The cyan sword light fell from the sky, and the five sword lights fell straight into the blue thunderball, and the thunderball that originally bloomed like a lotus flower only opened to a general point and stopped.

Seeing that Di Xian could not be born for the time being, the five of them looked at Mo Caiwei in unison.

Mo Caiwei saw the arrival of the five people, her body tightened, Ming Feng's beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, speechless and choked, her long eyelashes blinking with a layer of cyan suspicious light, holding a crystal ball in her hand, trying her best to judge the identity of the five people.

The five people, four men and one woman, all have elegant postures, uniform gray sword robes, and a natal sword that belongs to them under their feet, quite a bit of fairy wind bones, but they look like they are only about thirty years old, and they are still in different sword forms, and their Dao hearts are obviously vain.

"It's someone from the Heavenly Sect who is here!"

"Heavenly Sect's Heavenly Sword Five Sons!"

The scattered people in the crowd exclaimed in surprise when they saw the five people who had torn the space apart, and the violent spatial fluctuations on the altar made them feel a small burst of spatial coercion, making them subconsciously take a few steps back, and there was an immediate commotion under the altar.

"The five sons of Tianzong's Heavenly Sword, the people of Tianzong have always boasted of cultivating their minds, helping the common people, and accumulating merits, but they didn't expect to covet Dixian as well, but it's okay, save the Mo family to get Dixian, dominate the Wu'an family, and expel us and other scattered people!"

"If Tianzong makes a move, it will be difficult for the Mo family or me and other scattered people to compete with it, but I don't know, will the Mo family easily hand over the Di Immortal?"

The meat-eating monk held an empty eight-treasure celestial star scepter, heard the words of the one-eyed man, smiled lightly, and a trace of the light of the outsider's conversation flowed along the white heavy eyebrows, and patted the dry blood stains on the cracked robe, looking relaxed that he had nothing to do with himself.

"Looking at the Mo family's formation, do you think they will stop there? In my opinion, the Tianzong can't please anything, how can the Mo family release the duck in their hands. ”

"That day, if the five sons of the sword wanted to get the drop immortal, there was only one way, and that was to grab it! hahaha, I really want to see what is the difference between the righteous path sect that has always prided itself on cultivating the mind and cultivating the soul and helping the world?"

The sick scholar among the three monsters held the three-pronged soul knife in his hand, grinning at the willow yin, revealing two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth, and the white eyebrows and moles next to the mouth were smiling low and gloomy, waiting for the five sons of Tianzong to make a move.

"What else can we do, a gentleman who prides himself on the right path every day, when he fights with others, he kills people much more ruthlessly than us! You must know that scholars are unforgiving, how can we be as righteous as we dog slaughterers!"

The one-eyed man continued the words of the sick scholar, his eyebrows were evil, and he said with a laugh, full of irony.

Seeing that there was no hope of competing for Di Xian, the three monsters of Wu'an had already stood in the corner of the altar as spectators, and once the spectators in the corner stayed out of the matter, they were easy to get carried away, and although the words were heavy, they were extremely true.

"Presumptuous, how can you and other famous people be compared with the people of my Heavenly Sect, we are only here to suppress and subdue the Di Immortals, in order to avoid the catastrophe of the Shennan Regions! You snatch the Di Immortals in order to achieve your own fame and desire, but it is selfish, my Tianzong is for the sake of Wu'an and even the people of the Shennan Regions, and this is even the public!"

One of the five people stood up for a slightly young sword cultivator, with good facial features and quite handsome, but a pair of ears buzzed in the wind, and a cyan birthmark like a kuihua grass could be seen under the pinna, just blocking the tips of the ears, obviously a person who couldn't hold his breath. He stepped on a cyan Kuihua wooden sword, and quickly bullied the three monsters of Wu'an, and when he heard that there were scattered people sarcastically mocking his sect, where could he endure it, a brilliant cyan sword light flew out from the soles of his feet, and quietly attacked the one-eyed man.

"Keep my mouth clean, not everyone in the Heavenly Sect can speak arbitrarily, especially you dead monks who slaughter dogs!"

The green sword monk fiercely warned the one-eyed man, the one-eyed man was far away, and what he said could not be heard by him, but the green sword monk was a cultivator of the Yuan Shen Realm, and his divine sense was released, so he could listen to the reality of thousands of miles, and he could naturally hear the sarcastic words of the one-eyed man.

He pinched his hands, the air fluctuated slightly, a cyan cold wind rippled like water in mid-air, and the brilliant sword qi was full of coldness, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the nose of the one-eyed man, ready to split his mouth into pieces at any time.

This young sword cultivator is the blue-sleeved wind-chasing sword Liu Chuanmu among the five sons of the Heavenly Sword, and now he is in the realm of the second transformation of the Yuan Shen, his strength is not the strongest, but it is the most impulsive.

Woohoo!

A heart-devouring chill rushed to the sky, and three golden phantoms surged from the one-eyed man's body, and the three monsters of Wu'an shot at the same time, taking down the sharp sword rays that were all within reach.

"Look, I'll just say it, those righteous sects that bear the name of a gentleman are all the same, and when they move, they are all playing tricks!" Seeing that the blue-sleeved wind chasing sword wanted to use himself to establish his authority, how could the one-eyed man endure it, holding the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, one one-eyed suddenly erupted with anger, and continued to be sarcastic.

