As soon as the words fell, Huang Xiufeng had already sneered, and he said bluntly: "You don't have to think about it, with your current state, the sword pressure can make you die on the spot." ”

Seeing that Shi Kuang was silent, Huang Xiufeng continued: "I don't really understand what kind of agreement you and Sun Chengbi have, or what kind of consensus has been reached, but I tell you that he is using you. ”

Shi Kuang said slowly: "I understand, so this matter has nothing to do with Sun Chengbi. ”

Huang Xiufeng asked coldly, "Is that for yourself?"

Shi Kuang was completely silent, silence was equivalent to acquiescence, which made Huang Xiufeng laugh out loud, and said sarcastically: "Damn, I saved a white-eyed wolf." ”

At this moment, the roar of winter thunder came from the cave, and the shaking sensation of overwhelming mountains and seas.

The stones on the top floor of the cave fell one after another, and the dust covering his eyes was fluttering, and Lin Tianxing woke up from his pranayama and stood up with his stone sword.

"Is the curtain down?"

Jing Yao Emei stood lightly, the fighting method of the monks in the Mahayana period determined the changes in the battle, if Lin Haoran and the others stood out in the battle situation and gained the upper hand, the outsiders would flee without a fight, on the contrary, if Lin Haoran failed, the Sword Sect would also cease to exist.

Jing Yao said, "I'll go out and have a look." ”

Lin Tianxing's injuries still need to be recuperated, and Huang Xiufeng is even worse, and Shi Kuang ...... Friend or foe or unknown.

Huang Xiufeng said: "I'll accompany you." ”

"No, I don't. Jing Yao said: "There are many bad things, huh...... You know what I mean, I don't want to be too cumbersome. ”

Huang Xiufeng glared dumbly, then sighed and advised, "Then you should be careful." ”

Jing Yao said with a smile: "The old lady will not take risks easily, just go outside to have a look." ”

Lin Tianxing wanted to accompany him, but was rejected for the same reason, although the words were ugly, but no one could hear the meaning beyond the words.

Jing Yao glanced back at Shi Kuang.

The Shi Kuang in his eyes has become synonymous with downfall, his body is covered in blood, his nails are completely detached, and the cultivation of the out-of-body realm has fallen into the Yuanying realm, so he still wants to take the sword?

He smiled faintly and walked out of the cave with fluttering steps.

It was late autumn, and there was still some time before the middle of winter, but the overcast sky began to drift with snowflakes.

Snow and rain.

The mountain that carried the 100,000-year-old foundation of the Sword Sect was devastated, and it suffered the blow of destruction, the peak of the Sage Peak was cut off, and the Little Confucian Peak disappeared from the field of vision.

There was a sound of scolding and scolding from high in the sky, but a thunderbolt in the distance was particularly eye-catching, looming in the clouds.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky, and Jing Yao could see it clearly, it was Xiaoyue's real person.

The breath of life left her, and most of her lower abdomen was blurred with flesh and blood.

Jing Yao sighed, she didn't understand why a sad thought was ignited.

"Lin Haoran, do you think you have won?"

The one who spoke was the Confucian Holy Master.

He emerged from the clouds, standing in the southwest corner, his body was full of green light, and his Confucian robe was burnt more, but he did not lose the grandmaster's bearing, and when he went to that station, there was an indescribable majesty and domineering.

The Confucian Holy Lord sighed with emotion: "I thought that everything today was your preparation, but now it seems that this is not the case. ”

Jing Yao looked at the picture in the sky,

The clouds are shaking, the clouds are rolling up, the wind is roaring, and the picture is full of sense.

Even the most outstanding painter could hardly depict the scene at the top of the Sword Sect at this time, and there was no color that could describe the splendor in the sky.

"But the same situation is beyond your expectations. ”

"Yes, you and I are both players in the game, including everyone in the game, and the layout person treats us as chess pieces......"

The voice of the Confucian Holy Lord was a little low, and the grandmaster figure of their existence was actually lured by people and gods unknowingly.

It's shocking.

Jing Yao was a little puzzled, who could introduce the strongest combat power in the immortal cultivation world into the game, who would have such a big deal?

Suddenly, a panicked thought came out, and the figure of Xihua Zhenren appeared in his mind like a lingering cloud, could it be him...... Jing Yao hurriedly shook off the thoughts in her heart.

The arrangers used the monks of the Mahayana period as chess pieces, let them kill each other, and realized this truth, and the strong people who were still arguing finally stopped fighting.

Qin Qiuhe is the most free, and his body is almost intact.

The golden statue of the Buddha Emperor was gloomy, as if it had been splashed with a layer of ink, and the thin figure was still more of the palm of the Golden Buddha, and a clearly visible wound on the left shoulder overflowed a large area of blood.

Jing Yao saw it clearly.

That injury was given by the sword technique, thinking of the scene where Xiaoyue Zhenren chased the Buddha Emperor before, the two must have started an extremely tragic fight.

The fighting method on the ground was also stopped by the leaders above the sky, and the thunder was temporarily suspended.

The broken Sword Sect was full of blood-soaked pictures, and the heavy snow could not cover it, and it melted into the blood.

One, two, three, four...... Of the ten Mahayana masters who had been promoted from a high altitude, except for a few who were intact, the others had already been injured.

Two of the five demon commanders of the Demon Sect fell, one fell from the Sword Sect, one fell from the Confucian Sect, and one fell from the Buddhist Sect...... But who does last night's brightest meteor represent?

At this time, the Buddha Emperor suddenly announced the Buddha's name and said lightly: "Brother Haoran, how about stopping today?"

Lin Haoran smiled silently.

With the help of everyone's strength, he survived the thunder tribulation, and the toxins in his body have been steadily suppressed, just waiting for the call of the sky, he can fade away from a mortal body, and become an immortal on the ground, and the words of the Buddha Emperor have the meaning of begging for mercy.

"Stop?" Yan Zhenren sneered: "Don't even think about leaving today." ”

Looking at the devastated Sword Sect, the words ruined the real person and wanted to go crazy, but fortunately Lin Haoran survived the catastrophe, reversed the situation, and developed in a favorable direction.

The Confucian Holy Lord said coldly, "Brother Haoran, what do you think?"

Lin Haoran smiled slightly, swept the great masters at a glance, and said in a calm voice: "Senior Brother Yan has already told the old man's heart, Sword Sect...... Don't be deceived. ”

"Lin Haoran, do you think you are in control of the overall situation?" Qin Qiuhe's golden and iron-like voice smiled coldly: "The arranger is still in the dark, do you want to fall like this?"

"Well said. The Confucian Holy Lord replied loudly: "Brother Haoran understands in his heart that if you don't find out the conspirators, can you rest assured that you will be able to ascend?" Or do you think that with your own strength, you can resist me and others joining forces?"

Confucianism, Buddhism, and Demon Sects also have seven masters of the Mahayana period, even if Lin Haoran has passed the catastrophe and the true yuan has turned into an immortal yuan, but the seven people join forces even if they are real immortals, they must avoid their sharpness.

Lin Haoran laughed without a trace, and was about to say something, but saw Xiang Yang Demon Shuai in a black robe snorting, and dispersed with the Quartet Ancient Sound, Helian quickly rushed towards his direction.

"The old man just wants to stop, but I'm afraid that the three demon commanders of the Demon Sect will not agree. ”