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It was a quiet night, and the moon in the sky was like a pale ice, and the bright moonlight gave off a cold aura.

The majestic palaces stood in the distance. There were only a few lanterns swaying in the wind. They seemed to be dancing like fairies, appearing solemn and solemn.

From the foot of the steps leading to the palace, the sound of clashing of swords could be heard. A tall man holding a sharp sword walked with his back to the light, and walked resolutely towards the tightly shut vermillion door. Those who blocked his way, all fell under his sword in an instant.

At that moment, the originally silver blade was already covered with deep red blood. The blood dripped off the sword and dyed the road they came from red.

The cultivators wearing plain robes all backed away and no longer dared to stop them.

The man waved his sword and a blue crescent-shaped sword qi cut the thick door into two.

Under the moonlight, the words on the signboard on the door were clearly visible.

"Eastern Qi Lin Palace!"

Outside the hall, two middle-aged men in long robes stood on the stone steps. Beside him was a charming woman holding onto a young lady, while the cultivators of Eastern Qi Lin Palace surrounded the man.

The man obviously didn't put them in his eyes. His deep eyes stared straight at the middle-aged man on the stone steps. His killing intent was like a tiger hunting in the dark when it suddenly burst forth.

"Nie Xinghe, how dare you! How dare you cause trouble at my Eastern Qi Lin Palace!"

The one who spoke was the middle-aged man standing to the left. Although he was only middle-aged, his hair was already completely white. If it wasn't for his sharp and lively eyes, people would think that he was an old man in his twilight years.

He was Eastern Qi Lin Palace's Sect Leader, An Mingshan. The person standing next to him had his hands behind his back, and was looking down at Nie Xinghe with eyes full of disdain. He was Eastern Qi Lin Palace's Vice Sect Leader, An Mingsen.

Nie Xinghe's expression did not change at all. He looked like a quiet and beautiful sculpture, and said coldly: "Either release Mu Xue, or I will flatten your Eastern Qi Lin Palace."

An Mingsen snorted, "Relying on you? What a joke! Nie Xinghe, I advise you to put down the sword in your hand, hand over the black ring and obediently surrender, otherwise, your tender disciple will suffer.

After he finished speaking, Qin Shang pulled out the sword and placed it on Leng Muxue's neck. On her fair neck, there was an additional shallow line of blood.

However, Nie Xinghe knew that An Mingshan had secretly cultivated the phasic aversion, and the thing he truly wanted was to absorb his Twelve-Layered Meridian and Primordial Beast, the Feathered Serpent God. At that time, An Mingshan's realm would reach the Spirit Transformation Stage, and no one would be able to stop him.

Nie Xinghe did his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and the strength in his grip on the sword increased even more.

In that moment, Leng Muxue's body suddenly leaned forward, and slashed forcefully on the shiny blade edge with her neck. Dark red blood gushed out, staining Leng Muxue's white clothes red.

Qin Shang was shocked, his arm suddenly felt warm, it was Leng Muxue's blood.

Before Qin Shang could react, he was already sent flying by Nie Xinghe's palm attack.

Qin Shang spat out a mouthful of blood, almost losing his life.

Leng Muxue raised her blood-covered hand and caressed Nie Xinghe's face, leaving a red palm print on his flawless face.

Leng Muxue smiled and said softly: "Master, I'm sorry. I seem to have disappointed you again."

Leng Muxue closed her eyes as her slender hands helplessly drooped down. A teardrop flowed down from the corner of her eyes.

After an unknown period of time, Nie Xinghe once again felt that heart-wrenching pain.

He no longer had the memories of his childhood, he grew up in the Immortal pavilion, and when he grew up, he walked the world alone, and because of a moment of compassion, he saved Leng Muxue from the sea of flames.

Nie Xinghe had thought that Leng Muxue was only his disciple, and was no different from those who would eventually leave him. However, his heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife, and the pain made him unable to breathe.

It was because she had accompanied him for decades, because she had never left him, because it was the dusk. She would always stand by his side and watch the world change.

"I want your Eastern Qi Lin Palace to die with her!"

The stone tiles under Nie Xinghe's feet shattered, causing a gust of wind and sand to swirl around him.

An Mingshan was shocked. Nie Xinghe's realm was already close to breaking through the air and reaching the sky.

An Mingshan's eyes became greedy.

"Even if you are at the late stage of the Void Splitting Stage, you will still not be able to defeat the two of us!"

An Mingsen also started to condense his Qi.

For a time, thunder and lightning flashed, and a storm raged. This was the battle between the Void Splitter cultivators. The cultivators below the stone steps were afraid of being affected, so they all fled.

"You want to leave?"

Nie Xinghe threw the sword into the sky, and the nine meridians in his body were activated. The sword floated in the air, and the sword blade was directed at the fleeing crowd, and with a point of his finger, a purple formation appeared in the night sky.

The speeding light sword was suddenly frozen by the cold air and turned into glittering specks of dust.

opened up his palm, forming a purple colored barrier in front of him. With a swing of his hand, he threw the fire tongue to the side.

The one who attacked just now was An Mingshan, with ice in his left hand and fire in his right.

"It's been a long time. I didn't expect brother to be able to cultivate both fire and ice. He's really amazing." "It seems like I have to use some of my skills."

An Mingsen spat out a red blade from his mouth.

It was An Mingshan's turn to be shocked, "It's actually the Cold Blood Blade?"

An Mingsen shook his head and said: "Big brother, you are flattering me too much. How can I use the Ancient God Slaughtering Equipment? This is only a high imitated Cold Blood Blade, although it is high imitated, but it is more than enough to kill a cultivator in the late stage of the Sky Cracking stage. "

An Mingsen bellowed, and the Cold Blood Blade flew straight towards Nie Xinghe. Nie Xinghe used his Qi to control the sword, the purple light enveloping the sword body, and turned it into a gigantic light sword.

The Cold Blood Blade and the Light Sword clashed, a huge impact spreading out in all directions. A huge hole appeared on the Eastern Qi Lin Palace, it was surrounded by dust.

An Mingsen was also clenching his teeth. If he was at the same level, the Cold Blood Blade would never have lost, there was a small crack on the red blade's body.

"Nie Xinghe's realm is higher than ours, so only if we join hands will we have a chance. If we all attack one by one, we will undoubtedly be defeated one by one."

After receiving Nie Xinghe's palm strike, Qin Shang also went up to battle. Nie Xinghe almost forgot, Qin Shang was also a cultivator at the early stage of the spatial rift.

An Mingshan and An Mingsen nodded at the same time, and then moved to Nie Xinghe's left and right side.

"Ice Flame Fist!"

"Frigid Blood Knife!"

If An Mingshan wanted to capture Nie Xinghe alive, he could only give up.