However, since Xiao Zheng destroyed Xueyun's stronghold and was under Xueyun's stronghold, Xuesenzi was taken away, and Xueyun Mountain returned to its normal appearance.

Along the way, Xiao Cheng didn't speak, his face was gloomy, and he quickly climbed up the mountain.

Following his previous memories, Kosumi entered the lava cave at the bottom of the ground, and the lava stopped flowing.

When Xiaobai saw Xiao Cheng's face, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Xiao Cheng?" Is there really something wrong with Ling Xiaonu's little girl?"

Xiaobai knew that Ling Xiaonu was very important in the small town.

However, there is reason to say that Ling Xiaonu is just an ordinary person without any cultivation.

Although there is a lot of hatred between Tianwu Saint Adi and Xiao Cheng, the status and status of Tianwu Saint Adi in this crippled area cannot be shameless. Do you want to fight with an unarmed woman like Ling Xiaonu?

However, after seeing Xiao Cheng's invisible murderous intent, Xiao Bai began to waver again!

Xiaocheng looked bleak. After a moment of silence, he just said: "Great man of Martial Arts Holy Land, I have already given my hand to this little slave!"

"What?" After receiving Xiaocheng's reply, even Xiaobai was angry.

A sacred land, standing at the pinnacle of the world of the disabled, unexpectedly, standing in front of a mortal without any upbringing?

It's shameless!

Xiaobai was worried. "How is that little girl doing now?"

Xiaobai always blames Xiaocheng, but this is a good thing for Ling Xiaonu. He already regarded Ling Xiaonu as half of his family. He was very worried to hear the news that Ling Xiaonu might die.

Xiao Cheng's eyes were deep and he said, "They have arrested the little slave." It is said that half a month later, they will plead the sentence against the little slave at the gate of the clan of Tianwu Sheng'adi. If I don't go, they'll ......"

Later, Xiao Cheng didn't say it, but Xiao Bai had already guessed everything from Xiao Cheng's fierce eyes.

The hairs on Xiao Bai's whole body stood up: "Do you know, if Emperor Adi doesn't lose his talent, how many times can this group of garbage in Tianwu Saint Adi be killed?"

Xiao Cheng looked at Xiao Bai: "I'm going to stay here for a while." Ten days later, I will set out to slay the great event of Heaven. I may never come back!"

"If I die, you're free!"

The Tenmu Holy Land is one of the two holy places in the disabled area. I don't know how long it's been in the disabled area.

It's hard for the outside world to know all the inside scoops and powerhouses.

However, in order to deal with Xiao Cheng, the Heavenly Martial Saint Ah Di will attack a mortal woman regardless of his reputation, which means that they must be prepared to kill Xiao Cheng on the spot.

Although there are many means in the hands of Xiao Cheng.

Even the one who doesn't know where.

This hall is big and old. On the walls of the main hall, there are many marks of cuts, such as swords, spears, and axes.

Apparently, a long time ago there was a war in this hall that shook the world.

On the main seat of the hall sat a figure covered in black light, and he could not see his face at all, but could only dimly see from the outline, knowing that he should be a man.

At this time, a handsome man dressed in sackcloth sitting at the foot of the mountain said in a deep voice, "Senior brother, our Tianwu Saint Ah Di is one of the two Saint Ah Lands in the disabled area. Now, in order to hunt down an inner disciple, we use a woman who has not achieved anything as bait. If this news spreads, won't the reputation of our Heavenly Martial Saint Land be needed?"

Although the man in linen looks young, like a young man, in fact, he has lived for hundreds of years.

The reason why he looks so young is that he has cultivated a skill in the Heavenly Martial Arts Holy Land that can maintain his appearance for a certain period of time.

"Humph......"

The middle-aged monk in linen clothes sat next to him with a drill pestle and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Little Brother Jiu, Xiao Cheng has infiltrated our world and stole the most precious treasure. "Can he leave?"

What's more, the woman named Ling Xiaonu had a good relationship with him. Who can prove that she is not an accomplice to Xiao Cheng?"

This middle-aged monk, of course, was the seventh supreme elder of the Heavenly Martial Saint Land, Liu Jingkong, and he didn't want to face it for the last time. He is the old man.

"Haha......"

Hearing this, the Ma Yi man sneered and sneered: "Seventh Elder Martial Arts Brother, anyway, there are only a few martial arts brothers here, no one else, you like the treasure of Xiao Cheng Fei's disciple, you want to help him, just say it, why are you so hypocritical, you are the one who makes the right one!"

"You ......" The middle-aged monk's face turned a little cold, and Senhan stared at the man in sackcloth.

There was some hatred between the man in sackcloth and Liu Jingkong. Of course, he was not afraid of the Sword Saint, but he sneered and said, "You know, the disciple of the Martial General Sword Venerable is named Xiao Cheng, and he has the Sword Saint's sword order in his hand. Do you know what that means?"

Although the military general Jianzun is a master of swordsmanship, he rarely accepts apprentices. At the moment, he has only a few retinues following him. These people are not even the masters and apprentices of the martial arts sword venerable. But Brother Wu Jianzun fell in love with Xiao Cheng and regarded him as his apprentice!"

Say.

The voice of the man in sackcloth became colder and colder: "You say, if Martial Brother Jianzun comes back and finds that his apprentice is either forced to death by you or killed by you, who can endure the arrogance of Martial Brother Jianzun?"

Liu Jingguang wanted to be angry, but when he heard that the man in sackcloth had drawn his sword, his heart trembled slightly, but he couldn't speak.

"Okay......" At this time, the person sitting on the top of the mountain, who was covered by black light, interrupted their argument: "Tianwu Saint Adi has offended Xiao Cheng. If Xiao Zheng's talent was really so amazing, then letting him live would always be a hidden danger for Tianwu Saint Adi. ”

"What's more, the inheritance of the Blood Temple and the Children of the Blood God is very important to our Heaven and Martial Saint Land, so this is decided. Fifth Brother Xiao Wu, Seventh Brother Xiao Wu, it's up to you next. I hope you don't let me down!"

"Yes......" Liu Jingkong and the white-haired old man nodded respectfully.

When the man in sackcloth saw that the old king of heaven and earth also spoke, he stopped persuading him. Instead, he snorted coldly and left the hall.

Five days later, the news spread all over the world.

That is to say, ten days later, in front of the great sect of the Heavenly Martial Saint Adi, the Heavenly Martial Saint Adi will execute the accomplice who stole the most precious treasure of the Heavenly Martial Saint Adi last time.

As soon as the news broke, the entire remnant area was shocked.

"Oh my God, what treasure did Xiao Cheng, a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Saint Adi, steal from the Heavenly Martial Saint Adi?" It's amazing, Heaven and Martial Arts Saint Adi are actually fighting!"

"Yes, it's hard to imagine. Emperor Tianwusheng said that the accomplices would be executed. In fact, it was an attempt to bring out the disciple who had defected from the Holy Land. ”

"It is said that the woman to be executed this time was an uneducated woman. This woman is very close to the disciple who defected from the Holy Land!"

"Horse, won't you? Tianwu Sheng'adi is one of the two saints for the disabled. If you do this, aren't you afraid of being discredited?

The invisible power of the sword swept through this bloody metropolis.

Not only the tavern where Teng Snake is located, but also the entire bloody city.

"You see, there seems to be a man standing in the rain of swords. At this time, a warrior beside Teng Snake said in surprise.

Soon, everyone was confused, because in the distance there was a blurred figure at the high altitude of the Snow Cloud Mountain, standing in the sky of the sword storm, surrounded by endless sword winds, like the owner of the sword.