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A scream suddenly sounded, and I saw that the countless cyan beams of light that came straight forward directly pierced the chests of many Rain Pavilion disciples in an instant, and its speed was so fast that it couldn't make any reaction at all.

But those cyan beams of light seemed to be psychic, as if they didn't hurt a person from the One Sword Pavilion, and when they encountered it, they directly bypassed.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Yuzhong Pavilion who were not cultivating enough to sublimate the mid-stage realm were directly killed after penetrating their chests, and those who cultivated beyond the mid-stage of the sublimation realm were not killed, but they were also seriously injured and had no ability to fight.

And the Lingtai Realm was spurting blood from his mouth, and his body suddenly fell backwards and was shaky, Lu Luyun was also pierced through his chest, his expression was painful, and the blood in his mouth continued to spurt out, and his face was full of horror at this time.

As for Ouyang Zhenghua, he was the only one who was not pierced through his chest by the cyan beam, the moment he saw the beam, he pinched it with one hand, and a circular light shield appeared around his body, protecting himself.

And the beams of light that rushed to him were not one, but two, and the two beams pierced the light mask, and the light shield suddenly appeared in a few clicks, but it was blocked, but Ouyang Zhenghua was not nothing, his body took more than ten steps back, and for the first time, a lot of blood spurted out.

The disciples retreated to the Imperial Sword Peak!

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's voice came out, and at the same time, cyan beams of light from the Imperial Sword Peak came at a rapid speed in the sound of breaking the wind, but this time these beams of light were all stabbed on the body of the disciple of the First Sword Pavilion.

However, there was no scream, but the moment those beams of light pierced the disciples of the First Sword Pavilion, their figures slowly changed from real to virtual, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Not an attack, it's a retreat!

What a calculation, Ouyang Zhenghua in the light mask was slightly stunned at first when he saw this, and after a while, the anger in his eyes suddenly revealed.

But at this moment, due to the containment of the two cyan beams that were still outside the light screen, it was too late, so he could only watch everyone in the One Sword Pavilion slowly disappear.

Later, his gaze looked at Jian Wushuang, whose body was becoming more and more illusory, and said coldly: The old man of the sword is useless, and this will not change the fate of your sword pavilion being destroyed.

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Ji Scar was stabbed by a cyan beam of light, and when it became clear, the scene around him was already on the top of the Edgeworth Peak that he was familiar with.

I saw that at this time, all the disciples of the One Sword Pavilion were on the top of the Imperial Sword Peak, and after experiencing a war, the more than three hundred disciples of the One Sword Pavilion removed the rebellious sword system and the number of people who died in the battle was now less than two hundred.

And this Imperial Sword Peak was shrouded in an incomparably huge cyan light screen at this moment, but from inside it, you could see everything outside the light screen.

Brother in charge...

Lin Yuan's expression was surprised at this moment, and he looked at the cyan light outside the screen and whispered.

Senior Brother Lin, the Guardian Divine Sword has always been within the Imperial Sword Peak, and Jian Wushuang beside Lin Yuan responded slowly after hearing this.

Senior brother, I didn't mean this, but if we attacked at that moment, we might not be defeated, then Ouyang Zhenghua of the Enlightenment Realm had been contained, and the casualties he brought were not few.

Lin Yuan turned his head to look at Jian Wushuang with a puzzled expression, Jian Wushuang sighed lightly after hearing this, shook his head and spoke after a half-sound: Do you know that the power of this Guardian Divine Sword may be that I am not cultivated enough, or it may be for other reasons, and the previous attack can only be used once.

Jian Wushuang said this, looked up at the light screen that shrouded the entire Imperial Sword Peak, and spoke again: And although this light screen cannot be broken by Ouyang Zhenghua, it can ensure that we are fine, but it can also be maintained for a month at most, and it will dissipate after a month.

At the same time, this light screen also has a distance limit, which can only shroud the Edgeworth Peak, and other places can ......

Jian Wushuang sighed lightly again, and then stopped talking.

After the Great Battle of the One Sword Pavilion, the remaining disciples were in a trance when they first appeared at the Imperial Sword Peak, but after a while, they already knew it.

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Half a month later.

Brother Zhang, or can't contact Qi Guo?

In a cave mansion in the Imperial Sword Peak, Lin Yuan and Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged face to face, Jian Wushuang opened his eyes when he heard the sound, there was a look of helplessness in his eyes, he didn't open his mouth but shook his head.

Could it really be that my One Sword Pavilion has exhausted its qi, and the sky is going to forget me? Jian Wushuang sighed, this half moon has come to the First Sword Pavilion, except for the Imperial Sword Peak, all the others have been occupied by Ouyang Zhenghua and the others.

At the same time, the shrouded cyan beam of light Ouyang Zhenghua and the others couldn't see everything inside from the outside world, all they saw was pieces of blue light flowing, but the people inside could see everything in the outside world, which was incredible.

But even if you know everything in the outside world, all the disciples and disciples on the Imperial Sword Peak are already panicked when they see it, and their hearts are in turmoil.

Will the First Sword Pavilion not exist, will we die, there are Ji Marks in the mansion of Lin Ruohan of the Imperial Sword Peak, Lin Ruohan, Lao Wang, and Wang Changming and Yang Yuanhong.

