"Looking for death!" Qingyang Daoren's face sank, and there was already a trace of murderous intent between his words.

Xiang Xuzi glanced at the Qingyang Daoist lightly, casually brushed the long spike on the sword, and said, "Qingyang Daoist, it has only been two hundred years since my Ling Jianmen opened the door and established the sect, don't you wonder why my sect can grow so strong?"

As soon as these words came out, Qingyang Daoren's pupils shrank, and the whole person breathed rapidly, and said, "What do you mean?"

For Qingyang Dao people, no one knows better than him how much effort it takes to start from scratch and establish a sect, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the Crazy Sword Sect can come to this day.

He asked himself to be talented, but he could only take care of the Mad Sword Sect like this in just a few decades, if Xiang Xuzi was willing to hand over this method of expanding the sect to him, he was confident that he could build the Mad Sword Sect into the number one gang in Qingzhou a hundred years ago.

"Do you think that when I called all my disciples to this Eagle Flying Peak, I didn't think about the fact that there was no way to retreat in the future, there was a strong enemy in front of me, and I couldn't resist it?" Xiang Xuozi said coldly, with a hint of threat in his voice.

Hearing this, Qingyang Daoren's heart sank slightly, and there was a trace of bad thoughts in his mind. He didn't interrupt Xiang Xuzi's words, but calmed down to see what the other party was going to say.

"Today, I'm not afraid to tell you, although I, Ling Jianmen, opened a sect in the mortal world, but in fact, it is a force left by the Xianmen Yunhai Sect in the mortal world, and it is precisely because of the help of the Xianzong that Ling Jianmen can rise in this Qingzhou and stand tall without falling!"

Speaking of this, Xiang Xuzi paused slightly, and his face showed a little excitement.

"A few days ago, I sent out the news of the sect's suffering, I believe that the helpers sent by the Xianmen are on the way, I'm afraid I will arrive here soon and clean up you thieves!"

Xiang Xuzi's eyes were shining with a sharp cold light, and he looked at the people in front of him with a dead man-like gaze.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly stirred!

"Immortal Sect?"

Qingyang Daoist was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Xiangxuzi...... When death is on the verge of death, do you think that if you pull a sect out, you can scare us away?"

The rest of the people who heard these words couldn't help but stir. The people of the Crazy Sword Sect were skeptical when they heard it, but when the disciples of the Ling Sword Sect heard that reinforcements were coming, their morale was greatly boosted, and their eyes were shining, and even some excited Ling Sword Sect disciples simply spoke directly,

"What the Great Elder said is right! Back then, the senior brother was selected by the Immortal Sect and became a member of the Immortal Sect, and now you have provoked my Ling Jian Sect, and when the senior brother comes back, he will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

As soon as these words came out, many disciples echoed them, after all, most of them had seen Zhao An following Gu Yiming to ascend to heaven back then, even if it had been many years, but once someone mentioned it, it immediately evoked their memories.

While everyone was excitedly talking about Zhao An's affairs, in an inconspicuous position of Lingjianmen Eagle Flying Peak, a young man was silent, frowning and sweeping around the mountain peak, and finally couldn't help it, and asked a person beside him,

"Senior brother, no matter how I looked, I only saw four elders, where did the five elders go, why haven't I seen them all this time?"

This person is not an outsider, it is Zhao An who is hidden among his disciples.

Before, through his divine sense, he found out that Ling Jianmen was being besieged by the people of the Crazy Sword Sect, and there was chaos all around, and he didn't know the situation and the details of the other party, so he simply blended into the disciples of Ling Jianmen, intending to act at the opportunity.

From the very beginning, he continued to use his divine sense to probe Zhao Lan's location, but he couldn't find it, until the four elders appeared together just now, but there was still no figure of Zhao Lan, he was a little panicked, and asked the disciples on the side.

The disciple looked at Zhao An with a little surprise, and the next moment, he said something that made Zhao An stunned.

"The Fifth Elder traveled down the mountain in his early years and never came back, don't you know?"

"Wandering?!"

Zhao An's expression changed and changed in an instant, it was very complicated, and it looked quite exciting.

