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Meow Dabao screamed and shouted: "I want to stop me Meow Dabao? You guys sit firmly, I will take you to rush over in one breath!"

Fatty Du suddenly became timid: "Don't! Brother Miao, you are the boss! You are the most awesome! It's better not to break through this killing formation. Let Wu Jue find a way!"

"Damn it, fat man, can't you tell me that Master Mao was carrying you and I was tired and wanted to go down early?" said Meow Dabao.

Jiang Wujue observed for a while and said, "This killing formation is quite interesting. It actually has two array eyes, and the array eyes are all in mid-air. It seems that Wolong Pavilion is well prepared."

"The Wolong Pavilion is so well prepared, which shows that there must be more than a line of defense outside the tea house. After breaking the killing formation, don't take it lightly!" Zhuang Xiaoya analyzed.

Yan Ning nodded and looked at Jiang Wujue: "Wu Jue, we divide our troops into two groups. Let's break this killing formation first!"

"OK! Your array eye is in the southeast direction. The wild goose hovering in the air. As long as you kill it, the array eye will be finished!"

Jiang Wujue pointed a direction to Miao Dabao again. Miao Dabao flapped his wings and flew towards their target quickly.

...

In the tea house.

Zhang Daofeng and Zhuge Haoyue sat in the upper seat in the conference hall, while Yihu and others stood under the hall.

"Calculate the time, Yan Ning should be coming." Zhuge Haoyue rotated the jade ring in her hand.

Yihu said coldly: "Zhuge Haoyue, you are a decent person at least. Don't you feel ashamed to take a child as a hostage?"

"Shame?" Zhuge Haoyue smiled disdainfully, "You are young and don't know how terrible the demon is. At that time, thousands of disciples from Maoshan died at the hands of the witch's parents. If those thousands of souls knew that you, Yihu, treated the daughter of the demon couple as their own sister a hundred years later, you would probably be so angry that you crawled out of the coffin?"

"Zhuge Haoyue, it's not your turn to make trouble for us Maoshan!" Zhang Rui couldn't stand the first one who was angry. He carried a chair and rushed towards Zhuge Haoyue.

Zhuge Haoyue was not afraid at all, and looked at Zhang Daofeng with a smile. Zhang Daofeng sighed and stood up to stop Zhang Rui: "Boss Yihu, our meaning is very clear. We have no intention of making things difficult for the disciples of Maoshan, and we don't want to kill people. We just want to see Yan Ning and let him give us a clear explanation."

Huang Yuyan sneered: "Explanation? Are you sure you are not angry with Yan Ning when you regard Jiayun as a hostage? Great Master, I am bluntly speaking, even if this misunderstanding is resolved, Yan Ning will no longer trust you like in the past. Taking a child as a hostage is not the demeanor of the Taoist priest in Nanfeng!"

Outside the meeting hall, Hu Daoming sighed: "Kongyu, Nanfeng was really confused this time. He didn't even listen to our words, but instead listened to Zhuge Haoyue's words."

"Nan Feng is away from the half-immortal realm, and there is still a love barrier. Murong Yu is dead. Nan Feng may not be able to overcome the love barrier in his life." Monk Kongyu shook his head, closed his hands together, and silently recited the scriptures in his mouth.

Behind Yihu, there is a girl in a leather jacket. This woman looks pretty and has a sense of righteousness between her eyebrows. She is Zhang Ruoxuan, a former disciple of Longhu Mountain outside.

After getting to know Yan Ning, Zhang Ruoxuan resigned from his military position and came to the tea shop to learn skills. Yihu personally selected the martial arts techniques for her. Although she had not practiced for a long time, she had already achieved a little success.

She stood up and said, "A hundred years of chaos is also a time for the country to be in danger. At that time, you decent people are all eliminating dissidents and ignoring the national security. What are resisting foreign enemies are the millions of warriors in China, and there are also fearless existences like Chu Cichan. Now Chu Cichan is dead, and enemies from all sides are eyeing each other, and you repeat the same mistakes and start a civil war. If the great master continues like this, I am afraid that a hundred years of chaos will happen again!"

Yihu nodded, revealing his yellow teeth: "Two, look, even a girl knows more truth than you! No matter whether Yan Ning comes or not, our Maoshan and your Longhu Mountain and the Liangzi of Wolong Pavilion have been established. If you dare to move and add a hair today, even if I, Yihu, will kill all your disciples of Wolong Pavilion in Longhu Mountain!"

Zhuge Haoyue's face turned cold: "Yihu, are you officially declaring war with us?"

"If you release the extra luck, otherwise everything we do will be forced by you, just like you forced Xiaoya's parents to a dead end a hundred years ago!" He Xi shouted.

"Okay! OK! OK!" Zhuge Haoyue's face turned red with anger. He didn't look like a gentle man in the past. He carried the beheading knife beside him and walked out the gate: "The demons are still the demons of the past. They are bloodthirsty and cruel, and they are born executioners! The demons are still the demons of the past. Maoshan is no longer the Maoshan of the past! The stubborn people are you, I am just practicing the way for the heavens, and you should bear all the consequences!"

Yihu and others stood up in unison, glared at Zhuge Haoyue, ready to attack Zhuge Haoyue at any time.

Zhang Daofeng was still sitting on the chair, just frowned slightly, and could not tell his true position.

boom!!

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky, and the entire Jianzhou tea house was trembling with a trembling sound!

Zhuge Haoyue's face changed and she immediately rushed out of the conference hall, looked at the sky and shouted: "Who is it?!"

Yan Ning's voice fell from the sky: "Zhuge Haoyue, I remember that you and I met each other in the past. I can leave my disciple immediately and evacuate the tea shop. Otherwise... don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Yihu and others heard Yan Ning's voice, and their originally tense face instantly relaxed. Zhang Ruoxun looked at the sky and murmured: "General Yan is back?"

Su Yan smiled and said, "It's him, he's back!"

"Third Master! Third Master!" Huang Long shouted to the sky, "Third Master is back!"

boom!!

A loud noise came from the sky again, as if a mirror in the air was shattered. The sky actually cracked, and the energy of the formation turned into pieces, turning into nothingness during the fall.

The Maoshan disciples in the entire teahouse heard the sound and walked out of the villa one after another. They looked up at the sky. They were familiar shadows, small and tall, three men and one woman, one white tiger, and a black flying sword.

Excitement, excitement, pride... The complex emotions are reflected in the faces of every Maoshan disciple. Looking at Yan Ning in the sky, their eyes are ignited at the same time!

They have never been abandoned, and Yan Ning will fight against the whole world for them!

Yan Ning stood proudly on the flying sword, looked down at Zhuge Haoyue and said, "Let them go, otherwise... I, Yan Ning, and you will never end!"

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