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However, whenever the disciples he encountered, if it was not their turn to take away the lurking, they would be squeezed out by Ye Lingtian directly using the power of the laws of the relics heaven and earth.

This was Ye Lingtian's choice.

I'd rather let all the disciples go, and leave behind the scourge of blood.

As a result, there was a magical scene: outside the Tian Yuan Ruins, one disciple after another was squeezed out like dumplings, appeared in mid-air out of thin air, and then fell in unison.

After landing, the disciples of the major sects all looked excited, tens of thousands of disciples gathered together, that is, tens of thousands of ducks were screaming, and the elders and deacons who were responsible for guarding the local area had to divide their forces to restrain the disciples of their respective sects.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was Wu Xijian's Qiankun Suo Luo Needle that had an effect and forced out all the disciples.

Ye Lingtian squeezed out all the disciples, and he himself fell into the air with the last two batches.

He was very smart, and he didn't have the last batch to come out, but he waited for the last batch of disciples to come out before he received the Tianyuan Ruins.

"Why is it gone?" The deacons were busy counting the disciples of their respective sects, and when they noticed it, they found that the space where the Tianyuan ruins were originally bound by the formation was empty.

The Tengen Ruins are gone!

Wu Xijian's expression was gloomy, and the laughter of others sounded particularly harsh.

Why are so many people alive and well, but my disciple is dead?

My apprentice, what have you encountered?

Who is the murderer?

You can rest assured, being a teacher and a teacher will definitely avenge you

A hint of gloom flashed in Wu Xijian's eyes, and he suddenly roared and said, "Shut up!" Everyone listen to the old man and tell what you see and hear, otherwise, the old man will not give up. ”

There was a sudden silence on the entire noisy high platform, and the disciples of the other sects were all looking at this old man, not understanding why he was so angry.

"Who is this guy, why do you tell us to shut up?"

"Shhh, be quiet, this guy is an elder of Xuanyuan Sect, we can't afford to offend"

"This man looks so fierce, but he is not a good person at first glance. We have also received the favor of Senior Brother Ye of Xuanyuan Sect, it seems that there are bad people in Xuanyuan Sect."

Before the disciple finished speaking, he was directly slammed out by a force.

Wu Xijian waved his hand, and a slap was withdrawn, directly pumping the disciple away, and spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

The Xuanji of the Wuyue Sword Sect disappeared in a flash, holding the disciple in mid-air and saving him.

"Elder Wu, what do you mean by this? I haven't sent a disciple yet, but it's your turn to teach you. Xuan Jizi's face was ugly.

This is a living slap in the face, the Xuanyuan Sect is strong, but it is not so strong to suppress other sects, right, in front of everyone's eyes, casually attacking the disciples of other sects, if this matter is settled, what face does the Wuyue Sword Sect have?

"That's because his mouth stinks, and he owes a beating!" Wu Xijian glanced at him and said slowly, obviously not taking the mystery in his eyes.

"Good, good." Xuanjizi was full of anger, gritted his teeth and said three good words in a row, which shows how much the suppressed anger in his heart has reached.

"You have all heard it, the dignified Xuanyuan Sect elder is so domineering, arbitrarily bullying my Wuyue Sword Sect, if you don't give an explanation today, how can my Wuyue Sword Sect gain a foothold? Xuanji is not talented, and I want to ask Elder Wu for advice! ”

Xuanji Ziqiang drew his sword with a bang, slowly raised his hand, and prepared for the attack.

Jiang Dongyue saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly came out to play a round, and said: "Xuanjizi Daoist, don't be impatient, Elder Wu is in a bad mood, everyone is good to discuss everything, everything is easy to discuss."

Wu Xijian didn't even look at Xuan Jizi, his heart was also angry, what small fish and shrimp dared to come out to challenge, it was really beyond his strength.

At this time, if Wu Xijian said a few words to ease, I am afraid that the situation will be different, but with Wu Xijian's person, as sharp as a sword, can he bow his head?

No way!

When I looked at it, people didn't look down on themselves at all, which clearly meant to look down on them.

"Look at the sword!"

There's nothing more to say, let's see the real chapter under your hands.

Xuan Jizi's eyes were cold, he had no way to retreat, this retreat, everyone in the world would point to his backbone and say, look, this leader of the elder, he can't even shelter the disciples of his own sect if they are bullied, the Wuyue Sword Sect, no, it's gone, it's gone.

Jiang Dongyue wanted to block it, but she heard Wu Xijian say coldly: "Master Jiangfeng, get out of the way, if the Wuyue Sword Sect wants to challenge, let him challenge, otherwise others will think that my Xuanyuan Sect is afraid of him." ”

"Okay, I have heard for a long time that Elder Wu's swordsmanship is amazing, and Xuanjizi is about to comprehend it, whether it is Elder Wu's swordsmanship that is powerful, or my Wuyue Sword Sect's swordsmanship."

Xuanjizi came out with a sword, like a white dragon out of the water, the sword was sparkling, and the murderous aura was soaring.

This is no longer a simple life-and-death struggle, this is a battle for honor for the sect, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Jiang Dongyue shook her head and smiled bitterly, she really couldn't make a move at this time.

Wu Xijian's eyes were calm, and he ignored the sword light in his face, which was obviously contempt, and in the middle of the way, Xuan Jizi's heart was even angrier, and the sword momentum was more urgent.

Seeing that Wu Xijian was about to be cut under the sword, at this time he slowly stretched out his hand, and a sword light from his fingertips spewed out like a grapefruit in the morning glow, and a bright light in heaven and earth.

When this sword came out, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and ten thousand colored lights shone on the heavens.

"Under Wu's ten thousand sword skills, can you stop it?"

Jian Mangsheng crushed Xuan Jizi's sword momentum, the remaining momentum was not weakened, taking advantage of the momentum to counterattack, Xuan Jizi was shocked, and was about to retreat, but he heard Wu Xijian say: "Can you still retreat?" ”

As soon as the sword changed, one turned into two, two words three, and three turned into ten thousand sword salvos, such a subtle change, Xuan Jizi was dumbfounded, and his face showed despair: "It's over, I can't hide!" ”

At this moment, a long sigh came from his ears: "Wuyue returns and doesn't look at the mountain!" ”

The voice of the master!

At the critical moment, Xuan Jizi's feet changed again and again, and his body swayed, and he was able to avoid the attack of this sword.

Above the sky, a figure floated down, and it was none other than the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect!

Xuanjizi fell beside the master and lowered his head with a ashamed face.

Yu Ion looked serene, and said in a harmonious voice: "Wu Dao's friendly swordsmanship, ten thousand swordsmanship is indeed amazing, but it also depends on who is performing it." ”

Wu Xijian's face trembled slightly, if he was the same elder, he could not care, but the other party was a sect leader, and there was no need to fight for those wits in words.

Jiang Dongyue had already summoned the sect leader Yun Chongyang, and when he saw the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Yu Ion is in charge of the sect, and there is a loss of welcome, I don't know if the sect is coming from afar, what's the matter?" ”

"Elder Jiang, there is a reason why this sect is here, you see, Brother Yun has arrived." Yu Ion has a serene demeanor, full of white hair, and skin like congealed fat, but he has cultivated to the advanced realm of returning to the basics.