Sword Of Shooting Star And Bright Moon/C229 Twelve Immortals of White Cloud Dead
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C229 Twelve Immortals of White Cloud Dead

The sword in Ye Xiaotian's hand shook, and he immediately flew towards the elder.

Three of them moved at this moment. He chased in another direction with the same goal as Ye Xiaotian, and wanted to leave one or two people behind.

Although Ye Xiaotian didn't catch up to the older man immediately, the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer. The light of the fire dispersed the darkness and exposed the man's whereabouts to Ye Xiaotian.

The man's forward movement suddenly paused. He turned around and shot out three iron balls. The three iron balls shot towards Ye Xiaotian's face.

Ye Xiaotian naturally did not expect such an accident to happen. It was naturally too late to dodge, but his body had already reacted.

With a slash of his sword, three iron balls were split in half from the middle. Who knew that these iron balls were actually hollow? They were filled with lime powder. After Ye Xiaotian's sword attack, the lime powder immediately exploded. Ye Xiaotian immediately covered his face with his sleeve to prevent the lime powder from confusing his eyes.

When the lime powder was blown away by the wind, The older person was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Xiaotian returned with nothing, but there was one more person in San's hand. It was just that this person no longer had any chance of survival.

The black blood at the corner of his mouth showed the cause of his death. San also said at this moment, "It's a poison that has been prepared for suicide. "

"It seems like everything is over. " Ye Xiaotian looked at the corpses on the ground and could not help but sigh.

"I'm afraid it won't end like this. " The three figures disappeared into the darkness. Their voices drifted into Ye Xiaotian's ears.

The death of the twelve immortals, the escape, and the people who were suffocating from the pressure of death finally discovered the tragic scene around them. They wailed in pain. Their loved ones had all turned into cold corpses. Ye Xiaotian had already experienced this kind of pain.

However, since they had survived, their lives had to continue.

Ye Xiaotian didn't stay for too long. The thatched hut that he was hiding in had been burned to ashes. The grief in this place wasn't something that he could resolve. He followed the direction where the three of them had left and disappeared into the night.

In the hall of Baiyun Manor, the older man was kneeling on the ground while breathing heavily. There were two other people beside him. Both of them had pale faces and were in a sorry state.

"Young master, I didn't expect Ye Xiaotian to be hiding in that alley. He still had a helper, and that person's skill was definitely not any weaker than his. Those two killed six of our brothers while we were separated. We are no match for them. Right now, only the three of us managed to escape with great difficulty. " The older man spoke with a sorrowful expression.

Bai Murong's expression didn't look good. He raised his head to look at the three of them and said coldly: "It seems like you are really old. What can you use to protect the Baiyun Manor? What can you use to defend the dignity of the Baiyun Manor? All of you shall end your own lives. "

There was no emotion in Bai Murong's words, but it was his words that made the three of them tremble.

"This subordinate deserved to die for not being able to do anything. Besides, my subordinate is already old and his death is not to be regretted. It's just that the two of them are still young. I hope the young master will spare their lives. " The older person forcefully kowtowed his head. He really could not bear to see his two younger brothers die just like that.

"Hmph, only two of the Twelve Immortals are still called the Twelve Immortals! Why don't we just let this legend disappear forever?" Bai Murong's tone was cold, and the temperature in the hall dropped significantly.

"This subordinate implores Young Master to give the two of them a chance to atone for their crimes. Young Master, our brothers have followed you for so long, and even if they have not contributed, they still have to work hard. Young Master, please let us off!" The slightly older person once again kowtowed heavily, blood immediately seeping out from his forehead.

The two people beside him could not bear it anymore. They wanted to pull the older man, but they were pressed down by the man.

"Hmph, trash like you can have as many as you want. If you don't even have the courage to commit suicide for the Baiyun Manor, then let me personally understand you!"

Bai Murong's sword was placed on the table. His entire body was like a drawn bow. The moment he left the chair, his sword was pulled out. This sword strike was enough to match Ye Xiaotian's sword. Only slightly older people could react. The remaining two had not even pulled out their weapons yet.

As Bai Murong drew his sword, blood splashed onto the older man's face. He could only protect one person. The other man fell into a pool of blood with grief and indignation.

"Looks like your skills are still passable. I'll give you a chance to live. Kill him and I'll spare your life. " Bai Murong shook the sword in his hand, causing the blood on the sword to fall.

The older man didn't say anything. He only protected the other man behind him. As he slowly retreated, he spoke in a low voice. "I'll stop him, run away. "

"Don't even think about leaving!" Bai Murong's eyes widened, and the sword in his hand struck again. Without a shadow, the sword arrived in an instant, and went straight for the older man.

The man wanted to block it, but he didn't expect that he would be a step too late. The sword had already touched his clothes.

He was prepared to face death, but in the next second, he was sent flying. The young man who was protected by him was already standing in his position. The sword pierced through his chest, and with a dripping sound, blood dripped along the tip of the sword onto the ground.

"Big brother, you must live. " The young man turned around and looked at the older man. He said with a smile, but with every word he said, blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

"No, Xiao Wu. " The older man shouted loudly, and tears could not help but flow out of his eyes.

At this moment, he thought back to a long time ago when the twelve of them had followed the previous master and conquered the other sects with their absolute power. At that time, they were able to shake the heavens and earth and shake the world. They were extremely proud of themselves.

Now, he wanted to see his best brother die in front of him. How painful was that!

Bai Murong drew his sword, and that man immediately fell to the ground.

"Do you still need me to fight?" Bai Murong looked at the older man and said coldly.

The older man was completely disheartened. There was no color in his eyes.

Bai Murong saw that he didn't say anything and walked into him step by step. He raised the sword in his hand again and prepared to take the man's life.

The man suddenly raised his head, looked at the void, and said with a dull expression. "Baiyun Manor is no longer the Baiyun Manor of the past. Bright Moon Tavern and Baiyun Manor are just chess pieces of others. "

Bai Murong's expression turned serious and he shouted coldly, "What do you know!?"

The man didn't say anything. Black blood was left at the corner of his mouth. In the end, he decided to leave with his brothers.

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