Since he was a child, he had never seen Zhao Lan leave the courtyard where he lived, and every day he either practiced calligraphy in the study or practiced swords in the courtyard, and he always looked indifferent to fame and fortune, wishing to die of old age in the room.

Now that he suddenly heard the news that Zhao Lan was traveling down the mountain, if he hadn't seen Zhao Lan's figure in the crowd, Zhao An would never have believed it.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" the man was taken aback by Zhao An's changing expression and said softly.

It's no wonder that this person didn't recognize Zhao An, the corner where the two of them were located was under the backlit mountain wall, the light was extremely dim, and it was impossible to see each other's faces clearly, and Zhao An had been away for several years, and no one would think about him at all.

Zhao An looked away and sighed softly, and a faint sense of loss surged in his heart.

"It's ...... downhill"

At this time, there were several bottles of pills stored in his storage bag, all of which he spent a lot of spirit stones to buy for Zhao Lan, for Zhao Lan to prolong his life, and even on the way, he fantasized countless times that he could return to the sect, knelt in front of Zhao Lan again, and kowtowed his head again respectfully, and said,

"Master, I'm back. ”

But who would have thought that Zhao Lan, who refused to leave the house for ten thousand years, would actually go down the mountain and travel!?

"It's good to go down the mountain......

Zhao An sighed softly, now that the sect is in deep crisis, it is a good thing that Zhao Lan leaves at this time.

Just when Zhao Anxin was mixed and complicated, the Qingyang Daoist in the distance suddenly laughed and said,

"Senior brother, the senior brother in your mouth can't be the waste who can only start, right?"

As soon as these words came out, many Ling Jianmen disciples suddenly turned red, and their faces were very ugly, as if they had eaten Coptis chinensis, and they couldn't say a word.

Seeing that everyone in Ling Jianmen was deflated, Qingyang Daoist smiled coldly and said,

"Xiang Xuozi, if the Yunhai Sect you said really exists, I'm afraid you would have already sent someone to take action, so why bother watching this seat force you into such a desperate situation?"

After a pause, the Qingyang Daoist continued, "Judging from this seat, you are just a force left here by the Yunhai Sect. Today, as long as I flatten you first, and wait for the people from the Yunhai Sect to take the initiative to surrender after they come, no one will have any opinions when the time comes. ”

Qingyang Dao people were mocking, and in just a few words, Ling Jianmen and the others completely hit the bottom.

Although Xiang Xuzi pretended to be calm on his face, he was also very worried in his heart.

Qingyang Dao people are right, they are indeed a chess piece arranged here by the Yunhai Sect. As long as they can provide them with some mortal information on a regular basis according to the requirements of the Yunhai Sect, and this place is taken care of by anyone, the Yunhai Sect will not ask too much.

"What's more, at this time, you are just a group of scattered soldiers, and it will only take a few hours to defeat you...... Xiang Xuozi, are you still delusional?"

Qingyang Daoren's words, sentence by sentence, were like knives, stabbing at Xiang Xuzi's heart.

Looking at the instantly gray faces of everyone around him, Xiang Xuzi was faintly panicked in his heart.

At this time, the masked stranger, who had always been indifferent, suddenly spoke, with a hint of impatience in his voice,

"What nonsense are you talking about, don't you hurry up and destroy them, lest you have long nights and dreams!"

Qingyang Daoist looked at the Mask Daoist with some surprise, since he had known the other party, he had never seen the other party react like this, but when he thought about it, he was relieved.

Neither he nor others thought that behind Ling Jianmen was a dignified Immortal Sect!

Although the Qingyang Dao people used to stimulate Xiangxuzi with the method of punishing their hearts before, no one knew the depth of the relationship between Yunhai Sect and Ling Jianmen, and if they really did things ruthlessly, they would not dare to offend an entire Immortal Sect for the sake of one Ling Jianmen.

So the safest thing now is to make a decision and let this place change hands immediately.

Thinking of this, a trace of killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Qingyang Daoist, and when he raised his right hand lightly to signal the disciples under his sect to attack, the hoarse voice of the masked stranger came, "Don't be so troublesome, I can do it alone." ”

The masked Daoist stood in the center of the venue, looked at the people of Ling Jianmen, and said lightly, "I'm a little anxious, do you come up together to send you to death, or let me clean up one by one?"