people either. Most of the disciples in the sect were perverse and evil, and some of them took pleasure in sadism and sexual pleasure. If you fell into their hands, you would end up worse than death. 

Yuan Hong listened to the deafening killing sounds around him and said calmly: "Master Meng, Guest Wang, the Huangquan Sect and the Miaoyin Demon Sect are located in the northwest and the south respectively, separated by mountains and seas. Now they have appeared together in Broken Wind Mountain. I'm afraid they are coming for our sect's magic sword. However, the magic sword has not yet appeared, but they can't wait to take action. I'm afraid there is something strange going on." 

Meng Changfeng pondered for a moment and said, "No matter what these evil people are planning, we should go to rescue our fellow Taoists first, but we must also be careful to see what these evil demons are up to." 

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"My Lady Princess, there are evil monks appearing in many places in Broken Wind Mountain. This raid was very swift and their purpose was clear. They targeted the weaker sects." 

The monk from Tiance Mansion said respectfully. 

Ling Chufei's phoenix eyes flickered slightly, and she asked, "What about the two sword sects in the north and south? What are their reactions?" 

"In reply to the princess, the Luofu Sword Sect entered Duanfeng Mountain early this morning, but they have been keeping their troops in place and are now just watching from the sidelines. As for the Tianhua Sword Sect... according to the spies' reports, they should have already taken action." 

Ling Chufei nodded. The Luofu Sword Sect was not a Central Plains cultivator, and they were arrogant. The Northern Qiang and Jing Kingdom had been hostile to each other for a long time. Although they would not add insult to injury at this time, it was impossible to ask them to help. 

Tianhua Sword Sect is quite chivalrous, so it is reasonable for them to take action now. 

However, since the Tianhua Sword Sect had already taken action, she couldn't just sit there and do nothing. Otherwise, if the news got out, she would inevitably be criticized. 

Ling Chufei glanced at the young master of Wuyou Palace and said, "Brother Ke, let's take some people with us to help our fellow Taoists." 

Ke Jianyun nodded slightly and said, "It's up to you, Junior Sister." 

The evildoers came with great force this time, but it also happened to arouse his interest. 

Ling Chufei's battle in the Stinging Dragon Valley amazed the world, but unfortunately he was not in the Stinging Dragon Valley at that time and did not see Ling Chufei's heroic figure. Now he just took this opportunity to witness Ling Chufei's peerless beauty. 

"My Lady Princess..." 

The monk from Tiance Mansion hesitated to speak. 

Ling Chufei shook her head and said to the Tiance Mansion monks beside her: "You stay here, don't take action for now, just be ready to respond at any time, and take a look at what those evil demons are up to... Don't worry about my safety, I know my limits, not to mention that ordinary monks can't pose any threat to me." 

Upon hearing this, the monks from Tiance Mansion could only nod and say, "As you command!" 

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Although there were five or six hundred people from the righteous sect, there were not many real masters. Most of the masters from the righteous sect were in the two major sects, Wuyou Palace and Tianhua Sword Sect. 

On the other hand, although there were only over 200 evil cultivators who came to raid on the snowy night, there were indeed many experts. Although the number of cultivators in the Divine Mind Realm was not as large as that of the righteous path, the cultivators in the Profound Mystery Realm, who were the backbone, had a great advantage, with as many as 50 of them. 

At the moment of the surprise attack, all the righteous cultivators were focused on Wu Zexu who had not yet appeared. The disciples of various sects were scattered in the mountains. Caught off guard, the righteous cultivators, who had a huge advantage in numbers, were caught off guard. 

The camp of Yanyu Pavilion was in chaos. Yanyu Pavilion was in a hurry to deal with the enemy attack and was in a very awkward situation for a while. 

He Zhi, who was already bloodshot with bloodshot eyes, stayed by his young lady's side. As the pearl of Jiangnan, Huang Caiting was determined not to die here. Otherwise, He Zhi would never give up. 

Although there are hundreds of righteous sects in the mountain, since each sect has been searching in Broken Wind Mountain for a while, each in a different direction, now almost an incense stick of time has passed, and there is still no fellow sect to come to help. 

He Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, risking serious injury to strike back and kill the two evil monks who attacked him. He couldn't help but curse: "These bastards are really going too far!" 

Huang Caiting looked at the shocking wound on his chest and couldn't help but be moved: "Uncle He, are you okay?" 

He Zhi waved his hands and panted, "It's just some flesh wounds, don't worry about it, miss. Just protect yourself, that's the most important thing." 

Huang Caiting nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and looked around. 

The elders of the Misty Rain Pavilion were fighting with the Tongxuan realm cultivators of the Huangquan Sect. It would take a while to determine the winner, while the other fellow cultivators who were fighting fiercely had already shown signs of decline. 

If this drags on, the Yanyu Pavilion will probably be in danger. Huang Caiting only regrets that she is only at the lower level of the Condensation Realm and cannot help the sect much. 

Huang Caiting's pretty face changed slightly as she thought about it, "Uncle He, be careful!" 

He Zhi also felt something was wrong. When he heard Huang Caiting's reminder, he was startled and subconsciously turned his body away. 

With a whoosh, a sharp arrow flew through the air and just happened to pass by his face, leaving a bright bloodstain. 

He Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was terrified. If Huang Caiting hadn't reminded him, the arrow would have killed him. 

He looked gloomily at the figures that appeared in the depths of the forest. The Misty Rain Pavilion was already exhausted from dealing with the situation, and he did not expect that other evil monks would come to reinforce them. 

Huang Caiting's eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and her eyes revealed a bit of despair that could not be concealed. 

"So this is the territory of the Jiangnan Dao Yanyu Pavilion. It seems that I have come to the right place. I heard that the leader of Yanyu Pavilion has a favorite disciple who is so beautiful that she is called the Sui Pearl of Jiangnan. I didn't expect to meet her by chance. I guess this is fate..." 

A strange voice came from a distance, and three figures slowly walked out of the shadows. 

The one who just spoke was the one with the highest cultivation level among them, with an evil look on his face, and a cultivation level that was at the upper level of the Condensation Realm. 

As for the remaining two, they were roughly at the middle level of the Condensation Realm. 

Not to mention that Huang Caiting and He Zhi are already at the end of their strength, even if they were at their prime, they would still feel a headache facing such an opponent. 

However, this is not the reason that makes Huang Caiting feel most desperate. 

From the auras these three people exuded, Huang Caiting had almost guessed their identities. 

Wonderful Sound Demon Cult. 

If she had to make a choice, Huang Caiting would rather fall into the hands of the Huangquan Sect than fall into the hands of the sick monsters of the Miaoyin Demon Sect. 

After all, if she ran into those people from Huangquan Sect, she would at most die an ugly death, but now she ran into Miaoyin Demon Sect, if she couldn't escape successfully, she would probably end up with a fate worse than death. 

Pang Jing licked his lips and looked at the graceful figure in the distance. The blood on her gorgeous clothes did not cover her beauty, but instead highlighted her stunning beauty. 

He had played with countless women in his life, but the one who impressed him the most was the daughter of a wealthy businessman kidnapped from Xuzhou. Her once eloquent pink mouth had now become a tool for him to blow her. At first, she was very reluctant, and just a touch would cause a violent reaction. But in the end, she still became a cheap bitch who only wanted to have sex. 

The sharp contrast between before and after made him unforgettable. He wondered what it would be like to train the eldest lady of the Misty Rain Pavilion. 

Although he had other purposes for this trip, if he could catch her, he wouldn't mind leaving Broken Wind Mountain to enjoy this beauty. 

Pang Jing said with a smile: "The eldest lady of the Misty Rain Pavilion is so beautiful. It would be a pity if she died. Why don't Miss Huang be more sensible and serve as my dual cultivation cauldron? I promise to let you go. What do you think?" 

Before Miss Huang, who was filled with shame and indignation at Pang Jing's foul language, could speak, someone shouted, "How dare you, you demon, speak to my junior sister like that!" 

A cultivator from the Misty Rain Pavilion who was in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm had just killed a cultivator from the Yellow Spring Sect who was fighting with him. With his hands free, he came to Huang Caiting's side and glared at Pang Jing. 

