"Ahh

"You wait."

"Our Kunlun faction will not let you go."

"I won't let you go~."

In the back mountain of the Kunlun faction, in a dense forest, a big man with a broken arm covered his arm with blood gushing, his clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and his face was hideous, and there were more than a hundred second-rate first-class realm martial artists around him, and at this time, these people were all shrunk and screaming on the ground, and the sword marks on their bodies were eye-catching.

After Aojie defeated Taicangzi, the head of the Kunlun faction, these disciples of the Kunlun faction followed him to this dense forest in the name of seeing off Aojue. But after arriving here, these people suddenly turned their faces and surrounded the three of them, ready to kill the killer.

In order to preserve the reputation of the Kunlun faction, the disciples of the Kunlun faction directly killed the arrogant three.

But the end result was not something they were willing to accept.

It's just two swords, and Ao Jue just swung two swords at the Kunlun sect disciples who rushed towards him, and he crippled them all, and just swept through the thousands of troops with one move, knocking all the second-rate disciples overturned, and then with a move of burning wood swordsmanship, he even crippled the disciples of the first-class realm.

The more than 100 disciples chased and killed by the Kunlun faction are completely wasted, and it is no wonder that the big man with the broken arm has a hideous face, and with the loss of these people, the strength of the Kunlun faction must be reduced by at least three layers.

Ignoring the Kunlun sect disciples who were howling behind him, Ao Jue collected his sword, and then got into the carriage, behind him, the black and white Shuangsha looked shocked, they didn't expect that Ao Jue usually looked calm and kind, but when he started to be angry, he was so fierce, calmed down the emotions in his heart, and the black and white Shuangsha put the bell and drum into the carriage, and then drove away.

"Rack~~"

In the angry eyes of the disciples of the Kunlun Sect, the three arrogant people in the carriage gradually disappeared from their sight.

…

Ten days ago, Ao Jue challenged the Huashan faction, and the Huashan sword technique was indeed extremely powerful, and it was only after the arrogance used the Shakyamuni sword technique that it was completely suppressed. Qin Qian, the head of the Huashan faction, was a resolute person, and he desperately had three fingers cut off by Aojue, and he also wanted to leave a sword hole in his arrogant robe.

He laid a lot of traps, first treated each other politely, poisoned the tea, and found two substitutes for the dead ghost to be executed after being discovered. Then, he gathered nearly a thousand disciples to surround and kill the arrogant, and finally was directly shocked by the combination of black and white bells and drums. Immediately after, Ao Jue used Jin Yuan's hand to directly kill more than a dozen first-class top masters, shocking the entire Huashan faction.

Among the thousands of pairs of eyes of the whole faction of Huashan, the three of them got into the carriage and drifted away.

…

Shaolin Temple.

"Poof~"

The true qi in Aoju's body surged, and then he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his gaze red.

"Ahem."

After coughing a few times, he stabilized the true qi surging in his body, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was not wiped off, and he even looked forward.

Ten zhang in front of the arrogant, there is an old monk who has died, this old monk is also a strong man in the realm of the heavenly sword, and his strength is extremely strong.

"I'm sorry, I can't beat you without killing you." Arrogantly looked at the corpse lying in front of him, and whispered in his heart.

"Master!"

"Master!"

After the Shaolin disciples who were watching the battle around saw the old monk die, they all rushed over in a panic, holding his corpse and crying wildly, even sadder than the dead father, especially the Shaolin abbot, who cried the most sadly, because this old monk was his master.

"Ahem."

Ao Jue coughed twice, then turned around and got into the carriage with a somewhat shaky step.

"Whew~"

After getting into the carriage, Ao Jue immediately closed his eyes and meditated on luck, this time he was seriously injured, the old monk's skill is too deep, I am afraid that at least more than a hundred years old.

After seeing Ao Jue get into the carriage, the black and white shuangsha also followed, and then drove the carriage away amid the cries of the Shaolin disciples.

Arrogant is now seriously injured, and it stands to reason that it is the best time for the black and white demons to retaliate, after all, they were forcibly subdued by the arrogant and the white, but the black and white demons dare not do this now.

These days, when Aojue challenged, they all took the two of them with him, and now they are in the eyes of the eight major sects and Aojue are in the same group, Aojue has seriously injured thousands of disciples of the three major sects of Huashan Kunlun Shaolin, and even killed the master of the Shaolin abbot, these three major sects must hate Aojue to death, and even with black and white has become the target of hatred.

If there was no big tree to shelter them from the wind and rain, they could almost imagine that they would definitely live a life of being constantly hunted down by the three major sects in the future.

Therefore, the black and white demon will not betray the arrogant now, but on the contrary, will try to protect him.

……

Ten days later, Tianshui Sect.

"Dad, mother, it's about to reach the agreed deadline, you are old, I think I will fight." Lan Hua, the sect leader of the Tianshui Sect, said to his parents, Blue Collar and Shui Yun, who were sitting in front of him.

"No, absolutely not, even the master of the Shaolin abbot, Master Wuchen, was killed, your little martial arts is not enough for others to see, it's better for me to fight, I haven't done it for so many years, my old bones should be loosened." Blue-collar said.

"No, you're not an opponent, and you're just going to die, have you forgotten the battle with Nameless back then, you almost died that time, do you really want to die that much." Shui Yun said loudly, no one would want to let her husband die in vain.

"That's not going to work, that's not going to work, so what are you going to do about it?" The blue collar said anxiously.

"I think we might as well throw in the towel." Young Sect Master Lan Tian whispered on the side.

"I think it's okay, since you can't beat it, what else can you fight, and you may lose your surname, isn't it just a few pieces of strange iron, just give it to him." Shui Yun nodded and said.

"No, absolutely not, the rest of the sects are all fighting, as far as our Tianshui Sect retreats and admits defeat, how can we gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future, and what kind of face do we have to meet people." Lan Hua is the master of a faction, Tianshui Sect is indispensable to him, I am old, death is not terrible to me, it is up to me to fight, this matter is decided. After the blue collar finished speaking, he stood up and turned to leave, without giving anyone the slightest chance to refute.

In two rows of woods, a splendid carriage galloped all the way.

Lan Hua stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the oncoming carriage, his face was extremely solemn, the news from Shaolin gave him great pressure, even Master Wuchen died, so his father was very likely to die in battle.

Lan Hua also wanted to admit defeat directly, but as the head of a sect, his responsibility did not allow him to do so, although this challenge was secret, but the big factions already knew about it, and he couldn't avoid it.

Arrogant directly challenged from the fifth-ranked Kongtong faction, which has already made the other three bottom-ranked sects lose face, if the Tianshui Sect does not fight, I am afraid it will become a laughing stock in the rivers and lakes, and it will be difficult to even recruit disciples in the future.

"But the one who came to challenge?" Lan Hua stood on the top of the mountain and shouted, in fact, he understood that it must be the image of black and white on the carriage that had already told him.

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