Jian Wushuang is not a fool, and there is not a single fool in the entire Council of Elders, and if they do so, they will inevitably fully consider the impact and consequences of this matter.

But everything has a premise, and that is that the Four Holy Lands will keep their promises.

And commitment is always the least valuable.

As if sensing Yun Mo's thoughts, Jian Wushuang said, "I know, this is a tiger skin, but before the problem of the nine-tailed demon fox is completely solved, there is no reason for the four holy lands to make a move on my kendo sect, after solving the nine-tailed demon fox, they will have to fight with the three evil lands, with my kendo sect here, their chances of winning will also be one more point, this is an account that a three-year-old child will calculate, their four holy lands are not stupid, they will not see the severity!"

However, at this moment, there was a sudden burst of laughter behind everyone.

"Hahahaha! Ridiculous, so fucking ridiculous!" The armored Yu Chi Dragon Elephant strode over, and hundreds of Dragon Elephant Army elites had already surrounded the Elder Pavilion.

Yu Chi Longxiang said mockingly, "I don't know what the Four Holy Lands are?" If you really leave a Kendo Sect that may stab you in the back at any time, they will all be fucking fools! Back then, Lao Tzu's more than 30,000 Dragon Elephant Army attacked the city and pulled out the village, making the Demon Domain Alliance Army frightened, what will happen to such a sharp knife, you Jian Wushuang don't know? You elders don't know?!"

This famous general of a hundred battles strode over, looked at the group of elders with gloomy and strange faces, and spat on the ground, "In the battle of Dragon Slope, the five holy lands colluded with the three evil lands to surround Lao Tzu's dragon elephant army, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's subordinates who exchanged their lives for Lao Tzu's chance to live, Lao Tzu would be standing here now?! The power of Lao Tzu's Dragon Elephant Army back then was compared to your current Kendo Sect? A group of fools who pretend to be smart!"

Jian Wushuang clenched his fists with all his might, and the green tendons on his arms were exposed, and said, "If you don't cooperate with the Four Holy Lands, you won't be able to pass today, and the Kendo Sect will be razed to the ground, but if the sect master hands over the formation, my Kendo Sect will at least be able to survive this hurdle!

"Turn over?" Yu Chi Longxiang snorted coldly, "Do you still want the Kendo Sect to replace the position of the Flame Spirit Sect and become a holy land? You are not afraid of death, because once the Kendo Sect becomes one of the holy places, you, as the promoter of this incident, are bound to be remembered by the descendants of the Kendo Sect for generations to come, right?"

The dozens of elders who were carefully thought about by Yu Chi Longxiang's words became more and more gloomy.

Jian Wushuang said in a deep voice, "Those who do great things are not informal, as long as they can continue the Kendo Sect, no matter what kind of intention and purpose they have, it doesn't matter!"

Before Yu Chilongxiang could speak, he saw another hundred and ten people rushing over.

The leader is none other than the three martial arts idiots of the West Peak Peak.

The three martial idiots who ran in three steps and two steps were staring roundly, grabbed Jian Wushuang's shoulders suddenly, shook vigorously, and sprayed over with spittle, "Give it to the Four Holy Lands?! Give the Array Eye to the Four Holy Lands?! Why don't you give your wife and children to them? The sword in your hand has been given to others, and you are a sword cultivator without a sword is a tiger without teeth, and you can't be slaughtered by anyone?! ”

Jian Wushuang pushed Wu Idiot San away and roared: "Confused, I'm very sober! If I don't do this, when the sect master consumes all the power of the Demon Sealing Sword Array, even if I kill all the people in the Four Holy Lands, what's the use?! What will we use to deal with the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox?! By that time, the Kendo Sect will be destroyed! All of us, all of us, will die! The 8,000-year-old foundation and inheritance of the Kendo Sect will be destroyed in one fell swoop today, and we will be sinners for the ages!"

Wu Idiot San jerked out his sword from its sheath.