This person is Huang Caiting's senior brother Wang Xin, who has always admired Huang Caiting in his heart. Now that he heard Pang Jing say such outrageous words to Huang Caiting, he was naturally furious. 

He Zhi glanced at Pang Jing and the others with a gloomy face. His inner essence had been used up. Now that a powerful enemy was at his side, he wanted to protect Huang Caiting but was unable to do so. He could not help but feel a little sad. 

He said sadly, "Miss, if they want to hurt you, they have to step over my dead body first." 

Pang Jing looked at the master and servant with great interest, but he had no intention of killing He Zhi right away. 

The first effort was full of energy, the second was weaker, and the third was exhausted. Although the loyal guard's eyes were blazing, he could not hide his exhaustion. He was sure he could capture him alive. 

It's not that Pang Jing was soft-hearted, but he was very curious about how wonderful the expression on He Zhi's face would be when he watched the young lady he had tried so hard to protect being toyed with and raped by him. 

After returning, there is plenty of time to train this Jiangnan Suizhu, then tie a chain around her snow-white neck and lead her to the Jiangnan Road for a walk... 

When he thought of these scenes, he became so excited that he couldn't control himself. 

"While Yanyu Pavilion is still struggling to catch its breath, quickly capture them." 

Pang Jing only said this, and then his figure suddenly flashed. In an instant, the surging true energy shook the snow on the ground into flying, and a dark sword light flashed past. 

Sword light burst out. 

He Zhi's sword pressed tightly against Pang Jing's black sword, and his arms could not help but tremble as he had used up all his strength. 

Pang Jing smiled slightly. He wanted to see how many blows He Zhi could withstand. 

He Zhi faced the powerful Pang Jing, while Huang Caiting and her senior brother who came to help were also caught in a fierce battle. The situation was extremely serious. 

"Ms. Huang, I'm afraid your loyal guard can't hold on any longer. If you are willing to beg for mercy, perhaps we can ask Senior Brother Pang to show some mercy." 

One of the demon monks grinned obscenely. 

The flickering firelight clearly reflected every change in Huang Caiting's beautiful face. She bit her red lips, and the sound of collisions coming from her ears was particularly harsh. She could feel that He Zhi had reached his limit and might collapse at any time. 

Her heart had completely sunk to the bottom. Could it be that she, the jewel of the Misty Rain Pavilion, was going to be captured and toyed with by these evil cult monsters, and end up with a fate worse than death? 

There was a sudden loud noise. 

He Zhi's hand was unstable, and his sword was knocked away. He spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees. 

A black long sword fell right beside his neck. 

Pang Jing held the sword and looked at the charming Huang Caiting, saying playfully, "Miss Huang, all of your fellow practitioners are in a difficult situation right now, so don't think about who will come to save you. Why don't you take the initiative and come here so that I can take you in as a furnace? Sooner or later, I will have to taste you anyway, so why risk your life again?" 

Huang Caiting's sword moves became somewhat chaotic, showing her inner struggle. If she hadn't had a senior brother by her side to help her, she would have been killed by these evil cult monsters. 

Her thin red lips trembled slightly, and she was about to speak, but suddenly her expression changed. 

A sword light cut through the flames and fell from the sky. 

Pang Jing, who had been fearless at first, suddenly changed his expression. A sense of fatal crisis made his hair stand on end. He subconsciously raised the sword in his hand and tried his best to resist. 

Clang! Sword energy splashed, Pang Jing was caught off guard and took five steps back before he stopped. He narrowed his eyes and stared forward. 

Amidst the snow and smoke, a young man appeared, his clothes fluttering, he was handsome and his eyes were like swords. 

Pang Jing felt the sharp sword energy in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Tianhua Sword Sect." 

"It turned out to be him... How could it be possible..." 

Huang Caiting was startled at first, but after seeing who was coming, she showed an expression of disbelief. 

No one else would shock her like this, but this boy was different. 

He shouldn't be in Broken Wind Mountain. 

He was not among the disciples of Tianhua Sword Sect who went to Duanfeng Mountain this time. 

