The moment Yan Lan and the others disappeared, the strong light emitted by the teleportation spirit rune diverted everyone's attention.

"Ah, the miscellaneous pieces of Tiangangmen have escaped!"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple. The nest of Tiangangmen is in Wuyuan Mountain, and this revenge must be returned. ”

"Damn, this time it's really unlucky, I didn't catch any fart, and a few of my brothers died, and I was hurt a lot. ”

"That's it, go back to the sect to recuperate and take revenge, and then slowly deal with Tiangangmen later. The dog is forced to be anxious, it will bite people like crazy, Tiangangmen is more than 20,000 miles away, and it is unwise for us to rush to take revenge now. ”

"Grandma's, what's the matter, I killed two junior brothers, where did their storage rings go?"

"Hey, it's strange, all the people who disappeared, as well as most of the people who were in a coma with multiple injuries, the storage ring is actually gone!"

“......”

Everyone didn't catch the fairy fetus, and they wanted to loot the things of the dead people, but they all disappeared, and immediately cursed, shook their heads and sighed, and were indignant. However, no matter how fierce the scolding was, it didn't help, so I had to unwillingly vent my emotions for a while, and then left in twos and threes.

Nie You's puppet is still fighting against Xuanzong.

The puppet had Yan Lan's spiritual sense, so Yan Lan asked the puppet to drag Xuanzong Hun Tianling to move here, so that they would not also run to Tiangangmen to join in the fun. If that is the case, the pressure on Tiangangmen will be unimaginable.

On the main peak of Tiangang, all kinds of brilliance seemed to be violently stirred, and the spiritual energy was chaotic and soaring, and the fierce battle was extremely fierce.

Qing Ye held a sword and fought with the Xuan Python in the infancy of the Eight Yan Yuan, and the unrivaled sword unleashed a fierce attack. It didn't fall behind at all.

"Qingye, I didn't expect you to be the strongest monk in Tiangang Sect, and the old man likes it very much. But it's a pity. With your strength alone, you will definitely not be able to keep Tiangangmen, I think you can hold on for how long?"

Xuan Python said coldly, above the Xuan Staff, the black qi of the Dao was surging, which made people shudder.

Qingye's expression was cold and solemn, and he didn't speak. The sword momentum of the long sword in his hand is extremely chic, the sword is strong and powerful.

Every sword. It is all a fusion of the magnificent will of the swordsman, revealing the momentum of looking down on the opponent.

The more the two fought, the more fierce the battle became, and the Xuan Python couldn't fight for a long time, and his face became more and more cold. Kiyoha's strength exceeded his estimates. He brought such a huge force. came to exterminate Tiangangmen, if he couldn't attack it for a long time, the other elders of Xuanzong didn't know what to laugh at him.

Qing Ye's expression also became more and more solemn, several elders under him died, more than ten elders were dyed red, and dozens of disciples were suppressed to the death. The number of casualties is bound to be even greater.

After all, the people of Xuanzong who came to kill him. Most of them cherish their lives, plus their strength has the upper hand, and they will not be stupid enough to play with the people of Tiangangmen.

"The sword moves the mountains and the sea. ”

Qingye drank violently, and suddenly, eight magnificent nine-zhang sword pillars suddenly spread out, surrounding the Xuan Python.

The eight sword pillars shone brightly, and within the sword cage formed, every inch of space produced a violent explosion.

Suddenly, the entire sword cage was like a purgatory on earth, filled with the aura of destruction.

"Poof!"

After the explosion, the python spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was filled with ash, and the whole person became more and more evil.

"Such a strong Tiangang master, fortunately you only condense eight swords, if you condense nine swords, I will definitely die. If you want to kill me, it's not that easy. Die, kendo genius!"

The Xuan Python laughed evilly, and the Xuan Scepter in his hand immediately turned into a black python, opened its bloody mouth, and went straight towards Qingye to devour.

Qing Ye was slightly startled, feeling that there was a trace of ancient beast breath hidden in the mouth of this black python, and his soul trembled in shock.

"Boom!"

Qingye resisted with the sword, and the sword gang touched the black python for a moment, and a powerful explosion erupted. He only felt a majestic force, which suddenly hit his body, and his soul seemed to be bitten by a giant python, his body was unstable, and he fell towards Tiangang Square at great speed.

"Bang!"

With his strong will, Qingye instantly controlled his body when he landed, but the huge force could not be removed, he fell heavily to the ground, his body was still upright, and under his feet, the square cracked, and the cracks spread dozens of feet, and he was bottomless, which showed the strength of that huge force.

