Two fingers lightly touched the top of the sword box, and a gap of more than three inches opened at the tip of the purple wood sword box.

A fierce sword intent rose into the sky, as if it was about to tear apart the falling thousands of troops.

Yuan Zimo finally showed his figure, and after seeing the dazzling sword intent, his expression was slightly stunned, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of Yuan Zimo's mouth.

It turns out to be the end of a strong crossbow again!

Although that sword intent was strong, it was not enough to break his sword technique, Yuan Zimo's hands flew over, and the sword qi that had originally fallen suddenly slowed down for a while.

The sword qi of the leader was still unstoppable, but the countless sword qi behind him slowly fused at this time, and one after another fused towards the sword qi in front.

When all the sword qi in the sky was integrated into that sword, the entire space seemed to be unable to withstand such pressure, and there were bursts of thunderous sounds.

A trace of blood gradually overflowed from the corner of Lu Junfeng's mouth, and then without waiting for the sword qi to collide, he pulled out the sword box with one hand, and his right hand slammed on the sword box and slid backwards.

Eleven sword qi containing a trace of sword intent emerged from the sword box one after another, and between the circulation, the sword qi did not crash into the sky, but fell around several of them, and a sword formation rose from the ground.

"Sacrificial Sword?!"

Tianzong exclaimed in surprise, and then violently pushed Feng Haobei, who was standing in front of him, and shouted eagerly: "It's not good, Senior Brother Feng, stop him quickly!"

Tianzong, who was standing behind Feng Haobei, saw this scene, the hairs on the back of his head stood up, he never thought that this guy who looked like Sven Wen was a master who would play with his life if he didn't agree with him.

Eleven sword qi containing sword intent pointed directly at Lu Junfeng, who was holding the sword box, and the sword that rose to the sky also screamed at this time, turning around and falling sharply towards the top of Lu Junfeng's head.

Lu Junfeng's hidden sword technique was different from other sword techniques, in fact, in the battle in the Psychic Valley, Lu Junfeng had already squandered his sword intent that had been restrained for decades.

At this moment, his cultivation has not yet recovered, and his sword intent is far from reaching the state of flowing freely, so at this time, he can only play with his life against Yuan Zimo.

This is not to say that Lu Junfeng is reckless, but he sees it more clearly than everyone else.

At this moment, Tang Ming didn't know when he would return, and the only thing that could threaten them was the Yuan Zimo in front of him.

If his blow could be exchanged for Yuan Zimo's serious injury, in the case of fear of Feng Yubei's Blood Drinking Knife, even if these sect disciples were unwilling in their hearts, they would definitely not dare to trouble others at this time.

But if Feng Haobei is allowed to make a move, maybe they will be defeated by both sides, and no one will be the opponent of those sect disciples who have recovered their cultivation.

As he spoke, the trembling sword light had already landed less than three feet above Lu Junfeng's head, and he saw that the sword qi was about to pour into the Heavenly Spirit Acupoint.

Once the sword spirit falls into the heavenly spirit, the tricks around Lu Junfeng's body will burst open in an instant, and the aura around his body will riot at this moment, agitating the remaining eleven swords combined with the sword in his body, which will burst out with enough power to make everyone look sideways.

But the price of this power is Lu Junfeng's complete death.

At this critical moment, a blood-colored sword instantly hung horizontally between that sword qi and the top of Lu Junfeng's head.

The terrifying sword qi was forced to retreat again and again by the blood, and at this moment, Feng Haobei was already in his hands, but his expression was not good.

He knew very well that Lu Junfeng's sword intent was in this sword ray, and if he used brute force to smash this sword ray, it would be simple.

But in this way, although Lu Junfeng's life was unharmed, the cultivation that came from penance was completely wasted.

"Close!!"

Feng Haobei roared angrily, the only thing that could be solved now was to let Lu Junfeng put away the sword box and snatch back the sword intent, but for Lu Junfeng, how easy was this to say, not to mention that above their heads, there was also a Yuan Zimo who was eyeing him.

"Hahaha, God help me!

Yuan Zimo showed a look of ecstasy on his face, he was born in a famous family, he grew up in Tianxuan Sect since he was a child, others don't understand this scene in front of him, can he still not understand?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as long as you kill the two people in front of you, among the disciples of the sect, except for the miscellaneous servant who is still missing at the moment, no one is his opponent.

The magic in his hand turned sharply, and the sword qi that fell instantly increased its speed, and the distance of three zhang was only in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the long sword falling, Han Daxiong on the side ignored his own injuries, and the heavy sword was slammed up, but the bright yellow sword qi was violently knocked out when it came into contact with the energy stirred up by the falling sword.

His strength can hardly play any role in this kind of battle, and he is already injured at this moment.

"I am the descendant of the Medicine King Palace, you retreat as soon as possible, all past grievances are not to blame!"

Tianzong stood up violently and shouted!

All along, his identity has been deliberately concealed, and for the entire Medicine King Valley, he is the last hope.

Therefore, in the world of cultivators, he is also the target of countless people.

"Medicine King Valley?!That little guy is the descendant of Medicine King Valley!"

"How is this possible? The descendants of the Medicine King Valley are here, how can they be mixed with the garbage of some schools?"

