The three words Huangfu Yi are not unfamiliar names to the Tiandong Eight Hundred Sect.

Just as people recognize the name of Liancheng Jue, before Luo Changfeng appeared, he was the only disciple of the Bodhi Academy in the past to inherit the mantle of the Wuxiang Dao Sect.

It can be said that the name is like thunder.

It's just that ten years ago, the academy collapsed, and Huangfu Yi's death in battle was a fact that the twelve stars of the heavens saw with their own eyes, but why did they appear here today?

Jun Zeyu and Mu Lang Evil Monarch and the other brothers were deeply surprised, and their faces were suspicious.

Looking at his appearance, his red hair and sword bear the sword, it is obvious that he has had several sides of the Liaoyuan sword and willow burning the sky, and when did he become Huangfu Yi again? What happened between these two people? Could it be that the senior brother has a wrong acquaintance?

Liancheng Jue naturally does not recognize people.

As a contemporary of Tianji Pavilion who is as famous as himself, not to mention the nearby Academy Emperor Fuyi, whether it is the young master of the Imperial League, the Emperor Wuxi, the demon phoenix, or the unheard of Buddhist thought, he is extremely familiar with it. It is said that knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can be undefeated in a hundred battles, and this understanding may be his homework alone. But no matter what, he would never fail to distinguish the difference between Huang Fuyi and Liu Yaotian.

What's more, Huang Fuyi has acquiesced to this call.

"I'm going to take him. ”

The red-haired senior brother with the butcher's knife in his hand and the sword in his hand glanced indifferently and calmly at Liancheng Jue, who had cultivated as a half-saint, and explained his purpose.

His words were extremely crisp, and he was as sorry as ever.

He wanted to take Luo Changfeng away, and no matter what opinion anyone in the Tiandong Eight Hundred Sect had, he couldn't stop him.

Because it's not asking for consent.

He doesn't need to ask anyone for consent.

The golden light-covered Liancheng Jue was silent for a moment, he looked at the city lord of the Wind and Snow Silver City who was seriously injured in the Lotus Flower and was seriously injured in the Twelve Stars of the Heavenly East, and then looked down at the desolation and collapse of the eight hundred rivers and mountains, and already had an idea in his heart.

Lian Cheng Jue said, "You want to take a demon head?"

Huang Fuyi said: "He is not the devil, his name is Luo Changfeng, and he is my junior brother." ”

Lian Chengjue felt ridiculous: "Today's holy sacrifice ceremony, he entered Tiandong without permission to injure and kill the lord of Xingchuan, destroyed eight hundred sects and countless green mountains, and bullied my Taoist system. Just because he is your junior brother, Liancheng will let him leave safely?"

Huang Fuyi didn't bother to defend: "Otherwise?"

Lian Chengjue said: "There must be an explanation. There must be an explanation for the countless disciples of the 800 sects, for the 12 Xingchuan, and for the people in the world. ”

Huang Fuyi said: "That's your explanation. ”

The half-saint cultivator's Liancheng Jue was slightly lucky, and dense scales appeared on the reverse scale sword, as if there was a dragon-shaped sword qi swirling around it: "It is indeed my confession." I just don't know which one is stronger and which one is weaker than ten years of being the same name?"

Huangfu Yi watched silently.

His gaze lingered on the Reverse Scale Blade. As expected, the cultivation of Liancheng Jue has increased sharply to a half-saint, which is related to the thunder mang sealed in the sword grid.

Although he couldn't understand it for a while, he also knew that if he didn't leave a knife, it would be difficult to get out of his junior brother smoothly.

Huang Fuyi was silent for a moment and said, "What do you say?"

Lian Cheng Jue said: "The reverse scale is an ancient holy sword that rushed out of the endless sea, although it is not on the list of divine weapons in the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, its power is not necessarily weaker than the top ten divine weapons. ”

Huang Fuyi looked down at the butcher knife in his bloody hand: "Whether it is sharp or not, you will know if the swords hit each other." ”

Lian Chengjue smiled: "That's exactly what I mean." ”

The two of them didn't say anything more in the void, and looked at each other from a distance.

