"Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

Qingya's shout chased from the side, and Yang Jian stopped his pace and turned to look at the source of the sound.

The one who shouted Yang Jian was naturally the little boy sitting on the chair.

This person was smiling, and his clear eyes were locked on Yang Jian's face, with a hidden arrogance.

In the field, more than a dozen monks from the Pingtian Sword Sect cried and put away the corpse of the Qinglian Fairy.

Yang Jian smashed Qinglian's Heavenly Spirit Bone with one palm, and there was absolutely no possibility of saving it.

Wailing, cursing, and roaring swept towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't care at all, he wouldn't lose a piece of meat when he was cursed, not to mention that the other party was also a dead mentor and friend, and he was emotional.

He arched his hand at the little boy and said, "Thank you." ”

"It's because I should thank Daoyou," the boy stood up, handsome and extraordinary, personable, and gave people a sense of weakness.

"I'm here today with great fanfare, but also to let the Pingtian Sword Gate give an explanation, Daoist friends helped me fight a tricky enemy, and I should thank you. ”

Yang Jian smiled and didn't dwell on it, "I'm just here to seek revenge, this is over, you should go." ”

"It's not good for me to force Daoist friends to stay and help the fist," the boy smiled and nodded, "Dare to ask the honorable number?"

"Yang Jian. ”

"Oh?" the boy arched his hand at Yang Jian, "in Xia Xiao Lantian." ”

"Farewell. ”

"I don't send it. ”

Yang Jian didn't pay attention anymore, and walked away, his long hair fluttering with his own style, and the muscles of his body were smooth and natural.

That Xiao Lantian glanced at Yang Jian's figure a few times, and when Yang Jian walked into the crowd, the famous Xiao Gongzi's face actually crossed a trace of redness that was invisible to others.

'Is this guy really, showing off his figure? Hmph! I don't know how to change my clothes after the fight. ’

Xiao Lantian retracted his gaze, sat down on his chair again, and raised his fingers.

In mid-air, another person fell into the middle of the field, facing the Pingtian Sword Gate.

This is an old man with a fluttering beard, and he said with a cold face: "It's best for the people in the Pingtian Sword Sect to get acquainted with each other, kneel in front of Xiao Gongzi and ask for guilt! Otherwise, don't blame someone for doing that extinction thing today!"

The disciples of the Pingtian Sword Sect all glared at the old man, but only the elders and peak masters of the Pingtian Sword Sect had solemn faces, but they recognized that this old man surnamed Camel was actually a famous figure of the older generation.

"Hahaha!"

An elder of the Pingtian Sword Sect raised his head and laughed, but the laughter was mostly desolate and miserable, "Huan Yiweng, you are also an elder of a faction, a famous place in the mountains!

Another Pingtian Sword Sect elder angrily scolded: "Phew! It's still a disgusting dog minion!"

The old Dao surnamed Camel's face turned white and red, but he was not angry, but sneered, and said in a deep voice: "If you can save my sect, let alone a little reputation, even if you want the life of the poor Dao, the poor Dao will not blink!"

After these few words, both sides fell silent.

"Alas......"

The head of the Pingtian Sword Sect sighed, his cloudy eyes looked at those scattered cultivators, and then looked at the most critical person on the other side.

Xiao Lantian.

This Xiao Gongzi, the Pingtian Sword Sect naturally knew, he came down from the sky a few months ago, saying that he would take a few sects to transcend this world that was about to dry up.

At that time, the various sects and factions were greatly shaken, and so were their Pingtian Sword Sect, which sent two elders to visit with gifts.

But for some reason, that Xiao Gongzi received gifts from most of the sects, but expelled the envoys of more than ten sects, including the Pingtian Sword Sect, and threw the gifts back, and even ordered these more than ten sects to be disbanded within a time limit, otherwise they would be destroyed one by one.

There are a lot of strange things about this.

But in the past month, first the Shattered Heavenly Immortal Sect, then the Litian War Sect, and the Ten Thousand Heavens Spirit Sect...... One sect after another was exterminated.

Unexpectedly, on the day of the collapse of the Ten Thousand Heavens Spirit Sect, this Xiao Gongzi rushed to the mountain gate of their Pingtian Sword Gate with more than a thousand rabble.

If it was just a rabble of more than a thousand, plus the masters of more than 100 other sects, the Pingtian Sword Sect would not be unable to deal with it.

But the real threat came from the two old men behind Xiao Lantian, the other party was just a look, and they couldn't breathe when they could suppress it!

This door is in trouble.

The corners of the mouth of the head of the Pingtian Sword Gate were stained with blood, and his eyes were full of desolation, knowing that today's destruction was a foregone conclusion.

