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The left and right branches, which have been on opposite sides for a long time, unintentionally walked together because of this unexpected event. And the Qinglian Throne Xiao Yang is the link connecting the two disciples.

Xiao Yang's words just now convinced the disciples of the left and right branches very much. Ask yourself, if the person who was caught on the bush slope and waiting to be executed by Ling Chi at this moment was himself, wouldn't he have the luxury of expecting the sect to come to the rescue? When no one dared to take on this responsibility, the Blue Lotus Venerable Throne stood up.

In an instant, he won the respect of countless disciples, and they all stood up to fight.

Xiao Yang didn't expect the scene to suddenly become like this, so he couldn't help but be stunned, frowning slightly.

Too many people is not a good thing.

He chose to go alone, not because of a momentary whim.

The Divine Whip Sect has laid a net on the shrub slope, and the weak Sword Sect disciples will only increase casualties if they go. Xiao Yang will never allow this to happen. Otherwise, as the Holy Flame Throne said, six people were saved, but many more people were sacrificed, and this account cannot be counted.

Xiao Yang waved his hand, and the scene fell silent in an instant.

Invisibly, Xiao Yang's prestige on the left and right branches of the Sword Sect has been strengthened to a certain extent.

"Brothers, please be calm." Xiao Yang smiled indifferently and said, "In my Xiao Yang's heart, the Sword Sect has never been divided into left and right branches, as long as it is my Sword Sect's disciples, they should watch over each other and respect each other." Leave the six brothers on the shrub slope to me. Xiao Yang took a selfie on his chest and said loudly, "Everyone is waiting for me to triumph." ”

"Qinglian Venerable Throne, one more person has more strength!" Some disciples shouted unwillingly.

The long sword in Xiao Yang's hand was lightly retracted, and he said, "Our battle can't pass with great fanfare, and it's not a good thing to have too many people." Xiao Yang waved his hand directly, "Just according to what I said." With a sweep of his gaze, Ning Gu, Xu Hongzun and Ye Sang stood beside him with firm eyes at this moment, Xiao Yang opened his mouth, but he was still speechless, and nodded, "Let's go!" ”

Xiao Yang resolutely turned around and quickly disappeared at the exit of the valley.

Ning Gu and the other three followed.

Almost at the same time, a group of teams that the disciples of the Sword Sect had not yet noticed rushed out of the valley.

The powerhouses of the nations led by Bavi.

These are the hole cards that Xiao Yang relies on.

Twenty-eight people, each of whom experienced the bloody battle with the Emperor Wei that night in the island country, each of them had their own hole cards to save their lives and kill the enemy.

Xiao Yang is not a reckless man, if he wants to save people, his strength alone is naturally small and he can't take care of it. He cut off the rest of the Sword Sect's invitation to fight, because he still had a batch of powerful forces in his hands that were more powerful than the current disciples of the Sword Sect. Moreover, the existence of this batch of strength can definitely catch the Divine Whip Gate outside the shrub slope off guard.

In the dark night, the figure is sneaking.

"Let the 'Bunny Spirit' stay on your shoulder." Xiao Yang saw that Ye Sang was trying to leave the 'rabbit spirit' temporarily, and couldn't help but remind him. And the 'rabbit spirit' got Xiao Yang's order and grabbed Ye Sang's collar and didn't let go.

"Little cutie, it's going to be dangerous, you remember to stay out of the way." Ye Sang gently touched the ears of the 'rabbit spirit'.

Dangerous?

Xiao Yang had a feeling of hair all over his body, and glanced at this seemingly harmless 'rabbit spirit'.

Shrub slope, cold wind.

Torches soar to the sky!

At the top of the slope, the six figures were bound by the five flowers, and there was an indifferent figure standing beside him, holding a sharp knife and dagger in his hand, and a long whip hanging from his waist.

A cold wind swept across the faces of the six.

The six immature figures stood straight, their eyes staring ahead, silent.

"Humph! Even if you don't say it, we have already found out that your Sword Sect's lair is hidden in this lofty mountain. In front of the six people, a burly figure spoke indifferently and said in a deep voice, "If you want to avoid the disaster of Ling Chi's execution, you might as well say it quickly." I'm going to give you a whole corpse. ”

The figure of the six young men ignored the figure, and almost at the same time, snorted fiercely.

"I, Xu Weijiang, have said it countless times, I think I'm unlucky today, I came here to hunt with my brothers and ran into you miscellaneous people! If you want to kill or chop, listen to it. You don't want to know anything about the Sword Sect from us. ”

"Ling Chi was executed? Hehe, I haven't tried it yet, give it a plate. ”

"Being served to death by a group of turtle grandchildren, cool, cool!"

The smile on the face of the venerable figure in front of him stiffened, replaced by a burst of anger. His eyes swept over the six teenagers like poisonous snakes, but he was secretly surprised in his heart, he originally thought that this group of teenagers was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was extremely easy to coerce them, but he didn't expect that they would have such an iron will. Even Ling Chi was executed, but there was no look of fear at all.

Snorted coldly, the throne looked at the six people coldly, "I want to see if anyone is coming to save you." ”

With a flick of his sleeve, the throne turned and entered a tent.

Inside the tent, a withered figure stood awkward, with an urn in front of him.

Last night, a fire burned more than ten people from the Divine Whip Gate, including Ping Qilin and others.

The hatred between the two sides cannot be stopped.

