Su Ziyi was a child raised by the Lord of the Sword Palace, while Feng Qingyu was raised by the people of Zhencang Dao.

Feng Qingyu and Su Ziyi have a special place, that is, Feng Qingyu is a member of the Yu tribe, this is a very special human race, born with a pair of wings, the talent of this tribe is speed and control of the wind, the perception of the mystery of the wind is a thousand times that of a normal person, which means that the Yu people can become an adult, basically the wind system of the Mahayana.

And Su Ziyi is different, he is born with a special sword path in his body, which is deeply loved by the master of the Sword Palace, and he is raised by the master of the Sword Palace, but he has always been concerned by Zhen Cang.

Zhencang Dao people are really crazy now, and the young generation he has cultivated has become his rations.

And at the moment, the battle continues.

Two princes were killed in battle, and two people died tragically in the Great Sect of the Escape and the Eastern Pulse of Southern Xinjiang.

However, many of these alien races died, only the Mountain Dragon Clan, the three masters were all wiped out, and the King of Ruins and Haoyue Tianshi were both defeated, and finally all fled from the battlefield.

And the white frost was actually suppressed, and Luo Linger's strange fire just restrained his frost sword qi, which was something that could not be helped.

Rumble!!

The white frost was blasted away by a sword, and slammed into the earth, rubbing a deep pit in the earth.

Rumble!!

The young leader of the kamikaze slashed at White Frost with a sword, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to slash him.

Bang!!

Fufeng rose from the ground with a stick, intercepted the sword in advance, and blocked the killing sword for the white frost.

The white frost and white clothes were dyed red.

And Luo Ling'er was also hit by at least two swords, and the cold ice sword qi sealed her qi and blood, but it was instantly rushed away by the strange fire, and the blood was dripping.

Sword thirteen, with more than a dozen, thirteen sword pretended to be ten thousand sword shadows, entangled half of the opponents.

Xiahou Yuan assisted, and the two teamed up to kill at least half of the masters.

The numbers of the two sides were almost even, and the battle situation was stable.

Fufeng looked at Luo Linger, there was only indifference and strangeness in her eyes, and Luo Linger frowned, the evil aura on Fufeng's body and the viciousness in her eyes made her even more strange, and she didn't recognize Fufeng.

"The goal of this palace is not you, get out of here. ”

Wow......

Luo Ling'er was extremely strong, stepped directly towards Su Ziyi, and said coldly and arrogantly, "Senior Brother Ziyi, you are now a member of the Holy Court, please tell Senior Sister where Fufeng and the king are." ”

Su Ziyi's eyes were deep, staring at Luo Linger, and said in a condensed voice, "I don't know for my brother." ”

"I know many senior brothers in the Holy Court, and I don't want to grudge, when I finish cleaning up the two of them, the Holy Court will follow the little sister, and the little sister will take you to the top and create another dynasty. Luo Linger said crisply.

Su Ziyi smiled slightly, shook his head and replied, "Forgive my brother for being blunt, you are really not worthy, the Holy Court can win you, there are no less than five people, why do you lead our Holy Court?"

Giggle......

Luo Ling'er laughed lightly and asked rhetorically, "Who can win me in the Holy Court?" Is it Fufeng or you? Or is it Wei Wenzhen, Ye asked?"

"You're just the reincarnation of a true immortal, and even if you are the heir of the immortal prince, so what? Are there still few people who are kings of the Holy Court and people who overlord the body and blood? There are definitely more than five people who win you, I just give you some face, like you, if you are in the same realm, you really can't rank in the top ten in the Holy Court." Su Ziyi held the Zhuxian Sword in his hand and replied silently.

Recite!!

Wow......

Luo Ling'er burned the sky with a strange fire, her body was distorted, and she transformed into a divine phoenix, looking at all beings.

Airplanes!!

Su Ziyi's wrist shook, the Zhuxian Sword was unsheathed, and the gossip and Liangyi swayed from the depths of the earth, stepped on the gossip, held the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and said lightly, "Senior Sister Ling'er, remember your fate with the Holy Court back then, I will let you strike first, after three moves, you and I will have no brother-sister friendship, and the relationship between you and the Holy Court will be broken." ”

Luo Ling'er's breath stagnated, and she snorted coldly, "Senior Brother Su, you really have a bad temper with Senior Brother Feng, and you always threaten your little sister with words, you are all towards Fufeng, you are brothers, we are not brothers and sisters!"