I saw Lin Ruohan looking out of the light screen and whispering, no one answered her words, because no one knew how to answer her.

Before, when she and Lao Wang heard the sound of fighting, they felt that something was wrong, if it wasn't for Lao Wang to stop it, Lin Ruohan would have almost gone to see what was going on, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

Cyan light off-screen.

In the past half a month, Ouyang Zhenghua has called almost half of the disciples of Yuzhong Pavilion, some of them are in Yijian Peak, and some of them are in Jianfeng Peak.

The other part was with Ouyang Zhenghua, Lu Luyun and the eleven people before sitting on the void outside the cyan light screen from the steering wheel of the Imperial Sword Peak.

Sect leader, if the people of the Qi country are coming, then what should we do? Ouyang Zhenghua was not far away, and an old Ji in the middle of the Lingtai spoke softly at this time.

Rushing to come, now Qi Guo is afraid that it will be difficult to protect himself, how can he be in charge of a sword pavilion, Ouyang Zhenghua smiled contemptuously after hearing this, and at the same time, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

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In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed again, and now it can be seen that the cyan light screen that envelops the Imperial Sword Peak has changed from cyan to transparent, and at this moment, Ouyang Zhenghua and the others can vaguely see everything in the light screen outside the light screen.

By this time, the sun was setting and it was already night.

The night is thick, how long can the extinguished struggle stop? Ji Zhen and Yang Yuanhong, Wang Changming, the two senior brothers, Lin Ruohan and Lao Wang, stood side by side at the top of Yujian Peak Mountain at this moment, looking at the stars in the sky outside the light screen, with complicated expressions.

Han'er, suddenly Lin Yuan's voice came from behind a few people, and several people turned around after hearing the sound, only to see that Lin Yuan had quietly appeared behind several people.

Han'er, I didn't expect you to come to Uncle Cousin, Uncle Cousin not only didn't take good care of you, but Uncle Cousin didn't even dare to guarantee your life, I was really ashamed of my eldest brother, Lin Yuan's eyes were complicated, and there was deep self-reproach in his gentle tone.

Lin Ruohan, who was standing on Ji Zhen's right, was silent after hearing this, Master, Ji Zhen saw Lin Yuan subconsciously speak.

On the second day.

All the disciples and disciples on the Imperial Sword Peak were even more flustered in their hearts, because the light screen that shrouded the Imperial Sword Peak was getting fainter and fainter at this moment.

And outside the light screen, Ouyang Zhenghua led all the disciples of the Rain Pavilion who came to the land of the One Sword Pavilion, and surrounded the Imperial Sword Peak.

They were waiting, waiting for the moment when the light screen dissipated, as if they had everything ready and only owed the east wind.

Everyone on the Imperial Sword Peak gathered around the platform on the top of the mountain at this moment, but due to the large number of people, it seemed slightly crowded, some of them looked at the light screen with panicked expressions, some lowered their heads and didn't know what they were pondering, and some looked at Jian Wushuang and Lin Yuan who were standing at the front.

The master still won't leave, in the crowd, Ji Zhen, who lowered his head as if he was pondering something, heard Zhong Ling's voice in his head.

If you want to leave, I can help my master leave this place silently, and no one will notice it, not even the old man in the Enlightenment Realm.

Can you take everyone here with you? Ji Zhen responded inwardly after a few breaths, no, it is my limit to let the master leave without anyone noticing.

A moment later, Zhong Ling's voice rang out.

No, Ji Zhen muttered inwardly, and at the same time turned his head slightly to the left and glanced at Lin Ruohan and Lao Wang, who were also here beside him, and then Ji Zhen glanced sideways at Yang Yuanhong and Wang Changming to the right.

In the end, Ji Zhen's gaze stayed on Lin Yuan at the front.

Don't go.

After a few breaths, Ji Ji responded to Zhong Ling categorically in his heart, and then Zhong Ling sighed helplessly.

Are you afraid?

I saw that Jian Wushuang at the forefront said lightly at this time, his voice was not loud but it could be heard by everyone here, but no one responded to this sentence for a long time, only to see that some of those disciples and disciples were silent, and some of them gathered together and talked about something in a whisper.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes slowly dimmed, and the same was true of Lin Yuan beside him.

You must know that what you care most about in a war is not the number of people, not the level of cultivation, not the strength of strength, but the confidence, the determination not to be afraid of war, and the perseverance to not be afraid of the enemy.

Now the remaining people in the Yijian Pavilion have no confidence, and some are just flustered and panicked.

I don't blame you, it's useless for me to be the head of the sect, I don't have the ability to protect the Sword Pavilion, and I don't have the ability to let Elder Lu die unjustly, Jian Wushuang slowly spoke, and his tone was sad.

As soon as these words came out, there was not a trace of discussion in the crowd, and everyone was silent, but in the next moment, a voice that shocked everyone after hearing it came out, the voice was not loud but extremely crisp word by word, setting off an uproar.

Willing to live and die with the Sword Pavilion,

I am willing to live and die with the Sword Pavilion.

What does it matter to die,

I am willing to resist to the end!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were turning, looking for the person who said this, Jian Wushuang and Lin Yuan's hearts were shocked, and finally everyone's eyes were focused on a young man with white hair.