Hearing that little guy reported to his family, those sect disciples, including Lei Pokong, all turned pale suddenly.

Although the cultivation of the people of the Medicine King Valley is not satisfactory, they hold the lifeblood of the entire cultivator world in their hands, even the top sects, they are all respectful to the Medicine King Valley, whose strength is only second-rate!

Moving out of the Medicine King Valley at this moment, the Heavenly Sect is pinning its hopes on these sect disciples to be afraid of the prestige of the Medicine King Valley and dare not make a mistake.

After all, the Medicine King Valley, but the special existence that made Xuanyue have to give three points.

When he heard the three words of Medicine King Valley, Lei Pokong and the sect disciples around him already had the intention of retreating in their hearts.

However, this is not the cultivator realm after all, and the name of the Medicine King Valley scares people like Lei Pokong.

For Yuan Zimo, who is already a little crazy at the moment, it has little effect.

"Medicine King Valley, if you all die here, who knows that the low-level disciples of Medicine King Valley died at the hands of my Yuan Zimo?"

Yuan Zimo smiled coldly, he had already guessed it from the time he saw these two little guys take out the Heaven Stealing Pill in the valley.

"Hehe, you want to kill me? Okay, come on!"

Tianzong sneered, with a hint of disdain on his immature face.

"Do you know what it means to have ears on the wall, do you know how many rare treasures I have in the Medicine King Valley? Can you be sure that those sect disciples behind you will not think so much about the treasures of my Medicine King Valley?"

Tianzong said as he looked at the disciples of the sect who had already given birth to retreat.

There are not many others in the Medicine King Valley, that is, there are countless treasure pills, and it can be seen from the fact that the few of their senior brothers can use the Sanpin Spirit Pill as bait for recreation, and the luxury of the Medicine King Valley.

"Do you mean...... Not only do you want our lives, but you don't even want to let go of any of these sect disciples who follow you?"

With a hint of sudden realization on his face, Tianzong's appearance exaggeratedly looked at Yuan Zimo, who was already flushed with anger at this moment.

"Fart, do you think my junior disciples will listen to your instigation?"

Yuan Zimo shouted angrily, and he could already vaguely feel the unkindness in the eyes of those fellow disciples.

But it's not really that Tianzong is talking nonsense, in fact, from the beginning, that's what he thought.

Since ancient times, wealth has moved people's hearts, and today Tianzong has already revealed his identity, if Yuan Zimo wants to kill him insistently, then unless he kills all the people who enter Yunmiao Immortal Island.

Otherwise, according to the old man's character, even if the entire cultivator world is turned over, the murderer will definitely be found.

"Everyone is not a big boss, no one is a fool, is it a provocation, in fact, the big guys know it in their hearts!"

Tianzong shook his head and looked at those sect disciples who were undecided at the moment with a wicked smile.

At this time, the disciples of the sect glanced at each other.

They are arrogant, but they are not crazy yet, what will happen if they offend the Medicine King Valley, just ask those first-class sects that have disappeared in the cultivator world.

Moreover, what Tianzong said is not unreasonable, Tianxuanzong is the first sect under Xuanyue, and it is deeply valued by Xuanyue's boss.

But they also knew very well that if those bigwigs were allowed to make a choice between Tianxuanzong and the Medicine King Valley, the bigwigs of Xuanyue would not hesitate to push Tianxuanzong into the abyss!

Today, if Yuan Zimo really wants to kill the child in front of him, then they will become Yuan Zimo's next target.

Because no matter who it is, even if it is a fellow disciple and brother of Tianxuan Sect, one more person who walks out of Yunmiao Immortal Island, Yuan Zimo will be in more mortal danger.

A person as smart as Yuan Zimo would not fail to think of this.

"Senior brother...... No, Senior Brother Yuan, can you stop?"

Lei Pokong tightly held the halberd in his hand, and said in a deep voice to Yuan Zimo, who was standing in mid-air at the moment.

For a long time, relying on the strength of his physical body and the recovery of his cultivation, he has pressed on Yuan Zimo's head.

But only now, he realized that Yuan Zimo had always used himself as a gun.

How could such a thoughtful person not think of the consequences of killing the descendants of the Medicine King Gu?

Thinking of the thunder breaking sky here, I believed more and more what Tianzong had just said!

The muscles on Yuan Zimo's face throbbed violently, and the sword mark in his hand was also frozen there.

To be honest, he wanted to kill this little guy more than anyone else, even if it was Feng Xiaobei and Lu Junfeng, they were not as valuable as Tianzong in his eyes.

How many treasures are hidden in the body of the descendants of the Medicine King Valley? I'm afraid that even the people of Xuanyue will drool when they see it!

However, at this moment, he still needs to rely on those straw bales in the snowfield, and it is definitely not a wise move to turn his face at this time.

In three or two sentences, Tianzong has cracked a mortal situation.

"Senior Brother Yuan, the people of the Medicine King Valley naturally can't be harmed, but those academy disciples ......"

Just when the sword mark in Yuan Zimo's hand slowly fell, behind the thunder breaking the sky, a disciple of Tianxuanzong looked at Feng Yubei who was standing with a sword with a vicious expression, and said lightly.