The cool breeze blew away, blowing away the dust and smoke that was permeated by the collapse of the palace green mountains between the clouds and mist, and also swept away the worries of the countless eight hundred sect believers in front of the temple.

They cast their eyes far away.

Liancheng Jue's peerless demeanor of cutting through the doomsday Buddha Lotus World with a sword to save the eight hundred sect inheritances was still reflected in his mind, compared with the ten star masters of the twelve stars of Jingtian who were all injured, the appearance of the golden armor holy clothes of the three generations of disciples at this moment was really a little sacred. Some people even began to think deeply, leaving aside the seniority, it seems that it is not impossible for the new saint to fall into the pocket of Liancheng.

Because he let everyone see his protective heart, the protective heart of the Eight Hundred Sect Inheritance.

......

Like everyone, Jun Zeyu was also looking at the senior brother from afar.

It's just that at this moment, his thinking is not how to give a satisfactory explanation to the countless believers of the Eight Hundred Sects. Although Luo Changfeng didn't know how to be stimulated, the demonic nature was so big that he trespassed into Tiandong and brewed another grievance and disaster, and he couldn't end it with Huang Fuyi's appearance, but he knew better that there were more important things waiting for his senior brother at the moment.

There are no saints in the eight hundred sects of Tiandong, and the ten lords of the Xingchuan happen to be injured by Luo Changfeng, which is a heaven-sent opportunity that the senior brother can't ask for when he ascends to the holy throne. He was afraid that the senior brother would be bent on recovering the reputation of the Eight Hundred Sects and would fall into a bitter battle with Huang Fuyi and would not be able to get out.

So Jun Zeyu was very anxious.

He looked at the two people who wanted to look at each other in the void, he couldn't transmit the sound, all he could do was pray.

......

The relative stillness and silence in the cloud sky lasted no more than ten breaths, and just after ten breaths, Huang Fuyi and Lian Chengjue were in their respective states to their peaks. So at one point, they moved at the same time.

The two figures disappeared in an instant.

Then, the heavens and the earth resounded with the pleasant sound of swords clashing......

The butcher's knife collides with the scales.

The sound was crisp, like the striking of gold and silver.

It's just that apart from splashing a few sparks, there was no energy fluctuation between Huang Fu Yi and Lian Cheng Jue, just like an ordinary martial artist fighting, and the vast cloud sky was unexpectedly calm.

Countless eyes looked up in amazement in front of the temple and on the surrounding mountains.

Liancheng Jue cultivated to enter the half-saint in an instant, and Huang Fuyi was as famous as Tianjiao even if he was not good, and there should always be a Venerable of the Transformation Tribulation Realm. It is enough to represent the duel between the two first-class powerhouses in the Saintless World, even if they do not have the ability to destroy the world, it should not be the strange calm in front of them.

Just when everyone was puzzled, another abrupt sound broke the silence between heaven and earth.

It was the sound of the void shattering.

The voice came from the feet of Huang Fuyi and Lian Chengjue, and everyone held their breath.

Then, when the dust cleared, the clear cloud sky was suddenly shocked, and countless sword lights and sword shadows appeared. They cut through the clouds, cut through the fog, pierced the green hills, and pierced the trees.

They rolled up a cold and violent rain of swords and swords, slamming over the earth, tearing people's robes, causing countless believers in front of the temple to run and cultivate their bodies, and exposing the twelve star rivers to the brink of destruction......

I don't know how long this terrible movement lasted before it subsided.

When the clouds really dispersed, the dilapidated scene was revealed everywhere, and in the depths of the crimson sky, there was no trace of Huang Fuyi and the lotus flower.

No one knows what the outcome of the butcher's knife and the reverse scale is, and no one knows how Huang Fuyi left. Even if people have many doubts in their hearts, they don't dare to ask out loud.

They were quite embarrassed by the fish in the pond, so they had to look up there silently.

There, the golden armor of Liancheng Jue stood proudly in the sky. That figure has an indescribable demeanor and an indescribable sacredness.

His clothes were fluttering, as if he was ascending to the immortal.

......

Looking at the back of the senior brother, Jun Zeyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about it, the senior brother also knew it, so he didn't entangle with Huang Fuyi to the end, otherwise the sword attack would not end hastily.

said that it ended hastily, but in fact, it was the most perfect end to the holy sacrifice ceremony.