"Elder Deadwood." The venerable sat down and spoke softly, his eyes filled with awe.

Elder Deadwood is one of the several strong elders sent by the Divine Whip Sect to search for the traces of the Sword Sect in Yunnan, and at the same time, he is also the master of Pingqi Lin.

Tonight, Elder Deadwood has come with vengeance.

He also concluded that the Sword Sect must be hiding nearby.

"Haven't asked anything yet?" Elder Deadwood's voice was hoarse, his rickety body was like an old man in his last years, and his hands were on the verge of exhaustion, but the shocking aura that permeated his whole body made the dignity of the throne dare not penetrate more.

"Six little mongrels won't say anything if they die."

"Hmph, Shi Rong, prepare to go down, ten minutes later, prepare to execute." Elder Deadwood's eyes were murderous, and his face was extremely hideous, "I want to see how strong the Sword Sect's patience is." ”

"Yes, Elder."

Shi Rongzun nodded, hesitated, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to inform the rest of the elders about our actions tonight?" ”

"Not necessarily." Elder Deadwood waved his hand directly and sneered, "I'm just asking for some interest tonight." The Sword Sect's head may not dare to poke out, let alone even if they pour out of the nest? Today's Sword Sect, even the Heart Thunder Tribulation, is only one, and it has just crossed the Tribulation, such an existence is not enough to be afraid of. ”

The Divine Whip Sect has received a lot of information from the Sword Sect, but it's just ...... There seems to be a slight deviation in this report.

Enough to be fatal.

Shrub slope, knife light flashing.

The cold sword flashed in his eyes from time to time, freezing the hearts of the six teenagers.

In all directions, torches were raised high, illuminating the hillside as if it were day. In terms of numbers, there are at least fifty or sixty people coming from the Divine Whip Gate tonight. And the breath is not weak, not a rabble.

The flames soared into the sky, revealing a solemn and cold aura.

The six teenagers looked at each other at this moment, and suddenly, a big laugh broke out at the same time.

"Ha Lu Ha!! Come on! Miscellaneous pieces, how many knives, the master has written down. ”

"When you are killed by our Sword Sect and fall to hell one day, I will ask you to pay it back."

Shi Rongzun's face was gloomy and uncertain, and the six people in front of him didn't look like people who could pry open their mouths at all, the coldness in their eyes flickered, and their arms were raised gently......

Within a radius of three miles, there were inspections of the Divine Whip Gate, and now no trace of the enemy had been found, and Shi Rong Zun didn't want to wait any longer.

"Out of the knife!"

Call!

The sword light rose in unison, cutting through a brilliant arc.

"A thousand cuts, slash!"

Shi Rong looked at the six people with a cruel smile, "How many knives?" I'll count it for you. The first knife! ”

Whew!

The sword light fell instantly.

The six of them widened their eyes at the same time and shouted, "Sword Sect, undefeated!" ”

A belief in their hearts supports their world.

Fearless!

Sonorous and sonorous!!

In an instant, there were several crisp clicks, and the six long knives were spread out in an instant, and at the same time, the ropes tied to the six people burst with a bang.

"Ahh

The six people standing behind the six teenagers let out a scream at the same time, and the figure fell backwards with a bang.

At this time, a slender white-clothed figure landed in the air, with a faint smile on his face, "First sword." ”

A single sword broke through six blades and shattered the ropes on the six people.

The eyes of the six people looked fixedly, and with disbelief, they said in a loud voice, "Qinglian Venerable Seat!" ”

They never imagined that it was the Qinglian Throne that appeared to save them at this time.

"Is it finally here?" Shi Rongzunza's face was not surprised, the six teenagers were just a small bait, originally thinking that they had no hope, purely venting their anger. I didn't expect to catch a big fish.

"Blue Lotus Venerable? It's just arrogant. "Shi Rong naturally understands the meaning of 'Qinglian' to the Sword Sect, and the other party dares to call it 'Qinglian'.

Whew!

Almost instantly, the firelight in all directions suddenly burst into a lot of light, and one after another figures swept towards him, surrounding Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang raised the divine sword lightly, swayed a beautiful arc, and turned his face slightly, "What did you six just say?" ”

The six Sword Sect youths behind him were stunned at the same time, and for a moment, the sound of vibration resounded with sonorous and resolute sound.

"Sword Sect, undefeated!"

The sound is stirring, with a sense of belonging and pride!

Xiao Yang's eyebrows lifted slightly, the tip of the sword pointed lightly ahead, his eyes also flashed with a touch of heat, and he smiled loudly, "Well said." Sword Sect, undefeated. ”

"Tonight, the deity seat, I will inform the world, tell the thieves of the Divine Whip Gate, the Sword Sect, will never be defeated!"

Swish!

The sharp sword suddenly pierced the night sky, and in an instant, several beautiful life-killing sword flowers appeared, and before Shi Rongzun could give the order, Xiao Yang had already taken the lead in initiating the attack, and the sword intent spread and dragged out like flowing water, and the incomparably brilliant sword light burst out in an instant.

At the same time, in the east, west, and south, in three directions, a sword light rose into the sky at the same time.

"The Sword Sect is coming!"

"How dare you throw yourself into the net."

"Kill them!"

The surging aura swept through the sky.

Xiao Yang stood alone on the side of the hillside, protecting the six teenagers. On the other side, Senior Brother Ning Gu, Xu Hongzun and Ye Sang were like a bamboo, killing all the way at a gallop.