"You... I don't know whether to live or die..."Seeing that the three monsters of Wu'an took his random blow, the blue-sleeved chasing wind sword was a little shocked, the short-tempered person was already clumsy, seeing that the person dared to continue to sarcastically mock his sect, he no longer talked nonsense with him, and directly condensed his hand, and a more powerful sword floated out from under the sword, and he could vaguely see that there was a cyan willow tripod about to erupt from it.

"Third brother, focus on the overall situation, don't make trouble!" A sturdy man who had been silent saw Liu Chuanmu so impulsive, his heart was anxious, and he scolded.

That sturdy man is Yan Shangjin, the white mist sword among the five sons, with good facial features, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a square dragon face, green eyebrows, and a thick kendo righteousness shrouded his body.

It's just that his hard words are obviously effective, Liu Chuanmu heard his words, his eyebrows moved, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, snorted coldly, glared at the one-eyed man, and said contemptuously: "Hmph, you are lucky, you met my senior brother, others are good, don't let me worry about you!"

After speaking, a spiritual light flew out from under his feet, and his body turned, and when Yanagawa fell on the altar, a cyan wooden sword quietly burst out of his sleeve into the soft cotton air, without a trace of fluctuation.

The green sleeve chasing wind sword Liu Chuanmu, his sword has always been hidden between the green sleeves, I heard that his full strength, the Kuihuamu sword can catch up with the light breeze in the summer.

Yan Shangjin, the life-seeking sword, looked at Liu Chuanmu and nodded, then looked at Mo Caiwei, his tone was slightly calm, quite righteous: "Mo girl, if this drop of immortal recognizes your Mo family as a residence, I am afraid that after today, your Mo family and Di Immortal will be spied on and coveted by various monks in the Shennan Region, and the Mo family will be slaughtered at that time, why don't you hand over the Di Immortal to my Tianzong to prevent another dispute in the Shennan Domain, so as to restore peace in the world?"

Yan Shangjin looked at Mo Caiwei, his calm tone was full of kind advice, and he always had to fight with reason before he made a big move.

"Hehe, why is it a disaster for Dixian to be in my hands, disputes are everywhere, and in your hands, the world can be peaceful?" Mo Caiwei sneered, not appreciating it at all, and swept towards the thunderball in mid-air with the Ding Snow Furnace like a swallow, and a white snow dragon rushed towards the thunderball, about to break through the cyan sword light in the nine thunder petals.

The blue thunderball felt Mo Caiwei's breath beat weirdly, and a terrifying star flower thunder dragon burst out of it, and with just one breath, it broke through the five sword lights that shrouded it, and then the nine brilliant blue thunder petals fell off even faster...

"Miss Mo, please think twice, I don't mean to go against your Mo family, it's just that once a murderous thing like Dixian is born, there will definitely be disputes in the world!"

Yan Shangjin saw that Mo Caiwei did not listen to his advice, but wanted to let Di Xian speed up his birth, his heart was anxious, and his square face changed like a grasshopper under an iron pot, and he had not yet started the fire, and his originally calm mood became a little more impatient.

"Senior brother, take action to suppress Di Xian first, if you wait until Di Xian is born to suppress it, it will be too late!"

Among the five people, a short sword cultivator saw that Yan Shangjin was so polite, knowing that he wanted to pretend to be red-faced, he stood up, and the short sword cultivator, holding the sword technique with both hands, a cyan fire came in the air, and the brilliant flame extinguishing sword under his feet suddenly appeared in his hand.

The face is as heavy as water, that short sword cultivator is the red sun extinguishing sword Yan Gehuo among the five sons of the Heavenly Sword, he is as black as charcoal, with cracked fangs and teeth, and he is as hot as his name, he likes to make trouble, and he is evil, and his temper is much more irritable than Liu Chuanmu.

"Look at the sword, Di Immortal must not be born!" Yan Gehuo let out a low shout, the person had already flown out a few feet, and that low shout was regarded as a reminder, so as not to damage the prestige of his Heavenly Sect and be made fun of.

With a snort, a cyan sword took the lead in attacking Mo Caiwei, and then a cyan primordial power wrapped around Yan Gehuo's body like a snake, the air trembled, and a red fire tripod flew out from the center of his eyebrows and smashed towards Mo Caiwei.

"Hmph, it's not that I want to rob my Mo family of Di Xian, if you have the ability, you can go together, see if my Mo family is afraid of you!"

Mo Caiwei snorted coldly, controlled the Ding Xue Furnace and smashed it into the air, quickly blocking Yan Gehuo's Ding Huo power, and then, with the jade hand lightly raised, a blue star flower floated out of the crystal ball and drilled into the depths of the thunder ball.

Bang!

The thunderball rotated rapidly, and in an instant, the nine blue thunder petals fell off directly, and the dazzling cold light illuminated the heaven and earth, and forced everyone to dare not look directly at the peerless murderous thing in the middle of the thunder petals, and their eyes were closed.

In a blink of an eye, when everyone opened their eyes and wanted to catch a glimpse of the style of the drop fairy, a purple fog quickly floated out of the thunderball, enveloping the heavens and the earth, making it impossible for people to detect the reality in the purple mist with the naked eye...

"It seems that Miss Mo really doesn't want to hand over Di Xian, my Tianzong doesn't let Di Xian be born, I don't want to keep it for myself, and I invite Miss Mo to think about it one last time!"

Yan Shangjin seemed to be extremely confident in the strength of the dwarf Liu Chuanmu, and when he saw him fighting with Mo Caiwei, he didn't stop much, but just blindly and carefully advised, so that many scattered monks thought that Tianzong was righteous and the world was public, and Mo Caiwei was just stubbornly resisting with his own selfishness.