Jun Zeyu retracted his gaze and looked at the ten Star River Lords who were sitting cross-legged on the stone steps of the Holy Step and were healing themselves, and then at the elder on the altar who didn't know what to think.

He touched Mu Lang Evil Monarch and Ye Xichao and the other senior brothers beside him with his arm.

So before everyone could come back to their senses, Jun Zeyu suddenly knelt down and snorted: "Welcome to the Holy Lord!"

The three generations of genius disciples of the eight hundred sects beside him understood, and they all knelt down: "Welcome to the Holy Lord." ”

Those eight hundred sects and hundreds of masters who surrendered in advance saw the opportunity, and they also worshiped like a tide: "Welcome to the Holy Lord......"

On the messy heavy mountains around the temple, the iron-clad elite cavalry led by Su Xiaofan, Weiyangsheng, and Wu Xiuyang from the command of King Ming of Eastern Chu shook the heavens and the earth, and the reverberations were endless.

"He Tiandong New Sage!"

"He Tiandong New Sage!"

"He Tiandong's New Sacred ......"

The echoing voices of congratulations seemed to have some kind of magic, and those eight hundred sect masters and high-level representatives who had chosen their masters one after another when the Dragon Star and Demon Star were arguing endlessly, were fascinated by this invisible magic, and looked at the general trend around them, and more and more people knelt on the ground, greeting the new saint of Tiandong with the most pious attitude.

In front of the temple, there were fewer and fewer people standing.

The voice of the Lord's praise grew stronger and stronger, and the voice reverberated from far and near, eventually reverberating with the temple. Soon, within the Twelve Star Rivers, and even between the eight hundred peaks and mountains, it was already the will of the people, and everyone was united!

......

Looking at the Liancheng Secret in the void that was more and more golden and dazzling and more sacred, and the Heavenly Dragon Star on the stone steps of the Holy Step knew that he was powerless to return to the sky to turn the tide and rewrite the ending, his expression was gloomy, and he sighed silently.

Looking back on the struggle of the past ten years, it turned out that it was not a bamboo basket to draw water, but to make wedding clothes for others, how not to be angry!

What now?

The twelve stars who were once famous all over the world were seriously injured one by one, don't say that there is no ability to fight with the blessing of the power of faith, even in the next ten years, the injuries they suffered may not be able to heal, where is the capital to compete?

The pale Draco suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.

Being invited to the altar by his own apprentice and nephew, this kind of taste is really complicated and indescribable...... Should he be proud or angry......

The Demon Star was furious.

He didn't have so much self-deprecation and crankiness, in his opinion, even if all the millions of people of the Eight Hundred Sects were worshiped at the feet of the Liancheng Jue Golden Armor Holy Clothes, the latter would not be qualified to be canonized as a successor.

Because there is one other person who may not agree.

So the Heavenly Demon Star snorted coldly.

On the occasion of the Ten Thousand Membrane Saints, this short and discordant cold snort was extremely harsh. So everyone raised their heads, and everyone's eyes fell on the Azure Demon Star with a blue face.

The Liancheng of the Holy Light Cover Body in the void also looked down: "Second Senior Uncle has a teaching?"

Heavenly Demon Star sneered: "Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, as the lord of the Xingchuan, this holy sacrifice ceremony is also convincing. It's just that the charter comes first, and if the nephew wants to ascend to the position of the Eight Hundred Sect Lords, I'm afraid he has to ask for the consent of one person. ”

Liancheng Jue smiled.

His gaze moved away and fell back on Jun Zeyu and the other juniors.

Jun Zeyu understood, so he sat cross-legged with Mu Lang Evil Jun and other juniors and disciples according to the order of the Twelve Star Rivers.

In countless unbelievable sights, they actually opened the Twelve Thunder Palace Great Array...... Then everyone saw the true body of Lei Ze, who was revered by the Eight Hundred Sects as the Venerable of the Mountain Guard.

Surrounded by the power of thunder and lightning, Lei Ze didn't look at the Heavenly Demon Star, he knelt down with the sound of congratulations: "See the Holy Lord's ......"

This sound came to his ears, and the Demon Star collapsed to the ground.