Above the Barbarian Temple, there is chaos at the moment, only on the side of the most majestic and majestic main hall, for the time being, it is still calm, dozens of masters of the three sects returned to the main hall, and more than a hundred zhang away from the main hall, there is a strange-shaped tower, which is the very strange Shura Tower in the Demon Sect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now there are eight or nine people standing under the tower, all of whom are the guards who guard this Shura Pagoda on weekdays, but for many years, this Shura Pagoda has never been damaged by anyone, so the people who have been guarding this place for a long time have nothing to do, and they have long been numb. Today, there was a sudden change in the Savage Temple, and it was natural to see it clearly here in the Shura Tower, and for a while, all the guards became nervous, and some people beckoned to watch the Shura Tower.

Who knew that there were repeated changes, and the flames rushed to the sky and shouted to kill, but they were all in important halls such as the lecture hall and the reincarnation hall, and no one looked at the Shura Pagoda at all. Like the main hall in front of it, the Shura Pagoda was exceptionally calm in the midst of a panic, and seemed to have been completely forgotten.

The guards under the Shura Tower looked at each other, and they all saw the helplessness in the eyes of their companions, and they couldn't imagine that even if the foreign enemy attacked, they didn't wait to see this broken tower at all, and they had nothing to say. After a while, someone spoke: "There is so eager, maybe the foreign enemy is in a hurry, can't I wait for the rescue?" ”

Immediately, someone else rejected his proposal, saying, "That's not good, our duty is to guard this tower, what if someone sneaks up on the Shura Tower?" ”

Someone next to him sneered, "Who would come here?" ”

Another said: "That's not always good, either. ”

After a while, an old and dignified guard spoke: "Don't talk about it, the reincarnation hall of the lecture hall is too far away from us, even if it is in the past, it will not help, it is better to stay here, don't do much." However, if someone directly attacks the main hall, this is very close to us, so we might as well rescue it then. ”

All the guards nodded, obviously thinking that this proposal was good, but some people sighed and said, "That should be unlikely, and you don't look at who is standing in the main hall, all of them are elite masters of my Holy Sect, including the masters of the three major sects, as well as the three previous Holy Envoys." What guy who has eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard does not open his eyes and dares to provoke them......"

It's just that just as these guards were talking, they suddenly heard a clear roar in the air, a clear clear sky, and a white figure fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the main hall of the Savage Temple.

Before everyone even saw the appearance of the person who came, they saw a white shadow flashing, and the person swept to the gate of the main hall, with a left palm and a right kick, and immediately beat the two guards who were originally guarding the gate of the main hall into a rolling gourd, and kicked into the main hall, instantly shocking the audience.

There was silence inside and outside the temple, and then only a clear laughter was heard, and a handsome man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes appeared, standing at the gate of the main hall, his clothes fluttering, chic and uninhibited, carrying a green divine soldier, looking at everyone, waving his hand and laughing loudly: "Brothers, farewell to Qingyun, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

In the main hall, there was an instant uproar.

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On the side of the Magic Mountain, on a big tree with lush foliage dozens of zhang away from the Shura Tower, Cang Song, who had been quietly lurking here for some time, was clinging to the thick trunk of the tree, and then with a solemn face, his eyes were staring closely at the guards under the Shura Tower outside through the dense green branches and leaves.

He had been in this position for a long time, and perhaps a few slight movements at such a distance were unlikely to be noticed by the guards under the Shura Tower, but Cang Song was still tense and motionless.

When the light of the fire in the distance lit up, his body trembled slightly, and then when the shouts of killing, shouting, and even more and more fireheads appeared from the many halls in the Savage Temple, Pale Song's face became a little pale. There was an anxious look in his eyes, and he stared at the Shura Pagoda deadly, and subconsciously muttered in a low voice: "Go, go, go!" ”

However, although the guards under the Shura Pagoda turned to look into the distance, they talked to each other, and some of them even made a gesture of wanting to leave, but they were pulled back.

Cangsong's heart sank, and he clung to the trunk of the tree beneath him, not even noticing a few marks on the branches.

The distant firelight and shouts of killing seemed far away, but Cang Song always felt that the flames were burning his chest, and the bloody battle was someone cutting his own flesh with a sword, and he looked into the distance, the terrible and numerous demons were swarming away. And at the end of the crowd, although he could not see it, it was as if there was a shadow reflected in his eyes, and over there, there were only three people.

Countless vicious people may be about to surround their three junior disciples in the next moment, and the thought that maybe they have been discovered at this moment, are already shouting and fighting, are already bleeding, and even desperately use their lives to drag those vicious demon sect demons, Cang Song feels that the blood in his whole body is about to burn. But when they were bleeding and desperate, they could only stay on this stable tree and watch......