Jian Wushuang was slightly stunned, and greeted him without fear, "If you think I'm wrong, kill me, my Jian Wushuang has nothing to say, but please tell the disciples and juniors, how and why did I die!"

Wu Idiot San ignored Jian Wushuang, who was almost in a frenzy, and instead turned around sharply and stepped on the long sword.

Jian Wushuang asked, "Where are you going?!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't care what sinners are or not, what I want in my life is nothing more than the four words of being worthy of my heart, and my sword path must also be worthy of my heart! I don't know what you think, I only know that the enemy is in front of me, so I have to stab him with a sword! I am a martial idiot, and I can't learn from your crooked twists!"

Wu Idiot San said: "I, Wu Idiot San, would rather be a hero of the Kendo Sect for a moment than live a lifetime in the hands of others!"

After saying this, this Sword Dao Sect West Peak Peak Master turned into a streamer of light and walked away.

Hearing the news, the hundreds of disciples and deacons of the Sword Dao Sect rushed over looked at those elders and at Jian Wushuang, with anger, complaining, regret, disappointment, and even hatred in their eyes.

Hundreds of elite disciples of the Kendo Sect, Edgeworth rose into the air and rushed towards the alliance forces of the Four Holy Lands.

In the rain curtain, everyone kept a long distance from Jian Wushuang and the dozens of elders.

When people are far away, their hearts are far away.

Perhaps from this moment on, the Great Elder of the Sword Dao Sect, Jian Wushuang, and the dozens of Sword Dao Sect Elders, separated from the entire Sword Dao Sect.

From now on, this distance will be difficult to cross.

Yu Chi Long Xiang didn't take another look at Jian Wushuang, but walked straight past him and said to Yun Mo, "My lord, Long Xiang has taken his leave. ”

Without the support of the power of the Demon Sealing Sword Array, the world opened up by Yun Mo Tianyan was no longer enough to cover a radius of fifty miles, so it could not be instantly from north to south, and then from south to quilt, without a complete speed advantage, without absolute strength to crush, it would not be able to comprehensively suppress the attack of the Four Holy Lands as before.

And Yun Mo has more important things at the moment.

Without Yun Mo's obstruction, the attack on the Four Holy Lands could be regarded as the official beginning.

The Demon Sealing Sword Formation has been broken, and next, there is a brutal positional battle.

This farewell is likely to be a farewell of life and death.

After the two met in the Demon Domain, Yun Mo handed over the power in his hand to Yu Chi Longxiang in a very short period of time, and this trust was thicker than the sky.

If you treat me as a soldier, I will repay you as a soldier.

Yu Chi Longxiang solemnly clenched his fists, and then turned around and walked down the mountain without hesitation.

Hundreds of dragon elephant army guards also followed.

This time, nine deaths and one life.

The parting between men, even if it is life and death, does not require many actions and words.

Sometimes, a look, a word, is enough.

Yun Mo straightened out his slightly messy clothes, and bowed down to Yu Chi Longxiang and those dragon elephant troops.

Dig it out to the end.

After slowly standing up, Yun Mo glanced at Jian Wushuang, then glanced at the elders, and said softly, "Take care." ”

After saying this, he turned into a streamer and flew towards the south.

There, a little girl in red clothes, red shoes, and red hair finally jumped off the ancient pine tree and began to run wildly towards the Sword Dao Sect Peak Peak.

In front of the Elders' Pavilion, a childish child's voice suddenly sounded.

"Daddy. ”

Jian Wushuang suddenly turned around.

In the rain, Jian Shuiting grabbed his three-year-old son's little hand, covered his mouth, shook his head in disbelief, and two lines of hot tears flowed down, blending into the cold rain that fell on Qingxiu's face.

Jian Shuiting picked up his son, turned around and ran away, leaving the Elders' Pavilion, leaving the child's father and his husband.

The rain poured down, and in the rain curtain, Jian Wushuang's outstretched hand in mid-air slowly retracted, "Could it be that I really did something wrong?"