The blue and picturesque sky above Moyan Town is covered with yellow coats as before, hazy and drowsy, yellow sand is everywhere, cold wind is raging, and the climate is extremely harsh.

In the cold winter, people should have stayed at the pit at home without leaving the gate. However, the town was very unusual on this day.

On the streets and in the restaurants, there were fierce people everywhere, often holding swords and snatching sticks in their hands, and they were in groups of three or five, and they were rampant. Conflicts suddenly arose, and swords fell from the sword, blood splattered on the spot, and the smoke was in chaos and extremely chaotic.

Many people in Moyan Town may have never seen such a scene, and they have hidden in a corner to discuss secretly, while the indigenous people whose ancestors lived in Moyan Town stayed at home to burn incense and pray, and they knew that another bloody storm was coming. These indigenous people learned from their elders that Moyan Town had experienced such a shaking change several years ago.

That year, there were no Guihai and Bai clans in Moyan Town. It was not until one morning that the ancestors of these indigenous people woke up and found that there were many soldiers wearing armor and helmets on the entire town. Countless limbs and corpses were lying on the streets, and the blood stained the entire land red. God, who had not rained for a long time, suddenly started raining for several days. Until the blood-red streets were washed and covered up all the sins, the sun was released.

In the vast desert outside Moyan Town, looking down at the sky, several long snakes were lying on the ground. Looking closely, there were thousands of people moving quickly. I don’t know whether it was the yellow sand that was confused or the sun above my head was too dazzling. Those people seemed to be walking on yellow clouds under their feet, and they seemed to be moving towards the same destination.

Suddenly, the yellow sand around them seemed to explode, bringing sand pillars one by one. Men in silver armor rose into the sky holding a Luoshui pine-patterned sword. The people who were originally moving stopped and called out the magic weapons on their bodies, waiting for the battle.

"Who dares to stop me from Guihai Qingxiao Guard?" someone asked in the crowd.

The silver armored soldier who was stepping on the soaring sand pillar looked vigilantly at the crowd below, and one of them responded: "Tiance Yuwei is doing business here, please take a detour to the Qingxiaowei brothers."

The man in Qingxiao Guard waved the three-foot Qingfeng Fire Cloud Sword in his hand, pointed to the silver armored soldier in the air and cursed: "Bastard, when will this desert become the territory of your Baifu family? Give it quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Your Excellency is the commander of the Qingxiao Guard of Guihai Mansion, Guihai Battle?"

Guihai Zhan started the Qingfeng Fire Cloud Sword in his hand and asked to the silver armored soldier: "It's right here, who are you?"

"I'm the deputy commander of Tiance Yuwei, Bai Luo," Bai Luo said with a fist.

"It turned out to be the Star-Zhe Shirara, I'll be lucky."

"The Battle of Guihai, the Bai family and the Guihai family have a relationship for hundreds of years. In Moyan Town for more than a hundred years, they have always had good friends. Your eldest son Guihai Yice and my three sons have deep brotherly feelings. Today, my Bai family is doing business. I hope to think about the relationship here and take a detour." Bai Luo said.

Guihai Zhan laughed loudly, "Bai Luo, we went to the Crescent Lake to handle private affairs under the order of the eldest son. If you, Bai Luo, still remember the relationship between the two families, please make way."

"I bear heavy responsibilities and will not obey my duty unless I receive the order of the third young master to detour. Brother Guihai will be very grateful. Don't lose the friendship between the two families for hundreds of years because of their momentary intention."

The news of the moonlight spiritual liquid coming out of the Crescent Lake spread in the town, which is already well known. All the elders in the Guihai clan were alarmed, and Guihai Zhan was directly ordered to seize the Crescent Lake. At this moment, Bai Luo was still pretending to be hypocritical, and he was too lazy to swear.

"Hmph, Bai Luo, why should you pretend to behave? Everyone knows what happened in the Crescent Lake. You and I have orders. If you don't give in, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Today I am admonishing you to speak kindly. Brother Guihai insists on destroying the friendship between the two families. Then I will not waste my mouth and tongue. Let's see the truth under my hands." Bai Luo shouted loudly, and the Luoshui pine-patterned sword in his hand slashed towards the ground. A sword energy rushed to the ground quickly. In the blink of an eye, a gully appeared on the ground, clearly distinguishing it.