Xuan Python's body shook slightly, his face was a little pale, he wiped the blood from his mouth, obviously under the power of the sword to move the mountains and seas, he was not injured a lot.

When he saw Qingye land intact, his expression was slightly surprised: "Qingye, the old man has to admire your attainments in swordsmanship, and the strongest blow from my Xuan Python Ancient Staff, even the old guy in the infancy of Jiuyan Yuan may not be as intact as you." It's a pity that not everyone in Tiangangmen has the strength you have. Look at how tragic your disciple died, hahaha, give up resistance, the old man respects you as a tough guy, and will abolish your cultivation and leave you alive. ”

Qing Ye was not provoked by the language of the Xuan Python, and his eyes were still so deep that he could not see the bottom, for a long time, he sighed slightly, and all around, everyone in the same door was already in danger.

Thousands of zhang away, Qingshu fought with a second Ding Xuanzun, her cultivation was weaker than the other party, and she only relied on Tiangang's mastery to support her.

In the sky above Baizhang, the elders of the Tiangang Sect squandered their spiritual power desperately, trying their best to protect the disciples of the Tiangang Sect below. Those disciples are the future of the Tiangang Sect, and they are related to the strength of the sect.

Although the elders fought to the death, there were still elders who fell from time to time, and their lives and deaths were unknown. They have cultivated in Tiangang Sect for a lifetime, lived for a lifetime, and have a very deep affection for this place, and they usually live a dull life, so they can't see that they have special feelings for the sect. Once the catastrophe comes, the feelings in their hearts for the sect will completely burst out and turn into violent combat power.

"Bang!"

A disciple of Tianmen in the main peak of Tiangang was wiped out under the combined blow of several people from Xuanzong.

"Kill!"

A Tianmen disciple of Tianbei Peak, alone to protect several disciples of the Earth Gate behind him, but there were eight opponents and feet, a crazy killing, after killing the other four people, he was finally pierced by the other party's sword, along with Yuan Ying, and destroyed together.

Qingye breathed a long sigh of relief, the majesty of the swordsman, in the face of this tragic reality, became more and more lonely.

Although he is strong, how can he confront Xuanzong with his own strength?

In the Tiangang Sect, who can have the ability to protect the peace of the sect with his own strength.

Qingye shook his head, he couldn't do it, and in his eyes, no one in the sect would do it.

The young Lei Maniac who had been selected by the Earth Gate and fought with Yan Lan was cultivated to reach the infancy stage of the Yiyan Yuan at this moment, and the Thunder Sword Technique was frantically urging, and even the strong people of the infancy stage of the Sanyan Yuan could not get close to him. But the opponent was not in a hurry, because most of the spiritual power of the thunder madness had been consumed, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

Yue Qianchong, who was competing with Yan Lan for physical strength, was also wielding a giant sword, and bursts of shouting and killing came out of his mouth, his eyes were full of madness. His opponent also adopted the tactics of fighting, and as his aura became disordered and dignified, his opponent's smile became more and more sinister.

Xichen and Moli joined forces to fight against Xuanzong's Erding Xuanzun, and the other party's strong strength made them almost breathless.

"Bang!"

Xichen and Moli were both knocked back, half-kneeling on Tiangang Square, gasping for breath, sweat sliding across their faces, condensing on the tip of their noses, and falling to the ground.

"Little doll, I'll send you to hell with you!"

The Erding Xuanzun smiled coldly, his whole body was full of mysterious energy, and the huge blade was raised high, as if possessed by an ancient demon, and mysterious symbols of black continued to emerge on the blade, spinning strangely around the scimitar, and the surging energy was boiling with the breath of destruction.

"Demon Slayer Sky Blade!"

Erding Xuanzun shouted violently, and the vast sword slashed down overwhelmingly.

Xichen and Moli's eyes showed a ray of despair, they glanced at each other, and smiled helplessly, not that they didn't resist, but that they had no strength and couldn't even support their bodies.

Instead of looking up at the devastating sword, they looked at the tragic fellow door, and then closed their eyes, the situation in front of them was truly miserable.

They calmly waited for death to come, because, having done their best.

"Boom!"

Mo Li only felt the explosion of the thunder mang's tearing knife above her head, and after the sound, not even a remnant of energy affected her, she opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, and saw a slender figure, falling three feet in front of her, holding a thunder mang's surging long sword in her hand.

That back, she is all too familiar.

"Yanlan, you...... Why do you want to come back?"

Mo Li's body collapsed uncontrollably on the ground, his head resting on his arms, trying to open his eyes, staring at the young man, and sighing slightly.

"Come back, it's to die!" (to be continued......)