"What? Defeat one person in one move? Feng Qingyang was a little surprised when he heard about the battle situation, but it was only surprised, he could also do Qingluan's behavior, and he could do it better. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sect Master, should we make some preparations?" Elder Chuangong was a little flustered, anyway, he couldn't do it like Qingluan, as for the other elders, most of them were the same as he thought.

Feng Qingyang glanced at these people, a little unsharpened, and said with a little anger: "What are you panicking about? It's just a little trick of carving insects, and I can pinch him to death with one hand! ”

The elders admired Feng Qingyang very much, and he deserved to be the first person of the Broken Whispering Star, and they blamed themselves a little, and the enemy had messed up before he came.

Outside the Lingshan Sect, a person and a wolf came to the sky, the person is Qingluan, and the wolf is Xiaobai.

"Who? Today, the Lingshan Sect is closed to thank guests, if there is nothing important, leave the Lingshan Sect quickly! "The disciples of the Lingshan Sect who were guarding outside the Lingshan Sect went up with the flying sword, blocking the way of Qingluan and Xiaobai, although the cultivation of the other party's Yukong made them a little scared, but thinking that there was a sect master to support them, they were naturally not so afraid.

Qingluan patted Xiao Bai, who was already a little irritable, to let him calm down for a while, he looked at the two Lingshan Sect disciples who were blocking in front of him, and said to them politely: "I bother the two of you to inform the Wind Sect Master, and say that Xuanwu Star Qingluan has come to collect the account." ”

"You're Qingluan?!" The two disciples couldn't help but take half a step back, and Qingluan, who was not dressed elegantly, suddenly became a little hideous.

"Are you all right?" Qing Luan naturally didn't know what the two disciples were thinking, but he knew that the two disciples were very scared, which made him feel a bit wolf.

The two disciples were slightly stunned for a moment, and then one of them came back to his senses and shouted, "Qingluan is here!" ”

The Lingshan Sect roared even more, and more than a thousand disciples of the Lingshan Sect rose from the ground with flying swords, flying towards Qingluan and surrounding him in the middle.

"Are you going to use crowd tactics?" Qingluan asked quippedly.

"So what?" Several elders stepped on the flying sword and swayed into the sky, dividing into several directions to surround Qingluan.

The corners of Qingluan's mouth rose, and he sneered: "Let's let Feng Qingyang get out, you don't have enough to see." Several elders raised their eyebrows coldly, and the new Chuan Gong Elder also sneered like Qingluan: "You are right, if we are fighting alone, we are indeed not your opponents, but you have forgotten that we are a sect, and if these more than 1,000 disciples are of one heart and one mind, I am afraid that you will not be enough." ”

"Swear to defend the Lingshan Sect to the death!"

"Swear to defend the Lingshan Sect to the death!"

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The momentum shook the sky, and several elders had happy smiles on their faces, and Elder Chuangong continued: "Qingluan, in fact, even if you don't come to the Lingshan Sect, we will go to you!" Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving! ”

Elder Chuangong took out the magic weapon, but instead of rushing up and starting to fight with Qingluan, he shouted: "Everyone go up together and kill this bold fanatic who dares to provoke the sect!" ”

The low-level disciples are the most bewitched, most of those disciples are between the ages of ten and seventeen, and they are also the age when they are the easiest to be bewitched, and they are also the age when they want to prove themselves in front of their elders the most, and they also like to show their age in front of their peers the most, and they also like to reflect their age in front of the opposite sex.

First it was a flying sword, which seemed lonely, and then a group of flying swords came in a group, which was spectacular.

"At this level, you can't keep me." Qingluan shook his head, the dragon chanted the spear, the cultivation in the ancient ruins made him deeply understand the importance of the Dao intent, a sky-breaking spear intent soared into the sky, and a thousand flying swords were like child's play.

The flying sword couldn't withstand the slightest toss of the gun intent, it was already a little scattered and uneven, and when it met Qingluan's gun intent, it collapsed for thousands of miles, and it was so scattered that it was not good.

Without a unified command, some disciples were busy retracting the flying sword, while some disciples still commanded the flying sword to fly towards Qingluan, and suddenly the flying sword clanged. First of all, there was no enemy, but their own flying swords were entangled, and it was messy if they didn't clean up.

Qingluan shook his head, this kind of water product was not as well commanded by the generals at the border pass on the Xuanwu Star, and he couldn't help but say: "At this level, I'm afraid no one can keep it." ”

The Elder of the Transmission Gong who gave the order just now also blushed and snorted heavily, not to Qingluan but to the group of Lingshan Sect disciples behind him.

"Look at your unproductive appearance!" Many disciples of the Lingshan Sect are also ashamed, but fortunately, Qingluan did not beat the water dogs, if Qingluan made a move at this moment, I am afraid that this group of disciples would have already collapsed. Elder Xiao Qingluan was a little unsure of the timing.

In fact, it's not that Qingluan won't grasp the opportunity, it's just that the group of Lingshan Sect disciples in front of him really made him not interested in killing them, so he simply didn't make a move, and saw what these disciples would do next.

But what he wants most is to come out of the wind, after all, the main owner of this matter is the wind Qingyang, as for the people in front of him, they are at most a funeral.

