"It is still permissible to do evil in heaven, and it is impossible to live for oneself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Why did this battle start, and why did the blood of Hengyue Mountain flow, you Sima Chuan know better than me. ”

The golden silk soft sword repelled Sima Yanru, and Yu Zhongnan put the golden silk soft sword behind his back, and looked at Sima Chuan coldly sideways.

"Don't tell Lao Tzu any big truths, you still wear open crotch pants when I dominate the rivers and lakes. Let me ask you, is your Sword Sect really fighting with me Hengyue to the death? ”

"So what? What if not? You see that this time is about to reach noon, even if you want to let go of Ye Feng now, I don't plan to stop. That is, to fight, how to retreat? ”

Ding Zhongnan finished speaking, turned to look at Sima Yanru, a cold snort came out of his mouth, his eyes highlighted the fierceness, and he shook the golden silk soft sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Sima Yanru's throat.

This style has already revealed Ding Zhongnan's murderous intentions.

I saw Sima Yanru Liuye's black eyebrows frowning tightly, and he threw the black knife to Sima Chuan with a wave, and aimed his hands at Yu Zhongnan, and suddenly shot out twelve poisonous needles.

Looking at Sima Chuan again, he raised his hand to take the black knife thrown by Sima Yanru, stroked the pitch-black blade with his left hand, and looked directly at the two Sword Sect elders in front of him with fierce eyes.

"Your young master has already spoken, you two ...... Don't you show your sword yet? Sima Chuan asked with a sneer.

The two people in gray frowned, their eyes turned to Yu Zhongnan, and a touch of complexity flashed in their eyes.

When they saw Yu Zhongnan's sword stabbing Sima Yanru's vital point, a sigh came out of the two of them, and they slowly raised their hands and pulled out the long sword behind their backs.

The second elder already understood that the young master wanted to destroy the Sword Sect in his heart.

As the two of them drew their swords, the elder who was fighting in the group of Hengyue Sect disciples swept away the Hengyue Sect disciples in front of him with a wave of his palm, and he sighed lightly when he stood in place, and then a cold light appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, he also pulled out the long sword on his back.

At this moment, with Ding Zhongnan's intention to destroy Hengyue, the original battle to save people officially turned into a killing of the extermination faction, which was undoubtedly a catastrophe for the Hengyue faction.

If Sima Chuan hadn't designed to let the seven elders die and severely damage Ye Feng, then the battle of the Hengyue Sect would have been easier at this moment. If Sima Chuan had handed over Ye Feng before, he might have avoided this catastrophe.

The difference between one thought, the difference between life and death. Repentance is useless, there is only one thought. kill

At this moment, Yu Zhongnan and Sima Yanru were already merciless. In the blink of an eye, Sima Yanru was left with three or four sword wounds.

This is still Sima Yanru constantly shooting poisonous needles, if he fought to the death with Yu Zhongnan with his bare hands, Sima Yanru would have already gone to Huangquan at this moment.

His father Sima Chuan was not much better, as he fought with the two Sword Sect elders for a long time, Sima Chuan's sturdy and burly body also trembled, and his left shoulder, thigh, and chest were all left with sword wounds, and a trace of blood had already stained his clothes.

Sima Chuan's father and daughter are okay, but the most tragic ones are the disciples of the Hengyue faction.

The third gray-clothed and white-haired old man of the Sword Sect, the long sword in his hand was like a dragon, and he was dancing by this person, and every time he swung it, he would definitely take away the life of a disciple of the Hengyue Sect.

It can be said that with the news of Ding Zhongnan's secret order, the battle situation has undergone a shocking reversal. In just one hour, the number of deaths among the disciples of the Hengyue Sect increased from one thousand to two thousand seven.

However, the casualties of the Sword Sect were not small, and there were only 1,000 of the 3,000 Sword Sect disciples brought by Ding Zhongnan left.

In the blink of an eye, the battle had lasted for an hour and a half, and there was only half an hour left before noon.

Sweeping a knife to repel the second elder, Sima Chuan looked up at the sky, gritting his steel teeth angrily, his face turned purple and his lips turned blue.

"Humph! What saves people. In my opinion, your Sword Sect was sent for Hengyue. That's it! If you want to fight to the death, then you will fight. ”

Sima Chuan slashed at the two Sword Sect elders in front of him who were also injured, and rushed out again to fight with the two of them.

His daughter Sima Yanru is also extremely embarrassed now, as Yu Zongnan becomes more and more courageous, Sima Yanru only has the ability to parry and has no power to fight back, and is constantly repelled by Ding Zhongnan's golden silk soft sword.

And the disciples of the two sects were even more red-eyed, and they roared into the sky, and one by one a dead body fell down.

Time flew by in the carnage, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

As soon as noon arrived, I heard the roar of the Hengyue faction, and Hengyue Mountain also trembled with a bang.

In the moment when the mountain trembled, Ding Zhongnan put away his sword and retreated fifteen meters, turned around and glanced at the mountain gate of the Hengyue Sect, knowing that the remaining three elders of the Sword Sect had come with ten thousand people.

Sima Chuan's figure flickered, and he retreated directly to the front of the Purple Moon Palace. Holding the black knife, he kept panting, and at the same time, his angry eyes were staring at the place of the mountain gate.

The disciples of the two factions in the battle retreated one after another at the moment when the roar sounded, and they also looked at the mountain gate.

The battle between the Sword Sect and the Hengyue Sect stopped because of the sound of killing, and stopped because of the trembling of the mountain. One by one, they all looked at the land of the mountain gate.

Time flies, and in less than half an hour, three people appeared at the mountain gate, one old and two young, each holding a sword in his hand.

As soon as the three of them appeared, disciples continued to pour out from behind, and the swords in the hands of these disciples were unsheathed, emitting a dazzling white light under the sunlight.

"Young master! Ten thousand people have arrived, please order. ”

The three leaders came to Ding Zhongnan and bowed, and the old man spoke respectfully.

Ding Zhongnan nodded, pinched the two ends of the golden silk soft sword with both hands, pinned the soft sword to his waist with a click, and turned to stare coldly at Sima Chuan, who had a bloodless face.

"Master Sima! Do you think there are enough disciples from my Sword Sect? And the six elders of my Sword Sect are all here, do you think you can destroy your Hengyue Sect? Ding Zhongnan sneered.

Sima Chuan gasped angrily a few times, his left fist clenched with a click, and his eyes were full of anger and resentment.

"What if you have more disciples of the Sword Sect than I Hengyue? If you want to destroy my Hengyue faction, you have to pay a corresponding price. ”

"Oh? Price? Since ancient times, it has been said that one will succeed in ten thousand bones. If a sect wants to stand proudly in the world, which one does not trample on the bones and walk up? Yu Zhongnan said sarcastically.

As soon as Zhong Nan's words fell, a burst of laughter came from nowhere.

At the moment when the laughter sounded, Yu Zhongnan's black eyebrows suddenly frowned, and the faces of the six elders behind him suddenly changed greatly.

"A good sentence will be successful, and the bones will be withered, and the old ones will be decayed...... I also think this is reasonable. ”

The hoarse words shook the entire Hengyue Sect, and with a hoarse voice, a person strolled out of the Purple Moon Palace.

This person's hair was white, his eyes were bright and deep, he was hunched and hunched over his back, and the moment he walked out of the Purple Moon Palace, he first looked at Ye Feng who was in a coma, then looked up at the square full of dead corpses of the Hengyue Sect, and then glanced at the six elders of the Sword Sect, and finally fixed his gaze on Yu Zhongnan.

"Little doll! Who are you? ”

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