What was even more unexpected to Huang Caiting was that Chen Zhuo, who was only at the upper level of Mingxi Realm a few days ago, was actually already a cultivator at Ningyuan Realm. 

And seeing how he forced Pang Jing into such a state of panic with just one sword strike, could it be that he has already reached the upper level of the Condensation Realm? 

How long has it been? How did he do it? Huang Caiting looked at the boy's back. 

Under the flames that shot up into the sky, the young man standing in front of her, leaving her with only his back, holding a sword and facing the evildoer, looked extremely dazzling. 

Originally, in Huang Caiting's opinion, Chen Zhuo was very good, but because of his special status, he was not worth considering. However, now Chen Zhuo can no longer be described as "very good". 

Three words to describe it. 

This scene touched the most tender part of Huang Caiting's heart. 

Both the righteous and evil sects in Broken Wind Mountain were killing each other. Ling Chufei led the monks of Wuyou Palace to run in the snowy night. Ke Jianyun's usual glory was completely overshadowed by Ling Chufei, the saint. Now that the opportunity was right, she made a move and made many righteous monks remember the young master of Wuyou Palace. 

When encountering evil monks of the same level of cultivation, Ke Jianyun is able to handle the battle with ease and is invincible. 

As a result, Ling Chufei rarely had the opportunity to fight. When she showed off her skills occasionally, she was just using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, and she almost always defeated the opponent in one or two moves. 

"Brother, be careful." 

Ling Chufei glanced at Ke Jianyun, and a middle-level evil cultivator of the Condensation Realm jumped out from the blind spot behind Ke Jianyun and slashed at Ke Jianyun with a sword. 

When her lips moved slightly, the long sword was unsheathed at the same time. 

It was as if a loud phoenix cry could be heard between heaven and earth. 

That is the sound of the sword. 

The sky was covered with snow, and with a flash of sword energy, the head of the evil monk fell. 

In an instant, the sword on her body returned to the scabbard again, without even a drop of blood dripping, as if the sword had never been unsheathed. 

The process from attack to killing is done in one go, like flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye. 

Ke Jianyun felt a chill on his body, and a few drops of hot blood splashed onto his face. 

But now he had no time to care about it, he just stared at that stunning figure in a daze. 

Concubine Ling Chu is extremely beautiful, tall and graceful, with skin as white as snow, and a mysterious and charming body. Few people in the world can resist being moved by her beauty. 

Now, with the might of this sword, she exudes an intoxicating aura, which makes her beauty even more sublime, making people feel ashamed of themselves, but at the same time, they can't help but be fascinated by her. 

Everyone knows that this Princess Yongming is the Saint of Wuyou Palace, and has mastered the Holy Lotus from the goddess Shang Yuqing. However, many people forget that she is also a rare innate sword embryo, and her attainments in swordsmanship are not inferior to Jianzi. She is a swordsmanship genius that both the northern and southern sword sects envy. 

The Zixuan Sword Technique that she practiced also focused on the rotation of sword moves and the continuous sword intent, which was similar to the Saint Lianzhuo, and the two had a high compatibility. 

Although this sword technique itself is a hair's breadth away from the sword techniques of the two great sword sects of the north and south, the true essence generated by the holy lotus in her dantian can activate the sword technique and exert extraordinary lethality. 

Ke Jianyun suddenly remembered Ling Chufei's reputation in the martial arts world. 

Purple Phoenix. 

The Holy Lotus Cleansing and Purple Xuan Sword Techniques she practiced complemented each other, making her true essence different from other cultivators. 

The true essence generated by the Holy Lotus is sacred and auspicious, with a hint of purple, and the Purple Xuan Sword Technique has the same effect. When the true essence blooms, it has a bit of gorgeous purple. 

This is the origin of the word purple. 

She is the Princess Yongming of Jing State, a member of the royal family, and the current Saint of Wuyou Palace, with an equally noble and extraordinary status. 

The male is a phoenix and the female is a huang. 

Such a woman can only be called "huang" to make her look suitable. 

Ke Jianyun couldn't help but murmured with emotion: "She is worthy of being called Purple Phoenix." 

Not knowing what she was thinking, Ling Chufei's beautiful black eyebrows that were as beautiful as distant mountains suddenly knitted slightly. 

