Ji Wen, the only Bohai country present.

Until the end, he was persuading Cheng Liang to think twice, and it was easy for people to ignore this.

forgot Xiaotong, but she was the princess of their royal family.

He clenched the two-meter-long halberd in his hand, raised it with both hands, and the sharp thorns at the bottom chiseled fiercely into the stairs above.

He took this as the starting point, accompanied by a low roar, even though his entire face was extremely distorted because of the unknown martial arts of the 'Blue Devil', the green tendons were faintly visible, and his face, which was as red as a pig's liver, was almost bursting when he looked at it.

He still stepped out.

This man who has always been calm, at this moment, when he stood not far from Xiaotong for the first time, he was like a madman who had lost his mind.

All the disciples of the Shattered Sky Valley watched this scene with bated breath and were moved by it.

"Is he crazy? What's the point of going up in this way......

"That's a martial artist. ”

"If they do this, they'll all die......"

Even after hearing the second elder's speech just now, at this moment, no disciple would really cheer for the divine envoy Cheng Liang being stopped.

Their elders chose to be reluctant, but it did not affect their longing for heroes.

Suddenly, everyone gasped.

The halberd was tossed into the sky.

Ji Wen, from beginning to end, he can actually get out of the way.

At the foot of Min Mountain, he could not continue to search for the whereabouts of the Ninth Gate.

When he arrived in the Shattered Sky Valley, he didn't have to risk his life and rushed into the Shattered Sky Valley to ventilate Cheng Liang.

Even if he is a genius, he can still leave in the 'Heaven-shaking' courtyard, the ninth gate is not here to arrest him this time, and it is very likely that he will take advantage of the chaos to withdraw.

This man who always talks about things has never had more and deeper exchanges with Cheng Liang and them.

But with his belief in fighting against the demon clan alone, he insisted on staying until now, and even when facing a martial artist, he rushed to the first place with all his might.

Finally, like a kite with a broken string, he suddenly fell down the high steps.

"Your Highness, the ...... of the little people"

Everyone heard his abrupt words, and they all knew who His Highness was talking about, but they couldn't know what was going on.

"Bang!"

His body slammed into the training ground below, scarlet blood pouring from beneath him.

All the disciples' faces were full of astonishment, sadness, and even anger at this moment.

Ji Wen's tragic scene gradually ignited the fire in their hearts and made them gradually clench their fists.

"Look, Wuzun is so strong, how can we resist ......"

"Shut up!"

The slightest strange sound began to be quickly engulfed by the flames of rage, and their eyes gradually converged on the 'blue devil'.

Not only fear, but also hostility.

Cheng Liang, also looking back, saw Ji Wen's falling.

His pupils constricted, and he roared inwardly.

A martial venerable standing there can make them not even have the ability to stand up and fight.

Is there really nothing that can be done about it?

He Cheng Liang, the so-called divine envoy, didn't even go out of the Chuanxi Mountain Range in the end, and was he about to be intercepted by the demon clan?

Xiaotong, who was not far away, gradually turned pale.

She didn't know Ji Wen, but she knew that that brother must be like this for her.

It's the last thing she likes.

If it were another child, he would definitely start begging Cui Miao for mercy by crying and shouting, begging him to let them go, and he would go with him obediently.

Cui Miao also thought so, he knew the power of the 'Blue Devil', and knew that Cheng Liang would never be able to set foot on this platform for half a step.

So he said proudly to himself: "I said, they came up to ask for their own hardships, why bother, don't you say ......?"

As he spoke, he turned his head, wanting to see Xiao Tong's face like ashes.

In the face of absolute power, why bother dying, isn't it good to give up early......

Then, in his stunned eyes, he saw Xiao Tong raise his fist.

Xiao Tong raised one hand into a fist, put one hand to his mouth, used all his strength, and shouted loudly in the direction of Cheng Liang:

"Come on!"

Come on?

"Come on, Brother God!"

Cui Miao squeezed her ring tightly.

He almost wanted to crouch down and roar at this girl who didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

Your god has made my brother lose, and they can't win!

Why do you insist so much?

"Come on, come on, come on......"

In the end, he just stood there a little dazed, not even paying attention to the silly parrot on his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw Cheng Liang, who was gradually beginning to be dazed, with fiery eyes again.

"Come on, my master, he'll definitely come!"

Oh, return your master, it's all at this juncture, and you have to come early......

Wait a minute......

At the end of Cui Miao's line of sight, a pale blue figure appeared, twisting a small hammer and slowly walking towards here.

At noon, he drew in the dazzling sunlight, like a silent pilgrim.

"Master!"

Xiao Tong naturally saw the sound and shadow, she jumped up excitedly and waved her hand.

The tears she had been holding back, when she saw the master, finally burst out of her eyes.

This scene finally made Cui Miao hold back, he almost roared, and yelled at Xiao Tong like a child:

"What can you do if your master comes? Your master is just a martial artist, not much better than the one who was sent flying just now, do you understand?"

As if he felt that the master must not like to cry by himself, Xiaotong immediately wiped his eyes, raised his head and replied eloquently:

"God sent my brother to come, and the master also came, if they don't come, Xiaotong is willing to go with you, but they are all here, Xiaotong believes that they will definitely take Xiaotong away,

Xiaotong believes in them. ”

Cui Miao angrily pointed to Duanmu Lin in the distance, "Just rely on him?"

Xiao Tong nodded reasonably, "Of course, he is my master."

In the Valley of Shattered Heaven, no one is his opponent. “

Cui Miao didn't argue anymore, but said that this girl was crazy.

Fart, just rely on your master's strength, and Shattered Sky Valley can't even count it with one hand that is stronger than him.

Let's see what else you little princess can say when your master is beaten to the ground later.

Cheng Liang, who was encouraged by the cheering sound, was just about to move, but was shocked by another shout of 'master', and turned his head again.

Not only him, but everyone's eyes were drawn by that shout, and they looked at the end of the training ground, the gentle blue.

I don't know why, obviously he heard Feng Chai talk about Duanmu Lin's strength, but since he started, he has been looking forward to the return of this man in his heart.

If you have to say a reason, it may be that Xiaotong said that he should believe his master.

He didn't know why, but when he really saw Duanmu Forest, a sense of peace of mind arose.

At the same time, he felt the pressure on his body suddenly send, making him physically uncomfortable for a while, and he almost fell down the stairs.

The Blue Devil's deep voice rang out:

"If you don't come forward, I won't do it. ”

"I want to see how strong he is. ”

Cheng Liang's eyes signaled to Feng Chai and the others, who were also overwhelmed, to listen to the 'Blue Devil' first, and don't act rashly for the time being.

But his heart was in doubt.

What do you mean by the words 'Blue Devil'...... Is Duanmu Forest really strong?

Not only them, but the three elders and Suzaku also stopped.

They are probably comparable, and it will be difficult to decide the winner for a while.

Even faintly, with the skillful three elders, they are faintly stronger.

But now they all stopped, so that Duanmu Lin, who was usually in the Shattered Sky Valley, the most inconspicuous sweeper, became the focus of attention as soon as he appeared.

Whether it was a group of disciples or a few elders, they all knew Duanmu Lin's strength, and reason was telling them that it was impossible for this person to turn the tables on the Jedi.

But they all felt that Duanmulin at this moment was clearly still smiling, but it was completely different from the one holding the broom.

It seems that before, he was just an ordinary person.

Only today, he is a warrior.

The eyes that made people feel like a spring breeze were raised, and he looked at his disciple who was waving his hand from afar, and the corners of his mouth were in a soft arc.

"I'm sorry I'm late. ”