He shouted in a deep voice: "The wind is clear, do you really want to be a shrunken turtle and want to get by?" ”

Feng Qingyang is the supreme existence in the minds of the disciples of the Lingshan Sect in front of him, Qingluan insulted Feng Qingyang so lightly, they naturally can't agree, and someone said angrily: "Pifu also dares to say that our sect master is looking for death!" The other disciples rarely agreed in their thoughts, glaring at Qingluan angrily.

Qingluan snorted coldly, and said a little lightly: "Your sect master owes me a lot of things, I have already collected some interest before, and I am here to recover the principal today." ”

"What will our sect master owe you a poor boy? You're really dreaming! Elder Chuangong grinned and sneered, "You are telling me what the sect master owes you?" ”

"He owes me countless lives on the Xuanwu Star, and I want him to exchange his life for his life today!" Qingluan groaned and suddenly shivered, and for the first time after coming to the Broken Whisper Star, he took things seriously.

There was another burst of ridicule, and the Elder said: "I know that your cultivation is very high, but if you want to compare with the sect master, I'm afraid it's still too tender, not to mention seeing the sect master, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to pass our level!" ”

The corners of Qingluan's mouth twitched, and he said sarcastically: "I didn't expect that the people of your Lingshan Sect were also some mothers-in-law and mothers-in-law, and if you want to fight, you can go on it, there is so much nonsense!" ”

"As you wish!" Elder Chuangong's eyes were closed, and when they opened them again, they were already flashing sharp. Qingluan held a spear in his hand, and his momentum was unmatched.

All the disciples of the Lingshan Sect were a little unconvinced of their eyes, and it wasn't until Qingluan's domineering tone came that they came back to their senses.

"Do you want to fight alone or in a group, pick me up and pick a group of you, and beat me up and beat you a group!"

With no one in their eyes like this, the elders of the Lingshan Sect naturally couldn't stand it, and the elders shouted: "Arrogance! He was the first to strike blatantly. Several other elders also brandished their respective magic weapons and killed Qingluan. The elder made a move, and those disciples naturally couldn't open their eyes and watch, and they each took out their flying swords and commanded the attack towards Qingluan.

Qingluan entered the crowd with a gun, and the guns had already killed the lives of the two Lingshan Sect disciples, but the other Lingshan Sect disciples were still fearless and rushed towards him.

After more than a dozen breaths, Qingluan's body was already covered with blood, and a thin rain of blood began to fall in the sky above the Lingshan Sect, and the disciples of the Lingshan Sect who lost their lives fell from the sky, fell to the ground and fell to pieces, and in a short time, there were stump arms and broken limbs everywhere below.

Disciples kept falling, blood spurting out, and the drizzle in the sky seemed to be continuous, and I didn't know when it would stop.

Within half an moment, more than a third of the disciples of the Lingshan Sect had died, and one or two of the elders had been picked off and broken along with the magic weapons.

Qingluan was like a blood-bathed demon venerable, the blood from the tip of the dragon chanting spear was constantly dripping, and there was no sense of stopping.

"The wind is clear, if you don't come out, I'll kill all the disciples of your Lingshan Sect!" Qingluan was arrogant, but none of the disciples of the Lingshan Sect refuted, except for those few elders Qingluan who had used a few shots, the other ordinary disciples had never let him use a second shot, and they were all killed with one shot.

The living began to be a little timid, they couldn't remember if the demon god had been hurt or not, they vaguely remembered that no one had hurt him.

There was another scream, an elder was being picked off, three of the seven foundation building elders of the Lingshan Sect had gone, and the remaining four people had also begun to consider whether to be enemies with Qingluan again.

Once the human heart is timid, it is the beginning of defeat, and the people of the Lingshan Sect, who are already at a disadvantage, are even more unbearable at this moment, these disciples of the Lingshan Sect are like sheep at this moment, and Qingluan is the wolf that rushes into the flock.

The weak resistance was less than a third of the incense, but the wind was clear but still did not come out, and the little courage that the disciples of the Lingshan Sect had also disappeared at this moment, and began to scatter and flee.

Although the remaining four elders scolded again, it was difficult to recover the decline, and honor was obviously much more precious than life.

Qingluan's spear came out again, and after picking out one more elder, the remaining three elders also gave up resistance and began to break up.

There was no bloody massacre, and the blood rain gradually stopped, but the front gate of the Lingshan Sect was like wearing a bloody suit at the moment, and it was terrifying to look at, and the group of Broken Whisperers who challenged Qingluan outside the Broken Whisper Star were afraid for a while, if they also stopped Qingluan like this at that time, then how many of them could be alive?

Only then did they understand that the tenth on this list was not something they could challenge.

A flying sword flew out from the depths of the Lingshan Sect, and the flying sword went straight to Qingluan's heart, and then another voice came: "The disciples of the Lingshan Sect who escaped without permission will be dealt with by the sect rules!" ”

A sentence of sect rules made the fleeing Lingshan Sect disciples stop, but they did not hang their heads, but their spirits were uplifted, they knew that the sect had taken the initiative, and the gods in their hearts came.

The disciples of the Lingshan Sect and the remaining three disciples leaned over to Qingluan's side again, with a lot of confidence in their eyes.