The scabbard was empty without any warning. 

A sword appeared in her jade hand. 

The sword body is as white as frost and snow, with light feather patterns on it, and it looks extremely gorgeous. 

However, when the pale purple true energy wrapped around the sword, it seemed to be as heavy as a thousand kilograms, pressing down all the snowflakes in all directions and scattering them. 

Ke Jianyun's heart was immediately shaken. 

There was a loud bang. 

Countless sword lights suddenly exploded beside Ling Chufei, and the wind surged wildly, blowing her skirt into the air. 

As the sword light gradually dimmed and disappeared, a figure slowly appeared not far from Ling Chufei. 

When the Tongxuan realm cultivator from Wuyou Palace saw this figure, his expression changed slightly and he said, "Yin Jiuzhen!" 

Hearing the name Yin Jiuzhen, Ke Jianyun couldn't help but feel nervous. 

Yin Jiuzhen is a man with a great reputation in the martial arts world. He is a disciple of the previous generation of Miaoyin Demon Sect. At the age of 33, he suddenly awakened and broke through the realm of enlightenment. 

Because he is proficient in stealth assassination and is ruthless, making it hard to defend against, he is much more threatening than monks of the same realm. 

Yin Jiuzhen looked at Ling Chufei uncertainly. Although he had heard of the power of Princess Yongming, he still did not expect that he, a lower-level Tongxuan cultivator, would not only fail to take down Ling Chufei, who was at the upper level of Ningyuan, but was even forced to reveal himself by the other party. 

He said sinisterly: "Being able to force out Yin Jiuzhen with his cultivation in the Condensation Realm, Zi Huang is indeed worthy of his reputation." 

Ling Chufei replied calmly: "Thank you..." 

Yin Jiuzhen snorted coldly. 

This strength and determination is truly disturbing. Given time, she may become the second goddess of Wuyou Palace. 

A cold light suddenly flashed in Yin Jiuzhen's eyes, and he moved, and suddenly rushed towards Ling Chufei, with the two short swords in his hands flashing a cold light. 

The Tongxuan realm cultivator of Wuyou Palace sneered and wanted to help the Saint to block such a strong enemy. Although he had great confidence in Ling Chufei's strength, he would never take this risk. 

If Concubine Ling Chu had any mishap here, it would not only be a loss for the Jing Kingdom's royal family, but also ruin the prosperity of the Wuyou Palace for hundreds of years to come. 

Just as he was about to unfold his body, a shocking sword energy suddenly slashed down, stretching for more than ten feet, blocking him. 

Another evil cultivator in the Tongxuan realm. 

"Your opponent is me." 

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The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger, and the cold wind felt like a knife cutting my body. 

Pang Jing stared at the young man not far away for a while, then smiled with interest and said, "It seems that this fellow Taoist from Tianhua Sword Sect wants to be a hero and save the beauty." 

He looked Chen Zhuo up and down, and said with more amusement: "You haven't even grown all your hair yet, but you're trying to be a hero and save a beautiful girl. You're really not afraid of death." 

At first he thought that all the disciples of Tianhua Sword Sect had come, but he found out that only Chen Zhuo, a disciple of the upper level of Condensation Realm, had come. He breathed a sigh of relief. Although he saw that Chen Zhuo's swordsmanship was extraordinary when they first met, he was alone after all. Huang Caiting and the others were already at the end of their strength, and they were waiting for the opportunity. Even if there was one more disciple of Tianhua Sword Sect, it would only cost a little more effort and would not affect the overall situation. 

Huang Caiting had recovered from her surprise and emotion. She could naturally think of what Pang Jing had thought of, and worry appeared in her eyes again. 

Even if the former young master of Tianxuan Palace came, he would only be one person. 

Uncle He is seriously injured, Senior Brother Wang doesn't have much strength left, and the elders and others are unable to help. Can Chen Zhuo really do it alone? 

Chen Zhuo remained calm, looking at Pang Jing and said calmly: "You will know if you try it." 

His figure suddenly disappeared. 

When he appeared again, the sword energy poured out and slashed towards Pang Jing at an unimaginable speed.