Chapter 395: Apocalyptic night

Outside Xueyue City.
Wushuang left alone with the sword box in his hand. The angry sword fairy Yan Zhantian looked at his background and said quietly: "Chong'er also asked me to give the Wushuang brother one last gift."
Wushuang waved his hand without looking back.
"This kid has an appetite for me." Yan Zhantian smiled, and suddenly raised his sword and jumped up, but he went to the five Wushuang City elders.
"This gift counts me as Xueyue City." Sikong Changfeng jumped up at the same time, and his spear jerked off.
Peerless Sword Immortal and the only gun immortal in the world joined forces, and the five Wushuang City elders couldn't resist at all. They were beaten with one sword and one shot and fell back on their knees. Yan Zhantian put the broken army sword into the sheath, with a point to his toe, and swept it away. Sikong Changfeng put away his spear, returned to his place, and said to Lu Yudi: "We Xueyue City never intended to be No. 1 in the world. If you Wushuang City want to take this title away, please wait anytime, just don't always Thinking of taking advantage of the danger. Wushuang is a good city lord and assists him well."
"Thank you, City Master Sikong, then we will leave first." Lu Yudi was scared into a cold sweat, and he was ready to leave after helping Song Yan back.
"Wait a minute, City Lord Song, do you have something to say?" Sikong Changfeng smiled.
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "This time, I just want to see the fairy."
"What then?" Sikong Changfeng looked at Yin Luoxia, but only saw her expression indifferently.
"Sorry for the last sentence." Song Yan turned her head back.
"I'm sorry, I don't have to say it." Yin Luoxia stepped forward and took out a medicine bottle from her arms and put it in Song Yanhui's hands. "We have known each other for so many years, and there are some things without results, although regrettable. But the world With so many things, there will always be regrets."
"Fairy." Song Yan replied and stopped.
"I said that I didn't see each other a few times before, but I still see it again. After this time, I really don't want to see each other again." Yin Luoxia turned her head.
"Before you ran to see him, he didn't see you. Now he rushed to see you, and you said that you don't have to see you in this life. Does it have to be like this?" Sikong Changfeng sighed lightly while holding his spear.
Yin Luoxia smiled: "Some things, to give up is to give up. If I want to pick it up again, I don't have the courage."
"Master." Luo Mingxuan whispered.
"Don't talk!" Yin Luoxia reached out and slapped his head with a slap, "Can you still walk?"
"I can't walk anymore, can you carry me, Master?" Luo Mingxuan smiled.
"Chen Renshen, carry him up." Yin Luoxia swept away her long sleeves and rolled up the scattered swords.
"Good!" Chen Renshen lifted Luo Mingxuan.
"Go, go and heal him." Yin Luoxia walked straight towards Xueyue City.
Sikong Changfeng shrugged and sighed back to Song Yan: "City Lord, this is the character of the fairy. It will be better after a while."
"I understand her. Perhaps today, this is really the last time I saw each other." Song Yan hugged her fists back, "City Lord Sikong, I'm sorry about this time."
"City Lord Song, please." Sikong Changfeng inserted his spear into the soil.
The Xueyuecheng disciples in white clothes holding swords also retreated.
Lu Yudi turned around and shouted: "Back to the city!"
This battle, known as the biggest battle between the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition, came to an end. This time Wushuang City united a total of sixteen arena sects, and the battle was extremely grand. In Xueyue City, in addition to more than a thousand disciples in the city, Lei Jiapu, Tang Sect, and Wen's family all sent people to help out, smashing the rumor that the Xueyue City Alliance was broken. But neither the taciturn Tang Ze nor the talkative Lei Jingbu said a word to the other party. In addition, it is worth mentioning that many young disciples in the Wushuang City Alliance family were studying in Xueyue City this time, but this time they stood on the opposite side of the family and defended the glory of Xueyue City to the death.
At the beginning of this day, the people of the rivers and lakes began to re-examine the number one of the rivers and lakes of Xueyue City and what is the number one.
But in the past few days when the rivers and lakes are thunderous, Apocalypse City is extremely quiet. No matter which side, there was not much movement.
"Minghou, you have spent a lot of time in Apocalypse City, do you remember anything?"
In a dilapidated temple, Minghou and Wuchan are sitting there to rest, their faces are not very good.
"Can't remember. It seems a bit impression, but it's very vague?" Minghou frowned, "How about you?"
"I asked for a day, and I said I have never seen such a monk." Wu Chan shook his head, "If it weren't for Junior Brother, there would be something unexpected. You said, Junior Brother Wuxin and Miss Yueji are in the same hands?"
"Perhaps just ask someone to know." Ming Hou put the giant knife like a door against his shoulder.
"Perhaps." Wu Chan glanced into the corner.
"Wuxin?" Ye Ruoyi was stunned.
But before he had time to think about it, Ming Hou had already rushed to the front with the giant knife in his hand and swiped it down without hesitation.
"Nairo." Ye Ruoyi whispered, his figure suddenly disappeared in place and appeared at the gate of the temple.
"Clanking Sorcery." Wu Chan stretched out his hand to take off the Buddhist beads on his neck, and threw it towards Ye Ruoyi.
Ye Ruoyi panted lightly, and was about to turn around to escape, but saw a silver light flashing behind her, a long spear passed through her, directly facing the string of Buddhist beads, and slammed it back.
Wuchan caught the Buddha beads, and the strength of the momentum forced him to take three steps back. He stopped and said solemnly, "Master."
But this master is just a young girl. She put away her spear and said to Ye Ruoyi: "Sister Ye is all right, who are they?"
"It's okay. I met them at the city gate and felt a little suspicious. The one with the knife seemed to be the famous killer Minghou on the rivers and lakes. This monk..." Ye Ruoyi frowned slightly.
"Poor monk without Zen comes from Hanshan Temple." Wuzen put his hands together and said respectfully.
"Hanshan Temple? What is your relationship with Monk Wuxin?" Sikong Qianluo asked.
"Wuxin is a poor monk's junior, the girl knows him?" Wu Chan looked happy.
"Be careful of fraud." Minghou said solemnly.
"I'm still afraid of your fraud." Sikong Qianluo raised an eyebrow, "Who knows that you didn't know that we were looking for him, and deliberately lied to us?"
"Dare to ask the girl's name?" Wu Chan asked.
"My name is Sikong Qianluo, the daughter of Sikong Changfeng in Xueyue City." Sikong Qianluo flicked his spear, "How?"
"Hello, Master Wuzen, I'm Ye Ruoyi, Master Wuxin used to save my life." Ye Ruoyi nodded and said, "It's just that a lot of things have happened in Apocalypse recently. I need to confirm something."
"Well, I don't know Xiao Se, can the two brothers Lei Wujie be in Tianqi?"