"Alas......"

Tang Ming sighed, he knew that what Xiao Bieli did made sense, but he just couldn't accept this bloody way in his heart.

Even Tang Ming, in the face of this kind of choice, it is difficult to give up his flesh and blood family like Xiao Bieli.

This is the reason why even if his cultivation surpasses Xiao Bieli, he will still be played with in the palm of his hand.

"And what's next for you?"

Tang Ming used to feel that when he met Xiao Bieli again, he would definitely beat this guy up to vent his hatred.

But after this conversation, although he still couldn't accept Xiao Bieli's way of doing things, he had no reason to make a move.

After all, the tragic situation of Qingxia Town was still hovering in his mind, and Xiao Bieli gambled everything he had, just to fight for countless mortals to live without the company of killing.

"Give Xiao Yu what you brought back from Yunmiao Immortal Island, and then leave the people of the sect in Tiandu in full view!"

Xiao Bieli said loudly, and a gleam shot out of his eyes.

"What can I do?"

Tang Ming nodded, this path is basically the same as his strategy to help the Xu clan fight against the demon king, just look at the meaning of Xiao Farewell, there is still a hidden meaning in this.

"When Xiao Yu is facing a desperate situation, give Xiao Yu the Qi Luck Seal. ”

Xiao Beili's expression couldn't see joy or sorrow, but Tang Ming felt a dead breath from his body.

"You want the jade to be burned?"

Tang Ming is not a fool, he naturally understands what Xiao Parting means, this battle involves cause and effect between the worldly and cultivators, and those who come into contact will definitely be deeply involved in it.

"Hehe, since she willingly stayed on Yunmiao Immortal Island forty-two years ago, the Ghost Gate Buddha has parted and died!"

Xiao Beili laughed miserably, and then glanced at Tang Ming seriously.

"I know your relationship with Han Daxiong and Xiaoyu's child, but at this time, this connection must be severed!"

"No one can escape the cause and effect of this scene. ”

Tang Ming smiled faintly, when he was on the snowfield, it was also because he was afraid of being contaminated with cause and effect, so he chose to stand by and watch.

But Tang Ming was not a cold-blooded person after all, so while watching coldly, he also created the paradise of Changchuan City.

"I know you have a lot of secrets, and you can still be unafraid of luck, but this time it's different......"

Xiao Bieli looked at Tang Ming's eyes, although he had not been in contact with Tang Ming for a long time, he knew the character of the young man in front of him very well.

"Hahaha......"

Tang Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, Xiao Bieli wanted to keep himself out of the matter as much as possible, three points were for Xiaoyu, six points were for his own plan, and the remaining one point was probably really for himself.

But Xiao Beili didn't understand that if Tang Ming was a timid and cautious person, he would not have gone to the Nine Heavenly Spirals in the first place, nor would he have entered the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery alone, let alone defeated the Eight Heavenly Pride.

"Xiao Farewell, you underestimate me too much!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Ming left the place directly in a flash, leaving Xiao Farewell with a covered face.

The moment Tang Ming looked up to the sky and laughed just now, it gave him a feeling of looking up to the mountains, but the young man in front of him, his cultivation was only the peak of his innate nature.

Even when Tang Ming killed Hehuan Ancestor and defeated Xiao Zhantian, he didn't feel this way.

This is a complete state of mind crushing, and the only explanation is that the height at which this young man once stood was unimaginable.

Tianxuan?Huading?

These are too far away from the world that Xiao is far away, especially the latter, the head of the world's first-class sect, is just the threshold of Huading.

If Xiao Bieli knew that his calculating people had killed the masters of the Huading realm more than once, I don't know if he still had the courage to calculate Tang Ming.

......

At the gate of a mansion not far from the Yizi Yue Shoulder Palace, many sect disciples gathered at the gate, looking at the man in front of him with fierce eyes.

More than a dozen masters of the sect who had cultivated to the heavens were actually standing like that, and no one dared to cross the shallow ditch in front of them.

Just as they were confronting, Han Daxiong walked out of the door, followed by a woman with a distracted expression.

"How is Senior Brother Feng?"

Lu Junfeng looked at Han Daxiong standing in front of him, and knew that there was nothing wrong with Feng Haobei.

"Don't worry, I just woke up, and now I am pranayama in the inner hall, there shouldn't be any big problem, but ......"

An inexplicable wry smile appeared on Han Daxiong's face, how come none of the people who follow Gongzi are normal.

"But what?"

Lu Junfeng looked at Han Daxiong's strange face and asked with some curiosity.

"That guy's cultivation has improved a little terrifying, listen to him himself, he has almost reached the peak of Daoxuan!"

Han Daxiong smiled bitterly, others may be bragging when they say this, but when these words came out of Feng Yubei's mouth, it was a sure thing.

", another monster!"

Lu Junfeng rolled his eyes, staying with these guys, he was a little pitiful in his ordinary.

As everyone knows, many of the bigwigs of the sect even took charge of the sect, and when they gradually began to ponder the sword intent, the sword intent was already in his purple wood sword box.

Maybe in front of the real big guy, even Feng Haobei's talent is not as dazzling as Lu Junfeng's sword intent.

"Ah...... I'm going to kill you, kill you!!"

