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When everyone in the Northern Han looked up, the person who came was dressed in white and had a chic posture, like an immortal, it was the Northern Han Sect Master Spirit Saint Monk Han Qianli.

"Meet the Sect Master!" shouted everyone under the Falling Cloud Cliff.

"Sect Master!" Tie Yun, who knew that Han Qianli valued Amu, didn't understand why Han Qianli agreed to the competition between the two.

Yang Yun was stunned for a moment, and said busily: "Thank you for the success of the sect master, the disciple will be merciful and will not kill his fellow disciples!"

Amu was silent, as if he was smiling.

Han Qianli looked at Yang Yun, and then at Amu, his expression could not show joy or anger, and then said loudly: "I have been in the Northern Han Sect for nine thousand years, although I dare not say that it is prosperous, but it is also prosperous. Between the same door, they should respect and love each other, whether it is a child or a beginner, or what about the spiritual realm, they are all my children of Beihan. But the two of you, one oppresses people with power, and the first cultivator of the Ninth Order Great Perfection wants to fight the cultivator, and the other coerces with death, and you will definitely be separated from you and me, and I am afraid that you will forget the righteousness of my Northern Cold. Then today I will give you a chance to fight to the death, and it is better to die one!"

"Sect Master!" Mei Wangnan, Ice Fairy, and Tie Yun exclaimed. They all knew that Han Qianli was a human being, and when they heard this, their faces changed, and they knew that Han Qianli was really angry.

But no one knew what Han Qianli was thinking in his heart.

Amu to Yang Yun, isn't this a death for Amu? But Amu is a disciple of Han Qianli who was once named, but now he can't raise immortal roots, at most he won't accept him to get started, so there is no need to let him die.

But if it is said that Han Qianli is now favoring Amu and wants to put Yang Yun to death, then he will not believe it if he kills these people. Yang Yun is one of the outstanding disciples of the Northern Han Tongtian Peak, and he is also a weighty figure, and his cultivation is not comparable to Amu.

What is the point of supporting such a competition? Therefore, no one can guess Han Qianli's mind.

"Tie Yun, please ask the head of the eight veins, the major elders, and all the spiritual realm cultivators who can come here to be a witness!" Han Qianli said again.

As soon as he heard this, Luoyun Cliff opened the pot, what is this for?

Yang Yun's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly had a very unpleasant feeling, but he couldn't tell the truth. Yang Yun is confident that Amu is full of soul treasures, but Amu is a cultivator, and without the slightest cultivation power, what can he do with himself?

"Huh?" Seeing the uproar of everyone, Han Qianli frowned, snorted lightly, and a trace of spiritual saint coercion was released, and directly a few junior cultivators flew out upside down, and many fixed cultivators regressed one after another.

"Sect Master's anger!"

Under the pressure of the Spirit Saint, the Falling Cloud Cliff suddenly became solemn, and everyone felt suffocated in their hearts. This kind of pressure is like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's heads, ready to be cut down at any time.

Even Mei Wangnan and the Ice Fairy didn't dare to raise their heads, and Mei Wangnan even sweated on his forehead. He has known Han Qianli for more than 200 years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation today.

Han Qianli has always been lenient, but this does not mean that Han Qianli will not kill, if the Spirit Saint Monk moves the murderous intent, he can slaughter a country with blood, thousands of miles of bones.

Today's cold thousands of miles are obviously about to be splashed with blood on the cloud cliff, and with the power of the sect master, the power of the eight veins will be suppressed. At this time, even Amu also felt that Han Qianli seemed to be a little different from the past.

Tie Yun took a deep breath, and didn't dare to slack off anymore, his hands were sealed, the five lights exploded, and dozens of paper cranes flew out like meteors, summoning all the important people of the Northern Cold.

The atmosphere under the Falling Cloud Cliff was extremely solemn, and a breath of death seemed to be spreading.

But for a moment, I saw the sword light in the sky above the Northern Han Sect, and the magic weapon flew frequently.

Tongtian Peak, Wangnan Peak, Tianzi Peak, Sunset Peak, Thousand Cloud Cave, Tianzang Cave, Purple Snow Cave, and the first seat of the Eight Veins of Wanling Cave, the elders, and the spiritual-level monks who have cultivated since the opening of the Cave Mansion are all gathered at the foot of the Falling Cloud Cliff.

At this time, the news spread, and countless Beihan disciples hurried to Luoyun Cliff, wanting to see a lively one.

Yang Yun, the first person to cultivate the following people in Tongtian Peak, wants to have a life-and-death duel with Hou Xuan Amu, a disciple of the sect master who has not cultivated an immortal root, which is explosive news.

Thousands of children gathered at Luoyun Cliff, which was unprecedented, and even far better than the final of the Northern Han Competition.

Because this is a battle of life and death, fighting for life, not an ordinary competition.

However, no one dared to discuss and question this contest anymore, and the monks who came here were all solemn. After all, such a life-and-death battle with the same sect is the first time in the history of Beihan.

Bai Yifeng arrived earlier, frowned, bowed to Han Qianli and said: "Sect Master, the first cultivation of the Tong War, there is no chance of winning!

Yang Yun's master, Elder Li of Tongtian Peak, also arrived at this time, knowing that the situation was serious, he hurriedly said: "Sect Master calm his anger! I will let Yang Yun stop immediately!