"Brothers, whoever dares to cross this line, please greet me and let them come in and go out horizontally."

"Yes!" The silver armored soldier standing on the sand pillar waved the sword in his hand, the silver light shone dazzlingly and chilled.

Gui Hai Zhan was shocked when he saw Bai Luo using such a method. He did not expect that Bai Luo's cultivation had reached this level, and he actually split the yellow sand with one sword. The sword energy condensed without dispersing to block the yellow sand on both sides from sliding down.

"Brothers, do it for me!" Gui Haizhan shouted loudly and rushed towards Bai Luo first. The Qingfeng Fire Cloud Sword in his hand was swallowed and spit out the true energy, like a raging fire.

Guihai Zhan took advantage of the momentum of flying into the air and slashed towards Bai Luo with his sword in his hands. A red fire blade quickly attacked Bai Luo.

Seeing the body retreating, Bai Luo split the sand pillar into two pieces and fell to the ground. Bai Luo pinched his fingers and slashed in the air with a sword towards Guihai Zhan flying towards him. He saw a layer of thick true energy wrapped in the Luoshui pine-patterned sword, forming a giant sword in the air to face Guihai Zhan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Guihai Zhan quickly flashed, then mobilized all his true energy to inject into the knife, and picked several swords into the air, and fire blades were used to face the giant swords that Bai Luo were slashed. Guihai Zhan took advantage of the situation and rushed towards Bai Luo, stretched out his hand and blew it into the sky, shouting: "Come on your life!"

A fire blade shattered the giant sword, and the palm of Guihai Zhan rushed directly to Bai Luo. Bai Luo chuckled, "Let you see my Luoshui sword technique."

As he said that, he flew back without being straight, muttering something in his mouth, suddenly holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, suddenly thinking about inserting it below, and then sliding to the right side. The spiritual energy in all directions quickly gathered down, and a waterfall fell from the sky, making a loud noise.

Gui Hai Zhan looked up and saw the waterfall that was flowing downwards attacking his face with huge pressure, as if a hole had been torn open above, and boundless spiritual power gushed out from it. Gui Hai Zhan only felt his whole body was imprisoned.

"Step the waves!"

Just as the war of Reihai responded, Bai Luo hung upside down and walked on the waves. The long sword in his hand continued to slash towards the one below, attacking Bai Luo like a giant snake.

Guihai Zhan swung his sword toward the waterfall. A hot air wave turned into a giant blade to cut the waterfall into a gap. He quickly faced Bai Luo. The green-front fire cloud blade in his hand suddenly split into two. A red scimitar quickly hovered above, bringing up whirlwinds. The flame tongue spurted out from the scimitar, forming fire whirlwinds one by one flew towards Bai Luo. The fire whirlwinds removed the power of the sword waves, and gradually gathered under the control of the Qingfeng sword in Guihai Zhan's hand to form a hurricane with a flame flame.

Seeing this, Bai Luo was shocked and randomly borrowed strange fingerprints from his hands. He heard the Luoshui pine-patterned sword making a crisp sound. As Bai Luo rotated quickly, he rushed towards Guihai Zhan. A dragon opened his bloody mouth, as if he wanted to swallow the hurricane and Guihai Zhan into his belly.

With a loud "bang!", Bai Luo and Gui Hai Zhan both flew backwards. Bai Luo's silver armor shattered, and a scimitar was directly inserted into his left chest. The wounds cut by the hurricane were gushing out, and blood was flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

At this time, Gui Hai Zhan, not far away, was also uncomfortable. His hair was messy, his sword wounds were rolling up, revealing his bones. He had difficulty getting up, and suddenly his blood rushed. With a "pop", he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again.

The two of them moved their internal organs and seemed unable to fight again. The white feathers and Qingxiaowei were still fighting in a melee, with swords flying in the air, corpses spread across the sky, and blood was constantly soaking in the yellow sand, with an extremely strong bloody smell.

At this moment, another group of people was coming quickly not far away. Bai Luo thought it was not good when he saw something. Damn, these casual cultivators usually saw a cat like a mouse when they saw the Tiance Yuwei. Now they were all aggressive, and it was obvious that they wanted to take advantage of the situation to rob. Yuehua Spirit Liquid was really a hot potato.
Chapter completed!