"Don't dare to climb high, you are the reincarnation of a true immortal, with a noble status, and we and other nobodies are ants who crawled out of the blood cave. Su Ziyi replied coldly.

Luo Linger said angrily, "Bloodline, I didn't choose it, I didn't have any hostility to you, I also gave Fufeng a chance to make him surrender, but he didn't choose, can you blame me?"

"What qualifications do you have to make Fufeng surrender? Ridiculous! If you all have this kind of thought, it is impossible for the Holy Court to be formed, which of the Holy Court generation is not the heir of the royal family? Liu Suifeng, Zhang Badao, Ling Tian, Wei Wuya, Mu Yue, Mu Lang, which one is humble? We are a whole, and if you choose Jiugongling, it means that you are standing on the opposite side of us. Su Ziyi replied in a condensed voice.

Recite!!

Luo Linger didn't want to say any more, and drew her sword and slashed at Su Ziyi.

Rumble!

Immortal came with a sword, the sword passed through the wilderness, the flames burned in all directions, and the masters all retreated, only Fufeng stood in the fierce wind and fire, let the flames burn, and the flames close to him were absorbed.

Rumble!!

The Bagua Sword Formation rose from the ground and blocked the sword strongly.

Su Ziyi only defended, not attacked.

Second sword!

Recite!!

The Rainbow Fairy Sword made the group of ambitions palpitate, and the gossip sword array collapsed, but it was still blocked by Su Ziyi, Su Ziyi retreated more than ten steps in a row, staring at Luo Linger indifferently, waiting for the third sword.

Hum!

Luo Linger snorted coldly, put away her sword and left, and went straight to Yashan.

The third sword, she didn't come out after all, maybe she didn't want to completely break with the Holy Court, or maybe she had other ideas.

Outside the main city of the Hall of Immortals, there was a mess, hundreds of corpses were scattered, and the death was extremely miserable, and they were eliminated.

The winner is king, and the loser is the villain, this is an eternal truth.

Rumble!!

Fufeng struck again, and pounced on the ancient relics.

These remnants joined forces to fight, crazy counterattacks, they counterattacked in the mode of the army, and there were more and more masters rushing from the northwest, pseudo-immortals, half-demons, demigods, ancient relics, they just wanted to catch the 'Nalan Sea', and they didn't think about going it alone.

Fu Feng killed more than ten masters in a row, and finally withdrew from the battle, his figure flashed, descended on the main city wall, looked at the heroes, and said coldly, "I have a personal grudge with the ancient relics, I advise others not to interfere again, otherwise my evil god hall will personally come to the door." ”

By now, Fufeng has completely got rid of his identity and stands proudly as Nalan Hai.

There was silence inside and outside the main city.

"Ziyi, the old man Zhencang, come to the Sword Hall of the Immortal Palace. ”

A thousand-mile sound directly swept into Su Ziyi's sea of knowledge, but outsiders couldn't hear it.

Su Ziyi didn't look at Fufeng, he had to keep a certain distance from Fufeng, and then, he indifferently stepped towards the Immortal Palace.

Fu Feng glanced at Su Ziyi's back with cold eyes, and he didn't pay attention, he was now Nalan Hai, and he had nothing to do with the people of the Holy Court.

......

The hall of immortals is desolate, except for the old and the young, the sick and the disabled, there is no one to fight.

The sad aura of the Zhencang Dao people filled his body, his back to the vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were full of sadness.

Su Ziyi appeared outside the Sword Hall and said respectfully, "Ziyi greets his uncle." ”

"Have you seen Fufeng and Qingyu in the past ten years?" asked Zhen Cang in a low voice.

Su Ziyi shook his head and replied, "Uncle Hui, I haven't seen Senior Brother Feng for twenty years, and as for Fufeng, I haven't seen him for more than ten years. ”

"Hall of Immortals...... It's collapsed, you Senior Brother Feng...... became a traitor, took advantage of my retreat, falsely passed on my orders, and deceived all the disciples of the Immortal Hall into the king-level space, and actually killed millions of disciples, even your master...... was also deceived by him and attacked and died tragically on the spot. Zhen Cang said in a low and hoarse voice.

Zhen Cang thought that Su Ziyi had been in exile for ten years and knew nothing about things outside, but he didn't know that he knew a lot about things outside.