It's a pity that although Senior Sister Qinglian is peerless and a genius in cultivation, she is ruthless and unreasonable, and she was finally killed by the young man.

"Is this retribution?"

The head of the house laughed miserably, raised his hand to push away the two elders standing in front of him, staggered down the steps, and stood in front of the camel.

With a sword in his hand, he seemed to want to fight.

"Young Master Xiao," the voice of the head of Pingtian Sword was unexpectedly calm, "I only need to ask one sentence, just one sentence." ”

Xiao Gongzi replied leisurely: "Ask." ”

"I'm Pingtian Sword Sect, what is there that offended Xiao Gongzi?

This sentence not only asked the indignation of hundreds of disciples up and down the Pingtian Sword Sect, but also asked the doubts of the group of monks who followed Xiao Gongzi.

The corners of Xiao Lantian's mouth twitched, and she seemed to be a little disapproving, "Do you really want to know?"

The head of Pingtian Sword shouted: "Please also ask Xiao Gongzi to teach you!"

Yang Jian also walked to the back of the group of loose cultivators at this time, and was just about to leave, when the shouts of the head of the Pingtian Sword Sect made him stop his pace.

He also wanted to hear the answer from that Xiao Gongzi.

Xiao Lantian chuckled, although the words were not loud, they sounded very strangely in the ears of everyone present.

"Actually, it's very simple, if you want to blame it, just blame you Pingtian Sword Gate The name is too domineering, what else is there to break the sky, Litian, Wantian Ling......" Xiao Gongzi's voice grew colder, "The word Tianyi is not something that anyone can use." ”

"You are about to take advantage of this piece of heaven and earth, the power of the Heavenly Dao is weak, and the power of heavenly punishment is not obvious, so you dare to claim to be broken and peaceful, but you don't know that you have already caused a great disaster! This so-called Pingtian Sword is even more harsh to the ears of this son. ”

"There is not even a single immortal in the sect, only two or three Daoists who have cultivated the Yuan Shen, so they dare to call themselves Pingtian? Don't say it's me, even if other monks from outside the world hear these names, they will all find trouble for you!"

"Got it?"

The last three words were like a hammer, and the head of the flat sky who smashed it took three steps back, his face was bloodless, his eyes were scattered, and he kept muttering:

"So that's it...... That's how it ......."

Then there was a wry smile, like a mad demon, and suddenly raised his sword and slashed at the camel.

A big battle opened again, the murderous aura surged, and the aura overturned.

Xiao Lantian adjusted a comfortable posture as if watching a play, sat there and continued to watch.

It's just that the others didn't notice that this Xiao Gongzi's eyes crossed a little smile.

The scattered cultivators began to mutter about Xiao Gongzi's words just now, and unconsciously showed a wry smile, they didn't expect that so many big sects in the small world of the secret realm would be destroyed for such a ridiculous reason......

Absurd?

In fact, after careful consideration, there is some truth, but I don't think it's a big deal.

"Really...... ," Yang Jian muttered, turned around and walked away, not staying long.

Whether the Pingtian Sword Gate is destroyed or not has nothing to do with him.

What is the purpose of Xiao Gongzi, who can't get by by specifically looking for these sects with the word 'Tian' in their names, this is not what Yang Jian wants to know.

Is it taboo to bring 'day'?

This is pure nonsense, so isn't there a heavenly character in Xiao Gongzi's name?

Why wasn't he struck by lightning outside of this world?

Yang Jian was just about to show his fortune to escape, when his heart suddenly jumped and he looked up.

A white-feathered bird flew from behind him to the left front, and this little bird was not a physical object, but rather a white aura conjured up.

How do you feel, this white-feathered bird...... Slightly familiar......

Yang Jian thought that he had never seen this bird, but he had this strange mood.

As soon as the thought moved, Yang Jianshi showed his way away, but instead of going down the mountain, he chased the direction in which the little bird flew, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking up at the little white bird, Yang Jian shuttled quickly through the mountains and forests, and after a few breaths, he didn't know where he had gone.

Sometimes he scurried into the white mist, sometimes into the misty land.

And Yang Jian gradually realized something, and concluded that this seemingly real bird must be related to 'Qinglian'.

Yang Jian's palm shattered Qing Lian's soul, and he also felt that Qing Lian's primordial spirit dissipated into the air, and Qing Lian was indeed dead and couldn't die anymore.

And this little white bird is like a strand of fragments of Qinglian's soul......

Could it be that this little white bird is the soul of Qinglian? There is another mystery in it?

Yang Jian continued to follow, wanting to find out.

If that Qinglian really didn't die, he would definitely have to strike again to prevent future troubles.

What kind of benevolence and righteousness do you talk about to the enemy?