Just when the two of them lamented the injustice of fate, the woman behind Han Daxiong seemed to be crazy, and she sacrificed the spirit sword in one hand, and the sword qi shot towards the disciples of the sect.

Han Daxiong turned around violently, stopped Qin Ruoxue in his arms, and followed Qin Ruoxue's eyes, a handsome disciple in a white robe appeared in front of him.

"Kill, kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Qin Ruoxue looked crazy, muttering such a sentence in her mouth all the time, and her eyes were staring at the sect disciple.

"Humph!"

The sect disciple who was stared at a little hairy snorted coldly, and then showed a trace of disdain.

"Which sect are you a disciple?"

Han Daxiong had a heavy sword in his hand, staring coldly at that sect disciple, what could make Qin Ruoxue's emotions fluctuate so much must have an inseparable relationship with the destruction of the Bihai Academy.

"Shenyu Immortal Gate...... Shenyu Immortal Gate, kill! I'm going to kill you!"

Without waiting for the disciple to report to his home, Qin Ruoxue behind him shouted out their origins, and at this moment, Qin Ruoxue's mind was full of the blood color of the original Bihai Academy, as well as the flying head of his biological father.

"Kill!!"

Without waiting for Han Daxiong to make a move, Lu Junfeng brushed the sword box with both hands, and a sword intent full of energy shot out in an instant.

Before the disciple of the Divine Feather Immortal Sect could react, his legs were completely cut off by this sword intent.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, an earthy yellow sword light rose into the sky and immediately smashed into the disciple's body.

Thundered.

After the dust settled, where were there any disciples of the Divine Feather Immortal Sect on the ground, and the location of the original place was just a huge dirt pit.

"Senior brother!!"

At this moment, several disciples who were also dressed in white robes standing beside that disciple looked at the senior brother who had disappeared in horror and shouted in a lost voice.

Han Daxiong didn't care so much, the heavy sword in his hand flipped over, and a sword qi from top to bottom instantly crushed the past.

"What a bold man, he actually dares to make a move against the disciples of the sect, all the senior brothers, how can these people be so humiliated by the same lineage of the sect!

Yan Yun, who had not spoken, instantly lit up his eyes the moment he saw Han Daxiong make a move, and then began to incite those sect disciples around him.

A strong qi in his hand shot towards Han Daxiong first, and the surrounding sect disciples also reflected it and rushed up.

At this time, Yan Yun took a step back, his expression full of teasing.

Fishing in troubled waters, as long as these straw bales can contain these two guys, he can snatch that treasure knife in the shortest possible time, as for the life and death of other sect disciples, he is not in the mood to care about these.

Yan Yun's cultivation was not weak, and a strong aura stopped Han Daxiong's impact, and the surrounding sect disciples instantly rushed up.

Even Han Daxiong at this moment, when facing so many disciples of the sect of the Xuan Realm, he couldn't help but be a little in a hurry.

Fortunately, there was also a Lu Junfeng sweeping array on the side, and from time to time, the wooden sword in his hand would shoot out one or two sword qi, blocking some of Han Daxiong's self-care attacks.

Yan Yun sneered, and turned around and left the front door without everyone noticing.

The figure fell on an inconspicuous corner of the mansion, and the black shadow flashed, and Yan Yun entered the mansion in the blink of an eye.

With his own senses, Yan Yun quickly found the inner hall where Feng Yubei healed.

It's not that his senses are keen, it's that the blood of the blood-drinking knife is too dazzling.

What Yan Yun didn't notice was the sneer of disdain that flashed on Lu Junfeng's face when he quietly left the crowd.

Feng Haobei, who opened his eyes, even if he was a cripple, was not something that a sect disciple could tease.

What's more, the current realm of Fengbeibei has soared so much, and now Yanyun is looking for the bad luck of Fengbei, isn't it a sheep into the mouth of a tiger?

Although Han Daxiong said that Feng Haobei needs to breathe, but to clean up a sect disciple, for the current Feng Haobei, it is estimated that he doesn't even need to move his fingers.

Gently pushing open the door of the inner hall, Yan Yun saw the bloody spirit knife erected in the center of the inner hall at a glance.

He was happy in his heart, and he didn't care about Feng Haobei who crossed his legs and breathed on the bed at this moment.

In the flickering of his body, Yan Yun had already come to the front of the Blood Drinking Knife, looking at the Lingbao that was close at hand, even if it was Yan Yun's cautious temperament, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, everything came so smoothly, they worked desperately in front, but they took advantage of the fisherman.

Slowly stretched out his hand, and when he touched the handle of the Blood Drinking Knife, he felt a burst of violent blood qi surging up in an instant.

"Whew!"

The aura surged, and the violent energy slowly suppressed that trace of blood, and after a while, his hand finally clenched the long knife.

Yan Yun was already a little out of breath at the moment, and the touch of blood just now made him almost exhaust all the spiritual energy around his body.

However, the more this was the case, the more joy Yan Yun felt in his heart, which showed that this treasure was definitely not an ordinary commodity.

Yan Yun took a deep breath, and then his arm slammed into force.

But I didn't want to mention it, the spirit knife seemed to grow on the ground, and it didn't move at all.

"Huh?"

Yan Yun frowned slightly, first glanced at Feng Haobei, who was still breathing with his eyes closed on the bed, and then grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands and pulled out the knife with all his might.