Jing Yao is not a rotten killer, nor is she a good person, these monks want to exchange her for a big reward, and there is no mercy for killing her.

She steered the three Mahayana monks into a no-man's land, and the whistling air flow was the sharpest blade, and the crowd swept by, bringing up a large area of blood.

When the evil demons were rampant, forbearance became synonymous with cowardice, Jing Yao simply killed to stop killing.

The Heavenly Dao is in a good cycle, the Sword Sect has been overturned twice, and the evil retribution has finally come, maybe those monks who fled did not participate in the battle of the Sword Sect ten years ago, maybe it was just because of greed that they came to arrest people, but they had to pay the price after doing so.

Jing Yao bent over, coldly looking at the flying blood rain, Yaoguang Star was evil and hideous, she didn't mind being an executioner, and she didn't think about seeking justice, aiming to vent her dissatisfaction.

The carriage galloped back and forth in the air, teleporting at will, killing hundreds of monks, and the monks who escaped no longer had half a chance mentality, and flew wildly, chasing and killing for a while, and dozens of monks died, and there was no one in the empty sky.

Jing Yao chose a direction, and the whip fell on Xihua's back fiercely, and the more people he killed, the anger in his heart also skyrocketed, just like a bloodthirsty demon hidden in his heart, about to get out of trouble at any time.

Washing the immortal cultivation world with blood, Xihua Zhenren didn't dare to say much, and took the lead in flying in the direction that Jing Yao pointed to, and at the same time there was confusion in his heart, that direction clearly pointed directly at the Confucian Starry Sky Mountain, isn't this a self-throwing net?

The power of the three Mahayana monks joining forces shook the heavens and the earth, but with the help of the three Mahayana monks, they wanted to tear down the Confucian Gate, isn't it a pipe dream?

After flying for half an hour, Qin Xiang and Zhao Qi knew what they were going to face next, Starry Sky Mountain was surrounded by a layer of faint starlight, like a fairyland.

The next thing they have to do is to rush to the ancient sect that has survived for 100,000 years under the guidance of Jing Yao, as a pioneer, even if they can't help themselves, the Confucian sect will probably not show mercy.

The little brute is crazy!

This is a common idea in the hearts of the three of them, but the true vitality layer that clamps them around them is much weaker, which means that the other party is almost running out of oil, and if the qi layer disappears before reaching Starry Sky Mountain, they still have a chance to break free from the restraints.

The true element blocked in the meridians was like a cold iron chain, but if the caster was weak, how could he continue to guide them?

"Starry Sky Mountain......" Jing Yao sat up and said gently, "Isn't the structure very good...... Uncle Xihua, as the only remaining elder of the Sword Sect, you have to show the courage you have, we don't want to destroy the Confucian Sect, at least give them some color. ”

Xihua's face twitched.

Give people a little color to see if they are about to attack the mountain gate, will it be a lack of consideration?

Xihua was sad in his heart, he was alone, he didn't get into trouble easily, what he was afraid of was the situation of encountering a group attack, Confucianism, Buddhism, the four major clans, which one is not a master like a cloud, you are attacking it so grandly, do you want to come out alive?

But Xihua has no choice, he disobeys Jing Yao's thoughts, and he will enjoy a soft whip at any time, as a traitor, Jing Yao doesn't treat Xihua as a human being at all, Xihua is also very human, and endured it alive.

A group of people are magnificent, the vitality of heaven and earth is chaotic, there is no shortage of strong people in Confucianism, and they naturally feel the attack of the strong, and the surrounding starlight rushes out of the three Mahayana monks, like three meteors roaring through the clouds.

"It's a pity. Jing Yao sighed: "The vigilance of Confucianism is high, and it was discovered from afar. ”

Huang Xiufeng couldn't cry or laugh, you let the three Mahayana monks release the true yuan, who can't sense the strong fluctuations?

In the end, it is a sect with profound roots, and there are three Mahayana monks as soon as they make a move, but didn't the Mahayana monks of the Confucian sect die ten years ago? Where did three Mahayana monks emerge?

"Phew!" Jing Yao snorted, the three Mahayana monks stopped with hatred, looking at the flying strong man from a distance, the amazing momentum rose straight from a distance, Zhao Qi glanced back at Jing Yao, the latter looked calm, without any emotion.

Qin Xiang sighed bitterly: "Are you going to start a war with Confucianism? ”

Zhao Qi replied with a wry smile: "Being forced to be helpless, Confucian friends should be considerate." ”

"Excuse the fart. Xihua endured it for a long time, and couldn't help but interject: "Little ...... She clearly deliberately provoked a dispute, and when the battle situation came together, in case someone fell, whose head would this account be settled?"

He wanted to talk about the little beast, but he was afraid of angering Jing Yao, so he hurriedly changed his words, and when he spoke, a trace of desolation flashed in his heart, he planned all his life to finally draw water with a bamboo basket, and gave up the sect to be a traitor, but he didn't get anything......

Qin Xiang and Zhao Qi looked at each other when they heard this.

They only thought of being forced to be helpless, and they really didn't think of further consequences, if someone really fell, how could it be explained clearly by a misunderstanding?

No matter which sect the Mahayana monk is in, it is the core of the high-level, and if the core is still there, the sect will not have to worry about it, and once it dies a heroic and tragic death, the loss of the sect will be great......

......

The three meteors came so fast, all the way like a bamboo, but two strong auras came out in the northwest direction, Qin Xiang was happy in his heart, and one of them was particularly familiar, it was another Mahayana monk of the Zhao clan, named Qin Xiangru.

Before she could be happy, Jing Yao said quietly: "Seeing that you are inexplicably excited, is it your friend who came......?" Just kill them. ”

Qin Xiang was startled, but he had no time to worry, because the five Mahayana monks were already quietly standing on their own feet in front of them, or standing with their hands in their hands, or looking at each other coldly, or their expressionless faces were extremely cold.

The grandmaster's demeanor is yes, but it has nothing to do with goodwill, Qin Xiang had expected such a situation, and when it really happened, he couldn't help but feel a little weak, although it was excusable to be kidnapped, but the kidnappers were only a mere yuanying, how could there be brilliance.

Of the five Mahayana monks opposite, Jing Yao didn't know any of them, and Huang Xiufeng couldn't recognize them all, so he pointed to a few people and said: "That master in a red robe and a thief looks like a drunken immortal, a master of the older generation, the Holy Lord of Confucianism also wants to respect him as an uncle, as for those two, they have never heard of it, they must also be Confucian elders." ”

"From the generation of the Patriarch of Xiaoyao?" Jing Yao smiled: "Haven't you died yet?"

Lin Haoran is the same generation as the Confucian Holy Master, and the previous generation is naturally Lin Xiaoyao's generation, and he is afraid that he will have a longevity of ten thousand years if he lives to this age, but he has not broken through the realm and crossed the catastrophe at this age, and the time limit is not far away.

The voice of the drunken and forgetful fairy was like a flood bell, and he shouted: "The junior is arrogant, dare to spread the starry sky mountain......?

Jing Yao rubbed her ears, she was now physically exhausted, and she still had the strength to speak, and interrupted with a sneer: "Who are you scaring about? Confucianism is treacherous, heaven and earth can be punished, the old lady is here to collect debts today, who has a relationship with you......"