Han Qianli looked at Elder Li, then at Bai Yifeng, then shook his head and said, "I have made up my mind, you don't have to say much!" Then Han Qianli said to Bai Yifeng again: "Bai Shouza, this game will be supervised and decided by you." After a while, if someone disrupts the game and dares to help any party, no matter who it is, it will be directly suppressed by Bai Shouza, destroying the Dao Heart, and there is no need to show mercy!"

As soon as Han Qianli's words came out, everyone in Luoyun Cliff was shocked again, the characters of the Northern Han Sect who entered the world, except for Han Qianli, were the highest cultivators of Shumei Wangnan and Bai Yifeng, and they were the monks of the middle level of the spirit.

With Bai Yifeng to suppress it, that is, the people of Beihan should not want to meddle in this life-and-death confrontation. Because no one present can ignore Bai Yifeng's existence, unless Han Qianli personally takes action, no one can pass Bai Yifeng's level.

When Bai Yifeng heard this, he was even more stunned, but he didn't dare to ask any more, so he could only say respectfully: "Respect the sect master's decree!" and then stepped aside.

Elder Li frowned, but he secretly sneered in his heart, and glanced at Yang Yun from afar.

In fact, Elder Li was not worried about Yang Yun, he knew best how high his apprentice's cultivation was and what magic weapons he had. A hundred Amu is not Yang Yun's opponent, and at the same time, this Elder Li also felt that Yang Feng was most likely provoked by Amu that day, so he also wanted to get rid of Amu and hurry up.

Just now, he pretended to intercede, but it was nothing more than a show to get away with it. Otherwise, in such a scene, if Yang Yun really killed Amu, I am afraid that he will not be able to get over the cold Qianli, and his master will inevitably be suspected of arson, and he will not have his own good fruit to eat in the future.

Bai Yifeng and Elder Li's words were both rejected by Han Qianli, who would dare to say it again.

It seems that this battle cannot be avoided, so Amu is not the only one who dies.

"Hehe, hey, cocooning himself, thinking that he would be able to escape by threatening life and death, and in the end he would lift a stone and hit himself in the foot!"

Many Beihan disciples who heard Amu's words about life and death had such thoughts in their hearts.

"Alas! It's a pity that although Amu can't cultivate immortals, he won't end up like this! Wouldn't it be better to go down the mountain and be a mortal?" There are also some disciples who are more sympathetic to Amu.

"Sect Master, Ziyu is willing to appear on behalf of Amu and never die!" At this time, Ziyu suddenly flashed and knelt in front of Han Qianli.

No one expected that Ziyu would suddenly appear at this time, and making such a request made Amu was stunned. I didn't expect Ziyu, who only had one side, to come forward to help him at this time, so affectionate, which made Amu deeply moved.

Han Qianli raised his eyebrows, looked at Ziyu but didn't see joy or sorrow, and didn't say anything.

"Ziyu, come back!" the ice fairy snapped.

"Sect Master, Ziyu is willing to appear on behalf of Amu, and he will never die!" Ziyu actually did not obey the call of the Ice Fairy, but said Fang Cai's words again, and his expression was extremely firm.

"Sect Master, I wish to die on behalf of Amu when I leave the water!" At this time, a person staggered out of the crowd, disheveled, covered in dust, and he didn't know how many heels he had fallen along the way, and shouted hoarsely. This person was Lishui, and he quickly ran from the mountain road after hearing the news.

"Sect Master Shengming, Amu and Senior Brother Yang will die if they do it, since the sect master wants to give Amu a death, let Lishui die for him!

"Senior Brother Lishui!" Amu didn't expect Lishui to come, and his eyes were suddenly hot and rushed over to pull Lishui, and at the same time he wanted to help Ziyu up. He couldn't let them intercede for him like that.

But the two of them were not moved by Amu in the slightest.

"Amu, don't compare, I'll die for you! You go down the mountain!" Lishui clung to Amu and shouted.

"Sect Master, Tianzi Peak Li Ruo is also willing to die on behalf of Senior Brother Amu!" At this time, seeing Lishui kneeling on the ground and willing to die for Amu, Liruo was also busy kneeling beside Lishui.

The three of them begged each other to die for a waste material cultivator like Amu, and among them there was actually a cultivator like Ziyu, such a scene was greatly unexpected by the people of Beihan.

"Please think twice, sect master!" Bai Yifeng saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to say again, while the others looked at Han Qianli's face, but they didn't dare to speak.

The three of them knelt in front of Han Qianli, Han Qian's cheeks moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

After a long time, Han Qianli looked at Amu and said slowly: "Amu, at this moment, you are fighting for the Ninth Order Great Perfection of Initial Cultivation as a cultivator. At the moment of life and death, there are these three people in the Northern Han Sect who are willing to die for you, you can write it down!"

Amu met Han Qianli's gaze, nodded and said: "Amu understands! There are seniors, and with these three people, Amu will definitely live up to Beihan in this life!"

Amu's voice was like an oath, resounding through the Falling Cloud Cliff and resounding through the Northern Cold, but no one could understand the meaning of his conversation with Han Qianli.

It wasn't until countless years later that Beihan knew the weight of this oath!