A terrible thought lingered in his mind, he was not afraid of death, he was not afraid of anything, even if he fell into the flames of hell, he was not afraid of anything, he was only afraid that when his companions died madly for him, he still did nothing, he still couldn't do what he should do, he was sorry for their expectations.

He roared frantically in his heart: "Go, go, go......"

But the people under the Shura Pagoda still haven't left.

The green tendons on Cangsong's forehead and sideburns quickly bulged up and fell a few times, and almost at this moment, he couldn't help but rush out, but at this moment, that white figure Huo Ran appeared, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and appeared in front of the Demon Sect Temple.

After glancing in the direction of the Shura Tower, intentionally or unintentionally, Wan Jian let out a long roar, turned his hand and drew his sword, slashing the dragon in his hand, and instantly saw the blue light and ten thousand ways, the sword aura soared to the sky, he walked recklessly, facing dozens of the strongest masters of the Demon Sect in the main hall in front of him, and stepped into the main hall without the slightest fear.

A moment later, inside and outside the main hall, there were suddenly countless earth-shattering roars, violent roars and endless winds blowing out, almost instantly tearing that space apart, and under the Shura Pagoda, everyone changed color.

Many guards glanced at each other, and then looked at the hall that was enough to change the color of the wind and clouds just a hundred zhang away, and they didn't know who shouted, and suddenly everyone drew their swords and rushed over there with a roar.

Cang Song looked at the white figure in the distance, chic and uninhibited, and moved forward bravely, even if there was an endless abyss in front of him, it seemed that he could not stop him, and in the turquoise sword light, his figure rushed directly into the violent storm. Cang Song's eyes turned red instantly, and he let out a vicious low roar, using all his strength to force himself to withdraw his gaze, and then stared at the Shura Pagoda dozens of feet away.

In his heart, he roared to himself: "Cangsong! If you can't do it, you die! ”

The silent oath roared in his heart, and his figure floated down the tree, quietly sneaking towards the Shura Tower along the path he had already seen.

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The turquoise sword galloped vertically and horizontally, and the ten thousand swords went straight in, and in an instant, everyone saw that the sword was all over the sky, rolling like a flood and huge waves, the sound was like thunder, and the momentum was like a frenzy, and it was actually under a sword, and everyone in the hall was involved. Everyone felt that they were about to be targeted by this wild and unruly sword, and everyone retreated for a while.

One person, one sword, ten thousand swords really launched an attack on these dozens of demon sect masters, their courage is strong, the strength of the sword, it is really terrifying.

But these dozens of people in the temple are almost all elite masters of the Demon Sect, all of them are extraordinary, where can they be so easy to get along with?

At the beginning, after being caught off guard by Wan Jian's sword swallowing mountains and rivers in one breath, more than a dozen people suddenly roared angrily, and they all sacrificed their magic weapons and blades to attack Wan Jianyi's counterattack.

And behind the crowd, when that Wan Jian appeared, Suzaku, who was dressed in black and had a black veil on his face, was shocked, and his eyes showed a shocked look. She stared at Wan Jianyi's body tightly with a pair of wonderful eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing until this moment, but everything in front of her was obviously a real thing, Wan Jianyi smiled constantly, even if he fell into the siege of a large group of demon sect masters now, he still seemed to be advancing and retreating, and his figure was dashing.

A dragon-slaying sword is really like a blue dragon in the blue light, shaking its head and tail and looking at the world, without taking the enemy in front of it in its eyes.

At the moment, the people who made a move were all from the three major sects of the Demon Sect, and the three sect masters all stood aside with frowns and watched, while the three holy envoys of the Demon Sect, Qinglong, White Tiger and Vermilion Bird, did not make a move.

Beside Suzaku, Qinglong looked at it for a while, then suddenly snorted, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that only the white tiger and Suzaku around him could hear: "This person's name is Wan Jianyi, and he is a genius among the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, and I have seen this person during the battle of Qingyun that day. I didn't expect this person to be so bold as to dare to go all the way into the wilderness and rush into my temple. ”

The white tiger was furious, took a step forward, and said angrily: "Sure enough, it is those lackeys of the Middle Earth Righteous Path, wait for me to kill this guy with my own hands!" ”

Suzaku next to him trembled, but before she could speak, Qinglong had already grabbed the white tiger, and at the same time he watched the big battle in the field.

But seeing Wan Jianyi under the siege of everyone, for some reason, from the scene, it was not falling for a while, the turquoise sword was full of light, coming and going, the whistling sound was like a thunderstorm, and the white clothes were chic, but they were calm, and the big opening and closing were like a god of war.

Qinglong looked at it for a moment, and suddenly said in shock: "What's the matter, why is this person so diligent in his Taoism in just a short period of time?" ”

And in his heart, there was another voice that roared at the same time: This person has such a peerless talent, if he holds the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in the future, who in the world can control it? My Holy Religion is in danger!

(Come, look at the peerless heroism of Ten Thousand Swords!) ）